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The Party Next Door

2004 was a rough year and I am looking forward to putting it behind me. It’s New Years Eve and I am in the tub soaking my worries away. My husband is out dropping the kids off at my parent’s house so we can paint the town red. I have this one bubble bath I always use when I want to think about sex. And the same scent is burning in the oil burner. In anticipation of the night to come I slip my middle finger in my pussy and rub my clit with the other hand. In the middle of an orgasm I feel lips on my nipple. I didn’t hear him, but he came home right on time. With a loud groan I lift my hips out of the tub so that he could eat me out. What was supposed to be a tub quickie became an all out romp when he decided to lift me out of the tub and lay my dripping wet body on the floor. That was when I opened my eyes and noticed that not only was he naked, but he was fully erect. Damn, how long had I been orgasmic in the tub and how long had he been home? It didn’t matter. He had laid me on my back but I rolled over so that he could enter me from behind. Doggie is my favorite position and it is that much more intense when it is the first position of the night. We made love on the bathroom floor him banging away for most of it. When he finally came I teased him playfully “see now look what you did, now I have to get clean again before we go out!” He pulled my hand and we both climbed into the shower. He always looks so good covered in soap, and I am so glad I bought that edible soap off the internet. Not every woman gets a chance to be licked clean.

It didn’t take us long to get dressed for the party. It is clothing optional. I put on my favorite bra and g-string, along with my long red coat. He opted just for the coat. We walked over to our neighbors excited, with plenty of bounce in our step thanks to our bathroom adventures. When we walked in the door, we were not greeted with hello, but with “damn girl, we heard you a few minuets ago! I thought we were going to have to bring the party to your house!!!” Hubby’s response was “Well we’re here now lets get this party started!!!”

Except for the light in the foyer so you could hang up your coat, there wasn’t a single light on in the house. Tea light candles were lit around the bar, and all the glasses had glow in the dark stems. Fortunately, most of their furniture was at our house to make room for the extra mattresses scattered around. This is my favorite group to party with. Everyone knows each other and everyone knows why we are here. No small talk, no negotiations. We all full swap. Most of us have already been with each other. We are one big happy family.

Someone started the countdown to midnight, and a few bottles of champagne were passed around and that was when the party started. Three ladies took the center of the floor and became human buffet tables; one was smothered in honey, another chocolate, and the third whipped cream. People gathered around for a taste. One guy decided he wanted to play and climbed on top of each lady, had a few strokes and then joined the buffet table. Once I had enough sweet stuff, I turned around to kiss the woman beside me. I lingered to suck her nipple. It turned out she was being eaten out by a guy sitting on the floor. Then someone entered me from behind. The woman I was kissing got down on her knees to ride the guy who was eating her, and she started to lick my clit. I couldn’t stand up anymore so I laid down on the floor. Another woman laid down on top of me. We shared a slow grind, until someone entered her. He went back and forth between her and me. I don’t know what was best: the feeling of her cumming on top of me, the anticipation of when it would be my turn or, the feeling of his long hard shaft when it was my turn. Someone sat on my face, and my tongue danced in her wetness. As I licked her I could taste another mans cum.

We went on like that for hours, touching licking, and kissing anything within reach. When I thought I couldn’t take it anymore I climbed out of the pile of human bodies, and went to the bar for a drink. After three glasses of water I went back to enjoy the show. I saw friend of mine (we drive carpool together) in the center of the floor. Double penetrating her were two more friends (I know from personal experience they are each over ten inches). She had rock hard dicks in each hand (I guess they were next in line). At the left breast was man number five, and man number 6 was on the right. The room was quiet as everyone had stopped to watch. The only noise out of her mouth was the sound of her eating pussy. The sight of her and seven other people was a sight to behold, one that I will not soon forget. I got lost in the moment and began to finger myself. My fingers were soon pushed aside by a tongue, as I found myself in heaven once more. I sat back and enjoyed the view while his tongue struck gold. After two more orgasms I made him stop so I could ride him, but that didn’t last long, he wanted to be in control, to make me scream, and scream I did. I screamed until my throat was dry, until my voice went out, all the while he banged me from behind, he put my body in positions I didn’t know were humanly possible. When he finally came we both passed out.

I woke up the next morning with him still inside me. The place looked different in the daylight. Some of the couples had gone home, but most of us were still there, as naked as the day we were born. As the man on top of me began to stir, I felt his manhood begin to rise. Both of us wanted to continue where we had left off but we were both spent from the previous night’s activities. We settled for a hug and a rain check. I grabbed a tee shirt from a pile and began to help clean up. Condom rappers were everywhere, along with empty glasses, and wine bottles. When we had done all that we could to put the house back together, I grabbed my husband and we went back home. The familiarity of our own house got us started again as we wished each other a proper Happy New Year. There was no way a year that started this good could be anything but spectacular.

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