Pretty Party Ch 01

Hi, my name's Jenny. Just so you'll understand what I'm about to tell you: let me say that I'm not too tall, a fairly slim girl of 25 with brown wavy hair. In short, I'm the type of a girl that every man wants to embrace when he sees me. My mind-driving hobby is fucking. I mean I love to fuck at any chance - any time, any place - but I never cheat on my dear husband.

What I'm about to tell you had happened just recently. My husband Arthur is always tied up with his business and is regularly flying somewhere: Europe, the Far East or China. He is sometimes away for weeks. At first such trips bothered us quite a bit, but then we got used to it and started fucking like rabbits both before he left and after he came back. I like Arthur's huge cock: it's the biggest I have ever seen. When I put my hand on it, I hardly cover half of the length and barely close my fingers around it. I love his cock so much that before he left on this trip we fucked more than thirty times over four days. Don't try and tell me that isn't a record!

The thing is that I can never cum when I'm alone, frigging myself off. I can get a lot of pleasure rubbing my sensitive clit, but I can only have an orgasm when a man's hard cock is as deep as it can be inside me. That, then, is the problem that led to the little party I'm going to describe.

One Tuesday afternoon while he was gone and all my body had been longing for his caresses he rang me up and we talked about how great it had been when we were together before he left. Arthur had left three weeks ago and there were still two weeks before he was due to come home. He was in a hotel room and told me in detail how his cock got hard and swollen while we were talking. I could hear him enjoying our talking by his voice. He told me that he wanted me at that moment.

I became very warm between my thighs as I sat on a sofa at home. Listening to him talk I lifted up my skirt and spread my legs really wide, putting my feet on the sofa. Moving my flimsy G-thong aside and two fingers of mine easily slipped into my pussy, as it was already thoroughly wet. Oh my God, how I wanted his cock!

Suddenly Arthur asked me, "Do you want me now, baby? Do you need my big hard cock plunging deep into your pussy?"

I was nearly panting as I said, "Yes, my love beast! I can hardly stand it alone without you by my side. The only thing I can do is to use my fingers, but you know what I'd prefer to have inside me rather than them."

I could only moan when, in his playful tone, he asked me, "Baby, have you ever thought about screwing some stranger while I'm on my business trips?"

I had to confess that I had thought about that, although his question made me taken aback, "Yes honey, it always makes me so hot when I do, but I'm afraid of actually trying it. So never leave me for any really long period of time if you get what I mean!" and then I couldn't help giggling.

"Good," he said with a sigh. "I'll be at home in just two more weeks and I know that you aren't able to cum without a real cock." He paused and then added, "Why don't you go out and fuck the shit out of some man one night?"

I must confess his making such a suggestion threw me off balance, but my playful side kicked in and I asked him, "Darling, you're sitting there now with your cock in your hand, and knowing I'm gonna cheat on you, how's that make you feel, you filthy boy?"

He replied matter-of-factly, "Oh baby, I'll just be masturbating. Oh yeah baby, I'm cumming! Yeah!"

I was always surprised at the huge quantity of cum he had and pictured him painting the whole hotel room with his cum. What I didn't know until much later was that he didn't masturbate, but his eighteen-year-old secretary deep-throated his huge cock and the only thing his cum painted was the inside of her throat as we were talking.

"Yeah, I like cumming when we're talking like this," he said, probably holding his office slut's head tightly against his hairy pubis. "You know, if you decide to fuck somebody it won't change our love and it'll please me to know that you are happy. Hearing you are hot has made me hot too," he said as that slut was probably licking all the cum off of his softening cock.

Another thing I was to find out later was that he always liked to take young girls with him on his business trips. Then he simply said, "Good night," and hung up.

Not knowing, I had often wondered if Arthur cheated on me, hooking up with some sluts during his business trips, but I had never noticed any hints of infidelity during our two and a half years of married life. I had once boldly asked Arthur if he had ever cheated on me during those trips and he assured me that he hadn't. He did admit that he did often have a fantasy of me fucking somebody else and that excited him greatly.

After hanging up I muttered, "Okay, it's your choice!"

And kept on playing with my ever-eager pussy that had already been covered in my sweet juices.

The opportunity turned out to be the very next Friday morning when Susanne, one of my best friends from childhood, invited me to a party her advertising company had arranged for that evening. Susanne was the same age as I was and had long wavy dark hair to her slender tanned shoulders and worked as a top economist at her agency. I decided to wear a short black dress with bikini panties and nothing else while she wore a very sexy short red dress with matching red stockings. She and I giggled about the fact that we looked like two first class euro sluts while our husbands were away!

The party was being held in a large restaurant and there were about a hundred persons attending. As soon as dinner was over and it was over in an hour or two, we moved into the adjoining bar to have some drinks so everyone could relax and talk business. Susanne was constantly meeting somebody and introducing me to her colleagues during our mingling. The last I met were two young men who were from the Far East. They were in town to arrange a deal for the agency to do some advertising for their airline.

One of them was a handsome looking businessman of 33. His name was Mark and he told us that he was married and his wife wasn't with him that night, hinting that everything was possible for him that night. His friend Young began flirting with Susanne at once like he took it for granted.

When the party ended the four of us hired a taxi and drove to one of the luxurious hotels in downtown New York to continue our acquaintance. At the hotel our party went straight to Mark's room, which was large, brightly lit, and had a king-sized bed. Anyone could see that he threw a lot of money to the wind. There was a bathroom door to the right of the bed and another door to the left, which I found out later, was the door to his wife Jana's room.

Susanne and I excused ourselves and went into the bathroom. As soon as we entered Susanne locked the door and asked me, "Which one do you want?"

"I don't care," I replied and without waiting for her to answer, I added, "I want to fuck both of them!"

Susanne just glanced at me and smiled. Then when we had repaired our disorder we walked back out and saw that the door to Jana's room was open and Mark was lying on the bed watching the TV. He greeted us with a slight nod just as there was a knock on the door and a waiter came in with an expensive bottle of champagne and four glasses on a tray. Mark paid for that in silence and popped open the bottle. My friend and I felt like real ladies in those men's company. He filled up the four glasses and put the bottle in the bucket with ice. While he was doing that he explained to us that his beautiful wife, Jana, had to leave to visit her parents who were old and very sick. She planned to stay at their place for a couple of weeks, which was probably good for her because she would have been very mad if she found out that her husband liked to be with other girls.

"By the way, where is Young?" Susanne asked. "I want him to have a glass of champagne with us."

"He's in the other room," Mark answered.

Susanne immediately disappeared through the door, leaving me alone with that mysterious stranger.

"Cheers to you," Mark said, raising his glass in a toast.

"Cheers to you," I replied and sat down on the bed to take a big gulp of the wine.

Mark moved over to the TV, switched it off, and then sat down on the bed close to my leg. As we sat there he suddenly embraced my neck, pulled my face to his, and we froze in an endless, passionate kiss. I didn't know what overtook me because I was always very faithful to my husband and I didn't have adultery in my mind, but that Asian was rubbing my leg very gently, moving up closer and closer to the spot where I had been waiting for him to touch so greatly that I couldn't resist it. As his fingers touched my mound, I spread my legs wider to give him access to my moist pussy, forgetting I was the very faithful wife but not a filthy slut. Finally, his fingers were between my genital lips and my panties were already getting wet. At the moment I noticed I understood it was too late for me to retire. Shit, I was so ready to fuck! Feeling my mood, my seducer said, "You sit right there, I need to get out of these uncomfortable clothes."

Then he stood up to quickly pull off his pants and T-shirt, towering and shadowing over me. When he finally took off his boxers completely I could breathe out as his huge swollen rock-hard cock stared straight at me, asking to be polished off. I couldn't stand it any longer and animal nature overtook my mind. I couldn't resist my increasing feeling growing inside of me. I couldn't waste my time just staring and worshipping that dick. So I was in a hurry to get out of my distracting clothes. Dropping my flimsy clothes on the floor I hurriedly lay back down on the bed, welcoming him inside me and I already known that my friend was sweating over her Asian friend too like I was going to do. But Mark had other ideas and lay down between my legs. He moved his experienced mouth to my steamy box and very slowly started licking and sucking on my aching pussy that was begging for attention. As his tongue had touched my little pussy, it felt very hot, giving long waves of pleasure for all my being.

After too short a time feeling that his tongue had worked me up properly he, without saying a word, rose up on his feet and straddled my chest. One moment his tongue played with me and another a huge cock that hung grotesquely between his legs, just in front of my face and the purple dickhead of his gorgeous cock rested on my pouty lips. Desire-filled, I got my tongue out slowly and erotically so that his cock slid into my slowly opening mouth a bit. That well-hung man had been teasing me enough and my experienced to deep-throating mouth took it to the big hairy balls. While I was sucking on his beautiful cock and his heavy balls were constantly hitting against my chin at every move, he reached his hand back to caress me between my legs with his free hand. Suddenly he exclaimed, "Hi Young, hi Suzy!"

I opened my eyes without releasing Mark's cock from my mouth and saw Susanne standing by the side of the bed and grinning at my lustful position and condition. She wore only her red hose and slutty panties that didn't cover anything. I've never been into lesbian sex, but Susanne's inviting looks, her trimmed dark triangular bush, and reddened pussy lips made me wonder what her pussy tasted like.

Perhaps my thoughts could be read like they were written on my forehead, because Mark rolled off of me and Susanne took his place. In a moment her inviting pussy with spread pussy lips was right in my face. I moved my tongue to starting caressing her clit. Licking it up, I moved a finger to her wet, warm hole and then it easily slipped into it. After just a few minutes Susanne, being on the edge and desiring to give me, her best friend, the same pleasure turned around, leaned down, and put her face between my legs as we turned out in the 69 position with our faces in each other's long waiting pussies. She started caressing my pussy as I did hers. When I pushed my tongue into her hole she did the same to me. As I worked first one and then two fingers into her pussy she did the same to me. When I sucked on her clit she copied everything I did to her. Our caresses was constantly speeding up as our pleasure was growing and seizing us.

I was lost in the ecstasy and it was some time before I realized somebody's hand was caressing my buttocks. My legs were spread wide and while Susanna was sucking on my clit intensively and caressing my tender thighs, somebody's fingers had found their way deep inside me. I didn't know if it was Mark or Young and I didn't care as I was too lost in the pleasure of what was happening to me - I was in seventh Heaven, but I was sure that they weren't Susanna's. They were too thick to be hers and filled my entire hot tunnel up.

I soon figured out it was Young that was finger-fucking me because Mark started doing the same to Susanne as I was licking her swollen love button. He stood above us and was doing to her the same as Young was doing to me. They were close friend like Susanna and I was. After just a few minutes of that Mark lay down on his back with his cock standing like a flagpole. Seeing that Susanne jumped off me, I stared at her with wide opened eyes the way my friend moved over to that stranger and sat down on his erected cock. Susanna and I didn't plan to fuck anyone and we wanted to stay faithful, but I couldn't say it about her straddling Mark, and impaling herself on his considerable-sized cock, all the way to his heavy balls. Young didn't waste time and positioned himself beside the bed with his cock sticking into Susanne's face. Without waiting too long, my childhood friend opened her mouth eagerly to swallow his cock down her throat. Young liked that very much, probably thinking that his friend and he was very lucky that night, being serviced by such eager party sluts. But we weren't. She was soon serving both of them, bouncing up and down on one and sucking deep the other.

"Oh my God," my friend moaned. "C'mon guys, give it to me. Harder!"

I was shocked at that. I often watched such scenes in X-rated flicks that Arthur and I rented, but it was the first time I had ever heard it in real life. I always thought it was just cinematic scenes that never happened in reality. But how I was mistaken!

As I watched Susanna's hard pounding, I instinctively moved my hand towards my moist pussy. I pushed two fingers inside my lust-filled vagina and squeezed my own breasts with my other hand. Of course, I didn't understand that I didn't look a conservative woman at that moment like I always tried to be. I was so ready for fucking and wanted it at that very moment, but I couldn't. My husband was alone in his room, dreaming about me and I thought about the way to get satisfied! Oh, shit, I wanted it as hard as I could get it!

Susanne suddenly screamed out, getting me back to reality, "Oh my gosh, I'm cumming! Oh!"

After a couple very long minutes her climax had ended and she collapsed on top of Mark and then rolled off him.

Neither Young nor Mark had climaxed yet and they let Susanne roll over to the side of the bed where she lay moaning softly. Their cocks were still rock hard, pre-cum-covered and with Susanna's juices and spit that the sight was too inviting for me. Like an obedient pet I was in no condition to wait and resist my inner being any longer as I crawled fast to Mark's cock pointing up high in the sky to straddle it. I had to pull aside my small bikini panties and slowly settled down on his huge, juice-covered, rock-hard shaft like Susanne had done earlier. As soon as my pussy had swallowed that great specimen to the balls I forgot about my dear husband. I felt Young's cock stroking my cheekbone within seconds so I opened my mouth and swallowed as much of his cock as I could, imagining it was my husband's cock. But I failed as he pulled my hair and I had to stare in his eyes while deep-throating his hard-on. Judging by their moves and expressions on their faces I knew that they were on the edge and were about to cum at any moment. How correct I was! Mark was the first to cum - suddenly he was thrusting his hips off the bed, driving his cock far into me and holding me by the hips hard and tight, and then he was streaming inside me his hot white stuff. Time after time I felt his cock throb and felt more of his hot sperm shoot into me like an ever-lasting fire-hose. Fuck, I haven't felt that much cum for years. I barely had time to enjoy the feeling of being filled with hot jizm when my own climax started building, curling my toes up hard.

Soon I began shouting, moaning and ... finally cumming too. My pussy's tunnel started milking his cock even harder, squeezing more sticky cum out of his manhood. The narrow strip of my panties that I had pushed aside was completely soaked with my own juices as well as Mark's cum. With everything that was happening I actually had the time to think about saving those panties until Arthur's arrival. I wanted to wear those same panties feeling like a filthy whore when I was in bed with him. My orgasm seemed to be endless and it took a lot of effort to not let Young's cock slip out of my mouth. I think it was too much for him watching so many people cumming that he finally had his own orgasm. Just as he was going to cum the man pulled his cock out of my mouth. I understood the point of his action, opened my mouth up and felt how the streams of his hot cum started splashing against my face and running down and straight in my mouth and on my tongue. Without stopping cumming, Young rammed his dick to the balls back into my mouth and held me still as my nose was in his pubic bone's hair. The cock was still pulsating and shooting off the rest of his baby-making stuff. Wow, it was awesome! I wasn't able to swallow all his cum, because it seemed there were gallons of it. What I couldn't swallow poured down over my breasts from my mouth and his ball sacks. When we were finally through, I collapsed on top of Mark with Young's cum sticking us together until we finally managed to get up and clean ourselves off.

Susanne and I spent an entire week in that hotel. We drank champagne and fucked in every position we could think of and I thought (and hoped) it would never end. At the end of the week I was devastated when they showed us a tape of our sexual antics and asked, "So, our little married sluts, what will all your freinds say about it if they watch it... just by chance?"

I had to find a way out fast. I gave them $150.00 for that tape or Susanne and I would have been in a lot of trouble, but the thought didn't occur to me that money was no matter for them, especially due to our luxurious living in the hotel. Those Asian bastards had copies and planned to use them on us in the future or something else.

I had kept my cell phone turned off during that whole time because I couldn't imagine talking to my baby while I was with those two other men. I'll have to admit that it turned me on a bit to think that Arthur might get a slight idea that I was enjoying somebody's cock, but he couldn't be sure whether it was true or not.

After my week of lust (and paying for it) I finally got home and decided to ring Arthur up, "Honey, it's me, your favorite baby and I hope I'm the only one, right?"

"Yes, of course," he murmured, because it turned out that he was ramming his secretary and he had to slow down his strokes so that I would think he was alone. "Where were you so long? I've called at all hours, day and night and you were always out of reach."

"I was out of town on business and I misplaced my cell phone. I just got home and found it."

Even though he had already told me to go out and fuck a stranger, I just couldn't tell him about it over the phone. And, if he caught me in the act, I knew he would start fucking everyone who had a hole to stick a cock into.