These events took place at a party, a situation where it is easy to get drunk. My wife Doris is half Chinese, very cute and sensual, and very easy to get drunk. And when she gets drunk she gets horny, and it is easy to have good sex fun with her.
That night she was wearing stockings and suspenders, and dressed in a short black halter neck dress and high heels. She looked incredibly sexy, almost as if she was asking to be fucked. The dress very nicely showed off the shape of her small pert high set tits, and the curves of her lovely rounded bottom. Not surprisingly, she was in great demand and was frequently dancing or being chatted by some of the other guests. One couple in particular, Liz and Roy, seemed always close by her, hardly letting her out of their sight, and a single man, Vic, seemed also to always be hovering around.
The party was in full swing, and Doris was getting more and more tipsy. Vic was dancing with her, and I could see she was getting a little unsteady on her feet. I watched him steer her towards the door and then, still dancing, out of the room. Almost immediately, I saw Roy also leaving the room, and of course it was easy to guess what was going on. I decided to follow.
Across the hall, another door was open, and the light was on. I moved across and glanced in. It was a bedroom, and Vic and Roy together were both dancing, or rather swaying, with Doris. They had her jammed between them, and Doris had her arms round Roy's neck, with her eyes half shut. She now looked very drunk, and as I watched, Vic, who was behind her, slid his hands up towards my wife's breasts until his fingertips were just touching her tits. The only reaction from Doris to this fondling was a sigh, and the men took this as a sign they could go further. Roy's hands went down to the back of Doris's thighs and I realised he was trying to slide her dress up.
I felt someone slide their arm through mine and turned to see Liz beside me, also looking on the scene in front of us. "Your wife is drunk," she whispered. "God, she looks so hot! I would love to get into her knickers!" She leaned closer to me, a smile playing on her face. "You like watching, don't you? How would you like to watch me playing about with Doris? I mean touching her, feeling her up, getting her randy, maybe even making her cum, getting her ready for....anything. I would give you a damn good show."
"I would love to see that," I whispered back. "Doris gets very horny when she's tipsy, and it looks like she is drunk enough for anything now."
Liz smiled slyly at me. "How about if we all wanted to screw her, you're saying if she's drunk it should be easy to get into her pussy. You like to see us doing something like that?"
"You bet I would," I answered, and Liz stared at me with her eyes glittering. She was breathing deeply. "I'd like that too," she murmured. "I'd love to see that sexy mouth of hers filled with cock and those lovely legs spread wide open .... oh god I'm getting wet just thinking about the things we can do to her!"
She unhooked her arm from mine and walked over to the little group in front of us. Vic moved aside, grinning, and Liz took his place behind Doris. I saw her looking at her husband and smiling, and I realised Vic was closing the door somewhere behind me. The five of us were now alone in the room, with the rest of the party still going on elsewhere in the house, and it wasn't hard to see that this was all pre-planned.
Liz pressed her body hard up against Doris, and openly cupped one of her breasts while she started fumbling with the halter neck strap. Roy had tugged her dress high enough to reveal the lacy band round the tops of my wife's stockings. Behind me, I could hear Vic breathing heavily and muttering about how fuckable Doris looked. My cock was stiffening and I too was breathing faster, hoping that I was soon going to see Doris stripped and fucked.
Liz finally managed to undo the neck strap, and pulled the front of my wife's dress down below her tiny half cup black bra. The dress was now up to her hips, with her suspender straps coming into view, and then a glimpse of bare white thigh skin above the stocking tops. They turned Doris round so that she was sideways on to Liz with Roy behind her, and Liz leaned forward, one hand on the back of my wife's head, and kissed her full on the lips. As she did so, she simply pulled the bra down to expose my wife's tits, leaving the bra just underneath them. She began to fondle the bare nipples, turning and tugging them, then cupping and squeezing the whole breast, then pinching and teasing the nipples again. She was rewarded almost immediately. Doris has very sensitive nipples and Liz could see and feel how aroused she was making my wife as the nipples immediately began to stiffen up under her touch.
She broke off the kiss and looked across at me, grinning, as if to say, "I told you so." Turning back to Doris, she trailed her lips downwards and began to lick and suck each bared nipple in turn. Doris was panting heavily, her head went back and she had a glazed expression on her face. In her drunken state, she seemed totally unaware that Roy meanwhile had pulled the little dress right up high above her waist, revealing the full length of her bare thighs above her stockings, and the lovely rounded curves of her bare arse cheeks. Even her narrow lace suspender belt and the full length of its black straps were visible, as well as the tiny triangle of black lace thong covering her pussy.
