Tina sat on the edge of her marriage bed and stared into the full-length mirror six feet away. She was completely naked after her shower. She began slowly pulling a black nylon stocking up one shapely leg, fitting it snugly midway up her thigh. She drew the matching black stocking up her other leg and then stood up to admire the effect in the mirror.
She picked up a lacy black garter belt from the bed and looped it around her waist. Then she bent down to attach the garters first to one stocking then the other. She straightened up to gaze at herself and smiled.
Her shaved pussy looked very inviting between the twin black garters. Above, her big beautiful tits separated slightly as she breathed in. They were full and heavy and perfectly shaped, the nut-brown nipples jutting up half an inch from their darker circles. The full curve of their lower swells let her nipples stick up even further, it seemed.
She sat at her vanity table and began applying make-up, heavy dark blue eye shadow and glossy scarlet lipstick. If she was going to act like a whore she might as well look the part, she thought, and a sly thrill shot through her. Life with Gerald had been okay, but nothing compared to the excitement she was currently experiencing. She was in unknown territory.
Again she studied herself in the mirror. Was she really a slut, was she a whore, because for the first time in her life she was experiencing thrilling, crazy sex? Yes she was married, but that had been a mistake. She'd been too young. She'd married for the wrong reasons.
And not everyone was cut out for marriage, she was now beginning to think. Not everyone was meant for a life of monogamous sex with the same person for half a century or more. Not everyone wanted or needed a family. Some people enjoyed the single life. Freedom. If you were sexy enough to attract the right attention, why not enjoy it? Why not live the life you wanted?
Of course the problem now was Gerald. Her legal commitment to him. Did she want to spend the rest of her life with him, even if he was a good provider? Did it all come down to economics? Most things did, she realized, but then there were sometimes unforeseen things that trumped even that. Like sex. Wild, crazy, exciting sex.
Would she leave Gerald, after one year? Would she stay with him and keep cheating on him? She didn't know. She'd have to think about it. For now she had a date with two men and she was too excited to think beyond the next couple of hours.
The thought of her dirty assignation almost made her swoon. Two men. Two cocks. Neither one her husband. And here she'd been married less than a year. If that made her a slut, if that made her a whore, so be it. She couldn't help herself. There was no turning back.
She slipped on a brief black cocktail dress. Nothing else. No underwear except for her garter belt and stockings. She went downstairs and poured herself a stiff vodka tonic. She had just finished it when the doorbell rang and she was greeting her two handsome dates. And boy were they handsome! She'd always admired Ryan's looks, but his friend Kent was even more attractive, slender but well-built, and with a terrific winning smile. He shook her hand like he was meeting her for a business meeting.
"You're even more beautiful than I imagined," he said.
And Tina blushed. She was about to suck and fuck both these gorgeous men and she was blushing. She busied herself making more drinks, her heart pounding. Before she turned around to face them again she took a healthy slug of her second vodka tonic. One shoulder strap of her cocktail dress slipped down her arm, revealing the upper swell of one large breast.
She handed drinks to her two guests, wondering who would make the first move. She wasn't in the mood for small talk. She was too horny. She wanted to see these two gorgeous men naked, as soon as possible. She wanted to see their cocks. She wanted to suck them so badly her mouth was watering.
"Should we go upstairs?" she asked, taking another quick slug of her drink.
"In a moment," Ryan smiled. He sipped his own drink, put it down on a coffee table, and stepped forward to take her in his arms. He began kissing her, stroking his hands up and down her bare arms.
The kiss was delicious, and Tina felt the moisture begin between her legs. She could sense the solid bulk of Ryan's cock as he held her close. He was erecting already. His prick angled up along her belly. Through his clothes she could feel its heat.
Suddenly Kent was behind her and she was sandwiched between the two men. Kent's hands came up to cup her swollen tits through her dress, He squeezed them gently, hefted them in his hands. And suddenly she felt the hardness of his cock too, as he eased it into the crack of her ass.
"You guys are going to drive me crazy," she gasped, breaking off her deep kiss with Ryan. She turned her head and began kissing Kent. The other strap of her dress slipped off her shoulder.
Ryan stepped back and watched as the cocktail dress slid down to reveal her magnificent tits. It fell further, down her belly and off her hips until it was puddled uselessly at her feet. He gasped at the sight of her in the black garter belt and stockings, her big tits heaving in Kent's teasing hands, her belly fluttering, her shaved pussy already moistening between the taut black garters.
"Fuck, what a body you have," he muttered. And suddenly he was on his knees in front of her, his tongue flickering at her sweet pussy.
She gasped out loud, one hand immediately reaching out to cup his head and draw him even closer into her crotch. She bent low over him, her big tits swaying down heavily. Behind her Kent let go her tits and began kissing her shoulders, her lower back, her ass. Until he too was on his knees, spreading the cheeks of her gorgeous ass wide. He started licking up and down the crack of her ass, concentrating especially on the puckered ring of her asshole. His tongue probed, reaming out her sweet little sphincter.
"Oh sweet fuck!" she panted, reaching out both arms to steady herself against their shoulders.
She began to lose her balance, to fall over sideways, and immediately both men were on their feet, steadying her. She laughed and sank to her knees on the carpet. Then she was frantically clutching at Ryan's belt, unbuckling it with trembling fingers. She yanked down his pants, turned to open Kent's belt and trousers.
"I've got to have your cocks. I want to suck so bad," she muttered. Her fingers were tugging down Kent's shorts, her eyes widening as his huge, erecting cock sprang into view. She quickly pulled down Ryan's shorts, smiling at the sight of his now familiar prick looming up in front of her face. Then she was grabbing a cock in each hand and shucking them up and down.
The two men stepped from the clothes tangled around their feet and began opening and peeling off their shirts. In seconds they were standing there naked, staring down at the stunning teenager as she moved her head this way and that, licking first one cockhead and then the other. Soon she sank her mouth down over Kent's prick and started sucking, taking three or four inches of stiffening dick on each stroke.
She began moving between the two still growing cocks, sucking in almost half of each one for several seconds before shifting over to the other one. They were soon almost fully erect, looming up through her fists like giant hunks of pink pipe.
