Tony's big hard cock pulsed a couple feet from her face. Alicia's playful laughter turned to shock. The sudden rush of adrenaline cleared the drunken fog from her eyes as she focused sharply on the enormous cock, "Holy shit, that's impressive," she almost shouted. The laughter from the others in the room was more muted than usual because everyone was in awe of Tony's unusually impressive member. Alicia, however, was mesmerized, and lost track of time. Was it 10 seconds; maybe 2 minutes? She couldn't tell how long it'd been when she realized her mouth was gaped open and that cock seemed to have creeped mighty close to it. Rather than closing it, she used the fan of cards in her hands to cover her mouth, because, at that moment, leaving it wide open with a giant cock that close was an instinct that fully enveloped her.
Alicia, you see, had just responded to Tony's, "...well then, suck my dick!" with the witty retort, "Okay...then whip it out!"
So there she was, staring at it, noting that Tony's cock was one of the most beautiful she'd ever seen, completely shaven, circumcised, smooth and at least twice as big as her husband Steve's 'who has a respectable cock,' Alicia thought to herself.
The more she looked at it the harder it made Tony. He thought this was it, his best friend's hot trophy wife was going to suck his dick. He eagerly pushed pointing the tip directly at her mouth, "go ahead beautiful, I whipped it out, now you need to suck my dick!"
Alicia was acutely aware her mouth was more than ready, and that realization made her giggle like a schoolgirl at the absurdity of the situation. There she was eager to suck her husband's best friend's gorgeous cock, while Steve, her husband, was passed out two floors above them. The sounds of nervous but excited laughter from around the table filled her ears and made her giggle even more.
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This was the third time in three month's (the third consecutive time Alicia and Steve were the hosts) that Steve drank too much at the boy's weekly poker night. The third time he threw up and need to go to bed early. The last two times, Alicia tended to Steve in their room for the rest of the night while the guys continued playing cards in the basement long into the evening, as was accustom with or without Steve. However, that night was different, Steve wouldn't leave the game until Alicia came down to the basement and took his place. Steve, you see, believed he was on a winning streak and, "I have the hand of a lifetime," he shouted at Alicia before throwing up in a bucket.
At first Alicia was steadfast; there was no way she wanted to join the game. For one, she just had a hit of weed and was feeling pretty loopy, but secondly, as instructed, she was still dressed to tease and was wearing very little. Alicia is an exhibitionist, and Steve a voyeur so he encourages her to show off whenever the boys come over, and she's more than willing to do it.
So when the boys arrived earlier that day, and as was the custom, they were greeted by Steve's hot skimpily dressed sex goddess, and wow, that day was extra special. Alicia was sunning in the backyard wearing a tiny white bikini, basically made of 3 tiny pieces of cloth and string, that also turns transparent when wet. That was way more of her skin showing than the boys had ever seen...shit, it was more revealing than she'd worn any beach. So the boys, as always, spent time chatting it up, laughing, and flirting until Steve decided it's game time, which was usually prompted by Dan who would start saying sexually inappropriate things.
Not that Alicia minded. She'd always been attracted to Dan's possessive, bad boy persona. They, in fact, got hot and heavy one night at a local bar in the stall of the men's room. Before she met Steve, of course. She was really drunk and horny from the teasing on the dancefloor and she let him pull her in there. They got as far as jerking each other off, and she remembered him being really strong, forceful, and aggressive (almost the opposite of Steve). It frightened her as much as it excited her. She'll never forget the exhilaration when the unprotected head of Dan's cock rubbed along the length of her wet pussy lips and lining up for entry. But it wasn't meant to be as a bouncer burst in and broke them up. To that day she's pretended not to remember and has never acknowledged to Dan that it happened.
Yes, Alicia thrived on the attention of men and gets off flirting and teasing, and Steve's dick always got rock hard watching his friend's drool over his young, hot 25 year old wife. He always made sure she looked like a perfect sex doll. Before his friends arrived, Steve gave her a full body massage, applying ample amounts of coconut oil, made sure she had several orgasms, which was easy because she was so wound up about wearing that bikini for the boys. He carefully supervised and assisted the perfect placement of the tight tiny pieces of material of her bikini until practically nothing was left to the imagination. "Perfect," he announced proudly, "you look so fucking hot!"
Alicia wasn't bashful, she, like most gorgeous women, she knew she was hot, and most of the time, she loved the attention it got her. She especially loved that her husband got off on her fetish too, she though that was really hot. So earlier that day Steve left her alone with the boys and watched his wife through the kitchen window stand up, and, at the request of the boys, slowing strut a 360 turn, he was afraid he'd done too good of a job dressing her. From a his perspective in the kitchen he realized his wife was basically naked. Not only had he dressed he like a stripper, but she was out there flirting and showing off just like a stripper does before charging for lap dances and bouncing on their hard cocks.
Steve heard Dan talking about sliding his dick between her ass cheeks and quickly called for the game to start through the window. His heart pounded in his head as he watched her step up, one at a time, to each guy, giving them a warm, tight hug that lasted a bit too long. So long, in fact, Steve had his cock out jerking off furiously by the second hug. Dan took the last hug, of course, and Steve watched his wife's perfect, basically naked ass facing him and Dan's hands resting in the small of her back with a couple fingers pushing the line of decency. Instead of the usual separation ending, Dan held Alicia tightly around the waist her only option was to leaned back so they were face to face. Dan's big fingers turned down with the position change making contact with more of her ass as he pulled her closer to him. They started talking like that and Steve saw Alicia was constantly tensing her ass and bounce a few times with laugher as they spoke. The idea that Dan was rubbing his hard cock against Alicia's belly was too much and made him cum all over the kitchen sink.
He recovered quickly and called out again for the game to begin, adding, "and cut that out Danny, you don't think I see you? She's a married woman, ya know?"
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But that was outside, when everyone was sober, on their best behavior and Steve was around to keep Dan and the boys from molesting her. At the poker game standing beside her sick, vomiting husband, she was dressed to tease because, he had her slip over her bikini a tight, translucent pink, shoulder less dress with an open back that barely covered her ass. She was nervous about staying without her husband while dressed like that until she caught Tony staring at her ass. She chastised him and said that's why she shouldn't stay. But everyone laughed about it then assured her she'd be okay, nobody would touch, they assured her and Steve, only stare. That made everyone laugh, she suddenly relaxed, felling reassured that she'd be safe. Besides, she didn't just like the idea of wearing so little in a room with a bunch of drunk, hunky guys staring at her body, she loved it.
So, Alicia let her exhibitionist side choose to stay. "But first," she commanded, "first, you boys get my wonderful, winning but sick husband to bed." So, they took a short break while Tony and Dan helped her get Steve into bed. Alicia briefly stayed with Steve, feeling badly for her sick man, and privately, a little worried he may have a drinking problem. Alone together, she asked him one more time, was sure he wanted her to leave him and to hang out with the boys?
Steve, acting annoyed, drunkenly fondled her tit and then pushed her away, "you gotta go," he slurred, "you're gonna win, baby, and you look fuckin hot!" he complimented making her feel good, "Hot enough to distract those mother fuckers and win big!"
Alicia took a deep breath, looked at her reflection in the mirror and adjusted her dress. Yeah...she looked hot alright, and a little slutty, but showing off was her thing, Steve had put her in this situation definitely dressed to tease. Images of the guys staring at her body made her nipples hard and she watched them grow almost grow big and push out the dress. "Oh my god..." she bemused out loud, "I can't believe Steve will miss this."
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And so... Alicia got to it, and sure enough, Steve's prediction came true. She was on a winning streak! She was also getting very drunk and beginning to have the time of her life. There was lots of laughter, flirtation, and tons of sexual inuendo. She not only played he game but used her skills as cocktail waitress to strut around making and serving drinks. To her delight the tiny bikini bottom was not designed to manage all the movement, and quickly bunched up becoming a thong. Alicia believed there were a few advantages to being drunk, one was that she could act drunk and use the "sorry, I must be drunk excuse". Like when she got up and didn't notice right away, or sometimes at all, that her dress had ridden up in the back and her ass was on display. Yes, she made certain the guys had lots of time to stare at her 'thong' covered ass.
