Hedonism at Home
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Pleasure Hunter

Hedonism at home By: Pleasure Hunter

While this story involves multiple couples, the focus is on one, whom will be the main characters in stories to follow. Given the title, I believe further description is unnecessary.

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Mandy's phone signalled that she received a new text message. "R U ready?" Her husband Brent had sent her the message.

She typed back, "In 10..."

Really, I'm late and you're not even ready yet, He thought with slight contempt. His attitude was not caused by Mandy being late; he had other things on his mind, his thoughts simply expressing his frustration. He looked at his phone while this thumbs typed away.

"K, grab my stuff, change on the way. B there in 15..." His text message read.

Brent pulled out of the parking lot and merged with the traffic. He knew getting in a hurry would not be helpful so he did his best to be patient. Rather than thinking about the congested traffic flow his mind wandered back to Mandy.

How long does it take to slip into a Bikini? Brent thought as he sat waiting for the streetlight to turn.

Between work and their personal financial struggle, Brent and Mandy King weren't their usual selves. To make matters worse, the stress was affecting Brent's performance at home. Mandy could deal with loosing her job, and had accepted their financial situation, but she was finding it increasingly difficult to accept Brent's negativity, especially his lack of interest and performance between the sheets.

Life was providing lemons, but Brent didn't seem to know how to make lemonade. Mandy on the other hand was willing to make some sacrifices to regain their stress free life. Her solutions, sell their house and car, and downsize.

Buy something more manageable. Within our means, Brent's thoughts repeated her words with increasing contempt. God what is taking these lights so long? Just then, the red light changed to green and off he sped.

He wasn't really angry at Mandy. It was a pride thing. He didn't want to admit that things weren't going to get better, financially. Nor did he want to appear like the failure, which he was beginning to think he was.

Thinking of the things that frustrated him, only made matters worse. So, Brent turned his attention to their evening plans. He and Mandy were visiting their good friends Rick and Lori tonight, who had recently returned from Jamaica. Another couple, Scott and Cathy Braymer, were also going to be there. Dinner and drinks would be a nice break.

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All three couples had been affected by the recession. Feeling the financial pinch they formed a dinner club and rotated hosting the party once per month. At the start, the dinner parties were a substitution for date night. And with each party, the couples became closer and closer. As a group, their relationship was evolving. They engaged in risqué conversations, complimented with a heavy dose of flirting.

For a while the lines of marital devotion seemed blurred, they gathered around the table swapping spouses so to speak and often sat chatting it up after dinner, in similar fashion -- showing affection with another's spouse, either by wrapping their arms around another, and/or the occasional light touch, just shy of fondling, all without objection's.

It was obvious that they were becoming more than just friends, a fact that all had subconsciously accepted -- but not yet embraced openly. The sexual tensions had been building and it would have seemed that the release of those tensions would have been a natural progression amongst the group.

The dynamics changes when the Braymer's began to feel financial pressure. The flirtatious behaviour was curbed and Scott and Cathy seemed to have their own tensions. Eventually, the King's began to show signs of stress also. Consequently any progression towards a less inhibited gathering faded.

Although Rick and Lori were affected financially as well, their trip to Jamaica seemed over the top to the other couples, but they learnt that it was not at their friend's expense. Lori's parent's had decided; since all of their children had been affected by the recession, they would take them all and their spouses, on a family vacation and paid for it all.

When Lori's parents offered to pay for each of their children to extend their vacation, she and Rick decided that they wanted to enjoy all of the pleasures the Caribbean Islands had to offer. It was a mind-opening experience for sure, and when they returned, they decided that sharing their experience may help bring the group back to where they were headed. So, they decided to host the group's first themed dinner party, which was "Jamaican Beach Night".

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Both Cathy Braymer and Mandy King were looking forward to this evening. They needed to release their pent up frustrations, which had developed between themselves and their men. From previously discussing the evening with Lori, Mandy and Cathy hoped, as in the past, that the party would be the inspiration their men needed, and they would do their best to achieve the desired happy ending.

By the time Brent pulled up in front of the house, Mandy was waiting, clad in her bikini. Her top covered with a lacy mesh cover up and her bottom by a sheer sarong, complimented by a pair of heeled sandals. She carried a backpack with a change of clothes for Brent, sandals, his swim trunks and a long, tropical looking, button down shirt.

Brent got out of their SUV, kissed his wife... Hardly noticing how sexy she looked. Rather than letting him get away with a quick smooch, Mandy wrapped her free arm around his neck and pulled him tight, mashing her breasts against him and grinding her pelvis to his as she took his breath away with an aggressive lip lock.

"Wow!" Brent panted as he broke away. "Hot lips and a hot bod." He said appreciatively. "Sorry Hun, but we're late."

Yeah, always in a hurry, never time for a quickie, Her thought changed her expression, signalling her frustration. She then grabbed the keys from her husband and got in.

While Mandy drove, Brent proceeded to change shirts, tossing his business attire into the back, and then slid out of his trousers and boxers. Mandy reached over and grabbed his near limp dick and gave it an affectionate squeeze. He felt a stir in his groin, so he sat and let his wife play a little. Her grip tightened then loosened, changing to a sensual stroking of his swelling prick.

Brent hasn't been this responsive for a long time, Mandy thought then turned and suggested. "Time for a quickie?" She said quizzically, gesturing that they could climb in the back of their SUV.

After briefly considering it, Brent responded. "There'll be time for that later," he said with a sexy smile, and then he leaned over and gave his hot wife a kiss.

It seemed the risqué nature of his change of clothes was a turn on, for Mandy anyways, who wasn't sure if she could wait for later, she pouted a bit but that didn't change the fact that Brent was right, so she continued without protest.

When the King's arrived, Scott and Cathy were already there.

The guests sat around the patio enjoying a few cool beverages, made with Jamaican rum, while Rick barbecued Jerk Chicken and Lori laid out all the fixings. The host couple had set up their big screen TV out on their sheltered patio. After dinner they would watch a slide show and video clips of their vacation.

By the time the audiovisual part began, everyone had consumed quite a few drinks, and given that the women were in Bikini's and the guys in their trunks, the mood had once again become quite flirtatious, which was Rick and Lori's objective.

After viewing the pictures from the family vacation portion of their trip, Rick paused to fix a special drink.

"Ok, now that we are all loosened up a bit," Rick started. "I'd like to offer you a special drink. But be warned..." He paused and looked around to make sure he had everyone's attention. And then with a mischievous grin he continued. "In St. Lucia, this liqueur is considered an aphrodisiac, ·Bois BandÃ."

The announcement inspired various thoughts among their guests.

Holy fuck! An aphrodisiac? What do they have in mind? Scott wondered.

This could get interesting, Cathy mused.

An aphrodisiac, holy shit, this could turn into an orgy? Brent thought.

Hmm, I guess I'll get that happy ending after all, Mandy thought with delight.

His announcement was met with smiles and quiet enthusiasm. So he continued.

"While away, Lori and I realized that the Islands cater to the pursuit of pleasure. And while we felt like voyeurs, we were exposed to a significant devotion to that pursuit."

"Hedonism," Mandy asked excitedly as she squirmed on Brent's lap, pressing her breasts into his face. It had been a while since they had sex, and Mandy's desire for it had been percolating ever since she slipped into her Bikini. Now the idea of consuming an aphrodisiac and watching what she expected might be close to porn excited her even more.

Mandy did not need an aphrodisiac to remove her inhibitions; they had already disappeared.

"Well yes," Rick confirmed. "Barring your objection, we are about to share some images of that pursuit."

I always thought there was something more going on with Rick and Lori. Hmm... I wonder what Scott and Cathy think? Brent wondered as he sat quietly waiting to see if the Braymer's objected. He looked up to his wife, and seen a devilish grin spread over her face as she tried to hide her excitement by sipping her drink What the hell? I wonder if Mandy had a hand in setting this up? I always thought she had more than a passing interest in Rick. His thoughts came rapidly, and then realizing how he had been under a lot of pressure lately, Brent became concerned. Mandy's been razzing me about getting laid for a while. God, I hope I can keep up? Then his thoughts were interrupted by his wife's voice.

"Why would we object? There's going to be nudity isn't there?" Mandy added, jokingly but with an undertone of seriousness.

"Oh there'll be nudity, alright," Lori replied, enthusiastically.

Scott and Cathy had taken longer to warm up to the flirting than the rest this evening, but when Rick announced the risqué nature of their extended stay, they seemed eager to accept the special drink and get on with the show.

With no objection made, a triple shot of ·Bois Bandà was served to everyone, the show began.

Pictures of clear water and small cabana huts, scattered about white sand beaches, started it off. Followed by many photos of breathtaking island scenery, one pictorial series began with a view from atop a rocky cliff, looking down upon a secluded beach with people scattered about, and then close ups of the beachgoers stretched out upon beach mats and towels scrolled across the screen. Soon the photos became more interesting, depicting the risqué nature of the vacation, topless women, advancing to total nudity, both men and women sunbathers.

Now that looks like the type of vacation we need, Brent mused as he felt a twitch in his groin.

Following the provocative images of nude sunbathers, a series of photos flashed across the large screen depicting another vacationing couple's intimacy. The level of active hormones produced by the audio/visual show became increasingly obvious, tents in the guys trunks, hardened nipples, which crowned the burgeoning swells of each woman's breasts -- straining against the thin fabric of the women's triangular bikini tops. Little did any of them know just how much Rick and Lori's vacation, would affect their lives.

"Really!" Brent blurted out, when an up close and personal shot, of the vacationing couple, enjoying sexual intimacy, in their not so private cabana was displayed on screen. "Didn't they care you were taking their picture?"

"Care, shit they insisted," Rick bragged. "They even invited us to join them." He stated boldly.

"Did you?" Scott asked.

"Now that would be telling," Rick responded, with a gleam in his eye.

"You did!" Mandy exclaimed, sounding shocked and excited at the same time.

"Geeze Rick you made it so hard for them," Lori added, pun intended, to a roar of laughter.

Although Scott and Cathy had been fairly quiet all night, they spoke their mind now. "I'd like to see that," they said simultaneously.

With that, Rick paused the slide show, and while he loaded up the video clip, a photo of the host couple, standing alone on a beach -- in nothing more than their light golden tans, held the audience's attention. Jaws dropped, eyes widened, and hearts began to race erratically.

Holy shit, they really did join in, Brent thought. Lori does look fuckable!

Scott stammered to get out his words, but they were quite different what he was thinking. "You mean, you took video of you all having sex?" When he was thinking, Yes finally I get to see Lori in action. How I'd like to fuck her tight little body. God I've got such a fucking hard-on.

Mandy looked at Cathy, and you could see that she too liked the direction that the evening was headed.

The video clip loaded up, quieting the group, regaining their full attention. It began with a shot of Lori's naked backside, as she climbed up into the cabana with the attractive black couple, which were breaking from their passionate embrace, to welcome her as she dropped her head to the mans lap.

No way! She's going to get down with the black guy? Brent thought with surprise.

The scenery provided the inspiration that Mandy had hoped for, but she was surprised by the involvement of her friend Lori, in what began as an interracial threesome. She was also surprised when she felt Brent's hand on one of her breasts, and that he was unconcerned about his surroundings. He gently caressed the full swell of her breast, followed by a tweak of her emerging nipple. When she felt his other hand prying at her thighs, which she willingly parted, her heart began to race even faster.

Maybe I won't have to wait till later. Who knows, before tonight is over, maybe we'll have our own little orgy? Mandy fantasized.

Rather than a subtle groping, Brent's hand disappeared beneath the waistband of Mandy's bikini and his finger parted her engorged pussy lips, eliciting a sensual gasp from his wife. And when she felt the tip of Brent's cock pressing up against her bikini clad pussy, she embraced her initial thought.

Screw maybe! This is going to happen. I'd love to do Brent; right here right now, and then feel Rick's thick dick in me. And Scott? He's always been so mysterious. Ooooh, this'll be fun. She thought naughtily, feeling much less inhibited than usual.

Then, Brent's hand pulled the gusset of her bikini bottom aside, and she felt the direct heat of his hardness against her moistening pussy. Oh god yes! She thought, her inner voice shrieking with excitement, confirming her willingness to participate in such antics.

Although Mandy was not resisting, she thought her husband's actions would produce some cat calling and innuendos from the others, but it did not. Twisting her head to the left, she found that Scott and Cathy were engaged in a similar display of intimacy, and when she turned her attention back to the screen, she saw Lori lying naked, between the attractive black couple.

Mmm... That looks inviting, Mandy's mind continued to express her longing for intimacy.

The muscular physique of the vacationing Haitian man was pressed tightly to Lori, his tight butt cheeks pleasing to the female eye. The man was kissing Lori squarely on the lips, while his hand parted her thighs just as Brent had done to Mandy seconds earlier. Meanwhile the man's female companion caressed Lori's pert breasts, the contrast of their dark skin against Lori's pale -- but slightly tanned body sent shivers through the three women. And when the Haitian woman bent over and was circling her long pink tongue around the aroused flesh of Lori's elongated nipple, each of the three let out a sensual moan.

Looking further to her right Mandy saw that Rick and Lori were as focused on the screen as the rest of them, and they two were busy fondling each other. Lori had pulled Rick's erection over the waistband of his trunks and was gingerly stroking it, while his hand played busily beneath her bikini bottoms. This is going to get interesting! Mandy's thoughts proclaimed.

The sights and sounds became quite erotic, both on and off the screen.

Suddenly Lori stood up, which sort of startled her guests, and then she said... "Since you've all seen me this way already..." She announced, and then she removed her bikini bottoms while her top fell away, totally exposing her luscious body. Just as she was doing and saying that, a very loud passionate moan came through the TV's speakers, drawing everyone's attention back to the screen.

To the guest's utter surprise, Lori had been sandwiched between the dark skinned couple; she was intimately engaging the female, as both of their hands explored the other's body, while the man and Lori were spooning, he rocking his hips, and Lori matching his efforts as she accepted the thick black rod of his stiff erection.

Through the silence you could hear the faint pounding of hearts beating beneath heaving chests, the sound of intense arousal coursing through their veins as all six of the dinner club members became excited beyond anything they had anticipated for this evening, and no one was objecting. The special drink, ·Bois BandÃ, was working it's magic.

One by one, the guests stood and followed Lori's lead, removing their bikini's and/or trunks until there were six naked people engaged in various types of foreplay.

How the fuck can Rick stand it? I'd have dropped the camera long ago and been all over that chick, Brent thought as he removed his trunks and sat back onto the chase lounge, guiding Mandy down onto his hardness. This is really going to happen. He thought excitedly, referring to his earlier thought of a potential orgy.

Just when they thought they were watching an interracial threesome (guy-female-female), the camera tipped to one side then the other and then refocused on the occupants of the cabana, wth Rick joining the action. He had set up his camera on a tripod. Obviously he had came prepared, a fact that was missed by his guests.

The scene that would end the hedonistic part of their vacation video -- included Lori facing the camera while straddling the hips of the black guy. The image of her rocking back and forth, along his thick dark cock, which was gliding in and out of her hot slick engorged pussy, held the group's attention for several minutes. They watched Lori's expressions contort, her eyes clamp shut, her head drop forward as she received the intense pleasure of unbridled sex.

It wasn't until the dark guy's pretty female companion began to, very loudly, express her satisfaction that anyone even noticed that Rick was getting his. His bare backside faced the camera, his balls swinging freely between his thighs as the audible sound of them slapping against his lover echoed through the speakers. A pair of chocolate brown legs hooked over his waist, her heels digging into his buttocks as she released distinct shrieks of pleasure.

It was not just the pornographic action that aroused the group, but equally the excitement of the contrasting shades of flesh, which ground against and into each woman. Dark flesh separating the soft golden folds and exposing the rosy pink of Lori's pussy, while a thick white shaft parted the pink chocolate pussy lying beneath Rick.

As the video played, the group watched as the host couple enjoyed the Island Pleasures. Moments later, they leaned towards each other, locked lips, and moaned, groaned and grunted as they achieved their respective climaxes with other lovers.

Not surprisingly, the group had forgot that they had consumed an aphrodisiac, which helped to explain the release of their inhibitions. All three couples watching the action had become engaged in a similar position as Lori and her Haitian lover had been. Lori straddling Rick's thighs, her feet firmly planted on the patio as she methodically rode his hardness, being sure not to take it to fast. Mandy hovered over Brent, and Cathy did the same with Scott, as they watched the sexy home video come to an end. But rather than just riding their respective spouses to a satisfying climax, they began swapping.

Mandy got up, removing herself from Brent and moved over, tapping Lori on the shoulder as if she was cutting in on a dance. Lori got up, and Mandy took her place with Rick. She drew gasped breaths as she descends upon Rick's thicker cock, feeling his engorged bulbous head fill her delightfully. Lori moved over to Cathy doing the same with Scott, she too gasping as he eagerly pulled her down until their groins mashed together and he fully impaled the woman he had fantasized of screwing many times in the past. And finally Cathy, took Mandy's spot with Brent, and when his cock pressed against the roof of her tight pussy, the orgasmic pleasure instantly swept through her body, causing her to collapse onto him, her heavy full breasts pressing tightly to his chest as Brent reached down to her hips and held her steady while he pumped his cock up into her convulsing sheath.

They swapped again. And with each swap, loud gasps of pleasure emanated from the women, as well as the men -- none of who were overly endowed, but each had a slightly differing girth, as well as distinctly differing bends. Brent's cock curved upwards, applying more pressure to the so call G-spot when the woman faced him as she mounted his glistening cock, producing the most orgasmic pleasure for each of the women. Rick's cock curved slightly to one side, the thickest of the three, which gave each woman a heightened sense of fullness, while Scott was as straight as an arrow, and his uncircumcised cock proved the most difficult to keep from cumming.

Each time the women felt the man's cock swell within them, they planted their feet to the patio and stood up, pulling their dripping wet pussies from the equally wet cocks that penetrated them and switched again. While the women enjoyed a multiple orgasmic evening, they ended up bringing their respected husband's to a roaring climax.

Mandy was back with her husband, she looked down upon him with desire. Not only was she getting what he had promised her earlier, he had pleasured two other women, this very evening. Knowing that his cock had made Cathy come instantly upon her impalement, and Lori gyrated upon his lap uncontrollably only made her appreciate what she had in Brent all the more. This party had produced far more enjoyment than she had ever imagined, and although each she and Brent had shared something with each of the other couples, she recognized that her desire to please him was now deeper than she had ever experienced before.

Facing Brent, Mandy ground her pelvis against his. Her hands, gripping his shoulders tightly as she rose and fell with the thrusts of his hips. Beads of sweat ran down her glistening skin, her beasts swaying as her hips gyrated. Although Brent had brought her to orgasm previously, she wanted him to take her over the top, and then she would do that thing she does to make him loose control, a reward for his stamina, an expression of her pride in his abilities.

While Brent had enjoyed slipping his cock into his friend's wives, he too had hoped that he would be able to last long enough for Mandy to make his way back to him. He likened their evening to an evening out, which included food, drink and dancing. And, whenever they had gone out with their friends in the past, he always saved the last dance for his wife, and he could tell she appreciated his thoughtfulness tonight.

Their movements were in sync, Mandy's breath laboured, taking short gasps without exhaling as she focused on the intense pleasure building in her womb. She could feel the tip of her husband's cock rubbing against the swell of flesh on the roof of her pussy. Feeling her husband's burgeoning manhood become even more engorged, signalled that he was approaching his limit. She focused her last bit of energy and flexed her vaginal sheath, tightening it around Brent's wonderful cock. Her orgasm was sweeping through her. The emotions swirling in her mind produced a shiver than shook her body from head to toe, and all the way back again. She wiggled her hips as she ground her self tightly to her man's pelvis and tensed her body as much as she could. Her moaning drowned out by a bellowing growl blasting from her husband's mouth, which he held agape. She pushed herself up and quickly sank back down the length of his firm rod, drilling him ever deeper, while still tensing her grip around him. His cock lurched, and she twisted her hips once more, to the resounding joy of his erupting cock. Blast after wonderful blast of hot fluid shot into her, until the wet gurgling sound of his cock ploughing into her oh so wet pussy was the only audible sound. Each held their breaths as they enjoyed the intensity of their climax, and finally a loud swoosh of air hissed over their clinched teeth as their breath escaped their lungs. They were spent, reduced too two glistening mounds of pulsing flesh as their bodies melted together. Soft sensual moans continued to escape their lips as they recovered from their pursuit of pleasure.

Needless to say this was the first of many such encounters, but little did the King's know that it would also set the stage... For them to accept additional life changing events.

* * * * * Thanks for choosing to read my story. If you enjoyed it, perhaps you would be so generous to share your comments, publicly or privately. Conversely, if you found fault, grammatically or otherwise, please feel free to share your critique by sending me a private ES Message. Either way, I gratefully appreciate your efforts.

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