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A couple of weeks ago my wife hosted an Ann Summers party. I had hoped to sneak away for the evening as, though I would have been more than interested in the lingerie on display, I didn't fancy listening to the constant cackling common to "women only" parties and also the inevitable anti-partner jibes such as: "I ask are you in yet and he says I'm finished", "he picks his nose and farts afterwards" and "you'd think he was rodding a drain the way he goes about it" etc. The wife had other ideas however and I was drafted in to prepare the nibbles, pour the drinks and answer the door, the latter duty being much to the embarrassment of some of her friends as they weren't expecting any males to be present.
The party started off sedately enough but once the wine started to flow, the scanties got scantier and the toys started being passed around, things quickly started to degenerate.
I kept to myself in the kitchen as much as possible but was called on at intervals to replenish the wine glasses of the by now sloshed debauchees and satisfy their munchies with vol au vents and sausages on sticks etc. On my third tour of duty, I entered the lounge to find my wife's normally reserved friend Caroline laughing raucously and holding up a black and silver suspender- teddy against her well upholstered body. My wife looked at me slyly and said "Caroline was just joking about what you would look like in that outfit". I blushed and feigned indifference but was of course secretly aroused by the thought.
My arousal wasn't as secret as I supposed though which became apparent when another friend, Stephanie announced to the entire room "aw bless, he's got a right boner in his jeans". My wife feigned indignance before scolding me with "how dare you get an erection in front my friends. I'm going to have to punish you but how? Ah yes, go to our room immediately and put that teddy on. You'll find some stockings in my second drawer down (as if I didn't know) and you can put my thigh high boots on as well". I remained rooted to the spot, temporarily paralysed by competing and conflicting feelings of embarrassment and hornyness, my reverie only broken by the added inducement (as if I really needed one) of Stephanie's promise to give me a gobble if I did.
I quickly went upstairs, although not too keenly, divested myself of my manly attire and slid the silky teddy up my body. Having selected a pair of black sheen stockings from the infamous second drawer down and donned the toe crushing thigh high boots I headed back downstairs.
On re-entering the lounge I was greeted by a chorus of wolf whistles and an instruction from Stephanie to "come over hear gorgeous, a promise is a promise". Needing no further encouragement I tottered over to the sofa where Stephanie was reclining, a glass of wine in her right hand and a black stiletto court shoe dangling off her left foot. As I approached she surprised me by not sitting up and leaning forward as anticipated. Instead she kicked both shoes off and reclined back even further on the sofa before instructing me to position myself in front of her and get my cock out. Due to the straining effect of my cock being engorged in the silky confines of the teddy gusset I struggled a bit with the popper fastenings, but my throbbing member was soon bouncing free.
Stephanie ran her tongue around her rose red lips, gave me a longing look and then slid down on the sofa, raising her stockinged feet as she did so. Through the semi opaque toes of her fully fashioned nylons I saw that she had leopard skin patterned acrylic nails on her cute toenails as well as on her fingernails which was quite apt as she was certainly putting a tiger in my tank. She curled and clenched the toes of both feet around my throbbing shaft and then began to work up and down, digging her nails in slightly as she did so. The sensation began to gradually build even though I found the nail action a bit irritating. Thankfully she turned her feet so that her big toes were pointing upwards and began to slowly caress my little soldier with the reinforced soles of her FF nylons. The effect was electric, rather like having a soothing balm applied and then feeling it being gently rubbed in. A glistening of pre cum soon appeared on my helmet and then a tiny rivulet seeped onto Stephanie's nylon encased toes. She either noticed or immediately sensed it as she hissed: "on no you don't you trigger happy little wimp, I want your saltiness hitting the back of my throat not the soles of my feet". With that she sat up and took me full in her mouth.
I looked nervously round to see my wife looking on as a disinterested observer, albeit with a suggestive glint in her eye
and I noticed that Caroline seemed to have a look of envy on her face. I'd no sooner thought this when Caroline shouted across to Stephanie "let me have a turn you greedy cow; it was my idea to dress him up after all". Stephanie temporarily pulled back from my cock and retorted mockingly "hark at her. They used to call her Attila the Nun at college and now she thinks she's Linda Lovelace". With that she ignored Caroline and got back down to giving me one hell of a blowjob. Not to be outdone and in an obvious attempt to exceed Stephanie in the kinkiness stakes, Caroline leapt from her armchair, dropped to her knees behind me, lifted the backflap of the teddy that had started the whole show and buried her face between my nether cheeks. She then began lapping and tonguing my ass pussy as though she hadn't eaten for a fortnight. It wasn't long before the competing actions of my two new lady friends caused my balls to spasm and I shot a thick wad of spunk into the back of Stephanie's throat. She withdrew and said to Caroline in a half choked voice. "If you want some cum, come and get it". Before I knew what was happening and to my amazement, Stephanie and Caroline began kissing and swapping my cum. This was obviously more than my wife could stand as she stormed across the room shouting "stop it you cunts, he's my bitch and I should be the cat that gets the cream". Following the wife's outburst, Stephanie and Caroline seemed to act of one accord as they both stood up and spat my cream into my unsuspecting wife's face. Totally un fazed, she circled her index finger round each cheek carefully gathering up every last drop of my seed before sucking on the by now salty digit. She then turned to me and ordered me to go upstairs and watch telly so that she and her friends could carry on the party unhindered. I was happy to leave as things were getting a little too oestrogen charged for me and as I took one last glance back in the lounge as I climbed the stairs, I saw a scene of utter feminine depravity the final imagine being that of Caroline busy working away with a two pronged vibrator; one in the pink and one in the stink as they say.
A couple of hours later I heard giggles and the slamming of car doors as taxis came to pick up the wife's friends and then I heard the unmistakable sound of my wife coming up the stairs. She entered the bedroom clutching a gift bag which she announced contained another outfit for me and she would be requiring me to model it soon, although not that night as she was shattered....(To be continued) xx
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