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To say the least, this party was not like anything
we'd ever been to or for that matter done since being 20 years old and
single. After being married for 25 years we thought we'd seen it all, Anne
and me, Eddie. Turns out we hadn't been paying as much attention as we
thought and the move to San Diego ended up being a catalyst for meeting
new neighbors, seeing a different set of people and kicking us out of the
famous rut that people get into in long marriages.
Don't get me wrong, I think Anne is a great looking woman who's bright and
fun to be with. She still turns heads but in a different way, with her
classy mature looks and reasonable figure she could rest on that but she
doesn't need to. She is just one of those people others like to be around,
talk to, share stories with, feel comfortable around and has a sort of
presence that kind of just hovers over her. I'd like to think I'm at least
no worse than that. I know that I still like fooling around with all the
freckles on her nice tits, getting her to open her legs and her heart as
she shares the feelings she has about sex now that she knows what she
likes and the sensations we both feel. I do wish we would do it more often
than once or twice a month and don't quite know why we don't. Maybe it was
the work schedules we had in the Midwest before we moved or maybe it was
just the colder weather and a longer marriage.
We bought a nice condo so we wouldn't have any maintenance when we moved
to San Diego that overlooked the harbor and learned how to love a 74
degree weather forecast in winter. Along the way we met over several
months all the neighbors around us who were mostly from elsewhere like us
and who moved there to enjoy life after being reasonably successful to get
there. Most were well educated, clean, nice, and generally had wide
ranging interests which made them all worth listening to and spending time
around. We developed an interesting circle of friends or potential friends
from work and others who lived near us during the first year.
This party I referred to was part of meeting that new set of friends and
happened late that first year when we were invited by a couple our age who
lived in a condo about three to the west of ours to a New Year's Eve party
at a place in Dana Point, up the coast an hour or so. The party was going
to be at a home above the beach where we would meet two other couples also
about our age and have a nice dinner followed by New Year's Eve and
champagne, overnight lodging in the big house to be safe driving and then
drive home New Year's day. We didn't know the other two couples but Bill
and Marie told us we would all be "good fits" and get along fine. In fact,
they emailed photos of the two couples to us and they were right, we
looked pretty compatible and our backgrounds sounded like they would be
people we'd have enough in common with if we got along in person. Tom and
Sally was one couple and Ned and Emily was the other. We gave them our
photos and backgrounds in return and corresponded over a two or three week
period enough to get to know something of all of our backgrounds.
We were really interested in spending the evening dining on a deck hanging
out over the Pacific Ocean above Dana Point just below Los Angeles on the
coast.
When New Year's Eve day came, Bill and Marie gave us directions and took
off in their car an hour before we did. We followed up the Interstate and
found the place around five thirty. When we got there we knocked, were
invited in and then helped with our luggage into the bedroom we would
sleep in after the party before touring the gorgeous house and having
drinks over the ocean on the back deck. The sun went down and the eight of
us had a fantastic time. We all got along great and the wine flowed.
Dinner was catered and somehow four or five courses later, it was over,
the help had cleaned up and left for the evening.
Anne was very relaxed and had managed to talk with everyone at length as I
had. I watched her on and off all evening as she flowed from one small
group to the next and admired her simple slacks and loosely tucked in silk
shirt. Funny thing is, I could see that Bill, Tom and Ned all glanced not
only at Anne but at the other women as they moved through the evening. All
were attractive 45-55 year old mature women who were well dressed, clean,
spoke well and had attractive if varying figures. Anne was a medium build.
Sallie was what could only be called Zoftig when you looked at her
breasts. Emily was a tiny woman with small breasts but an impossibly small
waist line and a rounded ass that moved under her skirt like it had a life
of its own. Marie was probably about like Anne but had rich, dark brown
hair unlike Anne's red hair, a great smile and really nice legs shown off
in soft slacks instead of a skirt. I saw each of the women at times as
they bent forward and could tell they all wore nothing beneath but panties
and soft bras. Except for Emily, I managed to get nice looks at each
woman's cleavage as they moved around, reached down for appetizers or bent
over to sit down. Nothing overt mind you but even Anne was relishing the
attention and let her tits move a little more than normally. I was
absolutely positive that the other three husbands were just as attentive
to the four women's figures as I was though none of us acknowledged it. We
were aware though as I'm positive the women were as well. I know I sure
was and had one of those semi-hard, longer than normal cocks between my
legs just from the thoughts of what I was seeing.
Anne and I sat together after dinner for a while and she shared her
comfort level with the new people with me and I agreed with her. I even
told her I thought she was beautiful and if we weren't with others I
whispered to her what I wanted to be doing with her. She blushed, shushed
me and told me to wait until eleven o'clock when she'd heard from Marie,
Emily and Sally that we would all be playing New Year's games that might
get everybody's motors going. I hadn't heard about that and asked for
specifics.
Anne took me over to the side of the deck and said, "Honey. I'm not sure
what the specifics are going to be but the other three women gently hinted
to me that it might get sort of sexually oriented in content and wondered
if that was going to be a problem for us."
"What'd you say?"
"Eddie, I didn't know what to say since we hadn't talked but I was pretty
sure from watching you that Emily, Marie and Sally were all getting your
attention and I knew that Tom, Bill and Ned were all pretty good looking
guys from what I could see. What I didn't know was whether or not if it
got either raunchy or just plain sexual with others if you'd shoot me or
drag me screaming out the door so I told them I was pretty open but needed
to check with you first. I was, you know, sort of wondering; what would
you think if the games ended up with you kissing some other wife or maybe
watching me kiss some other husband or doing something where our bodies
are in contact. What would you say?"
He thought a half a second, remembered the semi hard on between his legs
from daydreaming about Emily, Marie and Sallie and answered Anne. "Honey,
we have done every kind of sex the two of us can do with one another,
never strayed and still love each other. The only thing is we've been so
busy we haven't done it enough and if you are like me, you're ready for at
least a hint of some variety if it wasn't something that would ruin what
we have. Wouldn't this fall into that category in a mild sort of way if
what you said did happen?"
She nodded, answered, "I sort of thought of it that way and wondered if it
might not even provide something for us to talk about later when we were
together. You know, sort of add a little spice to our own love making.
What do you think?"
He turned to the ocean to hide his growing bulge and she followed him,
putting her hand around his hips in the front and laughing when she found
the now full hard on hiding between him and the rail. He started then
responded, "Jesus. Look what just talking about a strange recreational
kiss or a mild grope has done to me! Are you feeling any of this too?"
She reached up with her tiptoes and whispered, "You ought to feel how wet
my pussy is, honey. I guess that answers the first question."
He nodded and said, "Yes, it does. I'm for it and promise no jealousy if
you can do the same."
"I can, Eddie. I can. Now, what if these games go beyond that? What if
they go beyond a kiss or a little grope or some other way?"
He hadn't thought that far ahead; having a fantasy while watching other
men's attractive wives had just been an undercurrent not a full thought or
a conclusion. "You mean, maybe something actually and fully sexual?"
Anne squeezed his cock lightly, "Yeah. What would you do if some woman did
this to you and took you to a bedroom or some guy coaxed me out of my
clothes in his? Would you go crazy or could we play at recreational sex
and not let it get between us?"
He wasn't sure so he told her the truth. "Shit, Anne, I mean, every man
daydreams about fucking other women but I have such a good looking wife it
was always that, a daydream. We're getting carried away because this is
California and everything we've heard about California so it's probably
just us being weird. On the other hand, what about you thinking of me
getting groped or some other woman doing all the things you do to me?
Could you cope when it was happening, later the next day?"
She could see he was being honest and she was in return. "I think it won't
go that far but one time in our lives if it did I think it would give us
something that could add a new twist to our sex lives for years to come. I
know I could handle not being jealous if I knew you weren't sneaking off
because you loved some other woman but was just lucky at the same time I
was just as lucky. Hell, Eddie, it isn't likely to happen but look at us.
You've got a hard on you're going to have to hide just from thinking about
it and my pussy's so wet I'm going to have to go to the john and wipe
myself off! Yeah, I think I could handle it provided we end up back with
one another before morning and it was just this one time."
"You're probably right, Anne. It probably won't come to that. I feel just
like you do and can manage. If the situation does develop that far, give
me a look if you see me and wink if you still think its okay to do all of
it and I'll do the same. If it's just kissing and a little grope or two,
that's nothing. Any man would want to kiss and grope you and these guys
have already been daydreaming about it watching you walk or looking down
your chest. If it's more and you're uncomfortable just don't wink, frown,
and I'll get us out of here."
She gave his cock another squeeze then turned him. "You better quiet this
thing down and I need to go tell my new girlfriends we can start the
eleven o'clock games whenever they want to and we'll play ball, big boy."
She walked into the house, headed for the nearest bathroom. Ten minutes
later he was talking with Tom and glanced over to see the four women
getting more wine in their glasses and talking, nodding and smiling. It
looked like the games would be going ahead including he and Anne.
Not long after their host announced that it was eleven o'clock and their
New Year's Eve traditional games were about to begin in the great room. He
asked everyone to go inside and gave everyone a colored poker chip to
start with, a blindfold that was solidly black, an orange, a peach and a
tiny quail egg which looked to be raw and told them to line up husband and
wife, husband and wife in a long line.
He turned some music on and told everyone to put their blindfolds on and
when they did to start by the person on the end putting the big naval
orange under their chin and passing it to the person next to them under
their chin. When the Orange had passed the whole line the last person had
to sing out.
Eddie passed the orange to Anne but he had to grab her shoulders first and
fumbled around a little while they turned and put their necks and chins in
the right position. He could feel Anne turning to her right and could hear
her clothes being rustled as Tom did the same to position her and she held
him while they managed their different heights. He remembered feeling her
tits on his chest when he'd passed the orange and knew Tom was getting her
full tits on his chest right then. In a few minutes, the end of the line
sang out and it was Emily who spoke..."I've got the orange and some
fingerprints in interesting places!"
The host spoke again, "Okay, good start. Now that we're practiced.....The
peach is a little softer and a little tougher. First, we've got to change
positions. Now, keep your blindfolds on but I want you wives to move to a
new position in the line and get back in line but it can't be next to your
husband on either side. You men stand still and the women will move and be
sure who their husbands are and where but I warn you, they'll be using
their hands to tell and there are no rules!"
Eddie stood there and listened as people moved and was startled as someone
held his hip with a soft hand then reached around and felt between his
legs, gave his substantial dick a little squeeze and then stepped to his
right and stood in place, her warm hip against his, her hand on his hand.
He was sure it was Sallie from her perfume but he didn't know. Bold, he
reached over and touched her waist, felt her skirt then moved up her side
and grazed her tit. Yep, it was Sallie with her big tits. When his hand
touched her tit she didn't slap him. Instead, she sighed and purred and
reached behind him and put her hand on his ass, lightly pressing a finger
down on the cloth into the crack of his ass. He knew then that there was
going to be a need to see a wink or a frown yet this night! God knew where
Anne was or what she'd felt. He bet she'd felt some guys slacks and cock
as well knowing she was already horny just from their talk.
The host waited until everyone was shuffled then told them from the other
end of the line to pass a peach down the line but this time between their
knees and with blindfolds on. He said you could use your hands if you had
trouble. The other end of their line started and there was immediate
laughter as they found out how hard it was to do and how many contortions
you had to do to do it.
By the time he and Sallie were done he'd felt her hand inside his belt all
the way down his slacks until she gripped his dick, stroked it several
times with a vengeance and he'd lifted her skirt, felt the thong she had
there and put one of his fingers into a solid nest of soft, curly pussy
hair and moved aside two engorged outer lips into the opening of her
vagina and moved it in and out several times. She held his back with both
her hands and opened her legs fully to him as he did it before reaching
under him and feeling his balls then fingering his ass hole quickly with
her little finger. He almost fell down from the effort but was grinning
like shit under his blindfold. Finally, they passed the peach and he sang
out they were done. The peach passing took a lot longer and he guessed
everyone's hands had gotten busy.
The host told them to take off their blindfolds but keep their positions.
When they did, they all laughed. He and Sallie weren't the only ones whose
clothes had been moved. Anne peeked down at him from the end of the line
with her blouse un-tucked from her shirt and two open buttons and broadly
winked at him. He had his answer and the wink he gave her back said as
much. The decks were cleared since they were way past the small kiss
stage.
The host had the women change positions again making sure no wife was next
to her husband then had them pass two of the small eggs to the end of the
line. He said they had to pass both the eggs carefully down the line with
one egg from one mouth to the next and inside the bra for the women with
the second egg. The man had to retrieve the egg then put it into the next
woman's bra again using no hands though the woman could help with her
hands but not directly touch the egg. Emily ended up between him and Ned
and the eggs hilariously started from the other end towards them. They all
got to watch this time. It was humorous to see the contortions the
different height couples had to again go through to pull a blouse up or
open it and drop an egg from a mouth into a bra cup and then try to push
the egg from one open mouth to another with their tongues or have the
woman push her bra and tits up to get an egg out for a set of lips to suck
up. A lot of tits touched a lot of chests and a lot of moisture got shared
from one mouth to the next. A couple of buttons got popped off to much
laughter. Emily turned to him with the egg and he found her lips to be
wonderfully soft, her tongue lingering and her breath very sweet. She had
no set of mammoth tits but she did push her hips forward against him and
her legs around behind and between his and ground her pelvis against his
thigh as she tried to stay connected enough to pass the egg from mouth to
mouth. He'd had no trouble lifting her blouse with his nose as she leaned
back and then slid the egg out of her small B cup bra when she pushed it
upward. His tongue flicked her nipple when he was done. He could feel her
really prominent mons pushing against his slacks and guessed she had a
very full and swollen vagina sort of the type they often called "camel
toes." He'd never seen one but all of a sudden he was hot to fuck Emily's
though there was no opportunity. They all laughed at little Emily's antics
and chided him with various quips about her doing his leg, etc. He laughed
back and said he enjoyed it after the eggs came out.
The hostess then took over and said they would play the last game before
midnight, a form of five questions Jeopardy. She said she would hand each
person a question card and that person could ask any of the opposite sex
the question except their spouse. If the question was answered correctly
the card holder had to remove an article of clothing or a pair if it was
worn that way. If the question was not answered correctly the questioner
had to remove an article of clothing. She told them they couldn't count
small things like earrings, watches, belts and socks. By then no one cared
what anyone thought and she started.
Ned asked Sallie the first question which she failed at and she removed
her shoes. Tom asked Anne a question which she got right and Tom decided
to remove his shirt. Emily was asked by me and got it wrong so she chose
to remove her blouse revealing a slim body with relatively small tits in a
very soft bra that let her hard nipples poke fully through. She wasn't shy
at all. Marie got a card and asked me a question which I missed and I took
my pants off leaving me in my shorts and revealing what was already
obvious to everyone, I was hung pretty well and at least half way there to
being fully engorged. The women all clapped and the next card went to Bill
who asked Sally a question. She missed and decided to drop the bottom half
of her outfit revealing her nice yellow panties and wisps of bush peeking
out. The game went on for all five questions with everyone skipping the
trivial things like earrings and watches to remove and going right to the
big items like shoes, tops, pants, etc. until everyone was in either bra
and panties or just their under-shorts.
It was just thirty minutes until midnight when the host and hostess
together asked everyone to find their colored poker chip and display it.
There were two of each color and they had apparently been given to match
up a man with a wife but not his own. He looked up the line at Anne who
had a yellow chip and saw that Tom also had a yellow one. His was blue and
he could already see Emily waving her blue chip around. Marie and Ned had
red chips and Bill and Sallie had green ones.
Once out the host said that the two similar colors should hold hands,
march to the nearest bedroom that was unoccupied and re emerge at ten
minutes to midnight with smiles on their faces.
Eddie glanced again at Anne who gave him another wink which he matched and
added a big smile to her own. She walked over to Tom, grabbed his hand and
led him off. Emily grabbed his hand and turned the other direction with
him, almost running in her haste. As soon as they got inside she kissed
him with her tongue deep inside his mouth, her hunger almost palpable with
her desire to be fucked. He stripped her bra off, sucked her nipple as she
pulled his shorts down then when he was done she gave his cock an admiring
quick glance, kneeled and sucked it and his balls quickly then rose
stripping her own panties off to reveal the biggest gash he'd ever seen
with full round lips on each side, each fully engorged with blood and
leading to what was clearly a wet and welcome place. She pushed him
backward on the bed and said, "Now, do me now. God damn it, I've wanted to
fuck your big cock all night." She climbed his body and raised her hips as
she held his cock and guided it inside the nicest pussy he'd felt outside
of Anne's then sat down as hard as she possibly could, grunting, crying
out then starting to rhythmically fuck up and down, forward and back on
his cock, grinding and moving, the heat from her body all over him. He
reached up and sucked her little tits and their enormous nipples until
they were almost an inch long. When they were he reached up for her head
and pulled it down to his, kissing her with his entire tongue inside her
mouth. It was like he was fucking her with his cock and his tongue in
different openings at the same time. She jerked towards him, drove her
hips then groaned and ground her pussy onto his cock and flooded him with
liquid as she came in wave after wave. His cum was instantly inside her
flooding the cave behind her wonderful camel's toe pussy opening. They
continued to move and over the next fifteen minutes she came twice more
while he miraculously stayed hard inside her, transferring from her pussy
to her ass and back once. He was too big for her ass for it to be
comfortable though she wanted him to try again. At that moment, the door
knocked and the hostess said, "time's up, back to the great room only no
one is allowed to have clothes on. We're all naked, wrinkles, surgical
scars and all. When there, you'll switch partners for the net two hours to
a different color chip before rejoining your spouse at two a.m. for the
night. The choice will be by the women and you can't be chosen by your
wife. It will be the woman's job to get your equipment back up any way
they can. Take a soft drink and get some nourishment, gentlemen, you're
going to need it. Remember, what happens here stays here" and laughingly
moved on.
Emily kissed him, thanked him, told him he was the biggest cock and best
fuck she'd ever had and slid her card into his pants pocked. "Call me if
you want to meet some other time just you and me. I want to fuck you when
we've got hours, big Eddie." He grinned, patted her tits, complimented her
nipples and pussy and said he might just do that if Anne didn't mind. She
told him Anne would probably get a chance to fuck someone else again if
she wanted it too based on past parties.
They got up, wiped off the other person's genitals, combed their hair with
their hands, held hands and walked back out to the great room where all
were there already. Anne was radiant, flushed and fucked with a grin as
big as a house on her face standing next to Tom who had a rather average
sized cock but was uncut and had huge balls. Ned was a good sized fellow
and he seemed very happy with Marie. Bill was standing next to Sallie with
his average cock and rubbing her hip. Sallie's big tits were tipped by the
largest aureoles he'd ever seen with dark brown nipples and had to be at
least double D size tits. They were just above the thickest, richest
thatch of pubic hair he'd ever seen which was hiding her lips but didn't
hide the cum and moisture stuck between the various hairs from what was
obviously a frantic fuck administered by Bill.
The hostess, Marie, had a fully shaved pussy and a really nice ass below a
set of wonderfully symmetrical C cup tits which jiggled when she said:
"Ok, girls, go get 'em!" Anne ran for Bill and grabbed his hand and took
off. Emily moved to Tom and did the same. Marie got Ned and Sallie
couldn't wait to grab him but by the cock instead of his hand. She smiled
and said to him, "Eddie, let's go try this thing out. I love to suck cock
and yours has to be ten inches long. Wait until I get my lips on this big
sucker!" She marched to the last bedroom with him in tow and began to
bring his cock back to life.
First she stood and kissed him and held him until he felt warm and could
inhale all of her scent, feel the warmth of her saliva through her open
mouth and sucked on her tongue then her fingers, one by one. She bent
forward and caressed his buns, then lifted his balls and held them,
rolling them over and over and back and forth. The tip of his cock was
slowly growing bigger when she suddenly bent forward and pulled his cock
up and put her nipples down onto the head of his dick and rubbed it around
in circles on each one. When she was done she stood, turned away from him
then bent over away from him, showing him her ass and her pussy which he
felt with his hands then rubbed with the now hardening cock tip as it
rather quickly grew back to life. She was hairy from her asshole all the
way around and he loved the feeling of the hair on his cock and groaned.
When his cock was fully wet he slid it inside her pussy and stroked her
four or five times until she moved upright and sat him down on the bed.
She kneeled and put her tits around his cock and manipulated it for
several minutes before she reached with her hand and slowly touched the
tip with its clear wet drip of pre cum on it with her tongue, humming and
moaning. All he could do was be on sensory overload, heat, wetness, the
smell of their sexual odors, the feeling of her skin, her tongue, and his
hands grabbing her tits and pulling them.
Somehow, and he really didn't know how, Sally was above his mouth with her
hips on the bed over him and his cock was below her mouth when they
touched each other. At the first touch, Sally ground her mons and pussy
into his face and quietly screamed while she quivered with her first cum.
He drank it all, felt her liquid on his chin and when she was done
quivering, turned her, kissed her with her own cum then stood her up,
spread her legs and lifted her until her back was against the edge of the
low chest of drawers and then pointed his now 10" of cock into the thick
nest of hair and entered her with it. She quivered again, clutching and
cumming with her tits banging from side to side and her mouth covering his
with so much pressure trying to drive her pussy over his cock and
literally melt him inside her. He reached down and put his finger in her
ass when she was done and started a whole new round of quivering until she
started crying and asked him to put her on the bed and let her fuck him on
top so she could control it, could feel it, could manage the best fuck
she'd ever had. His ego was over the moon.
For two hours they tried everything, missed the New Year but exhausted
themselves even having her slide her ass over and inhale his big cock very
slowly after her third or fourth orgasm wet every part on her and him. At
one point they rested with his soft cock against her big tits for half an
hour until he could get hard again and slowly start sliding it down and up
the length of her hairy gash. As he did so she too reached in to a purse
she had put by the bed and gave him a card with her private number and
whispered, "Call me. I want to fuck you more than just tonight."
At two a.m. a bell rang up and down the hall as the host and hostess
walked saying, "back in your rooms. Breakfast is at 8 a.m. Happy New
Year!"
He discovered he needed to go back to their room where Anne was laying
with legs apart, cum all over her pussy and a huge grin spread all over
her face. She simply said, "Clean me up, Eddie, then let's talk."
He found out on the way home the next day that all the women and all the
men had these little cards and they had all including Anne handed them
out. Anne had known a little more than she had said he figured but at
least his 10" had been enough of a hit to get repeat invites. It turned
out later that the hosts had these parties once a quarter and there were
about 20 couples who regularly in different small four or five couple
groups met for just such gatherings. They were invited to the March
gathering and immediately agreed to go.
Anne fucked him nightly with inventiveness and solid passion for a solid
month on the basis of what had happened New Year's and wanted to hear
everything about his fucking and told him all about hers. She even
surprised him saying she'd given Emily one of her cards and invited her
over to do both Eddie and herself if Emily would let her suck that
wonderful camel's toe vulva of hers.
He asked Anne what Emily had said in response. "She'll be here by herself
February 1st honey. Save up!"
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