Bringing In The New Year With A Bang
If you've ever been to a swinger's party, this story will not seem so unusual, although there was something very special and sexy about it, even in that context. If you've never been to such a party, you can only imagine what you have missed. I only wish it had started earlier in my life.
My wife, Evette, is as hot as they come. She's just over 5'1" inch of sexual energy, encased in an athletic and firm body. Her tits are the artistic work of a plastic surgeon, and while large, seem to fit her body and personality perfectly. When she wears something sheer at a lifestyle gathering, it's all I can do to keep from focusing only on her.
Our New Year's celebration in fact started the night before, as we spent the night at a close couple friend's house, where we played for a few hours before trying to get a good night's sleep. While I was fully on my game that night, the Mr. of other couple had a problem fully performing. We both agreed that he could "take another shot" the next morning before we headed out to breakfast. He and I were the first ones up and had a cup of coffee while discussing the likely events of the night to come. Before too long, he asked whether it would be ok with Evette if we woke her up with a little "love." Well, it turns out that sleepy sex in the morning is about her favorite thing. I asked if he would mind my joining as well, starting our day with a threesome. He liked the idea as much as I did, so we quietly slipped into the room that we had slept in the night before and laid on either side of Evette with him to her back and me facing her still lightly sleeping face.
He started to awaken her by gently rubbing her shoulders with his left hand while his right hand move down to her naked ass. I saw her eyes open slowly and a smile start to form as she realized that it was not me caressing her from behind. I kissed her and said good morning, even as I began to gently stroke her beautiful breasts and moved my hand between her legs. Daniel increased the pace of his stroking of her back and ass and I saw him position himself to enter her from behind.
I felt her stiffen as he put his cock inside her and then felt her start to move rhythmically against me as he rocked her, slowly at first and then with more intensity. Early morning sex always works well for Evette as her low moans became more urgent. It didn't take long -- never does with my love. After a few minutes I could tell she was going to cum and that Daniel was himself on the edge. I pulled her chin up to look me in the eyes and told her to cum hard and that I would be in her next. "You are the sexiest woman in the world," I said, even as I heard both Daniel and Evette starting their mutual song of climax.
It was so sexy, and of course, I could barely control my own desire for her. Daniel had barely finished, when I rolled her over, turned her hips toward me, and spread her legs. I told her then, as I have in the past, that there is nothing sexier to me than fucking her after someone else has come in her. The feeling of warm wetness, different than the usual wetness, is so sexy and drives me crazy. As I entered her, I felt his cum around my cock and her pussy open to me and welcoming my hard cock. It took me an embarrassingly short amount of time to reach the point of nearly no return. I muttered that I probably shouldn't come so soon this day, given the evening's planned party. But I had gotten to the point of literally no regard for anything but my approaching orgasm. Both Daniel and Evette fed my temptation, both telling me to come and to come hard. I obliged and came with an early morning intensity. Not as intense as it can be but extremely pleasurable and deeply fulfilling.
We cleaned up, told our other hostess what we'd been up to while she showered. In true lifestyle fashion, she was entirely ok with it, though she said she would like to have seen the fun. "Much more tonight," Daniel promised. I squeezed her freshly cleaned butt and promised I would take care of her later.
We left for the main event after a late morning breakfast. The lifestyle party, hosted by a couple we didn't know, was a several hour drive away, so we caravanned and made our way there in the early afternoon.
We stopped first at our hotel to get our rooms for the night, since we were now far from anyone's home. After a quick check in, we grabbed a bite to eat and tracked down a few of our other friends who were attending the same party. Everyone was excited and ready to party. We had the foresight to rent a limo/van to take us to the party house. No one wanted to drive after a NYE bash, or at least to be the ones that had to behave in order to drive home. That turned out to be a wise decision!
The ride to the party house was itself an adventure, taking almost 30 minutes and in a nice large van with 5 couples all alive with anticipation. When we arrived, we were ushered into a beautiful home with amazing art and wine and snacks in abundance. To the untrained eye, the gathering had all the appearances of an upscale New Year's Eve cocktail party. But a closer look showed people sizing up people they didn't know, even as they reacquainted with those they did. I knew it was going to be a special night when Evette whispered in my ears, "Do you see the silver fox over there. I'm definitely going to fuck him before the night is over." If I was not already in the mood, my excitement level moved to a new level.
The house was set up for a lifestyle bash. In one room, for instance, all the furniture had been pulled out and the floor was covered instead by comfortable padding and white sheets, making for a perfect and large play area. And there were many other bedrooms as well that had been prepared for the evening's events. The lighting was soft and seductive, and our first tour of the rooms reinforced the fact that this would be a great party.
We had barely finished our "guided tour", when Evette grabbed our play friend Susan, with whom we had arrived, and pulled her and me into the large playroom. The three of us quickly shed our clothes and laid down on the still fresh linens of the large floor coverings. Feigning a dominating approach she really doesn't have. Evette firmly pushed Susan to the bottom of her and started to kiss her and grope her, uttering various aggressive and dirty phrases. Susan responded by pulling her head down toward her pussy and said, "Show me how you can make me cum." While Evette began to respond to the challenge, I moved into position for Susan to suck my now quite hard cock, a skill she possesses with extraordinary skill. We played this way for a few minutes, during which a few others from the larger party eventually trickled in and started their own play sessions.
Evette, though, was restless - and very horny. She rose from the three of us and departed back to the main room, leaving me, not unpleasantly, still engaged with Susan. In fact, just as Evette left, Susan's husband Jason came into the darkened room and spotted Susan and I and quickly joined us. Susan engulfed his quite honestly huge cock while I began to fuck her from behind. Susan had a small body with small tits and a very cute ass. What made her particularly sexy was the way she responded to any sort of sexual engagement. She was very verbal, expressing her pleasure in words and moans. She left little doubt that she enjoyed sex as much as anyone. With her husband and me working on her, she had one orgasm after another.
But as we continued our spontaneous threesome, I began to wonder what Evette was doing. One of my own peculiarities in this world is that I have a hard time totally releasing myself without also knowing where she is and what she is doing. In fact, I would rather watch her or at least be in the same room with her so I can occasionally observe her moments of passion and hear her as she reaches her frequent orgasms.
I slowly disengaged from Susan and Jason and put my pants back on so that I could wander out to the main living/gathering area. As I grabbed a quick glass of wine, I saw Evette across the room, talking with two guys, neither of whom I knew. I struck up my own conversation with a former female playfriend and quickly got caught up on her evening. It was clear that for many at the party, the action had not yet begun. Just as I was getting edgy and wanting to get back to the action in the playroom, Evette starting walking toward me with one of the guys she was talking to. "Hi, sweetie. Meet Ron. He and I are going to get more acquainted. See you later..." And with that she was off to the back rooms.
About that time, Susan (sexy Susan) came back out and we talked for awhile. She is so sexy -- even while we were talking cocktail chatter, she was reaching between my barely clad legs and rubbing my nearly always alert cock. Conversation with her always takes place at multiple levels. We decided to move toward the play area again. As we walked, and we must have talked for some time, we saw Evette leaving one of the bedrooms with her play friend in tow. "Hi, you guys. Oh my god," she said, "he was such a great lover..." I could tell that she had reached that point of the night she sometimes achieves -- a sexual high -- that would propel her through the night. And for me, it was a shot of sexual adrenalin that is hard to describe...
