GBQ 5 (Her Fantasy)

By Richard Carlisle

Amy, from Wife Swap and Four for Dinner, returns. In this Stand-Alone story, she decides that she wants a piercing. One just like her friend, Pepper’s. It’s just that... She wants it to mean something special. In her research, she runs across a very interesting website. One that sparks a fantasy. She wants to become a GBQ, Queen of the Week. Her piercing, commemorating her gangbang.

Excited as she fantasizes more and more about her dream, she hits a snag as her husband, Bill refuses. Being a ‘swinger’ is one thing, sharing her escapades as he amuses himself with someone else’s wife. But, this? Just letting her go off for a weekend by herself? Sleeping with who knew how many strange and nameless men? Letting all of them use her, over and over? Her whole performance viewed by thousands of men over the internet?

Then, there was the whole piercing thing. Not just being there beside her, holding her hand lovingly, while the operation was performed. Oh, no! He wouldn’t even be allowed to be there. Amy, letting herself to be pierced right on camera, her legs spread wantonly for the audience.

But, Amy is persistent. She wants this, and women do have their ways... Journey along as Amy lives out her fantasy. Flying to LA and becoming the Gang Bang Queen website’s, Queen of the Week. Returning home to her husband, her body used and soiled. Permanently bearing the Mark of a Queen of the Week.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Richard Carlisle
• Release date: Jun 8, 2018
• ISBN: 9780463068892

Richard Carlisle

I love to read! Some of my favorite authors are people like Tess Gerritsen, Craig Johnson, Jefferson Bass, Dan Brown and Michael Crichton. Having spent a lot of years traveling around the country, my wife and I currently live in the Western United States. I try to bring the travels and experiences that we've enjoyed to light in my writing. Some of my stories are based on real life, some on fantasy. But, it is all intended to provide erotic enjoyment for you. You'll find that I like writing about sexy ladies, and their ability to wind us around their little finger! What a way to go! You'll find tales of cuckolding, swinging, multiple sexual partners and other erotic situations. Enjoy!

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GBQ

5

(Her Fantasy)

By Richard Carlisle

Copyright Richard Carlisle 2018

Published by Richard Carlisle at Smashwords

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The following is a work of fiction. Names, characters and places are solely based on the author’s imagination or are used fictionally. This book is intended for adult audiences only. It contains sexually explicit scenes and language that may be considered offensive by some readers. All sexually active characters in this work are 18 years of age or older and all acts of a sexual nature are consensual. Sexual acts depicted without the use of protection are strictly for the enjoyment of the reader. Please practice safe sex.

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Author’s Note

GBQ – 5 (Her Fantasy), is written as a stand-alone story. The primary characters, Amy and Bill, have been previously featured in Wife Swap and Four for Dinner. As always, I’ve tried to provide enough background information, so the new reader will fully understand the story. Although, as the author, I’d encourage you to read the other stories as well. It would provide a deeper understanding of the characters and how their fantasies developed over time.

As a crossover fifth entry in the GBQ Series, you will find a few continuing ancillary characters. But, again, there are enough clues to provide you with all the background that you need. So, sit back, relax and enjoy the ride, as Amy’s fantasy grows, and she elects to fulfill it…

Prologue

It was our last night in Vegas. I almost hated to see it end. It had been an unbelievably wild week, all of us staying in adjoining rooms at the MGM Grand, enjoying the sights and sounds of Sin City. Um… I’d been enjoying a few other things, too. Primarily, Tom, Dave and Jamal. Each one, a different night.

Tonight, was to be the night that we all returned to our own spouses. A return to normalcy after a swinging week. And, I do mean, ‘swinging!’ Bill and I are novices to the ‘lifestyle,’ this being only the third time we’ve ventured to expand our relationship since we were married. Come to think of it, all of us fit that bill.

It’s like this. There were four of us; Pepper, Dani, Cory and me, I’m Amy. And, we had all roomed together in college. We’d had this little off-campus place all to ourselves the last three years of school. Becoming great friends, we’d stayed in touch afterwards. We’re still close even after all these years, marriage and kids. Even our husbands, probably in an effort to survive, have become friends over the years. Anyway… Every year, we all take a vacation together. A chance to get away from it all and enjoy our friendship. Sort of reconnect with each other. Each time, exploring some new part of the country. Last year… Well… We’ve all been married for a long time, and you know how things can get a little ho hum between the sheets after several years of marriage? Yep, we were there. All of us. Anyway, Pepper came up with this brainstorm… Um, just so you know, we might have all been slightly inebriated at the time… That we should all swap husbands during our vacation.

Spice things up a little. You know? Each night, we’d sleep with a different man. Mmm… It spiced things up all right! Bill hasn’t been able to keep his hands off me since. It’s like we’re newlyweds again, or something. And, I can’t help but think about my friends in a whole different light, too. I don’t know, I just feel closer somehow, I guess. I wouldn’t have thought it possible, but I feel that way just the same. There is just something about sharing that kind of intimacy that makes you feel nearer. Not that I would ever consider leaving Bill, but it’s exciting to feel desired like that. Feeling all those different cocks inside me wasn’t bad, either.

Bill was watching me closely as I finished getting ready tonight. After all, tonight I was dressing for him. Ever since we’ve been swinging, he’s been so much more attentive. His eyes following every little move, as I put on makeup, or dabbed on perfume. I remember last year, that first night, I was nervous. I think we both were. But, it was like he was trying to memorize every little nuance of what I did. I’d gotten embarrassed when he saw me putting on my perfume. I dabbed some on my dark little landing strip. You know, like women do when they think somebody might just be paying attention down there? But, when I saw him watching me, realizing why I’d done it… I could see such pain in his eyes that night. There was a little bit of lust, too.

I think that pain in his eyes scared me more than anything else. I almost chickened out, right then. The two of us had held each other, talking quietly. Trying to resolve our fears. I’m not sure if we would have stopped what was going to happen or not, but right then there was a knock at the door. Our magic bubble seemed to burst, and the night took its course.

But, the next morning? When Bill rejoined me in our room after I’d spent the night with another man? OMG! Has your husband ever eaten you out after you’ve… I mean, my pussy was full of another man’s creamy seed! And, Bill just couldn’t seem to help himself. He started licking my slutty little pussy, and his tongue was pushing so deep inside of me. Cleaning me. It was one continuous orgasm. I swear, I couldn’t stop screaming, my body shaking like I was in an earthquake.

Anyway, tonight, I was dressing all for him. Time to return to my husband after sleeping with three other men this week. Last night, I’d been with Jamal. Cory’s husband, a hulking black man with a huge… Well, let’s just say he lived up to the BBC billing. Bill was going to have a lot to live up to. Not that I was worried, I loved my husband with all my heart. He was the father of my children, the rock that I always leaned on. Nothing, or anyone, could ever break that bond.

I’d gotten a mani-pedi down at the salon earlier, indulging myself. My little pinkies glistening right down to my ankle bracelet and toe ring. My pussy lips were silky smooth, and I was definitely looking forward to some of Bill’s oral talents later. My thoughts drifting erotically as I dabbed on my perfume. And, yes… I put some on