Samantha from Lady to Slut

Samantha’s Night Out


The excitement had been building for weeks. Samantha knew something was in the wind but she didn’t know what. Nervously she dressed for an evening out. Her husband had told her that it was a special treat but he would tell her nothing more even though she pleaded, threatened, cajoled, and tried to bargain with him.

At last Samantha was ready. She had chosen a short, halter-style black dress which revealed her ample cleavage and showcased her shapely calves and thighs. Her copper tresses fell softly to her shoulders and bounced as she walked. She was a striking sight as she walked out the front door to the waiting limousine. Her husband watched with pride as the filmy black fabric rode high on her thighs when she slipped into the back seat and he took his place beside her.

After a brief stop for dinner the limousine headed out of town and turned onto a narrow lane which wound through the woods. About ten minutes later they arrived at a large iron gate which guarded the opening in a high stone wall. The driveway beyond was softly lit and lined on either side by meticulously maintained gardens. After gaining access through the gate they proceeded up the driveway and arrived at the entrance to a grand mansion that was brightly lit. Samantha could hear music and voices inside as she exited the car, but just as she and her husband reached the entrance he stopped her and produced a black silk scarf with which he proceeded to blindfold her; she hadn’t expected this and it added to both her apprehension and her excitement.

Taking Samantha by her arm, her husband led her through the door, across the atrium, and into the Great Room directly across from the main door. With her eyes tightly covered she could only guess at her surroundings by the clues derived from her remaining senses. The floor of the atrium was hard, probably stone. It felt rough and porous like travertine rather than smooth like granite or marble. When they stepped into the Great Room Samantha almost stumbled because her stiletto heels sunk deep into a heavily padded and carpeted floor. From the voices she could tell that there were perhaps a dozen others there to greet her, both male and female, but she didn’t immediately recognize any of the voices. Perhaps because she couldn’t see anything, her sense of smell seemed to be especially keen. She caught the fragrance of fresh flowers, candles, both scented and plain, various colognes and perfumes, and even the faint but distinctly sweet and pungent odor of marijuana. The room was warm and the scent of clean, fresh sweat was also evident in the bouquet of aromas that she was trying to sort out in her mind.

As Samantha was taking this in she felt someone approach her and then a feminine hand touched her face. She caught her breath as soft lips pressed to hers and an insistent tongue parted her lips to sensuously explore her mouth. This kiss seemed vaguely familiar but she couldn’t yet identify who it was that was kissing her. Soft hands swept across her back and lightly around her full hips, lingering briefly at the hem of her short dress. The hands continued up her waist to cup and firmly squeeze her full breasts. Samantha could feel her nipples hardening as those wonderful hands continue to fondle, caress, and explore. After this brief, but very passionate embrace, Samantha felt the neckline of her halter dress fall away to expose her very aroused breasts. Then the other person, Samantha still had no idea who she was, knelt and began to tug her dress over her full hips until it fluttered to the floor around her feet. She caught her breath at being so suddenly exposed, standing clad only in a tiny black string thong. Her lover was kneading the flesh of her ass while kissing her thighs and nuzzling her fragrant and obviously aroused pussy mound.

All this time no one else had made a sound, it was almost as if Samantha and her unknown lover were alone in the room. Suddenly the unknown paramour stood, took Samantha’s hand and placed it on her breasts. They were soft yet firm and on the small side with long sensitive nipples that hardened at Samantha’s touch. Then her lover pushed her hand down, across the wiry curls to her sex. Samantha gasped as she instantly recognized her lover. Tearing her blindfold off, she held Sandra close and kissed her passionately while playfully tugging at her obviously male sexual endowments. Sandra was a ‘shemale’ and obviously relished her exotic sexual nature. She was very feminine with a soft, sultry voice, smooth skin and almond shaped hazel eyes. She was in every appearance female except for her cock and balls which she seemed to flaunt with pride. She was uncircumcised and clean shaven and as out of place it all seemed to be, she appeared totally natural and at ease. The sensual kisses and petting of the previous few minutes had aroused her and her cock was beginning to swell with excitement.

Samantha, now able to see, looked around the room and recognized some of the people present. There was, of course, her husband. She also recognized Justine, her first lesbian lover, Francesco and his enormous ten inches of man-meat. Also present were Marco, Samantha’s first lover along with David, his wife Julie, and Michele and Anna, regular swinging partners of Samantha and her husband. In addition to these close friends there were also some that she hadn’t met. Sara was a delicate Asian beauty with olive skin, black almond eyes, soft black hair and delicate breasts that fairly begged to be fondled. Also in the room were Andre and Robert, both young men, strong and fit with above average male ‘assets.’ Samantha would soon be very well acquainted with both of them.

With the ice broken the others in the room began to interact. Francesco approached and kissed Samantha deeply while Sandra, having removed Samantha’s thong, was kissing her wet slit, and flicking her wicked tongue across Samantha’s swollen clit. Francesco’s cock was enormous and fully erect as Samantha stroked it slowly back and forth. From time to time Sandra would lasciviously run her tongue over the head and around the wrist sized shaft; it was far too large to fit in her mouth. Robert moved in behind Samantha and let his rigid cock slip between her thighs and rub her slit while he reached around and fondled her ample tits and teased her nipples. His cock was a good 8′ but somewhat slender. His strong arms made Samantha feel secure in his grasp. Sandra was now alternating among the three of them while she reached down to stroke her own cock.

After a few minutes, Sandra moved away from the little group to mingle with the others while Francesco and Robert continued to sandwich Samantha. Robert laid back and motioned Samantha to join him.