Delight During the Party

I looked out from the veranda and was so happy with the beautiful landscaping project that Jeremy Thorne had completed on our lakefront property. My young lover was certainly talented in many ways. Even my husband Peter was impressed and impressing him was an accomplishment in and of its self.

We were throwing a party to help raise money for the St. Edwards Atheltic Boosters. My husband Peter was the president of the boosters and the annual booster fund raiser was a big community event that we've hosted for the past three years.

"Claire, this is Cal Somey and his wife Elaine and son Sam," my husband Peter announced. "They just moved in to the Carmen's old house on the lake last week. Cal's the new CEO at Sun Bank and Sam here is a very talented basketball player. He was first team all state in Indiana last year." "It's very nice to meet all of you." I responded.

Cal was about 48 years old, 6'1" and 185 pounds. He was handsome and confidently charming. Elaine was probably in her mid forties as well. She was about 5'4" tall and 140 pounds. Cindy Duncan had told me that Elaine came from money. Her father was very rich and Cal had charmed his way into her fortune. He was now the CEO of the bank that Elaine's father owned. Their son Sam was 6'4" and 215 pounds. He was handsome like his father.

Cindy told me that Sam was being heavily recruited by many top notch colleges for basketball. Rumor had it that he was very arrogant and self absorbed. Cal and Sam both seemed enamored by my sleeveless gold top, black skirt, nylon covered legs and high heels as their eyes gazed up and down me as though they were sizing me up. Cal gave me a wink and smile as they made their way towards the bar.

"Hi Mr. and Mrs. Hutton, I'd like you to meet my parents John and JoAnn," Jeremy stated as he and his parents came to greet us. "It's very nice to meet you. Have you had a chance to see the terrific work that your son did with our landscaping?" My husband Peter asked them. "Yes we have. I agree with you, it turned out beautifully," Jeremy's mother JoAnn offered.

"Are you ready to lead this team to another state championship Jeremy?" my husband asked. "I'm really looking forward to the up coming season," Jeremy responded. "How many colleges are recruting you?" Peter asked Jeremy. "I've narrowed it down to four schools," Jeremy replied. "It's been overwhelming this past year. Jeremy's been contacted by over 50 colleges and has visited 9 schools. It's been difficult narrowing it down to four," his mother JoAnn added. Jeremy's good looks and build came from his handsome father. John was 6'5" and about 235 pounds. He was 45 years old and still in very good shape.

JoAnn was very nice. She was 42 years old, 5"7" and 150 pounds. She was pretty in a plain sort of way and dressed very conservatively.. Jeremy had told me that his mother and father had separated last year and were trying to work things out.

As Peter escorted the Thorne's towards the bar, John Thorne walked over to me and whispered, "I've never seen Jeremy so anxious to go to work as he was when he was working on your landscape project. Now that I've met you I can see why he was in a hurry to get here everyday." "Mr. Thorne whatever in the world are you talking about?" I replied. "I think we both know, don't we?" John Thorne offered. "You'll have to excuse me. I don't know what you're insinuating but I don't like it!" I responded as I abrubtly turned and walked away.

The party was going well. Peter had everyone out back for an auction to raise money for the boosters. Drinks were flowing and people were generously bidding on items. I checked with the caterer to make sure everything was ok, grabbed a voda on the rocks and made my way upstairs to freshen up.

It was nice to slip away to my spacious master bathroom. When we built the house 5 years ago I made sure that Peter and I have separate bathrooms. My bathroom alone was approximately 500 square feet. It was beautifully decorated in soft romantic colors and I enjoyed pampering myself in my large jacuzzi bath tube and custom made sauna. My bathroom had two entrances. One from the bedroom and one from the verenda overlooking the backyard. I had locked the door from the bedroom and sat down at the vanity to check my makeup.

After freshening up, I walked over and stood in front of the full length mirror for one last look. Although I liked the way I looked in my nylons I wanted to take them off and go bare legged. I removed my nylons, stepped into my black high heels and walked over to the mirror to compare. My golden tanned legs looked great and I liked the way it looked better than with the nylons. Suddenly I felt a cool breeze come from the door leading to the veranda. My braless nipples and breasts were erect and full as the cool breeze made its way through the bathroom and goose bumps ran up my legs. No sooner had the breeze came through when the door to the veranda shut and I could hear the locking of the door.

"Who is it?" I questioned. From the hallway leading to the veranda appearred Jeremy's father, John Thorne. "What do you think you're doing?" I exclaimed. "So this is where you go to get away from the party," Mr. Thorne replied. "This is very nice. Hey look at you. I couldn't help but notice that you're not wearing your nylons anymore,why?" Mr. Thorne asked. "That's none of your business. I want you to leave right now!" I shouted. "Now, now, there's no need to get all upset, Claire. If you want me to leave, I will. But first I'm going to take a piss," Mr. Thorne announced. As he walked over towards the toliet he unzipped the fly of his slacks and pulled out his huge erect penis. I was shocked. It was obvious to me where Jeremy got his endowment from. "I beg your pardon. What and the hell do you think you're doing?" I asked.

"I know what you're thinking Claire," John Thorne announced. "You're wondering if I'm as good a fuck as my son aren't you?" Mr. Thorne asked. I was stunned. John's cock was as big if not bigger than Jeremy's. He held it in his big hand and pointed it towards me. "Mr. Thorne your behavior is out of line," I replied.

I quickly made my way towards the door. As I passed behind Mr. Thorne, he grabbed me by the arms. "What in the fuck are you doing?" I yelled. "Fuck is right, Claire. I'm going to fuck you! You need it from a real man," John replied forcefully.He held my arms tightly to the sides and pushed me up against the vanity. He was so strong and powerful that I couldn't move my arms. He used his feet to spread my feet apart. Next, he lowered himself and knelt down on the floor in front of me. He continued holding my arms at my sides. "I don't want this. You bastard! Why are you doing this? Let me go! You're hurting me!" I shouted.

Next, he raised my black skirt with the top of his head and went underneath it. He then forced my legs even farther apart. Suddenly, without warning, he drove his mouth against my black satin thong covered mound. He was relentless. He drove his tongue and mouth against me. My panties were soaked as he sucked on my cunt through them. "You son of a bitch! You're hurting me! You're raping me! Stop, I want you to stop right now!" I screamed.

John Thorne stood up. He lifted me up onto the vanity. He pushed my arms back behind my back. Then he took his big right hand and grabbed both of my wrists and held them tightly. Next he slid his left hand underneath my skirt to the satin panties he soiled with his tongue and mouth. He began rubbing his strong hands against my covered swollen mound below. "For God sakes stop! You're hurting me!" I exclaimed. Instead of stopping John pulled my panties to the side and buried his fingers deep inside me. "Does that feel better, Claire? You like that don't you? You rich bitch. You want me to fuck you don't you?" he yelled as he banged me with his fingers.

My arms were still held behind me. John drew his fingers out of my throbbing violated canal and ripped my panties off with his strong left hand. Then he pushed closer to me and forced my legs further apart. I looked down and watched as John took his cock in his hand and began slapping it against my pussy lips. He was so big and hard. "You love this don't you Claire? You can't wait for me to give this to you, can you? You're nothing but a horny rich bitch that needs a good pounding fuck aren't you?" John yelled. "This isn't rape, this is the fuck of your life! Open up bitch here it comes!" John commanded as he drove his huge thick cock inside me. His violent thrust lifted me off the vanity. "Oh my God, stop, stop!" I yelled.

With his cock buried inside me and still holding my arms behind me he carried me over to counter top near the double sinks. His slacks were still on and his cock and balls were exposed through the fly of his black slacks.

He continually thrust himself in and out of my cunt. He stopped every so often to view the work below. Unexpectedly, he let go of my arms and pulled his cock out from inside my flooded well. "What, am I too much for you, you bastard. You're not man enough for me are you?" I yelled.

"I'm not done with you yet bitch. I'm going to fuck that tight little ass of yours. Then you're going to taste your ass all over my cock when I cum in your mouth. Look what I have, some KY gel so I can slid and glid my cock in and out of your tight asshole," John boldly stated as he removed the gel from his slacks pocket. Although my arms were free now, I wasn't going to resist him anymore. John was in charge and I loved it. The thought of being fucked in the ass by his enormous cock excited me.

"Open up, I'm gonna loosen your tight asshole," John instructed as he squirted the gel all over my ass and his fingers. I spread myself wide open for him as he slowly guided his middle finger inside my well lubricated asshole. He teased my clit with his thumb as he slowly banged my asshole in preparation for anal penetration of his huge cock.

"Before you put your cock inside my ass I want to put some gel on it. I'm gonna slid this lubricant all over it and then you're gonna drive it deep in my ass," I stated. I emptied some of the tube of gel into the palm of my hand. Next, I wrapped my hand around his cock. I stroked his rock hard shaft, rubbed his balls and completely covered them with lubricant."Oh fuck that feels good," John added as he pulled me towards him and our lips met in a passionate kiss.

My legs were spread wide and John pushed them even further apart. The head of John's manhood pressed against my lubed asshole. Gently he pushed the tip of his cock inside. "Relax, I'm going to go very slowly. I don't want to hurt you," John whispered. Next, he pulled my sleeveless gold top up over my head and tossed it on the marble bathroom floor. My braless breasts awaited his next move. Gently he kissed, licked and sucked on my nipples and breasts as his cock ever so slowly stretched my ass open. I relaxed to more easily accept his entry.

Our kisses were intense and wet. "Give me the rest!" I commanded. John's cock was about half way submerged in my ass by now. "Are you sure? I don't want it to hurt," John responded. John's cock was every bit the size of his son Jeremy's 12" cock. "I don't care. Fuck my ass! I want it all. Give it to me, please, please, all of it, I want it now," I offered.

John grabbed my hips and drew the cock except for the head out. "Are you ready Claire," John asked teasingly. "Don't tease me. Fuck my ass. Fuck it good you bastard!" I yelled. John smiled and drove his entire cock deep inside my ass. His balls banged against my ass cheeks. "Oh fuck that feels soooooo good, don't stop, don't stop!" I declared. John began relentlessly pounding my ass full of cock. Thank goodness for the gel lubricant. "Oh Claire you're so tight, it feels so good," John moaned. I reached below and massaged his balls with my fingers as his huge cock filled my asshole with his manhood.

For several minutes John masterfully slid his cock in and out of me. I was totally relaxed and it felt so good to be fucked by John. What started out as an unwanted sexual advance had turned into a wonderfully torrid erotic encounter.

"Oh John, I'm cumming, oh yeh, keep going, don't stop, yeh, don't stop, ohhh oh I'mmmm cummmming!" I moaned as my entire body exploded. I dug my fingernails into his back and my body shuttered and quivered as an intense orgasim overcame me. John continued driving his cock in and out of my pleasured ass.

"Claire, I'm gonna cum!" John moaned. "Oh baby cum in my mouth. I want you to fuck my mouth!" I added. John pounded my ass several more times until he yelled, "Here it comes Claire. Suck it off!" John pulled his cock out of my ass and I jumped down from the bathroom counter top to my knees. He stood in front of me. The head of his cock was purple. His shaft was thick and hard. I opened my mouth and wrapped my lips around it. John grabbed me by the hair and began fucking my mouth. I relaxed the back of my throat just as I had done with Jeremy to accept his entire cock into my mouth. I clamped my lips down around it and massaged his entire shaft with my tongue as John continued. The tart taste of my ass covered his entire cock, especially the tip and head.

I was on my knees making love to my young lovers father. The man had fucked me in the ass and was about to unleash his manhood inside my mouth. "Oh fuck here I go. Oh yeh I'm gonna cum. Take it all. Take it all bitch!" John commanded as his cock exploded inside my mouth. I continued massaging his shaft with my tongue as I held his pulsating balls in my fingers. His cum was warm and filled my mouth. I continued sucking him off. I was determined to completely empty the cock that had given me so much pleasure.

"Wow, that was great. You're terrific!" John stated. "You bet your life I am. You've got KY gel and my juices all around the fly of your slacks. If you weren't in such a hurry, you could have taken your pants off. How in the world are you going to explain that to your wife?" I added. "I'll cover it with my sport coat and take it to the cleaners before she ever sees it," John stated.

"As far as I'm concerned this never happened. I want you to go out the same door you came in. I'll wait a few minutes and leave through this other door. Remember, this never happened," I boldly stated. "No problem. If your ever want it to not happen again let me know," John shot back. John left through the door to the veranda. I changed into some new panties, put my gold sleeveless top back on and freshened up before going downstairs to the auction outside.

Fortunately, when I arrived at the auction it was still going strong. The rest of the evening I mingled with our guests and made sure everything ran smoothly. The fund raiser was a success. We were able to raise over $22,000 for the St. Edwards Booster Organization.