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A Party At The Wheeler's free porn video
This party held promise. It was not going to be a mild soiree but it was going to have a great mix of people at a beautiful large country home. I was invited because the man of the house knew me from volunteer organization work where we had crossed paths. He did not know about my seedy reputation and he was something of a wise older counselor for me. I was interested in his son Ricky, who was about my own age.
The party was to have a couple of grills going on the home’s large terrace. It was to have a cookout atmosphere and we were to come in casual dress. I had an idea there might be an excursion to the barn to look at horses or to the pond to look at landscaping so I decided to wear blue jeans with Italian-made rock climbing boots. I decided I would go with a blue theme building upon the blue jeans with a sheer powder blue blouse and a darker blue neck choker. Underneath the blue blouse I wore a dark blue shelf bra that was cut low but still high enough to cover my nips and areolas. The bra was not sheer but this being neither a square nor wild get-together I didn’t want to wear one of my sheer bras under a sheer blouse. I thought the dark blue practical bra would be just the right amount of daring for this party. There would still be some fleshy jiggly curves at the top of the bra that the blouse was transparent enough to display.
After arriving I checked out the other women to see what they had chosen to wear. One cute girl was in jeans with a sun halter. Another woman was in a sun dress. A couple of others had low-cut or cleavage-showing tops so I felt like my clothing choice fit-in. Some girls wore cowboy boots or fashion boots so my expensive heavy tread Italian boots did not seem too out-of-bounds.
Mister Wheeler, who owned this great spread, greeted me warmly. And just as I thought, he walked me down to the riding ring adjacent to the barn to show off a young thoroughbred he had recently acquired. Naturally, I fell in love with Gusto as he was both beautiful and friendly. After the barn area we walked out to a gazebo situated on a small island reached by an ornate bridge in the near pond. The banks of the pond were highly landscaped and everything was beautiful. There were a few other guests in the gazebo and he introduced me and then excused himself. I enjoyed chatting with the mix of guests that included young adults, middle-aged couples, and older folks too.
After returning to the back terrace, I chowed down on grilled chicken, corn, pork kebobs, a spinach-bacon-cheese casserole, and a variety of rich desserts. I spotted Ricky standing near the terrace talking to a mixed group of guests. He was a dream even if he had been of a humble economic class instead of living in this estate.
As I watched Ricky make the social rounds I noticed that naturally there were other girls putting the moves on him. He seemed gracious but was seasoned at being sought-after. His sister Brooke, was the more aggressive flirter and she seemed to really enjoy chatting up lots of guys.
As the evening wore on, I made my way up to Ricky, introduced myself, reminded him of where we had met before, and attempted to make lively conversation. He was friendly but not flirtatious. He looked me in the eyes, without casting glances down to my bust. So his eye-contact with me was classy but it did not bode well for my chances with him. Most guys look through a sheer blouse and many look way too much. This guy was by reputation a real stud but he was NOT showing any interest in me.
I felt like the best strategy would be to circulate away from Ricky before he took the initiative to move away from me. After moving across the terrace I ran into his father who picked up the tour after leaving me at the gazebo. This time he showed me the living room, den, sun room, library, and recently renovated kitchen. All of it was impressive. As we cut back through the den we saw that his daughter Brooke had taken position on the couch with a young man and they were already sharing a kiss. Mister Wheeler made a humorous remark as we passed and Brooke laughed but did not take her hands off of her newfound friend.
Mister Wheeler and I ascended an impressive back staircase because he wanted to show me the sun deck. Up there we had a view down upon the party. The deck was great too with sun cots, a telescope for night sky gazing, a table, and assorted chairs. I was admiring the view of the well-lighted pond and pretty gazebo beyond the terrace when I felt Mister Wheelers hands reach around to the front of my waist. He unfastened my belt and unzipped my jeans. I did not move or say anything. My jeans were pulled down with the undies being dragged down in the same motion. I felt age 50-something fingers feeling up my 27 year old slit and ass. My back was to him so he could not read my expression. I believe I had a subtle smile and was thinking that perhaps he did know something of my reputation. I stayed slightly bent forward at the sun deck wall and I and he did not exchange any words. He was not a dreamboat like his son Ricky but he was a strong handsome divorced man. After five minutes of being felt up (only below the waist???!!!) he got a good and hard erection out and deftly guided it up inside me. The ambient light might have shown me rocking a little as he fucked me but I don’t think anyone noticed me at the edge of the sun deck or the dimly lit male figure behind me. I soon had semen running out of my contraceptive controlled body (this was shortly before turning against the pill as bad for my health). I broke the silence by saying “that adventure felt good”. He laughed.
After descending the staircase we cut back through the den where Brooke and her new friend were still making out. Her breasts were out of her top and she was all over the guy. I did not know the guy but Mister Wheeler did and he said in a booming humorous voice, “Jimmy, you’ve been going at her for half an hour and you still don’t have her bottoms off yet” and he laughed at his own comment as we exited the room.
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