Her husband Brad was the Alpha Male in the club; tall, ruggedly handsome and styled himself on Magnum PI, even down to the bushy moustache. As well as regularly winning the competitions he was was a very successful businessman too.
We'd not long moved to town following my husband, Dan's promotion with the company he worked for; and already it was fair to say he had a 'man crush' on Brad; who didn't seem to know he existed.
It had been nearly six months since we'd moved to this area, but for business reasons Danny had a been a member at the golf club for two years; very slowly moving up the ranks both sportingly and metaphorically, as with all of these things the social structure was based around cliques.
How I 'met' Dianne was quite funny, with hindsight. We had gone along to a Charity Evening one Saturday and had been having a good time with friends and eventually I needed the toilet. While I was washing my hands I felt a suspender come loose, as the wash area was otherwise empty, I hiked my dress up to adjust it, just as Dianne came in.
"Oh!" she gasped then grinned. I was too far into readjusting the button I had to 'tough it out' and just smiled. "Snap!" Dianne laughed as she raised the front of her dress to show that she too was wearing stockings and suspenders; "me too. They're a bugger aren't they?"
I nodded and agreed as the button finally slotted into the hole on the suspender.
"Is that a six strap?" The woman asked.
"Yes." I replied slightly embarrassed, "they're generally more secure."
"I will have to try them in that case." She smiled again. "I'm Dianne by the way."
"Samantha ... Sam?" I held my hand out to shake hers.
We then chatted for a couple of minutes, explaining who our husbands were and where I bought our stockings; which sounds quite an odd way to make a friend.
Back in the ballroom I stood chatting to my female friends while I husbands chatted about important golf things; but my eyes alighted on Dianne as she swanned back into the room like a film star; when she saw me she gave a little wave and a smile, which I returned but with a flutter in my tummy when Laura was impressed that I actually knew Dianne.
I glanced across again and saw her whispering in her husbands' ear who suddenly smiled; then the pair looked in my direction as Dianne pointed me out and waved again. His face lit up when he saw me and raised his glass as if in toast. The butterflies in my stomach were now in overdrive.
That was it for that night, although I did feel like a giddy schoolgirl whenever my eyes met with either Dianne or Brad's.
Although stockings weren't really 'in fashion' at that time; I'd worn them ever since I was about 18 and a Bryan Ferry fan; where my friends and I dressed up as sophisticatedly and femininely as our budgets would allow; plus the effect stockings had on young Lotharios was worth the effort.
Danny made a big play for me when a friend of his had seen I was wearing stockings one night when my skirt rose up my thigh as I sat in a city centre pub; as history tells me he had a budding nylon fetish when I met him.
We hit it off straight away; mostly because of the way we both dressed and the music we liked .... and the sex was amazing too.
Eighteen months later we got married and our sex life soon moved up a couple of notches; now that we had our own flat. Looking back now, while frequent and very orgasmic, it was a different time and was actually quite vanilla by modern standards .... or what we were to encounter with our new friends.
A couple of things I realised quite quickly was how much Danny didn't just 'like' me wearing stockings and sexy lingerie; we almost never had sex without me wearing something nylon; and he really, really liked me 'taking the lead' during sex and foreplay, which was never really a problem as I was perpetually horny, especially as we were trying to 'make a baby'... I soon learned how to turn him on with words and actions; bossing him about I guess.
His job took him away on occasion, sometimes around the country to other factories and sometimes into Europe. On these trips he sometimes brought back porno videos, which I enjoyed watching with him; and that led to my love of sucking his cock and him licking my pussy; which we both adored, especially a 69 as foreplay; also after seeing one video I quickly learned how to wank his cock using my feet.
When he was on these trips I'd regularly use the magazines for my own masturbatory needs; especially the letters and stories in Fiesta and Knave magazines.
During our second year of marriage it was obvious we were having problems on the pregnancy front, so sort out medical help and it turned out that my darling husband had a very low sperm count; which was a surprise as there was always a lot .... but not everything in the liquid was active; it turned out.
In those days help on the NHS was nearly none existent and 'going private' was prohibitive financially; so we just put it to the back of our minds and got on with life.
Our sex life sort of waned because of this over the next year or so; certainly not to the point it became a problem, but it quickly went from nearly every night, to a couple of nights a week and another big change was now Danny couldn't get me pregnant he gradually began wanking on my nylons or tits instead of inside me. Don't get me wrong; I loved this on occasion but not all of the time.... sometimes a girl loves to feel the intimacy of her lover cumming inside her.
This was where we were in our marriage, the night when I met Dianne in the ladies' toilets.
At the end of the night Dianne went out of her way to say 'Goodnight' and invite me out for a coffee or a drink the following week; so phone numbers were exchanged.
Drunk; Danny was stunned to see me with Dianne and all of the way home in the taxi kept stroking my legs as I kept whispering in his ear about my encounter in the toilets, going into intimate detail about her stocking suspenders and knickers and how she reacted to seeing mine. Arriving home we were barely in the living room when he pushed me down on the sofa, lifted my dress up revealing my underwear; rubbed his face all over my knickers and stockings; occasionally stopping to kiss my legs and mound; then pulled my knickers to one side and buried his face in my hairy pussy; licking, sucking and fingering like never before, making me cum twice, then standing over me, wanking onto my legs and knickers, before collapsing down next to me.
The next morning he was already on the golf course as I was having breakfast and the phone rang. It was Dianne, who started by apologising for her 'behaviour' in the cloakroom; I laughed it off and said "it was a pleasure to find a like minded wearer."
She laughed at that and after introducing ourselves more formally, she realised we worked fairly close by in the city centre, so invited me out for coffee after work the following lunchtime.
I was flattered and Danny was starry eyed when I told him later; as her husband had introduced himself at the Golf Course and could be a great contact for him work wise.
We met at the allotted time and it was nice to see her wearing a flowery dress that actually showed a bit more cleavage than my own. Instead of sitting opposite me she actually sat right next to me in the cubicle, our legs actually touching which was a bit unnerving at first.
The conversation quickly got around to our both wearing stockings, which was when she put her hand on my knee and slowly slid her hand up my thigh and under my skirt; looking me dead in the eye all the while.
"Oh goody." She grinned "you wear stockings for work too .... just like me." She then removed her hand and took mine and placed it on her knee. "Have a feel."
I was totally shocked, but did as she said, and in fairness touching her nylon clad thigh and suspender was a lot more exciting that I'd ever have suspected.
When I removed my hand, there was an electric silence before we both burst out giggling. One of the things that amused her when she got me to confess deliberately wearing 'floaty' skirts or dresses on windy days in the hope a gust of wind would blow my skirt up and reveal my stockings and underwear ... just like her; and just like my husband it turned her husband on when she repeated the details later in the evening; which led to her saying, "Goody, I'm glad you're open-minded." She smiled mischievously.
"Of course." I hoarsely whispered, not really sure what 'open-minded' meant and what my husband would think ... but I presumed any excuse to get near Brad's inner circle would get his attention.
Dianne rang me a couple of times later in the week and the week after too; just normal 'girly' chat and gossip, nothing too in depth, but she would always ask if I'd bought anything sexy the previous Saturday; and if we had she'd probe me about what it looked like and what it felt like on and if my husband had 'got turned on' .... it made me giggle at first; but as the calls went by I began looking forward to divulging intimate details. Although we'd said "hi" in passing at the Golf Club, we didn't meet up again for coffee and nor did we get invited further into their inner circle at the club.
The only thing that changed was one Saturday soon afterwards Brad got chatty with Danny and invited him to play golf in a foursome one Sunday, which was all my husband could talk about when we had lunch and the rest of the night too.
Nothing more was said, but he was a bit shifty over the next day or so ..... until I prised out of him that he'd promised to 'loan Brad some porno videos.' I wasn't sure how a conversation during a golf competition got around to porn; but I let it slide as 'boys will be boys' and it excited my husband to think he was the Alpha Males' new best friend.
Danny loaned him a couple more the following week and was a bit 'over excited' telling me how much Brad had enjoyed watching them .... with his wife and my friend Dianne!
Then, a couple of weeks later, Dianne called when Danny was working away for three days; and knowing this seemed to make her questions even more naughty; talking to me about my husbands porn stash, and eventually confessing that I did 'play with myself,' when I was alone, watching them or reading his mucky mags; she took a breath and told me that she and Brad were having a party on Friday; for 'selected like minded' friends ; and "all her friends wear stockings too; it was actually a prerequisite," then her voice got huskier, and after somehow reeling me into her web, said "we are all swingers .... do you know what that means?" I sort of said yes, and she responded gleefully, "does that shock you?"
As I was already over half way into a bottle of wine and squirming on the sofa due to her questioning, I replied "No .... I guess ... not really."
"please tell me you and your husband will come .... it'll be great fun, will you come?"
"I guess I will have to ask him ..... but ..... I'm .... intrigued.... I suppose .... yes ... I'd love to, but I don't know about Danny."
"Jesus yes!" He almost shouted that night during our phone call,when I confessed that we'd felt each others legs and Dianne had invited us to 'special' party, although I failed to mention the 'like-minded' part in any detail.
He was away in France for the next few days and wouldn't be home until late Thursday night; so I presumed he would be wanking himself silly every night at the prospect of a party at Brad's house; I know that I was doing something similar in his absence .... reading his dirty magazines until well after midnight each night.
I'd bought a slinky black dress that had a bustierre style top and a flared skirt that ended about four inches above my knees, underneath I wore a sexy black uplift bra that pushed my 32b boobs right up; a pair of matching black French knickers, a six strap suspender belt that held up a pair of 15 denier black seamed stockings and my best shiny black heels; plus I had on bright red lipstick.
"Shit!" Danny gasped when I walked into the living room, "what kind of party is this?"
"Wouldn't you like to know?" I teased; "but I'm prepared for every eventuality. What about you?"
"Wow .... I don't know .... I wasn't .... expecting.... anything like that." Danny waved his hand up and down as I did a twirl.
"Still want to go?" I asked, sensing his nervousness, "because I do."
A sly grin lit up his face "I'm in!"
Danny was suspiciously quiet on the taxi ride, but kept glancing at me and grinning, leaving me in some doubt as to what he really knew about Brad's parties and what I knew too.
Brad greeted us at the door of their large detached house in a swish part of town; greeting both of us with a bear hug, but twirled me round to see me from front and back then playfully tapped my arse as he hugged me.
My heart was racing as he led us into the palatial living room; and it went even faster when I saw another two couples already there with Dianne. All three women were wearing very sexy dresses; Dianne's was a white halter style, with a deep V that showed she wasn't wearing a bra, and the skirt was short enough to show part of the welt of her stockings. A short haired woman called Margaret in glasses was wearing a transparent blouse and a see-through bra with a short red skirt and tan stockings, which also showed the welt plus knee high red boots.
The other woman; Karen who had a big perm and large 'Diedre' glasses I'd seen at the golf club was wearing a wrap over dress that showed lots of cleavage too; and was loose enough that every time she moved you could see her stockings.
Danny was like a dog with two tails as we were introduced to everyone and cocktails were supplied. The introductions took a while as everyone had lots of questions for Danny and I; some of which were probing to see if we knew what we were actually getting into.
I think I did know; and Danny had to use all of his self control to stop his tongue lolling out of his mouth like a Labrador.
Satisfied that we weren't going to run away screaming when Dianne confirmed that they were Swingers; and she was convinced that we could keep a secret.
After a couple of large cocktails, music was put on and as if by magic, Brad and a stocky man with permed hair called Lee somehow manoeuvred me into a corner where their hands casually caressed my arse as they complemented me on my outfit. When I didn't object they became more brazen running their hands up my dress and across my boobs, as they made small talk occasionally squeezing them which made me gasp.
I'd never been in a position like this metaphorically or in reality before, so didn't know how to react as they slid my dress up to my hips revealing my sexy underwear to the room .... and my husband too, if he hadn't had his back to me ogling Dianne's tits which were now on show as she sat on the other man; Rob's knee who was fondling and jiggling them.
When Lee went to get more drinks, Brad slid his hand inside my French knickers then whispered, "Hairy?" I nodded as he ran his fingers through my pubes, "I've not seen a hairy quim in years .... Dianne and the others all shave."
I'd seen this in films; but never considered it.
"Should I shave mine?" I innocently replied as his finger found its way into my slit, making me gasp again.
"It's not necessary .... like everything else; it's all up to you what you do."
His finger delved deeper until he was nearly lifting me up onto tip toes; which made Lee raise his eyebrows when he returned with the drinks.
He placed the drinks on a table nearby and went behind where he wrapped his arms around me to grope my tits while Brad continued fingering me, while touching my clit with his palm and gently kissed my neck.
Brad especially smelled amazing; whatever cologne he used must have been very expensive as it totally captivated me; and I was soon rocking my hips and arse with the rhythm and could feel Lee pressing his cock against my arse as he alternated between caressing my tits and roughly juggling them.
"Have you ever been fucked by two men at once.... spit roasted?" Brad whispered.
I shook my head. "Would you like to?" I didn't answer immediately, then nodded nervously. "What would your husband think?" Lee asked, "would he want to watch?"
I pretty much thought I knew the answer; and looked across the room to see Dianne now without her dress or knickers, and only wearing a very sexy ivory corset with 8 straps holding up her FF stockings, was on bouncing on the other mans' cock while she sucked Danny's cock and the women were sitting nearby kissing and fingering each other. "Should we take your dress off?" Lee asked as he pulled the zip down and eased it off without waiting for my reply.
"Do you want to go upstairs; or stay down here?" Brad grinned as he popped my boobs out of my bra and began suckling my stiff nipples then handed me my drink which I gulped down.
I wasn't sure what Lee was doing behind me until I felt his cock push between my legs and see-saw against the gusset of my sodden knickers.
"Upstairs or here?" Brad repeated as my knickers were being eased down my legs.
Shaking with nervousness and excitement I looked across at my husband who was now lying naked on a fluffy sheepskin rug with Margaret slowly riding his cock and Dianne sitting on his face rubbing her pussy across his nose and mouth, while Karen and Margaret's husband were lying nearby in a 69.
"Here." I mouthed. "Take your knickers and bra off, then." Brad grinned and stepped back to watch the show as I unhooked my bra and dropped it on the floor, then wriggled out of my knickers and playfully kicked them away.
"Get on your knees." Lee whispered quite firmly and took my arm to guide me down. He stepped around me and was now naked with a big swinging dick which he tapped my face with, "take it all like a good girl." He sniggered as Brad quickly took his clothes.
Lee's cock was visibly longer than my husbands and went straight to the back of my throat with one thrust as soon as I parted my lips, which made me gag.
"Lee!" Brad chided his friend, "be gentle for fucks sake ... we don't want to break her!" Both men laughed as I caught my breath only for Brad to turn my face towards his cock which I eagerly took into my mouth and began sucking it like a lollipop. "See ... that's the way to do it .... treat her nice and see how she repays you." Which made them both laugh again, before stroking my tender tits and hair while I alternated between cocks, sucking one while I wanked the other just like I'd seen girls do in my husband's porn collection.
Part of me didn't care that I was sucking two strangers' cocks in a room full of people; but another part of me was now a wanton exhibitionist that wanted everyone including my husband to watch me.
Soon I was getting 4 or 5 inches of both men's cock-heads in my mouth which brought a clap from Dianne and the other man who were standing close by watching us.
My mind was a blur now and I was totally in their hands as the men led me to an armchair which Brad sat on then waved for me to turn around to sit on his cock with my back to him. I sensitively complied, slowly lowering myself onto his long hard cock until I 'bottomed out' with a long satisfying sigh.
Lee stood in front of me and offered his cock again, which I gleefully took in my mouth and began sucking fiercely as Brad began roughly fucking me with deep hard thrusts, while groping my swinging tits.
"Go on ... you have a go too." Dianne seemed to push the other man forward, and soon I replaced sucking Lee's cock with this shorter, fatter one. At first I wasn't sure about it, as it tasted 'odd' but quickly realised that he'd just been fucking my friend and it was a mix of his jizz and her juices .... which set me off onto a whole new gear!
Although I'd never vocalised this before; but after watching similar things on video this had been my #1 fantasy for months .... only for Brad to take it to another level, with his wife's help.
"How about you fuck all three of her holes?" She chuckled; "she looks up for it." She then took a long sip of wine, as the two men stepped back. "Are you?"
The odd thing was that even in films I'd never heard a woman use that word before; and rarely a man either .... which was a sign of the times I suppose. Panting for breath, I looked over at Danny who was now lying propped up against the sofa with a drink in one hand and Karen sucking his cock.
"Yes.... yes ... I am." I panted as she handed me a drink which I gulped down again. "What do I do?"
"Who wants to go where?" She asked the men, "Brad? Do you want to choose?"
Her husband eased me off his cock as he thought, and my legs were shaking as I stood sipping yet another fruity cocktail.
"Lee? Do you want to to sit forward?" The chubby man grinned and squeezed my arse as he moved past me. "Gordy, are you happy with a blow job?"
"I guess so." He smiled, "I'm not sure what I've got left anyway." "Just wait till she sucks your dick ..... it'll get hard quick enough!"
"That just leaves you my dear." Dianne chuckled before kissing her husband, "the bullseye?"
"You know me, gorgeous .... I just love fucking a bit of tight arse." "Well," Dianne giggled, "that rules me out these days." which made the others chuckle too.
"Oh." Dianne raised her hand to stop proceedings, "Sam sweetie ... you do do anal don't you?" I nervously shook my head. Even in porn it was a rarity and Danny had never mentioned it. "Oh dear." She gasped, "that changes everything." "You're sure you want to do this; you know for Brad and the others to fuck your arse tonight?"
I did .... I really did! Looking again at my husband he was kneeling in front of Margaret who was bent double on the sofa with her legs splayed and he was licking not just her recently fucked fanny but I could tell that he was licking her arsehole too.
"Yes." I nodded, "yes please." Which got a loud laugh from those surrounding me. I knew we had to be quick before I lost my nerve.
She pondered a moment, then whispered to Karen who was now standing next to us. She then scampered off and came back with a tube of what was lubricant.
"Okay sweetheart, kneel on the chair and open your legs." I did as commanded, only for Gordon to begin stroking my nylons, which sent a tingle through my loins and relaxed me. "Shall I do the honours?" Dianne asked but didn't wait for an answer, telling me to pull my arse cheeks apart, then stroked my puckered anus which sent yet another tingle through my lower half. "Are you ready?"
"Yes... yes..." I panted; desperate with anticipation. "Oh my God!" I gasped as she probed my hole with a finger, pulling it open then squirting the gel in.
"And again." Dianne told me. I pulled my cheeks apart and this time she pushed her finger even deeper then pulled it to one side, then squirted more gel into my arse.
"How does that feel?" She asked and I wiggled my hips to show how happy I was. "Okay; who wants to do the honours? You?"
I heard Danny say, "Sorry .... I'm finished .... no matter how tempting, I doubt I can get another hard on .... happy to watch though."
I wiggled my hips again and slapped my arse, then pulled the cheeks apart again.
"Brad?" Lee asked.
"Oh go on then." he chuckled, "pass the lube." With my head facing away I couldn't see anyone and was now riddled with anticipation. When Brad took hold of my hips I began breathing very shallowly and felt a pain in my chest; but that disappeared when I felt his knob-head press against my puckered and greased arse hole.
"Are you ready?" He asked. I nodded, then wiggled my hips. "Cheeky fucker!" He laughed then slapped my arse cheek, then slowly pushed his cock past the tightness of my ring .... making me go "Aaaaaggghhhh .... oooohhhh." He pulled back to the edge, then pushed again making me bite my bottom lip .... but the sensations of having his cock up my arse were mind blowing.
After a minute or two I relaxed enough for Brad to pick up the pace and begin fucking my arse in earnest; making me squeak and gasp with every thrust.
"Is it stretched enough now??" I heard Lee ask . " It most certainly is my friend." Brad chuckled, easing his cock back out then playfully spanking my arse again.
It appeared that Brad was now going to sit on the chair and I would straddle him while Lee fucked my arse and Gordy got his cock sucked.
"Just relax baby." Brad whispered as I lowered myself onto his cock again; then he kissed me and played with my tits while sucking on my already tingling nipples. This managed to distract me, so I was startled when I felt Lee pressing his knob-head against my numb arse ring, and I wasn't totally prepared when he forced his lubed up cock up in one push, taking my breath away and let out a prim-evil grunt.
"It's okay Sam," Brad whispered, "just relax .... relax.... then you'll enjoy it." Lee obviously didn't take heed and began fucking my stretched arsehole as if it was a wet pussy.
"Oh my God .... oh my God!" I panted as his cock filed my arse making it ache like never before.
I had to push my face into Brad's shoulder as I tried desperately to 'relax' .... only to find Brad gently fucking my pussy as Lee forcefully fucked my arse, the two of them stretching the membrane separating both orifices.
Brad was correct; it took me well over a minute to get my breathing right, as both men fucked my arse and pussy with very little regard for my feelings .... which was becoming a turn on.
Although soon in a distant world of my own, with two much older men fucking my arse and pussy while a third cock was rowing harder by the second in my mouth, I was aware of the female voices behind me. "She does like the cock, doesn't she?" "Look at her, she's on fire ....she's going to be very popular in the group." "I've never seen anyone get turned so quickly .... it took me weeks before I sucked another man's cock in front of the group." "She won't be able to sit down for a week after Lee's finished fucking her arse!"
I eventually through my head backwards and began breathing noisily through my nose; then sensed someone beside my head and it was Gordy waggling his rubbery cock towards my mouth, so nose flaring and eyes almost manically open I opened my mouth and when he filled it with semi-flaccid dick, the women in the room all cheered and clapped, which urged Lee and Brad on, fucking my holes even harder and faster.
"Huh .... huh ...HUH .... OH FUCK ..... HUUHHHHH!" I heard in my ear as Lee forced his forehead against my spine and with three rough thrusts, filled my arse with cum, which dribbled out when he pulled out as my sphincter was now stretched and aching like mad.
This tipped Brad over the edge and his last few thrusts were so forceful I felt like I might shoot off his cock; and it felt lovely as my pussy felt that warm sensation when it filled up with his copious cum.
Gordy's cock had noticeably stiffened in my mouth which made him laugh, "you're right .... she is a fucking amazing cocksucker - look how fucking hard she's made it!"
Emotionally shattered I put my hand on his thigh and pushed him away, while Brad slowly emptied his balls one last time inside me; eventually leaving me to rest against him hearing his heart beat as fast as my own as I rested my head on his hairy chest.
When I stood up I was shaking like a leaf and unsteady on my legs. "I think I need a cigarette." I told no one in particular. "Come with me." Margaret smiled, as she lead me through the living room past her naked and semi-naked friends, including my husband who smiled but gave me a quizzical look, presumably as he'd never seen me smoke in all the time we'd known each other.
The whole night had been surreal, but not more so than standing at the kitchen door, smoking with another woman and both of us only wearing stockings, suspenders and sexy shoes.
Once sure we were away from prying ears, she asked "Are you okay my dear? That was quite some performance in there." "Performance?" I sighed, "Wow ... what a buzz! That was amazing .... I mean .... wow .... with everyone watching! But, what will everyone think of me?" I looked up and took a drag off my cigarette. Sensing I was on the verge of tears she rubbed my arm to console me; "Sweetie you are a star! Even I got turned on watching you and I've been coming to these parties for over ten years!"
We were soon joined by a nervous looking Dianne, who like us was topless and knickerless .... which seems utterly bizarre looking back now.
"I'm sorry was a bit ... rough with you." Dianne smiled and touched my arm, "he gets a bit carried away ...sometimes doesn't realise people have different boundaries to him."
It's okay." I mumbled, looking away and taking a long drag from my cigarette, then exhaling I turned back to her; "tell the truth? Bloody Hell..... I liked it that way.... loved it ..... it was such a massive turn on him .... you know .... 'being rough' ... like that."
"I'll tell him you said that." The other woman giggled, making her boobs jiggle, "but beware .... that was nothing compared to what he's capable of!"
I raised my eyebrows and shrugged as the women smiled 'knowingly' at each other.
What had I let myself in for?
Ten minutes later Dianne tentatively led me to the bathroom where she helped me clean up; apparently enjoying wiping and washing my pussy and aching arsehole, judging by the pressure and her giggles, then for some reason surrounding decorum, I put my knickers back on to rejoin the others in the living room.
The men no longer made any pretence regarding sucking their tummies in as they gathered drinking and laughing at one side of the room while we ladies sat on the sofa and chairs, chatting about bits n bobs, like sexily undressed members of the WI.
It appeared that there were about 12 other couples from the area in their 'group', some more active than others and at one time or another had met at the Golf Club; and Danny and I were currently the youngest members by about 10 years.
At around 11 the party dissipated and taxis arrived to take the us happy loving couples home; and it was only then that the magnitude of what I ..... WE had just done; but Danny kept squeezing my arm and smiling, then in the taxi unusually held my hand tightly, and kissed me on the cheek and smiled a couple of times during the twenty minute journey.
Once home the atmosphere was a bit cloudy; with neither of us capable of the words needed to talk about the party.
"Tea? Coffee?" He asked. "Tea please?"
We stood watching the kettle boil in silence. Danny looked sheepish as he handed me my cup; "I think I'm getting a hard-on again!" He spluttered then laughed out loud. "You ... you" he struggled to find the words, "were fucking awesome .... so fucking sexy when you took them all on! Three men ... all at once Sam .... FUCKING HELL it was sexy!"
"Really?" "Sure" he spluttered then looked confused. "You did enjoy it didn't you? You certainly looked like you did."
"God yes .... I loved it ... but you know ... now ... cold light of day and all that .... I'm worried about how you feel about me ... and them." I started to get a bit teary.
"I'll show you how I feel." he grinned then turned me until I was pressed against the kitchen table. "Get on there."
"What do you mean?" "Get your arse on there!" he sounded forceful for the first time in our marriage, which made my heart race again as I tentatively sat on the table, legs swinging.
"Lie back." I did so, then felt Danny stroking my legs ever so gently then kissing the nylon until my dress was around my waist and he was kissing and stroking my suspenders and pubic mound. With his fingers just inside the waistband of my knickers he looked up and winked; "I will show you how much I enjoyed watching you get fucked tonight."
He slowly pulled the knickers off, shuffled my legs over his shoulders then began kissing my inner thighs, while forcing my legs backwards until I was nearly bent double, then began kissing my recently fucked pussy, as he fingers gently parted the labia. Danny then ran his tongue from clit to arse hole, then back again.
How could he do this? Both holes still had an other man's cum in them; but this didn't stop him ... in fact the opposite as he poked his tongue inside my hot pussy, where he had to be tasting spunk! Then as I wiggled he moved his tongue to my stretched and tender arse hole which I knew had been leaking; my God it sent shivers up my spine when he began licking it and sliding a finger in to pull it wider making my grab onto the table edges.
Still with his finger in my tingling arsehole he returned his tongue to my engorged clit where he nibbled and chewed like an over enthusiastic puppy .... making my shiver and shake until the inevitable happened and I came .... boy did I cum! Groaning and squealing like never before. As I wriggled I knew something different was happening as I'd never had an orgasm so intense. When he stood up I was still shaking and had to clamp my thighs together to stop any more 'stuff' coming out; but Danny was grinning like a Cheshire Cat.
"Fucking Hell Sam .... you pissed all over my face..... it was amazing!"
I could barely speak as I fought to get my breath back.
"I think our life might just be changing." Danny smiled as I parted my thighs to feel how really wet my pussy was .... it was soaking and sticky with a puddle on the table.
"You kinky sod." I laughed. "Too fucking true I am .... you too!" he laughed, licking his finger.
I had lunch with Dianne at the start of the week just so she could confirm too that I was happy with how the party had gone. Satisfied I was, were invited to a larger gathering the following Friday night at her house ... "Same rules." she whispered as we hugged before leaving; "but maybe I will get a taste of what my husband has been raving about," then winked and we parted.
I was wearing the same outfit on the Friday as I had no time to go shopping; but only Dianne and Brad from the previous week were there ..... alongside 6 or 7 other couples. The format was pretty similar; the women were all wearing very sexy and revealing outfits and the men 'smart casual'. Again we were the youngest people there, with one good looking couple in their mid 30's and the others their 40's or 50's. We all introduced ourselves then as the music came on and a second round of drinks were handed around, people seemed to naturally pair off or move into small groups.
Just like the previous week Brad casually eased me to a small group of four older men in a corner who began complimenting me on my dress and 'how sexy' I was. It didn't take long for a chubby grey haired man to say "You don't mind if I have a look down under, do you my dear?" Then before I answered he lifted my dress way up high showing off my stocking tops, suspender belt and knickers which got more approving comments.
"Oh look." One man chuckled, "they are starting without us." I turned to see Brad standing next to Danny, both with their pants around their ankles getting blow jobs off two women in their skimpy underwear.
"Bradley tells us you aren't shy either, my dear." The silver haired fox grinned, "is there any chance you could do the same for me and my friends too?"
I finished my drink then caressed their groins to see who had the hardest cock, and funnily enough it was the silver fox.
"I'll take my dress off while you prepare yourselves I giggled. Then just in my sexy black underwear fell to my knees and took turns sucking all four cocks while they caressed my hair and tits, complimenting me all the while.
What another amazing night that was, I took three men at the same time .... twice meaning six different men. Dianne got her opportunity too, taking me into her bedroom where she repeated Danny's actions of the previous week; sucking the spunk out of my pussy and arse.
That started a lifestyle that lasted 12 years, with Brad and Dianne leading us from one adventure to another.
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