Tracy had just arrived back from the hairdresser, her gorgeous long blonde hair styled wavy in preparation for the adult Christmas party she and her husband would be attending tonight. She had decided to wear a typical Chanel little black dress, with sexy pink lace lingerie underneath as a surprise holiday gift; she did not want her outerwear to be too overtly sexy as she did not want to appear as the easiest slut in the party.
Across from her, her tall, lightly tanned, and very handsome husband Alvin had chosen a short-sleeved dark navy blue shirt to show off his biceps, matched with slacks and black dress shoes that matched her black heels. In mild contrast to his wife, Alvin had short auburn hair, styled perfectly so that they both appeared to be a pair of supermodels.
After putting on long, warm winter coats, they decided to take their Lamborghini Urus SUV as it sat four comfortably, and wanted to ensure any potential guest they invited home would enjoy the ride. As they drove towards the club, they admired the highway which had been decorated for the holidays, with street lamps wearing Christmas wreaths and wrapped with holiday trim and lighting; the grass beneath was covered by a light blanket of fake snow, and traffic was uncharacteristically light for Christmas Eve.
On the way, Tracy recounted their plan as they had discussed earlier in the day: at the party they were attending, they were to only interact with strangers, in the hopes of finding people not in their social circle to have periodic group sex with. They wanted to expand their marriage a little but didn't want the whole world to know about it, so they concocted this scheme to go to this party, hosted by a group they had never been to before.
Finally, they arrived at the docking district, which was completely dressed for the holiday season. Every Street lamp sported a wreath and red ribbon, every building had Christmas lights up, and every Christmas tree was adorned with ornaments, trim, and lighting. Christmas was Tracy's favorite time of the year and she looked forward to being some good boy's special Christmas present. Tracy looked ahead and saw the glass wall that allowed them to see into outer space as falling snow was projected onto it, as well as a giant image of Santa Claus riding his sleigh, pulled by flying reindeer, complete with Rudolph at the front with a bright red blinking nose.
Her daydream was interrupted by their arrival at the gated private parking garage, which was also fully decorated for the holidays, and had a giant inflatable Santa Claus in front. Alvin punched in their security code and the gate opened, allowing them to drive into the garage, park, and take the elevator upstairs to the main entrance to enter the docking lounge, which had been reserved for the party. As they made their way to the main doors, an Asian man about her age stood by, wearing a Christmas-themed blue sweatshirt that read 'Dying Children's Wish Fund' on it, and thick spectacles with short hair; he was politely asking for donations, but Tracy could not stand to look at someone so ugly, and dragged her husband quickly to the main doors.
Once the bouncer checked Alvin's smartphone for their reservations, he let them into the main lobby, which was lavishly decorated for the private adult party. In addition to waiters serving sparkling water patrolling the room for thirsty attendees, there was a dance floor where people were dancing, some dressed in holiday attire. Towards the back, the lights were dimmed, and several couches with small tables were set up, with mistletoe above them, and seated at the tables were several people, some chatting, others kissing and fondling each other.
Tracy and Alvin took some sparkling water, and while having a short conversation were surprised by a man who tapped Tracy's shoulder. They turned to see a man her age, wearing a Santa shirt with jacket and slacks, with short reddish hair, who was ruggedly handsome and had perfect shiny white teeth to match his very pale Caucasian complexion which he showed off with his wide smile.
"Tracy right?" he asked.
"Uhh...yeah...sorry...do I know you?"
"It's Ryan, from Midtown Science High School. We used to go out, remember?"
Tracy scratched her head, trying to remember this Ryan, to no avail; even her husband, whom she had told about all of her past sexual experiences, was completely dumbfounded. Her thoughts were interrupted when a voice boomed over the loudspeaker:
"Happy Holidays partygoers! The play ship for zero-gravity fun is docking now. Please let the passengers disembark first and get in line at gate two-B if you wish to get onboard. Remember the trip is only thirty minutes to make sure everyone gets a chance."
Tracy took her husband's hand and they started to walk towards the loading gate when Ryan gently touched her arm and asked:
"Is it OK if I come along? I can explain myself while we wait in line."
Alvin looked protectively at his wife, and after some thought, Tracy nodded Ryan wrapped his arm around hers and they got in line. While waiting, Ryan began jogging her memory.
"We met in our sophomore year when I was captain of the school Rugby team. You were a cheerleader, and man, you looked great in that miniskirt with your sexy legs!"
Tracy still could not remember him, but then the large clang of the airlock opening interrupted their conversation, and they all filed onto the recreational passenger spaceship, with Alvin, Tracy, and Ryan being one of the last to be allowed onboard. Once aboard, the three walked through the hallways, all decorated with Christmas lighting, and up the steps to the top observation deck, which had glass walls and ceilings for a complete view of outer space, where a glowing comet slowly hovered nearby. In the center was a decorated Christmas Tree, and the floor had several large leather couches, all with Christmas trim and mistletoe above, likely for play. The floor itself was all comfortable padded leather, likely designed to break the fall of people dropping out of zero gravity.
Tracy looked at her husband with a request in her eyes, and he smiled and nodded, so she took Ryan by the arm, and together the three of them found a smaller couch. She checked underneath and the legs of the couch were magnetized and attached to magnets hidden underneath the cushioned floor, likely for zero gravity safety.
"Departing dock now. Zero gravity in five minutes" announced the captain over the loudspeakers.
Tracy sat on the couch between Alvin and Ryan, and both men kissed her neck as her husband unzipped her dress while Ryan slid his hand up and down her beautiful leg. Her husband then pulled her dress off and revealed the sexy pink lace lingerie she had on underneath; Ryan could not help but wolf whistle, which annoyed some of the other partygoers, but they soon went back to getting intimate amongst themselves.
Tracy stood up, put her dress in a storage box built into the sofa, and straddled Ryan, planting the crotch of her panty right onto his giant erection tenting his pants up. As they kissed, she quickly unbuttoned his shirt, but started to fumble with the buttons, and felt as if she was fighting against an invisible force that had surrounded her, and realized their ship had broken orbit and they were all in zero gravity now. She looked over her shoulder, to see her husband floating away, his shirt and pants open, so she reached out and they managed to grab onto each other.
Her husband pulled himself into her and held onto her hips, while she wrapped her legs around Ryan, who managed to lower his pants and free his erection. Alvin then held onto her as they floated, and crawled down her body, kissing his way down her spine to her panty, which he removed and put into his pant pocket. He then freed his erection, fully lubricated his penis, and rubbed lubricant into her clean ass crack, then pulled himself up to line up his shaft with her anus.
Ryan aggressively put his glans against her slit, but Tracy grabbed his penis and held it tightly.
"No. Not without a condom," she declared firmly.
Ryan begrudgingly nodded, took a condom out of his pant pocket, broke the package, and let go so that it floated away, then rolled the rubber sheath over his throbbing phallus. As he did so Tracy's husband took lubricant and lathered her labia with it, sneaking his finger into her slit as his fingers thoroughly rubbed her labia lips; Tracy grunted like an animal in response to Alvin's loving stimulation.
"Finally, I've waited so long to start dicking you again," whispered Ryan with a primal urgency.
Now ready, Tracy sighed in satisfaction as Ryan gently slipped his condom-sheathed penis into her slit, and gently thrust it into her, eventually burying his phallus deep into her vagina. As this happened, she felt her husband push his fleshy glans between her buttcheeks, and slowly but steadily ease his glans into her anus with gentle pumping motions. She gasped in delight at being double penetrated by two dicks, one from her past and one from the present.
Both men thrust steadily into her, with her husband being slower and more steady with her anus, while Ryan pumped away vigorously into her vagina, probably trying to make up for the loss of sensation due to wearing a condom. Both men were grunting and breathing heavily due to the intense physical exertion of coitus in zero gravity, while Tracy grunted like a starving animal feasting on a bountiful harvest. She looked around and saw another floating foursome where a redhead had an African man in her mouth, an Asian man underneath thrusting into her vagina, and a Caucasian man pumping into her anus, which completed their air-tight sex act which plugged all her holes. Beside her, a beautiful African woman was floating with one Caucasian man thrusting into her loins while another was pumping in and out of her mouth.
