After the threesome with Karen, she went quiet with a steady boyfriend. Mark had moved out, and my life was busy with training at work and a looming deployment. We would cross paths on occasions, but nothing sexual transpired. Knowing we were going away, a few mates and I decided it would be good to have one last party and decided my apartment would be a good place. I asked Karen if she would mind, and she said she would be away with her boyfriend that weekend.

We asked most of the guys we worked with, and we had about 30 people indicate they would come along. Most of the guys were single, but a few had girlfriends. So we organised a few porn movies, strippers and looked for a couple of girls to serve drinks in lingerie. About a week before the party Karen told me she had broken up with her boyfriend and did I mind if she joined the party night. So I jokingly asked if she would serve drinks and share our plan for a girl in lingerie. I was excited that Karen would love to be a hostess at the party and would go and buy something new and sexy for the night. A few days later, she came home and showed me a lacy red bra with a latch in front, a red and garter belt and black stockings. With her long dark hair and red lips stick, she was going to be amazing.

Party night arrived, and we had everything organised. Karen looked terrific in her light see thru robe and red underwear: porn movies, gambling table, and a stripper at 10:00 pm. We invited the neighbours to avoid complaints, and our guests arrived with our music playing loudly. It was a great night, and the stripper arrived at 10:00 to cheer from the crowd.

She was a short, slim brunette with smallish breasts but very athletic. She danced and stripped, grinding herself on different guys and getting them to help remove her clothes. I noticed Karen was only wearing her red underwear, and the crutch of her red G-String was a loose fit. From the right angle, I could see her smooth mound. With Karen being single again, I knew there was a good chance I would have sex with Karen that night. One of our neighbours was a couple from the Indian sub-continent, and this was the first time I had met them. She was enjoying the stripper and getting into the party. Her husband was a quiet guy but was enjoying the red wine.

When the stripper had left, the party had taken a more sexual feeling with the porn movies and Karen getting a lot of attention. Our Indian neighbour Eshana was sitting watching porn, her legs crossed on the couch, and making remarks about various positions the actors were in that she wanted to try. Her husband Mani was very drunk and watching Karen flirting with guys. I was amused as the guys wanted Karen to lose the bra, but she was playing hard to get.

Eshana was learning to play cards with six guys just after midnight when we found Mani passed out in the bathroom. She asked me to help get him home. A couple of the guys picked him up, and I walked/dragged him back to their apartment. She opened the door, and I dragged him to their bed and threw him in the middle. He mumbled something, and she removed his shirt and asked me to help. She thanked me for inviting them, and they had a good time and apologised for Mani being drunk.

She was short, and kneeling on the bed next to me in a long dress, I could see she was overweight and had large breasts. Mani was playing with his half-erect cock, mumbled something, and then pushed Ashana’s face towards his cock. She playfully slapped him on the arm, leaned over, and took all of him in her mouth as he groaned. He was still half asleep and started to undo the bottoms on the top of her dress. She had no bra on, and her breasts soon spilt out. Her dark nipples were erect, and her breasts’ soft, smooth skin was very erotic.

I ran my hand up her leg, and she didn’t move as he teased her nipples and caressed her soft breasts. Then, when I reached her arse, she moaned softly and ran my fingers through her pubs and over the soft wet lips of her vagina. I smelled my fingers, and her scent was strong. I returned to caressing her pussy lips and clit, and I started gently masturbating her clit. My other hand released my trousers, and I stroked my cock as I fingered her. As I climbed onto the bed, she looked around and smiled. I moved not to wake Mani and slid my head between her lips. She pushed back but kept his cock in her mouth, and I held her hips, slowly going deeper. She moaned, and he moved rolled his head to one side. I froze, waiting to see what was going to happen. She stroked him, pushed back, and looked at me, biting her lower lip. So I started fucking her again. She was taking my cock quickly as she was very wet and loose. Fucking her like this was erotic. The contrast of my thick white cock, against her flawless brown skin, her pink lips shiny with her juices, was a site I would not forget. I could feel she was getting close. Her movement was becoming more robust and faster, and I thought he would wake, but I was close as well and holding her; I drove into her a couple of times and shot my load deep into her.