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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 third and final
installment of the West's odyssey. 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 3 (MF, wife, group, voy)
By Snake
Bob and Beth West were still struggling to comprehend all that
was happening to them. Not long ago they were enjoying drinks and an
intimate dinner at a party with a few married couples who appeared to
have much in common with them. Then everything seemed to spin out of
control.
First they witnessed the "entertainment": a young, attractive
couple on stage indulging their carnal desires by making love in full view
of the mesmerized guests. Then the four wives in attendance had been
instructed to rotate to different seats when signaled by a chime, allowing
each aroused woman to sit for a time with each of the four men. The
combination of the wanton display on the stage and the sexual tension
among the changing partners produced the expected results. Bob was
treated to a lusty blowjob from a tall, redheaded beauty he had barely met,
and his innocent little wife had been seduced and fingered to the brink of
orgasm by one of his good friends.
Now somewhere deep in her clouded mind, Beth realized she had
been signaled to move to a new location in this surreal version of musical
chairs. The man beside her reluctantly removed his hands from her naked
skin and helped her rise unsteadily to her feet. "We'll finish this later,"
he breathed in her ear while he helped straighten her dress; then he gently
directed her toward the next couch.
On stage the newlywed couple continued their heated act of
passion. The dark-haired bride was straddling the virile groom. She
arched her back and churned her plump buttocks wildly, plunging herself
up and down with frantic need on his thick, shiny pole sliding deep
inside her with each thrust. The room was filled with the sounds of their
love cries and the soft methodic slapping of flesh meeting flesh.
Beth shakily groped her way through the dim light until she saw a
dark figure looming. `J' sat watching her approach with bright, narrow
eyes like a big cat waiting for its prey. Even slumped in the chair the
tall
professional athlete was an imposing figure, and the startled housewife
stopped short with a shudder. His jacket and shirt were open and parted
wide, revealing sleek, lean-cut skin and muscle. But what stopped her was
the sight of the long, thick ebony column rising from his open pants and
laying hard against his flat stomach. She had never seen a black man like
this before. As she gazed at the huge phallus poised and throbbing slightly
in front of her, the strong arousal she had felt moments earlier was quickly
turning to apprehension.
Sensing her hesitancy, `J' reached his hand out to her. With a
calm, low voice he said, "Come, sit with me . . .don't be frightened. Let
me please you." Tentatively she allowed him to take her delicate hand and
guide her to sit next to him, but she couldn't pull her eyes from the coiled
steel monster between his legs.
Directly across, on the other side of the platform, Bob was also
having his first interracial experience. J's wife, `V', took her place next
to
Beth's husband. He smiled at her nervously and noticed that she seemed
breathless and slightly agitated. Remembering that she was new to all this
too, Bob wondered if she and her husband might be having the same crazy
mix of emotions that he was feeling. Observing that her gauzy dress and
her ornately-styled hair were slightly disheveled, he inquired discreetly,
"Are you all right?"
She looked him in the eye for the first time and smiled weakly,
"Yes . . .I think so. But, Oh my! I certainly didn't expect anything like
this.
"Neither did we . . ." he agreed, relieved to know that they
shared
some common ground. "It's all pretty bizarre, isn't it? But at the same
time, I don't know when I've ever been so turned on . . ." He almost
wished he hadn't said that, but she smiled back at him warmly and he
couldn't help being drawn in by her exotic beauty.
Laughing softly, she whispered, "So am I . . ." She was also
starting
to appreciate the pleasing nature and appealing features of this man she was
now seated with. His soft eyes and easy smile, together with the strong jaw
and handsome build helped fuel the fire that had been kindled by the show
on stage, then fanned to smoldering intensity by the suave former football
player at her last seat. Recalling how his hands had danced over the
tingling softness of her large breasts and jutting nipples, she boldly
leaned
forward and kissed this new man softly . . .allowing her tongue to instantly
melt together with his.
Bob groaned in response and his hand instinctively reached out to
cup one of her soft globes swaying freely beneath the colorful scarf-like
material of her dress. Easily brushing the fabric aside, his palm came
into
contact with the warm, moist skin of her heavy breast and he felt a large,
rubbery nipple slip between his fingers.
"Mmmm . . .Baby, yes!" V broke the kiss and moaned. She began
to kiss and nibble his neck and ear while her hand looked for and easily
found his swollen meat still peeking out from his open fly. A sharp jolt
went down his spine as she scraped his shaft gently with her long
fingernails; then, wrapping her smooth fingers around him completely, she
pumped her fist up and down languidly.
Meanwhile, `V's husband, `J', was using all of his willpower to
keep from moving too quickly with Beth. The tasty little white woman
was obviously nervous being with him, but he could also tell that her fuse
had been lit and she only needed some artful persuasion to give herself
over to his powerful male allure and to her own need. He knew that she
was fascinated with his erect cock towering right next to her; although she
pretended to watch intently what the couple was doing on stage, he could
see her looking at him from the corner of her eye. He finally leaned over
and whispered, "You've never seen one this big before, have you?"
"Never . . ." came the almost choked reply. Realizing she could
no
longer avoid him, she tentatively turned and gazed directly at his massive
tool. "I had no idea that a man could be that large . . ." Her voice
sounded
almost like a little girl's to him. She looked like a little girl next to
his
giant frame.
"It's OK," he told her softly. "Go ahead, touch it . . .I know
you
want to. I want to feel you touch me too."
She did want to touch him . . .desperately. She had to know what
the smooth black skin felt like in her hand. She was drawn to it like a
magnet; so hard and thick with rigid veins everywhere and the deep purple
helmet looking fierce and menacing. Yes, she had to touch it she thought,
as she cautiously reached out and lightly ran her fingertips over the
velvety smoothness of it, feeling the ridges and the swollen tissue; it was
so warm, almost hot to the touch, and it jumped and twitched slightly in
her hand.
"Damn . . ." he moaned. "You're soft touch feels like a butterfly
on my cock." She smiled shyly and grew bolder with his encouragement.
Grasping him more firmly, she tried to encircle his entire girth, but her
tiny fingers could not completely close around him. As she started to rub
and milk him slowly, he decided it was time to participate too. Hovering
over her, he reached a long arm out and gently pulled her closer. While
she continued to play with her new toy, he reached around and took hold
of her small jacket, silently encouraging her to let him remove it. Beth
stopped stroking him long enough to let the big man pull the garment off
her shoulders and then slip it over her arms and off.
With her jacket gone, `J' had a better view of that creamy
cleavage
he had been admiring since he saw her. Although she was a petite woman,
he could tell she had amazing breasts. He wasted no time in brushing his
large hand up her side, lightly feeling the ridges of her rib cage, until he
found the plump firmness of her tit flesh straining against the confines of
her dress and flimsy bra. Her sensitive nipples were erect and poking
through the fabric and he could easily feel the hard little point scraping
against the smooth skin of his palm as he cupped and kneaded her.
Beth closed her eyes and let a little moan escape her throat.
Sharp,
hot electric sensations shot through her chest and down into her loins as
he teased her breasts. While she continued to stroke and pull at his
throbbing meat with one hand, the other reached for and found his huge
dark testicles bouncing gently below. She lightly massaged and squeezed
him there, feeling the heat of his molten seed churning deep inside.
`J' found the zipper at the back of her black evening dress and
felt
it glide down easily with a slight tug. He caressed the silky-soft skin of
her exposed back and slid lower until he grazed the strap of her bra; with
practiced skill, he unhooked it with a flick of his wrist and she felt the
release of pressure against her swollen mounds. Shrugging her shoulders
slightly, she helped him lower the top of the dress until it dropped down
almost completely - snagging briefly on her rock-hard nipples. They
both looked down as he reached out and pulled on the fabric. With
tantalizing slowness, he first uncovered her puffy pink areolas . . .then
the
twin points of her turgid buttons - aching for attention.
Not able to stand the teasing any longer, she quickly pulled her
arms through the sleeves and allowed the dress to fall to her waist while
she reached up and pulled his head down to her breasts. Not needing a
further invitation, `J' slid off the love seat and kneeled in front of the
overheated young woman. As she lay back and gasped, he took handfuls
of her milky white flesh and rubbed his rough thumbs over her burning
nipples. Beth threw her head back and bit her lower lip to keep from
crying out as she thrust her chest toward him. She parted her thighs
slightly to allow him access to her body, and he leaned forward and took
advantage - lowering his mouth and flicking her inflamed little rosebuds
with his long tongue.
"Ohhhh...uhhhh! Yes . . .right there!" She panted. Her hand
dropped automatically to find and grasp his rigid tool again. In direct
response to the maddening sensations he was giving her with his mouth,
she frantically rubbed his straining cock. The more he licked and sucked
at her sweet breasts, the faster she pumped her tiny fist - making him
grunt and shudder.
But he had to taste more, so he moved lower and kissed his way
down to the top of her fallen dress. Tossing the bra aside, he scooted back
on his haunches, reluctantly causing her to loose her grip on him. She
whimpered slightly, but he reached down and firmly tugged at the rumpled
dress until it slid down her torso and past her stomach . . .almost to the
secret juncture between her legs, but her grinding hips stopped his
progress. Continuing his teasing game, he leaned down again and kissed
the smooth, heaving surface of her belly until he could feel little wisps of
hair tickling the tip of his nose. He was close enough that he could smell
the musky scent of her flowing nectar.
Almost delirious with desire, Beth's hips began to hump up and off
the couch. This was what `J' had been waiting for. The next time she
lifted up with a jerky spasm, he quickly hooked the dress and slid it down
and off her slim hips - then he leaned back and pulled it the rest of the
way down her writhing legs and off. Now she was naked and splayed out
before his hungry eyes. He couldn't believe how enticing she was - her
hard, firm body looked almost virginal - with flawless caramel-colored skin
glowing with sexual heat. Gazing lower, there was her flowering sex,
obviously moist and framed by a slight tuft of neatly trimmed dark hair.
No longer able to contain himself, he pressed her tender thighs
apart and lowered his greedy mouth to her steamy opening. Beth's eyes
flew open when she felt him taste her there. She fought to momentarily
regain her senses. "No. . . Please, don't do that!" she begged. Beth had
always considered oral sex dirty and perverse. Her husband tried to get
her to do it when they first explored each other sexually, but she had
convinced him that she was not interested. After a time he had simply
given up and she was relieved.
But this was not her husband; it was a tall black man she did not
know, and he did not want to hear her reasoning or argument. `J' knew he
had this remarkable beauty on the verge of ecstasy, and he was not going
to turn back now. Parting her slick outer lips with his fingers, he
speared
his tongue with skilled accuracy at the center of her most sensitive spot
where he began to flick and lap at her relentlessly.
"Oh, God..Unnnnggggggghhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!! Beth cried out
helplessly. Her small body bucked and jerked out of control while the big
man held her tight against his mouth with his strong hands. Her legs flew
out wide - kicking and flailing until they at last got hooked up around his
broad shoulders. Immediately she felt the first shuddering waves of
climax building; she knew she was lost and gave up to it.
The groom was huffing and sweating as he took the bride from
behind. Her head was lowered and her long, dark tresses flipped back and
forth each time he pounded into her. But Bob couldn't care less about what
was happening on the stage. He was laying on his back, nude, with the
loveliest black woman he had ever seen kneeling over him, sensuously
dragging her slippery vaginal lips over and back against his aching-hard
penis. She smiled down at him wickedly, fully aware that her sweet torture
was driving him mad with lust. Her pendulous breasts swayed and brushed
against his chest with each movement. "You want me, don't you?" She
teased.
Unable to stand it any longer, he grunted and thrust his hips up
and
forward, hitting the mark on the first attempt. The mushroom-shaped head
of his manhood easily slid inside her well-lubricated tunnel; the warm,
moist walls instantly gripped and squeezed against his sensitive glans.
Above him, 'J' moaned out her pleasure and pushed back, seeking eagerly
to complete the joining. First rising up, then sinking back against him,
she
could feel his thick rod gliding up and in. . . farther with each downward
shift until their pubic areas ground together.
This was 'V's first experience with another man since her marriage
too, and she was surprised at how quickly she'd been carried away by the
illicit urges she felt. Her husband was a great lover, but now all she
could
think of was this strange man's cock buried to the hilt in her twitching
vagina. She needed friction and release, so she leaned back and balanced
her hands on his chest to steady herself. She began to rock up and down on
him, picking up speed gradually and reveling in the delicious feelings
spreading like liquid fire through her feverish body.
Bob met her thrusts and pushed back. His cock felt like it was
coated in warm butter. He vaguely heard her gasp and pant above him each
time he stabbed up into her. Grasping her flexing thighs for leverage, he
slammed his hips up to meet each of her quickening down-strokes. He
raised his knees and planted his feet, lifting both of their bodies high off
the
leather love seat each time they crashed together. Soon he could feel the
familiar boiling sensation rising up from somewhere deep within, signaling
his impending eruption. Wanting her to explode with him, he reached
between them and found her rigid clitoris. Wetting his fingers with her
juices, he started to rub against her in a way that matched their furious
rhythm. "Come with me!" he hissed. . .urging her to go off. "I'm almost
there . . ."
"Uhgh.....yes.....yes....I can feel it building up!!!!! she
grimaced
between hard strokes. "Oh, baby . . .yeah.....I'm coming! You're making
me come!!!!!"
The white-hot seed rocketed through his shaft and sprayed out in
forceful spurts, but she could not feel the warmth of it spreading inside
her.
'V' was too far lost in the throes of her own climax to notice. Great
shudders of pleasure racked her body and she held her breath for fear that
the next convulsion between her legs might cause her to black out. Neither
of them had ever experienced anything before with such raw animal
intensity.
Beth was recovering from her own mind-shattering orgasm and
climbing rapidly toward another when the chime sounded again. 'J' was
still lapping hungrily between her wide-spread legs, hoping to beat the
clock and plant his giant member in the willing little housewife, but he
knew he had run out of time now.
All modesty gone, Beth allowed him to help her up and stood naked
except for her high heeled shoes and her medallion. Something in her
woozy brain triggered and she remembered who was waiting at her next
stop, causing a tremble of anticipation. She wordlessly thanked the gentle
black man she had been with by reaching down and softly running her hand
along his impressive length one last time. Then, taking her rumpled dress
and dragging it behind her, she moved off to the rendezvous she had been
secretly looking forward to.
'S' stood waiting for her. He too had shed his clothing and she
nearly swooned when she took in the sight of him. Everything about the
huge man was appealing to her -- his warm smile first, then the incredible
eyes that seemed to peer right into her heart. Built like a granite statue,
his
massive shoulders, arms, and chest tapered down to a flat, hard stomach
ripped with solid muscle. And there was his cock, erect and perfectly
shaped. Notfreakishly big, but large enough to satisfy any woman; it stood
up proudagainst the chiseled abdomen. Below, his powerful legs looked
like tree trunks supporting his solid frame.
Dropping her dress, Beth rushed to his waiting arms. Without a
word they melded together in a passionate kiss that made the tiny hairs on
the back of her neck stand up and tingle. She could feel his hardness
pressing insistently against her belly. . .throbbing gently with his rapid
pulse. Gasping for breath, she broke the kiss and pulled his ear to her
mouth. "Oh, I've been waiting for this," she whispered. "Please . . .I
need
you inside me. Now...please hurry!"
Reaching between her legs, 'S' dipped a fingertip into her swollen
lips. His digit was instantly coated with her warm, sweet honey. "Yes, you
are ready for me," he smiled. "Well, I've learned to never keep a lady
waiting . . ."
He gently turned her aroundt and wrapped his massive arms around
her, pressing himself against her back. Sliding his hands down, he found
and massaged her quivering breasts as he slowly guided her to the love
seat. Beth allowed him to position her so that she was kneeling on the
leather cushion with her arms clinging over the back, facing away from
him. His strong hands urged her legs apart and he moved up behind her.
At first she could feel his body heat against her skin, then she felt the
blunt,
rounded shaft of his organ moving and rubbing between the soft cheeks of
her buttocks. He moved back and forth like that for a few moments,
sending chills through her already frazzled nerves. "Please . . .don't
tease
me," she whimpered.
Finally he grasped his cock and aimed down until he found her
soggy opening. He brushed the thick head around briefly to cover it with
her slick juices, then he pushed forward slightly and felt the tip catch and
move through the snug ring at her entrance. He was amazed at how tight
she was, even after all this prolonged stimulation. Hearing a deep sigh of
approval, he grasped her hips and pressed forward again, this time sliding
almost half way inside.
"Oh....yessssss. . ." she hissed. "It feels so good, put it in .
. ."
The big former football player granted her wish. First he pulled
out
until just the head of his rod was poised at the opening, then he jerked his
mighty hips forward in one smooth stroke, impaling her completely. Beth's
eyes rolled back in her head and she cried out with unbridled rapture; her
hands gripped the back of the chair tightly, as she felt him immediately
begin
to move in and out with slow, smooth thrusts.
It was better than she could have imagined. Every muscle and
tissue in her small body strained to accept and meet his powerful, but
controlled movements. She could feel his heavy balls softly smacking
against her backside each time he pushed against her, and soon they were
rocking together. . .gradually building the tempo. She discovered that, if
she leaned back and arched her pelvis at just the right angle, his swollen
shaft would rake against her hypersensitive clitoris occasionally, causing
sharp tremors of pure pleasure.
From his position a few feet away, Bob West watched his lovely
wife being fucked by another man for the first time. Her head was thrown
back and her arms and hands clutched desperately at the furniture she was
braced against. The large man behind her pounded in and out relentlessly,
causing little shock waves to ripple through her small body with each
impact. Bob was peering around the bare bottom of Dan's wife, Mandy.
The pretty blonde held herself high up against his face, encouraging him to
lick and nibble at her glistening labia while she gamely worked at reviving
his spent male equipment with her mouth.
The bizarre rotation was now complete; all of the couples had
sampled each other's spouses. Up on the platform, Mr. Kensington, the
imposing butler, reappeared completely nude, joining the newlyweds' erotic
performance. The bald man was built like a bull; his hard buttocks flexed
and relaxed as the bride sucked him hungrily, her blushing cheeks puffed
and hollowed around his girth. Behind her, the handsome young groom
looked like he was about to explode. Every muscle strained and the cords
in his neck stood out sharply as he jackhammered against the girl.
Beth was nearly overcome with the sweet sensations pouring
through her every fiber. `S' reached out to hold and massage her bouncing
breasts while he continued to slam into her, filling and emptying her
completely with each rapid stroke. Suddenly she was aware of another
person standing close in front of her. Trying to focus her glazed vision,
she
realized it was Dan
gazing down at them with lust in his eyes and silently offering his angry-
looking cock to her. She knew instantly what he wanted, but again her
conservative upbringing made her balk at the thought, and she closed her
eyes tight and turned her head away.
Dan was not to be denied, however. He'd waited too long for this.
Gently he placed his hand on her silky hair and turned her pretty face back
to him. Beth was gasping and panting for breath and there was no way on
earth she could keep her mouth closed. Soon she felt the rubbery tip of his
hot tool brushing against her parched lips . . .pushing in past her teeth
and
gliding across her tongue. The taste was not unpleasant, she realized;
slightly salty and almost familiar. Surrendering to the fact that she could
not refuse him in this position, she allowed her tongue to swirl tentatively
around the spongy hardness. Dan heaved a great sigh and pushed his hips
forward slightly, basking in the moist warmth. He smiled with satisfaction
when he felt her small, shaking hand reach up to grasp and accept him
while her head began to bob slowly, sucking him in deeper with each small
thrust.
Beth found herself wedged between two strong males - both trying
to fill her openings with their swelling erections. Her diminutive body was
being assaulted and buffeted by the eager, forceful pumping and prodding,
but she felt heavenly. Never before had she felt so sexually alive and in
tune with her womanly desires. Every part of her burned with intense
excitement and raw passion. She could feel the familiar stirrings of
another
shattering orgasm rolling and crashing through the dam in the deepest part
of her soul. Wanting to cry out in pleasure, she could not because her
mouth and throat were engrossed in greedily slurping and sucking Dan's
engorged cock as it pistoned in and out through her tender lips.
Between her legs, Beth sensed that `S' was nearing his end.
Sweating and growling above her, he pushed himself with his great strength
against her, deeper and harder . . .faster and faster . . .until she could
feel
him touch her very core. Suddenly he slammed his hips forward and
roared. A bright light flashed in her head and her insides seemed to burst
. .
.followed by soothing warmth that washed throughout her ravaged body.
Choking and gasping, fighting to breathe, Beth pulled her mouth off
Dan who was watching the dramatic crescendo between the conjoined
lovers; the vibrations of their release passed through her mouth -
stimulating and triggering the eruption he'd been fighting to keep in check
until now. The spent, weary housewife instinctively used her hand to
continue pumping his shaft, slippery with her saliva. Her efforts were soon
rewarded as Dan groaned loudly and sprayed out his hot, milky fluid -
splashing it across her slender neck, shoulder, and arm.
Beth's husband vaguely watched the orgiastic frenzy unfolding
around him. The room was filled with the sound and scent of sex.
Everywhere he gazed, naked bodies were tangled together, writhing and
humping. He'd seen his puritanical little wife take on two men with
astonishing abandon until she lay crumpled beneath them, bathed in sensual
bliss. At this moment a stunning blonde woman, who happened to be his
friend's wife, was leaning over Bob's torso sucking his cock furiously while
a demented, bald butler named Kensington plowed into her from behind.
On the stage, the tall black man had the young bride's legs wrapped over
his shoulders; he pounded into her with his amazingly long penis as his
own wife rocked back on forth on the young girl's face.
Time seemed to stand still and Bob closed his eyes . . .trying to
remember how the hell he got here.
EPILOGUE . . .
Several days later, Beth West found a glossy black package in her
mailbox. Opening it, she discovered a videotape inside simply labeled
`The Party' and a small hand-written note attached. A smile played across
her lovely red lips as she read:
`Greetings, Mr. and Mrs. W.
Here is a souvenir of our time together for you to watch
and enjoy. Looking forward to the pleasure your company
at our next gathering.
Best regards, Your Host'
Beth felt a sudden little shudder pass through her as she skipped up the
driveway . . .heading for the VCR.
*****THE END*****
Comments welcome: snake138@hotmail.com
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