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Rebecca didn't want to go to the office party. Being only one of a few women in her company she had little in common with her colleagues and she could count on one hand those she'd want to see after working hours. She already knew who would get drunk and who would argue too loudly. There would be bad chicken and a deejay playing music that she didn't like. Yet, here she was, in a hotel room, putting on a party dress.

Rebecca's husband Ben loved these events. He liked the food, the liquor, and talking with the guys from her office. He loved any chance to get out and feel sophisticated. When she showed reluctance, he insisted they go, that it was good for her career, and it was fun to dress up like adults. He booked the room at the host hotel and said they'd make a night of it.

He stood in front of the bathroom mirror with no shirt on, shaving and happily chattering. She glanced at his bare, lean chest and its sparse little black curls of hair. Ben kept in shape and he loved for people to know it.

"Will Carl be there?" he asked.

"He wouldn't miss it," Rebecca answered. Carl was one of her bosses. Ben got along famously with him. They played tennis together and Ben couldn't wait to tell him about his new racket and how it would give him an advantage.

At least the room was nice. The bathroom and tub were huge, and the bedroom overlooked a long green expanse of golf course.

Usually the summer parties were casual, a picnic or a barbecue. This year someone had decided on a cocktail party. That was another reason Ben loved it. He had bought a tuxedo a few years earlier and looked for any opportunity to wear it.

The attire was another reason for Rebecca to dread it. She stood by the bed staring at her only cocktail dress, a little black one she hadn't worn in five years. It wasn't tight, but it was clingy. It had thin shoulder straps and went to just below the knee. When she bought it, she loved how flattering it was, how it complemented her blonde hair, hugged her almost C-cup breasts and clung to her long legs and trim stomach. She was now 34 and had maintained her figure by running, but she hadn't maintained her desire to draw attention to herself.

Ben kept talking while she held the dress up to the window. The fading sunlight leaked through the thin material. A wave of uneasiness washed over her. She quickly considered feigning illness and skipping the party.

"I love that dress." Ben stood in the bathroom doorway.

"That makes one of us."

"You look really good in it." He walked over and kissed her. She could smell the menthol of his shaving cream.

"Model it for me," he whispered into her ear.

"I don't know," Rebecca protested.

He kissed her on the neck. "Please."

She nodded. "Stay here."

Rebecca loved that Ben found her attractive, even after ten years of marriage. She liked that he lusted after her. It was one reason she was still in love with him.

She took her little black dress into the bathroom. She slipped out of her jeans and T-shirt and pulled it over her head. It still fit, and it still flattered her shape. She allowed herself to feel sexy, at least in their hotel room.

When she came out, Ben was standing in the room, waiting. He grinned and nodded. "Oh, my God. That is so hot."

"Thank you." She turned so he could see the back.

"I can't wait to take this off of you." Ben pulled her to him, and kissed her.

"Why don't we skip the party?"

"Why?" he asked teasingly.

"We can go to bed early," she said.

"And do what?" Ben wanted her to say something dirty. He knew how uncomfortable that made her and how good it sounded.

She blushed, but she wouldn't bite. She did, however, look forward to later, to returning to the giant king bed and hot tub, letting him pull the dress over her head, running her hands over his chest. Hotel sex was her favorite because there were no distractions, no household chores. In a strange place she could pretend to be a slightly idealized, more sexually adventurous version of herself.

Ben ran his hand up her leg, pushing the dress up until he reached the hem of her underwear.

"Um," Ben paused.

"What?"

"Are you going to wear panties?"

Rebecca said yes. Five years ago, she had worn it without panties or bra. On that night, Ben had pulled down the straps as soon as they were alone. He had cupped her breasts and licked her nipples until a busboy walked in on them. It had been exciting, and the memory had fueled many sex sessions. But that was five years ago.

"I'm just saying," he argued. "Panty lines."

She laughed, knowing his real motive. "I'll leave them off in the bedroom." She returned to the bathroom to put on her makeup.

Rebecca looked in the mirror to confirm that her bra and panties weren't visible. After what Ben said, though, she had a more critical eye, and the lines were clear to her. The pale bra straps could slip out from under the fabric of the little black dress. The outline of her panties disrupted its smoothness.

Rebecca had to decide. She imagined everyone in the ballroom noticing her frumpiness. She unhooked the bra and pulled down the panties. Now it looked better. Very nice, she decided. Flattering, even. She also felt exposed, practically naked. She rationalized she was doing this for Ben's benefit and that it could abbreviate their time downstairs.

When she came out, he was fidgeting with his cummerbund and cufflinks.

"How do I look?" he asked, still focused on his buttons.

"Very nice," she said. "Do you really want to go to this?"

Ben smirked. "Of course." He looked up and saw her, then added, "Maybe just briefly."

--2--

They were fashionably late. About fifty co-workers and spouses were already in the small ballroom. Rebecca sighed with relief when she saw that hers wasn't the only black dress, and not the most revealing. She was also pleased that she fit into hers better than most.

"You want a rum and coke?" Ben asked, not waiting for an answer. He left Rebecca alone as he headed to the bar. She surveyed the room, looking for the faces of anyone she would want to talk to.

"Hey." A hand touched her elbow. It was David, one of the company's new accountants. David was just out of college and ten years her junior. They had worked on a few audits together and she had taught him the corporate shortcuts. He was a quick learner.

He was also attractive. Tall, skinny, dark-skinned and so young. But he had no social graces: no small talk skills and entirely focused on work. After six months, she knew almost nothing about him. He kept asking to be assigned to her group, so she guessed she was stuck with him.

"Hi, David," she said. "I didn't expect to see you."

"Really, why not?"

"You don't strike me as the party type."

He leaned slightly into her and smiled. "Normally I'm not, but tonight I'm on a mission."

"Oh, really? What's that?"

"You'll see," he said mysteriously. Rebecca hoped he wasn't planning to do something stupid, like tell off an executive, and jeopardize his career.

David was looser and more relaxed than at work. It may have been because of the nearly empty cocktail glass in his hand.

Noticing her looking at it, David said, "I started early."

Ben returned and said hello to David, who stiffened immediately. Ben handed Rebecca her drink.

"Thanks, honey." She took a sip and grimaced. The drink was more rum than coke.

Her husband grinned. "Office party special."

Ben spotted Carl, who happened to be the only other man there wearing a tuxedo, and he was gone, leaving Rebecca with David. David relaxed again.

"You look really nice," he said.

"So do you," she said, slightly embarrassed at the exchange of compliments. It was true, though. His dark blue suit was expensive, tailored and trim. It showed far better taste than anything he had worn to work.

David talked. It was more than she had ever heard him speak. He also listened and made intelligent comments. She would have felt monopolized if she weren't enjoying it. The conversation revealed to her that he actually had a personality and a life beyond work. The conversation started with small things, about the room and the hotel. He hated golf, loved camping and was also a runner. They talked about shoes and local running courses.

When Rebecca told him she ran thirty miles a week he replied, "That's why you look so good."

The comment felt slightly inappropriate and he knew it. His cheeks flushed. It should have made her uncomfortable, but she was flattered. An attractive, surprisingly charming man a decade her junior complimenting her. It probably helped that she had almost finished her "office party special" and was warm and ever-so-slightly lightheaded.

He held up his empty glass and said, "I'm going to get another drink. Can I get you something?"

She should have said no, but gave him her glass and requested another rum and coke.

Across the room, Ben and Carl were demonstrating their backhands for each other. Rebecca tried to catch her husband's attention, but he was too deep into it. In another corner the bad music started, played by a deejay with an iPod with a speaker.

David returned and handed her a drink. She took a sip and found it to be only slightly weaker than the first.

"You like it strong, right?" he said with a grin.

David told Rebecca about a camping trip he had taken before starting with the company. He spent a month traveling the Baja coast from California to Cabo San Lucas, camping i*****lly mostly, on the most beautiful beaches he could find. He told her about the camera equipment he had brought, the best towns for bicycling, and how, on one particular beach, he had to outrun a particularly aggressive local cop who wanted a hefty fee for his visit.

As he talked, he touched her. First it seemed accidental, arm against arm, a hand brushed against her neck as he described a sand dune. By the end of his drink, he had his hand on hers. At one point, he put his arm around her shoulder. It felt wrong, and it felt good, with good having the edge. She didn't stop him, even though she could smell alcohol on his breath. Rebecca looked to get Ben's attention, but he was now in a group of laughing men by the bar.

Enough alcohol had been consumed in the room to give some of Rebecca's coworkers and spouses the confidence to dance. The music was still bad, but it at least had a beat. David and Rebecca watched the dancers with amusement and commented on the worst among them.

"Do you want to dance?"

She hesitated. "I'm not a good dancer," was the excuse she gave.

"Then this is the perfect place to do it." He gestured to their older associates who flapped their arms and shuffled their feet to the heavy bass. A large woman, in a stressed little black dress, swung back and forth, her rolls of fat trying to break loose from their confines on each beat.

She agreed she couldn't be any worse. She hoped Ben would look her way because now she really did want to dance. But he was still at the bar, still laughing and, judging from his stance, almost drunk.

David didn't wait. He took her hand and pulled her out of her seat.

"I don't know╔"

David was dancing and she felt foolish standing still in front of him. She was still lightheaded and happy from the drinks, so she tentatively swayed her body.

David was a good dancer. He had rhythm and he knew actual dance moves. She bravely followed his lead and soon loosened up and enjoyed herself.

Too bad, Ben, she thought.

Her breasts moved freely, rubbing against the inside of her dress. The cool air rushed up her dress and against the bare skin of her buttocks. David watched her and she liked that. She felt flattered and sexy. She checked to see if her co-workers had noticed. They hadn't. They and their spouses were too drunk to care.

As the song ended, David leaned into her. He whispered in her ear, "You look so fantastic."

Rebecca blushed. She returned the compliment, "You're a really good dancer."

He said, "I took some classes."

Rebecca felt a little guilty at how much she was enjoying David's company. She looked over at her husband again. This time, he was watching her. He smiled approvingly, lustily. She gestured for him to come over. Ben shook his head ever so slightly, but kept watching.

The next song was a slow one, by a British boy band with insipid puppy love lyrics. David looked at Rebecca and they both started laughing.

She said, "I guess we can sit this one out, huh?"

"And waste my dance lessons?" he asked. He took her hand in his and entwined their fingers. He stepped forward and put his arm around her, placing a strong hand on the center of her back. Her head came to his chin. He moved forward, at first dragging her with him, but she quickly matched his steps and they swayed slowly. Ben watched and smiled.

Rebecca liked it. David was confident and good. He held her closely to him. His body was warm and firm. Her breasts pressed against him, their legs rubbed with each step. Rebecca's head swam as she leaned into him. His breathing stuttered.

David hand's traveled across her little black dress and down her back, at first only a few inches, then onward to the small. Rebecca's heart beat faster and her skin flushed. His hand kept moving, past her waist and onto her rear. It shook ever so slightly as it did.

"David," she said scoldingly, but also very softly.

His fingernails dug in through the thin material. The sharp sensation mingled with the heat building inside her. She sighed even though she knew this had to stop. David crooked his neck so that his lips brushed Rebecca's ears. He pulled their entwined hands in so that the back of his pressed against her hardening nipple. His other hand inched toward her heat.

"David, stop," she struggled to say, this time louder. He partially obliged and moved his hand off her breast.

"Let's go somewhere," David whispered.

Rebecca was aroused enough that some small part of her thrilled at his words, and all of her was flattered. But she didn't want to go somewhere.

She looked for her husband's reaction, but he was gone. In an instant she was angry. Angry at herself for allowing this to happen, and angry at him for not being there to stop her. He gave her that large drink. He smiled when she and David started slow dancing. Did he enjoy this?

"Hello."

Ben stood behind her. David quickly released Rebecca and stood straight, as if at attention.

"Hello, sir."

"Hey, David. Do you mind if I talk to my wife for a moment?"

"No, sir, not at all, sir."

Ben looked at his wife. She was still angry, that he had waited so long, that her nipples were visible through the fabric of the little black dress, and that she quivered with arousal.

As he led her across the ballroom, she hissed at him under her breath, "How far were you going to let that go?"

Ben said, "I think I just showed you."

She wanted to stay angry. "You're the one who tried to get me drunk."

"Tipsy. I think he likes you. I don't blame him."

Ben led her into the hallway. He then took her down a second, empty corridor. She knew what came next and she wanted it badly. He grabbed her wrists and pushed her against the wall. He put his weight into her and kissed her aggressively. She met his open mouth and swirled her tongue around his. His hard cock pressed against her belly.

Rebecca giggled. "He called you sir."

His grip held her against the wall. He kissed her flushed chest. He asked in a low, ragged voice. "Do you want David to fuck you?"

She answered, "I want you to."

Ben kissed her again. He let go of one wrist and used his hand to pull her left breast out of the little black dress. It felt exquisitely indecent and the air conditioning further hardened her nipple. He dipped his head. He ran the rough softness of his flat tongue over her flesh and then sucked the nipple into his mouth. He bit gently and Rebecca moaned.

She held his head against her and ran her hand through his hair. He pulled up her dress and dragged his fingernails up her thigh, over her short pubic hair and then slid a finger between her legs. She spread for him.

"You're so wet." He guided the finger between her slick, swollen lips and her body tensed at the pleasure. He ran it back and forth. She arched her back so that his palm covered her venus mons.

Rebecca saw movement at the end of the hall. She saw a crescent of dark figure disappear around the corner. She imagined it was David, he was watching and wanting what only Ben could have. That idea drove her lust even higher. She pressed harder against Ben's exploring finger.

"God damn, Becky," Ben muttered, pushing his finger deep inside her. "Let's go upstairs."

"No." She shook her head. "Let's go outside."

--3--

They made themselves presentable, tucking things in and smoothing down her dress before reentering and crossing the ballroom to the French doors. Nothing could be done about her nipples, though. They still tented her dress. And right now, the idea of crossing the ballroom crowded with drunks with them poking out turned her on.

David stood just inside the ballroom door. He looked away quickly when they entered, pretending he hadn't been waiting. That confirmed her suspicion. She smiled at him as she and Ben crossed the room hand in hand.

The night was warm. The fairway was wet and smelled freshly mowed. Rebecca and Ben peered into the darkness.

She spotted a bench tucked into a grove of pines two hundred feet away.

"People can see us there," Ben protested.

"No, they can't," she lied. She thought, unless they're looking.

They ran across the grass. The wrongness of what they were doing and the possibility of being caught by a groundskeeper excited Rebecca even more. When they reached the bench she made him sit down.

She leaned over him and kissed him while her hands unhooked his cummerbund. When she pulled down his pants his glorious, hard shaft sprung up. She was eager to wrap her lips around it, to kneel before him while he watched her obscenely lick it from base to tip.

"What are you doing?" He whispered.

"I'm going to," she paused, "give you fellatio."

"You mean suck my dick?" Even now he teased, trying to get her to say something dirty.

Rebecca answered by kneeling on the wet grass. She placed her hands on Ben's thighs and finally took him between her lips. His breathing deepened. Having him inside her mouth didn't give her a physical release, but it fulfilled a desire. He groaned softly as she enveloped him and wetted his veined skin with saliva.

Ben pushed the front of her little black dress down until her breasts came free. She arched her back to improve his view and access. He fondled them with his rough hands and rolled the nipples between his fingers while she swirled her tongue, making wet barber pole stripes, up his shaft and back down.

Suddenly, Ben pulled back his hands, alert. "What was that?"

Rebecca kept sucking.

"I heard something."

She heard it too, but she said nothing. She also saw movement. Among the pines was a tall, thin body silhouetted by the hotel lights. This was exactly what she had hoped for.

Rebecca pulled him out of her mouth just long enough to say, "You're imagining things."

Rebecca bobbed on her husband's shaft until he relaxed. She squeezed her own breasts and pinched the nipples. It sent jolts of pleasure through her. Partly it was the sensation, mostly it was because she knew two people were watching her do it. She looked at Ben and asked, "Do you like that?"

"Shhhh," he looked around. "Someone will hear us."

She asked, just as loudly, "Do you like how I'm sucking your big cock?" She let the word hang in the air.

"Yes," Ben whispered, his eyes wide in surprise. His dick twitched in her hand.

She returned her mouth to his cock, taking in as much as she could. She kept her breasts pushed up against his tight balls, and his pubic hair tickled her nipples as she went. For the sake of her audience, Rebecca put her whole body into the motion. She reached behind and hiked up her dress to expose her ass.
After a couple of minutes of sucking while Ben caressed her shoulders and breasts, she released his dick. She looked him in the eyes, took a deep breath and said, "I want to tittyfuck you." Such a dirty word sent a delightful shiver through her body.

Ben closed his eyes and silently mouthed "Oh, God". He spread his legs and she nestled between them.

Rebecca spit on his hard cock and leaned forward. She wrapped it between her breasts and moved up and down. Her nipples dug into her palms, her fingertips stroked his shaft. Ben moaned and rolled his head in ecstasy but never took his eyes off her tits and his dark head turtling between them. She imagined that off in the pines, another pair of eyes were just as focused.

"I'm close," Ben whispered. "Oh, fuck, I'm so close."

"Are you going to come all over me?"

"Oh, Becky." He trembled. "Do you want me to?"

"Not yet." Rebecca released his cock from her tits with a kiss. She got off her knees. She bent over Ben and pulled the little back dress up higher over her hips. Her ass and legs were fully exposed to the pines. She spread her legs.

"Will you play with my pussy?" she asked her husband. She said it slowly, letting the obscenity fill the silence around them.

"Shhhhh."

"Please play with me."

She unbuttoned his shirt while he pressed his hand against her slick lips. What she wanted most was to feel her husband's cock buried deep inside her, but she would delay that for as long as she could. Ben slid his index finger into her and then sought out her turgid clitoris with his thumb. His touch sent a jolt through her body and her knees buckled.

Rebecca moaned loudly without meaning to. Then she moaned again, fully aware. She pushed her tits into his face and he hungrily sucked one and then the other, flicking the nipples with his stiff tongue. He used his other hand to grasp an ass cheek and spread her pussy lips wide.

Rebecca saw that the silhouette had moved even closer in the pines. He stayed in the shadows, but his motions revealed that he was enjoying the show. Rebecca wished she could see his face and how turned on he was. She wanted to see his hand wrapped around his penis, matching her movements with his strokes while her husband pleasured her.

Ben worked a second finger in and out of her engorged slit. He increased the speed of his thumb until it was a blur across her clitoris. The intense, radiating sensation of an orgasm built. She reached between her legs and gripped his cock at the base.

"Your dick is so hard," she said as she squatted to allow its smooth head to press against her aching pussy. She fought the urge to sit down on it and instead slid the entire shaft between her folds until the pulsing tip replaced Ben's thumb on her clit. She knew that it glistened with her juices as she rose up.

"Fuck, Becky," groaned Ben between licks on her nipples. "You're amazing tonight."

"Your cock just feels so right," she replied, grinding up and down. Her hand and his dick were both slippery wet. She used it as a dildo and slapped it loudly against her pussy.

After Ben's dick had clapped against her clitoris a few times, Rebecca could wait no longer. She needed to feel its entire girth and length filling her.

"I want you inside me," she said hoarsely. "Fuck me from behind."

Ben stood up. Rebecca gripped the top of the bench with both hands. Her legs were spread and straight, her back arched. Her little black dress was bunched around her waist, her tits still exposed.

"Slowly," she begged as he stood behind her and pressed his cock into her hungry slit. She wanted to feel every inch of aching pleasure until his pubic hair scratched against her ass. She closed her eyes and took in the sensation of her pussy stretching around the smooth skin of his thick cock.

She gasped, for effect.

Ben pulled back just as slowly, the rim of his head tugging on her as it withdrew. When he pushed in again, Rebecca bit her lip and pushed back. Their rhythm increased. Her eyes were still closed but she knew David was watching, seeing her face twisted with intensity, Ben's wet cock ramming in and out and her tits bouncing with each thrust.

Ben groaned as their bodies met with increasing force. Rebecca released one hand from the bench and used it on her clit. The added sensation made her breathing go ragged and her legs weaken. Ben took one hand off her hips and reached up to tweak her nipple.

"Hard now," she said, "harder." Ben smalled into her, shoving her forward.

A groan of release came from the pines. It was abrupt and guttural.

"Did you hear that?" asked Ben without letting up.

Rebecca didn't answer. She saw the silhouette throw its head back and its arm jerk spasmodically until his shoulders slumped. Seeing this pushed her over the edge. She closed her eyes and the orgasm hit, rippling through her in electric waves. Her muscles clenched and released. She heaved forward, moaning and repeating "fuck yes, fuck yes, fuck yes," as Ben thrust against her with both hands tightly on her hips to keep her from falling. It went on for nearly a minute and she faded in and out of consciousness as the pleasure overwhelmed her.

Just as her orgasm subsided and Ben's thrusts became painful, he said, "I'm going to come."

"Come on the dress," she said between gulps of air. "Come all over the dress."

Ben pulled out and placed his dick on her back. A hot stream splattered her back and the dress. That slightest sensation triggered another, smaller orgasm in her. She was reduced to jelly while he slapped himself against her ass and released more sticky warmth onto her. He collapsed against her and they tumbled onto the bench.

When she finally opened her eyes again, it took a moment for the world to come into focus. The silhouette was gone from among the pines.

He asked her, "You had to have heard it that time."

"Yes," she agreed. "I did hear that."

Ben laughed. "Some pervert was watching us."

"Oh, well," she feigned disinterest. "I hope they enjoyed the show."

He agreed. "I know I did."

Ben d****d his cherished tuxedo jacket over his wife's shoulders. She kissed him. "I couldn't do it without you."

Becky suddenly felt cold and tired. Beads of sweat covered her. She pulled the cum stained dress back up over her breasts, it was badly stretched out of shape now. She thought about the return journey through the ballroom in the disheveled, wet dress. The idea of parading her sexuality through the room of oblivious drunks turned her on. She hoped David stayed.

"I love that dress." Ben admired the way its neckline now exposed so much cleavage.

"So do I," said Rebecca.

THE END

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They say that politics makes "strange bedfellows". Well, I'm here to tell you that it also happens in marriages from time to time. Take my marriage to Tom. He was immediately attracted to me when he spotted me in my sluttish clothes at a techno-party I was attending her in the Valley. It was a rare party for him since he's a mild mannered middle manager for a manufacturing plant. We aren't anything alike because I love the wild party scene and he's a guy that has to be at work by 7:00 a.m. six...

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Party me chudai

Hi friends this is my new short story .i m from pune this is a true story happen to one of my friend. I had change her name. She is rajul. Rajul was married and belive in her hasband more then anyother. She had 100% faith in her hasband. She never ever think her hasband will cheat her. One day she was not feeling well. She and her hasband parag wanted to go for a party. She was so tired that she for the first time told no to her hasband for a fancy dress party. Parag and rajul was to b a pair...

3 years ago
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Party Sluts

January 24th 2014 – a day that will be long remembered. The first Party Sluts gangbang of the New Year and 10 weeks since the previous gangbang. The party had been advertised for several weeks as being a "special event" and true to form, it was. Rather than have three rampant sluts on hand to service the hordes of horny male guests, we were fortunate enough to be entertained by four rampant sluts. Let's take a look at the line-up: The always effervescent Hayley (Hayley x x) fresh from her...

3 years ago
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Party Service

pressed into service by Brenda My Wife/Mistress has an older lesbian friend that lives a couple miles from us. She has a lovely large private infinity style pool that we use frequently. Lana knows how our relationship is built and that I dress femme regularly. I am her "pool girl," responsible for keeping the pool spotless and the decks and equipment running well. Of course this is always done in one of my many 2 piece bikinis. And for a TV that loves being a sissy what could be...

4 years ago
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Party Favors

We were going to the performance of a stage hypnotist. My roommate, Leslie, had been given two tickets -- for free -- by some guy she met in a mall. He told her he was a 'front man' for the hypnotist and that giving away the tickets was some kind of media thing. A lot of folks would have simply accepted that. I was skeptical. "You're always suspicious of everything, Rhonda," my roomie said with a pout. "I suppose it keeps you out of trouble, but it also keeps you from having any...

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PARTY GAMES0

Each year in June, the MD and owner of the company that I work for hosts a staff party at her spacious house in the hills outside the city, and I am going to tell you about what happened the first time that I attended. I was then just over 30, and had joined the firm seven months previously; I was in a middle management position, doing well and marked out as being on the fast track to the top. The event was ‘bring your partner’, but at that point I had no ‘significant other’, and in any...

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Party Time0

“Yeah I can’t wait for this party,” Lindsey said as she got into her dress. Lindsay and Kathrine lived together in a house they rented and tonight was going to be their big Christmas party, they had planned it for months making lists about who they would invite and what sort of party they would hold. “How do I look Kitty?” Lindsay asked as she showed off her tight fitted white dress she was going to wear for the party to her friend, who smiled, as she looked her over. “You look great...

4 years ago
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First Time With Crossdressers

For once, I actually decided to look at some of the other categories on the streaming sites I'd visit. So many things came up under fetish. Some of it I don't get but to each their own. A BBW was mixed in with the fetish and as I had expected before hand, it wasn't my cup of tea. Several videos had girls dominating guys in leather or latex outfits. I liked how tight they were, showing off every curve of their body, leaving little to the imagination. Upon thought, I had never been...

2 years ago
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Chronicles With Sexy Crossdressers

My email id is Do not forget to let me know how this sex story was. Who knows, we might get even lucky if everything goes well ;) Clean shaved men inside female clothes (or people who are known by the name crossdressers) are my new found favorites. Believe me, I always make it a point to taste every bit of them with passion and fire. My hands and tongue never leave an inch of their body. Hairless, like women and the ‘EXTRA’ jackpot called ‘COCK’, is simply divine. This is a story of how a...

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Party Night

I am Priya and a regular visitor of this site. This incident has happened when I was 21 years old and was in the final year of my college. I used to live in Vasant Kunj, Delhi and one of my friends Shefali, who lives in defense colony invited me for a party at their neighbor's house. It was a late night party. My parents usually won't allow such parties. So, I had to make a story that I would be going for my friend's place for combined study and would spend the night there. Another one of our...

2 years ago
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Party To Extend All Parties

It was just another e-mail from my boss, Johana, mixed in with the rest of the e-mails that hit my inbox during that day. I usually glance over the subject headers to pick out the urgent e-mails, dealing with the rest later. This one caught my eye; subject: The Party To End All Parties. I opened it and read on. It was an invite to my boss's country property for a party, Saturday evening in a few week's time. She went on to explain that it was a great opportunity to mix with a few of my work...

4 years ago
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Party Switch

Party Switch By Diana Kimberly Heche Part I: The Plan Halloween approached and Jamie and I looked forward to it with growing anticipation. It was by far one of the funnest nights of our year as well as being potentially important to our future. Every year, a couple in the city threw a huge Halloween bash filled with the who's who of the town. Jamie had gone to school with the wife's personal secretary and called in a favor to finagle our way onto the list several years...

3 years ago
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Party Crasher

"No stop!..." Danni felt the first finger enter her spit-lubed anus and she reacted by tensing-up while emitting a low volume "...uhhhh" in a manner that (much to her confusion and embarrassment) sounded too much like an expression of pleasure. "Oh there's no stopping now cause you're ours honey!... You think you can come to my place dressed how you are and lookin as fine as you do and think that this wouldn't happen?" "That's right foxy chica..you came here looking like you want to...

2 years ago
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Party Girl Chapter 1

Magnolia stood back, admiring her work.  She had been tasked with throwing the first unofficial party for all the students in her college’s Astronomy program.  Magnolia worked tirelessly for days to create a party worthy of Pinterest, setting up a projector to dazzle her guests that would take them sailing from universe to universe the second they gazed upon the canopy.  She had crafted handmade chocolates and Hors D’oeuvres shaped like planets.  Even the cocktails were galaxy themed.  Magnolia...

Reluctance
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Party Time

“Do you still want me to drive you,” I called to my seventeen year old daughter and her girlfriend who were upstairs getting dressed for a party. ‘We’ll be right down, daddy,” was her response. I sat down in front of the television and several minutes later my little girl, Sara, came down the stairs followed by her friend Rose. Sara and Rose have been friends since kindergarten. Now that they’re in high school, their friendship has never been closer. There’s always been a special place in my...

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Party of Four Part 1

When Timmy said he was having a party at his house on Saturday, I assumed it would be the usual high school party. Everyone stops by, there is beer, people get too loud, a neighbor calls the cops, and we all have to go home. The school year had just finished and it was party season for sure."Oh, that's great, Timmy. You'll have beer?"Timmy looked at me. "Not that kind of party. Not this time. This one will be a very small party, by invitation only, and please don't tell anyone else about it."I...

3 years ago
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Party Girl

Party Girl My story starts a little over a year ago. So short a time and yet so far away that it seems like a previous life. My girlfriend, Kelly, and I had been invited to a Fancy Dress party. Kelly works at a private hospital in the Regents Park area of St Johns Wood, London. She's a nurse and looks good in her uniform and she knows it. She also knows that I have a bit of a fetish about nurse's uniforms. Once, while we were in Camden, we went into a Rubber Fetish shop and she chose a...

2 years ago
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Party at Ricks

Rick popped a tin of tuna, slathered mayo on white and heaped potato chips on a paper plate. Tucking a Wall Street Journal under his shoulder, he carried his sandwich and diet soda to the sofa. He ate in front of the TV, checking cable news for updates on his stocks. Sometimes, he would fall asleep during prime time but tonight Rick was anxious. Tax season was taking a toil on the accountant. He worried about making the numbers match, whether he was certifying dubious earning statements. ...

3 years ago
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Party for Claire

I considered myself to be a good lover and she agreed. Nevertheless; she had had numerous affairs and she had left me several times for other guys. She eventually would grow tired of them or the other way around and she would return to me begging for forgiveness and I would always take her back. Why did I take her back? Because in bed; she could bat your balls right out of the park. You know what I mean. Claire loved to drink and party. It didn't take much booze to really get her in the...

3 years ago
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Party girl

I love wring my stories here. I always try to tell the deep emotions I feel, when I am a party slut. I am a nympho and love to get fucked by several men. I can have many orgasms and enjoy letting men see how much pleasure I get from pure naked sex. My Daddy is such a cool guy. He takes such good care of me. Always so thoughtful and so much fun. I would do anything for my Daddy. He loves to give me orgasms and watch me just melt with pleasure. He provides me lots of sex in more ways than one. I...

2 years ago
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Party Time in the Sixties

I was young in the sixties and everything was changing for the better. In Swansea, the old metal working industries were closing down and the need for employment in hard physical labour, which killed you before you were forty, was being replaced by the need for office workers. This sexual adventure started in a party. A lot of young office workers and students rented flats, and on Saturday nights people would invite other young people in the pub to come back to their flats for a party. I had...

1 year ago
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Party Time

Leaving the liquor store with my gift bag in hand I walked towards my car, eagerly anticipating the night ahead. My pants were clean, my nails were trimmed and I was hoping that the night would work out well.Two weeks before I had been invited to a party through a friend of mine. The hostess was a former client of my friends', a striking forty-two year woman who ran her own design firm. She had been invited to parties of ours in the past and the few times she showed she always owned the room...

4 years ago
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Party Slut

Party Slut by Richard-to-Rachel "Shhhh, careful, you'll wake him," I heard through a foggy daze. "Naah, he's out cold," came a second voice, "Barely stirred through the rest of it." My head was throbbing painfully and I couldn't bring myself to open my eyes. I knew that I had drunk too much at the party that night, I'd had a fight with Sasha, my girlfriend, and had drowned my sorrows perhaps a little too much. I didn't know how long I'd been out for but it was taking me a while...

4 years ago
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Party Rape

I was studying my Pre Calculus book when my roommate stormed into the room and flopped onto his bed. "Geez, Lenny. You always got your nose in a book. Why don't you ever go out drinking or anything on a Friday night?" I looked up at Gary. "I have a test next week." "That's next week. You got all weekend to study. Fridays are for partying, dude!" It's not like I've never gone downtown and had a few beers Friday or Saturday night. I'd even tried to ask a girl to dance once in a...

2 years ago
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Party with Paul

Party with PaulNancy and her friends sat around the living room with their drinks in hand, laughing and joking along with the party hostess. Debbie played with the rabbit vibrator and joked, “This is definitely not your momma’s Tupperware party!” Nancy laughed and nodded as she touched the rabbit vibe and felt the sensations flow through her fingers. More laughter and embarrassed giggles followed as the ladies passed the toys around and tried not to tell too much about their own collections...

3 years ago
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Party An Outfit Story

Josh Raines was less than thrilled to go to a party thrown by his fathers boss. To his mind it was part of continuing conspiracy by his parents to drive him completly insane through boredom. "Now Josh be sure to mind your manners. This man does pay the bills." His father said lightly and got out of the car. Josh and his mother both followed. Walking toward the impressive three story stone house ahead of them. Josh whistled as he looked the place over, someone sank some money into this place....

1 year ago
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Party Women Need Love Too Part 3

Note : This story is completely fictional! Chapter 10. Dancing in the Pork This gave Laura an opportunity to react. Laura realized that Earnie, Sal, Stosh and Nellie were about to get into it, and, believing that things would get even wilder if they all got drunker and turned on through dancing, gasped at her husband, "Ssshhhim, honey. Lesh ush all dance. Turn on the player, wousha honey." Even when exquisitely drunk Laura continued her hostess duties. When dancing, the happenstance partners...

Incest
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Party Girl Chapter 2

Bailee and Tom were heavy into making out, when suddenly Bailee got up. "I'll be right back," she said, and headed off to the bathroom. While she was gone, Tom got his cell phone out of his pocket and texted one of his buddies downstairs: "I'm upstairs with this really hot drunk chick. Find another ride home! Score!" Tom had just sent the text out when Bailee came back. They resumed their make-out session, with Tom using his hands to play with Bailee's breasts as he kissed her. Bailee, in...

Group Sex
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Party Favors

My getting into Blue Mountain State U., in the early 1970's was a blessing in so many ways. For one thing it got me out of a bad living environment in my little "Hick Town". I got accepted on a Music scholarship, not Football or Basketball, like most Black students there at the time, so I had to make the most of it. Back then no one asked bout sexual orientation, but since I managed to become the Drum Major for our high school band it was assumed, that I was "lite in the loafers", for some...

3 years ago
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party

We are at a party, and I don’t know a lot of people here, so rather than mingling like I normally would, I’m sticking pretty close to Chase tonight. In fact, right now, we are standing on the edge of what has become a little dance floor and watching people make idiots of themselves dancing, and laughing and having fun. I’m standing in front of Chase with my ass pressed up against his dick, and occasionally I sway to the music a little and get turned on from feeling it rub against me. He has...

4 years ago
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Party Favor

I realize this is purely a male fantasy, so with my apologies to women everywhere : *** Dory's bachelorette party was in full swing .   Her best friend Sue had gone to a lot of effort to put together the kind of party that would make her remember forever the joys of being single. It was an all-girl affair, though - she didn't want any guys spoiling the fun with their presence. Not that she had any problem with guys, of course, but too many women found it impossible to really let their hair...

Lesbian
4 years ago
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Party of Five

Eighteen years of marriage, my fortieth birthday just around the corner, two teenage kids and a husband who travels a lot doesn't always make for a stellar sex life. In fact, about three years ago, I quit keeping track of the times we fucked, it was pretty seldom, maybe a couple of times a month. Our sizzle' fizzled.' I put my old battery-powered vibrator in the trash and ordered one that is rechargeable and another that plugs in the wall. Now, there are no batteries to run out right at the...

2 years ago
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Party Treat

"Are you sure we have to go to this thing? We could always head back to the apartment and spend the night in," Laura's boyfriend Darren said, flashing her his most devilish smile from the driver's seat. It was a tempting offer, after all he was a very attractive guy. His cock was a little on the small side at only around five inches, but he ate pussy fairly well and was a decent lover overall. However she knew she had to refuse him this time. "Now c'mon honey, you know we have to go....

4 years ago
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Party Line

Party Line By teaser I got home a little later than usual on no particular Friday. Nothing much planned for the weekend, other than to be woken up several times nightly by idiot help desk people who couldn't figure out that their problem wasn't my fault. I hate being on call. My answering machine light was blinking. I thought to myself, I just got home and it's already started. I hit the button and was pleasantly surprised. "Hey Richard, it's Joanne." Hot damn! "Mistress...

1 year ago
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Party Hard

"Hey Ben, you ready yet? C'mon! The girls are waiting!" Ben tried for the fifth time to get his hair to stay the way he wanted it, finally giving up as his room mate shouted at him from down the hall. "Fine, Jack, I'm ready. Are we taking my car or yours?" "Are you planning to get blitzed tonight?" "Not particularly." "Well, I am, so let's take you car." They piled into Ben's Ford Taurus and pulled out from the apartment complex's parking lot onto 7th street. Frank had been...

3 years ago
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Party Nightwith Black MenPart 2

Garden Party Part 2……..So the party was in full swing Mick (my little cocked hubby) was in his perving element as the Black Studs worked their way through the Ladies at the garden party gathering. So far mostly and even the die-hard racist Ladies, with maybe the drink was helping, were coming over to Black Sex?Sue was sat back on Masala’s big lap after the impossible performance with him in the garden toilet (previous story). Such a tiny teen taking this Black donkey Dick! He had done her proud...

4 years ago
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party of bachelors

Bachelors PartyEver since we’d gotten married, I had been teasingmy wife Linda about how much I was looking forward toseeing her fuck another man. This always generatedgreat sex for us and I think it was something she washoping some day would actually played outOne of my old friends from high school was getting marriedand his bachelor party was coming up and Linda wouldusually pout and try to tell me that we didn’t need to haveone. The thought of me and a few of my friends drinkingand watching...

4 years ago
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Party K Bad Chudai

Me resmi kuch din se bahut paresan thi aur us raat to mujhe nind hi nahi aa rhi.Karib tin baj chuke the lekin meri aankhe jaise kisi ka entezar kar rhi.Kisi tarah subah hua aur me toilet gae.Fir fresh ho k nasta banane lagi.Kuch der k bad mera husband varun utha aur roz ki tarah job k liye tayar hone laga.Varun ek bank me cashier tha.Me varun k liye nasta le k room me gae aur woh beth k nasta karne laga.Varun bola ki aaj raat ko ek party me jana h to tum tayar rehna.Thodi der k bad woh bank k...

4 years ago
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Party Favors

Chapter one...Neil was bored and irritated. And feeling slightly frustrated, which was one reason for the boredom and irritation.Neil was a nice guy. Everyone said so. He was Mr. Dependable. If you wanted something done, Neil was willing to help out. This time it appeared to have bitten him. The request was simple enough. A couple of friends, Janet and Heather, shared a unit near him and had asked for a small favour. They were going to a party on Friday night. A women-only party, but could he...

2 years ago
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Party Skank Shares a Great Show

I met a woman at a party last night and this skinny skank gave me the best sex without touching that I've ever had. It was the best climax in a most erotic situation, complete with porn, voyeurism and fantastic masturbation. And we probably haven't finished yet.I was attending a celebration of a local Neighbourhood Watch's fifteenth anniversary. I was invited because I was a friend of a friend and didn't get out much. Someone took pity on me. I was standing alone watching the men in shorts...

2 years ago
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Party Early

Business was good, a little too good for my tastes. I was working with a new client in a new town. I had been in this little one horse town for two weeks and only had two days off. Twelve, twelve to fourteen hour days, was too much from my point of view. When the client said he wanted to take the weekend off for Halloween, I readily agreed. As I was packing up my laptop and equipment, Jerry, the client said, ‘There’s going to be a Halloween costume party out at the country club tonight, why...

2 years ago
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Party sex

This is a story that is a Mix of several different types of stories. Forced, Bondage, Machine, Gay,Fantasy, Horror and maybe a touch of Alien. We were never sure of its Origin. All we really know for sure is that many people in our town were changed in one way or another. Me and My wife Jan had been married for several years, we had just moved in to a new house, well new for us, it needed some repairs that I could handle on my own, nothing major. There were a couple other houses down at the end...

4 years ago
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Party Favor

She called me, early in the afternoon, "Can you do me a favor, I'm having a party tonight and I wanted your help to serve and tend bar, Please say you will?""Okay," I replied. We'd been friends some time, and I never minded helping out with things like this for her."Thanks, and one more thing, would you wear the catsuit, you know which one I mean, it's a "special" party..."Thinking, I did know which catsuit she meant, I had only just gotten it, and had modeled it for her on cam the other day,...

3 years ago
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Party Favor

She called me, early in the afternoon, "Can you do me a favor, I'm having a party tonight and I wanted your help to serve and tend bar, Please say you will?""Okay," I replied. We'd been friends some time, and I never minded helping out with things like this for her."Thanks, and one more thing, would you wear the catsuit, you know which one I mean, it's a "special" party..."Thinking, I did know which catsuit she meant, I had only just gotten it, and had modeled it for her on cam the other day,...

4 years ago
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party gone horribly right

My friend talks me into going to a party with her. I am well aware that the girl hosting the party is a lesbian, and that thought made me skeptical about drinking around her, but my friend insisted it was harmless and she wouldn't make a move on me unless I invited her to, so I finally agreed to go. I wear daisy duke cut off shorts and a tank top, something sexy to show off my legs and fit with the amazing weather. During the party I try to make it a point to avoid the hostess while I am...

2 years ago
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Party

What a party it was. My girlfriend had talked her single mother into letting us have a party in their house and there must be 40 people at one point. We were all in college and home over the weekend, so my girlfriend talked her mother into letting us party there instead of going out and get drunk somewhere else. Lisa's mother, Bella was a cool 40+ year old who thought it was better if we did not drink and drive. Or got in trouble for being drunk out on the streets. We were all over the drinking...

2 years ago
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Party Girl Part 2

My wife Ellen had had her first experience of a swinging party which really surprised me and said she would go again if the opportunity arose. About six weeks after the first party Sharroen sent an email to say she was having another party the following Saturday and we were both invited. She said that a few of the guys were interested in Ellen s they had not had the opportunity the first time.When we arrived at the party some of the previous couples were there and they came over and chatted....

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