0 comments/ 64172 views/ 5 favorites The Best Party By: English Bob It was the Mount Everest of parties; The Rolls Royce of gatherings; the Saville Row suite of bashes; the sort of "do" that Harrods would organise. It had been, in short, one hell of a party! As our hosts Jane and Lenny eventually called their goodbyes and showed the final guests, groggy and tired, out into the early morning sunshine, my wife Linda and I collapsed with a satisfied sigh back onto the lounge sofa. I glanced at my watch: 4:35am and gave Linda a perfunctory kiss on the top of her head. "Well, that seemed to go rather well, I thought." Said Lenny as he and his own wife walked back into the lounge. Both Linda and I smiled back our agreement from the sofa. We had met Lenny and his attractive wife Jane whilst on holiday last year and had kept in touch ever since. Actually, it was the girls that had kept in touch as is usually the case with these things; we males seem to have a terrible reputation for losing telephone numbers and email addresses or for just not bothering. But Linda and Jane had regularly whizzed emails back and forth over through the ether; the result being that Linda and I had been invited to the party and encouraged to stay overnight. At this point, I think that I should mention the enormous crush that I've had on Lenny's wife since the first moment I saw her. Although maybe a few years older than my own wife (I've always had a thing for older women!), Jane is one of the most attractive women I've ever met. Standing of average height in her flip-flops and bikini (which was the way I first saw her on holiday), she has a body that many women half her age would happily kill for. Her breasts look pert and full with a deep, sensuous cleavage which promises untold pleasures. Her legs are long and slender; she has a trim waist and a pretty face framed by a wild tussle of mousy coloured hair. It became more and more difficult to hide the boner that I developed every time I saw her and I've no doubt that, although she didn't say anything, my wife Linda must have noticed. "Great party!" I said with a laugh, "you guys really know how to throw a bash!" "Thanks, Mike." Lenny replied as he wandered over to the kitchen. "Night-cap?" I knew that Linda had already had way too much to drink and was close to the point of either falling asleep of indeed just passing out. "Ah, I think I'd better get this one to bed." I said. "She's almost dead to the world!" A faint groan from Linda indicated that she agreed with me. "Well, Jane and I will have one," Lenny continued, "so if you change your mind...." As I laid Linda down on the bed and pulled the duvet over her I decided that I would take Lenny up on his offer. I was still wired from all the dancing and didn't really feel like going to bed just yet – besides, it would give me another chance to ogle Jane in her tight jeans and low cut top! "Great party." I repeated as I got to the bottom of the stairs and found Jane sitting on the sofa with her legs curled up under her. "Scotch ok?" Lenny called from the kitchen. I shouted my agreement with this suggestion and flopped into a deep armchair with a sigh. "Thanks for inviting us," I said to Jane, "it's been great to see you guys again." "Well, you've been looking hard enough!" she replied with a laugh, "at me at least!" I mumbled something quickly that was incomprehensible, trying to hide my embarrassment. Damn, had I been that obvious? Jane laughed again at my discomfort. "Don't worry, Mike. If I didn't enjoy being looked at I wouldn't dress up – or down! Anyway, parties always make me feel sexy." At that moment, and to my embarrassed gratitude, Lenny returned to the lounge and passed over the drinks. I took a long pull at my scotch and tried not to blush too much. "What?" Lenny said, obviously sensing an atmosphere in the room. "It's okay, sweetheart," Jane giggled not in the least embarrassed, "I think that Mike has the hots for me!" "Ha! A man of taste, then!" My friend replied with a broad smile. "And the way you've been flashing yourself around tonight, I'm not surprised. It would have taken a dead man not to get a hard-on!" "He thinks I'm such a slut!" Jane said to me playfully, "but he loves it really!" "You ARE a slut!" Lenny laughed. "Honestly Mike, she usually can't wait to get her kit off after a party." This banter had my head twisting back and forth between them as if I were watching a fast tennis rally. The alcohol had dulled my senses enough to think that maybe there was something happening here – or about to happen. As Lenny spoke I soon realised that this assumption was quite correct. "Come on then, my little slut!" he said with a laugh, "get those tits out – you know you want to!" I watched in awed silence as Jane giggled once again and began to sexily wriggle out of her tight t-shirt. I'd known all night that she wasn't wearing a bra (again, it would have taken a dead man not to notice), but I still heard myself gasp involuntarily as the shirt came up and over her head and two beautiful tanned globes of womanly flesh were revealed. "Ta-daa!" Jane sang as she opened her arms theatrically and presented her breasts. "You like them, Mike?" I could only assume that this was a rhetorical question. The lump in my dry throat prohibited any form of vocal response. "Well, don't stop there!" Lenny cried, clearly as excited as I was, "get the rest off!" Jane seemed only too happy to oblige and as her beautiful tits jiggled sexily in front of my eyes, she quickly unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them and a pair of pale yellow panties down her long, slender legs. "That's better!" Lenny laughed. "You fancy a little bit of fun, Mike?" My erection was saying an undoubted "yes", but my alcohol fuddled brain was still just lucid enough to remember my sleeping wife upstairs. "Well...what about...Linda....?" I started. "Oh, come on, Mike!" Jane cooed, opening her legs and giving me a quick flash of moist and perfectly shaved pussy. "Linda will sleep until morning. If she's anything like me she won't wake up for anything!" "One thing is for sure," I mumbled as my mind made itself up and instructed my legs to carry me to the sofa and join the naked Jane, "Linda – sadly – is nothing like you!" Lenny quickly joined both Jane and I on the sofa and we were all a tangle of arms and legs as we both stripped our clothes away as quickly as possible. My lips frantically sought out one of Jane's blood-engorged nipples and I heard her sigh contentedly as I sucked it into my mouth. I looked down and saw that Lenny had used his fingers to part her shaved pussy lips and was currently stroking her very visible clit. Once Lenny and I were both naked, the three of us began to tumble around on the large sofa. Arms, hands, fingers and lips were everywhere. Nipples were squeezed and sucked and Linda's wet vagina was being constantly fingered. I could hear her breathing, hot and short, close to my ear as she encouraged us with lust-drenched words and then felt her body tense as the first waves of climax ripped through her taught frame. "The little slut sucks like a pro, Mike!" Lenny gasped as his wife began to come down from her climax. "Why don't you stick your cock in her mouth?" As Lenny pulled Jane up into a sitting position, he and I flanked her on either side; hard cocks at the ready. My hand went automatically to the back of her head as she grasped one length of solid male meat in each hand and pressed her down, urging her towards my weapon. I gasped out loud when I at last felt Jane's warm, wet mouth envelop my swollen glans. Her fingers stroked lovingly between my legs caressing my heavy balls and encircling the tiny opening of my anus. Slowly I began to saw my hips back and forth. Lenny had been entirely correct in his description – this woman knew how to suck cock! Deeper and deeper my cock wriggled into her willing mouth until I could feel myself nudging at the back of her throat. I could see that Lenny was not being left out either; Jane was using her hand to stroke up and down her husbands' shaft, twisting her grip gently as she masturbated him. And then suddenly Jane's mouth was gone from my cock and she swapped her lovers' for her husbands' penis. I watched as her head sank lower and lower onto Lenny's cock and smiled as I saw the look of intense lust that washed over his face. After a few more moments she switched us back again, this time adjusting the tilt of her head slightly so that half of my throbbing tool slid gracefully into her throat. "Told you she was good!" Lenny's voice seemed to echo and bounce around inside my spinning mind as his wife deep-throated me. I couldn't argue with logic like that and once again began to thrust my hips forward pressing another few inches of my hot meat into her tight wind-pipe. "Let's open you up a bit, shall we?" Lenny laughed as he wriggled himself down between Jane's splayed legs. I watched fascinated as Lenny used his fingers to probe deeply within his wife's wet slit. The womanly aroma that was emanating from between her legs was intoxicating, heady and, if anything, only served to increase the pounding of blood through my throbbing cock. I felt Jane withdraw slightly and come up for air as another orgasm washed over her. She gasped around my prick as she came and, as I looked down between the two of our bodies, I could see her breasts heave and fall while the hard nipples that topped them seemed to throb with a life of their own. "Oh God! I wanna get fucked!" Jane moaned as her body contorted. It was a sight to see; her legs seemed to shake involuntarily and her pretty, bare toes curled up into a tight lock. "Fuck me know, for God's sake, Mike! Slam that beautiful hard cock into my cunt!" Hearing my name mentioned in the same sentence as the word's "cunt" and "slam", brought me quickly out of my reverie. Lenny helped me move Jane into position and I swapped with him so that I was between her spread and trembling legs. I looked down at her delightfully shaved pussy and licked my lips. My cock swelled visibly as I lined it up with her wet gash and, holding my breath, I eased the throbbing head between her wet lips. "Harder. HARDER!" Jane almost screamed at me. "Let me feel you ram into this sweet little slut!" Not wanting to disappoint a lady – or a slut! – I pulled my hips back slowly and slammed the entire length of my engorged tool deep into Jane's hot, sweet cunt. She seemed to fit me like a velvet glove and, as I started to ride her, with almost brutal ferocity, I watched Lenny squat over her head and force three inches of his prick into her mouth. Now silenced by the force of Lenny's oral thrustings, Jane's body was being thrown about by the ferocity of my penetration. Over and over I slammed into her lithe, sweating body. My hands went under her buttocks as she lifted her hips and pulled her towards me as I rammed forward. My fingers parted the twin globes of her ass and as my cock filled her warm pussy, so my fingers entered her ass. I could see that Lenny was close to cumming – very close. "Let me see her ride you." I said quickly. "Good idea, man!" Lenny agreed. "I'm just about ready to shoot a big load into her!" As we switched positions for what I was sure would be the final time (I was also very close to shooting my load), I watched closely as Jane straddled her husband's body and her pussy opened invitingly to accept his cock. "Oh God yes!" Jane grunted as Lenny shot his jism deep into her body. She turned to me as I watched fascinated. "Cum on my tits, Mike? Cum for your little slut!" I smiled and leaned forward, gasping as I felt Jane's long cool fingers wrap around my inflamed manhood. Her head bent downwards and licked her own pussy juice from the head and I heard her sigh gratefully. She pressed my shaft lovingly into that deep, inviting cleavage and I moaned. The heat from her breasts engulfed me and as I started to rock myself back and forth, she squeezed the heaving mounds together to provide a fleshy tunnel for me to fuck. I began to thrust faster and faster. The friction was building up to a wonderful heat in my loins and as I watched the tip of my cock appear above Jane's voluptuous tits she dipped her head again and licked the tip. Suddenly I realised that I had arrived at "The Point". The Point. The point that indicates that no matter what happens now, you're going to shoot your cum! And shoot I did. Jane's hands and breasts massaged and caressed me as the cum boiled up from my balls and erupted like a volcano. My whole body seemed to contract; jerking and twitching uncontrollably as the jism continued to spew forth. Jane's tits and hands were awash with the stuff and, by the time I had eventually finished, she seemed almost covered in my seed. Eventually, as my climax subsided and Jane rolled away back onto the sofa, I was able to breathe once again. "Wow!" was just about all I could mange to say. "I just......" "Wow indeed!" The slurred and slightly drunk voice seemed horrifyingly familiar to me and, as I looked over towards the stairs, I saw the immediately recognisable figure of my wife, Linda sitting on the bottom step and staring intently at the three naked bodies before her. "Er....I was just....um....well...." I said struggling pathetically for words to explain my behaviour. "Yes I can see what you "er well" were doing!" Linda said slowly. But as I looked at her more closely my mind suddenly reeled. Linda's t-shirt was rucked up a little at the waist and from the position that she was sitting in I could see her pantyless pussy as it gaped open. It was quite obvious that her vagina had been stimulated very recently. A took a deep breath before I spoke and hoped that what I was about to say wasn't going to land me in some divorce court. "Why don't you join us?" I asked rather meekly. For a moment there was silence. Perhaps I'd blown it, I thought. But then, very slowly, Linda's face broke into a smile. Her hands reached down to the hem of her shirt and pulled it up and over her head leaving her completely naked. "I thought you'd never ask!" she said with a sly wink. The Best Party Ever I'm not really one for parties. I think it's the crowds of people I don't know. Just not something I'm good at. Tonight, however, is shaping up to be rather interesting indeed. Thanks to you. It started a few minutes ago. I noticed you off in a corner doing your thing. Casual conversation becomes flirting so easily for you, and there are two guys suddenly caught in your web, laughing, chatting. I finished telling a story that I find hilarious, but which nobody else wanted to laugh at tonight, and as I glanced over at you, I saw you resting your hand on one of the guys forearms, while giving the other one a flirty nod and wink. I recovered with a casual joke I heard from the radio the other day, which was much better received, and glanced back to you. Both guys had gotten closer to you, one on either side, and there you were chatting away. But something about it stuck in my mind. So as I drifted away from one conversation I made a point to drift to another, keeping on the fringe where I could have a nice spot to keep an eye on things. A few minutes passed and my attention paid off. The guy standing behind grabbed your hips and pulled you back to him, and I watched you grind your hips into his as he leaned in. Did he kiss your neck? The other guy watched intently, and the three of you were laughing. And then the guy in front of you reached in for a kiss, quick and teasing, but then he went in for another, longer, your tongue flicking out to meet his as the guy behind you reached his arms around you, fondling your huge tits. I had to stop to look around the room: was anybody else seeing this? It didn't look like it. Their loss. You broke the kiss with the first guy, craning your neck back to kiss the second as the first took his turn getting the fill of your breasts. I thought I saw the guy standing behind you slide a hand into your jeans as you kissed him, but from my angle I couldn't be sure. I tried not to stare, to draw attention to the show, but I couldn't take my eyes away. I watched as you broke away from the two guys, glancing around the room as if to see if anybody was watching. I don't think you saw me. Then you flashed the two of them your naughtiest smile and led them away, up the stairs. Now, I'm not one to pry into business not my own. But how do you pass this up? So I made an excuse, "Umm, where's the bathroom?" and made my way upstairs after you. And I was pleasantly surprised to find that in your hurry, the three of you had left the door open just enough... One guy stood in front of you, kissing you, your tongues sliding over one another, his hands pulling your top up as the other guy stood behind you, sandwiching you between them, his hands roaming your big juicy ass, sliding up the exposed skin of your belly to cup your heavy breasts. Your shirt was discarded quickly, tossed to the side, as you broke your kiss with your first partner and craned back to kiss the second. Your hands roamed, one on the chest in front of you, the other on the thigh behind you, as the man you were kissing started unfastening your jeans. The first guy dropped his lips to your nipples as your bra went flying away, his hands and mouth working your breasts. You started moaning as your hand found the crotch of the guy behind you, his dick obviously hard under his jeans. You began rubbing it, letting your hand slide down the chest of the other guy to find his member which also attracted your attention. You kissed the guy in front of you again, your hands sliding away from your other partner to undo his pants, even while the second guy pulled your jeans down past your knees, crouching down to kiss your wonderful ass, your thighs. His hands wandered up between your legs and you shivered. He rose as you dropped to your knees, pulling down the pants of the guy standing in front of you. His shorts hit the floor swiftly, and I watched as you took his cock in your mouth without hesitation. You stroked him with your hand as you sucked the tip of his shaft, your tongue sliding along the underside, flicking out. He was big. Big enough that I'd be self conscious if I wasn't too far gone into lust filled voyeurism to care. Your tongue snaked around the head of his shaft as the other guy tossed his shirt away, undoing his own pants, whipping out another huge cock. Shorter than the first, but wider, you took it in hand and stroked it while you sucked the other. Then, switching partners, you slurped and slid over this new cock, your mouth barely able to contain it's girth, while your hand stroked the massive length of the first. Both guys were rock hard, and the three of you were so intent on each other I felt comfortable pushing the door open just a bit further. Suddenly the two guys were lifting you from the floor, pulling you out of your jeans finally. Pushing you back to the bed, you lay down eagerly, sliding your black panties off and playfully tossing them at the one of the guys. "You first." The smile you flashed them could level mountains, and they almost hesitated, but only almost. The first guy, the one with the longer dick, whom you had invited, moved between your legs. Finding your pussy wet, almost dripping, he slowly pushed himself inside you as the other watched. As he began to thrust into you, your huge tits bouncing as he drove himself the whole length into you, the second guy took up position by your head, and you turned to him, taking his huge cock into your mouth. You worked his cock with your tongue as you got fucked. From where I stood, I could watch the massive rod plunging in and out of your wet pussy, it's owner straining to make it last, the feel of you obviously driving him nearer and nearer climax with each powerful thrust. You toyed with the other cock, your tongue running over it's length, coiling around the head before trying to fit it into your mouth, your throat. You took the whole of him, somehow, and the sight of it made the man between your legs pound you harder, harder, faster. Hands roamed your body, sometimes on your thighs, sometimes your tits. The guy you were sucking put a hand behind your head and started fucking your mouth. Your two lovers grunted with the exertion of fucking you, whispering to you how good you felt on their cocks as your mouth and pussy pleasured them. You moaned around the huge dick in your mouth, your body quaking, and I wondered if you were ready to cum. You suddenly stopped sucking, breathless, your body buckling and writhing. Orgasm. Watching you cum, I could feel my hard straining against my pants. I wanted so badly to reach down there and start stroking myself, but standing here in the hallway I was too exposed, and didn't want to risk blowing my cover when the scene before me was so hot. So I just watched. Fucking you was becoming too much for your first partner, he was ready to burst. He pulled out of you as the other guy backed away, watching as your mouth wrapped around the head of his cock. You worked slowly, letting him ease away from orgasm, intent on prolonging his pleasure. You rolled over, rising onto your hands and knees, waggling your ass at your second lover, intent on taking that thick dick deep into your quivering slit. You sucked the first's cock, tasting yourself on him, as your newest partner slowly slid himself into you. He wasted no time, as soon as his shaft was slick with your juices, he drove into you fiercely, swiftly, pounding himself into you, letting your huge ass slap against his belly as he fucked you. Your tits bounced as you got fucked, and the guy you sucked off started playing with them with one hand as he held your hair in the other, your mouth driving him back into shaking climax. He didn't last long, his cock spasming, he grabbed your head with both hands and drove himself into you as far as you could take him. I watched him cum down your throat , saw your body shaking, knew you were cumming again. As you released a spent cock from your mouth, your knees buckled and you slid down onto your belly, your lover moving with you, his huge cock making you cum as you shook, crying out from the feeling. The vice of your pussy was enough to send him careening over the edge, pulling out of you, turning you over onto your back. He came all over your huge tits, white, hot streamers of his seed shooting over your nipples as you stroked his cock with your hand. And you smiled at them. I couldn't take it anymore. I turned and found the bathroom, a few doors away. I had to stroke myself, had to make myself cum. Watching you. So fucking hot.