I'd finally left my husband and my lackluster marriage. What I wanted now, more than anything, was to make up for lost time, especially in the sex and pleasure department. To this end I was sure my friend Vicki would be a good resource. She had long urged me to get out of my marriage, tantalizing me with details of the varied and lush sex she led with her new boyfriend, Bob. They had what she called an 'open' relationship, free to seek other partners, engaging in group sex. Any port in a storm seemed to be Vicki's motto these days.
She came in from Marin to have lunch with me in San Francisco.
"You look happy, Becky,"she said, scrutinizing me closely, "but that's no surprise. You needed to get out of that awful marriage of yours in a bad way."
We talked about my divorce and how things were going with the settlement. Vicki, herself, had gotten divorced a little over a year ago.
"I am, I am happy, very happy," I said, "it was a mistake from the first day, my marriage."
"Well, don't sweat it. You're young, and now you can start enjoying life again," she said, then looked me straight in the eye. "I want to tell you about something. Something which may shock you."
Then she leaned over almost conspiratorially, a wicked smile on her face, taking a slow sip from her coffee cup, making me burn with curiosity.
"You know, once a month or so Bob and I host a party at our place in Marin. And it's not just
any
kind of party, if you know what I mean. These parties we host are a little different, actually a
lot
different. I've mentioned to you that Bob and I like to mix it up with others sometimes, sexually that is."
She had told me this and it made me very curious. And very envious too, because that was at just the time when I had begun having fantasies of multiple sexual couplings, trying to get my husband to think along those lines too.
"Well now we've gone beyton just a little mixing it up. These parties are for like-minded folks, folks who like group sex and voyeurism and really like it hot and nasty, know what I'm getting at, Becky?"
"I think I do," I said.
My heart was actually thumping away in my chest as Vicki told me all this.
"Well Becky, we're having one of our parties this weekend. And now that you're a free and unencumbered woman, perhaps you'd like to join us? There'll be some fun people there, I guarantee it. And good times to be had by one and all."
"Sounds very intriguing, Vicki," I said, tantalized by the prospect.
"I wasn't sure whether I should ask you."
"You were right to ask me," I said with a smile. "And I accept your invitation."
Vicki took my hand and pressed hard.
"Good. It's this Saturday, starting around eight."
"I'll be there," I said and then leaned over and whispered. "And so will my pussy!"
We giggled like two sorority girls about to be naughty. In fact, Vicki and I had been in a sorority together when we were in college, and we did some pretty naughty things then too.
I had planned to arrive on time for Vicki's party but there was a terrible traffic jam on the Golden Gate bridge and by the time got to their Marin home, I was almost an hour late.
I took a deep breath as I pressed the buzzer. It took a minute but then Vicki answered the door, wearing a silk robe, her hair unkempt.
As she let me in I could see the lights were dimmed. I had been here many times before and now as I walked down the long hallway behind Vicki and into the living room, my eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
There were two middle-aged guys sitting on the couch next to each other, naked, and kneeling down on the floor in front of them were two long-haired blondes, sucking their cocks, their heads bobbing up and down. Over in a corner, this girl was laying back in an armchair, her legs spread and draped over the armrests. There was a guy between those legs, pumping it inside her, while another guy stood by her side, feeding her his cock.
"As you can see, the party's in full swing," Vicki said.
She led me down another hallway, past a suite of bedrooms. Peeking into one I could see two couples sharing a bed, fucking. Finally we were at the master bedroom, where Vicki took my hand and led me inside.
"I was just about to get into a little thing with Bob and a friend of ours. Your timing was perfect, Becky. Because now you can join us," Vicki said, quickly flinging off her robe and presenting herself in all her naked splendor. Bob and the other guy were naked too, on the bed, staring at me.
"Hi Becky," Bob said. I knew Bob well, but never before had I seen him naked. He looked even better undressed than dressed!
"And this is Tony," Vicki said, introducing me to the other guy.
I said hello to Tony as Vicki poured me a glass of wine from an open bottle. I could see three half-empty glasses.
"Have some," Vicki said, handing me a glass. I took a sip and wondered exactly what I should do next.
"Why don't you take off your clothes and stay a while," Bob said with a sexy growl, a satyr's look in his eyes.
"Yeah, get comfy Becky," Vicki urged.
Well this was no time to start being modest. I knew full well what I was getting into when I accepted an invitation to Vicki's party. She had made it very clear that it was going to be an orgy. And so I took a deep breath.
"Here goes," I said, pulling off my sweater. I knew what was going on tonight so I made a point not to wear a bra. Naturally, the two guys were immediately eyeballing my very well-formed and, so I've been told, exceptionally attractive tits. And so was Vicki, though she had seen them many, many times before, since our old sorority days.
"Take it off! Take it
all
off!" Vicki cheered, and I could tell the wine had gotten to her.
Next, I pulled off my jeans and my panties.
"Like what you see, guys?" I said, putting my hands on my hips and showing off my naked, athletically sleek body.
"That's the spirit, Becky, show it off!" Vicki said.
The two guys began to lazily fist their cocks, and right away those cocks became nice and full and meaty, though not quite rigid yet.
Vicki dropped down on the bed between the two men and slapped their hands away from themselves, taking their two cocks in her own hands.
"Uh huh! Show it off!" Vicki barked at me.
I thought I was showing off, but there was music on and a sexy old R & B tune was playing, so I started to sway to the beat like a stripper, getting into the groove. I'm a pretty good dancer, so I really started putting on a show. Vicki spread her legs and flashed her pussy at me as she fisted the studs, fisting them until she had two really big, really hard, really thick cocks in her hands. These two guys were
hung
... and then some, especially Bob!
"Just look at those two gorgeous things!" I said, staring at their equipment, as they kept their eyes on me.
"You like?" Vicki purred.
"I like a lot!" I affirmed.
"Well, you can enjoy them all you want, just come on down here and join us," Vicki said as I gladly dropped down on the king-sized bed to join this hot, sexy trio. The air was super-charged with explosive sexuality!
"Mmmmmmh, they feel so good to hold, Becky," Vicki said, fisting the two penisis. "Maybe you'd like to hold them?"
"Maybe I would," I said, taking them from her hands and stroking the thick shafts. This was the first time in more than five years that I had held a man's cock other than my husband's in my hand. Bob, in particular, was exceptionally well-endowed.
"So
this
is what you take up the ass!" I said, marveling, as I stroked Bob's cock.
Vicki had confessed how she and Bob both craved anal sex.
"All the time," Vicki said with a very satisfied smile lighting up her pretty face.
