An Evening To Remember 15

MY STORY:

We were at a holiday party at our friends' house. It had been a crowded event, with over twenty people there. My wife Deb and I had gone separate ways during the party. I went looking for her but couldn't find her. I settled in the basement rec room. Upstairs, our hosts, Frank and Willa were cleaning up and just about everyone was gone.

I was groggy from an evening of drinking after a long day at work, drifting in and out, sitting in a lounge chair about twenty feet away. I noticed that Deb was on the couch talking quietly with some guy that I didn't know. They were sitting very close to each other, with their hands resting on each other's arms. He leaned forward and gave her a soft kiss. It was dark and I wasn't sure they even knew I was there. I could tell that Deb was high too. She seemed groggy and her head was bobbing around.

When the guy reached over and started to rub her sweater over her breast, I didn't say anything. It was like a dream. I even nodded off. The next thing I noticed was that they were kissing again. At first it was just casual, but then he put his arms around her and pulled her close. Their kissing became more passionate. I wondered who this guy was. Deb sure seemed to be attracted to him. Their lips were locked and it was obvious that both of them were aroused. Still, I was surprised when I saw his hand slide up under her sweater and rest on her bra-covered breast; she didn't resist. I could see his hand fondling her under her sweater. His next move was to unhook her bra. With one hand on her tit, the other hand slid up her back and I could tell he had freed her boobs. He now had a hand on one of her bare tits. In response to his prompting, she raised her arms to help him remove her sweater, blouse and bra together. It was a bit of a shock to see my wife's pretty breasts exposed. Deb's nice C-cups jiggled with her movements and I could see that her nipples were hard. I didn't know the man who was now fondling and kissing her bare tits. She leaned back on the couch and helped him pull his shirts over his head. Their bare chests were together with their arms around each other as the man kissed her and slid his hand under her butt.

Seeing her naked from the waist up, with her bare chest pressed into him was erotic and I realized that I was developing a hard-on, despite my drunkenness. Perhaps I should've been pissed, but my mind was muddled from an evening of drinking and I hadn't fully grasped what was happening. Seeing Deb partially or fully naked really turns-me-on. My dick responds every time I see those wonderful tits of hers. Watching her with this stranger was like an R-rated movie, with Deb as the star.

My wife reclined and the man moved up so his hips were between her opened thighs. While nuzzling her tits, he was also rubbing her ass through her skirt. His hands went under her clothing, holding her knee, then rubbing her inner thighs, getting higher and higher. Deb was reacting to his advances. I could see her familiar responses; clearly, she was enjoying what he was doing. I wondered how far this was going to go. Soon, with her skirt bunched up around her waist, I could see that his hand was under her panties and he was rubbing the tender skin of her ass. His mouth went to her breasts and she pulled him close to her chest. She shuddered a little as his hand moved around to the front and worked its way into her crotch. He backed off, then lifted her legs up in the air. I saw him pull her panties up and off her feet. My wife's bare legs and hips were exposed, clearly revealing that she was naked except for the skirt which was rumpled and not covering anything. Her bare feet dangled in the air. He put his hand back into her crotch, feeling around her naked pussy. I could tell he had his fingers inside her and soon, his hand was moving with a constant rhythm.

I was just watching. I began to rub my cock through my pants. It was erotic watching her. In my foggy state, it now was like a porno movie, starring my wife. I noticed another couple across the room, watching. They were entangled with each other and were obviously engaged in sexual activity themselves.

The stranger with my wife stood up and dropped his pants to his knees. His hard cock spring free and bounced as he moved back between Deb's legs. I leaned forward to watch, trying to ascertain if his dick was bigger than mine and realizing that the man was about to put his cock in my wife. He settled in and aimed his prick as my wife's waiting pussy. When he pushed forward, I knew that his cock was inside her. She moved her hips in response to his thrusts. I got my cock out and was rubbing myself while I sat there watching this stranger fuck my wife. They kissed while he pumped in and out. It was no quickie. His ass was raising and lowering; they were kissing and their hands were all-over each other. They were doing some serious screwing. Finally, I saw him tense-up and stop moving his hips. Their foreheads touched. He let out a sigh while he erupted into my wife's hungry cunt. She sighed too. She held him tight against her naked body while he finished emptying into her.

After a minute, their orgasms subsided. He gave her a deep kiss and got up. His deflated dick was shiny with my wife's juices. He pulled up his pants, kissed her and thanked her. He held her panties for her to see, then put them in his pocket, a souvenir of his conquest.

A few moments after he left, Deb looked over at me and said "Come fuck me babe. I need more." She asked, "Want some sloppy seconds?"

I walked over, stripped off my shirt and pants and mounted her. I'd never had sloppy seconds from my wife or any other woman. I slid between her smooth, bare legs. She wrapped them around me and pulled me into her. I felt her previous visitor's cum sloshing around my prick while it moved inside her very warm and sloppy vagina. The idea of fucking my wife after another guy had done her was a real turn-on. We kissed, making love. I felt her come and she squeezed my cock with her insides. I came. I shot a big load into her, her second in an hour. I was exhausted. She held me, two naked lovers, lying on the couch in our friends' basement.

As I nodded off, I wondered who the guy was who had just fucked my wife.

HER SIDE OF THE STORY:

Mike has told you what he saw and it is accurate. Mike was off talking with others and disappeared for a while. I talked with a number of people and was really enjoying the party.

I'd just met this guy, never seen him before. We were talking during the evening and he was very interesting, charming even. As I drank more wine, I found him to be more and more enchanting.

Some of the gossip that had been going around between my friends was titillating. A few of the wives were talking about someone who was fooling around on her husband. It sounded dirty, but sexy. I wondered what it would be like to have an affair. It was only a fantasy that I'd never think of doing, but the idea of fucking someone other than Mike was, as I said, titillating. It made me tingle in my pussy.

I didn't even know the guy's name, or maybe I just forgot it. I got into another group conversation and he focused on me, looking into my eyes. He began to tell me of the places he'd been with emphasis on some romantic spots where he'd made love to a woman. I knew he was coming on to me. At first, I was amused. Did this guy think he could get me, a married woman, who he'd just met, in bed. I played along, wanting to hear his line of bullshit to see what he said to get women to spread their legs for him.

I took a break to go to the bathroom and looked around for my husband, but I couldn't find him. I found myself talking to the stranger again. I'd had more wine, was feeling abandoned, so I listened while he fed me a line about how older women were better lovers because they were experienced and knew how to enjoy different things. I laughed at his blatant play for me. It was mildly arousing to hear him describe a number of different places he'd made love, some of them public where there was a danger of being seen. He talked about how he liked to go down on women and give them pleasure with his tongue. He talked about three-ways with another man and with another woman. Hearing his tales infused with the eroticism of him enticing married women into bed was getting to me. He was sitting beside me, rubbing my legs and shoulders and had a look in his eyes that was seductive; and I'd been drinking. I could feel the wetness in my crotch.

He asked me to go down to the basement where it was quieter and we could talk. I noticed my husband, who seemed to be passed out in a chair. He had ignored me all night and this enchanting gentleman was focused just on me. He made me feel like I was the only one in the room. It felt good to be treated like I was desirable many years after my youth. He was clearly trying to seduce me and I was vulnerable. We sat on the couch, across the room from Mike and another couple. I knew the couple, they were married, but not to each other and were really engaged in some heavy necking. That added to my stimulation from the sexually charged mood.

The charming man continued to compliment me on my eyes and my mouth, which led to him kissing me. I wanted to let my husband see him kiss me, maybe get a little jealous after ignoring me all evening.

My new friend liked my breasts and fondled them. He reached under my sweater and blouse and held my one breast in his hand. My nipple was hard and he was tweaking it with his fingers while his tongue was in my mouth and his other hand roamed over my back.

He asked me to let him see my boobs. I saw Mike just sitting there, so I helped my friend strip me so I was naked from the waist up. He kept talking and I continued to yield to his efforts. Soon, he was rubbing my thighs, and moved his hand under my panties onto my bare ass. I'd lost my focus on my husband and was yielding to the pleasure being provided by this new lover. He had his hands in my panties and I was coming. He asked me to take off my panties and I helped him.

Then he was between my legs, entering me and making me feel so desirable. His cock felt different inside my vagina. The eroticism of having a different man on top of me, feeling his prick moving inside, overwhelmed me and I began to come.

I looked over and saw my husband playing with his cock while he watched me get fucked by another man. That fit in with the fantasies we'd had. Having Mike see me fuck another man was our best fantasy when we were in bed. Now, I was actually doing it. That made me come even harder when the stranger shot his semen in my pussy. The warm fluid coursed through my inner channels while I came down from my own orgasm.

When the guy finished, he kissed me and thanked me. He put my panties in his pocket "to remember" me. He left. He'd gotten what he wanted. I looked over at Mike and I wanted him more than ever.

Mike came over and fucked me after the stranger had filled my womb with his semen.

I dozed off with the semen of two men inside me. It stroked my ego to know that at my age, men still wanted me.

MY SIDE AGAIN:

Yes, it really turned me on, watching my wife get laid by another man. She'd always been reserved in public. She would fuck me silly when we were alone, but would be just a shy little wife when we were with others. We had swapped with her sister and husband a few years earlier. With her sister being family, I guess it relaxed Deb enough to do it. Seeing her with this guy in the basement, though, was very different. She was coming with another man inside her in someone else's house while other people were nearby. I was so hard when I put my dick in her sloppy cunt that I came pretty quickly.

HER SIDE:

He should tell you where he was when I was looking for him earlier. He can tell you how he got lipstick on his pecker.

MY SIDE AGAIN:

Well, yes. I had a unique opportunity that I couldn't pass up. The hostess, Willa and I had flirted off and on over the years. It was Christmas, we were all feeling good and she decided to give me a present.

I had to piss and went into the hallway where the bathroom was located. The door was locked, someone was in there. I was anxiously waiting when Willa came down the hall and said, "There's a bathroom off our bedroom, you can use that."

I followed her into her and Frank's bedroom. She was doing something to her makeup while I relieved my bladder in their bath. Seeing the clear glass shower curtain gave me erotic thoughts of watching Willa naked in the shower. My dick was aroused a little.

I came out and Willa was sitting on their bed. She motioned for me to come over to her. When I did, she reached for my belt and put her hand on my cock through my pants. She unzipped my fly and undid the button on my trousers and just-like-that, my cock was in her hand. I didn't say a word, thinking that if I did, I'd wake-up from a dream.

It was no dream. She looked up at me and said, "Merry Christmas", then she put her mouth over my cock and pressed her lips around the circumference of my manhood. My cock was bone-hard by this time. She did some unusual things. She bit lightly on my cock and swirled her tongue around it. With my balls in her hand, she pushed her head onto my cock and I could feel it slide into the back of her mouth, into her throat. My wife can give good head, but this was really special. Willa had sexy thin lips with pink lipstick, a cute thin nose. Her hair was long but was tied up. She wore elegant-looking Christmas earrings and was in a long, red, satin party dress. I rubbed her neck as she sucked my cock. It was a very special Christmas present. It felt so good. She sucked and it didn't take me very long to come in her mouth.

I zipped my fly and recovered my senses, preparing to return to the party.

But she said, "Don't you have a Christmas present for me?"

I knew what she meant when she slid back on the bed and pulled her dress up over her thighs. She had dark red and white Christmas panties covering her pussy. I quickly knelt between her thighs and pulled her panties down her legs.

Her pussy was gorgeous. I had lusted after Willa, never thinking I'd have a chance and adhering with my vows of faithfulness to my wife. I remembered the old saying, "Eatin' ain't cheatin'" and resolved that spending some time between Willa's legs would only be the polite thing to do for the party hostess.

She didn't shave her cunt. Her dark curly hair covered her labia and her mound. Her pink vulva was quite inviting. I put my mouth on her gash and licked her slit. She was already wet, but continued to emit her juices into my mouth. I loved the taste of her pussy. I thought I tasted a bit of nutmeg; a Christmas treat. She held my head in her crotch while I swirled my tongue inside her vagina. I tried to get my tongue as deeply inside her as I could. I wanted to lick the entire depth of her channel.

While my face was buried in Willa's cunt, I heard a voice.

"Dear we have guests. We need to put out some more hors-de-oeuvres." It was her husband, Frank. He'd walked into the bedroom to see his wife getting her pussy eaten by me and was only worried about putting out more snacks. I realized there was more to this couple that I had ever imagined.

Willa said, "I'll be there in a minute."

Having been caught by her husband put her over the edge. She pulled my face into her cunt and gushed her juices all over my face. I swallowed what I could while she jerked uncontrollably, experiencing a mind-blowing orgasm.

After giving her a few licks while she recovered her self-control, I stood, taking a final look at her hairy crotch. I wondered what were the implications of having been caught by her husband.

She just gave me a peck on the lips. She said, "Thank you." Then she added, "You better wash your face before your wife smells my pussy on you."

I went into the bathroom and put some water on my face. Then I returned to her party, went downstairs, and you know what I saw.

HER STORY AGAIN:

My loving husband didn't do a good job of washing his face. I could smell another woman's cunt on his face. I didn't care, since I'd just let a stranger fuck me.

Well, it was two a.m. and time to go home. We could've stayed there, but we hadn't brought anything for an overnight stay. Mike and I were both drunk. Mike was going to drive, but Willa said he was too drunk and asked her husband, Frank to drive us home. We could pick up our car in the morning (I could drive us over in my car to get Mike's). I put on my sweater, leaving my blouse and bra in the basement.

We went out into the cold air and with Mike being so drunk, we dumped him on the backseat while I sat up front with Frank.

It was a half-hour drive and we made small talk on the way. I asked Frank who the stranger was. I didn't tell him the guy had fucked me, but he knew.

He said, "He's a guy I work with."

I noted, "He says he's in plumbing supplies."

Frank laughed and said, "That's true. He'll work on your plumbing if you let him."

I just giggled.

Frank said, "I saw you talking to him and then when he came out of the basement, he had a shit-eating-grin on his face. He showed me a pair of panties. He did you, didn't he?"

I laughed, uninhibited after a night of drinking and fucking. I lifted my skirt and showed Frank my naked pussy, "What do you think?" I asked him.

He said, "That's what he does. He likes to fuck women, particularly married women."

"Why did you invite him."

Frank said, "Well, he's been to other parties and has behaved himself. He's a close friend I've known since college."

I thought for a moment and asked, "Has he fucked Willa?"

Frank said, "Don't tell anyone."

"He has?"

"A few times. Willa likes a little variety."

"I see."

He asked me, "Did Mike tell you about me catching him eating my wife's pussy this evening?"

I laughed, "I thought his face smelled like pussy. Now I know who he was with. Did her fuck her?"

Frank said, "No, they just gave each other head. Willa's wanted to try him for a long time."

I had to ask, "Have they done anything before?"

He said, "Nope. Just tonight."

"Are you guys, swingers?"

"Not really, but we have shared and swapped."

I wondered, "So do you expect something from me since Mike and Willa have become friends."

Frank said, "No. No obligations, but I sure would like to get some of what my friend got tonight."

I lifted my sweater and pulled his hand onto my chest, letting him feel my tits. We arrived at our house a few minutes later.

We had to carry Mike into the house, but he was waking up. I invited Frank for a cup of coffee before he went home. He had to piss too.

As soon as we got Mike into the bed, I pulled my sweater over my head. It was itchy. My breasts swung free and Frank got a good look at them. I was teasing him by stripping in front of him. I turned away from him when I dropped my skirt. He had a nice view of my bare ass. I put a nightgown on, but it wasn't there for long. As soon as we were in the living room, Frank pulled me toward him and kissed me. His hands went to my bare butt and squeezed my ass cheeks. He pulled my nighty over my head and I was nude. I pulled his shirt over his heard and helped him out of his pants. Somehow, we found ourselves on the living room floor. I was on my hands and knees and felt Frank's penis push between my legs and slide right into my dripping vagina. I reflected on my evening; this was the third cock to be inside me in the space of an hour.

Then Mike found us.

MY STORY AGAIN:

I was drunk but awake enough to hear my wife talking to Frank in the front seat. I was aware enough to get another hard on. I was overwhelmed by my wife's wild ways. She was talking with Frank about fucking his friend and had learned about my adventures with Willa from him, instead of me. I was going to tell her everything, honest!