The New Years Eve Party ©

By JSR 11/1/17

This story is an adult fantasy. 

The author in no way believes that any man, woman, or child should be violated or abused. This story is written as adult entertainment, and should be read by only those over 18 years old. 

This story may contain some or all of the following: Nudity, Voyeurism, Exhibitionism, MF, Mf, Fm, inc. Rape, Oral. Group sex, bg, bbg, BBg, Gbb, MMF, Mff, MFF. 

I, George, was between wives. My first wife had divorced me after 2 years, and one son. Since I was shy around women, I did not date much, and did not have very much contact with single ladies.

One of the men (Tom) I worked with, asked me if I wanted to go to his party this year. I had declined the last invitation, as I had just gotten through the divorce. This time I agreed, and he asked me if I could come for supper, and then help him and his wife (Betty) set things up. I agreed to do so.

At 6PM, I arrived at Tom and Betty’s home. Betty had a nice meal ready for us, and we had a pleasant meal. Afterward, Tom and I went to the basement to make sure that the pool table was level and ready for use. We found that one of the leveling feet was broken, so Tom went to the garage to get a new one, that he had, explaining that they broke now and then and he always had a spare.

They had a large basement. The pool room took up the far end and was wide enough that you would have plenty of room to use a pool cue, around the table. A hallway was in the center of the basement, and on one side of the hall way was a utility room, and the other side was empty except for several chairs around the edges. There were no doors on any of the rooms.

While Tom was looking for the replacement, Betty said, “I suppose that you will be spending most of the evening playing pool with the rest of the men.” I replied, “Mostly, I will just be watching, as I am not good at playing pool.”

“Do you dance?” she asked. I replied, “A little, but I am also not good at dancing, I have very bad timing.” “Maybe, you can spend some time in the dance room, with the ladies, as we get tired of only dancing with each other.” 

“If no one complains about me stepping of their feet, or not being in time with the music, I guess I could do some dancing.” I replied.

Once we had the pool table leveled to Tom’s satisfaction, we played a quick game and Tom said, “I see what you meant by not being good at pool. There will be enough people to play pool, so maybe you can dance with the wives. That would make them happy.” I replied, “They may complain about broken toes.”

Tom and I then hung a blanket over the door to the dance floor room. He explained that it would help keep the music from bothering the pool players, and the noise from the pool room from the dancers. It would also help keep the dance room darker, as that is what the ladies wanted.

We also set up the tape player, which would play continuously for several hours, negating the need to keep changing records. Each song had been set so there was about 30 seconds between the individual songs.

About 7:30, the rest of the guests started arriving, and by 8pm, the were all there. Not counting Tom and Betty, and myself, there were 5 couples. Tom told the guys that they would have two teams of three players for the pool table, and that I was going to dance with the ladies, to keep them out of the guys hair. Everyone seemed to like that idea, so I retired to the dance room with the ladies.  Everyone was told that the kitchen table had all the drinks, and mixes and that we should serve our selves.

Before I go any farther, let me say that the ladies were all dressed to kill. Every one of them had on a low cut blouse that showed everything except their nipples, and very short skirts. Most of them also had on at least 3in high heels.

 Once all the ladies and I were in the dance room, and the blanket pulled down to keep out the light, Betty started the tape recorder, and said, “Ladies, since I am the hostess, I get the first dance with George. After this first dance, I will then go shut off the circuit breaker for the lights in here and we will have a great atmosphere for dancing.”

I started dancing with Betty, like I had been taught in dance class years ago. She was not having any of that, and whispered, “I am not glass. Hold me close, like I was your lover.” I then pulled her to me and felt her nipples pushing through her blouse. She had on a bra that left her nipples above the fabric, and they were hard, like she was getting horny (and they felt very good against my shirt).  Just before the dance ended, she whispered to me, “Hold the other ladies just like you are holding me. Do not be shy, as they expect you to feel their nipples, and they want to feel your cock. And I might say that it feels really nice.” This was quite a shock for me to hear.

When the dance was over, she left to turn off the lights, and one of the other ladies grabbed my hand and said, “George, now it is my turn.” As the light went out, the dance started, and I held her as close to me as I could. Her nipples seemed to be very large from the feel of them through her blouse and my shirt. My cock was as hard as I had ever felt it.

Betty came back just before the song ended. She said, just loud enough that we could hear her, “Ladies, it is time.” The song ended and my partner stepped away from me. I could see the ladies doing something, but I was not sure just what.

The next thing I knew, was that the ladies surrounded me, and started undressing me. Once that started, I realized that they had all removed their blouses and bras. What I did not figure out until a short time later, was that they were all completely nude. 

The dancing began again, but this time my cock was between my partners legs, and sliding against her slit. It was all I could do not to cum right then. She then whispered to me, “I am going to turn around, and I want you to drive that cock into my pussy from behind. And YES, I want you to CUM inside of me.” Well I was no fool, a good fuck is always good, so I did just as she asked, and I delivered about 10 squirts of cum into her pussy. She then whispered, “You will find a trophy with your coat when you get ready to leave.”

The dancing began again, and once my partner felt me getting hard again, she also bent over and had me fuck her like a dog. She said, afterwards, “I left my card in your pants pocket, give me a call sometime.”

Every time I would recover, I fucked another one of them, and by the time it was 1130, I had fucked them all. I also played with their nipples and tits, while I was fucking them.

To help me recover, so that I could fuck the next one, I had my mouth full of a nipple, and someone paying with my balls. I have never been in this type of a situation before, and I would love to do it again.

Just before midnight, the ladies all got dressed (and me also), so that when the guys came in for their first kiss of the new year, everyone looked normal. At midnight the guys came in and kissed their ladies, and then the ladies started kissing everyone, including me.

When everyone started to leave, I stayed behind, as I had to let everyone move their cars for me to get out. Tom went outside to say goodbye, and Betty said to me, “I and all of the girls had a great time with you tonight. I hope it was good for you also. The single girls told me that they put their address and phone numbers in you jacket pocket, along with the souvenirs that we all gave you. Don’t look now, I do not want Tom to see what you have.”

Once all the other cars had left, I got into mine to leave. I rolled down the window to tell Tom and Betty that I had had an extraordinary good time. Betty putt her head in the window and kissed me and whispered, “Don’t be a stranger.” Tom shook my hand and said, “Gad you could make it. All the ladies said that they enjoyed dancing with you. Maybe you can make it again next year.”

When I got home, I had 6 pair of panties, two bra’s 2 cards with names, addresses and phone numbers, with the note saying, call me soon.

I ended up with one of them as my second wife, and we joined a swingers club.

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