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Subject: {ASSM} The Private Party - PART 2 (MF, group, voy)
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ADULTS ONLY: The following story contains sexual content
and descriptions. If you are under 18, if you are offended by
such stories, or if you live in a community where the reading
of this material is illegal, please do not continue.
Note From the Author: Hello friends. Here is the second part
of a work in progress for your reading pleasure. I've received
so many nice comments about this one, I decided to speed up
the writing. Believe it or not, this story is "loosely" based on a
true experience. My beautiful wife encouraged me to write
about it. Enjoy.
The Private Party - PART 2 (MF, group, voy)
by Snake
Beth West had never been so confused. The young
housewife tried desperately to sort out all that was happening.
After receiving a strange, anonymous invitation, she and her
husband now found themselves with three other married
couples in the parlor of a magnificent mansion watching a
young "newlywed" couple make love on stage.
The live scene was intensely erotic and Beth was
highly aroused. But now she had been directed to move from
where she had been seated comfortably with her husband -- to
sit with another man she barely knew. Dan, her husband's
friend, whom she had been further instructed to refer to only
as 'D', smiled up at her and made room on the leather love
seat. . .motioning for her to sit next to him.
As Beth nervously took her seat she looked back at the
couple on the stage. The bride was now laying on the bed --
the pretty satin camisole had been completely removed and
her perfectly shaped breasts tipped with bright pink points
bounced slightly as she shifted and settled. The young groom
was gazing down at her -- still grinning with pure lust -- as he
quickly removed his tuxedo and other attire. The young
woman licked her lips as she hungrily watched his large
erection bob and wave between his muscular thighs.
"This is pretty damn hot, isn't it?" Beth heard 'D'
whisper beside her. She had intentionally avoided sitting too
close to him, but she felt him shifting next to her as they both
stared at the stage. "Have you ever seen somebody do it right
in front of you like this?" D asked.
Beth cleared her throat and whispered back without
looking at him, "N...no, never. . .I never imagined. . ."
After he had removed his clothing, the attractive
groom on stage placed one knee on the bed and reached out to
effortlessly pull the scantily clad bride closer to him. Taking
his time to tease the girl and his audience, he slowly
unhooked and remove her garter and then peeled each of her
white stockings down and off her shapely legs. The dark-
haired beauty smiled and cooed with pleasure as he hooked
his fingers in her skimpy lace panties and began to pull them
off. She lifted her hips slightly to assist him and soon she was
completely nude and spread wantonly on the bed.
Beth's heart was pounding inside her chest and she
was having trouble catching her breath. She watched the
young man lift the girl's delicate foot and then -- starting at
her ankle -- he began to kiss and lick his way up her leg until
her reached her tender inner thigh. . .just inches away from
her soft, wet opening. Beth could feel her own warm juices
soaking her tiny panties, and she kept crossing and uncrossing
her legs -- causing the hem of her short black dress to ride up
higher and higher.
Seated next to the increasingly impassioned
housewife, Dan Sullivan, or 'D', was no longer watching the
performance on stage. He knew he had limited time before
the chime sounded again and he wanted to make the most of
the opportunity. This is what he had been waiting for -- the
reason he had made careful arrangements to have Bob and
Beth West invited to the party. For quite some time Dan had
secretly dreamed of seducing his friend Bob's innocent and
comely wife. Now was the time to make his move.
At the same time a few feet away, Beth's husband,
Bob, was getting his own lessons in the art of seduction. 'T',
the statuesque and tantalizing redhead, wasted little time in
cuddling up against her attractive new friend. As they sat
together watching the newlywed couple pleasure each other,
Bob felt another man's wife softly breathing into his ear as
she whispered, "Oh, this makes me feel so naughty. . .would
you mind if I played. . .just a little?"
Bob jerked suddenly as he felt her hand grasp his and
place it on her warm, soft thigh. She purred softly and spread
her legs slightly -- pushing his hand higher until it slid under
her dress. Instinctively Bob massaged her smooth tender
flesh with his fingers. As he moved his hand higher, he could
feel the warmth building and she opened her thighs wider to
give him better access. Soon his middle fingertip brushed
against the downy softness of her pubic hair and then the
puffy flesh of her vaginal lips. She was not wearing panties.
'T' moaned quietly next to him -- encouraging him to
continue probing.
Somewhere in his foggy brain Bob had a fleeting
thought that what he was doing was wrong. But before he
could process the idea any further, the lovely redhead
unzipped his fly and reached inside to grasp his throbbing
manhood. The touch of her cool skin on his burning shaft
caused him to groan and thrust his hips forward. All thoughts
of turning back quickly vanished.
Beth stared trance-like at the erotic sight before her.
The young groom on the stage now had the bride's legs spread
wide and bent at the knee. Tossing her thick mane of hair
from side to side, she panted and groaned as her lover lapped
and swirled his tongue into the tight slit of her vagina while
her hips pumped rhythmically against his hungry mouth.
Dan had moved closer to Beth and gazed down at the
lovely sight of her naked thighs squeezing together tightly and
then relaxing repeatedly. Her dress had ridden up high
enough that he could almost see the hidden juncture between
her legs, but she was wringing her hands together in her lap
preventing the dress from rising any higher. Watching her
swelling breasts rise and fall with each ragged breath, he
slowly reached his arm around her shoulder in a careful,
casual manner so he wouldn't frighten or alarm her.
When she did not object to his advance, Dan lightly
placed his hand on her knee -- again watching her closely for
any resistance. But Beth was dizzy and almost drunk with
desire. She heard the wet slurping sounds and the constant
moans from the couple on the stage and she couldn't help
imagining -- no, wishing -- that she was the one on the bed
tangled in the naked, passionate act with the handsome young
groom. She vaguely felt a hand touching and slowly sliding
up her leg, but it didn't register in her lust-filled brain until
she felt the hem of her dress being tentatively pushed aside.
Beth instinctively looked down to see a man's hand
lightly stroking her exposed skin. Then, with wide, glazed-
over eyes, she lazily looked up and tried to focus on his face
smiling back at her. "Let me help you. . ." she heard him say.
Dan shifted even closer to her small frame and reached down
to gently take her hands and move them off her lap. While
they both watched his movements, he carefully took hold of
the bottom of her short dress and gradually lifted the fabric up
and folded it back onto her stomach -- completely revealing
her wispy black panties.
Dan took a deep breath. She was more captivating
than he had imagined. The scant fabric did little to hide her
feminine charms, and he knew he must have her. . .if not
entirely now, then certainly before the night was over.
On the other couch Bob leaned back and planted his
hands on the cushion to brace himself. He watched the two
young lovers on stage trying to send each other over the edge
in a frenzied sixty-nine position; but between his outstretched
legs, a gorgeous woman he hardly knew knelt in front of him
greedily deep-throating his aching cock. Her technique was
fantastic as she swirled and stabbed her tongue around the
sensitive head each time she lifted her lovely head with the
flaming red hair.
Bob was in heaven until he remembered Beth.
Whipping around to look to his left, his eyes opened wide and
his mouth fell open when he saw what was happening. There
was his conservative little wife with her dress bunched around
her waist and her legs spread wide. Hovering over her was the
large form of his friend, Dan, who had his hand buried in her
panties -- obviously fingering her furiously. Beth stared
straight ahead with unblinking eyes as her pretty mouth
gasped for breath. Even a couple of yards away, her husband
could hear her pant and whimper helplessly.
At first Bob was angry at the sight of his wife so
openly engaged in sexual acts with another man. But soon he
realized that he had no cause for resentment. After all, he had
encouraged her to move to the next chair, and here he was
doing the same thing with someone else's wife. No, there was
nothing he could do about it now.
Electric shocks jolted through Beth's small body as the
man above her continued to plunge his fingers in and out of
her drenched pussy. He had been so smooth in his conquest.
Before she even realized what was happening, Dan had first
traced the lips of her opening through the scant piece of silk
between her legs -- then he moved his hand up and slipped it
down inside. Fireworks went off in her head when his
fingertip went straight for her erect little clitoris which he
teased and stroked until she cried out in pleasure. Then he
moved his big fingers lower and found her steamy, wet
opening.
Dan reached under and silently urged her to raise her
tight, round buttocks so he could remove her panties
completely. Cool air rushed over her inflamed sex as she
leaned back again and waited breathlessly for the thrill of his
touch. But is would not happen now. . .The chime sounded
again.
TO BE CONTINUED. . .
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