A PRETTY PARTY Pt 1
Hi, my name's Jenny. Just so you'll understand what I'm about to tell you let me say that I'm not too tall, a fairly slim girl of 25 with brown hair. I also love to fuck... any time, any place.
What I'm about to tell you happened just recently. My husband Arthur is always tied up with his business and is regularly flying somewhere, Europe, the Far East, or China. He is sometimes away for weeks. At first such trips bothered us quite a bit, but then we got used to it and started fucking like rabbits both before he left and after he came back. I like Arthur's huge cock: it's the biggest I have ever seen. When I put my hand on it, I hardly cover half of the length and barely close my fingers around it. I love his cock so much that before he left on this trip we fucked more than thirty times over four days. Don't try and tell me that isn't a record!
The thing is that I can never cum when I'm alone. I can get a lot of pleasure rubbing my clit, but I can only have an orgasm when a man's hard cock is as deep as it can be inside me. That, then, is the problem that led to the little party I'm going to describe.
One Tuesday afternoon while he was gone he rang me up and we talked about how great it had been when we were together before he left. Arthur had left three weeks ago and there were still two weeks before he was due to come home. He was in a hotel room and told me in detail how his cock got hard and swollen while we were talking. He told me that he wanted me at that moment.
I became very warm between my thighs as I sat on a sofa at home. Listening to him talk I raised up my skirt, spread my legs really wide and raised up my skirt and easily slipped two fingers into my pussy as it was already thoroughly wet.
Suddenly Arthur asked me, "Do you want me now, baby? Do you need my big hard cock plunging deep into your pussy??
I was nearly panting as I said, "Yes, my love beast! I can hardly stand it alone without you by my side. The only thing I can do is use my fingers, but you know what I'd prefer to have inside me rather than them.?
I could only moan when, in his playful tone, he asked me, "Baby, have you ever thought about screwing some stranger while I'm on my business trips??
I had to confess that I had thought about that, "Yes honey, it always makes me so hot when I do, but I'm afraid of actually trying it. So never leave me for any really long period of time if you get what I mean!" and then I couldn't help giggling.
"Good," he said with a sigh. "I'll be at home in just two more weeks and I know that you aren't able to cum without a real cock." He paused and then added, "Why don't you go out and fuck the shit out of some man one night??
I must confess his making such a suggestion threw me off balance, but my playful side kicked in and I asked him, "Darling, you're sitting there now with your cock in your hand, and knowing I'm gonna cheat on you, how's that make you feel, you filthy boy??
He replied matter-of-factly, "Oh baby, I'll just be masturbating. Oh yeah baby, I'm cumming! Yeahhhhhh!"
I was always surprised at the huge quantity of cum he had and pictured him painting the whole hotel room with his cum. What I didn't know until much later was that he didn't masturbate, but his eighteen-year old secretary deep-throated his huge cock and the only thing his cum painted was the inside of her throat as we were talking.
"Yeah, I like cumming when we're talking like this," he said, probably holding his office slut's head tightly against his pubic bone. "You know, if you decide to fuck somebody it won't change our love and it'll please me to know that you are happy. Hearing you are hot has made me hot too," he said as that slut was probably licking all the cum off of his softening cock.
Another thing I was to find out later was that he always liked to take young girls with him on his business trips. Then he simply said, "Good night," and hung up.
Not knowing, I had often wondered if Arthur cheated on me, hooking up with some sluts during his business trips, but I had never noticed any hints of infidelity during our two and a half years of married life. I had once boldly asked Arthur if he had ever cheated on me during those trips and he told me that he hadn't. He did admit that he did often have a fantasy of me fucking somebody else and that excited him greatly.
After hanging up I muttered, "Okay, it's your choice!"
The opportunity turned out to be the very next Friday morning when Susanne, one of my friends, invited me to a party her advertising company had arranged for that evening. Susanne was the same age as I and had long dark hair to her shoulders and worked as a top economist at her agency. I wore a short black dress with bikini panties and nothing else while she wore a very sexy short red dress with matching red stockings. She and I giggled about the fact that we looked like two first class sluts!
The party was being held in a large restaurant and there were about a hundred persons attending. As soon as dinner was over we moved into the adjoining bar to have some drinks so everyone could relax and talk business. Susanne was constantly meeting somebody and introducing me to her colleagues during our mingling. The last I met were two young men who were from the Far East. They were in town to arrange a deal for the agency to do some advertising for their airline.
One of them was a handsome looking businessman of 33. His name was Mark and he told us that he was married and his wife wasn't with him that night. His friend. Young, began flirting with Susanne at once.
When the party ended the four of us hired a taxi and drove to one of the luxurious hotels in downtown New York. We went straight to Mark's room, which was large, brightly-lit, and had a king-sized bed. There was a bathroom door to the right of the bed and another door to the left, which I found out later was the door to his wife Jana's room.
Susanne and I excused ourselves and went into the bathroom. As soon as we entered Susanne locked the door and asked me, "Which one do you want?" "I don't care," I replied and, without waiting for her to answer, I added, "I want to fuck both of them!"
Susanne just glanced at me and smiled. Then we walked back out and saw that the door to Jana's room was open and Mark was lying on the bed watching the telly. He greeted us with a slight nod just as there was a knock on the door and a waiter came in with an expensive bottle of champagne and four glasses on a tray. Mark paid for that in silence and popped open the bottle. He filled up the four glasses and put the bottle in the bucket with ice. While he was doing that he explained to us that his beautiful wife, Jana, had to leave to visit her parents who were old and very sick. She planned to stay at their place for a fortnight or so, which was probably good for her because she would have been very mad if she found out that her husband liked to be with other girls.
"By the way, where is Young?" Susanne asked. "I want him to have a glass of champagne with us." "He's in the other room," Mark answered.
Susanne immediately disappeared through the door, leaving me alone with that mysterious stranger.
"Cheers to you," Mark said, raising his glass in a toast. "Cheers to you," I replied and sat down on the bed to take a big gulp of the wine.
Mark moved over to the TV, switched it off, and then sat down on the bed close to my leg. As we sat there he suddenly embraced my neck, pulled my face to his, and we froze in an endless, passionate kiss. He was rubbing my leg very gently, moving up closer and closer to the spot where I had been waiting for him to touch. As his fingers touched my mound, I spread my legs wider to give him access to my pussy. Finally, his fingers were between my genital lips and my panties were already getting wet. Shit, I was so ready to fuck! He said, "You sit right there, I need to get out of these clothes."
Then he stood up to quickly pull off his pants and T-shirt. When he finally took off his boxers his swollen rock-hard cock stared straight at me. I couldn't stand it any longer. Dropping my clothes on the floor, I lay back down on the bed, welcoming him inside me. But Mark had other ideas and lay down between my legs. He very slowly started licking and sucking on my aching pussy.
After too short a time he, without saying a word, got up, straddled me, and pressed his gorgeous cock against my lips. I took it to the balls in my mouth. While I was sucking on his beautiful cock he reached back to caress me between my legs with one hand. Suddenly he exclaimed, "Hi Young, hi Sussy!"
I opened my eyes without releasing Mark's cock from my mouth and saw Susanne standing by the side of the bed. She wore only her red hose and slutty panties that didn't cover anything. I've never been into lesbian sex, but Susanne's inviting looks, her dark triangular bush, and reddened pussy lips made me wonder what her pussy tasted like.
Perhaps my thoughts could be read like they were written on my forehead, because Mark rolled off of me and Susanne took his place, her pussy right in my face. I caressed her clit with my tongue and then slipped a finger into her wet, warm hole. After just a few minutes Susanne turned around, leaned down, and put her face between my legs. She started caressing my pussy as I did hers. When I pushed my tongue into her hole she did the same to me. As I worked first one and then two fingers into her pussy she did the same to me. When I sucked on her clit she copied everything I did to her.
I was lost in the ecstasy and it was some time before I realized somebody's hand was caressing my buttocks. My legs were spread wide and while Susanna was sucking on my clit and caressing my thighs, somebody's fingers had found their way deep inside me. I didn't know if it was Mark or Young and I didn't care as I was too lost in the pleasure of what was happening to me? I was in seventh Heaven.
I soon figured out it was Young that was finger-fucking me because Mark started doing the same to Susanne. He stood above us and was doing to her the same as Young was doing to me. After just a few minutes of that Mark lay down on his back with his cock standing like a flagpole. Seeing that Susanne jumped off me, straddled Mark, and impaled herself on his cock, all the way to his balls. Young didn't waste time and stood beside the bed with his cock sticking into Susanne's face. She was soon serving both of them, fucking one and sucking the other.
"Oh my God!" my friend moaned. "C'mon guys, give it to me!"
I was shocked at that. I often watched such scenes in x-rated flicks that Arthur and I had rented, but it was the first time I had ever heard it in real life.
As I watched, I pushed two fingers inside my vagina and squeezed my own breasts with my other hand. I was so ready for fucking and wanted it at that very moment! Oh, shit, I wanted it as hard as I could get it!
Susanne suddenly screamed out, "Oh my gosh, I'm cuuuuuuuuming! Ohhhhh!"
After a couple very long minutes her climax ended and she collapsed on top of Mark and then rolled off him.
Neither Young nor Mark had climaxed yet and they let Susanne roll over to the side of the bed where she lay, moaning softly. Their cocks were still rock hard and, because I was in no condition to wait any longer, I straddled Mark, pulled aside my panties, and settled down on his wet shaft like Susanne had done earlier. Within seconds I felt Young's cock stroking my face so I opened my mouth and swallowed as much of his cock as I could. Mark was the first to cum ? suddenly he was thrusting his hips off the bed, driving his cock so far into me, and then he was streaming inside me. Time after time I felt his cock throb and felt more of his hot sperm shoot into me. Fuck, I haven't felt that much cum for years. I barely had time to enjoy the feeling of being filled with hot jizz when my own climax started building.
Soon I began shouting, moaning and... finally cumming too. The narrow strip of my panties that I had pushed aside was completely soaked with my own juices as well as Mark's cum. With everything that was happening I actually had the time to think about saving those panties until Arthur's arrival. I wanted to wear those same panties when I was in bed with him. My orgasm seemed to be endless and it took a lot of effort to not let Young's cock slip out of my mouth. He finally had his own orgasm and I wasn't able to swallow all his cum, because it seemed there were gallons of it. What I couldn't swallow poured down over my breasts. I collapsed on top of Mark, Young's cum sticking us together until we finally managed to get up and clean ourselves off.
Susanne and I spent an entire week in the hotel. We drank champagne and fucked in every position we could think of and I thought (and hoped) it would never end. At the end of the week I was devastated when they showed us a tape of our sexual antics and asked what all my friends and ****** might say about it if they watched it. I had to pay $150.00 for that tape or Susanne and I would have been in a lot of trouble.
I had kept my cell phone turned off during that whole time because I couldn't imagine talking to my baby while I was with those two other men. I'll have to admit that it turned me on a bit to think that Arthur might get a slight idea that I was enjoying somebody's cock
After my week of lust (and paying for it) I finally got home and decided to ring Arthur up, "Honey, it's me, your favourite baby and I hope I'm the only one, right?" "Yes, of course," he murmured, because it turned out that he was ramming his secretary and he had to slow down his strokes so that I would think he was alone. "Where were you so long? I've called at all hours, day and night and you were always out of reach." "I was out of town on business and I misplaced my cell phone. I just got home and found it." Even though he had already told me to go out and fuck a stranger, I just couldn't tell him about it over the phone. And, if he caught me in the act, I knew he would start fucking everyone who had a hole to stick a cock into. "I hope you're being a good boy there and haven't hooked up with another bitch." "Of course not. I wouldn't dare," Arthur said, driving his cock slowly into his secretary's tight asshole.
That college girl wanted to resist it because she had never wanted to try anal sex, but she couldn't say a word otherwise I might have heard her. It was great for him as he pulled his cock back out, knowing he would try it some other day or she would never get any extra money from him.
"I'm sorry, Arthy I have to dash off right now, I'm going shopping. See ya, hunk."
As I put down the receiver I never even knew that Arthur was happy I had hung up because he could finish fucking his secretary.
So, that's the story of my party and my Arthur will be coming home in just one week. Oh, I did get one souvenir of that week besides the tape. Several times when we fucked I wore the same pair of panties and made sure they were soaked with cum from both the guys. I wonder what Arthur will say when I meet him at the airport wearing those? And, how will I be able to explain about my blackmailers? Hmm, maybe I'll just put the tape in some day and let him watch it.
Hi, my name's Jenny. Just so you'll understand what I'm about to tell you let me say that I'm not too tall, a fairly slim girl of 25 with brown hair. I also love to fuck... any time, any place.
What I'm about to tell you happened just recently. My husband Arthur is always tied up with his business and is regularly flying somewhere, Europe, the Far East, or China. He is sometimes away for weeks. At first such trips bothered us quite a bit, but then we got used to it and started fucking like rabbits both before he left and after he came back. I like Arthur's huge cock: it's the biggest I have ever seen. When I put my hand on it, I hardly cover half of the length and barely close my fingers around it. I love his cock so much that before he left on this trip we fucked more than thirty times over four days. Don't try and tell me that isn't a record!
The thing is that I can never cum when I'm alone. I can get a lot of pleasure rubbing my clit, but I can only have an orgasm when a man's hard cock is as deep as it can be inside me. That, then, is the problem that led to the little party I'm going to describe.
One Tuesday afternoon while he was gone he rang me up and we talked about how great it had been when we were together before he left. Arthur had left three weeks ago and there were still two weeks before he was due to come home. He was in a hotel room and told me in detail how his cock got hard and swollen while we were talking. He told me that he wanted me at that moment.
I became very warm between my thighs as I sat on a sofa at home. Listening to him talk I raised up my skirt, spread my legs really wide and raised up my skirt and easily slipped two fingers into my pussy as it was already thoroughly wet.
Suddenly Arthur asked me, "Do you want me now, baby? Do you need my big hard cock plunging deep into your pussy??
I was nearly panting as I said, "Yes, my love beast! I can hardly stand it alone without you by my side. The only thing I can do is use my fingers, but you know what I'd prefer to have inside me rather than them.?
I could only moan when, in his playful tone, he asked me, "Baby, have you ever thought about screwing some stranger while I'm on my business trips??
I had to confess that I had thought about that, "Yes honey, it always makes me so hot when I do, but I'm afraid of actually trying it. So never leave me for any really long period of time if you get what I mean!" and then I couldn't help giggling.
"Good," he said with a sigh. "I'll be at home in just two more weeks and I know that you aren't able to cum without a real cock." He paused and then added, "Why don't you go out and fuck the shit out of some man one night??
I must confess his making such a suggestion threw me off balance, but my playful side kicked in and I asked him, "Darling, you're sitting there now with your cock in your hand, and knowing I'm gonna cheat on you, how's that make you feel, you filthy boy??
He replied matter-of-factly, "Oh baby, I'll just be masturbating. Oh yeah baby, I'm cumming! Yeahhhhhh!"
I was always surprised at the huge quantity of cum he had and pictured him painting the whole hotel room with his cum. What I didn't know until much later was that he didn't masturbate, but his eighteen-year old secretary deep-throated his huge cock and the only thing his cum painted was the inside of her throat as we were talking.
"Yeah, I like cumming when we're talking like this," he said, probably holding his office slut's head tightly against his pubic bone. "You know, if you decide to fuck somebody it won't change our love and it'll please me to know that you are happy. Hearing you are hot has made me hot too," he said as that slut was probably licking all the cum off of his softening cock.
Another thing I was to find out later was that he always liked to take young girls with him on his business trips. Then he simply said, "Good night," and hung up.
Not knowing, I had often wondered if Arthur cheated on me, hooking up with some sluts during his business trips, but I had never noticed any hints of infidelity during our two and a half years of married life. I had once boldly asked Arthur if he had ever cheated on me during those trips and he told me that he hadn't. He did admit that he did often have a fantasy of me fucking somebody else and that excited him greatly.
After hanging up I muttered, "Okay, it's your choice!"
The opportunity turned out to be the very next Friday morning when Susanne, one of my friends, invited me to a party her advertising company had arranged for that evening. Susanne was the same age as I and had long dark hair to her shoulders and worked as a top economist at her agency. I wore a short black dress with bikini panties and nothing else while she wore a very sexy short red dress with matching red stockings. She and I giggled about the fact that we looked like two first class sluts!
The party was being held in a large restaurant and there were about a hundred persons attending. As soon as dinner was over we moved into the adjoining bar to have some drinks so everyone could relax and talk business. Susanne was constantly meeting somebody and introducing me to her colleagues during our mingling. The last I met were two young men who were from the Far East. They were in town to arrange a deal for the agency to do some advertising for their airline.
One of them was a handsome looking businessman of 33. His name was Mark and he told us that he was married and his wife wasn't with him that night. His friend. Young, began flirting with Susanne at once.
When the party ended the four of us hired a taxi and drove to one of the luxurious hotels in downtown New York. We went straight to Mark's room, which was large, brightly-lit, and had a king-sized bed. There was a bathroom door to the right of the bed and another door to the left, which I found out later was the door to his wife Jana's room.
Susanne and I excused ourselves and went into the bathroom. As soon as we entered Susanne locked the door and asked me, "Which one do you want?" "I don't care," I replied and, without waiting for her to answer, I added, "I want to fuck both of them!"
Susanne just glanced at me and smiled. Then we walked back out and saw that the door to Jana's room was open and Mark was lying on the bed watching the telly. He greeted us with a slight nod just as there was a knock on the door and a waiter came in with an expensive bottle of champagne and four glasses on a tray. Mark paid for that in silence and popped open the bottle. He filled up the four glasses and put the bottle in the bucket with ice. While he was doing that he explained to us that his beautiful wife, Jana, had to leave to visit her parents who were old and very sick. She planned to stay at their place for a fortnight or so, which was probably good for her because she would have been very mad if she found out that her husband liked to be with other girls.
"By the way, where is Young?" Susanne asked. "I want him to have a glass of champagne with us." "He's in the other room," Mark answered.
Susanne immediately disappeared through the door, leaving me alone with that mysterious stranger.
"Cheers to you," Mark said, raising his glass in a toast. "Cheers to you," I replied and sat down on the bed to take a big gulp of the wine.
Mark moved over to the TV, switched it off, and then sat down on the bed close to my leg. As we sat there he suddenly embraced my neck, pulled my face to his, and we froze in an endless, passionate kiss. He was rubbing my leg very gently, moving up closer and closer to the spot where I had been waiting for him to touch. As his fingers touched my mound, I spread my legs wider to give him access to my pussy. Finally, his fingers were between my genital lips and my panties were already getting wet. Shit, I was so ready to fuck! He said, "You sit right there, I need to get out of these clothes."
Then he stood up to quickly pull off his pants and T-shirt. When he finally took off his boxers his swollen rock-hard cock stared straight at me. I couldn't stand it any longer. Dropping my clothes on the floor, I lay back down on the bed, welcoming him inside me. But Mark had other ideas and lay down between my legs. He very slowly started licking and sucking on my aching pussy.
After too short a time he, without saying a word, got up, straddled me, and pressed his gorgeous cock against my lips. I took it to the balls in my mouth. While I was sucking on his beautiful cock he reached back to caress me between my legs with one hand. Suddenly he exclaimed, "Hi Young, hi Sussy!"
I opened my eyes without releasing Mark's cock from my mouth and saw Susanne standing by the side of the bed. She wore only her red hose and slutty panties that didn't cover anything. I've never been into lesbian sex, but Susanne's inviting looks, her dark triangular bush, and reddened pussy lips made me wonder what her pussy tasted like.
Perhaps my thoughts could be read like they were written on my forehead, because Mark rolled off of me and Susanne took his place, her pussy right in my face. I caressed her clit with my tongue and then slipped a finger into her wet, warm hole. After just a few minutes Susanne turned around, leaned down, and put her face between my legs. She started caressing my pussy as I did hers. When I pushed my tongue into her hole she did the same to me. As I worked first one and then two fingers into her pussy she did the same to me. When I sucked on her clit she copied everything I did to her.
I was lost in the ecstasy and it was some time before I realized somebody's hand was caressing my buttocks. My legs were spread wide and while Susanna was sucking on my clit and caressing my thighs, somebody's fingers had found their way deep inside me. I didn't know if it was Mark or Young and I didn't care as I was too lost in the pleasure of what was happening to me? I was in seventh Heaven.
I soon figured out it was Young that was finger-fucking me because Mark started doing the same to Susanne. He stood above us and was doing to her the same as Young was doing to me. After just a few minutes of that Mark lay down on his back with his cock standing like a flagpole. Seeing that Susanne jumped off me, straddled Mark, and impaled herself on his cock, all the way to his balls. Young didn't waste time and stood beside the bed with his cock sticking into Susanne's face. She was soon serving both of them, fucking one and sucking the other.
"Oh my God!" my friend moaned. "C'mon guys, give it to me!"
I was shocked at that. I often watched such scenes in x-rated flicks that Arthur and I had rented, but it was the first time I had ever heard it in real life.
As I watched, I pushed two fingers inside my vagina and squeezed my own breasts with my other hand. I was so ready for fucking and wanted it at that very moment! Oh, shit, I wanted it as hard as I could get it!
Susanne suddenly screamed out, "Oh my gosh, I'm cuuuuuuuuming! Ohhhhh!"
After a couple very long minutes her climax ended and she collapsed on top of Mark and then rolled off him.
Neither Young nor Mark had climaxed yet and they let Susanne roll over to the side of the bed where she lay, moaning softly. Their cocks were still rock hard and, because I was in no condition to wait any longer, I straddled Mark, pulled aside my panties, and settled down on his wet shaft like Susanne had done earlier. Within seconds I felt Young's cock stroking my face so I opened my mouth and swallowed as much of his cock as I could. Mark was the first to cum ? suddenly he was thrusting his hips off the bed, driving his cock so far into me, and then he was streaming inside me. Time after time I felt his cock throb and felt more of his hot sperm shoot into me. Fuck, I haven't felt that much cum for years. I barely had time to enjoy the feeling of being filled with hot jizz when my own climax started building.
Soon I began shouting, moaning and... finally cumming too. The narrow strip of my panties that I had pushed aside was completely soaked with my own juices as well as Mark's cum. With everything that was happening I actually had the time to think about saving those panties until Arthur's arrival. I wanted to wear those same panties when I was in bed with him. My orgasm seemed to be endless and it took a lot of effort to not let Young's cock slip out of my mouth. He finally had his own orgasm and I wasn't able to swallow all his cum, because it seemed there were gallons of it. What I couldn't swallow poured down over my breasts. I collapsed on top of Mark, Young's cum sticking us together until we finally managed to get up and clean ourselves off.
Susanne and I spent an entire week in the hotel. We drank champagne and fucked in every position we could think of and I thought (and hoped) it would never end. At the end of the week I was devastated when they showed us a tape of our sexual antics and asked what all my friends and ****** might say about it if they watched it. I had to pay $150.00 for that tape or Susanne and I would have been in a lot of trouble.
I had kept my cell phone turned off during that whole time because I couldn't imagine talking to my baby while I was with those two other men. I'll have to admit that it turned me on a bit to think that Arthur might get a slight idea that I was enjoying somebody's cock
After my week of lust (and paying for it) I finally got home and decided to ring Arthur up, "Honey, it's me, your favourite baby and I hope I'm the only one, right?" "Yes, of course," he murmured, because it turned out that he was ramming his secretary and he had to slow down his strokes so that I would think he was alone. "Where were you so long? I've called at all hours, day and night and you were always out of reach." "I was out of town on business and I misplaced my cell phone. I just got home and found it." Even though he had already told me to go out and fuck a stranger, I just couldn't tell him about it over the phone. And, if he caught me in the act, I knew he would start fucking everyone who had a hole to stick a cock into. "I hope you're being a good boy there and haven't hooked up with another bitch." "Of course not. I wouldn't dare," Arthur said, driving his cock slowly into his secretary's tight asshole.
That college girl wanted to resist it because she had never wanted to try anal sex, but she couldn't say a word otherwise I might have heard her. It was great for him as he pulled his cock back out, knowing he would try it some other day or she would never get any extra money from him.
"I'm sorry, Arthy I have to dash off right now, I'm going shopping. See ya, hunk."
As I put down the receiver I never even knew that Arthur was happy I had hung up because he could finish fucking his secretary.
So, that's the story of my party and my Arthur will be coming home in just one week. Oh, I did get one souvenir of that week besides the tape. Several times when we fucked I wore the same pair of panties and made sure they were soaked with cum from both the guys. I wonder what Arthur will say when I meet him at the airport wearing those? And, how will I be able to explain about my blackmailers? Hmm, maybe I'll just put the tape in some day and let him watch it.
