I love the fireworks. There is just something so thrilling about bombs exploding so close to you that you can feel the blast wave hit you. The sound feels like it is going to rip you apart. You can smell the explosives in the air and see the smoke trails the rockets leave behind. Then you see the beautiful colors and lights in the sky and it takes your breath away. It makes you forget all about the crowds and traffic that you have to deal with to get a good view.  

It was promising to be another great 4th of July celebration. The day was warm but not hot. We had staked out the perfect place in the shade near the river. The kids were playing and running around, always getting into trouble as usual. My husband was enjoying the day with the kids. He works so much he rarely gets time to play with them. I let him play with them; I was enjoying the time away from them. I am a stay at home mom. Most days I enjoy it, but this week the boys had been extra energetic. I have been looking forward to this day all week. My birthday is today also. I am crossing one of those milestones birthdays women don't like to admit having. My husband told me to enjoy the day today; he was going to take care of the kids. So I have been doing just that.  

Every year since I was a kid, we would come down to this spot early in the day on the 4th and get the best spot. The parade passes by here around 10 then we have a nice picnic. We would swim the day away. At dusk we would play with sparklers and enjoy the coolness of the evening.

I even lost my virginity at the fireworks when I was 16. .My husband and I had only been dating then. The crowd was so packed in, my parent never even saw what I was doing. Remembering that night had me getting hot in spite of the approaching darkness and cooler temperatures. If only the kids weren't with us, I might try to re-enact that night so long ago.  

As it got darker, the smell of sparklers and amateur fireworks began to fill the air. The first test shot went off, sending a vibration through my entire body. My husband looked at me and winked. He was remembering that night as well.  

"Oh, I am going to be all over you tonight." he whispered in my ear.  

I gave him a wicked grin, "I don't know if I can wait that long though!"  

He just laughed at me then was pulled away by both of the kids wanting to go buy some sodas. He was only gone a minute when the fireworks started for real. I looked around to see him trying to make his way back into the crowd, but no one was moving out of his way. He just shrugged and motioned that he was staying there. I shrugged an OK back to him. I was on my own for a little while.  

As the fireworks continued the crowd pressed further forward. I could feel a guy standing behind me. He wasn't tall and had a bit of a belly pressing into my back. He also had a large erection that was rubbing into my ass. I tried to move forward but there was a tall man standing directly in front of me. I tried to concentrate on the beautiful colors in the sky but the guy behind me was making that very hard.

When I felt his fabric-covered erection poking under the edge of my shorts. I froze.

 What did this guy think he was doing? Then I remembered that night so long ago when my then boyfriend had done the same thing to me. As the fireworks bloomed in the sky I felt him get into a rhythm against the inside of my thigh. This guy was really starting to get me going. Suddenly he backed away then returned a couple seconds later. He had taken his dick out of his shorts and was now naked against my panties. God that felt good!  

Caught up in the explosions in the sky and the rocking motion from behind, I felt the guy in front of me push back against my chest. My nipples tingled as they crushed against his back.  

"Sorry." He mumbled.  

"Okay" I said as I pressed my breasts further against his back, enjoying the sensation of it.  

�What's happening in front?" I asked him.  

"Don't know" came his reply.  

I laughed. "Find out."  

He leaned forward a bit then pressed back again. The guy behind me was working at a furious pace. I adjusted my body a little so I could enjoy his effort a little more too. I was really starting to sweat with all this activity.  

I looked at the guy in front of me. He was actually quite good looking. A few inches taller than me, he looked like an executive type. Not much of a tan, so he probably worked in an office. I think I had seen him with a woman earlier, probably his wife. She looked like she was made of ice.  

Poor guy. Probably hadn't gotten laid in weeks. He had a couple kids with him, so there must be some love there. I wonder if he would like to have a little of what I am getting from the guy behind me.  

"Someone passed out," he called back to me.  

It figures! "Throw the corpse in the fucking river," I tried to whisper but it came out as a sort of funny moan as the guy behind me grabbed my waist and really started getting into it. I was quickly approaching my own climax.  

"It's her husband," he continued. "Drunk."  

"Oh brother," I groaned. "Idiot."  

"Sorry," he offers.  

"Yeah, whatever," I sighed, and then press more tightly against him. "Some guy's got his hard-on half way up my shorts right now."

 He laughed at me, probably not believing it.
   

"It's not funny." I said as I leaned into him a bit more so I could push against the guy behind me.  

"Sorry," he said, sounding half embarrassed yet with a hint of laughter in his voice.

The feeling of his back on my nipples was driving me closer to the edge. The guy behind me was almost there too, he began to grunt with every thrust.  

"Tell him to stop it," The guy in front of me was talking to me again. "Tell him�"

"Shhh," I whispered back into his ear. "Kind of like it."  

I could feel his ribs moving under my breasts. He must be laughing again. It felt really nice.  

"I do," I moaned as I press further into him and back against the guy behind me at the same time. God this felt good.  

I reached around to the front of the guy in front of me. I slid my hands into his pockets and found what I was hoping to find: he was sporting a huge erection, and I do mean huge. I love the feeling of a penis in my hands, even if there is fabric between my hand and his skin.  

I felt the fireworks ripping through my body as I held one erection and had another pounding me from behind. What could be better than this moment?  

"Heh!" he protested in shock.  

"Shhh," I whispered harshly "I've got to hold something. Christ. This guy's driving me fucking nuts. Fuck. I wish I didn't wear these shorts. Fuck. Ummm," I moaned and squeezed his dick harder as the guy behind continued to hit all the right spots

I stroked the cock in my hands and whispered to him. "Do you like that?" I teased him.  

"My  wife--"  he started to protest but it got caught in his throat as I stroked him.  

"Don't  worry," I laughed softly, my hips were pushing and rotating against his ass, driven by the guy behind me. "Someone's probably got his hand up her skirt. This place is turning into a regular orgy."  

Then I got an idea.

 

"Who's in front of you?" I asked him.  

"The woman whose husband passed out," He said in a breathy voice.  

He seemed to be enjoying the attention I was giving to his growing member.  

"Oh. That bitch deserves a little something for getting us in this mess. I know what to do with her," I grunted, wagging his dick in my hand.  

"She.  .  . Fuck," I groaned as the guy behind me took one long stroke against me and began to cum all over my inner thigh. "Fuck. Oh my God. The sonofabitch's cumming on my shorts. Jesus Christ." What a mess he made too! "Oh Christ," I moaned, as the reality of it hit me a little. "Ihope my husband doesn't notice."  

"Where's  your husband?" the guy in front of me asked, sounding a little nervous suddenly.  

I looked to the back of the crowd and saw my husband with one of the kids on his shoulder. They were all staring intently at the sky. I relaxed a little and continued to stroke his magnificent cock.  

"A couple of feet away, watching the kids," I laughed "We got a little separated, which could be like miles in this sardine can."  

"Did that guy really cum on you?" He asked a bit unsteadily.  

"You wanna feel?" she laughed.  

"No." he said as he leaned a bit back into me.  

"Well, then, shut up." I whispered into his ear.  

Just then A huge report from the sky startled me. I must have jerked his penis a bit hard because he cried out a little when I did. I realized that the fireworks must be about half over. I had no time to waste now.  

"Give me your hand," I breathed into his ear.  

"I don't. . . ." he sounded unsure.  

"Shut up and give me your hand."  

I took it in my hand and moved it under my shorts. I laughed as I heard him groan. Then he expertly slid his fingers into my wet and waiting cunt. God his fingers felt good. He started with just one then two. He hit on my clit sending shivers of pleasure through my body.  

"Thank you," I sighed. "God I need this."  

I stopped stroking his dick suddenly then shoved him forward into the woman whose husband had passed out. He started to protest.  

"Don't."  

"She deserves it," I giggled. "If it wasn't for her idiot husband your hand wouldn't be stuffed up my pussy and my ass wouldn't be soaking wet."  

"But--" He tried again.

 

I was getting so horny at this point. I pushed his hand further into me. I leaned into him more and laughed at him.  

"But, my ass! Whisper in her ear. Ask� No, tell her you're going to fuck her."  

"What?" He said disbelieving.  

"Tell her you're going to fuck her," I laughed.

 

I was really enjoying this. Here I was a lowly housewife, separated from her husband and kids in a crowd. I had some guy's cum all over my ass and another man's cock in my hand and I was about to make this handsome man fuck a complete stranger while he fingered me. Life can truly throw some strange twists at you! Well, I intended to enjoy this twist for all it was worth.  

I felt the woman lean back against my hand, which was still at the base of the guy's cock. I laughed. I figured she might be game. I saw her flirting all over the place today. But this guy in front of me was a little slow on the initiating. I surprised myself a little when I reached around his arm to the front of her and sipped my hand under her short skirt. She was already wet with anticipation. I had always been curious about fingering another woman, but never had the courage or opportunity to do it. I guess it was the anonymity of the crowd and knowing I would never see these people again, I just let go of all my inhibitions.  

"She's so wet," I laughed as I spoke into the guy's ear. "Your dick is gonna to love her. She's so tight, so fucking wet."  

I pulled the girl back against him a little more so I could reach her better. I fingered her clit a bit and she began to moan move against the front of the guy. As the Fireworks burst forth with a few especially loud bangs, I thought I felt her begin to cum, I knew I was already.  

I reached behind her and un-zipped the guy's fly. No reason we shouldn't all climax tonight, right?  

"I can't do this," the guy groaned.  

I laughed and reached into his boxers to free his hard cock. God, it felt good; so hard and wet. I gave it a few strokes.

 

"Ummm," I moaned. "Nice. She's going to love it."  

I thought about the young woman whose cunt I was knuckle deep in, and the good-looking guy in front of me. Then I remembered back to that night so long ago when the man who would become my husband took me from behind. I was approaching another orgasm from the guy's hand as I pushed him into her.

 

I felt his cock push past my fingers as he entered her and I pulled my hand away. He groaned and pushed back into me, his hand circling my clit and his back rubbing on my nipples. Oh! God, it felt good! He got quite a rhythm going, pushing into her and into me with his hand at the same time. I rubbed my hands all over his lower body. He had an especially fine ass. I pressed into him and stimulate my nipples more too.  

The fireworks pounded away above us as the grand finale began. I could feel each explosion ripple through all 3 of our bodies. I knew this moment was soon to come to an end. I reached under the guy and stroked his cock as he slid in and out of the woman in front of him. God that felt so hot! I had always wanted to see what it felt like to touch two other people as they had sex. I couldn't keep my hands off them. I stroked him and played with her. Pinched the two of them together as they slid against one another.  

Explosion after explosion ripped through the air as I felt the orgasm boiling in me He slammed one last time into the girl and I felt all the cum rush forth out of his cock. She also was trembling in my hand as she came down from her orgasm. The air was filled with the sounds of applause. I was stunned at first; surely no one had seen what we were doing. Then I realized, the fireworks were now over. People were starting to move towards their cars. I felt dazed and exhausted, barely able to believe what had just happened. God, this is the best fireworks ever! The best birthday ever too!  

I heard my name being called. It was my husband. I turned around to see him waving to me. I smiled and waved back to him. I quickly straightened my shorts. My cunt was still throbbing from the last orgasm. I reached around and wiped the strings of cum off the back of my shorts then bent down and wiped my hands on the grass. I was a mess.  

He and the kids made their way towards me. I turned back around to scan the crowd. I wondered where the other members of that horny little party had headed off to. I have to admit I was more than a bit curious about them. Who they were and what made them all so open to this little escapade tonight. Would I ever see them again? Could we ever arrange something like this again? Hmmm, could I ever bring myself to do this again? I will have to think about that.  

I felt my husbands arm slide around my shoulder and my son's hand grab my hand.

"Hope you weren't too lonely up there all by yourself" My husband said as he kissed my cheek.  

"Nah, I was caught up in the explosions." I said, barely containing a grin. "Did you and the boys have fun?"  

 

The boys launched into a long blow-by-blow description of the fireworks. They obviously had fun. I felt my husband nuzzle my neck as we walked.  

"I was thinking about you the whole time" He whispered into my ear. "I am going to make this a night you will never forget" I laughed.

 

"I am sure this is one night that will be in my mind forever." I whispered back. It already was, but I was going to let him try to top it, if it took all night!  

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