I write a mix of fantasy and truth - literally for my husband and I to get off on and share here for the lovers and haters. There are full-on sex, creampies, and cuckold themes in this fuck story. Read on if you dare, don't whinge and say I didn't warn you pansies. In this story's instance,
My wife and I are heading to a party at a mate's place. The parties are always pretty big there and we were looking forward to a great night. I told her how fine she looked in the new dress I brought her. Hugging all her luscious curves in all the right places.
We arrive and make our way over to where the party is already getting started. The music is pumping and everyone is having a good time. A guy we know, Andy, comes over and takes a seat next to her and they start talking... he can't take his eyes off her breasts spilling out the top of her dress.
I join them in conversation and we exchange small talk. I ask my wife to grab us another drink and watch as she walks to the chiller to grab them. As she bends over, I feel my cock starting to grow. That dress doesn't cover her ass properly standing, and now she is bent over, the white crotch of her thong on display is almost see-through with her juices from the fingering I gave her on the drive here. Andy is also watching, I watch him manhandle his groin in a bid to stop his cock from rising to the occasion.
She brings the drinks back and takes a seat. I whisper to her about the little display we just watched and she gives me the knowing look I know all too well. We are going to have a great night. We have a few more drinks and let the night roll on. The music is awesome and makes us all want to dance.
We move to an area where others are dancing and grooving along to the music. I push my groin against her as I hold her ass in close and tell her how lucky I am that she is mine. I can't keep my hands off her and I have to remind myself we are not alone. Just as I'm thinking about what I want to do to her when I get her home out of that dress, another mate, Ben comes over and asks to borrow my wife for a dance.
"Sure thing," I say, as I step back for him to take my place. The song finishes and another begins. A fast-paced tempo with a sexual vibe. I watch her laugh and raise her arms to place around his neck. They start moving together to the music, almost like one of those sexy Latin dances. Stepping in and out from each other while still staying connected at the waist.
Ben gives her a twirl and she backs into him, her curvy ass now swaying against him, massaging his cock hiding in his pants. Well, it was. I can see from where I'm standing his semi-erection, and from the way she's moving, I know she feels it too. The music slows down and they join together again, her head on his shoulder she catches my eye, making sure I'm watching her.
I make my way over to Chris, the birthday boy's table, and open another beer while chatting with others around. I feel a hand on my shoulder, and turn to see my beautiful wife, glistening lightly in sweat from the dance floor, her cheeks flushed. "Having fun?" I ask. "Of course" she replies. "Happy Birthday" she calls to Chris. He looks up and sees her. He smiles and makes his way around to us. He shakes my hand and goes in for a quick kiss and cuddles with the wife. "What did you get me for my birthday?" he asks her cheekily. "You will have to wait and see" she coyly replies. He laughs and we chat as other people come through the conversation to say hello and give some birthday cheer.
The night moves on and many left, a fire is lit to the side of the house where the few remaining, including us, have moved to congregate from the cool night air. Beer turns to spirits and it starts to become the beginning of the end for most, the drink taking its toll as people leave one after the other. It's almost 3 am and there are only 5 of us remaining. Andy, Ben, Chris, and the two of us.
Chris looks at my wife and says "You still didn't tell me what you got for my birthday?" She laughs. She tells him "We brought the bottle of whiskey we just all drunk". He laughs and acts all disappointed like he missed out on something good. She has had a bit to drink and notices this and jokes... "oh and a lap dance". He wastes no time in replying by slapping his hand on his knee and beckoning her over.
She stands, does a little courtesy, and makes her way over to him. She reaches him, turns around so she is facing me, and bends over to take off her shoes. I see his eyes go from zero to a hundred and you already know what he has stared at him. I watch him run his hand from her ass crack to the wet patch between her thighs. She stands up, removes his hand, and sits on his lap. At first, she just kind of rubs her ass on him to the music, grinding her hips in time to the music. She is enjoying herself, as is Chris and the rest of us left to watch the show. She raises her arms above her head and sways them too. Chris puts his arms around her and grabs hold of her breasts. She arches her back against him in pleasure and in doing so slides forward and spreads her legs. The three of us watching now have on display her damp, see-through underwear, her pink clit pushing against the fabric.
She collects herself momentarily and stands to walk behind him running her hands through his hair, she playfully rubs her boobs into the back of his head as she runs her hands down and strokes the bulge forming in his pants... she whispers in his ear, "Happy Birthday but I think the others are feeling left out". She walks around to Andy and straddles him front on, I watch her ass grind in and out, pushing her pelvis against his as his face goes straight to her tits he was eyeing off when we got here.
