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First Published: 24 July 2015

Turning Twenty-five
by Isabella

Story Code: M/F, m/F, Impregnation, Swing

Bill Black was in the shower washing before work, his wife Julie was at the bathroom sink putting on her face and doing her hair. As Bill stepped out of the shower and picked up a towel Julie said, almost absentmindedly as she was carefully applying the black line around her eyes with a pencil, "Which of my friends would you like to fuck?"

Bill stopped dead in his tracks, he heard his wife's question and before he had the chance to answer her alarm bells started to ring in his mind, then a loud claxon went off followed by an air raid siren, 'Hold on Billy boy, this sounds like a trap, quickly man, what have you done wrong?'

Bill looked at his wife's face reflected in the mirror over the sink, she stopped outlining her eye and her eyes met his in the mirror, she said, "What?"

Bill asked, "What do you mean?"

Julie finished outlining her left eye before answering Bill. "Well, it's my twenty-fifth birthday coming up and I was just thinking that I'd love a special birthday present from you."

Julie started outlining her right eye, Bill still stood there dripping water over the bathroom floor while he waited for Julie to tell him what she wanted for her birthday present. Eventually they made eye contact again and Julie said, "Bill, you know that I love you and I don't want to make you feel jealous, mad or mad with me but since we started talking about starting a family I just thought that it would be nice to have one last night, experience the thrill of a new lover, just once more before I have kids and it will be too late."

Inside Bill's head thoughts were flashing around faster than the internal workings of a computer, he mentally snatched at a thought to actually be able to examine that thought, he had to grasp three different thoughts before he found one that made sense. He reviewed it quickly and then allowed his mouth to open, "Why don't you just go into town and find a stranger in a nightclub or something, why choose one of my friends?"

Julie finished off her right eye, she checked her lips, they needed lining too, the bright red lipstick really needed a darker outline, eventually she said, "I've thought about this, before we met I had seen dozens of weirdos, some that, once you got them out in the cold light of day, you wouldn't touch with a barge pole. It's all too hit and miss and anyway, I wouldn't have any idea if a stranger was clean or anything would I?"

Bill was beginning to worry, he had known a few friends who had messed about while married, they always seemed to get caught and it always ended badly. Julie used a tissue to compress her lips against to flatten out the red lipstick and take away any excess oiliness before applying the top coat of 'Clearly Kissable' gloss to seal her lipstick coat and make her lips pop out in the light.

Julie made kissing actions at herself in the mirror and then continued, "And, I wanted you to have some fun too, just tell me who you fancy and I'll have a word with her, see if she'd be up to a little fun with you and if her husband would like to fuck my brains out for just one night."

Bill was panicking even more, this really had all the hallmarks of a trap, he could say he fancied 'X' and Julie could jump down his throat for lusting after one of her friends, so he decided to play it safe, "You know that since we met you're the only girl I've ever lusted after darling." Bill decided to seal his position by kissing his wife as passionately as possible.

Julie ducked out from under his embrace, "Don't give me that Mr Black, you're forgetting just who I am, I see you at swimming club, the way your cock jumps to attention whenever you see Angela Weston's tits in her skimpy bikini, even Marie Hewett, with her 'Pizza pie' complexion, as soon as you see her thirty-six inch 'D' cup bikini top, your little soldier pops to attention and I know that I'm in for a fun time as soon as we get home."

Bill gave his wife a stupid grin, he was busted and he knew it, "I can't help liking big tits but I'd never do anything about it, I save all of my loving for you."

It was Julie's turn to grin, she reached out and cupped his face in her hand, "I do hope not darling, I was hoping that you'd have a night of mad passion with a different lover while I do the same..." Julie patted Bill's cheek, "...and you need a shave before work darling."

Bill went to catch his wife's hand on his cheek but missed as she ducked away again and he ended up feeling his stubble, Bill was twenty-seven years old but still didn't need to shave every day, he checked his rough face and chin, she was right, he did need to shave, Bill shouldn't have been surprised really, his wife was seldom wrong about anything.

Julie pulled her blouse on and stood fastening the buttons up the front, Bell was trying not to sound like a simpering wimp as he said, "I don't need anyone else darling but if you feel the need for a night of madness you can arrange it, just so long as it doesn't hurt our relationship."

Julie was close to the bathroom door now, she was looking at the face of her wrist watch, "I'm going to have to go or I'll miss my bus, I'm adamant that I need to do this and I would feel guilty doing it if you weren't getting the chance of some fun as well..." She stopped in the doorway and pulled her husband to her and kissed him, "...definitely get that shave before you leave, we'll talk about this tonight when we get home."

Bill got to work but found it hard to concentrate which in his job was dangerous as he built the massive machines that scraped off the old tarmac from road surfaces; he also helped to build the even larger machines that laid new tarmac on road surfaces, the joke of it was that the official name of the paving machines were Blaw Knox but for some reason the computer program insisted on printing 'Black Nox' so everyone on the production line said the machines were all Bill's responsibility. The biggest problem for Bill was that he would usually chat to his friend Ray Weston about things like this but Julie had already suggested Bill might fancy sex with Angela, Ray's wife so Bill didn't want to bring it up with Ray and there weren't that many other people a man could trust with a thing like that.

By the time Bill got home his dinner was ready and on the table, they ate in silence with a few awkward glances across the table, Bill would usually allow his wife to clear the table after dinner but today because he was feeling awkward he jumped to his feet, "I'll get the dishes darling, you go and have a rest in front of the TV."

Bill carried the pots into the kitchen and started to fill the sink with hot, soapy water, Julie came up behind him and wrapped her arms around his chest, she kissed his neck and whispered, "Why don't you stack the sink and leave everything to soak, we can go to bed and have a little fun."

Both were naked before they reached the master bedroom, Julie took charge and put Bill on the bed on his back, she clambered over his hips and lowered her cunt onto his cock. Usually when Julie took over and climbed on top it was because she wanted to cum as fast and as hard as possible and she would sit upright and fuck her husband as hard and fast as she could but tonight she settled down on his chest pressing her, thirty-four 'c' cup breasts into his chest. She kissed him and rolled her hips slowly to allow his cock to slide in and out of her body slowly.

Julie pressed her lips against Bill's ear and whispered, "I met Angela Weston in town at lunchtime, she said that she'd love to have uncomplicated sex with you as her birthday present to me next week!"

Bill's breath caught in his throat, his reaction to Julie's comment was an involuntary one, Julie felt his cock jump inside her body even though her weight should have held it in check. She eased her chest away from her husband's slowly and she grinned down at him, "Wow, gentlemen looks like we have a winner!" Julie rained kisses down over Bill's mouth, I guess that I don't need to ask Marie if she's interested then!"

Bill slipped the barrage of kisses and said, "I guess that means that you'll be doing Ray then?"

Julie's face changed into a look if devilish mischief, "Welllllllll! Angie came up with a different suggestion."

"What?"

Julie pushed herself upright and began to add speed and force to her fucking, as Julie began to gasp into the starting blocks of her climax she said, "Angela suggested her brother Mark would be fun to play with, Ray would love to fuck me but he'd love another crack at Marie Hewitt so that I could try Mark."

Bill was trying desperately hard not to cum too quickly but it was hard, this was Julie's go to move whenever she wanted a quickie fuck rather than a marathon session. He decided that he could take his mind off of cuming too fast if he engaged Julie in her conversation. "Just a minute, if Ray is with Marie Hewitt, what will Willy Hewett be doing all evening?"

Julie allowed a petite climax to roll through her body for a few moments before she answered her husband, "Angela has that covered, I'm going to arrange a pyjama party here for my birthday, we would have had a party anyway but I was going to hold it on Saturday night, Angela suggested we have the party on Friday night instead. Willy Hewitt is doing his milk round on Saturday morning, starting at four o'clock but he's off on Sunday. Marie will come with Willy to the party but if he's working the next day he goes home at nine o'clock, Marie can stay until the end if she can get a lift home."

Julie smiled in triumph at the power of her scheming mind and she began to rock faster, driving her own climax on ever higher. Bill still hadn't managed to get over his reluctant climax, Julie collapsed down against Bill's chest gasping for air and between gasps she whispered, "I've told Angela to come in black stockings and suspender belt, no bra and a see through nighty to give you a good show on Friday night."

That was just the ticket, Bill exploded into his wife's cunt as she described the way that Angela Weston would be dressed for his pleasure.

On the day of her birthday party Julie was very busy, she had to clean the house from top to bottom, paying special attention to the master bedroom, changing the sheets, turning the mattress, laying out scented candles ready to be ignited just before the party, she had dressed the bedroom specially for her tryst with Mark Whitefield, Angela's brother. Julie also turned the mattress of the bed in the spare bedroom, aired it and put on new sheets and duvet for her husband to fuck Mark's sister in. It had crossed her mind that they really needed another bedroom for Ray Weston and Marie Hewett to use but in the end she decided that Ray and Marie would have to look after their own provisions for their trysting place.

At seven o'clock Bill helped to put out the food in the fifty foot long lounge, he had put the dining table against the back wall under the window and piled it up with all the stuff associated with a finger buffet. Julie searched out all the beer they had in the house and set that along with glasses and plastic disposable cups and a mega bucket of ice on the counter-top. The first two to arrive were Willy Hewitt and Marie as they often were because Willy had to leave so early to get to bed if he were working at four o'clock in the morning.

The first ten minutes were a little awkward, Bill kept looking at Marie's tits through her skimpy nighty, she was wearing a bra and dark tights under her cream, knee length nighty, Willy had on candy stripped pyjamas with the fly hole sewn closed. Willy would have been the last man in the world that Julie would have chosen to dance with but as there was only the four of them in the house, Julie asked Willy to dance with her.

Bill got Marie a drink and then started to dance with her; Julie was facing her husband and his dance partner when she spotted Marie's hand slip into the fly hole of her husband's pyjama bottoms. Willy was trying to turn Julie around as they danced a simple box step to the sound of 'Can't Get Enough' by Barry White. Julie got the feeling that things would take a turn for the worse if Willy spotted what his wife was doing with her husband. Willy could easily storm out of the house and drag Marie with him, Julie wouldn't mind spending a few hours with Ray Weston if Marie were to be dragged off but it would be more fun with Mark. Ray was the same age as her husband, well, exactly two months and twenty eight days older and they had spent most of their lives together growing up so apart from the size of their cocks and the fact that Bill was skinnier than Ray by quite a bit, Ray had actually had more sexual partners than Bill so that could make Ray slightly better than her husband. But! And it was a huge but, Mark was just seventeen, he was taller than Ray and Bill and he was much fitter, Mark was a rugby player for his college first team and he was a keen rower as well as a competitive cyclist and according to Angela, he had the cock of a stallion!

Julie had to do something to stop Willy seeing what Marie was doing and she chose to drag Willy through to the kitchen to get herself and Willy a drink. Willy mistook Julie's intentions in dragging him out of the living room and through to the kitchen and while Julie poured the drinks Willy made a grab for her, not like his wife, heading straight for between the legs, Willy went for Julie's breasts, leaning into her from behind, rubbing his crotch against her buttocks.

Once Julie finished the drinks she turned around to face Willy, she might just have to suck it up and actually stick her hand down the front of his pyjama bottoms and make him happy when there was the sound of the front door bell ringing, "I'll get it!" Julie called out to her husband in the living room, "Wait here for me please Willy." And she was gone, not through the living room but through the back door, through the garage and out to the front of the house.

Lyne and Carol, two of Julie's friends who lived in Enderby, just a few streets away, had walked round wearing their nighties with jackets to stop their neighbours spotting they were out in the street wearing just their nightwear. Julie told Carol to go through to the kitchen and get a drink while she wrote out a notice for the front door telling people to go through the garage and into the kitchen which she sellotaped to the door.

Julie took Lyne's arm, "Do you know Willy Hewitt?"

Lyne thought for a moment, "Married to Marie, lives in Whetstone, milkman and a bit of a drip?"

"That's him. Well, is there any chance that you could keep him happy for a while until the party gets going?"

Lyne laughed, "I'll do it but you'll owe me lunch one day next week if I do."

People kept arriving in dribs and drabs until around eight o'clock when the living room had filled out a little. Julie spotted Angela and Ray passing the front window, she looked behind them down the drive, her excitement and anticipation building and then disappointment when she didn't see Angela's brother Mark with them. Julie looked round for Bill and spotted him chatting to Roger from Corporation Road, Roger's wife Jayne was dancing with Andy, one of Bill's motorcycling friends and they were definitely making the best of the pyjama party.

Julie rushed through to the kitchen to head Angela off and find out what had happened to Mark. "Mark was in front of us, Ray dropped him off in front of the house with our booze before he looked for a parking space."

Julie's mood brightened slightly, "Where is he then?"

"Well, here's the cans of beer from me and Ray and that is the bottle of wine that Mark pinched from our parent's stock, so he got this far."

Julie inspected the small pile of drinks, there was no mistaking that it was from Ray and Angela, no one but Ray would bring his own two litre bottle of coke to a pyjama party, Ray being one of the few 'Teetotallers' that Julie knew. "Okay, but he definitely didn't get as far as the living room so where is he now?"

The ground floor of Julie and Bill's house only had a kitchen and living room, then slowly Angela and Julie's heads turned towards the niche in the kitchen wall that used to be an outside toilet and coalhouse when the house was built, Bill had bricked up the outer doors when he built the garage and opened up an access into the kitchen. Bill had filled the opening with two louvered doors, saloon-style.

Julie and Angela went closer to the open louvers of the door covering the niche, Marie Hewitt was sitting on the washing machine with her ankles crossed behind Mark Whitfield's hips, Marie's tights were torn across the crotch, her lower legs were still sheathed in black but her inner thighs were gleaming out and her outer thighs partly covered by even darker nylon.

Mark for his part hadn't bothered to take down his pyjama bottoms so he, like Bill, hadn't bothered to sew up his fly-hole, it crossed Julie's mind that she would have to check later to see just what proportion of the men at her party had open fly and what proportion had sewn up flies.

Julie was hopping mad that her plans were falling apart, Marie was a greedy cow, she had started out trying to get Bill interested and now she was fucking Mark and Mark had only been invited for Julie's pleasure. Angela pulled Julie away from the door, "He's seventeen, he'll be good to go again ten minutes after he cums in her, let him empty his balls, get the first course out of the way and he'll last a lot longer when he gets to the main course."

Julie smiled at Angela and let her guide her into the main party room, Paul Gamble had arrived while Julie and Angela had been watching Mark fucking Marie, as they walked into the living room Paul was hitting on all of the women in the room, as soon as he saw the way that Angela was dressed he made a bee-line straight for her. Julie's plans had already fallen apart but she had promised Bill an evening of fun with her friend Angela and Julie knew that if Paul git his hooks into Angela she wouldn't be able to shake him off until he'd used her.

'Bite the bullet girl, take one for the team! Just because my night's going down the pan you can at least try and keep Bill happy' went through Julie's head as she smiled and stepped in front of Paul, "Dance Paul..." Paul was trying to sidestep Julie; he'd spotted from the other side of the room that Angela was wearing just a see-through baby-doll nighty, stockings and suspender belt. Everyone knew that Paul had a crush on Angela; they also knew that he was a predator and would hit on any woman of any age at any time and he was usually successful because he was a wealthy factory owner. Julie had to sidestep twice to keep in between Paul and Angela, "...dance Paul, it is after all my birthday!"

Paul finally accepted Julie's offer of a dance, 'Angela will still be here after this track and then I'll have her at last!' was Paul's thoughts as he danced with Julie. As Paul and Julie danced through the room Julie looked over her shoulder at Bill and gestured with her head towards Angela, Bill didn't move so Julie gave him a grimace as Paul pulled her body closer to his and began nuzzling his mouth against her neck, Julie looked from Paul to Angela and again gestured to Bill to get over to her friend before Paul did.

Bill got the message and apologised to Roger, Roger was a nice guy but he did tend to want to hold very long conversations even in the middle of a party. Bill sauntered over to Angela, "Hi Angie, did you walk through the street dressed like that?"

Angela grinned at him and nodded her head and then they stepped into each other and began to dance at the end of the track, they continued dancing through the silent space in the vinyl, Paul tapped Bill on the shoulder, "Can I cut in?"

Bill looked disappointed but Angela said, "We've only just started Paul, perhaps after we've finished eh?"

Ray walked past with a plate full of food and gathered Paul up, "Hey Paul, have you met Carol, she lives just round the corner, come with me, I'll introduce you to her."

The music started again and Bill and Angie danced across the room towards the front door, Angela whispered into Bill's ear, "Paul will keep after me as long as he can see me, wouldn't you rather dance somewhere else?"

Bill understood what Angela was saying, they both knew that the only place in the house that would be out of sight of Paul Gamble would be one of the bedrooms, as Angela had suggested dancing somewhere else her eyes had flicked up towards the bedrooms and she had given Bill a devilish grin as she did it.

Bill took a deep breath; Angela's offer had caused his cock to jump, not only to an erection but out of the front of his pyjamas as well. "I'm still a little worried about Ray, you know, we've been friends all of our lives and I would hate to do anything to risk that friendship."

Angela had to dance on the tips of her toes to get her mouth close enough to Bill's ear, "When I told Ray that I was going to bed with you tonight he insisted on shaving me so that I'd feel extra soft for you!"

Angela dropped back down to her normal height, Bill looked shocked, this wasn't their first party, granted it was their first pyjama party but usually at parties one or two people would sneak away for a little hanky-panky but always behind their partner's backs, never openly. "You told Ray..."

Angela pressed her index finger against Bill's lips, "The track is about to end, Paul will be back, Ray would hate to think that he'd shaved me for Paul to use!"

Bill and Angela slipped through the door to the stairs just before the track ended; they ran up the stairs two at a time and straight into the master bedroom. Bill lit the candles and turned out the main light before joining Angela on the bed.

Marie hopped off the washing machine and looked between her legs, "Mark you twat, my husband will notice if I take my tights off, go and find Julie, see if she has any dark tan tights she can lend me."

Mark found Julie dancing with Roger and cut in, before Mark could ask her for tights for Marie Julie jumped down his throat, "I'm really disappointed with you Mark, you were supposed to be my birthday present tonight."

"I will be but Marie has been trying to get me to fuck her for five years and she wouldn't take no for an answer when she saw me in my PJ's. She needs new tights, dark tan or Willy will notice, realise what she's been up too and drag her off home."

Julie had to process this information; if Willy dragged Marie off home then Ray wouldn't have his target for the night and would probably turn to her to stand in for Marie and even though Mark had stepped out of line with Marie, like Angela had said, Mark was only seventeen and he would be ready for sex again very quickly. Reluctantly Julie decided that she needed to help Marie out with replacement tights, "I don't own dark tan tights. All of mine are American tan, Marie will just have to risk Willy spotting the difference."

Julie headed for the stairs and her bedroom with Mark following on close behind. When Julie spotted her bedroom door was closed and the spare bedroom door was still open another wave of disappointment washed over her, she had dressed the master bedroom for her and Mark and now Bill and Angela were in there. Julie stopped outside the door, all of her tights were in there but so were Bill and Angela. Mark said, "What's wrong?"

"Well, my tights are in there but I think Bill is busy in there with your sister at the moment."

"Is it supposed to be a secret?"

"Well, not from me!"

"Not from Ray either, we all knew that Angela was coming here to fuck Bill so why not just go in?"

Deep down inside, Julie wanted Bill to have his fun but she didn't really want to see him doing it and anyway, walking in on him might upset things between him and Angela. Mark kind of negated her concerns though as he already had his hand on the door knob and was turning it.

The door opened and the bed slipped into view, Bill was naked and on his back, Angela was wearing her stockings and suspender belt, her knees were either side of Bill's head and her body covering his, her mouth impaled on his cock and she was fucking his face. Mark's mouth turned into a wide grin and he gestured to Julie to go in. Julie tiptoed over to her chest of drawers, hoping to slip in and out again unnoticed by her husband and her best friend.

Julie spent ages pulling her top drawer open so that it didn't make a sound and she searched for a clean pair of tights, she decided not to close the drawer, just to slip out as quietly as possible so as not to be spotted by the room's occupants but half way on her tiptoes to the bedroom door Mark said, "Hi sis, hi Bill, great party!"

Angela let Bill's cock slip out of her mouth, she looked over at Julie and Mark and grinned, "Close the door after you and for fuck's sake, don't tell Paul Gamble where I am, if he asked tell him I've gone over to the school to fuck someone in my old 'Alma-Mater' for old time's sake."

Julie's face was red by the time they got back onto the landing; she punched Mark playfully on the shoulder, "You did that deliberately you bastard!"

Mark grinned again and nodded his head, "Just had to do it, I've embarrassed her whenever I walked in on her fucking since I was about seven or eight years old."

"You've seen your sister fucking since she was... like fifteen years old."

Mark nodded his head and grinned again, Julie pointed through the second bedroom door, "You wait in there for me, I'll run these tights down to Marie and be right back, try not to fuck anyone else until I get back!"

Mark walked into the bedroom, he took his pyjama top off as he walked through the door and by the time he reached the bed he was naked, he turned to face Julie, she went weak at the knees, he had fantastic muscle definition for a seventeen year old and a cock that looked like a baseball bat hanging down between his legs, it was huge and it wasn't even hard yet. Julie really wanted to forget all about Marie and her tights and wanted to get straight down to exploring Mark's young body, she was about to step into the bedroom when Mark said, "Tights, take them to Marie, I'll be here when you get back!"

Julie closed the bedroom door and ran all the way down the stairs; Willy Hewitt was walking around asking people if they'd seen his wife, Julie ran past him, dodging his question. Marie was still waiting in the utility area, Julie grabbed a glass off of a side table, it only had a swallow of red wine in it, Julie joined Marie in the utility niche and she took great delight in throwing the small amount of red wine at Marie's nighty covered breasts. Julie pressed the clean tights into Marie's hand, "Here, I think this will get the wine out before it stains!"

Marie was quick on the uptake and bent over so that the front of her nighty hid her ruined tights from view momentarily, Willy was right behind Julie in the opening to the niche, Julie turned "Oh Willy, there you are, Lyne was asking if I'd seen you, she was heading off to the gazebo on the back garden, Marie was washing a few glasses to help out and dropped a glass with red wine, went all down her front."

Julie eased Willy away from the utility niche, guiding him through to the kitchen and the table of drinks, she poured a small glass of red wine, "Here, take this through to the back garden for Lyne, you made a very good impression on her earlier!"

Willy grinned at Julie's comment about his effect on Lyne, "I've got to go unfortunately; I have to be in work at four o'clock in the morning, that's why I was looking for Marie to tell her it was time to go."

Marie had changed her tights and had mopped the worst of the red wine from her nightdress, she walked up behind her husband, Julie didn't feel really charitable towards Marie but she needed her there for Ray Weston to keep him happy, "Really, poor old Marie hasn't even had the chance of a drink yet, she's been stuck in here washing glasses for me all night so far. Can't she stay a little longer; I'll get Bill to drop her off at home later."

Willy wasn't really happy, this was his first ever pyjama party and he'd been so turned on seeing all of the scantily clad women and the openly promiscuous atmosphere, he was hoping for a little sex with his wife before going to sleep. Marie stepped in front of her husband, "Can I stay a little longer please darling?"

Julie watched as Marie's hand slipped down the front of Willy's pyjama bottoms as she kissed her husband passionately, Marie's eyes were closed, Willy's were open, he was looking Julie in the eye as his wife rubbed his cock inside his trousers as she kissed him. The two of them were blocking Julie's passage to the living room and the bedroom beyond but not for long, thirty to forty seconds was all it took, Julie was surprised, Marie pulled her hand out of her husband's pyjama bottoms, her hand was covered to the wrist in Willy's spunk, Willy had made no movement, his breathing hadn't changed and neither had his facial expression, he had just climaxed and in record time as far as Julie was concerned.

Marie whispered in Willy's ear, but just loud enough for Julie to hear, "Will that keep you happy until you come home from work tomorrow? We can spend the whole afternoon in bed if you like!"

Willy was happy, he kissed his wife and turned to Julie, "Are you sure that Bill will be happy to bring Marie home later? Should I go and ask him?"

Julie stiffened, "Erm, I think he's popped down the shops, someone wanted a lift to get some low alcohol lager so he could have a drink and still drive. He'll be happy to do it!"

Willy went off a happy boy, Julie turned to Marie, "Did Willy just cum, just like that?"

Marie looked disappointed and nodded her head, "Just like that and just that fast every time, fortunately he doesn't go soft so after he cums I just have to keep going until I'm ready for my own orgasm."

Marie found some kitchen towel to wipe her hand on and then went looking for Ray to dance with him. Julie ran back up to the spare bedroom and pulled her nighty off over her head as she walked in the room, Mark grabbed at her and pulled her down onto the bed with him, he fucked her to her climax without coming close to his own, "Was that okay? Have I made up to you for fucking Marie first?"

Julie nodded her head as Mark slipped down the bed and began to rain kisses down all over her body; he drove her through countless orgasms with his mouth and fingers before returning to kissing her on the mouth and fucking her all over again.

The party turned into a strange affaire, the host and hostess had both left the party before nine o'clock and Ray had taken over looking after Bill and Julie's guests. Enderby was a small town, actually it was little more than a village really and most of the twenty to thirty year old population of Enderby were at the party. They had never had a party like this in the town before and everyone was going a little silly, Ray had turned all of the lights off and people started to have sex openly all over the floor of the living room.

The party went on until just before midnight and then husbands started looking for wives, boyfriends looking for girlfriends and the party thinned out. Paul Gamble was disappointed when he found out that Angela wouldn't be returning to the party for the rest of the night and he had to satisfy himself with grazing amongst the local women of Enderby. He was seen to have been rejected by four women before he found one that was drunk enough to let him fuck her.

Ray and Marie went up to the bedrooms, they walked in to the master bedroom to find Bill on top of Angela, they had been fucking for three hours solid but Bill still wasn't satisfied and wanted more. Ray and Angela had a short conversation while Bill was still pounding his cock into her cunt, Ray told Bill that he was taking Marie home. The house was empty but the back door was still open.

Then Ray and Marie popped into the second bedroom, Julie and Mark were taking part in the most energetic form of sex, the kind of thing that only very fit, very young men could keep up for more than a few seconds, Marie said, "Thanks for the tights Julie, thanks for the help with Willy as well and thanks for inviting me to your great party, Ray's going to drive me home, if Willy ever asks, Bill took me home, okay?"

Julie was gasping too much to answer; she just nodded her head and succumbed to her orgasmic spasms all over again.

Ray took Marie home and he waited outside while she checked that her husband was sleeping soundly. She invited Ray into the house and through to the living room. They fucked for almost three hours solid on the sofa, the dining table, in front of the fire, the window seat, the bottom of the stairs and the back garden. They were still fucking, Marie standing behind the sofa, bent over the back and taking Ray's cock from behind as Willy got up for work, Ray started his fifth climax as Willy walked through to the bathroom, Ray was still pumping his seed into Marie's cunt as Willy flushed the toilet and started down the stairs.

Ray had to dash out of the back door still naked and carrying his pyjamas, dressing in the field at the back of the house before he could walk around to King Street where he had parked the car, not in front of Marie and Willy's house but at the end of the street at the corner of the High Street.

Marie pretended to be sleeping on the sofa when Willy walked in the living room, Marie pretended to wake up and said in a sleepy voice, "I tried to come to bed but when I opened the bedroom door you started to wake up so I came down here and slept on the sofa."

Marie asked Willy if he'd like her to do his breakfast, they both went through to the kitchen, Marie did Willy coffee and toast and as he ate them, she knelt down on the floor in front of him, unzipped his fly and took his cock in her mouth, it took her less than two minutes to get her husband off and she drank his spunk down greedily, she sent him off to work a happy boy.

Ray returned to Enderby, he let himself into Bill and Julie's house through the back door, locked it and then went up and got into bed at the side of his wife, she and Bill were both sleeping wrapped in each other's arms. They slept together until seven o'clock when Angela had to get up so that she could go home and change before work. Angela worked in a shoe shop in the city centre so she often had to work on Saturdays.

Julie and Mark didn't surface until noon, they hadn't slept at all, they had fucked for close to fifteen hours solid, Julie was sore between her legs but exceedingly happy. Bill was cooking lunch in the kitchen; Julie wrapped her arms around his waist and kissed his back, "Did you have a good time darling?"

Bill put his 'tools' down and turned to face his wife, they kissed passionately, "I had a great time, bit weird when you came in the room while we were having oral sex, weirder still when Ray came in and had a casual conversation with Angela while I was fucking her but weirdest of all was waking up and finding Ray in bed with us this morning fast asleep."

Julie laughed, "I guess it was better that way than Ray taking her home after he'd dropped Marie off at home, at least you got to wake up with her this morning."

Bill looked at Mark standing in the doorway wearing just his pyjamas and a smile, Bill said, "You need a lift home Mark?"

Julie stepped in, "Do him some lunch first, he needs to build his strength up, he's going out with Carol tonight, she walked in on us last night and wanted some fun with Mark but he wouldn't because he'd already upset me by fucking Marie on the washing machine before I got to him."

Bill laughed at that, 'Way to go Mark, wish I was seventeen again, especially round here with all the frustrated women in these villages!' Ran through Bill's head, he'd only been in the party for an hour before taking Angela to bed but in that hour he'd been propositioned by four of the local women from Enderby but he wouldn't say that to Julie, their night of madness was supposed to be a one off rather than a regular occurrence.

After lunch Bill drove Mark to Huncote to his parent's house, Bill drove down Brook Street to drop Mark off at the back of the house and then had to sit there for fifteen minutes while Julie and Mark engaged in a lot of tongue wrestling in the back seat of his car, he watched the whole thing in the rear view mirror. Bill had assumed that he would have felt some twinge of jealousy seeing his wife smooching in the back seat of his car, even when Julie twisted her body round so that she could have one last taste of Mark's cock before she let him go, Bill was fine, happy even. Julie had given him a night of madness with her best friend and she had her own mad fling as well.

Julie slipped into the front passenger seat at Bill's side and she kissed her husband, the taste of Mark's cock still in her mouth as she French kissed him. Bill started to drive towards home and Julie was snuggling against his left arm as he drove, she looked up onto his eyes and said, "I know that I said last night would be one last fling before we have kids but I never dreamed it could be like that. When I saw you and Angela in bed together I thought it looked so wonderful, my husband and my best friend making love like that, I didn't feel jealous or threatened at all, it just looked so special to me. Don't go mad at me but can we do it again, just, you know, special occasions like your birthday, my birthday and Christmas. Not big parties next time though, just the people we want to fuck!"

Bill found himself happily agreeing with his wife, he had loved the whole thing as well. When they got home Bill and Julie slipped into bed, they fucked for fifteen minutes and then both went to sleep, it was dark when they woke up so they fucked again and then went out to dinner.

There wasn't the slightest hint of awkwardness when Bill and Julie met up with their friends socially, the only one that was a little strange was Willy Hewett but then he always was, they only put up with him because of Marie, she was linked to Bill and Julie because she worked with Angela and they were best friends at work as well as out of it.

Eight weeks after Julie's birthday party she was sent home from work because she had a bad case if influenza, she had to go and see her doctor because she was feeling so bad. Her doctor checked her over, no temperature and there was no blocked nose and her eyes looked okay. Apart from the feeling of sickness and stomach cramps Julie seemed in the peak of good health, "We'll need to run some tests, it could be Gastric flu or food poisoning, when was your last period?"

Julie got her diary out and flicked back through the weeks, she passed her birthday page, there were lots of coded entries that only Julie would understand but worryingly she hadn't seen the red asterisk, two more weeks back from her birthday and there it was, a red circle around a red asterisk on the first day of her last period and then two days with just a red asterisk to signify the three days of her period.

The doctor said, "Are you usually regular?"

"Usually!"

Julie flicked back four weeks and there were the three red marks, back four weeks and again the three red marks. Julie went back to the first week of the year, every four weeks there were the red marks, "Could you have forgotten to mark your last period in your diary?"

"No, this is my life; I mark every significant event in it."

"Well, it's easier to rule out pregnancy than gastric flue or food poisoning, just take this cup out to the toilet and try and fill it for me."

Julie filled the pot and returned it to the doctor, he dipped a test stick into the golden liquid, pulled it out and waited a few seconds, "Tell me Mrs. Black, are you and your husband trying for a baby at the moment?"

Julie was shocked, "Well, I stopped taking the birth control pill two months ago but I was told that it could take up to a year to fall pregnant because I'd taken the pill for twelve years."

"Well, congratulations, you are one of the lucky one percent that fall pregnant quickly after stopping. I'll book you into the anti-natal classes in Blaby, best get you started on them as soon as possible, the next clinic is actually tomorrow, that's lucky, here take this slip along with you."

Julie broke the news to Bill that she was pregnant, after her first scan she would have some idea of her due date and by simple calculus she'd be able to work back to the potential date that she fell pregnant. After the party her sex life with Bill had been the best it had been since their honeymoon, usually sparked off by some mention of her birthday party or meeting up with one of their friends who had been to the party.

Whatever the outcome Julie decided to say that she had fallen pregnant two weeks after her party and hope for a late birth!

Julie was walking up and down outside the main doctor's surgery in Blaby waiting for it to open and Marie Hewitt walked up to the doors, they were both there for the anti-natal clinic, they were both scanned and both given the same due date.

The thirty weeks passed quickly, Julie and Marie became best friends and even ended up going into hospital together, onto the same ward together and both went into the delivery suite at the same time.

After the births the proud fathers were walking up and down rocking their babies in their arms, their friends all filtered through the ward to meet Willy and Marie's son and Bill and Julie's daughter. Angela Weston was the only one to see something in the faces of the babies; she waited until Julie asked her for a little help to go to the bathroom.

Julie thought that it was unusual that Angela took her handbag with her when she was supposed to be helping her to prevent a fall but realised Angela had a method in her madness as she sat on the toilet and Angela handed her two photographs from her handbag. Julie looked at the pictures of a naked boy on one photograph and a naked girl on the other.

"Angela, why did you take pictures of Laura and Damien?"

Angela shook her head, "Not your Laura or Marie's Damien, those pictures are me and Mark just after we were born!"

Julie's face dropped and the terrible realisation dawned on her that Mark had been a bit of a cuckoo, dropping his eggs into her and Marie's nests, "Fucking hell Angie, don't show those pictures to Bill!"

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