Sisters, Friends, and Lovers - Book Two
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Chapter 43: Another Party
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 43: Another Party - Steve is surprised/shocked! The two girls he’s dating are sisters! A threesome forms then a third sister joins. Friends arrive causing additional loving and sexual relationships. He hides nothing as his sphere expands. He involves guy friends to help out with his ‘harem’. A wedding and highly sexual five-day ‘reception’ cap off the story, along with the perfect living situation. The author has a quite a few other books/series you might also consider, including collections to save you money.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Consensual Romantic BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Incest Group Sex Anal Sex Exhibitionism Masturbation Oral Sex Voyeurism
Monday, after a full-day’s work, a quick dinner at the hotel, and a change of clothes, Jane, Marge, and I drove to Brady’s home for the ‘weekly’ swing party. He was hosting for us, and I thanked him profusely for his helping us in this way. To salve my conscience, we stopped and I bought two cases of white wine to contribute to the party fare.
I don’t think I’d been in their house thirty seconds before Edie leapt into my arms and made me promise to be her first lover of the night. I agreed, but did tell her that I didn’t plan on making her pass out. I told her we’d be tender and careful lovers this evening, and that I’d give her a romantic experience instead of a hot fuck. Edie explained she didn’t care what the experience was so long as she was with me. I was glad Brady hadn’t heard his wife say that, particularly her romantic and loving tone of voice.
The party that night consisted of eight couples, two single women, and four single men, not counting Jane, Marge, and me. When Brady was sure we were all there he invited us to start at our own pace.
Edie immediately grabbed me and pulled me down the hallway to the master bedroom in her house. “I want you to make love to me in my own bed, right where I sleep, and right next to where Brady sleeps. I want to be able to close my eyes in the darkness of this room and dream that it’s you about to plunge your beautiful cock into me, that it’s you who is making me cum over and over, and that it’s you I cuddle up with when we decide to sleep.”
“I’m flattered. I also don’t want to get Brady mad at me, Edie. If we’re headed down a road where that will happen, I think we should stop.”
“Oh, don’t worry. Brady is currently infatuated with Robyn, the hot little fuck that you did a number on the last time you were here. She’s into him, too, although she’s married to a nice guy named Nick. Nick is into Caroline, and she’s married to ... oh, you get the idea. No one is out to break up his or her marriage or anyone else. We just want to have fun fucking and feeling special and often romantic with new people once in a while. We’ve been at this for ten years, so trust me. Everything is cool.”
“I’ll take you at face value on this. Just remember what I said about not wanting to upset Brady.”
From behind me I heard Brady’s voice, “Steve, thank you. I hope you’re not embarrassed that I heard that; you shouldn’t be. The attitude you have is exactly what we want each of our friends in this group to have. Edie’s right, too; we trust each other and we’re not about breaking-up things. If Edie goes head over heels for you, that’s okay because in six months, hate to tell you, it’ll be someone else.” We both nodded and chuckled while Edie stuck her lower lip out in a mock pout.
Behind Brady, I saw Robyn standing in her birthday suit. She gave me a big smile, and I instantly recalled the hot time we’d had rolling around in one of the beds a week earlier.
I nodded at Brady. He waved over his shoulder in a friendly way, and exited the bedroom with Robyn in tow. She mouthed back at me, ‘Later!’
I dedicated the next hour to Edie, and at the end of that time, I certainly had a loving sex slave who would do just about anything I asked of her. I know other guys try to give their partners orgasms, but somehow I had been blessed with an innate knowledge of the female body, erogenous zones, the right words to say when, and some inner know-how about using fingers, lips, tongue, and cock in the right combinations to deliver one climax after another to my partner.
I did this to Edie, driving her right into the space where one climax rolled into the next and into the next and into the next. Edie was insatiable, and by the end of the hour, she still wanted to please me if I wanted any form of sex from her, and she was now willing to do anything I asked of her. She’d had so many orgasms she’d finally pleaded with me to stop and give her some recovery time.
Of course, what also happened during the hour is that Edie really fell in love with me some more, or what she called love. I knew it was love of the sex and love of the orgasms and their frequency and intensity, but to her I was her sexual master who could do no wrong. I did try to dissuade her of that opinion, but eventually gave up.
Edie squirmed around into my arms with my cum leaking out of her quim. She volunteered her ass to me, but I didn’t feel like messing with all the lube so I suggested another night. She offered blowjobs, toe jobs, hand jobs, finger jobs, exhibitionism, and even pimping for me by procuring other women at the party for me to fuck. Eventually, I suggested that she see if Robyn was free, providing she was not with Brady, and I asked that she go and fuck at least four other men before midnight to make me happy. I asked her to make TJ one of them.
Edie ran off like a happy gazelle to do my bidding.
I had just washed up in the bathroom and stepped back into the bedroom when Robyn appeared. She smiled coyly at me, “Thank you for asking for me. Brady fucked me, and then he went off with Vera Wild.”
I held out my arms to her, and Robyn flowed into them. We kissed and made out with our naked bodies seductively rubbing against one another. Robyn reached between us and started to toy with my cock, quickly restoring my hard-on. She whispered, “Come and fuck me again. Make love to me.”
I did just that, and after forty-five minutes I had yet another sex slave. Robyn was a little easier to talk down from that state, and she willingly accepted her sexual emancipation before we left to go into the main part of the house for refreshments and to take a break.
Robyn and I went to the kitchen. I peeked into the adjacent family room just as I heard a familiar voice pleading for someone to be gentle and careful, that she’d never done anything like ‘this’ before.
Marge lay on her back on top of Brady. His cock was buried in her ass, obviously aided by copious amount of lubricating gel. In front of her, another man was carefully starting to insert his hard cock into her pussy. Marge’s eyes were about the size of saucers, as she watched his erect cock slide into her pussy just above where Brady’s cock moved about in her ass.
Next to Marge, Jane knelt and held her friend’s hand. She was talking Marge through her first double penetration, and from the changing look on Marge’s face, I guessed that she was enjoying it for the most part.
Robyn and I turned back to the kitchen. I had a tall wine cooler with Chardonnay. The wine slid down easily. I asked Robyn, “You ever do what Marge is doing?”
Robyn nodded, “Several times. I have to be in the mood. It’s so decadent. My husband likes to be one of the men to do me. He really gets off on it, and he loves to see me get in the zone where I’m like I was with you a little while ago – where I’ll do anything.”
“You ever do a gangbang?”
“Not really. I’ve fucked six or seven guys over the course of an evening – most every woman here has done that, but not like all together – bang, bang, bang.”
I heard the scream of an orgasm overtaking Marge in the next room. We went and watched, as the guy fucking her cunt leaned in and kissed her – the two of them wildly moving their tongues together between their bodies. Cum leaked out of both of her holes.”
Marge slid down Brady’s body onto the sofa beside him. She saw me, “Oh, Steve. Come and hold me for a little bit.” She thanked Brady and the other man, and we passed each other as they went into the kitchen for refreshment and I went to Marge. Robyn came with me.
Marge said, “I’ve never done that before ... taken two cocks at once ... well, I’d been fucked while I gave a blowjob, but not one in my ass and one in my pussy. That was ... an experience to remember.”
Robyn chuckled, “Would you have done it when you were younger if you had known?”
Marge laughed, “I would have done ALL this stuff when I was younger if I had known. I am so making up for lost time. I may kill myself, and I may kill my husband, but I’m going to go out being a slut and having one big orgasmic experience.”
Jane came over and kissed me. She whispered to me, “Can we go in about an hour or so. I have an eight-a.m. meeting I can’t miss, and I want to be little fresh for it rather than fucking my way to four-thirty in the morning and then drag-assing around the office all day.”
I laughed and nodded. I teased, “Go fuck someone, and then we’ll head out.”
Marge heard out interchange. She said, “Oh, goody. I can get some fresh cock before we go home. I wanted to see if I could seduce that nice young man with the blond hair that looks like a surfer dude.”
Robyn laughed, “That’s Nick, my husband. Wait here, I’ll be sure you have a shot at him.”
Robyn scurried out of the living room and returned a moment later with Nick. She introduced him to Marge, and that was all that was required. Marge and Nick were both horny and looking to expand their horizons. We’d barely left the sofa when the two started to make out like they’d been hot lovers all their lives.
Robyn went off in a different direction. I saw Jane engaging a tall man in his late twenties, and before I could even turn away, I saw her drop to her knees and start to fellate the guy. He looked like he had just entered heaven.
I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned. “You free. I’m Ivy. I’d like to be with you and hopefully you’d like to be with me.” She flashed a bright smile at me.
Ivy put her hand on my bare chest, and I couldn’t help but look into her eyes. Ivy was gorgeous, and truly of model quality. She had a green sash around her waist, but it hid nothing, and only amplified her charms above and below the waist. Her dark hair hung past her shoulders and teased her full breasts that were tipped with large areolas and excited nipples as large as the end of my little finger. She had lip gloss on, and I guessed it made her look older, because on evaluation, I wondered if she were over the age of consent. Her labia were swollen and wet, obviously because she’d already been copulating. Her inner lips extended outwards and invited my finger into her wet slit.
I leaned down and kissed her. “I’m Steve,” I said as I finished our first kiss. Her eyes blinked open. She’d put her all into the kiss and I could tell.
She said, “I think I’m going to really enjoy being with you. That kiss said a lot.”
I took her hand and led her down the hallway to the bedroom wing. As we walked, I asked, “Not to be a prude or anything, but are you ... errr...”
Ivy laughed, “Legal? Yes, I’m twenty. I’m a neighbor of Brady and Edie’s.”
“How did you ... get involved in this.” I waved my hand around.
“A couple of years ago, I was walking my dog down the cul-de-sac one night when they were having one of these parties. I could see into the windows where people were fucking. The living room does look out at the street.”
“What then?”
“I took my dog home and came back. I watched at the windows for a while and figured out exactly what was happening. I just opened the front door, took my clothes off, and grabbed the next guy that went by – a good-looking guy fortunately.”
“And you just started to fuck?”