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What A Party

What A Party

by ny7fun
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This story has hotwife and or sharing dynamics at play. I would suggest if this doesn't interest you to go ahead and find a topic that does. Of course you are entitled to read it so you can commemt something to the effect of, " same old cuck, sissy bullshit.". yada yada yada.

If that's your bag, then enjoy.

I look at myself in the mirror and smile. I know that when I walk out of the bathroom, the night will most likely lead to some intense sex with my husband.

We attended a party tonight for my college roommate. It was a fun night, even though I initially didn't want to go. I hadn't seen my roommate in a few years but stayed in touch with her the way people do these days.

My husband, Eric, convinced me we should go. He knows my roommate as well, as we all went to college together. He is a social person and always enjoys a party.

What I wasn't expecting was for Jay to be there. I thought my roommate had lost contact with him, but I was wrong.

Jay was a crush of mine in college. I had wanted him back then, but nothing ever came of it. Some years later, we started talking on social media, which eventually spilled into phone conversations.

Those conversations, laced with some flirting, probably crossed a line for a married woman. My husband came across them, and he was hurt and angry. I knew what mattered to me most, and that was the last time I spoke with Jay. Now, more than 20 years later, we found ourselves at the same party.

When we walked into the party, we said hello to my roommate. After the usual greetings, she told me to grab a drink and say hello to everyone--and casually mentioned that Jay was inside and excited to see me. My roommate and I exchanged a knowing look--a mix of surprise and excitement. She knew I had crushed on him in college (and, well, so had she). My husband caught the look, ignored it, and said, "Let's go get that drink."

Jay still looked good. We'd all aged, approaching 50 now, but he had lost some weight and looked to be in great shape. His bald head suited him, and his beautiful smile, just as it always had, lit up his mocha-colored skin.

Since neither of us knew many people at the party, we ended up spending most of the evening together as a trio. We laughed, danced, drank, and caught up.

The night turned out to be a lot of fun. Though I was initially nervous that my husband's old insecurities about Jay might ruin the evening, it was quite the opposite. Eric and Jay hit it off too. The man my husband had once been so jealous of years ago now seemed to no longer threaten him. By the end of the night, we exchanged numbers and promised to make plans in the near future.

On the drive home, Eric and I talked about what a great time we had. He even apologized for getting in the way of my friendship with Jay all those years ago. I reassured him there was no need to apologize--I would always choose him over anyone else.

Our marriage has grown since the time my husband saw those conversations. Where my husband once was very insecure and jealous all those years ago. Now with maturity and his own performance in bed improving greatly, he will often tease me with dirty talk about giving me more, or even giving me two men for my pleasure.

He has also teased about me being built for bbc as he says. I didn't even know what that meant. But when I looked it up I immediately thought of Jay, who also years back in our flirty conversations said the same thing about my figure.

In a braggadocios tone Jay would often tell me that I was built to fuck black cock, more specifically his. That he wanted to show me what my body was capable of and what I was missing out on.

I would tell him a dick is a dick. He would laugh at that and say clearly you haven't fucked with the right dick.

I am so reluctant to play along with my husband's talk, but find myself so incredibly turned on by it. My conservative demeanor always wins out, but tonight I feel like I'm ready to break from that mold. I don't know if he will bring it up tonight but after seeing Jay I'm pretty sure he will, and I find myself excited for whats to come.

I shut the light and walk into the bedroom. Eric is standing just a few feet outside the door waiting for me. Dressed only in his boxers, his lean and fit body looks inviting. The gentle glow from his bedside lamp is the only light in the room, allowing for an intimate backdrop. He motions with a finger for me to come to him.

I diligently obey our eyes locked on each other. As soon as I am face to face with him he playfully grabs me by the waist, spins me around and gently but with a firmness pushes me against the wall. His heated gaze stays with mine as his lips brush on my neck earlobes. I try but I can't hold back and allow a moan of acceptance to escape my lips.

His energetic desire lets me know what he thought of the revelation that Jay was excited to see me. He was incredibly turned on by it and I knew immediately that tonight was going to be a wild one.

He pulls off me and we again stare deep into each other's eyes, the sexual tension growing with each passing moment. His hand run down my body and then under my dress that I still have on from the party. His mouth is at my ear and his hand is gently rubbing my pussy through the fabric of my thong when his voice slow and full of intent asks me, "did it excite you to see him again, to know he was excited to see you."

Before I could answer he slides down my body, I can feel his hardness running along my leg. He hooks his thumbs on my thong and pulls it down, spreading my legs apart as he brings his tongue to my pussy. His question did exactly what I'm sure he wanted it to do, that is to make me wet with desire.

My husband can eat pussy, well. He does it with a passion and hunger. You can feel how much he enjoys it by the energy he puts into it. Tonight is no different. He slowly laps at me, spreading his tongue wide as he runs it up my opening. He then slowly runs it back down.

God, he knows how much I love this. Every time he starts his upward stroke his tongue puts downward pressure on my opening building my arousal with each pass. I'm quickly becoming a puddle from his amazing tongue work.

He senses I am about to go over the top so he slowly starts to kiss all around my flower and gently sucking on my labia. Eventually he stands up and places one hand on the side of my face the other replaced his tongue and he is gently teasing me. Applying just enough pressure that I can feel he is about to penetrate me, but not enough to actually do it.

"So my vixen you never answered my question, did it excite you to see him again tonight, did it excite you to know he was excited to see you?

I let out a moan that betrayed my true feelings. My husband, encouraged by this continued on.

"Babe, you know he wants to fuck you, he wants to use his big cock to fuck my wife!"

With that he allowed his finger to slip within my dripping entrance. I let out an even more urgent and louder moan as he did this. He began moving his finger in a come to me motion within me.

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I was a mess and was rapidly approaching my release. My husband watched in delight as he brought this out of me. "Answer me Jen, does that excite you as much as it does me that he wants to fuck my wife?"

He was being so vulgar and I liked it. I gave him the answer I knew he wanted, the truth. There was no sense denying it.

"Yes it excited me to hear he still desires me after all these years." My voice gravelly, "God, it got me hot."

I grabbed his hand that was on my face and seductively wrapped my mouth around his thumb and began slowly sucking it as he continued pleasing me with his fingers. He gave a cocky chuckle, his confidence growing to my match my own boldness.

"Hmm, look at my wife, my sweet, shy, and conservative wife. Sucking on my fingers as she is about to cum thinking about her crushes thick cock."

That's all it took. Those words sent me over the top and I orgasmed on my husband's hand. When he sensed me cuming he pushed his fingers deep into me and then drove his palm into my clit pushing me into the wall and pinning me there.

It felt so good to finally get that release and he allowed me to enjoy it. I opened my eyes and he was just looking deeply into them. I still had his finger in my mouth and slowly pulled of it.

He still had me pushed against the wall and spoke again. "I'm happy you enjoyed that my little vixen. Now remove your dress for me and get ready to step out of that comfortable little shell you keep yourself in!"

I smiled my must seductive smile at him as I slipped out of my dress. I stood before him naked as he slide his boxers off and just admired me as he stroked his cock.

There is something very sexy about watching a man stroke himself, especially to you. He did that for a few moments and then told me to come to him. I again did as instructed, pretty sure I knew what he wanted. He embraced me in a passionate kiss and then told me to lay on the bed.

I did as asked and laid on my stomach, positioning myself so that my head was just at the side of the bed. My husband walked over to me called me a good girl and presented his hard member to my waiting mouth.

I wanted so badly to eagerly attack his cock, but knew we had a long evening planned, so I took my time on him. He loves this type of head. Happy to admire me as I worship his cock.

I ran my tongue all along his shaft and circled his smoothly shaved balls. Eventually I ran my tongue up the base of his shaft and took his significant member into my mouth. I worked myself into a slow but steady pace on his cock.

Hearing his moans of ecstasy drove me on. I knew I was driving him wild and loved the feeling of power as I did. It wasn't long before he gruffly started to dirty talk again.

"Jen my God, you are so good at this. You are so talented with a cock in your mouth. I tell you all the time but you my wife are built for cock. This body needs so much more. I can't explain it but I love the idea of you handling two cocks."

With this he leaned forward and slapped and grabbed my ass.

"This girl, this ass is what every guy who sees you wants. What he wants Jen, he wants to fuck this sweet juicy ass. Could you imagine that, him behind you right know fucking you right in front of me?"

A moan escaped my lips as I felt my heart rate jump the pulsing within my neck and head impossible to ignore. My God I wanted so badly for him to continue, to push me to a territory I was afraid to go to by myself.

I wanted my moan to be enough of a sign buy knew it wasn't. After so many attempts in the past on his part to push me along, I knew he needed something more concrete to proceed. Saying a few minutes ago that it excited me to know Jay wanted me was a big step, but I know he wanted more, to hear that I wanted to have Jay fuck me.

I built up every bit of courage I could find. It seemed impossibly wrong to tell my husband I want another man to fuck me. Is all I was able to get out was an "uh huh," in response to his question.

I couldn't believe I even did that. I know for a lot of women, it might seem like no big deal. But for me, for conservative and shy me it was like an earthquake went off in our room.

I was nervous that Eric didn't hear me, but I needn't be. He Immediately responded to my meager response. I swear his cock got stiffer in my mouth as he again started talking.

"Oh baby It's so damn sexy to hear you say that. I always knew you crushed on Jay but didn't think it still had a hold on you like that." Jay? Jay, is who you can imagine yourself getting fucked by my little pet. He is the one that finally got you to play along."

He removed himself from my mouth and knelt down in front of me, passionately kissing me.

I felt him reaching for something under the bed. He then stood up and in his hand next to his own stiff cock was a thick brown dildo. My heart again was beating faster as I knew my husband was fully planning on taking me out of my comfort zone tonight.

He didn't say a thing and nervously I took his member into my mouth again. I gave him head for only moment or two when he took the toy and placed it on the bed in front of me and then took my hand and placed it on the toy.

"Jen, don't forget your friend, he waited a long time to experience how good you are at sucking cock."

With that he stood up and took a step back, slowly stroking himself waiting to see what I would do.

I was so tentative, but slowly I looked at my hand. The contrast between my hand and the toy was striking. I decided to do it and I bashfully brought my lips to the head of the toy and allowed it to slowly invade my mouth.

I felt lightheaded as I slowly started to pleasure toy Jay. I immediately noticed the thickness to the toy. My husband's 7 inches is large by most standards, but this toy was a little longer than that and like I said thick. I noticed a heat growing beneath my legs as I excitedly thought about what it would feel like to enter me.

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Eric and I again locked eyes, his betraying to me how badly he wanted this. Again, he started speaking, his voice, full of desire.

"Jen you look so unbelievably sexy right now. You looked so amazing with his cock in your mouth. I can't wait to watch you take him."

With that he took a step forward and again presented his own hard cock to my mouth. This time I went at him with more aggression and he liked it. He placed his hand on my head and started to match my thrusts, basically fucking my mouth.

This was all so out of character for us, but it felt as though we were both settling into the direction the night was going to take us. Eric again pulled himself out of me and bent down and gave me a wet kiss, our faces inches away from toy Jay. For some reason that turned me on so much and I couldn't believe I said it but I broke the kiss and with a devilish smile told Eric, "I need to get fucked."

He smiled at me saying, "I was hoping you would say that. I'm going to go first. Stay just like this I want to take you prone. Your thick ass is made for it."

Hearing him say he was going first continued the fire burning within. He climbed on the bed and positioned himself behind me. He teased me for a moment, running himself along my ass crack and then down my opening. He was surprised and said so just as he entered me.

"Holy shit Jen, you are a sopping mess. I never saw you this wet in all our years together."

Ughh, hearing those words as his stiff length fully engorged me was heaven and I had to hold back from having another orgasm. He went full in on the first stroke, lodging himself deep within me as he bent down and whispered into my ear.

"Suck Jay's cock as I fuck you baby. I want to watch you unleash your inner slut, I know she's in there."

With that he pushed up with his arms on either side of me and started to give me what I asked for. His body slapping into mine was all you heard for a moment, that and the sound of my absolutely sopping wet entrance getting what it desired.

I have never heard myself so wet and it totally set me on fire. I looked at my hand again wrapped around the dark toy and brought it to my mouth.

I was doing it, holy fuck, I was doing it. After years of my husband teasing and dirty talking about me being made for two cocks. I was actually doing it, and in all honesty it felt like I was good at it. We, the three of us I guess you could say, settled into a real good rhythm. And I found myself feeling like I was floating on a wave, my body steadily rocking between my husband's thrusts and my own onto Jays cock.

After a few moments of this my husband placed his hand on the back of my head and started guiding me onto Jays dick. Eventually he started to go harder and with it so did his hand, so that I was gagging on the toy as I kept taking it deeper into my mouth. I was in ecstasy having never been fucked with this much energy.

We were a couple who made love. My husband had so much respect for me that we never really fucked, fucked like two people who just met and wanted just show how good they were in bed, with energy like this. Though he dirty talked, it always stayed within a range. But tonight was different, tonight was electric, tonight I was letting go as much as he always wanted me too.

Eventually Eric couldn't keep his pace up and collapsed onto me again pushing himself deep into me.

"Damn Jen you are unbelievable. I can't believe how well you just took that dick all while sucking Jay. I have told you forever you are built for this, babe you are a natural. Are you ready for him to fuck you?"

With that he pulled himself from me and instructed me to flip over onto my back. He bent down and again passionately kissed me. Kneeling at my side he took the toy in my hand and smiled down at me as he began to rub the toy gently up and down my opening.

"Jen girl, I know you have waited for this since college. Don't lie to me and deny it. I know you always fantasized about this, about him, so just enjoy yourself."

With that he continued teasing me just rubbing the toy up and down my entrance. With every stroke he was applying more and more pressure and eventually with me being so aroused and wet it slowly sunk into me. Oh god it was an amazing feeling.

like i said, it was thicker than anything I've experienced and it brought a painful yet wickedly delicious feeling over me. My normal tendency is to be bashful about something like this. But tonight I was doing as Eric said and just imagined it was Jay.

Eric for his part was slowly feeding my hungry pussy the impressive tool. He was going slow with it allowing me to get used to it as well as just savor the feeling. The pain giving way to undeniable pleasure.

"Jen how does it feel. I'm giving it to you slow for now. I imagine after all those years waiting you two would probably be slow and sensual at first before you went at each other. I would let you two have that moment before I get back involved."

I let out a moan as he said this. The realization that my husband has thought about this so thoroughly sent a delightful chill through out my body. He has actually imagined me fucking Jay, probably pleasures himself thinking about just that.

I thought about what Eric said, and I'm thinking if something was ever to happen with Jay it would probably go just as my husband suspected. After those early years of flirting and seemingly still having the deep hidden desire for each other we would probably have a moment of intimacy.

A time to look into each other's eyes, maybe passionately kiss, take in the fact that after so many years our bodies were now molded as one.

The thought of it all was rapidly turning me into a puddle. I was brought back to reality by my husband's words, again stoking the fire.

"Jen you look absolutely amazing taking this thick cock. The way it contrast with your skin. You were made for this Jen. I love that you are mine, but it turns me on so much thinking about you letting go and being with another. I can't explain why, and i'm not sure I understand it completely, but it makes me nuts thinking about sharing you."

Again I just moaned getting lost within my husband's confession. I reached my hand out finding his cock. It was rock hard, usually without some stimulation he will soften some, but today he seemed to be getting all the stimulation he needed from just confessing to me and watching my reaction.

I'm usually a one and done girl but surprisingly tonight, I wanted a lot more. I wanted to have the both of them again and I pulled my husband towards my mouth to give him pleasure he so badly deserved. When I took him into my mouth he again slowed his pace down and I quickly found my grove to match my efforts to his.

We seemed to be a well oiled machine at this and I just keep thinking about how my husband somehow knew it all along. How many times he told me I was made for two cocks that I was a natural. The more I did it, I felt like I had to agree with his assessment.

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