The Birthday Party

  by RLM


Background:


  Cathy and Derick Rostron married a few years after each had
completed college.  Cathy was 24 at the time, Derick was 26. 
After 16 years of marriage, the Rostron's have two children,
Martha 15 and Larry 10.  Cathy is the executive secretary for a
large law firm with four younger secretaries reporting to her. 
Derick is computer programmer who holds a senior position with a
large electronics firm.

  Their very close friends, Jane and Ray Sheppard, live across
the street, two houses down the street.  Ray is an agent for a
large insurance corporation.  His wife, Jane, works as the chief
accountant for the same law firm that employs Cathy.  At 38 and
40, Jane and Ray are slightly younger than the Rostrons.  They
also have two children, both girls, ages 12 and 14.

  Both couples are conservative politically and sexually.  Ray
has had two brief liaisons with women working in his firm.  He
believes Jane to be totally faithful, but during an out-of-town
conference with a collaborating law firm, she spent a week in the
hotel room of a young lawyer with the other firm.  Derick has
been completely faithful during his 16 years of marriage to Cathy
and is totally convinced that his wife has been equally faithful.
 He is right in that conviction.

  In spite of the demands of their separate jobs, Cathy and
Derick have always managed to find time for family, friends, and
for each other.  Cathy is an excellent homemaker and mother. 
Both Martha and Larry are honor students active in several
extracurricular activities.  Derick is always home in the
evenings to assist the children should they need help or tutoring
with their school homework.  The family is active in civic
affairs.

  From his perspective, Cathy is close to being the perfect wife.
 Even at 41, she has maintained her voluptuous figure.  Although
her 36D breasts are not as firm as they were at 25, Derick still
considers them beautiful.  But as nice as her breasts are, he
thinks his wife's most attractive features are her beautiful face
and incredibly sexy legs and ass.  Every time they go out in
public, he always sees other men checking out his wife.

  In bed, his wife is an exciting bed partner.  Vocal,
aggressive, and passionate, Cathy has never had any problems
keeping her husband well satisfied.  Derick thinks their sex life
couldn't be better, and he is often amazed at his good fortune. 
Not many men have the opportunity to fuck such a gorgeous woman
as Cathy.

  So it is with the Rostrons and the Shepperds.  Or, more
accurately, that is the way it was until the birthday party.

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The Party:

  It began one Tuesday evening right after dinner.  Derick was
cleaning away the dinner dishes while Cathy rinsed them and put
them into the dishwasher.  As they worked, they were chatting
about various events at work.

  "Cindy Davis is all upset because she's turning 30 this coming
weekend.  To listen to her whine, you would think it was the end
of the world", Cathy commented.

  "She's one of the secretaries with the firm?" Derick asked.

  "Yeah.  She's been with us for four or five years now.  All the
other secretaries are planning a big surprise birthday party for
her this weekend.  Actually, it sounds pretty wild.  It ought to
perk her up a little."

  "What are they going to do?"

  "Well, Louise and Glenda are doing all the planning and Janice
is doing the leg work, so to speak.  As I understand it, the
Marriott Inn is having a special this weekend, two bedroom suites
for the price of an ordinary room.  They have reserved two
adjoining suites for Saturday night.  The girls are taking Cindy
out for a night of drinking, dancing, and partying."

  "No husbands invited?"

  "Right.  No husbands allowed.  A girls only, stagette, party."

  "That's sounds like a lot more fun than a birthday party with
cake and ice cream!  I bet they'll all have a great time.  But
what do they need the two suites for?"

  "I think the plans are to stay out drinking and partying until
the wee hours.  All of them will probably be falling down drunk
by that time and no one wants to go home to hubby and kids dead
drunk.  So after they've finished partying, the plans are to
crash at the Marriott Inn, sleep late Sunday morning, have a
birthday breakfast, get cleaned up and presentable, and then go
home to hubby and kids."

  "Wow!  That's really a great idea.  How come I never get to
have birthday parties like that?  Just the four secretaries
involved?"

  There was a pointed break in the conversation as Derick waited
for Cathy to answer his question.  He thought she must not have
heard him, so he repeated his question.  "Just the four
secretaries or do they plan to invite some other friends?"

  "They've invited two of Cindy's other friends."

  "So six of them.  I see why they need two suites.  Also with
six, it cuts the expense since they can split things five ways. 
And it will probably be even more fun with six.  Wish I could
go", Derick grinned.

  Once again there was a pronounced break in the conversation. 
Derick waited, but when there was no further response from Cathy,
he asked, "Is there something more about the party?"

  His wife shrugged.  "Yes, there is.  Jane Shepperd and I are
the two other women who've been invited to the party.  Of course,
I can't go, but was nice to be asked."

  "Why can't you go?  Do we have something else scheduled for
next Saturday night?"

  "No, but obviously I can't go.  I'm 41 years old.  Cindy is
only 30, and Louise, Glenda, and Janice are all 25 or younger. 
They aren't interested in having an old-lady chaperon along to
throw ice water on the festivities."

  "What the hell does it matter that you're 41.  Jane is 38 and
I'll bet she's going, isn't she?", Derick asked.

  "Yes.  Jane told me today that she was going to go.  She's told
Ray and he's fine with her going."

  "Well, I'm fine with you going too.  Why not?  Go!  Enjoy
yourself and your friends!"

  "I'm not comfortable spending the night in a hotel room away
from you", Cathy said.

  "First, there's nothing wrong with you spending the night with
your friends at the Marriott.  Secondly, if you don't want to
stay the night, you can always just come home."

  Cathy considered the suggestion for a bit and then said, "Ok. 
If you don't mind, I really would like to go.  But I definitely
will not be spending the night.  I'll be home around midnight or
a little later.  Are you sure you're ok with this?"

  "I'm fine.  Stop worrying about me.  I'm not worrying about
you.  In fact, I think your should go shopping and buy yourself a
new sexy outfit to wear."

  "I'm just going to help Cindy celebrate her birthday.  I don't
need something sexy to wear to do that."

  "Ok.  Fine.  But if you change your mind, go ahead", Derick
commented. -------------------------------------------

  After buying the women a gift the next day, Derick forgot all
about the party for the rest of the week.  Cathy did not mention
it again, so he was somewhat surprised when he saw his wife
coming out of their bedroom Saturday afternoon wearing an outfit
he had never previously seen.

  "Wow!  You look great!  What's the occasion?", Derick asked.

  "Have you already forgotten that tonight is the party I told
you about.  I thought we would have dinner around 6 PM.  That
will give me plenty of time to clean up the dishes and get to the
night club by 8 PM."

  "I'm sorry.  It did slip my mind.  Don't worry about the
dishes.  I'll take care of every thing.  Just have dinner and
then go enjoy yourself.  What night club?"

  "The party is starting at Carl's Club.  There is live music, a
dance floor, a game room."

  "And who do you girls expect to be dancing with?", Derick asked
with a sly grin.

  "Who knows.  There will probably be some men around.  Just make
certain that you're not among them.  That would be embarrassing
if you follow me."

  "I have no intention of spying on you.  You know I would never
do that.  Any other places on the party itinerary?"

  "Louise hinted that there were, but she didn't tell me any
more."

  Derick now looked more carefully at his wife's outfit.  Her
cocktail dress plunged in the back almost to her waist.  The
low-cut bodice exposed some of her ample cleavage.  Cathy's tits
were not only large, they were well separated on her chest so
that a deep, dark valley was visible between them.  The top of
the dress was held up by two small straps that tied behind her
neck. Although not a form-fitting sheathe, the dress showed the
swell of her ass and a lot of her legs as the hem was about 4
inches above her knees.

  "I thought you said you didn't need a sexy new outfit for the
party?"

  His wife's face turned red.  "It's not a sexy dress!  It's just
a new outfit that keeps me from looking as old as I am."

  "Hey!  Don't get mad.  I love it!  You really look nice,
particularly your legs.  Yum-yum...  Are you wearing hose or
pantyhose."

  Cathy blushed again, this time even more than before.  "I
didn't want to wear pantyhose and panties.  That just seemed so
"old" and I already feel out of place with these young women."

  "So what are you wearing?  Wait!  Don't tell me.  Pull your
dress up and let me see."

  "I will not pull up my dress so you can ogle me like a school
boy!", his wife stormed.

  "Oh come on.  You're going to a party and will have a lot of
fun while I stay home.  The least you can do is let me see my
beautiful wife's legs."

  "Well, if you're going to put it that I way, I guess I should."

  After looking around to see if any of the children were
present, Cathy pulled the dress up around her hips.  Derick's
mouth fell open when he saw that his wife was wearing a small
black garter belt with thigh-high stockings, and a small,
transparent pair of bikini panties that were over the garters. 
With the four-inch silver and black pumps on her feet, she looked
incredibly sexy.

  "I think you like what your see", Cathy teased.

  For an answer, Derick moved against his wife, kissed her, and
pressed his erection against her mound.

  "Uuummmm... you really do like it, don't you."

  "Let's go to the bedroom and fuck", Derick whispered in his
wife's ear.

  "No way!  You'll just have to keep that in your pants until I
get home later."

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  After dinner, Cathy checked her make up one more time, kissed
her husband on the cheek, and said, "See you later, Honey.  I'll
be home around midnight probably."

  "Ok.  Wait.  Just a minute.  I almost forgot the present I got
you and the other women."

  Derick went to the cabinet in the kitchen and took out a basket
containing three, freshly chilled bottles of French champagne. 
"These are for a few toasts when you get back to the hotel or
whenever you like.  Wish Cindy a happy birthday for me and also
many happy returns of the day."

  "You're one hell of a man, Derick Rostron", Cathy said, this
time kissing him on the mouth.  A moment later, the door closed
behind her.

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  Carl's Club was dimly lit.  The band was playing a combination
of fast and slow dance music.  Glenda had reserved a table for
eight even though there were only six in the party.  "Someone
might be joining us.  Who knows."  Everyone laughed including
Cathy.

  All six women were dressed seductively like Cathy.  Glenda and
Janice wore miniskirts that showed off almost all their thighs. 
However, their tops didn't show as much of their cleavage as
Cathy's did of hers.  Jane was wearing a form-fitting sheathe
that came to mid-thigh.  The neckline was high covering her
breasts completely, but the clinging material molded and outlined
both of her globes perfectly.  Louise and Cindy had elected to
wear sweaters with a V-neck and skirts that came to mid-thigh. 
Every woman was wearing either four or five-inch heels.  Louise
was about 25 pounds overweight, but she still looked voluptuous.

  Glenda had already ordered two bottles of wine for the table
and the waitress was busy bringing the women their second round
of drinks.  Less than 20 minutes had passed before the men began
appearing at their table, ostensibly to wish Cindy happy
birthday, but, in reality, to ask one of the women to dance.  One
by one, they were taken to the dance floor by men few, if any of
them, knew.

  Cathy was surprised when a young 30-ish male asked her if she
would like to dance.  She was also secretly pleased.

  "I'm the old lady of this group.  You ought to be asking them",
she replied.

  "I'm asking you", he said staring directly into her eyes and
smiling.

  A moment later she was in his arms moving about the dance
floor.  The song was slow and meant for close dancing, which is
exactly what Matt was doing with her.  He held tightly against
his body as he moved her about the floor, smoothly and
confidently.  He was an excellent dancer and made it very easy
for Cathy to follow his moves.

  Halfway into the dance, she became acutely aware of the
pressure on her breasts as they were thrust hard against Matt's
chest.  She was also equally aware of the thrust of his erection
against her mound.  She knew she should pull back, but it was
such a wicked, delightful sensation that she couldn't bring
herself to do it. Instead, she found herself rotating her hips
and sensuously sliding her mound over his erection.

  "How is it that six beautiful women like you are all here with
no men?" Matt asked.

  Cathy explained about the birthday party for Cindy. She also
told him about the two suites.  Matt nodded his understanding and
said, "Well, I'm sure there will be a lot of men around you
before the evening is over.  I just love the way your body feels
against me."

  "And I like yours too", Cathy heard herself say.  She was
having a hard time believing that she was really doing these
things.

  Matt took that as an invitation to go further.  Cathy felt his
hand moving lower on her buttocks.  It sent little shivers
through her body.  Then it went even lower... then lower still..
until his hand was cupping her ass cheek.  When he began to pull
her body harder against his rock hard erection, Cathy had to bite
her lip to suppress a moan.  When the song ended, she excused
herself and said she needed to get back to her friends.

  Back at the table, more drinks followed until Cathy lost track
of how many she had had.  Soon, she was back on the dance floor
with yet another man.  This one was in his late 20s.  He wasn't
as good a dancer as Matt, but his handsome, confident manner made
up for it.  During the second slow dance, Cathy again felt a hard
male cock grinding against her mound as her tits were crushed
against the man's chest.  This one felt even larger than Matt's,
and he was making certain that she knew just how big he was.

  "God.. you're gorgeous.  How big are your tits?", Bob asked
her.

  She was shocked to hear herself answering him.  "36D."

  "Thought so.  That dress you're wearing shows a lot of them. 
Would love to see the rest."  She felt the cock throb against her
belly.  She also felt her pussy throbbing in return.

  Around 10 PM, Louise announced it was time to move on to the
next place.  Glenda paid the bill with a credit card.  She had
been designated as the person would pay all bills and then send
out individual statements later to the other women for their
share of the expenses.

  The "next place" proved to be a club featuring male strippers.
The clientele was almost exclusively female.  Men were permitted
entry but they had to remain at the tables along the wall and
were forbidden to approach any of the women.  Glenda had come
equipped with a large supply of one dollar bills and passed them
out for the women to slip into the jocks of the dancers.  She
gave each woman $20.

  Thanks to Glenda having reserved a table right along the stage
and runway, they all had the best possible seats.  After a
waitress brought them more drinks, a young blonde adonis took the
stage.  At first, he was wearing a cowboy shirt, chaps, western
hat, cowboy boots.

  He danced erotically to the music making suggestive coital
thrusts of his hips right at Cindy, Jane, and Cathy who were next
to the runway.  Halfway through the first song, he removed his
shirt to reveal an incredible build.  With wide shoulders, a
narrow waist, and beautifully tanned skin, he looked like a Greek
god.  His biceps and pecs rippled and bulged as he moved about
the stage.

  He tossed his hat aside releasing his long blonde hair.  A
moment later, the chaps were gone.  When they fell to the floor,
Cathy and most of the other women near the runway gasped.  His
jock strap was packed, so packed that it was unable to contain
all of his fully erect, thick 8-inch cock.  Two inches had forced
its way out the top.

  A moment later, he was right in front of Cathy grinding his
hips at her, thrusting his cock at her face.  Unable to resist,
she took two bills and held them up.  The dancer moved closer to
her so she was able to pull back his jock strap and slip the
bills inside.  In the process, his entire penis surged up and
brushed against her hand.

  During the second song, the jock strap was removed and the
huge, ramrod dick was presented to each of the women along the
runway.  Cathy saw Jane reach out and cup the man's balls and
wrap her hand around his shaft.  She looked like she was dying to
suck him.  She stuffed some bills into his socks.

  Cathy could feel her pussy pulsing.  She knew her panties were
sodden with her excitement.  She also knew that the other five
women probably had equally wet pussies.

  Between strippers, the waitress brought more drinks.  Cathy
knew she was getting very drunk, but that was, after all, the
plan.  Just as a new dancer was taking the stage, she noticed
that the blonde adonis had joined them at their table.  He was
sitting between Jane and Cindy, but paying the most attention to
Jane.  He probably knew that she was on the verge of sucking him
when he was dancing.  With a shock, she saw his hand moving
underneath her friend's dress.

  The next dancer was black man who was even more powerfully
built than the blonde dancer.  Some of the women around her
called him Hal.  All Hal wore at the start was a loin cloth.  His
dancing was slower, but even more erotic, than that of the first
dancer.  Cathy couldn't wait to see his cock.  "My god", she
thought, "here I am, a 41-year old, faithful housewife, and I'm
wild to see this stud's cock!"

  During the second song, Hal moved to the edge of the stage and
invited Glenda to pull his jock strap down.  While the other
women were tossing bills onto the stage, Glenda pulled it down. 
When it cleared his cock, the huge organ fairly leaped into the
air, 9 full throbbing inches of thick manmeat.  He waved it in
front of Glenda's face.  As she stared, he ran the big head over
her left cheek and then over her right one.  Finally, he held it
an inch in front of her mouth.  She opened wide and moved forward
to suck him, but he backed away at the last moment.

  More drinks followed.  More wine.  And, of course, more
dancers, each with big hard, throbbing cocks.  After they danced,
a lot of the dancers joined the women at the table.  One
olive-skinned man was sitting beside Cathy chatting with her.  As
he chatted his hand moved over her thigh.  She knew she should
stop him, but her head was spinning from all the liquor and the
hand was so insistent and his cock was so big and so hard...

  "Take out your tits", Brent said.  "I want to see them."

  When Cathy hesitated, Jane said, "Oh for god sakes, Cathy. 
It's not like you're a virgin.  Show the big man your big tits,
Honey."

  All she had to do was push the straps off her shoulders and
pull the top down a little and both 36D tits popped right out. 
Her nipples were rock hard, like pencil erasers, erect and
protruding.  She felt Brent hefting her tits, cupping them,
squeezing them.  She moaned...then she gasped when she felt his
lips close over her nipple and suck it hard.

  Around 11:30 PM, a guy with a 10-inch dick was dancing.  She
had pulled her top back up but within five minutes another one of
the dancers, Max, had one or both of her tits out again.  She
didn't feel all that self-conscious, however, because the other
women also had their tits out.  The hand under her skirt was
dancing over her inner thighs trying to persuade her to spread
her legs.  Jane had already given in and had her legs open.  From
the way her hips were moving, Cathy was certain the man with her
was finger fucking her pussy.

  Max whispered in her ear, "Open your legs, Cathy.  Let me feel
that hot pussy."

  She shook her head.  Max kept one hand moving over her thighs
and the other over her naked tits.  He persisted, "Come on,
Honey.  You know you want to.  Open your thighs."  Still she
resisted, but still his hands kept caressing her, his voice
urging her to spread.  She knew he was right.  She did want to
open her legs for him.

  Cindy was watching Max working on Cathy.  She had never watched
a man playing with another woman like Max was doing, and she
found the sight incredibly erotic.  She wanted Cathy's legs open
almost as much as Max did.

  "Oh do it, Cathy.  Open your legs.  Let him feel you!", she
hissed, keeping her eyes glued to the Max's hands.

  She felt Max pressing his hand between her thighs.  "Oh fuck.",
she thought.  "I want to do it.  Cindy wants me to do it, and I
know Max is dying for me to do it.  It's not going to hurt
anything for me to let a guy feel my cunt."  She squeezed his
dick at the same time she spread her legs wide.  Max's cock
jerked under her hand, and her hips jerked as the fingers sought
out the opening to her pussy.

  A moment later, she was being finger fucked and the motions of
her hips matched those of Jane's.  Both women humped against the
hand working between their legs.  Jane came first, her eyes
clenching shut, her mouth opening in a wide "O", as she moaned in
the throes of her orgasm.  Cathy heard Cindy's voice:

  "She's about to cum, Max.  Do her harder.  Make her cum."

  Max knew exactly how make that happen.  Two fingers moved to
the pulsing shaft of her clitoris and began to work it.  "Do it
faster.  She's gonna cum", Cindy urged.  Max's fingers flew up
and down her throbbing sex bud.  Cathy shrieked and shuddered in
her orgasm as her fluids drenched Max's hand.
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  When midnight arrived, Louise suggested that we head back to
the hotel.  I was so shaky from the alcohol, one of the dancers
had to help me walk the six blocks to the hotel.  Before we had
covered half the distance, the guy had one hand under my dress
feeling my ass with the other around my waist cupping the
underside of one of my tits.

  Once inside their suites, Janice broke open the champagne
Derick had provided and everyone toasted Cindy's 30 birthday
several times.  Cathy felt very lightheaded, but she wasn't so
far gone that she failed to be aware that at least a half dozen
of the dancers had accompanied them back to their hotel.  She saw
Hal, the black dancer, her olive-skinned guy, Brent, and the
blonde adonis, Jim.  She also saw some of the men the women had
met at Carl's Club including Matt and Bob.

  Cindy soon became the center of attention of several of the
men.  They were taking turns giving her open-mouth "birthday
kisses".  During each kiss, Cindy's body was being explored. 
Finally, Jim asked her to strip for him.  When she refused, Jim
told her, "I stripped for you.  It's only fair that you do it for
me.  Come on.  Let's do it together."

  Someone turned the TV to a music station, and Jim began to
gyrate in front of Cindy.  The other women were all urging her to
dance, to strip... "Do it... do it... do it..", the chanted in
unison.  Finally, Cindy was on her feet gyrating her body a few
feet from Jim's.

  Jim's shirt hit the floor once more exposing his rippling
muscles.  Cindy's blouse followed, his tits almost totally
exposed by her small bra.  Jim slipped his pants off.  His small
briefs were stretched to the limit by his growing erection.  All
of us yelled, "Take it off... take it off... take it off."

  Down came Cindy's bra.  The nipples of her firm 34B tits looked
hard and erect.  She looked straight into Jim's eyes and cupped
them.  He licked his lips.

  My breath was becoming more and more labored.  My head was
spinning, but not so much that I was unaware of Max's hands once
more covering my breasts.  Just as Cindy's tits came into view,
so did mine.  With practiced ease, Max slipped my dress off my
shoulders and pulled it to my waist.  I realized that my nipples
were just as hard as Cindy's.

  All around me, the other women were being caressed and stroked.
 With each minute, their moans grew more frequent and louder. 
All of us had at least one man fondling our bodies; some had two.


  Looking at the dancing couple, I saw that Jim's cock was fully
exposed, hard, and erect.  It rubbed against Cindy's thighs as he
pulled her panties down her legs.  As Cindy's pussy came into
view, Max was getting his fingers into mine.  Once more, he was
urging me to spread my thighs.

  It was becoming increasingly obvious that if I and any of the
other women stayed, we were all going to be fucked.  The fleeting
thoughts of my husband were quickly washed away, however, as I
felt Max caressing my mound, my tits, my ass.  I was too hot to
stop.

  Max was finished asking me.  He was taking over.  "Cathy!  Open
your legs.  Your tits are out; you have my cock hard as stone. 
Open your legs."

  It wasn't a request, and I knew that I wanted my legs wide
open.  I spread them.  Max didn't let the opportunity escape.  He
opened me even wider and moved his hand onto the wet crotch of my
soaked panties.  He had the dress hiked high on my thighs as his
fingers traced up and down the slickened slit of my cunt.  I saw
Glenda watching his fingers working between my thighs.  Moments
later, she saw my panties being pulled aside and the fingers
entering my cunt.  My sex hole throbbed.

  We all watched as Jim speared Cindy's cunt with his hard cock.
She moaned as it sank into her depths.  After a few fuck strokes,
Jim put his hands under her ass and lifted her body.  She circled
her legs around his hips and held on tightly as he bounced her up
and down on his rigid prick.  He was still fucking her like when
they moved into one of the bedrooms.

  Max pulled me to my feet and led me into the other suite.  He
made short work of my dress, unzipping it and letting it fall to
the floor.  A moment later, my panties followed leaving me
standing in only my garter belt, hose, and heels.

  "Wow.  You look incredibly hot, Cathy.  I love women who wear
garter belts and hose.  Your legs are even sexier than your big
tits."

  All I could think about was that I was about to cheat on my
husband for the first time in 16 years.  It wouldn't have made
any difference if Derick had walked into the room right then.  I
had to have that big hard dick in me.  And Max fully intended to
put it in me.  He put me on the bed on my back, and I raised my
legs and bent my knees to get in position for him.

  I was waiting for Max to mount me, when he moved his head
between my thighs.  His fingers spread the lips of pussy open. 
Then they stripped back the protective hood of my clitoris to
completely expose it.  It throbbed in anticipation.  His tongue
slid up the length of my slit.  I convulsed in a hard spasm, my
belly muscles knotting.  It reached my clit, and I screamed in
helpless passion.  Then he sucked it into his mouth and began
lashing it with his tongue.

  The sensation was so intense, I tried pull away.  Max held me
in place easily and used my hot sex organs for his pleasure.  Two
fingers began sliding in and out of my vagina while his lips
worked up and down and over my clitoris.  I held onto his head
and came in hard, wrenching contractions, screaming and gasping,
juices spurting over his face.

  "OOHHHHHHH GAWD... FUCKKKKKKKK MEEEEEEEEEEEE...PLEASE....FUCK
MEEEEEEEEEEEEE!",  I heard myself begging.

Max mounted me, wedged his body between my spread thighs, and
aligned his prick so he could fuck me.  His eyes locked on mine;
his hips snapped forward sinking four inches of cock into my
pussy.  I heard myself gasp as I felt it stretching me open. 
Holding my ass, Max worked another two inches of dick into me.  I
groaned as he pulled it all the way out.  He looked between my
thighs at the pulsing opening of my vagina, leaned forward, and
whispered,

  "Ready?"

  "Oh god YES!  PUT IT IN ME!"

  His next thrust buried the entire eight inches of cock into my
throbbing hole.  Locking my legs around his thighs and my arms
around his back, I held on tightly as he began to fuck me.  It
was glorious!  The friction of his huge cock on my clit was
fantastic.  I could feel every ridge of his shaft as it pistoned
in and out of my cunt.  My first orgasm rippled through my body
in less than a minute.

----------------------------------

  It was almost 1 AM and Derick was getting worried.  Cathy
wasn't back yet and she had definitely assured him that she would
return around midnight.  He wondered if everything were ok. 
Finally, he decided to call his wife's cell phone.  Her phone
rang in the hotel suite just as Max's cock entered Cathy's cunt.
Of course, he didn't hear her wailing in hot passion as it sank
into her.

  After ringing a few times, he was relieved to hear a woman's
voice answer.  "Hi, Cathy.  This is Derick.  Just calling to see
if everything is ok.  You said you would be home at midnight and
its almost 1 AM."

  "Derick, this is Jane.  I heard her cell ringing, figured it
was you so I answered it.  Every thing is fine.  No problems, but
Cathy has had too much to drink.  She's asleep now."

  Jane moved further away from the bedroom so Derick wouldn't
hear his wife grunting every time the cock drove to the bottom of
her cunt and hit her cervix.

  "Don't worry.  She'll be home tomorrow around noon or so.  Give
her time to recover.  Ok?  She really doesn't want you to see her
dead drunk."

  "Ok.  That's fine.  No problem.  I just wanted to be sure that
she was ok.  I'll see her tomorrow.  Have fun.  Is there anything
you need?"

  "No.  I think we have every thing we need.  See ya."

  After she had hung up, Jane heard Cathy begging Max to fuck her
harder, and then she screamed that she was cumming.  Jane looked
into the bedroom again and saw Cathy holding her legs up and back
with her knees almost against her heaving tits.  Max was ramming
his cock straight down into the her upturned cunt as her friend
grunted and moaned in hot passion.  "She's certainly getting
every thing she needs", Jane thought with a smile. 
-----------------------------------

  Max had his hands beneath her ass while he fucked his 8-inch
cock into Cathy's dilated pussy.  He loved the way she groaned
every time he sank into her cunt.  Even more, he loved the way
her pussy milked him when she came.  On his next stroke, he
pushed a finger into her rectum and felt her body convulse in
another climax.

  "I'm gonna pump you full of hot cum, Honey", he said as he
delivered another hard thrust into her hot depths.

  "OH YES.  Cum in me.  Shoot me full, Max.  Give it to me!"

  Cathy felt his strokes quicken and become more forceful.  His
body went rigid on top of hers; he drove his organ as deeply into
her cunt as he could, held it there.  She wrapped her long legs
around his hips, locked her ankles, and groaned, "YES!  NOW!  CUM
IN ME, STUD!"

  Max's sex gun fired a huge volley of semen deep inside her sex
chamber.  The woman under him moaned loudly as he pumped in
another load.  She continued to groan every time his cock
contracted and shot in her.

  Cathy drifted off to sleep only to be awakened 30 minutes later
by Hal as he pressed his big erect cock against her hip.  His
hands squeezed both of her tits while his mouth suctioned both
nipples.  She felt one hand leaving her breast and moving
downward over her garter belt to the V of her legs where he
lightly caressed her mound and her clitoris.

  "Mmmmmmmm... fuck me, Baby.  Fuck me with that big hard black
stick", Cathy whispered in his ear.

  Jane and another man were making out on the couch off to one
side of the bed.  They paused and watched as the large black stud
moved over Cathy and prepared to fuck her.  Her cum-slickened
vagina offered a minimum of resistance to the hard black shaft. 
The big head stretched her pussy open and entered.  Jane felt her
own cunt throb as she watched the black cock disappearing inside
her friend's sex hole.

  After a few thrusts, Hal had his prick buried inside Cathy. He
began to screw her with slow, powerful thrusts that thudded into
the bottom of her channel.  Jane's body gyrated on the shaft
embedded inside her pussy as she watched Hal giving it to Cathy.
"God..what a cock.. I hope he screws me with it later", she
thought.

  Cathy felt the black stud holding her hips steady while he
entered her cunt.  The first thrust buried 4 inches of thick cock
inside her pussy.  Intense spasms erupted throughout the length
of her vagina.  Her clit danced and throbbed as another orgasm
surged through her loins and into her belly.

  Two thrusts later, the entire cock was in her, fucking her,
hard.  Electric shocks surged through her every time the big
phallus rammed against her cervix.  The friction on her clitoris
was intense.  She came again, the spasms causing the muscles in
her belly to ripple with pleasure.

  "OOOO... god... oooohhhhh .... SOOOO DAMN GOOD... AAHHHHHHH..."

  Hal drove his cock into her again and again, stretched her
vagina into a huge hole.  She arched her back and locked her legs
about her stud's butt, pulling him into her cunt as far as
possible.  His pace picked up.  The harder he screwed her, the
louder she screamed.  Her toes curled upward as she climaxed
again.

  "I'm gonna cum in your cunt, you sexy Bitch!", Hal announced

  "Ohhhhh...yesssss....cum in meeeee...MAKE ME CUMMMM...SHOOT IN
MEEEEEEEEEEE", Cathy babbled.

  She exploded in another orgasm when the load shot into her
cunt.  ------------------------------

  Cathy got almost no sleep the entire night.  One after the
other, the men climbed into the bed and begin fucking her.  Her
belly, legs, thighs, pussy, and ass were awash with her juices
and the many loads of semen that had been previously pumped into
her.  So, even the men with large cocks had no problems entering
her fully on the first thrust.  She came repeatedly with everyone
of them.

  Since there were only four beds for the six women, two of the
beds were usually doubly occupied.  Which two varied throughout
the evening.  At one point, Jane and Cathy were together.  Both
were riding big male cocks, their asses thrusting up and down on
the hard shafts.  They smiled and Cathy said, "I think my guy has
a bigger cock than your guy."

  "Maybe.  Not sure", Jane gasped as she nearly her climax. 
"Lift your ass and let me see how big he is."

  Cathy raised up until just the head of the cock was still
lodged inside her vagina.  "I think you're right.  He's really
long, but I think the guy in me is thicker."

  "Raise up.  Let me see."

  Jane was humping faster.  "Wait a moment.. I'm about to cum."
---------------

  At 5 AM, Cathy finally lapsed into sleep from sheer exhaustion.
 ---------------

  At 10 AM, she awoke with Matt between her legs licking her
clitoris.  She couldn't believe how marvelous it felt.  Grabbing
his head, she pressed it hard against her upthrust cunt.

  "OOhhhh that's just wonderful...please..please..don't stop.. 
make me cummmmmm", she begged.

  Matt granted her wish.  When her first orgasm exploded causing
her vagina and clitoris to contract in hard spasms, he kept his
tongue moving over her pulsing clit.  Two minutes later, she was
screaming in a second orgasm.

  Her body was still convulsing with one sexual tremor after
another when he mounted her.  His chest pressed against her
heaving tits, his mouth crushed against hers, tongues caressing.

  "I want to fuck you.  Would you like for me to fuck you?"

  "MMmmmmmm...please.."

  "Please what?"

  "Fuck me.  Fuck me with that big hard cock."

  "You know where it is.  Put it in."

  Reaching between their bodies, Cathy grasped the steel-hard
organ and pressed the head into the soaked opening to her cunt.

  "FUCK ME!"

  He pushed it slowly into the groaning woman.  She bucked her
hips upward to receive it.  In...in...in...in..  it went until
all 7 inches was inside her.  With a grinding motion, Matt began
to screw his cock in and out of her throbbing hole.  Cathy
hunched and moaned as she took his shaft again and again.

  "You're gonna make me cummmmmmmmm", she whispered in his ear.

  He hit into her harder.  Cathy screamed.  Her cunt contracted
hard as the climax surged through her.  It  contracted in similar
fashion three more times before Matt pumped yet another load of
hot semen into her married pussy.

----------------------------

  At noon, she staggered into the bathroom to bathe and to try to
make herself presentable before going home.  The water was still
running in the tub when Jim walked in.

  "Hi.  Cindy, Glenda, and Janice kept me pretty busy last night,
but I did look for you.  Every time I found you, you were busy
with someone else.  But now I've found you and you're free."

  Cathy shook her head.  "I'm too tired and I need to bathe. 
Have to go home."

  Jim ignored her.  "Bend over and put your hands on the edge of
the tub."

  "I'm too tired", Cathy protested.

  "And I'm hard and you were teasing me all night.  Now bend over
so I can fuck you."

  She was too exhausted to fight or protest when he pushed her
head toward the edge of the tub.  She bent over but was too weak
to support herself with her hands on the tub.

  "I can't.  I'm just too exhausted.  I'll bend over the sink."

  Cathy lowered her upper body onto the cabinet beside the sink,
arched her hips to elevate her cunt and waited.

  "Move your feet wider apart.  Spread wider so I can get into
you", Jim ordered.

  Cathy moved her feet another two feet apart, reached back, and
spread herself with her hands.

  "Lady, you have a gorgeous cunt.  The way the lips are fluted,
it just seems to be inviting a man inside."

  Cathy hissed with pleasure when Jim accepted her cunt's
invitation and stretched her channel open with almost 9 inches of
manmeat.  He pulled 7 inches of it out causing her to moan and
then gasp as she was filled again.

  Jim fucked her for almost 10 minutes.  As tired as she was, she
still had an intense orgasm just before he emptied his load into
her.

  When he left, she locked the door so that she might bathe and
clean up without another randy stud coming in to fuck her.
---------------------------------

The Aftermath:

  Author's Note:  It is clear that the party will produce
profound changes in Cathy and Derick's life.  What is not
certain, however, is the nature of those changes.  There are
numerous possibilities.  Some readers would prefer future events
to follow one path; others would prefer something very different.
 As the story is fantasy, there is essentially no limit on the
possible pathways of future events.  I have written two to allow
each reader a  choice.  Pick the one you prefer, or pick both, if
you wish.  The options are:

Aftermath 1:  The New Slut

Aftermath 2:  Sharing a Hotwife


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