The other advantage of moving out of the barracks was the opportunity to meet new people. Karen had introduced me to her friends, and that contributed to my expanding group of friends. This new group of friends also opened up opportunities to go to parties and other social events. One of the memorable parties was a fancy dress party, and the theme was horror movies.

The party was at a private house, and on arrival, it was already busy with people dancing in the living room and kitchen that spilt out onto the deck and pool area—I went as Dracula with a cape and false teeth for effect. Some of the other costumes were not horror, but the lack of clothing by some of the women was very appealing.

In the early evening, a guy was seen racing across the street back to his house. Apparently, a couple of the party guests had visited his place and his daughters. I was told later someone watched two guys jump the back fence. Some partygoers gathered on the front lawn, and it was fun to watch him running around the house trying to find them.

Watching this with the other partygoers was a lady in a black satin dress with a witch’s hat and make-up, red lips stuck. Her satin dress was open at the sides, and she was standing in front of me. I asked her what was happening, and she explained the guy running around was her husband. As she answered, she leaned back her face close to mine, so without thinking, I lowered my lips to hers, and we kissed. She was willing and turned towards me as we kissed longer. Then, she turned back to watch her husband disappear into the backyard, yelling as he went.

I stepped closer, caressing her hips, and wrapped my arms around her across her lower stomach. Her hands slowly caressed mine as I raised my hand to her breast and nibbled her neck. Finally, she signed and opened her neck to give me better access to her. As I teased her neck, my hands lightly brushed the edge of her breasts, and she made no effort to stop me. I slid my hands under her dress, exploring the warmth of her skin and erect nipples; looking up, most people were more interested in the commotion across the road than a young guy beside me who smiled at my progress.

It was erotic standing there with all these people, and I had my hands massaging another man’s wife. Her breasts were warm, and her nipples hard as I lightly brushed them and tweaked them with my thumb and forefinger. She whispered to me that it felt nice as I continued exploring her. I had moved the material of her dress to one side, exposing her to the guy beside me. She watched his face only inches from her. I was hoping he might have the courage to touch her or take her nipple in his mouth. Her breasts were firm and large, and her pale skin was an erotic contract against the black satin. Instead, she smiled, pulled the dress, and covered up and told me I was very bad.

I continued under her dress; my hand was above her panties. I could feel the elastic at my fingertips. I could feel her pubs as I slipped under the elastic, but she grabbed my hand as I did. Not so quickly, big boy, was her comment. It was in a public place, and my raging erection pocking her in the back told me it was time to slow things down. As I stepped back, her husband returned to the party, and she disappeared into the crowd.

In the kitchen, a group of girls were dancing with each other, and they were drunk and slipping out of their loose-fitting clothes. It was sexy watching them dance, and a group gathered quickly to watch. Being tall and of a large build, I stepped back to allow others to watch, and a small young girl stepped in front of me.

She started dancing and leaning back against me. It was a combination of alcohol and a crowded room, but I enjoyed the contact. To my surprise, she wore a tight dress that showed her figure and braless breasts. She grabbed the hem of her skirt and, raising her arms, removed the dress. She was down to dancing in her cotton panties. Everyone was fixated on her erotic dance moves. One of the guys came and danced up to her, lowered himself down and removed her panties to a resounding cheer from the crowd.

With one girl naked, other girls were to relinquish their clothing, as did some of the guys. This party would get exciting, so I headed to the pool area for cool air.

One of the guys who lived there and organised the party approached me. He told me one of the neighbours was not at the party. He asked if I would go with him and see if they were interested in joining. So we crossed over the road, and as we approached, a light was on at the back of the house.

We knocked on the front door and waited. Then, after waiting a while, we knocked again, and we heard a noise inside. As the door opened, a good-looking brunette with long hair in a bathrobe stood before us. We explained why we were there and invited them to the party. She told us her husband was asleep and she would decline our offer.

This guy I am with then asked her to show us what was under the robe. She tilted her head, smiled, and said no. He then asked if she had just had sex, and she stood back, hand on her hip and said, maybe. Her movements opened the top of her robe, and we could see the top of her firm, small breasts. He then continued, persisting she did have sex, and she said she would like to get off again. He continued saying she was considering showing us her naked body. Just as she was about to answer, her husband called out. She told him it was alright and to go back to sleep. There was a mumble from the bedroom, and then it was quiet.

To my surprise, she opened the screen door and stepped outside with us. Walking away from the door, she told us we should leave as she would get into trouble. The noise from the party was loud, the night was warm, and we were trying to convince this neighbour we should have sex. It all seemed crazy to me, but I felt she was interested. She then grabbed us by the hand and led us to the backyard. There were deck chairs and an outdoor couch bed on the deck area, and at one end of the deck area was a window, and we could see the light on inside.

She told us that was the bedroom and her husband was asleep, so we should be quiet, but from here, she could now see if he had moved. So we sat on either side of her couch, my hand immediately resting on her thigh. She said it had been a long time since she had cheated, but their sex life was boring, and we were right. She had sex and was not satisfied, and she had always wanted to have sex on the couch since they had bought it two years ago.

She stood up and removed her robe. She had perfect firm B-Cup breasts and trimmed pussy and was slim with great legs. She lay back in the middle of the couch and wriggled into the seat. She asked who wanted to be first to fuck her as she didn’t have long. My mate removed his clothes and was between her open legs like lightning. I pulled off my clothes and watched as he mounted her, and they started fucking, no kissing, just straight into it. I checked he was asleep as the couch was squeaking, and she was making little grunting noises and whispering fuck me as they continued.

It was exciting to watch, and she looked up at me. I stroked my cock she licked her lips. She enjoyed being watched and pulled her legs up as I knelt on the couch. My hand groped her breast, and I kissed her passionately, forcing my tongue into her mouth. She enjoyed a forceful touch as she moved her hips to force my mate to fuck her harder. I ran my hand over her stomach and used my index finger to tease her clit. She arched her back, her breathing was labouring, and my mate was getting close to his orgasm. He climbed further on her, trying to get deep inside her. Our noise was getting loud in all this passion, so I checked to ensure her husband was still asleep.

As I returned, they both came, it so erotic as she wrapped her legs around him. It was not that warm, but they were sweating from the intensity of the fucking. As he climbed off her, I could see she was open and wet, which I find very arousing. I pulled her up, turned her around and bent her over, holding onto a chair back as I did, a massive lump of semen dribbled onto the couch. I used my foot to open her legs more and rubbed the head of my cock up and down her swollen wet lips. As she lent forward and looked over her shoulder, I slid my cock into her. She called out oh fuck as I was thicker and longer than the other guy. I forced as much as possible into her. She moaned as she relaxed to take all of me. I held her by the hips and pulled back before pushing into her again. She called out again as my mate came up next to her. He groped her breast roughly, heightening her arousal even more.

I was now deep in her, and I held her tight so she could feel my width and length. Finally, she started to move, so I began to fuck her with long hard strokes. She was panting and moaning at each stroke. Looking over her shoulder, she was biting her lower lip and pleading to be fucked. Her pussy lips stretched around my cock, glistening with juices and cum.