The private party lounge pulses with heat. Dim lights flicker over the dance floor. Bar stools line the long counter where cocktails flow. Canapés hug the walls. Cathy’s 40th. My wife Muriel, 41, in a sheer white muslin dress. High on the thighs. Thin straps. No bra. Her firm tits sway free. Nipples poke hard against the fabric. Décolleté plunges deep. Backlit, her slim body glows transparent. Perky ass cheeks flex under the hem.
Bad day. Coffee spill. Late to work. Nerves frayed. Home, I crave beer by the pool. Naked. But no. Party time. ‘Dress up,’ she says. I grumble. Notice her now. Sexy as fuck. ‘Too revealing,’ I warn. She’ll flash tits bending over. Pussy if careless. She smirks. ‘Bought it for tonight.’
The Fever
Drive there. She’s teasing. Dress hikes up thighs. Fingers trace bustier, hardening nipples. Legs part. Hand dives between. Caresses inner thighs. Shifts ass forward. String thong clings to shaved mound. Finger slips under. Wet spot blooms. Head back. Mouth open. Eyes shut. Two fingers plunge her dripping cunt. G-spot frenzy. Then anus. Fingers piston both holes. Thighs clench. Ragged moan rips out. She cums hard. I throb painfully erect.
Arrival. Cathy greets us. Her dress slit to hip. Sheer bustier plates her heavy tits. Back bare to ass crack. We mingle. Booze loosens me. Muriel grinds against me. Tits crush my chest. Pubis rolls on my thigh. Nipples like missiles. I ignore. She storms off.
Spot her dancing. 80s beats. Hips sway wild. Dress rides up. Tits bounce free. A guy joins. Hands roam her hips, back, ass. She grinds pussy on his thigh. He gropes her tit through armpit slit. She grabs his bulge. Strokes it. They kiss hungrily. She frees his cock. Jerks furiously. His fingers invade her cunt. She spasms. He spurts in her palm. They cling, tongues duel.
Heart hammers. Fury boils. Cock steel-hard. Aroused by my slut wife.
The Blaze
She finds me on the couch. Cuddles close. Hand strokes thigh. Finds my bulge. Unzips. Grips shaft. Circles glans. Edges me. I finger her soaked pussy. Thumb clit. She sucks me deep. Vacuum heaven. I flip her. Knees on cushions. Ass up. Slam in. ‘Take it, slut!’ She hears. Knows I saw. Fuels us. Pussy grips. She cums. I pull out. Blast tongue.
Talk. Admit I watched. Got off. She confesses thrill. His hands, cock. Wanted him inside. ‘Be his whore. Vestiaire. I’ll watch.’ Her eyes light. Drags him in.
Hide. She devours him. Tits out. Sucked hard. Drops to knees. Cock out. Jerks, licks balls to tip. Deepthroats. Fingers own gash. Three deep. G-spot assault. Sits on table. Impales on dick. Rides savage. ‘Fuck me harder! Own this slut!’ He flips. Fingers ass. Then cock in. First anal. She screams ecstasy. Bucks back. ‘Encul me! Deeper!’ He unloads. Back. Tits. Face.
He bolts. Her holes gape. Cum drips. I jerk. Spray thighs, pussy, tits. ‘My dirty whore.’ Wipe her. Home. Shower.
Weeks later. Pact: Wild nights. Together. Planned.