Chapter 2: At the party

Megan and John’s home is huge, situated on a large, wooded lot with a pool and hot tub behind the house. Due to the heat of the day, however, all party goers were inside, relishing the cool air conditioning. Megan embraced us with hugs, then led us into their large family room where John was acting as bartender. He greeted us warmly, introduced us to an attractive couple at their built-in bar and took our drink orders, an on the rocks Glenlivet for me, and a Bombay gin gimlet for Jeff. We wandered around then for a while, greeting friends we knew and meeting new people.

“See any prospects, baby?” Jeff asked.

“Several. Every guy here, actually, since I’m pretty sure they all have cocks,” I replied, “and that’s all I care about. I’m not here to develop a relationship. I’m here to fuck someone while you watch me do it. And I AM going to do it tonight, Jeff. Are you sure you’re okay with that, because I’m so fucking horny tonight. Letting that truck driver see me really made my pussy wet. I think I can almost smell my essence,” I said.

“Are you trying to make me come, darling?” Jeff asked, grinning.

“Later for you, my love. First another cock is going to be fucking me for you. Now let me go do some hunting while you mingle,” I said, wandering away from Jeff. Then I saw him. The guy was standing alone, staring at me with a smirky grin on his face. As I walked over to him I noticed his gaze dropping to my tits, a good portion of them on display in the low-cut dress I was wearing.

“See something you like?” I teased, pleased to see he was still mesmerized by my breasts.

“As a matter of fact, yes, I do,” he grinned.

“They’re just tits,” I grinned back. “Not nearly as interesting as my pussy,” I brazenly replied.

“Well I can’t see your pussy, can I?” he said.

“Would you like to?” I asked. “I’m not wearing panties tonight.”

“I guess you’ll have to prove that,” he said. “Come with me.” Then he led me down a hallway and into Megan’s library, a large, walnut paneled room. When we were inside he said, “Well?” With trembling fingers I reached down and raised my short skirt to my waist, exposing my naked pussy to the stranger.

“So. Do you like it?” I asked.

“Very much,” he said, moving closer. “Is it fragrant?”

“My husband likes my scent. Why don’t you find out for yourself?” I said. So he did. He reached down and rubbed two fingers through my wetness, then held them under his nose, inhaling deeply.

“Your husband has good taste,” he grinned, then sucked his fingers, something that made a rush of excitement course rush through me. “Are you here with him?” he asked.

“I am,” I said.

“But you’re in here with me, exposing yourself to me, letting me touch your pussy?” he said.

“Yes. It was he who suggested I not wear panties tonight,” I breathed.

“And what else did he suggest you do?”

“He wanted me to find a man like you and wants me to take you out to the back yard and have you fuck me while he watches,” I said, a layer of sweat coating my lips and filling my underarms.

“And do you want that as well?” he asked.

“I do,” I said.

“Then what are we waiting for,” he grinned. And we turned and left the library to make our way to the back door and into the yard.

We slipped out the door and he led me back to a secluded area of the yard. Enough light was coming from the house so we could see where we were going, and I wondered if Jeff had seen us and if he was in the yard with us as well. Once we’d moved far enough into the darkness we stopped and he kissed me, his hands on my tits. I had my back against a tree and when I looked over his shoulders I saw Jeff. He was a few yards away and already had his cock out, stroking it as he watched us.

“Take your cock out. I want to taste it before you fuck me,” I gasped. So he did it. He unzipped his trousers and took out an enormous cock. It was semi-erect, and when I reached down to grasp it I looked at Jeff again, then said, “I hope you enjoy this.” Then I dropped to my knees and while staring directly at my masturbating husband, I took the cock into my mouth and began sucking and tonguing it. He was leaking already, so I slid my lips off the cock and said, loud enough for Jeff to hear me, “You’re pre-cum tastes delicious. If your cum is as sweet as your pre-cum my husband is going to love sucking it out of my cunt after you come in me.”