PAULA'S STORY by Paula
I thought it was to be our usual Friday night routine that started with me stopping at the store on the way home from work to pick up some beer and a bottle of wine. I had hoped that Steve had ordered the pizza like he had promised, so I could relax in a nice hot bubble bath.
As I walked in the door Steve was tidying up the living room and greeted me with a big kiss and "How was your day, Honey?"
"Awful", I replied.
"Well, I've already ordered the pizza and ran your bath, so why don't you hop in and relax until dinner arrives. Oh, and by the way, don't stay in there too long. I've invited a couple of guys from work over for drinks later."
Great. Just what I wanted. A boring evening of listening to a bunch of guys bitch about their jobs, while I'll be expected to be their barmaid. I got into the tub and tried to enjoy what little private time I was going to get that night.
When the pizza arrived I slipped into my short satin robe so I could join Steve at the table.
"You're looking pretty hot in that get up. Maybe you should wear it to impress the guys tonight", he said with an evil grin coming across his face.
It was true, I thought to myself. I did look pretty good with the robe clinging to my still damp skin. The air was on so my nipples were hard as erasers. I let him enjoy the view, knowing full well that I could get him all worked up and make him suffer. Maybe he would make the boys leave a little earlier this way.
"Who are these guys anyway?" I asked, ignoring his earlier comment.
"They're a couple of machine reps that were in town for the week. Since they aren't scheduled to fly out until tomorrow morning I thought I would be nice and invite over. You'll really like them. They're Australian."
The minute I heard that my ears perked up. Australian accents have always made me soak my undies. The night was already looking better.
As I got dressed for our company, Steve handed me a pushup bra that I had stashed away, along with some other nasty outfits that I hadn't worn in years.
"You haven't worn this for me in a long time. And it would look great with those black thigh highs. Please?"
Well, I thought, what harm would it do? After all, who are these guys gonna tell? I don't know anyone in Australia. Besides, I knew dressing like a whore gets Steve going and I knew that after I listened to these guys all night, I would be ready for a little action myself once they left.
I put on the bra at Steve's request. It barely had enough material to cover my nipples! I also put on the thigh highs and a black mini skirt with a white sheer blouse. I didn't see the need for panties as I knew they would just get in the way later on.
As I was putting the final touches in my slutty outfit, I heard the doorbell ring. I could hear the muffled voices and loud laughter of the men downstairs. Well, here goes nothing, I thought.
I started to descend the staircase that led directly into the ****** room, where our guests had congregated. As I caught a glimpse of them, I slowed down so they could get a full eyeful as I walked down the stairs. These weren't the old machine salesmen I expected! These were two fabulous looking hunks of men talking to my husband. Both were tall with blond hair. One of the men noticed me immediately. He had been talking to Steve and stopped in mid sentence. Steve turned and gave me a smile of approval.
He turned to our guests and said, "Boys, I would like to introduce you to my lovely wife, Paula. Paula, this is Derek and Ian."
Derek was the more outgoing of the two. He had a 50,000 watt smile and piercing blue eyes. He also blatantly showed his appreciation for my outfit by staring at my now protruding nipples straining to get out of the sheer blouse.
Ian was more discrete, but just as appreciative. He was also a leg man and I was showing plenty of it!
I offered to get the boys a beer to get the evening started. I could tell they were watching my firm rear end as I was going into the kitchen. There was absolute silence until I had left the room. I poured myself a glass of wine and gulped it down to try to hide my nervousness. I didn't want to seem giddy in front of my husband. I wasn't sure how he would respond to his wife flirting with total strangers! I put three beers and my refilled glass of wine on a tray and went back into the ****** room.
Steve had been talking, almost whispering but stopped when he saw me walk into the room. The stereo had been turned on and soft music was playing. We started making small talk and loosened up a bit by the third or fourth round of drinks.
"Since we're almost out of beer and Paula's totally out of wine, I'm going to make a dash to the liquor store," Steve announced. I was flabbergasted! I offered to go instead but he would hear nothing of it. "Just make them feel at home", he said.
A nervous silence filled the room after Steve left. My heart was pounding so loud I was sure they could hear it. I've never been so attracted to anyone in my life! And to make matters worse, I wanted both of them. Me, a happily married woman!
Derek, sensing my nervousness, turned to me and with that fabulous accent said, "Steve never told us how beautiful and sexy his wife was. If he had I wouldn't have been so taken aback when you came down the stairs. Would you care to dance? I think Ian and I could move this table and we could make a dance floor."
"I haven't danced in years," I stammered. "Steve doesn't care much for it."
"Well I'm sure you haven't forgotten how." He moved toward me as Ian stood up to turn the volume up. It was a slow romantic ballad that was playing.
As I moved into his arms I thought I was going to die! I was trembling! We started swaying to the music, saying nothing. He lifted my chin and looked me in the eyes for what seemed like an eternity and gently kissed me. I couldn't believe it. I was so aroused I could feel my juices starting to flow. The song ended and I found myself pressed against Ian for the next one. I was really starting to get into all this attention! He kissed me as well, but when he did I felt his hands sliding down my back and onto my ass.
I had to take a break when the next song came on. As I downed what was left of my wine, I felt two arms wrap around my waist and soft kisses on my neck. I turned around and there was Derek. He grabbed me and kissed me again, softly at first, but then more passionately. I felt his tongue exploring my mouth and his hands on my breasts. He pulled away and started to unbutton my blouse. I knew I should have been protesting but I just couldn't. Ian was watching this and decided to make his move. He came up behind me and started lifting my skirt and caressing my smooth ass.
I was getting so hot my legs were getting weak. We moved over to the couch. As I undressed I could sense their eyes all over me and for the first time in a long time, I was proud of my body. I could see they were very aroused. Their cocks were straining to get out of their tight jeans and I wasn't going to make them suffer for long. Like an animal I fell to my knees and grabbed at their crotches. I wanted to what these magnificent men had to offer. I wasn't disappointed. Derek's cock was about eight inches long and very impressive as it stood out just begging to be licked. Ian's had to be over ten inches long! It was the biggest cock I had ever seen! I couldn't wait to straddle that one!
I leaned over to lick the precum off the head of Ian's giant cock when I heard the door open.
Oh my God! It was Steve! Here I was naked, on my knees with a cock in each hand. I turned and he was standing there with a twelve pack of beer and a huge smile on his face.
"I see you're making the boys feel right at home! Save a little of that action for me, would ya, boys!"
My embarrassment turned to full-blown lust when he said that. I knew I was going to get to "have my cake and eat it too". I turned into a bitch in heat. I started working my hands up and down Derek's shaft while letting my tongue and lips take care of Ian.
Steve started setting up the camcorder so I slowed the action so I could savor the moment on video.
Once the camcorder was up and recording, Steve stripped down to join the fun. I ordered Ian down onto the floor and straddled his massive cock. I slowly sat down on manhood, trying to get every inch inside my anxious pussy. I could feel it stretching my cunt walls! It was glorious! Then I started to gyrate my hips, I was ready to cum almost instantly. Derek stood next to me offering his cock to my waiting lips. His cock tasted so good! My other hand went to Steve's waiting cock. After a few strokes we all seemed to be moving in unison. I started to moan as I could feel the orgasm welling up inside me. Ian sensed this and began to buck underneath me. This was all it took; I was over the edge! I began to scream out in pleasure. Derek pulled out of my mouth and began to cum on my tits. I rubbed his cum all over my heaving breasts like it was an expensive skin lotion. Ian began to moan and I could feel him filling my cunt with his jism.
Steve orchestrated the next move, as he hadn't gotten to relieve his throbbing cock. He moved me onto the couch and rammed his manhood into my dripping pussy. He felt so good. He said he often fantasized about sloppy seconds. I was glad I could help him fulfill this one! He pumped as hard as he could, bringing me to another orgasm as Derek pulled my legs up giving Steve and the camcorder even better access to my pussy. This brought Steve to a powerful climax.
We all kind of collapsed where we were to recuperate. Within a few minutes, Ian had the camcorder in his hands. He zoomed in on me and on my mouth. I licked my lips to add to the effect. He came to me, cock in hand and brought it to my lips. I began to suck it for all I was worth while he filmed. I could feel Derek's fingers exploring my dripping cunt and began to feel the stirrings of another orgasm. After working my magic on Ian's cock I could tell he was ready to cum again. "Cum on my face" I begged. His jism started spewing on my face and onto my extended tongue. He zoomed in the lens to catch all the action.
Ian then ordered me onto all fours. He would be our director as he filmed our own personal porn. Derek came up behind me and began to fuck me doggy style and Steve moved so I could suck him off. My tits were bouncing to the rhythm of Derek's pumping into my pussy. I was so turned on. I felt like such a slut. I couldn't get enough cock! Again I was overcome by another powerful wave of orgasm after orgasm.
Derek ended his evening by releasing his load down the small of my back. Steve was the only one who came in my mouth that evening, but I kept it on my tongue and lips for the camera purposes before I swallowed it.
I had become a slut for the evening and had fulfilled Steve's fantasies as well as my own. After everyone had left, Steve and I staggered off to bed. We were both exhausted. We have since relived this evening several times by watching the tape. If Derek and Ian are ever back in town they have promised to stop by again. God, I hope so!
I thought it was to be our usual Friday night routine that started with me stopping at the store on the way home from work to pick up some beer and a bottle of wine. I had hoped that Steve had ordered the pizza like he had promised, so I could relax in a nice hot bubble bath.
As I walked in the door Steve was tidying up the living room and greeted me with a big kiss and "How was your day, Honey?"
"Awful", I replied.
"Well, I've already ordered the pizza and ran your bath, so why don't you hop in and relax until dinner arrives. Oh, and by the way, don't stay in there too long. I've invited a couple of guys from work over for drinks later."
Great. Just what I wanted. A boring evening of listening to a bunch of guys bitch about their jobs, while I'll be expected to be their barmaid. I got into the tub and tried to enjoy what little private time I was going to get that night.
When the pizza arrived I slipped into my short satin robe so I could join Steve at the table.
"You're looking pretty hot in that get up. Maybe you should wear it to impress the guys tonight", he said with an evil grin coming across his face.
It was true, I thought to myself. I did look pretty good with the robe clinging to my still damp skin. The air was on so my nipples were hard as erasers. I let him enjoy the view, knowing full well that I could get him all worked up and make him suffer. Maybe he would make the boys leave a little earlier this way.
"Who are these guys anyway?" I asked, ignoring his earlier comment.
"They're a couple of machine reps that were in town for the week. Since they aren't scheduled to fly out until tomorrow morning I thought I would be nice and invite over. You'll really like them. They're Australian."
The minute I heard that my ears perked up. Australian accents have always made me soak my undies. The night was already looking better.
As I got dressed for our company, Steve handed me a pushup bra that I had stashed away, along with some other nasty outfits that I hadn't worn in years.
"You haven't worn this for me in a long time. And it would look great with those black thigh highs. Please?"
Well, I thought, what harm would it do? After all, who are these guys gonna tell? I don't know anyone in Australia. Besides, I knew dressing like a whore gets Steve going and I knew that after I listened to these guys all night, I would be ready for a little action myself once they left.
I put on the bra at Steve's request. It barely had enough material to cover my nipples! I also put on the thigh highs and a black mini skirt with a white sheer blouse. I didn't see the need for panties as I knew they would just get in the way later on.
As I was putting the final touches in my slutty outfit, I heard the doorbell ring. I could hear the muffled voices and loud laughter of the men downstairs. Well, here goes nothing, I thought.
I started to descend the staircase that led directly into the ****** room, where our guests had congregated. As I caught a glimpse of them, I slowed down so they could get a full eyeful as I walked down the stairs. These weren't the old machine salesmen I expected! These were two fabulous looking hunks of men talking to my husband. Both were tall with blond hair. One of the men noticed me immediately. He had been talking to Steve and stopped in mid sentence. Steve turned and gave me a smile of approval.
He turned to our guests and said, "Boys, I would like to introduce you to my lovely wife, Paula. Paula, this is Derek and Ian."
Derek was the more outgoing of the two. He had a 50,000 watt smile and piercing blue eyes. He also blatantly showed his appreciation for my outfit by staring at my now protruding nipples straining to get out of the sheer blouse.
Ian was more discrete, but just as appreciative. He was also a leg man and I was showing plenty of it!
I offered to get the boys a beer to get the evening started. I could tell they were watching my firm rear end as I was going into the kitchen. There was absolute silence until I had left the room. I poured myself a glass of wine and gulped it down to try to hide my nervousness. I didn't want to seem giddy in front of my husband. I wasn't sure how he would respond to his wife flirting with total strangers! I put three beers and my refilled glass of wine on a tray and went back into the ****** room.
Steve had been talking, almost whispering but stopped when he saw me walk into the room. The stereo had been turned on and soft music was playing. We started making small talk and loosened up a bit by the third or fourth round of drinks.
"Since we're almost out of beer and Paula's totally out of wine, I'm going to make a dash to the liquor store," Steve announced. I was flabbergasted! I offered to go instead but he would hear nothing of it. "Just make them feel at home", he said.
A nervous silence filled the room after Steve left. My heart was pounding so loud I was sure they could hear it. I've never been so attracted to anyone in my life! And to make matters worse, I wanted both of them. Me, a happily married woman!
Derek, sensing my nervousness, turned to me and with that fabulous accent said, "Steve never told us how beautiful and sexy his wife was. If he had I wouldn't have been so taken aback when you came down the stairs. Would you care to dance? I think Ian and I could move this table and we could make a dance floor."
"I haven't danced in years," I stammered. "Steve doesn't care much for it."
"Well I'm sure you haven't forgotten how." He moved toward me as Ian stood up to turn the volume up. It was a slow romantic ballad that was playing.
As I moved into his arms I thought I was going to die! I was trembling! We started swaying to the music, saying nothing. He lifted my chin and looked me in the eyes for what seemed like an eternity and gently kissed me. I couldn't believe it. I was so aroused I could feel my juices starting to flow. The song ended and I found myself pressed against Ian for the next one. I was really starting to get into all this attention! He kissed me as well, but when he did I felt his hands sliding down my back and onto my ass.
I had to take a break when the next song came on. As I downed what was left of my wine, I felt two arms wrap around my waist and soft kisses on my neck. I turned around and there was Derek. He grabbed me and kissed me again, softly at first, but then more passionately. I felt his tongue exploring my mouth and his hands on my breasts. He pulled away and started to unbutton my blouse. I knew I should have been protesting but I just couldn't. Ian was watching this and decided to make his move. He came up behind me and started lifting my skirt and caressing my smooth ass.
I was getting so hot my legs were getting weak. We moved over to the couch. As I undressed I could sense their eyes all over me and for the first time in a long time, I was proud of my body. I could see they were very aroused. Their cocks were straining to get out of their tight jeans and I wasn't going to make them suffer for long. Like an animal I fell to my knees and grabbed at their crotches. I wanted to what these magnificent men had to offer. I wasn't disappointed. Derek's cock was about eight inches long and very impressive as it stood out just begging to be licked. Ian's had to be over ten inches long! It was the biggest cock I had ever seen! I couldn't wait to straddle that one!
I leaned over to lick the precum off the head of Ian's giant cock when I heard the door open.
Oh my God! It was Steve! Here I was naked, on my knees with a cock in each hand. I turned and he was standing there with a twelve pack of beer and a huge smile on his face.
"I see you're making the boys feel right at home! Save a little of that action for me, would ya, boys!"
My embarrassment turned to full-blown lust when he said that. I knew I was going to get to "have my cake and eat it too". I turned into a bitch in heat. I started working my hands up and down Derek's shaft while letting my tongue and lips take care of Ian.
Steve started setting up the camcorder so I slowed the action so I could savor the moment on video.
Once the camcorder was up and recording, Steve stripped down to join the fun. I ordered Ian down onto the floor and straddled his massive cock. I slowly sat down on manhood, trying to get every inch inside my anxious pussy. I could feel it stretching my cunt walls! It was glorious! Then I started to gyrate my hips, I was ready to cum almost instantly. Derek stood next to me offering his cock to my waiting lips. His cock tasted so good! My other hand went to Steve's waiting cock. After a few strokes we all seemed to be moving in unison. I started to moan as I could feel the orgasm welling up inside me. Ian sensed this and began to buck underneath me. This was all it took; I was over the edge! I began to scream out in pleasure. Derek pulled out of my mouth and began to cum on my tits. I rubbed his cum all over my heaving breasts like it was an expensive skin lotion. Ian began to moan and I could feel him filling my cunt with his jism.
Steve orchestrated the next move, as he hadn't gotten to relieve his throbbing cock. He moved me onto the couch and rammed his manhood into my dripping pussy. He felt so good. He said he often fantasized about sloppy seconds. I was glad I could help him fulfill this one! He pumped as hard as he could, bringing me to another orgasm as Derek pulled my legs up giving Steve and the camcorder even better access to my pussy. This brought Steve to a powerful climax.
We all kind of collapsed where we were to recuperate. Within a few minutes, Ian had the camcorder in his hands. He zoomed in on me and on my mouth. I licked my lips to add to the effect. He came to me, cock in hand and brought it to my lips. I began to suck it for all I was worth while he filmed. I could feel Derek's fingers exploring my dripping cunt and began to feel the stirrings of another orgasm. After working my magic on Ian's cock I could tell he was ready to cum again. "Cum on my face" I begged. His jism started spewing on my face and onto my extended tongue. He zoomed in the lens to catch all the action.
Ian then ordered me onto all fours. He would be our director as he filmed our own personal porn. Derek came up behind me and began to fuck me doggy style and Steve moved so I could suck him off. My tits were bouncing to the rhythm of Derek's pumping into my pussy. I was so turned on. I felt like such a slut. I couldn't get enough cock! Again I was overcome by another powerful wave of orgasm after orgasm.
Derek ended his evening by releasing his load down the small of my back. Steve was the only one who came in my mouth that evening, but I kept it on my tongue and lips for the camera purposes before I swallowed it.
I had become a slut for the evening and had fulfilled Steve's fantasies as well as my own. After everyone had left, Steve and I staggered off to bed. We were both exhausted. We have since relived this evening several times by watching the tape. If Derek and Ian are ever back in town they have promised to stop by again. God, I hope so!
