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This is a revised version of the story that I published on Smashword starting back in 2014. It is rewritten with much-added material. However, I did have to age up some of the characters so no one is underage in this version.

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Monday, June 17th, 2013 – Anastasia Milburn – South Hill, WA

The doorbell rang. My heart beat with excitement. I sat naked in Madelaine’s living room, eager for the first meeting of the Naked Jogging Club of the week. We didn’t meet yesterday, since it was Sunday, and I was eager to get jogging with Mark and show off my sexy body to all who passed us.

But mostly I was eager for the post-jog orgy. Nothing like getting hot and sweaty with five other women and the sexiest man alive—Mark Glassner. Me made me wet just thinking about him. I was a happily married woman, but in the mornings, I was Mark’s jogging slut.

Madeleine stood up naked. She was a sexy divorcee that lived across the street from me and next to Mark’s house. Her curvy as swayed as she walked to the door, her brown hair falling about her shoulders.

“Hey, y’all,” she drawled, opening the door on Belinda and her daughter Cassie.

“Hi, Mrs. Rowe,” Cassie giggled, bounding on the heels of her feet and making her small breasts jiggle. Her honey-brown hair was swept back into a cute ponytail. She gave Madeleine hug and a passionate kiss, the eighteen year old’s body pressed to tight against the older woman’s.

“Sugar,” Madeleine greeted.

Cassie bounded into the house, full of energy, allowing her equally sexy mother to exchange a passionate kiss with Madeleine. Cassie stopped before me and I smiled at her shaved-bare pussy dripping with her excitement.

“Hi, Mrs. Milburn,” she smiled before bending down and kissing me on the lips. I moaned into the young woman’s mouth and savored her tongue flicking across my lips. “Mmm, what a lovely morning.”

“Yes, indeed,” Belinda smiled. She was an older version of her daughter, still gorgeous, but matured and ripened. Cassie had a promising future ahead of her with that MILF for a mother. Belinda gave me an equally passionate kiss before mother and daughter cuddled on the couch and shared smooches.

Incest was something Mark had taught us to embrace. It was hot watching mother and daughter lock lips, their near identical faces merging. I knew that the naughty pair had seduced Oscar, Belinda’s husband and Cassie’s father—they were his sluts at home.

I had learned the joy of being Stan’s slut in the evening.

Issy showed up before Madeline closed the door, the other eighteen year old in the group bounding in. She waved at us and beamed at the incestuous sight. Issy’s hair was a remarkable shade of green framing her heart-shaped face. She had a toned body of a runner and stretched before me, flashing off her shaved pussy.

She was quite proud of her bare snatch. Her mother had shaved her before her first Naked Jogging Club meeting.

Vertise was the last to arrive. The gorgeous, Black woman sauntered in naked. Her skin was the color of creamy coffee, and it made her round breasts and curvy ass so delicious to look at. She was the newest member, recruited during our last meeting.

“I thought I would be the last one here,” Vertise said as she sauntered to me. “Hey, Anastasia.”

“Hey, sexy,” I smiled, pressing my thighs tight. My pussy was on fire. I was ready to bare all to the world.

Vertise plopped herself on my lap. She shifted, rubbing that great rear on my legs, then kissed me hard. It was aggressive, her tongue thrusting into the depths of my mouth. I groaned and shuddered, our tongues fencing.

She was a great addition to the club.

I was getting into kissing Vertise, my hand groping her body, when the front door banged open and Mark Glassner stepped in naked, his cock thrusting hard before him. His blue eyes scanned the room. He was getting in better shape every day. Behind him, a black-haired young woman entered. They looked similiar, like she could be his sister.

Mark sighed in disappointment. “I guess I was wrong, Antsy.”

“Yeah, I can see that, big bro.” Her face sneered at us.

“No club today, you can all go home,” Mark said, his words shivering through me. “I’m just going to fuck Antsy here for my exercise.” And then he and the girl rushed up the stairs. In moments, Madeleine’s bed creaked and Mark’s sister let out a loud moan. They were already fucking hard.

“I guess we go home, huh, Anastasia?” Vertise asked me, disappointment on her face. She slipped off my lap.

I shrugged. “It’s what Mark wants, cupcake. I guess I’ll go wake Stan up and see if he wants to fuck. God, I’m so horny.”

“Ohh, can I come, Mrs. Milburn?” Issy asked. “Your husband is so handsome.”

“Oh, you little slut, have you been eying my man?” I demanded playfully.

“I’ve rubbed a few out thinking about him,” Issy answered with a coquettish grin on her face.

“All right, let’s go,” I said, grabbing the girl’s hand. “You better be thankful I’m sharing my man with you.”

“Oh, I’ll be very appreciative,” Issy said, then made a V with her fingers, put them against her lips, and waggled her tongue between her fingers.

A hot shudder rippled out of my cunt.

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Tuesday, June 18, 2013 – Madeleine Rowe

“It’s eight. He’s not showing up,” Belinda pouted. “And I need to go and get ready for work.”

Disappointment painted all our faces. I felt like a puppy that just had her favorite chew toy taken away. We didn’t jog yesterday, and now Mark had stood us up. We were here, naked and ready for the morning jog, but he couldn’t be bothered to even tell us he wasn’t coming.

No. I couldn’t be mad. We served him.

“Yeah, me too,” I sighed, not wanting to go to work when I was so horny. My cooter itched for some action, and, unlike the other ladies, I didn’t have a man at home to be a slut for. None of us had even fooled around with each other this morning. We were all too anxious too full around while we waited on Mark to show up.

Vertise gave me a hug, and I groped her booty. She asked, “Tomorrow, then?”

“Of course, sugar,” I told Vertise. “We’re Mark’s sluts. We need to be ready for when he needs us. Right?”

“Yep, we’ll be here every morning until he says he doesn’t want us,” Issy piped in.

Cassie and Belinda nodded, mother and daughter were cuddling on the couch. “That’s just what a good slut would do,” Belinda added.

“Ooh, I’m glad I don’t have school. I’m going to spend the day masturbating.” Issy had a huge grin on her face.

“I’ll join you,” Cassie said, breaking from her mother and racing after Issy. “We can rub each other’s pussies.”

“And lick each other?” Issy asked, a huge grin on her face.

“Of course.”

“God, I hope Mark shows up tomorrow,” I sighed. “My poor little cooter needs a nice dick up inside it.”

“Come over after work,” Anastasia smiled. “You can be a slut with me for Stan. He loved it when Issy came over yesterday and I’ve seen him eye your hot body before.”

“Thanks, sugar.”

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Wednesday, June 19, 2013 – Belinda Blackwood

I parked my Prius in Madeleine’s driveway. My daughter Cassie and I got out of the car. We were wearing loose clothing with no underwear underneath, and the moment we got out, we pulled the clothes off. The morning air felt great on my naked body, the rising sun warming the air. Cassie looked beautiful painted in the dawn light. I couldn’t help myself. I hugged her, rubbing my big breasts against her perky tits, and kissed her pouty lips. I slipped a little tongue into my daughter-slut’s mouth.

“Do you think he’s coming today, Mom?” Cassie asked after I broke the kiss.

“Hopefully, baby girl,” I told her. Arm-in-arm we walked up to the door.

We were the last sluts to arrive. Vertise was there, cuddling with Anastasia on the chair while Madeleine had cute little Issy sitting on her lap. Everyone leaped to their feet when we entered, and then hope disappeared from their faces when they saw us.

“Sorry,” I said, pulling Cassie down onto the couch with me.

“What’s up with all the media outside?” Cassie asked as she shifted on my lap. I did love my daughter-slut firm ass on my lap. I felt so close to my daughter these days. “It was a zoo out there.”

“There was something about Mark on the news last night,” Anastasia said. “Something to do with the FBI that raided his house last week. Apparently, there was an orgy at his house with all those sexy sluts living with him.”

Cassie’s eyes widened. “Wait, the FBI raided his house? Cool!”

“The news says he robbed some banks and bribed the FBI,” Madeleine replied. “Using sex and all. Makes me so wet.”

“I thought he was innocent?” I asked. “Didn’t the FBI say that?”

“Well know the news says that Mark bribed those cops with sex, so maybe that FBI agent was lying.” Anastasia grinned. “Doesn’t it make you hot knowing he’s a bank robber and maybe a terrorist.”

“Yes,” I moaned.

“It really doesn’t matter,” Vertise said. “We’re his jogging sluts. Right, ladies?”

“Right,” I moaned. “But it is so sexy. Mark can do anything.” I was his jogging slut. My cunt was wet for his cock. Between six and eight AM, I was Mark’s. He could do what he wanted with me. Even if all he wanted was too ignore me.

So I waited, as hopeful and anxious as the other ladies.

And we waited, our eyes focused on the clock. Time seemed to slow to an agonizing crawl. It was 6:11 now, Mark was already late. Frustration welled inside me, but I forced that down. We were Mark’s sluts. We served him, not the other way around.

Nearing 6:30, we heard crunching sounds from outside. Everyone perked up as the noise turned into footsteps approaching the door. Someone walked on the gravel path to the front door. My heart hammered with excitement, and my pussy grew wet with desire. The doorknob turned and everyone in the living room held their breath in anticipation.

Mark entered, naked, his arm around a pretty, young woman, his cock hard and swinging as he walked. She wasn’t the same girl from Monday. I had seen her on the news. Mary, his lover. She had auburn hair gathered in a ponytail and perky breasts covered in freckles. Her pubic hair had been shaved, save for a fiery heart above her slit. She smiled happily, her green eyes twinkling with love as she gazed at Mark.

“Mark!” I gasped. “You’re here.”

“Yeah, sorry,” he apologized, looking sheepish. “I haven’t been myself the last few days.”

Mary laughed and squeezed him tightly, a fond look on her face. “That’s an understatement.”

Mark caressed Mary’s cheek tenderly, lovingly. He really cared for her. She wasn’t a slut like the rest of us. What a lucky woman. They shared a brief, tender kiss before Mark turned his eyes back on us, a huge, boyish smile on his lips.

He was so energetic.

“Hi ladies. So some of you know Mary. But for the rest, she’s my fiancee, and she has decided to join us today. You are all going to be just as slutty for Mary as you are for me.”

“Of course we are,” I said as Mark’s words spoke in my soul. I stood and gave Mary a big hug. “She’s your fiancee. We would love to be her jogging sluts.”

“Thanks,” Mary said before she squeezed my ass and kissed me on the lips. I savored her kiss. She was so gorgeous, and her lips would feel amazing on my cunt.

I turned to Mark and he pulled me close, both his hands kneading my ass as we shared a kiss. His cock was so hard against my stomach. He made me so wet. I shuddered and writhed my hips together. I couldn’t wait for the post jog orgy.

After all the jogging sluts kissed both Mark and Mary, Mark slapped my ass. “Well, let’s get going, sluts!”

“Yes,” I cheered.

I happily jogged up the street, Cassie on one side of me, Vertise on the other. Madeleine, Anastasia, and Issy followed behind us, and lastly, Mark and Mary brought up the rear so they could watch our shapely asses as we jogged.

“I see why you like doing this so much,” Mary laughed. “It’s quite the motivation, all these fine asses shaking in front of you.”

Joy surged inside me. I was Mark and Mary’s jogging slut, my ass, my cunt, was their motivation. I was just so happy that they were enjoying the view. We reached busy Shaw Road. Car horns honked. I held my head high. My daughter and I were sexy enough to be Mark’s jogging sluts.

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Vertise Webster

My pussy dripped as I jogged down the street. I could feel Mark and Mary’s eyes on my ass as I jogged before them. My breasts and butt-cheeks jiggled with every step. The cars driving down the road honked at us and people, who knew we jogged naked, cheered us on. Many were women, holding signs begging to join the club.

They even flashed their tits at Mark.

My pussy was so wet. Mark didn’t choose any of them. He had the sluts of his naked jogging club. He didn’t need those other women. I was one of his chosen. My husband was so proud for me that I had been chosen.

I didn’t know how Mark did it, but he would change the world I was apart of it.

My asshole itched. I hoped he fucked my ass again. It was so hot when he did it last time. My juices dripped down my thighs. I was almost gushing on the return trip. They trickled past my knees and down my calves.

I almost came as we neared the housing development. Some of the media were still there. They didn’t film us, but they watched us. Two of the reporters, an African-American and a White woman, both smiled and waved.

I knew the twinkle in their eyes—they had been claimed by Mark, too.

Mark’s bodyguard made sure we could reenter the neighborhood. We were on the final stretch. We rounded the bend on the road and sighted Madelaine’s house. A hot, filthy, orgasmic orgy was about to take place.

“Hi, Issy.” An older woman waved as we passed. She carried a kitchen garbage bag to the larger can on the curb.

“Hey, Mom,” Issy waved back.

“You’re doing so good,” gushed her mother. “You’re father and I are so proud of you. Make sure you satiate Mark and Mary.”

“I will.”

We all would.

“Oh, thank god,” panted Mary as we jogged up to Madeleine’s house. “I thought I would die.”

“You did good,” Mark praised his fiance.

“I didn’t know you were in that good of shape.” She held her side. “Oh, damn, that’s too much. Though it is nice looking at their asses.”

“And now we get to enjoy them.” Mark reached out and grabbed mine.

“Are you going to fuck my ass?” I groaned as his finger dipped into my crack and brushed my sphincter.

“What do you think, slut?” asked Mary.

“That I am about to have my ass pounded hard,” I moaned.

Mary smacked my ass. “You do have a gorgeous ass. I love it. Mmm, I’m going to lick you and get you all nice and ready for my horny stallion.”

I shuddered in absolute delight.

The club spilled into the living room, breaking off into groups. Cassie and her mother attacked Issy, devouring the young woman’s small tits. Madelaine and Anastasia fell into a hot sixty nine. And I was pushed down on my hands and knees by Mary.

“Yes,” I purred in delight as her ivory fingers pried apart my light-brown butt-cheeks. I watched over my shoulder as she buried her face between the cheeks of my ass and tongued me. “Oh, that’s so wonderful. Thank you.”

“She’s a generous, loving woman,” Mark grinned. He grabbed my hair and turned my head. “You better get my cock nice and wet, slut.”

“Oh, yes,” I sighed before I sucked on his White shaft.

Mary’s tongue wiggled into my sphincter. She swirled it around. Her tongue fucked in and out of my depths. I groaned around Mark’s cock. Her fingers clenched my butt-cheeks as she tongued me hard and fast.

It was amazing.

My sphincter clenched about her probing tongue. I sucked harder on Mark’s cock. My tongue swirled about the crown as my hips wiggled. My pussy clenched over and over as Mary’s tongue probed deeper and deeper into my asshole, readying me for her fiance.

She was a generous woman. It was so sweet of her to make sure her man enjoyed my ass. Maybe I should find a woman for Ernard to enjoy with me. I could lick her ass and get her hot and ready. Maybe I should bring home Issy and give the young woman her first taste of Black cock.

My husband would love fucking the skinny, barely legal slut.

My orgasm burst through me at the thought. I groaned around Mark’s delicious cock. I sucked harder and harder as the pleasure washed through my body. My asshole spasmed as Mary’s tongue probed deep into its depths. Wonderful delight stirred through my body.

“Damn, she’s a hot-ass bitch, Mark,” Mary panted. “She came just from me eating her ass.”

“You’re just that good,” groaned Mark.

“Come and fuck her ass, Mark,” Mary purred. “I think I’ll enjoy that mother and daughter while you do.”

Mark ripped his cock from my mouth and moved behind me. His hands pried my butt-cheeks apart and, without even giving me a moment to get ready, he thrust his cock into my depths. I shuddered, loving how he just took me hard.

“Yes, yes, fuck my ass,” I gasped. “It’s yours. Oh, yes, your ass! Fuck it hard.”

“Slut,” growled Mark as he hammered my asshole.

His cock slammed deep into my depths. His dick was thick and throbbing. He stirred such hot pleasure through me. I shuddered as my tight bowels gripped his thrusting shaft. New pleasure rippled through me on the heels of my first orgasm.

I pushed my hips into his thrusts and savored the meaty slap of his balls cracking into my taint. My asshole clenched and relaxed on his cock. My back arched and my pussy spasmed. The heat burned inside of me.

“Fuck me!” I moaned as the pressure built in my depths. “Pound my ass. I love it. I love your cock up my ass.”

“Slut,” growled Mark. “I own your ass.”

“You do.” The words made me feel so hot. I was his property. “Use my ass. Fuck me and dump your cum in me. I want to feel it leaking out of my ass down to my cunt. Mmm, that would be so hot.”

“It would,” grunted Mark.

His hips plunged his shaft faster and faster into my hot depths. I groaned while my fingers dug into the carpet. The pressure swelled in me. The pleasure radiating out of my ass churned my pussy. Frothy juices trickled down my thighs.

My clit ached.

I shoved one hand between my thighs and frigged my clit. I drank in the new sensation as I fucked my hips back into Mark’s hard thrusts. I clenched my ass over and over around his thick shaft. Our flesh slapped loud together. I loved the noise. It spurred me to frig my clit. My sensitive nub ached.

“I’m gonna cum,” I gasped. “Oh, yes, fuck my ass, Mark. Ream it. I love it.”

“Milk my cock with your ass,” he ordered. “Cum on my dick, anal slut.”

“Yes!”

My orgasm sparked from my clit. It exploded out of my pussy. Juices squirted down my thighs. The pleasure traveled to my ass. My bowels spasmed about his thrusting cock. The friction joined the bliss, enhancing it and shooting it straight to my mind.

The pleasure consumed me. “Mark!”

I threw back my head as his cock kept thrusting over and over into my cumming ass. The juices flooding out my cunt drenched my hand frigging my clit. I held onto my climax for as long as I could. Mark’s thrusting dick helped, the friction keeping my bliss alive.

“You fucking slut!” growled Mark.

His cum erupted into my asshole. Thick, hot blasts flooded me. I drank it down. My bowels clenched and relaxed about it. I loved the hot flood gushing into my sex. He grunted as he buried his cock into me, spilling more of his cum inside of.

“That’s it, milk my cock with your ass, slut!” His hand cracked down on my ass. “What are you?”

“Your slut,” I moaned in pure delight as I savored the heat of his cum flooding me. He owned my ass every morning. “Yours, Mark. Thank you for choosing me.”

Mark grunted, then ripped his cock out of my ass. I turned around without needing any prompting. I was his slut. I knew what was next. I seized his cock with my hands and brought it to my lips. I sucked on the shaft sour with my ass. My cheeks hollowed as I cleaned his dick.

“That’s it, slut,” Mark grinned, his hand stroking my hair. “Damn, you are fucking amazing, Vertise. I love your ass.”

Joy beat inside my heart as cum leaked out of my ass. It trickled down my taint to my pussy, mixing with the juices that gushed out when I came. I let out a happy moan as I sucked more of his sour cock into my mouth.

I was so glad I was chosen to be a member of the Naked Jogging Club. I knew there would be such hot fun to come. I couldn’t wait to enjoy it.

“Who should I fuck next?” Mark wondered as I cleaned his cock.

I popped my mouth off his dick. “Whomever you want. We’re yours, Mark. In this house, you own our cunts.”

Mark grinned as I sucked his cock back into my mouth to finish cleaning him.

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