Valentine Party

Reggie's red-headed wife, Katelyn, sauntered in front of me, her body moved in time to the music. She was a real girl-next-door type with a seductive body and wholesome good looks. Bending at the waist, she violently gyrated her upper body causing her hair to twirl to the beat of the song. As Katelyn danced, my eyes feasted on her panty-clad snatch noting that her labia were clutching the lacey material creating a very evident camel-toe. Her big luscious breasts jiggled to the music and made my cock stir. She pulled the clip holding her bun in place and immediately her flaming red hair cascaded down to her shoulders. A bemused smile graced her lips as the song ended. Like the other women she groped my cock then moved on.

Envy choked me as I watched Marsha dancing for Chuck. Spotting me watching her, she grinned at me impishly. She modified her motions to press her ass more firmly against his cock through their clothing. Arching her back, she allowed him to pull her hips harder into him and let his hands enjoy the smoothness of her bare thighs. She turned to face him and he pulled her into a kiss, sliding his tongue into her open mouth. For a moment they lingered then as the next song started she moved on again.

Completely the round robin of dancers was Jane, Stuart's wife. The older woman was 40-years old, but looked years younger. Her huge cantaloupe-sized breasts bounced delightfully to the beat of the drum while her hips swayed to the rhythm of the guitar. Jane giggled joyfully as her ass wiggled wantonly, but a bit more clumsily than the younger women. Tilting her head back, she groaned and squeezed her big breasts then tugged on her hard nipples. She straddled my lap then arched her back and put her hand encouragingly behind my head and pulled my face into her bosom. She chuckled as she smacked my face with her bodacious boobs, one on each side of my face. Suddenly, she sat back and looked me at me. She kissed me on the cheek and said, "Alec, you must really love your wife."

"What?"

Jane laughed then cupped her breasts and said, "I've been pushing my Double-D's right into your face, but you just wanted to watch your wife dance. And the look on your face speaks more of the love you have for her than any lust you might have for me and my big boobs."

As the music ended, Jane kissed me again then got of my lap and went to husband. Marsha joined me and sat on my lap. She kissed me and breathily said, "I love you so much. I'm having a wonderful time."

The heightened sense of jealousy I had been feeling gave way to the realization that I loved my wife. I loved her a lot. I kissed her deeply then said, "I love you."

Liza once again addressed us, "Now that passions are aroused. And, looking at the men I would say, fully aroused, it's time for the Vestal Virgins to make their entrance. As you know the Vestals were charged with keeping the sacred fires stoked so anyone in Rome could receive fire for their household use. To symbolize stoke our lover's fire as Vestals and to symbolize the preserving of virginity each woman will perform fellatio on her husband."

As Marsha slipped out of my lap, I thought about how long it had been sense my wife had sucked my cock. She fished my hard cock and bloated balls out of my boxers. She sweetly kissed my cock then she looked up at me. Her expression was one of passionate bliss and overcome with joy, I smiled at her. Audaciously, she lavished attention on my cockhead, wrapping her lips around it. Underneath her tongue teased the tender underside of my cock.

Just as I had gotten used to that sensation, she switched her focus, pulling my cock out of her mouth to lick the seam of my balls, she teased, "Alec, your balls look so full of cum, Sweetie."

I shivered as she ran her tongue over every square inch of my balls while stroking my shaft. My balls contracted and yielded to her warm wet lips. I clutched the seat of the chair and fought off the urge to cum.

Marsha turned her attention to my shaft, running her mouth up its side until she got to the tip then she slid her lips all the way down it engulfing my entire cock in her warm wet mouth. She slowly worked her mouth back up it, sucking along my cock's entire length. Her hands stroked my shaft while she nursed on just my cock's helmet. Gently, she rolled my balls in her other hand to coax the cum from them. She stroked me faster and faster until the blissful sensation of relief washed over me. Jets of cum rocketed from my cock and filled her mouth.

"Booyah!" I cried, light-headed from the intensity of my orgasm. I blinked back the black as blood roared in my ears.

Marsha sat back, resting her buttocks on her heels. She looked up at me perplexed. Gradually her frown morphed into a smile and she said, "Seeing the look of pleasure on your face makes me feel so bad about not sucking your cock more often. I'm sorry, Sweetie. You know I do get pleasure from making you feel good."

"I love you," I choked and pulled her to up into my lap.

Marsha kissed me. Her tongue invaded my mouth and she shared the salty taste of my own cum with me. The fact it was my nectar and no one else's added to my pleasure and reinforced the fact that my wife loved me, after all, she hadn't sucked anyone else's cock.

Sitting next to us, Stuart squirmed red-faced as Jane deep-throated his cock, her lips were firmly attached to the base of his cock. Gently, she squeezed his balls milking his essence from them. Sobbing with joy, as his cum splattered against his wife's tonsils, Stuart cried out, "Cum, oh, cum."

"That's it, suck it," coached Reggie from across the room. Katelyn's red-head bobbed on her husband's big black cock. Unable to accommodate all his cock into her mouth, she clamped her mouth over its head and sucked it in earnest while stroking the remaining shank. She moaned loudly as Reggie reached down and palmed her breast, squeezing it firmly and gently pinching her nipples. Suddenly, Reggie's body stiffened. He bellowed like a gratified bull, "Cumming."

After ensuring that each man had enjoyed a climax, Lisa made another announcement, "Okay fellas, you've had your passion aroused and your desire stoked. Now, it's time for you to prepare your wife for the ecstatic rite of fornication with cunnilingus."

The women gave a cheer and shooed their husbands from the chairs. Marsha sat down with deliberate slowness so I could catch the flash of her butt as I dropped to my knees in front of her. She raised her hips so I could pull her lace thong off. It clung provocatively to her wet cunt. It came loose with a quick jerked and I was able to pull it down her legs.

Feeling the damp material of her thong, I said to her, "You seem pretty excited by all this..."

"Oh, I am," she interrupted. The black lace garter belt and red stockings framed her pink pussy into a picture of wanton pleasure. Her pussy lips were inflamed with excitement and glistened with anticipation. Eagerly, her clit peek from its sheath seeking attention. Luridly, she spread her legs wide before me and I gazed hungrily at her gaping gash. Tenaciously, she looked me with fiery eyes and demanded, "Get me ready to fuck."

As I lowered my head between my wife's spread legs I determined to give her as much pleasure as she had just given me. I teased her by blowing my hot breath over her wet pussy. Goose bumps rose all over her body, cooing, she shivered. I brushed my lips on her bare skin above her stocking tops then sucked little hickeys on her bare thighs. Hearing her gasp, it occurred to me that I was preparing my wife's pussy to receive another man's cock, and someone else's cum. It was mind-blowing and heart-rending at the same time.

"Feels good, Sweetie, feels good," Marsha mumbled in ecstasy as I probed her drenched interior with my tongue. She tangled her fingers in my hair and pushed my face deeper into her pussy. When I slid two fingers into her simmering snatch, she gasped at the unexpected intrusion. Then when I wiggled my fingers in a come-hither motion, she moaned with vigor and with vim she muttered, "Oh, yeah, that's it. That's it."

I knew she was getting close to orgasm. I so wanted to give her an orgasm. I trailed my tongue through her slit passing wetly over her taint. I found her anus and teased it with feather-like flicks of my tongue. Suddenly, I jammed my thumb up her asshole and pushed it toward my fingers still in her cunt like she was a six-pack. Hearing Marsha groan a protest, I gently bit her clit. The unexpected pleasure of pain pushed her over the edge and she orgasm.

"Pussy cum, my pussy cum!" she wailed as she slapped her knees together several times, smacking my head between them. Her cunt contracted so hard around my fingers, I thought she might break it.

After she recovered and released my head, I looked up at my wife from between her legs. She returned my gaze and lovingly said, "You haven't made me cum like that in a very long time, Alec. I love you."

Next to us, Lisa was giving Karl precise and explicit instructions "Okay, that's my clit, now roll your lips over it. Yeah, that's it. Circle it with your tongue like that, yes, yes. Soft circles, yes very good, now apply more pressure to your tongue, more, really mash it, that's it, good, that's the way I want it. Now, suck, yes, yes, yes."

Lifting her butt up off the chair, Lisa bucked her pussy into her husband's face. Somehow, he managed to keep his mouth on her clit and push Lisa over the blissful edge of orgasm. She cried out with unmitigated delight, "Cummming."

Across the room little Yasmin was bent over her chair, geeky Brad had taken off his glasses and had his face buried in her rear. Broaching her pussy with his tongue, he ran it up and down her flesh while she yapped with ecstasy. Standing on her tip-toes, she wildly twerked with the rising wave pleasure. She rasped, "Tǐng hǎo (very good), tǐng hǎo."

Yasmin attempted to shove her husband's entire head up her butt. Reluctantly, Brad's tongue departed her pussy, replaced by two of his fingers. The wet soppy sound of his digits sawing in out of her cunt added to the erotic symphony of Yasmin's groans and moans. After kissing her taint, Brad pushed the flat of his tongue against his wife's anus. Her body shivered like she had just received an electric shock. Her wails sounded like wet hedonistic whimpers of delight. Intensifying her pleasure, he sucked hard on her clit. Arching her back, Yasmin's body convulsed with orgasmic gyrations while she howled, "Ai ya, (oh gosh)."

I was being inundated with a barrage of sexual acts boldly performed just a few feet from me. My mind just soaked up all the sexual energy in the room, waiting warily for what I suspected would happen next.

Now that each woman had had an orgasm, Lisa once again set the stage. "The final event of our celebration is the love lottery, each lady will draw the name of the lover that fate has chosen for her this Valentine's Day."

The women all gathered around Liza as the men lined up to witness the lottery. Each lady stuck a hand in the vase that Lisa held and pulled out a piece of paper. With a lump in my throat, I watched my wife stick her hand in the vase. She looked into my eyes, our eyes locked, she smiled and silently mouthed, "I love you."

My chest tightened, how could I allow another man to fuck my wife? I felt rejected, even though I knew my wife wasn't rejecting me, she was doing what I had agreed she could do. It would be painful for me to watch my wife be so intimate with a stranger, but I would endure the pain because I loved my wife. Suddenly, it dawned on me and the heightened jealousy I was feeling gave way to the realization of just how much I loved her.

"Ladies claim the man fate has coupled you with," declared Lisa. Quickly, she stepped to her husband and embraced him.

With a self-satisfied grin, Marsha stepped before me and kissed me deeply. Her large bare breasts flatten against my chest and I felt the hardness of her nude nipples. Her lips forced my mouth open and she probed it with her tongue. Breaking the kiss, she showed me the slip of paper, it was blank on both sides. Giggling at my confused expression, she whispered hotly in my ear, "This is a soft swing, no one swaps partners."

Unconsciously, my mouth curved into a broad smile. A sense of relief washed over me as my wife took my hand and led us back to our chair. I couldn't help but watch her buttocks jiggle joyously as she ambled in front of me.

Glancing over her shoulder, she caught my eye and gave me a reassuring grin. Seductively, she cooed, "I'm so wet. I'm in need of your cock."

Shoving me down into the chair, Marsha swung a leg over my lap and lowered herself onto my cock. Slowly, she slid down its length until it was fully seated inside her. She contracted her cunt muscles around my cock with a wicked grin.

The soothing wet sensation of the velvety depths of her cunt was so intense, I huffed wide-eyed and tried not to blow my load. I hissed, "Babe, your pussy... feels...feels so good."

Marsha teased me by alternating the depth she took my cock in her cunt. Rising up, she bounced rapidly up and down on it with just a couple of inches of my cock inside her. Then she tormented me, by sliding slowly down the length of my shaft until it was buried inside her. She growled on the way up and grunted on the way down. Then she stopped completely and with a whimper, she tightened her cunt muscles around my cock.

"You're...torturing...me," I whined, it felt like my cock was being squeezed in a warm, wet vice. I squeezed her grapefruit-sized breasts and tugged her pink nipples until she squealed with relish.

She gave up trying to maintain her tortoise-like pace and established a quicker pace. Soon she looked like a jockey bouncing astride a thoroughbred. She huffed, "I, uh, love, oh, your, ah, hard, aw, cock."

I watched as her big breasts bounced in cadence as she rode my cock. My hands held her buttocks and with a cheek in each hand, I assisted her as she pitched up and down on my cock. With sudden lustful inspiration, I savagely shoved a finger up her ass.

Marsha yelped at the unexpected penetration. She stopped with my cock fully embedded inside her pussy. Her entire pelvic constricted with her orgasm and threatened to snap my cock in two, I cried out. Watching her crimson-colored face contort into a grimace of release was mesmerizing. Throwing back her head, she howled with climatic delight as the waves of pleasure surged through her. She collapsed against my chest, panting for breathe. Finally she said, "That was incredible, Lover."

Next to me Lisa moaned a cry of orgasmic relief, reminding me we weren't alone. To my right, I saw Jane happily riding on Stuart's cock, each of her humongous breasts bounced in a different direction. From across the room, Brad shot me a knowing grin as he pounded his cock into his tight Oriental wife.

"Oh my," loudly gasped Chuck from across the room. His hard cock was completely engulfed by Ellen's wet hot cunt. He moaned in ecstasy as her pussy muscles contracted around his cock in a wet silky embrace. A look of surprised pained pleasure dressed his face, I remembered the earlier conversation about the strength of his wife's pussy muscles. He spoke through clinched teeth, "Ellen you're snapping my cock in two."

Seeing people fuck right in front of you for the first time was kind of weird and knowing that someone else was watching you fuck was even weirder. I asked Marsha, "Why didn't you tell there wouldn't be any swapping."

"If I had, you would have been more comfortable. Being too comfortable is how we've ended up taking each other for granted. I knew you didn't want me fucking anyone else, even if you could fuck another woman."

"Really?"

"Yeah, and when you thought the love lottery would assign me to another man, you endured the pain because you love me. I have never felt as loved by you as I do right now. And sense you haven't cum yet, I'm going to show you how much I love you by fucking you silly."

Marsha's expression confirmed that this was going to be a pleasurable expression of that love. At a snail's pace, she rose up on my hard cock, leaving a snail trail of excitement on my cock as she slithered higher on it. She didn't stop until just the head of my cock remained. She paused for a second then slid all the way back down my shaft in single movement. Soon she developed a steady sexually satisfying rhythm. She stuttered her pleasure, "Alec, you're so...hard... feels good...so good."

From across the room, I watched as Reggie's red-headed wife sat in his lap and rode his monster member. With her back to his front she slid up and paused for a second at the apex of his cock. It visibly throbbed with exhilaration. Katelyn looked at me with glazed eyes and smiled weakly before she slid all the way back down his shaft in single movement. Her creamy white breasts bounced like pale softballs as her pace quickened. She was completely lost in the lust of the moment. Gently, she squeezed Reggie's balls with one hand while she diddled her clit with the other. Her face and shoulders grew as crimson as her hair and her whole body trembled. She closed her eyes and whined, "I'm going to cum."

Meanwhile, the wet walls of my wife's cunt clutched my cock, it felt so good I thought I might pass out. I curled my toes to keep from cumming too soon. I gripped my wife's hips as she continued the slow teasing tempo until I knew I couldn't last much longer. Then I pushed and pulled her up on and down on my cock faster and faster, enjoying the feel of the wet velveteen depths of her pussy with unrestrained relish.

Feverishly, Marsha diddled her clit until her pussy convulsed around my cock in climax. She wailed in orgasmic release, "Ooh! Cumming!" Burying my cock into her pussy, my bloated balls blasted their load deep into her pussy as she looked adoringly into my face. I grew dizzy and groaned with pleasure. Blood pounded in my ears, I fought the urge to pass out.

Feeling the jets of cum coating her cunt, Marsha cried out, "Fill my pussy, Alec. Fill me with your cum."

After emptying myself into my wife' s pussy, I pulled her into a tight embrace and wept silent tears of emotional release that dampened her neck. I whispered, "I love you, I love you."

"I love you too, Alec, I love you so much." Marsha looked me in the eye lovingly. For a moment our souls were as connected as our bodies. She kissed my cheek and said, "I'm so glad we came to this party. I think it was just what we needed."

Chuckling, I said, "I agree and I don't think it will be our last party."