My wife and I are your typical average couple when it comes to life and lifestyle. We have two kids and enjoy family time and being together. With a young family it is tough to get as much "alone time" as we might like -- let alone time like we recently experienced when we were invited to some neighbors for a party.
The time I just referenced is not something that was planned or that has ever been planned -- let alone executed...until now. We have discussed bringing other partners into our bedroom but nothing has ever materialized, although I often masturbate to the thought of my wife being taken by other men or groups of men -- and she has shared with me that she enjoys the thought of being taken by more than one man and that she has fantasized about other women pleasing me when we are together.
I have written stories on the topic in the past and I have shared them with her to wonderful response -- but I had no idea what was to happen this cool January evening.
The scenario unfolded innocently enough. Driving through my neighborhood on a recent afternoon, I was flagged down by one of our friends, who I'll call Charles. We often stop on the street and small talk. This occasion was no different as we sat and chit-chatted about this and that until James mentioned that he and his wife, Emma, were going to be having a party that upcoming Saturday and asked me if my wife and I would like to attend, to which I responded, "we would love to."
I must tell you now that Emma is an absolute knockout -- a Mexican woman, who stands about five-two, weighing no more than 115 lbs., fit, trim and the owner of two of the nicest breasts ever. At the point of getting this invitation I had only seen them in a bathing suit at another neighborhood party last summer. To be honest, I was scoping her out big time at that party -- imagining what it would feel like to have her join my wife and I and massage her perfect breast and maybe stick my solid cock between them.
So after a few more minutes of small talk I got really lucky and Emma came out of their house to say hello -- something I ALWAYS enjoy and hope for when I am near their home because it gives me the opportunity to enjoy her beauty and hopefully cop a glance at her cleavage. As she approached she smiled and said with her sultry Latin accent "Hi there, how have you been? Did James invite you to the party?" "We're going to have a lot of grown-up fun." I didn't grasp this comment for what it was worth until much later, after the party. I just figured that she meant that no kids were allowed and that we would be partying and having a fun, kid-free, night...and boy did we.
Not immediately knowing the full meaning of Emma's comment I put no extra thought into the party and didn't even really think about it until Saturday came. We had arranged a sitter and the day came and went as usual, including the regular fondling and teasing my wife and I enjoy on a daily basis. I always love going upstairs when my wife is showering to get a nice eyeful of her tight body and help her wash her breasts and little body, as I call her pussy. This day was no different. When she announced she was going upstairs to shower, about five minutes later I made my way upstairs and stared at her for a couple of minutes through the steamy glass and my cock began to swell. Fully erect I went to the side she was using (we have a large shower with dual heads and room for a lot of fun) and opened the door to get an unobstructed view and to cop a feel. As I took in her 34D's I reached in and began massaging them together with a little soap. Her nipples became erect to my touch and she laid her head back into the water and I rubbed down her belly, circled a few times and continued south to where I was greeted by the swollen clit I love so much. It felt so good to circle her little button with my soapy left fingers and massage her left breast with my right hand. After a couple of minutes she spread her legs further apart by placing her right leg on the tile bench in front of her, which gave me access to penetrate her. As I slid one finger in she gasped, then two and she moaned. My left thumb was now on her clit gently pressing with two fingers inside her and my right hand firmly feeling her soapy breasts. Still gasping, still moaning my cock throbbed in my pants and I knew she would come any second. Then she moaned loudly and let out her telltale signal "I'm cumming, oh yes, I'm cumming" and she exhaled deeply in orgasm, her pussy pinching my fingers and her left hand coming up to on top of my right hand on her left breast pressing it tightly to her, as to fully absorb her orgasm. With that she reached her beautiful wet face towards me and kissed me with every ounce of love and told me it was my turn.
Without hesitating, she dropped to her knees, water cascading down her back and pulled me close to her and, in one fluid motion, pulled down my shorts freeing my solid, solid cock and engulfed the swollen head between her full lips. I knew it would not be long as she slid my length in and out of her mouth, deep-treating me from time to time and alternating with nice right-handed strokes of my shaft. As I looked down at my cock being sucked by the woman I loved I zeroed in on her jiggling tits. Side to side they went as I went in and out between her soft lips, stroking, sucking, swallowing, I felt my balls ready to explode as she took me deep. In and out three long strokes and I came in her mouth with the first shot and the second unleashing onto her chin and breasts. Oh it felt so good, my cock was twitching as she rubbed every last drop our of me -- licking me from the base of my cock to the head until he started going soft again.
She rinsed and got out and I enjoyed toweling her dry before we enjoyed the rest of our day.
Around 7 p.m., after many sly grin exchanges throughout the day, the sitter arrived and we were ready to walk over to James and Emma's. My wife had on a nice dress, no bra and low heels.
When we arrived, we could hear people inside and rang the bell. After a moment, Emma came to the door wearing a skirt and a sheer loose fitting white top that subtly revealed her white lace bra. As always, I tried to get a peak at her nipples but could not see anything. She leaned towards my wife and embraced her close, mashing their breasts firmly together and they did that nice little kiss on the cheek thing girls do. My mind automatically went to a visual of them French kissing one-another and copping a little feel of each-others' breasts. God, I would love that!
Emma then came to me, gave me the same treatment, which I enjoyed tremendously, and we entered the party.
There were about 10 or 12 people there total, including us. Friends were around just talking, drinking and having a good time. There were some familiar faces but no one we really knew. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary and we got a drink. After about an hour, I was on one side of the room speaking with a woman named Renee and Karen, my wife, was across the room speaking with a good looking guy I had never seen before. He had his hand on her shoulder, which made me think - but not too much. Renee asked me if I had ever been to one of James and Emma's parties and I told her "no" and that we were happy to be there. She said "they get better and better as the night progresses..." To which I responded, "nice, I'm looking forward to the evening." Not knowing at all what was to unfold.