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Bored housewife attends a party
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I'm a 32 year old housewife living in a suburban community in New
England. My husband is an architect who owns his own company and is
therefore out of town for extended periods. I've never
had to work as his income is more than ample to support our lifestyle.
After five years of marriage, I became bored with staying home and watching
the tube. We don't have any children and you can only clean the house so
many times per week. I decided to take a part time secretarial job
to get out in the world and meet new people.
Dressed in a navy blue suit I headed for my interview. The
skirt was long and the jacket offered no hint of what was lying beneath.
I'm fairly tall for a woman, at five foot seven. My medium sized breasts
are still quite firm, with large and sensitive nipples.
On a cold New England night they actually become so hard that they ache
miserably. I'm still trim and tight, though not as tight as I was ten
years ago. I feel I'm still a desireable woman.
On my first day at the job I dressed a little differently, since
it was the middle of August. I had also worn glasses for the interview.
Contact lenses are what I usually view the world through.
A skirt rode an inch or two above my knee. It zipped on the side and consisted
of thin, clingy material. The cut of my blouse exposed the outline of
my cleavage. My waist length hair was also worn in a tight bun for the
interview. It is normally worn free.
Over the months I became friends with two other women in
my office. They were both in their mid-twenties with one divorced
and the other still married. I had also turned down the advances of five
different men. I wondered if I were being faithful, or if
they simply didn't excite me. We eventually began going out to a pub
after work every Friday afternoon and stayed until late in the evening.
This happened only when my husband was out of town. After doing this for a
period we became known as regulars and eventually became familiar
with the other habitual attendees. Many of whom were male.
After being invited to a private party on one slow Friday afternoon
we decided it would be more fun then sitting alone in boredom.
When we got to the house we found there were only four men present.
After a good laugh at their inventive pick-up attempt we prepared to
leave. Jean, the divorcee, convinced us to stay for one drink. Nancy and
she parked on the couch with two of the men. I wound up in a love seat
with another. The fourth sat in a chair and began to work the control
on a VCR that perched atop the 25" screen.
By this time Jean was already making out with one of the men.
Nancy was gamely fighting off the advances of another. The one sharing
the seat with me was a perfect gentlman. As soon as the tape
began I knew it was a porno flick. You could tell it was X-Rated
by the quality of the film used to shoot the scenes.
I stood up and asked the others to join me, as I was leaving. We arrived
in Jean's car and she was in no hurry to leave at that point.
I meekly sat back onto the love seat and tried not to watch the
movie. To no avail. My attention wandered back to the screen time and
again by curiousity and something a little deeper. There were two men and two
women. One woman was on her back being eaten by one of the men. The other
man had his prick in her mouth and she was jerking his shaft in and out of
her throat. The second woman was lying across the first's body and sucking
her nipples while rubbing her clit. Soon the blond who had been lying on
her back got up and sat astride the male who was previously licking her
clitoris. After a few strokes, the other man came up behind her and plugged
into her other orifice.
The other woman just watched, while playing with herself.
I imagined she was anticipating her imminent impalation on those rather
large twin spikes. I glanced over at the couch and was incredulous at what
I was viewing. Jean had her blouse open and her bra off. Her partner was
busy sucking her hard little nipples into his mouth while his hand wandered
around beneath her skirt. Nancy was having her breasts fondled through the
material of her blouse. She stared at the screen with a look of sheer lust
in her eyes. My friend hadn't made a move, nor had the projectionist.
The movie became secondary as I became transfixed by the action on the
couch. I watched Jean slowly unzip his fly while cradling his balls in her
free hand. When his tool was free his arousal was obvious as the tip had
a bit of clear moisture clinging to it. She began to suck on his prick
while he fingered her pussy. Her dress was bunched around her waist while
her panties hung from one ankle. She wore a garter belt and hose, per usual.
Nancy was writhing on the couch in a hot embrace. In High School, we
called it dry fucking. He was rubbing his cock against her pussy while
they were both fully clothed. She quickly stood up, and disrobed entirely.
He took the opportunity to do the same. I let out a gasp as I watched my
married friend climb onto this stranger's lap and guide his cock into her
opening. He became fully engulfed at the first attempt which made me
understand just how wet she had become. They were soon slowly and passionately
making love. He sucked her large nipples into his mouth.
Jean and partner were devoid of clothing and enjoying
a slow, careful 69 on the rug beside the couch. The projectionist had his
shirt off and his cock in his hand. I found myself slowly gyrating in my
seat as, despite myself, I became aroused. My hand found it's way under my
dress to my crotch and I began to stroke my own clit. My other hand was pulling
on my nipples through the fabric of my blouse. I wasn't wearing a bra.
The gentleman sharing the small couch with me took this opportunity
to reach over and gently, though thoroughly, kiss me on the lips. Part of
this kiss entailed sucking on my lower lip. He then rose from the couch and
stripped completely. He had a very large cock. I'd never seen one quite that
long and as big around before. He just stood before my stroking that massive
organ with a small smile on his face. I had the overpowering urge to take
that beautiful cock into my mouth and stroke its veined shaft with both hands.
I reached out and grabbed him by the cheeks of his ass, pulling him towards
me. I soon found that I could get little more than the head into my
mouth. There was no way I could take that mass down my throat.
The projectionist began to remove my blouse. I shook at first
until I realized that I wanted my clothes on the floor as quickly as
possible. He then pulled off my skirt and pantyhose. I was now as naked
as everyone else in the room. I glanced at my two friends who were both
fucking on the floor, not far from where I sat. I soon had two cocks in
my face and took turns sucking them into my mouth. The second man had a
normal sized penis and I could take his whole cock into my mouth and down
my throat.
At this point my pussy began to drip and I had to have a
cock buried there. I commanded the man with the large cock to lie on his
back as I wanted to fuck him. He asked me to say the magic word. I found
myself begging this well hung stranger to fuck my pussy. I positioned myself
over that gargantuan shaft and slowly sat down until the head imbedded in
my soaked cunt. I began to wonder if my lips would open wide enough to allow
him total penetration. After some slow, gyrating, stabs I found him sliding
slowly home until he buried inside me to the hilt. I came before either
of us had the chance to move. I came loudly. A primal grunt built into a
high pitched scream as my cunt spasmed around that huge cock sliding
so deeply into my vagina.
Before I had the opportunity to recover, I found the second man's
prick in my face. As I sucked him off, I began to buck on the man pinned
beneath me. The fellow in my mouth grabbed my head and bucked rapidly.
I felt his come stream down my throat. I gagged for a second and pulled back
in time to have his second jet hit me full on the side of the face. It was then
I felt someone smear a greasy substance into my asshole. Nancy's
partner had clearly finished with her and was ready for more.
His vaseline slicked prick slowly slid all the way into me from
behind. I had thought there would be more pain involved. Maybe my state
of arousal just blotted out that aspect of his penetration. I now had two
well endowed males buried in my pussy and ass. I'd never dreamed that a
woman could experience a sensation of fullness and total eroticism quite
as intense as I was feeling at that moment. I pulled away from the man in
my cunt as the man in my ass jammed himself into me. On the downstroke, the
man on top would pull out. I felt like a ragdoll caught between these two
large males.
I came three times, violently, before the man in my ass began to
groan and pick up the pace. I could feel his come shoot deep within my
bowels. His orgasm clearly touched off his friend's, as he soon followed
suit. It appeared to take time to drain all the fluid from that
gigantic prick. He came in a dozen spasms. Half way through his
orgasm I had another.
Here I was lying on a living room floor with a stranger buried in
my ass, and another in my pussy. I could feel their come inside me and
running down my legs. A third mans sperm covered one side of my face.
And I didn't feel a semblance of guilt. I only felt satisfaction and
fullfillment.
We soon got dressed and left for home as the males all said they
were fucked out. I would have liked to stay for a little more of the same.
I just know this is going to happen again.
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