A Story Written By Snake…
On stage the newlyweds were continuing their intense foreplay. The bride had succeeded in opening the man’s pants completely and had pulled them down his hips slightly while she continued to devour his huge pole with her sweet mouth. His rod was slick and shiny with her saliva, and she looked like she was starving for the taste of his meat.
Meanwhile, he had untied the ribbons that held her camisole together at the top. Pushing the satiny material aside, he reached in and helped her creamy breasts spill out into his big hands. She moaned with muffled delight around his Joystick as he began to massage and knead her soft, jiggling flesh. His thumbs soon found her small pink Tips and he teased them without mercy — rolling and pulling the sensitive tips between his fingers until she almost squealed.
Bob and Beth continued to paw at each other — getting bolder and more impassioned with each passing moment. They had almost forgotten about the other guests until a chime suddenly sounded in the room. Beth immediately felt panic in the pit of her stomach. Remembering the instructions to move to the next love seat to her left, she couldn’t imagine sitting with someone she hardly knew in this condition. “Oh Bob. . .” she whispered, “what should we do?”
Bob was having similar thoughts. The “entertainment” had seduced and carried them both away almost to the point of no return. What was expected now. . .for them to calmly continue to watch this wildly carnal display without acting upon the incredible urges they were feeling? Or was that the idea — to build the couples to a fever pitch of Sekxual need that would turn the party into a wild orgy. He’d heard about things like this before, but Bob never expected he and his wife to ever be involved. Like Beth, he was confused and overwhelmed. . .that is until he saw ‘T’ standing expectantly in front of him.
“I believe this is where I’m supposed to be now. . .” The tall redhead looked excited and flushed.
Bob glanced back at Beth and immediately had wild visions of his wife with another man. He’d never considered it before and he didn’t necessarily like the idea, but everything was happening so quickly and his throbbing Joystick suddenly made the decision for him. “It’s OK, Honey. . .” he heard himself say. “We better do what the man said.”
Beth looked bewildered and a little frightened as she slowly rose to her feet and watched T slide quickly into her seat. Somewhere behind her on the stage she heard moans and deep sighs as she awkwardly moved over to the next seating area where she found their friend, Dan, smiling and relaxed as he watched her approach.
“Enjoying the show?” he asked with a strange smile.
As Beth nervously took her seat she looked back at the couple on the stage. The bride was now laying on the bed — the pretty satin camisole had been completely removed and her perfectly shaped breasts, tipped with bright pink points, bounced slightly as she shifted and settled. The young groom was gazing down at her — still grinning with pure lust — as he quickly removed his tuxedo and other attire. The young woman licked her lips as she hungrily watched his large erection bob and wave between his muscular thighs.
“This is pretty damn hot, isn’t it?” Beth heard ‘D’ whisper beside her. She had intentionally avoided sitting too close to him, but she felt him shifting next to her as they both stared at the stage. “Have you ever seen somebody do it right in front of you like this?” D asked.
Beth cleared her throat and whispered back without looking at him, “N…no, never. . .I never imagined. . .”
After he had removed his clothing, the attractive groom on stage placed one knee on the bed and reached out to effortlessly pull the scantily clad bride closer to him. Taking his time to tease the girl and his audience, he slowly unhooked and removed her garter and then peeled each of her white stockings down and off her shapely legs. The dark- haired beauty smiled and cooed with pleasure as he hooked his fingers in her skimpy lace panties and began to pull them off. She lifted her hips slightly to assist him and soon she was completely Unclad and spread wantonly on the bed.
Beth’s heart was pounding inside her chest and she was having trouble catching her breath. She watched the young man lift the girl’s delicate foot and then — starting at her ankle — he began to kiss and lick his way up her leg until he reached her tender inner thigh. . .just inches away from her soft, wet opening. Beth could feel her own warm juices soaking her tiny panties, and she kept crossing and uncrossing her legs — causing the hem of her short black dress to ride up higher and higher.
Seated next to the increasingly impassioned housewife, Dan Sullivan, or ‘D’, was no longer watching the performance on stage. He knew he had limited time before the chime sounded again and he wanted to make the most of the opportunity. This is what he had been waiting for — the reason he had made careful arrangements to have Bob and Beth West invited to the party. For quite some time Dan had secretly dreamed of seducing his friend Bob’s innocent and comely wife. Now was the time to make his move.
At the same time a few feet away, Beth’s husband, Bob, was getting his own lessons in the art of seduction. ‘T’, the statuesque and tantalizing redhead, wasted little time in cuddling up against her attractive new friend. As they sat together watching the newlywed couple pleasure each other, Bob felt another man’s wife softly breathing into his ear as she whispered, “Oh, this makes me feel so naughty. . .would you mind if I played. . .just a little?”
To Be Continued…