Kari
I was reclining on the bed in my room, rubbing my breasts. A sheen of sweat covered my body. My pussy was throbbing- I was uncontrollably horny.
Suddenly, Craig appeared from my left, and walked to the edge of the bed, naked and erect. "I've been thinking about that handjob since the moment I finished all over you," he said. "It was the hottest moment of my life. I've wanted to see your tits since my first day working at the station and this week is a dream come true."
Without saying a word, I grabbed his cock and started jerking. I couldn't believe I was doing this again. Before it was a professional necessity, but now I had no excuse.
Ray appeared out nowhere from the right side of the bed. I let go of Craig and immediately covered myself. I'd been caught by my boss jacking off the intern. I was about to lose my job.
Instead, Ray smiled at me. "I saw you looking at my cock before, Kari. I know you wanted to touch it. Now you have another chance." He moved closer, dangling it in front of me. Tentatively, I touched it, grabbed it, started rubbing it. I picked Craig's back up too, beginning my first double handjob. This felt so naughty and wrong, and so good.
"I should not be doing this to you guys, I'm married," I said weakly, but my actions belied my words as I started stroking even more eagerly.
"Your husband thinks you're a slut, so show him a slut," said Ray.
He was right, I stroked harder. I wanted to punish Jeff for being so rude to me, and it felt so wrong but so exciting to do it this way.
Suddenly the lights came on and I realized the room was quite crowded. Jeff was watching. Paige and her husband Mike were watching. Many of my other coworkers from the station and friends from church and our neighborhood were there, too. I wanted to stop, to hide. But I was powerless to stop stroking these 2 beautiful cocks. "Jeff, I'm sorry, I want to stop but I just can't!" I'd never been so horny or so embarrassed. Jeff said nothing, but just watched, looking furious.
Then the cum started. Craig and Ray started spraying it. Dumping on my face, my mouth, my whole body. It seemed like there were gallons of it. The people in the room started to point and snicker as it leaked down into my pussy. Jeff buried his head in his hands as it covered me completely and formed a thick sheet that threatened to suffocate me.
I woke up. I'd been dreaming. None of it was real, except the sweat covering my body and the tingle in my pussy. I'd been masturbating in my sleep, and I'd leaked wetness all over the bed. It was soaked.
I'd never had such a vivid dream, and I'd never had an orgasm in my sleep. What was happening to me in this place?
I looked at the clock. It was 11pm, I'd been sleeping for just over 3 hours. I had to get back to work soon. I quickly showered and got ready.
A knock came at the door just as I finished getting ready. I opened it and let Ray in. It was time for me to go check out the nightlife of Brazen Bend. Jade had arranged a discount for one of the Bacheloretre parties if they agreed to let me join them on their night out. We'd air footage from the night out and my report on it tomorrow night as part of out coverage of the town's tourism industry.
We arrived at the bar to meet up with the party, and I was surprised to find Jade there. "It's been a while since I've had a chance to cut loose a little, I figured I'd join you," she explained. I was just glad for another friendly face.
We entered the bar, and met up with our bridal party. There were only 4 girls, and the bride was Kristen. Her body was like a barbie doll, perfectly proportioned. Nice, perky tits and a perfectly toned ass. She had dark hair and beautiful eyes, and looked like she might have some fractional Asian ancestry. I was introduced to her friends, but it was so loud that I didn't catch their names. There was a curvy, voluptuous bleach blond, a hispanic girl with big oval shaped boobs and a big butt, and a skinny and flat chested but pretty girl with sandy blond hair. The latter looked absolutely humuliated to be there and was constantly covering herself.
The bar was set up right on the river, and was themed as a beach bar, indeed the building overlooked a sand bar that jutted into the body of water itself. Patrons of the bar were scattered both inside and outside and there were bars and music in both areas.
We started in the outdoor "beach" area and were soon recognized by almost everyone in the place. The chieftess and the TV reporter were hard to miss. Pretty much everyone wanted to buy us drinks and shots, and I was soon feeling a good buzz.
No small number of college boys tried to hit on me, several asking for my number and some making comments and suggestions that were even more forward. I was polite but always in the end displayed my wedding ring and explained that I was married. "How does your husband feel about you partying naked out here?" asked one of them.
"He doesn't like it," I said with honestly that was probably fueled by alcohol.
"I wouldn't either. Have you seen any dicks bigger than his?" he asked.
"Tons!" I answered, again a little too quick with the honesty. It was true. I'd tried not to compare dick sizes but I couldn't help it. I'd certainly seen smaller dicks than Jeff's here but my best estimate placed him near the bottom quartile. I then realized that I was talking about my husband's relatively small dick to a stranger, and had subconsciously been sneaking glances to see how well endowed the guys around me were. I said nothing more and excused myself from the conversation.
Ray and Craig were filming footage of the crowd at the bar, including Jade and me occasionally. Ray checked in on me periodically to make sure I was ok. "Might want to slow down on the drinking," he said at one point. Was I that noticably drunk?
"Every guy who talks to you for more than 30 seconds gets a hard on," said Ray. "I don't blame them, but I just want you to be safe."
"That is for sure the weirdest compliment anyone has ever given me while staring at me naked," I teased.
