A Singaporean Milf & Her Fwb

A Date with the Host.

First time writing from my wife's POV...

It's been months since the visit to the special spa with the Hostess. I still get wet thinking about the session and how I was brought to uncontrollable orgasms again and again by the two hunky male therapists in the presence of the Hostess. I felt embarrassed yet aroused thinking about it, and would from time to time long to be pleasured like that again by two or more men. However, I didn't have to wait long.

The Invite.

The invite came out of nowhere. It was from the Hostess. She had a favor to ask. Her husband, the Host, was in Singapore to attend a function and needed a date. The hostess was not able to attend as she had some last minute family matters to attend to in Bangkok, so had asked if I would like to attend as his date for the evening. It wasn't anything too fancy, just a meeting with some business associates.

I was hesitant as my husband was away on a business trip and didn't know how he would react to this. I texted him about the request and he said he was fine with it so long as I had a good time and that I told him all about it when he got back. not sure if I would after what was about to happen.

With that, I agreed to attend the event and the Hostess was delighted and grateful. She told me that the Host would come round at 7pm to pick her up.

I was a little flustered now after agreeing to attend the event as I had not prepared for it at all. "What to wear? What to expect? Who would be there?" All these questions went through my mind, knowing that I didn't have my husband around to guide me and look out for me. To me, I was doing the Hostess a favor and so was planning to be just good company for the Host and be home early.

I picked out a nice evening dress, something not too formal and not too uncomfortable. It was a black, silky number with a plunging neckline and high slit on one side. It was a little body hugging but not too tight. However, a thong would be needed to avoid a VPL. I usually get easily aroused when I put on a thong under a nice dinner dress and I wished my husband was there to see me dress up. He would have been absolutely delighted and would probably ravish me before the night is over.

The Ride to the Venue.

The Host arrived punctually at 7pm, which was a good thing as I didn't want the night to end too late. The Host stopped the car at the driveway and promptly got out to help me with the door. As he opened the door, he took a good view of me. He was pleased and proud to have me as his date for the evening.

The Host was driving a 2 seater convertible which had very low seats. He held the passenger side car door open and helped me into the car. Due to the low seat, I struggled a little and had to pull my dress up to allow my legs into the car. As I did that, I exposed the front part of her lacy thong and my deep cleavage to the Host, who enjoyed the view.

After I was settled into the car, the Host promptly got into the driver's seat and off we went.

On the way, he thanked me for agreeing to join him for this event and hoped that I would enjoy myself. I politely thanked him for the invite and told him I would do my best to be a nice date for the night. Seeing how high the slit of my dress went up, the Host had a feeling that it would be a good evening.

The Venue.

We arrived at the venue for the event, which was at an exclusive clubhouse in the West side of Singapore. It was one of those historic Colonial bungalows that have been converted into a charming party venue.

There were around 50 or so guests and all were dressed smartly but not too formally, thankfully, as I was worried I had over dressed for the night.

The bungalow had two floors and was nicely decorated for the event with a huge event hall at the lower floor and lounge spaces upstairs. There was a nice front lawn beautifully illuminated by string lights that hung from tree to tree. Pop-up bars serving food and drinks found at almost every corner of the venue ensured that guests have ample supply to get drunk.

The event was to celebrate a launch of a new product and the Host appears to be one of the sponsors of this product. As he mingled and greeted the guests at the party, he introduced me as a friend and date for the evening. It wasn't awkward as the guests didn't seem to mind that the Host wasn't here with his wife. I guess it was pretty common to bring a date that is not one's spouse to these events.

Very soon the party was in full swing and everyone was drinking, chatting, laughing and making merry, celebrating a successful product launch.

I lost my "date" for a bit and was chatted up by two nice looking gentlemen. Both looked like in their mid-forties, tall, fit, well groomed, good looking and well spoken. The darker one, whom I call A, had a well-trimmed beard and appeared to be of Chinese - Indian decent, spoke with a British accent, but not in a snobbish way. The other, whom I call B, appears European, clean cut and with streaks of grey on either side of his temples, spoke with a French accent.

Both gentlemen were more dashing than the most of the men there and I felt honored to have their attention. They appeared to be there without dates and made small talk with me, seeing that I was 'abandoned' by my date. Nice of them to be keeping me company but I couldn't help but notice them stealing peeks at my ample cleavage, which was flattering and awkward at the same time. I tried to pay no attention to it.

As the night proceeded, and the drinks flowed, I started to feel more relaxed. Over the music and chatter in the room and under the influence of alcohol, I could only make out parts of what they were trying to say but I kept my best to keep up. We chatted about everyday stuff but they mostly complimented me on how I looked, which was working on me. I could feel them getting closer and more touchy. I blamed it on the alcohol but I guess part of the blame lies with me not resisting them.

I looked around for the Host and saw him having a deep serious conversation with some of his business partners and decided not to disturb him.

A then suggested that we head to the bar for a seat to get more comfortable, and I obliged as I was starting to feel my high heels from all that standing around.

We found an empty corner at the end of the bar but there was only one bar stool available. The gentlemen promptly offered it to me. I struggled a little to get my bum up the seat and as I did, the slit of my dress parted, briefly exposing bits of my lacy thong. The gentlemen didn't miss it and smiled as they watched me struggle up the stool. I crossed my legs and as I did, I exposed myself unintentionally again, to my embarrassment.

The Set-up.

Once I settled into my seat, I was immediately surrounded by the gentlemen to both of my sides. They wasted no time in ordering more drinks for me. I knew what they were up to but I didn't refuse and I was basking in the attention that both of them were showering on me.

My dress continued to part along the slit due to my seating position and the gentlemen saw me struggling to keep the dress together. To protect my dignity, they moved closer to me on either side, shielding me from view of others. That was kind of them but I also knew that others would not be able to see what the gentlemen were doing with me.

As the drinks flowed, the gentlemen started leaning closer and closer to me, to the point where we were touching. I didn't mind as it gave me something or someone to lean on as the alcohol started to take effect on me.

Soon, I was leaning onto the firm, muscular chest of A, who was standing right behind me. B was standing right infront of me, leaning onto my exposed thigh. Both were making good conversation, making me giggle and bringing down my guard.

Then I started to feel A's hand and fingers gently caressing my lower back. A was moving cautiously, as though he was waiting for a reaction from me but I didn't flinch. At the same time, B started putting his hand on my exposed thigh, testing to see if I would react. I should have but didn't as the attention was intoxicating.

Seeing that I was offering no resistance, the gentlemen got bolder and started to explore more and more of my body. A was now feeling up and down my back, running his fingers over the outline of my bra through the thin, silky material of my dress. B was even bolder, running his fingers up and down my exposed upper thigh, moving closer to my crotch area. As they were doing this, they kept eye contact with me, looking for a sign of a reaction from me but all they got were my eyes in a dreamy state as both the alcohol and the arousal took hold of me.

B wasted no time and slowly moved his fingers up my thigh and made contact with the lacy fabric of my thong. I giggled as he did that but did not resist and B took that as an invitation to step it up.

A was now doing the same, moving his hand down my lower back, feeling for my thong. When he found it, he gently ran a finger over the outline of my thong down to my ass crack.

All the gentlemen were waiting for was an 'invitation' from me to do more and I did. I sat up from the back rest of the stool to give A more access to my lower back, and I parted my thighs slowly for B. The gentlemen didn't miss the invitation and proceeded to grope me there as I sat on the bar stool. I closed my eyes as the gentlemen had their way with me, but I was conscious that people would see but it appears that where we were seated no one was drawn to what was happening.

I wished the attention I was getting was not interrupted but I suddenly felt the urge to visit the ladies. I asked the gentlemen to excuse me and staggered off my seat. The gentlemen promptly reached out and supported me. A held my hand and slowly led me to the ladies, seeing that I was not walking properly. Damn heels!

The Ambush.

I made my way to the ladies and as I was relieving myself, I found my privates to be soaking wet. I was totally aroused by what was happening without knowing it. I felt embarrassed but wonderful. My mind was telling myself to put an end to this but my body was saying otherwise. My thong was completely soaked and I decided that I should not put them back on. Big mistake.

I freshened up as best I could, straightened up myself and slowly walked out of the ladies. Waiting for me outside was A, who was there to escort me back to my seat. However, instead of leading me back to the bar, he suggested that we go for some air, seeing that I needed it. I thought it was a good idea.

We wandered around the large building and found an unoccupied study with a large comfortable couch, which looked like a nice place to rest for a bit.

A thoughtfully poured me a glass of water from the mini bar in the room and suggested that I get comfortable on the sofa. As I did so, he closed the door behind him, cutting off all the noise from the party. We were now completely alone in the room. I sat down on the couch, took off my heels and rested. A walked over and sat down beside me, asking me if I was alright.

I told him that I was fine and before I knew it, he leaned in to give me a soft kiss on my lips. I didn't know what got over me but I instinctively kissed him back. This was the cue that he needed to pull me in and give me a deep kiss. I parted my lips to let his tongue into my mouth. We locked lips in a passionate kiss.

Soon, we were locked in an intimate embrace as he started to grope me, feeling my back, moving his hand slowly down to my hips. As he felt my bums, he realised that my thong was gone. This gave him the courage to lift up my dress up to my waist, exposing my bare bum.

I kept my legs crossed, trying hard to protect my dignity as he started to feel up my bare bums, grabbing them gently. He pulled me so that my bum was off the sofa and this gave him access to my ass and slit from behind.

I was held tightly by A as we continued to lock lips, his tongue feeling the inside of my mouth. As he was doing that, his right hand was now gently exploring my ass and moving closer to my slit. He felt my moisture and expertly spread it between my slit and my ass.

To stop him from accessing my slit and ass, I broke the kiss and leaned back onto the sofa, offering up my cleavage to A. Without hesitation, he dove into my chest area and started feeling up my boobs with both his hands. I leaned back and closed my eyes, allowing him free access to my ample chest. A started kissing my neck, sucking on my skin like a vampire. Slowly, he moved down to my chest and started pulling down the straps of my dress, exposing my lacy balcony bra.

Very quickly, my dress was pulled down to my waist, exposing my full bosoms in a fitting lacy bra. A stopped to admire the view and smiled. Our eyes connected for a moment and I was embarrassed. I should have put a stop to the proceedings but was too weak to do so. That was when the door opened, to my shock.

Double Teamed.

In walked B, who quickly closed and locked the door behind him. I tried to pull up my dress but A stopped me and leaned in to kiss me again.

I was now locked in a room, with two strange men, in various stages of undress, without a thong or panties for protection.

Not wanting to miss out, B walked over to us and stood over, admiring my partially exposed body, as A continued to undress me, pull down my bra straps as he gently kissed my shoulders.

I tried to keep my legs crossed but was not able to hide the fact that I was soaking wet with my juices flowing out my slit staining the leather couch.

B, still standing over us admiring the scene, started to undress. He removed his jacket and his shirt, leaving only his tight pants on hiding an enormous erection.

A also started to do the same, stripping down as he continued to kiss and grope me. I offered no resistance, frozen and overwhelmed with arousal.

A paused for a while and stood up next to B, and in unison with B, removed their pants, exposing their massive hard-ons that we held in tight fitting briefs. They were like predators, standing over a prey they were about to devour.

They both reached out a hand and held me up by my hands. In the process, my dress slipped completely off, exposing my clean shaven slit to them. They liked what they saw and licked their lips in anticipation.

A then grabbed me and gave me a deep kiss, while B came up from behind and sandwiched me between them. B grabbed my ass before moving his hand up to my bra and expertly removing the clasps. He then pulled the bra straps off my shoulders and removed the bra from between me and A. He took a deep sniff of the C cups of my bra and threw it across the room.

I was now completely naked, sandwiched between these two large men, completely helpless and at their mercy, wishing that my husband or the Host would be there to protect or rescue me.

I could feel the massive erections of the men rubbing and poking into my body as they continued to sandwich me between them, groping every inch of my body with their hands, tasting every inch of my body with their lips.

They then sat me down on the couch and faced me with their massive erections, waiting for a reaction from me. I knew I was trapped. I knew there was no way I could get out of this without giving the men what they wanted. I knew I had to make them cum. The sooner i do so, the sooner this will end.

Reluctantly, I reached up and started to feel their erections over their briefs. they were huge. As I touched the erections, they got bigger and bigger.

The gentlemen then pulled down their briefs and out sprung two massive cocks in front of me. Both were clean shaven and circumcised, with huge bulbs at the end thick long shafts. Very impressive specimens, I thought to myself.

The cocks were throbbing and precum was oozing out from them. I would like to think that was because of me.

I reached out to touch one cock with each hand and this caused the men to moan. It was clear to see that they have been waiting for this for a while.

Using my fingers, I spread the precum over the head of each cock. The men loved it moaned in appreciation. Soon the cocks glistened with precum and I began to stroke them with all my fingers and palm. They were huge and getting bigger.

Expertly, my began to jerk them off with my hands and the men responded and their resistance was slowly breaking.

I tried to make them cum with my hands and almost succeeded but it's clear the mean wanted more.

A put his hand behind my head and pull my head towards his cock. I had no choice but to stick out my tongue and lick his head. Let out a moan as I did. I did the same for B and the reaction was the same. Soon both men were moaning to my tongue and finger play, reaching the edge of orgasm, but they wanted more.

A then held his shaft and guided the head of his cock to my mouth, I had no choice but to let it slide into my mouth. It was too big so I had to grab it by the shaft to prevent it from slipping down my throat and choke me. I tasted his sweet precum and expertly sucked on his head. He loved it. I then switched over to B and did the same.

Soon, I was giving both of them full on blow jobs, like a slut wife that my husband wanted me to be. The men were enjoying themselves, caressing my hair, my boobs as I held their cocks in my hand and devouring their cockheads as best as I could. My face was covered in precum and saliva as the cocks rubbed onto my face everytime I switched between them. I took the cocks into my throat as deep as I could but I had a feeling this wasn't enough for the men.

Fully Taken.

With their cocks throbbing and at the verge of orgasm, the men then deliberately stopped the blow jobs and stood me up. B, who was standing behind me, pulled my hand behind my back, causing me to be fully exposed to A who was standing in front of me.

A then proceeded to grab my exposed boobs and sucked on my nipples. He then ran his hands down my body towards my clean shaven slit. He could feel the juices smeared around my crotch area and proceeded to stick his finger into my slit. He was not disappointed with what he found and I was soaking wet and my pussy was throbbing.

With that, the gentlemen bent me over the couch with my ass sticking up in the air, facing away from them.

A stayed behind me, pushing me down in my bent-over position, holding my arms behind me. B then came to my front and positioned his cock in front of my face. I was about to be spitroasted by the men.

Here I am, in a totally compromised position wondering how I got here. Looking back, I thought to myself that I shouldn't have accepted the invite without my husband to accompany me. I shouldn't have drank for much. I shouldn't have let them have their way with me. I shouldn't have followed A here. It's all too late now as I will not be able to stop what's coming.

A positioned his massive cock head at the opening of my slit, which was soaked and slippery. Without warning, he thrust his thick hard rod into me. It entered me easily at the beginning, partly because I was so wet and partly because my body wanted it. As his cock slowly made his way inside me, I began to feel my insides being stretched out. I could feel every inch of his man hood as it slowly penetrated me.

As I opened my mouth to let out a scream, B thrust his cock into my mouth, gagging me. Both of them pushed inside me as far as they could go, before slowly pulling out almost completely, as though to measure how much I could take.

They then repeated the motion slowly, pushing deep inside me before pulling almost all the way out. The insides of my vagina were completely stimulated and every time I was penetrated, my g-spot was rubbed and aroused. They seem to know exactly what to do and how to do it and before long I was surrendered.