"What's Steve doing at our party?" I moaned in Bob's ear.
"He heard about it and as he's my boss, I had to invite him. I couldn't tell him to fuck off, could I?"
"Fuck! He's the last person I wanted here, but at least he brought plenty of mandies. I wonder who he's going to fuck tonight?"
"Maybe you, honey! He's been talking non-stop about you since he saw you in my office last week. Not in the best terms either! Seems to think you're a kind of nympho!"
"Fuck, but didn't you say he was big, or just that he thought he was big?"
"Honey, you would need both hands to shake his monster."
"Fuck!"
"Yep."
"I sure hope you didn't share any of our fantasies with him."
"You mean the one about you and big cocks?"
"Yes, that one. Please tell me you didn't!"
"I didn't, but don't expect him not to notice you staring at his crotch."
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"Hey, you are sooo cute tonight. That dress does wonders for you and it match your eyes perfectly. Make you look really sexy. All the guys like the way your dress highlights your cleavage. And your tits, of course."
I couldn't do anything about the cleavage, or the lack of a bra, so I just had to let him stare down at my boobs.
"Steve, please!"
"What's the name of your perfume? You smell so adorable." As he snuggled up to my ear, so only I could hear.
He left me for fifteen minutes, but then he was back, playing with the zipper of my dress, ruffling my hair.
"You are such a goddess, I want to kiss you all over, from head to toe. Do you like your toes being sucked? Some women just love it. More than having their clit sucked."
"Steve, please!" That was something Bob and I haven't tried yet. It did sound exciting. I do love Bob working on my clit as I'm super sensitive in that area, a good licking really fires me up. I climb the wall when he rolls back my clit's hood and sucks and nibbles on it.
While I was daydreaming, Steve was all over me, kissing the nape of my neck to sucking on my earlobes. Then in front of a few of Bob's friends, he wrapped his arm around me and slowly inserted a finger into my mouth.
"Hey Jo, are you any good at sucking cock?" He whispering loudly enough into my ear, so all could hear. And sliding his finger in and out of my mouth, letting me suck upon it, giving the guys an immediate hardon.
"Hey guys, you think she'll be any good sucking on my cock later tonight?" Steve sassed with the guys.
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After that episode, every guy wanted me. I kept asking myself why I let Steve do all this stuff to me, even in front of Bob! All I could come up with is that Steve wants me, badly, even more than Bob ever did even when we were dating. I never doubted that Steve would be fantastic in the sack. I kept thinking how his cock would feel inside me. My fantasy cock. Top of my list. I think Bob would love to see a big cock fuck me too.
"So you think I'll let you stick that monster inside me? That's just wishful thinking on your behalf, Steve. Dream on."
"So you're dreaming about my cock, sweetie? I can assure you, it's everything and more you imagine. You'll going to love bouncing up and down on it." He snickered.
My resolve was weakening the longer he touched and fondled me. And the more he talked dirty, the more I got turned on.
"From my vantage point, you have the perfect set of titties. 35B's if I'm not mistaken" He said breathing into my ear. "And they look so firm that one could easily fit in the palm of my hand. And those nipples; god, I want to suck them."
If I don't do anything quickly, Steve and I would end up in bed with Bob tossing and turning on the couch.
"Steve, stop talking so dirty. I'm married." But I was getting super damp between my legs and I knew that he knew all this dirty talking was having the desired effect he wanted on me. And his was the biggest cock I've even seen.
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"Come on Jo, I want a dance with you." As he lead me to the living room where some background music was playing.
"No funny stuff please Steve." I pleaded as he pulled me against him.
He was kissing my neck and under my chin and then my earlobes.
Then as he was placed my hand over the outline of his cock. "It's all yours, every inch of it, a belated present just waiting for you. Tonight you get to unwrap it." He whispered.
Then he was kissing me, and pulling my dress straps off my shoulders.
"No. Steve. Stop it."
"Do you ever wear a bra, sweetie? All the guys love seeing your boobs bouncing around under this amazing dress you are wearing."
He pulled a strap down and it exposed a breast. Steve wasted no time in covering it with a hand and tweaking the nipple.
"Steve, please!"
Then he was tweaking both of my boobs.
"Oh you look too good. God I love your titties and nipples." And with that, he was kissing me again and continued his assault on my nipples.
"I bet you are dreaming of being on your back and spreading your legs wide open for me. Offering up your pussy to me. Begging me to fuck you. Begging me to slide my manhood all the way in. Sliding it in and out. Dumping load after load of my spunk deep inside your most intimate recess."
"Steve, we need you at the poker table. You can fuck her later. She's not going anywhere." Kevin remarked.
I was saved only by Kevin breaking us up so that Steve could play poker with the boys.
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I was standing between Steve and Bob, resting my hands on their shoulders, while Steve's hand was midway up my thigh, only inches away from my pussy. I don't really know how it happened, but then lots of things that night were a blur. Damn mandies.
"Bob, are you down to your last ten?"
"Yes, but I do have 5 aces. So are any of you guys going to bankroll me this last hand?"
"How about you throw in Jo's panties and I'll cover you. They must be worth fifty?" Steve half-heartedly said.
Drunkenly Bob agreed.
I found Steve's hands sliding up my legs and removing my thong. What was Bob thinking? I was in a flutter! Having my thongs be the focus of six guys wasn't how I envision the evening turning out.
But there they were, my damp thongs on the table, and Steve wasted no time in running his hand up my thigh and inserting two fingers in my pussy.
"Steve!" Was all I could muster.
"Bob, Jo needs another drink. Go get her one." He commanded.
"You're OK Jo?" Asked Bob.
"Sure. Vodka."
As Bob walked away, Steve got his cock out of his pants and was dragging me onto his lap.
"Steve, what are you doing? Everybody is staring." As I sat on his lap.
"I won you fair and square. You're mine now. So you're going to sit on my cock. Go on baby, sit on daddy's cock. Guide it into your pussy."
"Oh Steve."
"Yes, that's it. Sink down on it, baby. Take it all. Yes. Go on. We're all waiting."
I couldn't help myself, I wrapped my hands around it and ever so slowly started rubbing it against my pussy. Then Steve lifted me up and slowly dropped me down on his cock. I guided its' head into my labia and then felt it pushing into my vagina. Slowly, inch by inch, it invaded my pussy as I sank further and further down, stretching it as more and more as his cock filled my empty cunt. The feeling of engorgement engulfed all my senses. I could only focus on the impending invasion.
"Steve! Stop. Oh Steve, it's too big. Steve. Fuck. It's so big, Steve. I can't fit in all in. Oh fuck, Steve. I think I'm cum'ing."
With five guys with their mouths wide open, Steve started fucking me. I leaned over the table, locking eyes with Dennis on the other side of the table, whose hardon was very evident, as Steve pumped his cock deeper into me. I knew I had only some of his cock inside me and there was plenty more to come, but on every stroke, I knew I was getting more, and my little cunt would expand to take everything he's got, and now, I wanted it all.
"Come on Steve. Fuck me. I heard you were good. Now show me."
Then, out of the blue I heard Bob. "What the fuck? Are you fucking my wife, Steve?" Bob said in amazement.