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This story is true or at least very close to true. It happened a long
time ago in the city of Chicago. Names are changed to protect the
innocent. It deals with mature and sexually explicit material so if you
are underage or easily offended turn back now. This is part 2 of 3.
The date for the July party at the Johnson's was rapidly approaching.
Much had changed since the June party and much was still the same. Julie
would get instantly hot at the mere reminder of what it had been like to
watch another couple fucking. She admitted that seeing other men's cocks
had really gotten her excited. She even admitted that it had been very
exciting to watch Barbara give Bob a blow job and that yes, Barbara did
look like she enjoyed the whole thing, even at the end when she
swallowed Bob's cum. But no, she was still not ready to try something
like that.
I guess I should mention that Julie had a very innocent past. I was her
first and only lover. Her high point in highs school had been letting
her prom date feel her up. Poor bastard never even got inside her bra.
College was more of the same for Julie. She made out with several
different guys but only one made it to her bare tits and no one ever
touched her pussy. I dated her two years before we got married and the
first time I saw or touched her pussy was on our honeymoon. even after
three years of marriage we were still mostly a missionary position with
the lights out kind of couple. I always pushed for more, but I wasn't
entirely uncomfortable with the situation.
If she wasn't ready for oral sex, there were other changes in Julie. For
starters she almost never wore panties when we went out. At first I
hadn't noticed. Then, one evening, she was sliding out of a cab when her
skirt caught on something. It hiked up revealing her bare pussy. I
commented on it and all she would say was it was my idea and at least no
one was looking at her panties. After that I was always flipping her
skirt up and grabbing her bare ass. Once, we were both drunk and taking
a cab home and I spent most of the ride fingering her. I'm sure the
cabbie saw, but he never said a word.
Also, once Julie had to make a little confession of indiscretion. There
had been a big party at her agency and everyone was pretty wasted. She
caught a ride home in an over packed car. She was in the back seat, on
the lap of some guy she barely knew. She said she dozed off in the car.
When she woke the guy was playing with her tit. He was pinching her
nipple through her blouse and bra. Being very drunk and tired it took
her a while to realize what was going on. She sat there for a minute
enjoying the sensation before she realized who was fondling her. She
pushed his hand away. It was a long ride home with others being dropped off.
She dozed again. This time when she woke she found that she and her seat
cushion were the last two left in the back seat. His hand had returned
to her breast, only this time her blouse was unbuttoned and his hand had
reached in and was fondling her under her bra. As consciousness returned
she realized she was almost home. Without making a scene she removed his
hand and buttoned her blouse. She was just finishing as the car pulled
up in front of our home. She opened the door and slid out. Her seat
cushion grabbed her hand and pulled her back into the car, He leaned
forward and kissed her full on the lips. She was so surprised she said
that she didn't resist and in fact she even let him force his tongue
into her mouth. While they kissed he brought her hand, the one he had
grabbed, to rest on his cock. She said it was very large and very hard
and she even admitted squeezing it before breaking the kiss and heading
for the door.
Inside she was a wreck. She felt very guilty for what she had allowed
this almost stranger to do to her. We had great sex that night and for
the next few days. Her guilt was so great that she even allowed me to
put my cock all over her face, but still not in her mouth. Julie
wrestled with her demon - on one side was the perpetual good girl while
on the other was the wildness of youth that had never found a way to
express itself and now wanted out.
July finally arrived and with it the party. It was a great evening.
Attendance was higher than usual and as near as I could tell even close
neighbors had brought sleeping bags and bed rolls. Freed from
responsibility for getting home, drinking was more prevalent than usual.
As the evening progressed the crowded upstairs became a sea of bodies.
All bumping together in the pale dim light. Julie is more the dancer
than I so she was rarely off the dance floor. I staid on the sidelines
talking to friends and making new acquaintances. From time to time I
would catch site of Julie out on the dance floor.
Her dancing seemed to move her through a variety of groups and partners.
Once I saw her dancing pressed between two guys I didn't know. Latter I
saw her wiggling and writhing as part of a tightly packed group of
girls. She seemed to be having fun and there was nothing really
inappropriate happening on the dance floor. I went downstairs to the
quieter conversation area. An hour later when I returned upstairs the
music had gotten softer and the lights lower. Julie was dancing with one
of the two guys I had seen her with earlier. It was a slow number. He
held her very close. Her head rested on his shoulder and his hands
rested on her ass. They rocked slowly to the music while his hands
gently squeezed her ass. I watched them continue their embrace through
two full numbers. As the second ended, I called out to Julie.
She seemed a little flustered as she quickly stepped back and
straightened herself. She introduced me to Rob. I realized latter she
had just introduced me by name, not as her husband. I asked her to
dance. Rob did not look pleased as I moved off with her. I positioned us
so that Julie's back was turned toward him. This gave me a clear view
over Julie's shoulder. I continued where Rob had left off, with my hands
slowly kneading her ass. I could tell Julie was quite drunk from the way
she melted into my arms. "Your ass feels great." I whispered into her
ear. "I see why Rob is so fond of grabbing it."
"Please don't be mad." She whispered back. "It's just the way people
dance these days." I didn't say a word, I just removed my right hand and
slipped it into the space between us. It was an awkward position with my
arm bent double. My hand found her breast and gently squeezed it. I
played with her nipple through most of the song. As it ended, I gave her
full kiss on the lips. We sat out the next song talking quietly while
Rob stared at us. Finally I excused my self to hit the head.
There was a line and when I returned Julie was not where I had left her.
I looked around and spotted her and Rob back on the dance floor. Rob's
hands were back on her ass. I decided it was Ok and headed downstairs
again. I grabbed a drink and a few munchies and then got sucked into a
heated political debate. An hour latter I headed back upstairs. It was
almost two, time to make camp. As my eyes adjusted to the dim light
upstairs I spied Julie and Rob still locked together out on the dance
floor. It was had to see clearly, but it looked like he was nibbling on
her ear as they danced. One hand was still on her ass, but I realized
the second was pinned between their bodies. I was sure he was playing
with her tits. Julie's wild side seemed to be emerging and I was not at
all sure I was comfortable with the change.
The music ended, a gong chimed and our host announced this was the last
dance. I tried to get over to Julie, but was cut off by the surging
crowd. Almost everyone wanted to dance the last dance. Since I couldn't
get to Julie, I instead went and found our sleeping bags. Things were
more crowded than last month, and I wanted to make sure we got a decent
spot. The song ended and I immediately claimed a spot in the same
location as last month. I left the bags spread out on the floor and went
to find Julie. She and Rob were talking quietly by the back of the room.
I walked up to her, ignoring Rob. "Come on." I said. "I've got our stuff
spread out over by the front windows. She took my offered hand and we
walked off without a word.
The line by the bathrooms was long, so we changed in our bag, and
settled in. While Julie was changing I went and got us nightcaps just
before the bar closed. When I returned Julie was sitting up, with her
legs in the bag. I handed her her drink and sat down next to her. We sat
there sipping our drinks as the room quieted down. We finished our
drinks and slid down into the bag. There were more people than last
time. Our nearest neighbors were all strangers, and closer than last
month. Julie and I started to kiss. My hand found her breast and as I
started to pinch her nipple I was interrupted by her announcement that
she had to go pee. I watched her thread her way through the room, often
stopping to exchange words with friends and acquaintances. As I watched
her talking to two guys we vaguely knew, a thought suddenly struck me.
I wonder if she is wearing panties I asked myself. From the way the guys
were staring up at her I began to thing she wasn't. "Why that little
slut." I said to myself. "First she lets guys fondle her ass and tits,
then she shows off her naked cunt. I wonder what else the little slut
does." As I was saying this to myself I realized I had developed a
raging hard-on. Apparently I liked this Julie the slut.
On her way back from the bathroom I saw her stop to talk to Rob. He was
lying on top of his sleeping bag. She stopped so she was standing right
next to his head. She had to know he was looking up under her
nightshirt. Finally Rob rolled over and slid into his bag. A minute
latter Julie bent down. She went through the motions of tucking him in.
She bent forward and kissed him full on the mouth. Suddenly she jumped
up. I couldn't be certain, but it looked like the creep had put his hand
up her skirt. She walked quickly back to our bag and arrived just as Gil
was starting the first ghost story.
We settled into the spoon position inside our bag. My hand was draped
across her and I quickly moved to cup her breast. As my hand closed
around her breast she wiggled her ass against my cock. We lay there
listening to Gil. We were facing a couple who were spooned and facing
us. They were laying on top of their bag, probably to avoid the heat.
The couple was a perfect mirror to our position. As we watched he cupped
his hands around her breast. I played with Julie's nipple as we watched
this stranger do the same to his girl. After awhile his hand drifted
down to her thigh. I did the same, moving my hand up and down Julie's
thigh in a perfect reflection of this other couple. His hand slid higher
pushing up the hem of her sleep shirt as his hand moved to rest covering
her mons. Again I mirrored his action. As I suspected, Julie was without
panties. She moaned softly as my hand came to rest amid the soft hair of
her bush.
We watched as our mirror companion began to slowly explore his partners
crotch. As his hand moved around we learned that she, like Julie was
without panties. As we watched he forced a finger up between her legs.
With a sigh, she raised her upper leg and we were treated to the sight
of her open cunt.
I pressed a finger between Julie's thighs and with a moan her leg
shifted. Mirroring the actions of our friend I began slowly fingering
Julie. "Look at that." I whispered to Julie. She doesn't care who sees
her cunt."
"Yes, but you can't see her panties." Julie replied. "it's very warm
inside this bag." I felt Julie shift and then the zrrrrr of a zipper
moving in the dark. To the accompaniment of a rush of cool air Julie
quietly folded the bag off of us. We lay there spooned, her top leg was
draped back across my leg to leaver her cunt open and inviting. My hand
was now buried in her cunt, two fingers plunged deep into her. We faced
a mirror in the other couple. Their actions matched ours exactly. We
watched as this stranger continued to finger fuck his lady. They watched
as I continued to finger fuck Julie. As we watched this other young
woman lifted her leg and her partner entered her with his cock from
behind. She was bent forward at the waist and we had a perfect view of
her partners cock sliding in and out of her cunt. Julie lifted her leg
and bent forward. This other couple had a perfect view of my cock
sliding into Julie's cunt.
They increased their pace and we did likewise. This stranger slid in and
out of his partner in perfect time to my pounding Julie. The four of us
climaxed together. The women whimpering and pressing back against their
mates; the men ridged, bowed out and forced deep into their partner.
We lay there, two couples staring at each other in the dim light. Gil's
story droned on in the background. My mirror image's cock grew soft and
slid from his partner. Mine grew soft and slid from Julie. As we watched
the girl reached her hand between her legs and scooped up some of the
cum that was oozing from her cunt. Unexpectedly she leaned forward while
holding out her hand. It was
clearly an offering to Julie. Julie had no idea what to do. The girl
withdrew her hand and moved it to her own mouth and sucked her fingers
clean. Again she reached between her legs and scooped some of the oozing
cum. Again her hand was offered to Julie. Julie was frozen in place. I
gently pushed on her shoulder. Her head moved slowly forward until her
lips found the offered hand. To my shock Julie opened her mouth and
sucked the offered fingers into her mouth.
The girl now pointed at Julie's cunt. Julie was frozen, immobile. The
girl reached forward again. She reached down and in one slow move she
gently scooped some of my cum from Julie's cunt. She then licked her own
fingers clean of my cum. She smiled and reached out again. Again her
fingers ran along Julie's cunt and emerged covered in my cum. This time
she moved her hand to Julie's face. Without a word Julie licked the
offered fingers clean. Now the guy leaned across his woman and scooped
more cum from Julie. His was no mere surface scrape. He plunged fingers
deep into her oozing cunt to retrieve their load. His woman greedily
cleaned his hand. Now he reached out and took Julie's hand. He guided it
to his girlfriends glistening snatched. With his help Julie retrieved
his cum from deep within his girlfriend's cunt. On her own, Julie licked
this strangers cum from her own fingers.
I reached across Julie and plunged my fingers up this strangers cunt.
They emerged glistening with cum. I held my hand between Julie and this
strange woman. Both leaned forward had together they licked my hand
clean. When they finished the woman smiled at Julie. Thank you she
mouthed and gently kissed Julie's lips.
The woman pulled back, turned over and in a moment she and her partner
were locked in love's embrace. Julie lay there for a minute and then
announced that she had to go pee. I watched her walk across the room. On
her way back she stopped next to Rob. They exchanged a few words as he
stared up into her freshly fucked pussy. Maybe in the low light he
couldn't really see it. Then she knelt down and kissed him. It was a
long hot kiss and this time I'm certain he had a hand on her thigh. She
came back to our bag and in a moment we were fast asleep.
The morning drill was even worse than the prior month. Too many people,
too much noise. We made our separate ways through the bathroom lines. I
then dressed and packed up our stuff before meeting Julie downstairs for
coffee. She had not bothered to dress, but like many others was
wandering around in her sleep shirt. Considering how much she had drunk
she was in good shape.
She kissed me warmly as she brought me my cup. We chatted for a while
sipping our coffee. The neighboring couple from last night came by and
introduced themselves, Jim and Cheryl. They gave us a card with their
phone number and told us to call if we ever wanted to get together for
further adventures. As they departed Julie announced she wanted to make
a pit stop and then go home. I watched her head up stairs to the bathrooms.
When 15 minutes passed and she hadn't returned I was getting concerned.
I didn't think there were many people left upstairs so I couldn't
imagine there was a line. Then it struck me like a lightening bolt. Rob
had been sleeping upstairs when I came down and as far as I knew he was
still up stairs. I started up stairs at a double pace. As I neared the
top I slowed myself down. I stopped just before the upstairs room became
visible.
No one else was on the stairs. I slowly advanced a step and peeked into
the room. There was Julie, standing talking to Rob. He was still lying
on the floor. I was sure Julie was without panties, so she
must know he was staring at her naked pussy. He was lying on top of his
bag in just a pair of nylon shorts. I could just barely hear them talking.
She told him she had to go. She knelt down and kissed him. It was a
long, deep kiss. He held her tightly with one hand while the other
seemed to be exploring. I watched in shocked surprise as her hand
reached out and grabbed his cock through the nylon shorts. She started
pumping him then stopped. One handed she pulled his shorts down freeing
his cock. She grabbed him and started pumping. They were still kissing
as she continued to work his cock with her hand. I couldn't see where
his hand was working, but I am almost certain he was finger fucking her.
Suddenly his body stiffened and bowed up. Cum started shooting from his
cock.
His cock was like a hose spurting cum in a high arc. Julie released her
hold as he stopped his flow. There kiss was broken now and she was just
kneeling next to him. She slowly dragged a finger through the puddle of
cum that had formed on his stomach. I couldn't believe it. She was
bringing her cum covered finger to her mouth and sucking on it.
"See you in August." I heard her tell him as she started to stand up. I
turned and fled down the stairs. A minute latter Julie found me sitting
where she had left me on a sofa. I stood, picked up our sleeping bags
and without exchanging a word we walked out of the house. We found our
car and climbed in. Twenty minutes latter we were home. I still had no
idea what I was going to do about this new side of Julie. It was very
exciting to watch, but there was a side of me that really didn't want
her touching other people. Also, what was all this cum tasting she was
doing. A week ago she thought it was gross o have cum anywhere but in
her pussy, now she had tasted cum from three different men. It dawned on
me that last night she had licked Jim's cum off of Cheryl's fingers
before she had tasted mine.
We had not said a word since leaving the Johnson's and now we were
standing in our own foyer. There was a tension in that air that neither
of us really wanted to address. I think that giving Rob a hand job had
left her both horny and guilty. Without a word, I reached over and
grabbed the hem of her nightshirt. I lifted it up, pulling the shirt
over her head. She was standing there naked, except for a pair of
sandals. I placed both hands on her shoulders and pushed down. She
resisted for a minute and then slowly sank to her knees. I unbuckled my
pants and pushed them and my underwear to the floor. My cock was waving
skyward 6 inches from her face. I placed a hand on her head and pulled
her toward me. She knew what I wanted and she did not resist. Her hand
reached out and guided my cock into her mouth. Now that she had me in
her mouth she wasn't sure exactly what to do.
Fortunately she had good instincts and they took over. Her tongue began
exploring the head of my cock while her lips drew in tight against the
shaft. She moved her head back until only the head was in her mouth. She
moved forward taking in as much of my cock as she could. In and out she
repeated, her tongue constantly exploring the various dimensions of my
cock. At the end of her downward cycle my grip on her head tightened and
I flexed forward. Slowly the last two inches of cock pushed into her
mouth forcing the head into the entrance of her throat. She hummed
approval and returned to her up and down bobbing. Each long stroke was
now taking me completely into her mouth. Her speed intensified as her
hand moved to gently cup and squeeze my balls. I wanted to hold back
forever, but it was too much. With her lips at the very base of my cock
I exploded. It may have been the biggest orgasm of my life. My cum
spurted out of me like a reborn fire hose. My hand had locked on the
back of her head. I needn't have bothered. She made no attempt to withdraw.
She gulped my cum hungrily until it became too much for her. The excess
dribbled from the corners of her mouth as she greedily sucked down as
much as she could. She continued to suck on me even when I had stopped
spurting. Slowly her sucking changed to licking as she cleaned up my now
shrunken member. She stood up and walked into the bedroom. I followed a
minute latter. She was already under the blanket, asleep. I crawled into
bed next to her. I wrapped her in my arms and quickly joined her in sleep.
End of part 2