Janice groaned and looked at the clock beside her bed it was only 10.15 at night and she knew it was going to be a disturbed night. There was singing and loud music coming from the garden of the house two doors away. Russell was having another of his late night barbecues and as usual he had invited a number of his friends and their wives. These parties often went on until 3am.
Twice a neighbour had called the police complaining about the noise. Russell thought it was Janice that had made the calls, even though it wasn't. Because of the calls and another number of disagreements between them they both hated each other. Janice in fact did not get on with any of Russell's family.
They were a rough lot thought Janice, Russell was a dustbin man and so were some of his mates. They all ready sounded drunk.
In a sudden fit of anger Janice decided to go and give Russell a good talking to, she would really let him know what she thought of him.
She threw back the bed covers put her dressing gown on over her nightie and slippers on her bare feet and marched out of the house.
Janice hurried up the street, on to the driveway of Russell's house and into his back garden.
There were about twenty people there sat on white plastic garden chairs that were set out in a circle. A barbecue was giving off smoke as some burgers sizzled and cooked. Most of the men seemed to have a wife or girlfriend with them. Many of the men looked like rough binmen with a few exceptions, Janice was surprised to see Shaun who lived further down the street was there as was Barbara who lived in the house between Janice's and Russell's.
It was a hot summer evening, most of the men were in shorts with their shirts off. The women were in summer clothes that revealed a lot of flesh, Barbara was in a dark green bikini. Diane, Russell's wife, seemed to be in just her bra and knickers, another woman looked to be drunk and completely topless. Russell's daughter and son were also part of the group.
Everyone looked as though they were well on the way to becoming drunk.
Janice paused at the sight of all these people, her brain seemed to freeze but her body carried on walking right up to the chair that Russell was sat in. Janice opened her mouth to start to tell him what she thought of him except the words that came out of her mouth were different to what she wanted to say.
"Fuck me!" Janice was horrified and appalled at what she had said, why had she said that? Russell and nearly everyone there looked at her, Janice tried to start again but...
"Russell, please fuck me, I need you!"
Janice could not stop herself. Her mind was reeling at her own words. She also knew her body was becoming aroused her nipples had hardened and she was wet between her legs. Her mind was screaming no but her body seemed to have taken control.
Janice's hands unfastened the belt of her dressing gown, took the gown off and dropped it on the floor. Inside herself Janice was trying to fight her body. She kicked her slippers off and then her hands took the hem of her nightie, pulled it up and over her head. She was stood totally naked in front of the whole group.
"Fuck me!" she said again. Her body was desperate for sex desperate for any man to take her.
Russell looked at his wife, she nodded at him. Russell knew that despite him remaining faithful to her that she had enjoyed sex with at least two different men since their marriage.
Russell stood up and was shocked as Janice kissed him hard. Janice was revolted by what her body was doing, Russell's breath and mouth tasted of beer.
Russell's story:
I had always loathed Janice Goodall and her husband, they just rubbed me up the wrong way, and I thought it was them that had phoned the police complaining about the noise at the parties we held.
I was startled when she turned up, demanding I fuck her in front of all my mates and she stripped off. I noticed she had great breasts but the rest of her body was nothing special.
Diane did not have much choice other than to nod her head when I questioned her with a glance. She had got laid with other men this was my chance to get even with both Janice and Diane.
I stood up and looked down at her. I am a big man with a big beer belly and a big dick.
Janice moaned softly, and mashed her lips to mine. I was surprised she want to have sex with me and was taking the lead and was willing to perform in front of an audience.
For a second I am caught off guard, as her tongue frantically beat against my lips, and in a daze I open up to it. Our tongues swirl around each other, and I realized she is shaking, just our kiss has made her orgasm. The comprehension struck me, and now I am rock hard in my own shorts: shorts that I feel hands at, fumbling with my belt. I help her, undoing my zipper without breaking the kiss.
Her slender fingers reached in, and drew out my stiff member, and suddenly her face pulls away, leaving my lips feeling barren and naked.
"Oh so big..." She exclaimed looking down at my cock. I watched as her hands start to rise to my crotch again. "So big..." she repeats, as her fingers gripped my manhood. Her hands aren't able to make it all the way around the base, and I moan as her fingers grip me tighter.
Her eyes darted up to mine for only a moment, before she knelt, pulled my shorts down and stretched her lips around my bulbous head. She starts to make sucking noises, as she tries to get more and more of me into her warm wet mouth. She looks so cute, with her eyes closed, and her lips locked around me, I moan earnestly. I can already feel myself getting close.
I can hear a few cheers from those around me.
I look back down at Janice, hungrily gobbling my dick. I can make out her cleavage, and gently slip my right hand from the back of her head, down her neck, to her chest, between her firm breasts, and then around to her left nipple. Janice moans as I start to play with the hard nub, making her blowjob that much greater. The way she moves her tongue, around the rim of the head feels fantastic.
"I'm getting close," I whisper, and she only nods, before going wild. Sucking harder, slurping noises rebound around the garden as my climax strikes me. I have to lock my knees, as string after string of jism shoots into Janice's mouth. She suddenly stops sucking, but her moans increase, and it occurs to me that she is having another orgasm. She starts to recover from her climax as I do so.
