Our fantasy

[Sinister Gil]

After a long week at work, Natasha finally walked through the door to her house and quickly kicked off her shoes. Her feet had been hurting her all day long, but she didn't really think about how they ache because her mind has been in fantasy land all day long. Actually, she has been fantasizing about tonight's activities since John, the sales rep, landed in town on Wednesday. She had been thinking about him off and on since the last time he was in town several weeks before. Her pussy tingled as she hustled upstairs to slip on the outfit she had been saving for this occasion.

John was in town for one last time to help her company get the new equipment up and running. Every time John came to Natasha's office, her tongue felt like it didn't fit in her mouth and she had a hard time speaking around him or couldn't say what she was thinking. Natasha is happily married, but John fascinates her. Sitting across from him in meetings, she will catch herself blushing because she is thinking about how big his cock might be. He is a good looking man, tall with dark hair, similar to her husband but different enough to make her mind swim with desire.

A small black dress with spaghetti straps was laid out on the bed waiting to be stretched across her beautiful breasts and ass. Quickly removing he clothes, she selected a small red thong with tiny stings in the back and a matching lace bra that her pink nipples easily showed through. Across her milky white throat she pulled a tight, black, lace, chocker and fastened it in the back. Sitting at the edge of the bed, Natasha seductively pulled black, thigh-high, silk stockings over her freshly manicured feet and up her silky smooth legs. Standing up, she slid the tight dress over her thighs, up her waist until it fit snuggly around her body and then zipped it in the back. Between the tight dress and her bra, her breasts and cleavage filled out the dress. Finally, she slipped on her black strapped heels and stood in the mirror inspecting her gorgeous body, that just hours from now, will be ravished by four hands, two mouths, two tongues, and two cocks.

Both John and Gil were going to meet Natasha at the downtown piano bar but at different times. Neither of her dates had met each other and John had no idea what had been planned and negotiated between the adventurous couple. Arriving at the bar, her eyes instantly meet John's open mouth gasp as she walked through the door. He had obviously been waiting a while for her. Sitting on a bar stool in the dimly lit piano bar, he held a clear cocktail with ice and a lime garnish.

"Wow. You...wow." he said stammering and standing up to greet her and clumsily setting his drink on the polished wood bar.

"Do I look okay?" Natasha said, knowing full well what his response would be.

"You look amazing. I feel a little under dressed." He moved toward her giving her an awkward hug. She could feel his erection through his pants. Knowing that she could make a man hard by simply walking through the door and looking like she did, made her clit tingle. "Can I buy you a drink?"

"Please."

Natasha and John talked a while before Gil arrived. Gil and Natasha had planned that he would come to the bar to watch her seduce another man but not to interact. Gil could instantly tell that she was doing well. John’s eyes never left her body. Gil caught him taking peeks at her legs and breasts a couple of times. Natasha laughed often and lightly touched his leg as the new couple sat at the bar enjoying their cocktails. Gil could feel the blood rushing to his penis. He was nearly hard and his penis throbbed as he watched his wife 'play' with another man. She looked amazing, and he could tell that she was ready to take both of these bucks at the same time.

Gil positioned himself directly over John's shoulder further down the bar so Natasha could look past John and see her husband. Having her husband there made her feel strong, comfortable and safe to know that he was just feet from her. Every time the husband and wife’s eyes met, butterflies would bounce in her belly and little tingles would dance on the end of her nipples. She felt like a bad girl and she really liked it. Her heart had been racing nearly all day and now, sitting with this other man, made it hard for her to breathe sometimes. She caught herself almost gasping several times. She could not remember a time where she had been more turned on.

Natasha started to get a little braver after the second glass of spirits. John had been drinking vodka on the rocks and Natasha had been enjoying her whiskey sour. Sitting on the bar stool in front of John, his knees apart, so nearly her whole body tucked up inside of his legs and chest. She rested her hand on his leg just inches from the head of his cock which was obvious through his faded jeans. She rubbed her hand back and forth across his thigh, everything around her began to blur. Her senses overwhelmed with the intoxicating situation. She even had to strain to hear the piano music being played on stage just a few feet away. She was so wet and her pussy felt heavy. She felt like she could cum just looking in her husband's eyes while she stroked another man. Moving a little closer, she ran her painted fingernails across the top of his cock. This made John's eyes light up as he sat up straighter, clearing his throat.

"I am really into you Natasha," he said enjoying her hand gliding across his hot penis, "but..."
"I am into you too. Do you want to dance?" She interrupted, grabbing him by the hand and selecting a place on the dance floor where she could clearly see that her husband was watching her. Gil turned on his bar stool to face the dance floor. Natasha looked Gil in the eye as the other man pulled her close, making her feel his chest and cock against her barely dressed body.

"What did you have in mind for the rest of the evening?" he asked waiting for the rejection. "I know that you are married, but I am getting some pretty strong signals here."

"What if I told you that I wanted you to take me to my house and you and my husband can have your way with me?"

"Really? Your husband would do that?" The dumbfounded look on John’s face was almost comical.

"Of course he would. What do you think?" Natasha said confidently and for the first time, she pushed her mouth against his mouth, pushing her tongue inside his mouth and then pulled on his bottom lip with her teeth. John did not object or try to pull back. Seeing this encounter nearly made Gil explode as he squirmed on his barstool with excitement. His wife was taking control of the situation and he liked it.

"Wow. Uh. Okay. I have never done anything like that before, but it sounds absolutely amazing but just to be perfectly clear, I am not into guys," he said.

"Oh no, neither is Gil. Tonight is about me," she grabbed him by the hand and led him out the door, looking back at Gil, she gave a wink and a nod. Gil sat with a grin on his face, finishing his beer. He wanted to give her enough time to get home and break the ice a bit more with her new boy toy before he arrived.

As soon as Natasha and John walked through the door he started kissing her on the mouth again. Holding her around her lower back, she could feel his heart pounding through his chest. Good, she thought, he was nervous too. Gil would be home in just a few minutes, so Natasha wanted to make sure that John was ready. She relished in the few devilish moments she had alone with her new beau. His tongue and mouth felt and tasted new and different. He moved to her neck and kissed and licked behind her ears. She wrapped her arms around the back of his head as his mouth moved down her neck line, across her collar bone and stopped to the top of her breasts. "Hold on," she said as she clasped both hands around his face. "Gil, will be here in a minute. Let's go into the living room and sit on the couch. Do you want a drink?"

"No thanks."

Natasha took him by the hand and led him to the couch. She started kissing his neck and face and let his hands slide up and down her body. She was wet with anticipation and couldn't wait for her husband to come through the door. Still kissing his neck, she allowed her hands to reach under his shirt, feeling his chest and stomach. She was dying to see what was waiting for her beneath the zipper on his pants. Her hands wandered his waistline, and finally stopped at the top button on his jeans. Quickly she unfastened the button and slid her hand down. He moaned as she grabbed the head of his penis. She loved the feeling of his hot and heavy cock in her hand. A small amount of cum was present on the tip. She loved how hard his cock was. It felt good between her fingers and she knew that he was hard for her. Just as she was ready to open his pants and unveil everything, she heard the garage door open and close. Gil was there in near perfect timing.

Gil walked into the living room to find his wife sitting on the couch, fully clothed, heels and all, with her hand down John's pants and her leg across her body and draped over his knee. Without saying a word, Gil reached out and took Natasha's hand, standing her up in front of John. She could feel Gil's cock against her ass. She shivered with anticipation. She felt her familiar husband's mouth on the back of her neck as he unzipped her dress and pulled slowly off her shoulders to reveal the lingerie she had meticulously chosen early in the evening. She gasped a little and panted as her husband exposed her body to another man. Gil continued to slide the dress down around her hips until it hit the floor. Natasha stepped out of the dress and flipped the now useless apparel across the room with the heel of her shoe. Gil grabbed her left hand with his right hand and Natasha extended her free hand to John to lead him upstairs.

As the group got to the bedroom, Natasha turned and pulled both of her partners close as she sat on the bed. The men stood in front of her, side by side, as Natasha unzipped John's jeans and his large hard cock fell out not held back by any underwear. Smiling she reaches over and forcefully pulls open her husband's jeans to find both men in jeans without boxers or briefs. She instantly grabbed a cock in each hand as she fell to her knees and alternated shoving each man's hard dick in her mouth, licking, sucking and savoring every inch. She could feel the blood rush to her pussy, opening her beneath the tiny red g-string. With every gulp she could feel her men growing harder and wanting her more. She felt powerful and in control.

Natasha stood and turned, spreading her legs a little, revealing her wet pussy from behind. Gil pointed at her pussy and John instinctively got behind her as Gil climbed onto the bed in front of his wife's face. John entered her slowly. Despite being wet all night long, Natasha's pussy was as tight as anyone John had ever been with. He pushed inside her slowly. Natasha buried Gil's cock in her mouth and looked him in the eye as she could feel John's cock is nearly fully inside of her. 'I love you,' she mouthed to her husband. When John’s full cock was finally inside her, Natasha returned to swallowing Gil's hard penis. John began to move more aggressively, holding tightly on her hips, he slapped in and out of her beautiful cunt. She can't help but moan as she sucks her husband's dick as the other man’s balls hit her on the clit and against her pussy. Several times the pleasure was so strong that she had to stop blowing Gil and bite her lip with pleasure.

Gil pulled out from under her and Natasha knew to get up on the bed. She laid on her back and Gil climbed on top of her and plunged into her already stretched pussy. His cock was familiar but still knew how to make her feel like a woman. John climbed up on her right side and pinned her arm under him and then forced his cock in her mouth. Natasha moaned and writhed with pleasure. She could not believe the ecstasy that she was experiencing. She knew this would be good, but she had no idea that it would feel like this. She was ready to cum. She could feel the pressure building and it felt like a geyser was erupting from her spine into her pussy. She screamed in rapturous bliss. Gil stayed insde of her until her orgasm had subsided, then he removed his cock and sat on Natasha's left side in a mirror image to what John was doing. She was forced to choose which cock she wants in her mouth. Both men held and squeezed her breasts while Gil gently but sharply slapped her pussy with his open hand.

"You are such a little slut. You love this don't you?" Gil asked his wife.

She shook her head forcefully in agreement but plunged back down on John's cock. When it was not their turn, both men gently slapped their meaty cocks against her cheek, beckoning her back. Natasha came again. Her hips rose in the air and she screamed loudly as Gil continued to slap her hot and wet pussy. "I want you both in my mouth at the same time!" The men moved together over her chest and then crammed their penises into her mouth at the same time filling her cheeks and nearly gagging her. She could only handle both for a few moments before begging to have both cocks in her.

John laid on his back and Natasha mounted him but her eyes never left Gil's gaze. Her husband watched as she bounced up and down on this other guy. Gil finally had enough and wanted to push himself into his wife's wanting ass. He moved behind her and Natasha leaned forward against John's chest. Gil touched the tip of his cock to his wife's asshole and she never exploded again. Her pussy was wetter than it had ever been. Gil took it slow and as ever inch slipped into her ass, she moaned deeper and deeper. Gil was all the way inside her now and Natasha could feel both cocks rubbing against each other inside her. Pounding in and out of her pussy, John looked up at Natasha "I am going to cum."

"I want us all to cum together," she said. Both men started pounding harder and harder and nearly instantly Natasha could feel both of her holes being filled with hot cum. It was so intense that Natasha began to cum as she could feel the familiar sensation of a twitching penis in her pussy and one in her ass; she came and then came again, screaming both men's names, over and over.

After cleaning up, all three people laid in a heap of writhing and sweaty bodies, both men caressing Natasha's worn out body.

"You okay baby?” Gil asked his worn out wife.

“Oh my god, that was amazing.” She said touching both men.

“Again?" Gil asked, and they were back at it.

[Sinister Gil]

Over 500 visits and not a single comment?

[HerLittleGuy]

Well done! Cute couple-play.

[allengt]

While this is a hot story, it is in the Library and stories posted here seldom get many, if any, responses. If that is what you are looking for then you should post in the HW forum.

[Bert Bronson]

From Bert Bronson
A question to allengt…

Of course a writer is always encouraged by responses, I know I tend to write more frequently when people respond.

But I also usually post my stories into the library because I feel the stories belong there and probably there is more permanence. I know we can’t bother you with a lot of extra work, but from time-to-time, is the following possible?

What if I post a story like “Wife Watcher’s Party” (Part 7) into the HW forum, let it gather whatever responses it will, then in a few weeks, ask you to move it into the library? Also, if the story moves, will the responses also move?
Bert,

P.S. Did Oscar Wild really write (to many) or (too many)?

[allengt]

From Bert Bronson
A question to allengt…

Of course a writer is always encouraged by responses, I know I tend to write more frequently when people respond.

But I also usually post my stories into the library because I feel the stories belong there and probably there is more permanence. I know we can’t bother you with a lot of extra work, but from time-to-time, is the following possible?

What if I post a story like “Wife Watcher’s Party” (Part 7) into the HW forum, let it gather whatever responses it will, then in a few weeks, ask you to move it into the library? Also, if the story moves, will the responses also move?
Bert,

P.S. Did Oscar Wild really write (to many) or (too many)?

Bert, That would be OK by me. I really do not know why people do not respond to post in the library but they do not do so as much as they do in other forums. The advantage of posting in the library is that it will not roll off the deep end as it will in other forums. Feel free to post in the HW forum and then later request it be move.

[Bert Bronson]

Thanks again allengt,

But you left one question unanswered. If a story post, or any post, is moved from the HW forum to the library, do the reader responses also move or are they lost???

BWB

[allengt]

Thanks again allengt,

But you left one question unanswered. If a story post, or any post, is moved from the HW forum to the library, do the reader responses also move or are they lost???

BWB

The complete thread is moved.