Date: Sat, 17 May 2003 21:26:58 -0700 (PDT)
From: JohnP <johnp12@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Anniversary Party

Two weeks ago I attended a wedding anniversary party
at an upscale hotel. Just after we arrived my date ran
into an old girlfriend. They promptly disappeared onto
the crowded dance floor, leaving me at the bar. An
hour later I was still sitting alone, bored and mad,
finishing what I thought was one last drink before
leaving without her.

Just then two girls came up to the bar and, without
noticing me, ordered Marguerites. Both were gorgeous.
Trish (they told me their names later) was tall with
long blond hair; Sandy was shorter, with shoulder
length dark brown hair.

Out of desperation I guess, and before I could
second-guess myself, I said, "Hi, girls. My name is
John. Can I buy you those drinks?"

They looked at each other and burst out laughing.

I looked away embarrassed and red-faced.

"Sorry to bother you," I mumbled.

They didn't respond but stood there a minute more
talking to each other. Then, to my surprise, Sandy
looked at me and said hi. I smiled and said hello.
Twenty minutes later, and after ordering another round
of Marguerites, the girls and I sat down at a nearby
table.

The bar was still packed, and seeing we had two free
seats at our table, a couple asked to join us.

Sandy and Trish chimed, "Sure."

I hid my disappointment, no longer the center of their
attention, but decided to make the best of the
situation.  The woman, who introduced herself as
Heather, was stunning with a low cut dress showing off
full breasts; the man, Tom, was tall and muscular with
sun bleached blond hair. After a moment of small talk
Sandy asked Tom to dance. He looked at Heather and she
told them to have fun. After they got up I ordered
another round of Marguerites.

When they returned Sandy sat down next to me, squeezed
my thigh, and said, "You trying to get us drunk?"

I tried to play it off and, laughing, asked, "Would
that work?"

"It might," she said, and smiled mischievously.  My
heart skipped a beat when her hand moved up to my
crotch and squeezed me playfully.

The next song was a slow one and Tom asked Trish to
dance. As we watched them Sandy began whispering to
Heather. After a moment Heather looked toward me.

"See what he says," she said.

Sandy said to me, "Trish and I are going to go to
Heather and Tom's room. We're thinking of inviting
you, too. Interested?"

My heart leapt to my throat. Trying not to stammer I
replied, "I'd love to."

She smiled but then added, "One more thing.  You'll
have to do exactly what we tell you.  OK?"

She held my gaze defiantly.  Fighting the butterflies
in my stomach, I said yes. The girls exchanged smiles,
and then Sandy leaned over and kissed me sensuously.

"Good boy," she said.

The song ended and Trish came back to the table with
Tom. Heather stood up and kissed him, snaking her
tongue into his mouth, then whispered something to
them. Tom reached down, killed his drink and said,
"Everyone ready?"

Everyone was.

When we got to the room Tom opened the door.  Heather,
Trish, and Sandy followed him inside. I stood frozen,
having second thoughts, when Sandy turned and noticed
I wasn't coming. She smiled a devious smile and took
my arm.

"Come on, you're not backing out on us now, Johnny
boy," she said.

She tugged my arm and I moved through the door, my
heart racing.

Tom was pouring drinks for everyone when Sandy and I
came into the room. Heather stood next to him, and
Trish was already comfortable on the bed. Sandy walked
over and sat down next to Trish. There was a small
couch positioned to the side of the bed.  I made my
way to it and sat down, trying not to look nervous.
There was an awkward silence for a moment.

Trish said, "You guys said you were ready for
anything, right?"

Tom and Heather looked at each other. Heather leaned
up and kissed him seductively. She ran her hand down
over his pants and squeezed his crotch. As she took
her hand away the outline of his hardening dick
emerged. Heather smiled at the girls.

"Yes, definitely," she cooed.

Then Sandy turned and looked at me. I nodded yes,
trying to look the part.

Sandy stared at me.  Then just as the silence became
awkward, she took a deep breath and her eyes sparkled.
 She smiled at me.

"We want to see John go to over to Tom and get him
hard for us," Sandy said.

I felt the blood drain from my face as I sat there
frozen staring back at Sandy, searching her eyes for
some hint, some clue, to know if she was serious.

"You did say anything, John," Sandy said, her smile
daring me.

The room was silent. My ears rang and my heart pounded
so hard I covered it with my hand and looked down at
my chest.  My hand rose and fell with each beat.  I
tried to take a deep breath but could not even do
that.

"John," Sandy said softly, though her tone made it
clear she was waiting for me to obey.

I looked up and she was still smiling, waiting.  I
like to think I made my decision then, but I cannot
say that for sure.

I stood up and walked slowly over to Tom and Heather.
Heather rubbed Tom's cock through his pants as I got
down on my knees in front of him. She pulled down his
zipper and pulled his dick out, pumping it slowly in
front of my face. She pointed it to my lips, only
inches away.

Slowly I raised my hand, replacing hers on his shaft.
His skin was hot and his dick, twitched in my hand.
Pre-cum oozed from the tip. I stroked him, forcing out
more, which began to form a drop.  My heart raced as I
stared at it, so close to me, so real.  I opened my
mouth and licked the tip, tasting his salty semen.

My lips closed onto the head of his cock and I sucked
it into my mouth.  Swallowing, I sucked down on it
tightly.  I griped his shaft and pulled his cock
further into my mouth.  Tom groaned and pushed his
hips towards me.  I placed my hands on his knees then,
now sucking just the tip.  Then I opened my mouth wide
and slid my tongue between my lips to the sensitive
skin below the thick head.  He groaned as Heather
grabbed his shaft and fed his dick further into my
mouth.  When I could take no more I pursed my lips and
slid slowly back up the length of his cock.

"That's it, down and back, then suck just the head. He
loves that, don't you Tom," she said.

Tom groaned again and thrust his hips toward my mouth.
My breath came heavy as he slowly pistoned his dick in
and out of my mouth.  Each time I felt the back of the
head against my lips I pressed my pursed them tightly
and sucked him back in.  In a moment his thrusts
became more forceful.  He grabbed the top of my head
with his hand and I looked up to see him staring at
me.  His cock filled my mouth now, the head pressing
against my throat.

He grabbed his dick from Heather and fed it to me,
stopping when the ring of his fist pressed against my
lips.

"Fuck, he's gonna make me cum," he said.

I heard myself moan as I glanced at Heather, searching
for instructions.

"You're doing great," she said.

Then Heather took Tom's cock in her hand again and
pulled it up, taking it from my mouth.  I leaned
forward and licked up the length of it.  Then I turned
my head sideways and pressing my lips against his cock
slid up and down its length, nibbling him with my
teeth as I went.  My own dick ached as I realized I
wanted his dick back in my mouth, and that I wanted to
make him cum.  Then suddenly I realized Sandy and
Trish had moved down beside me.

"You are a good cock sucker," Sandy whispered. "I want
to see you finish him."

I pressed my lips back over the purple head and
Heather stroked him into my mouth once more.  Tome
groaned, more urgently this time.

But then Sandy said, "But not right now. Right now, I
need to be fucked."

With that she reached over and took Tom's dick from my
mouth. She playfully kissed the head of his cock then
led Heather and Tom over to the bed where they began
to undress.

I looked at Trish. She smiled and pulled me to the
couch. In a moment we were all naked.

"I think you liked that," Trish whispered.

Then she slid down and engulfed my cock.  Her hot
mouth took my breath.

As Trish went down on me I had a clear view of the
bed. Sandy lay back with Heather beside her.  Tom
opened Sandy's legs and pressed his fingers into her
pussy.  Heather began sucking Sandy's breast.  Sandy
moaned and pressed her hips up to push Tom's finger
deeper insider her.

Tom moved forward and pressed the head of his cock
against the entrance to her pussy.  With her free hand
Sandy grabbed his cock and pulled it inside her.  She
moaned loudly now as Tom pushed deep into her and
Heather licked and sucked her breasts. Sandy reached
behind Heather and slipped a finger into her dripping
cunt. Heather arched her back and moaned.

I was ready to lose control and told Trish she was
going to make me cum. She looked up, grinning.

"Not yet, I'm not," she said.

She moved up and turned around to face Sandy and the
others, then slid herself onto my dick. She leaned
forward, riding my cock. It was as though she was
searching for just the right spot, and when she found
it she began grinding herself onto my pole.

"Mmm yes, that's it. Oh, fuck yes," she groaned.

She impaled herself again and again. Over her shoulder
I glimpsed the bed where Sandy was now on top of
Heather in a 69 position.  Tom was behind Sandy,
pumping into her pussy.

The sight sent me over the edge and I began to cum. I
grabbed Trish's hips and pulled her hard onto me and
she started cumming, too. I exploded into her pussy,
sending a torrent of cum inside her. She fingered her
clit as she rammed herself onto my pulsing dick, and
moaned loudly as she came.

Tom's pace quickened.  Sandy raised her head from
Heather's pussy.

"Oh, God, suck my clit Heather, suck it. I'm cumming,
I'm cumming!" she cried.

At that Tom let out a loud moan and shot his load deep
into Sandy. When Sandy's orgasm subsided she lowered
her face back into Heather's pussy and soon sent her
over the edge as well.

We all collapsed. Trish leaned back against me, her
body warm but limp and relaxed.  After a few moments
Trish and Sandy looked at each other and began
laughing.

"Wow!" Sandy exclaimed as they giggled.

Then Sandy caught my eye.

"We're not done yet, though, right Johnny boy?" she
said.

I blushed once again, remembering what she had said
earlier.

"I love it when he does that," Trish laughed.

"Come over here to the bed, Johnny boy," Sandy cooed,
patting it playfully. "You have something to finish."

There was a twinkle in her eye I could not resist.
Hesitantly I did what she asked, and Trish followed me
to the bed.

Sandy had Tom stand up on the bed and lean back
against the wall at the head of the bed. Trish
instructed me to get in front of him on my knees.
Sandy sat on her knees to my left, Heather to my
right, and Trish stood behind me resting her hands on
my shoulders. I stared at Tom's semi-hard dick. My
heart began pounding hard again and I felt my stomach
churn. Sandy slid her hand over my cock and cupped my
balls.

"Do a good job for us and you'll get a reward," she
whispered, making my dick twitch.

Heather took Tom's cock and, as before, brought it to
my lips. Now it was slick with Sandy's juices and
Tom's cum. Trish pushed me forward gently and I took
the head in, swabbing it with my tongue. I felt him
twitch and grow in my mouth as I swallowed.  I sucked
him in deeper until my lips touched Heather's hand on
his shaft. Tom moaned and pushed his hips forward. I
pulled back to the head and licked and sucked it.
Soon he was fully hard.  Heather moved her hand away
and I grasped his shaft, stroking him into my mouth. I
had abandoned any pretense of hesitation.  I wanted to
give him the greatest blowjob he'd ever had.  Sandy
began slowly stroking my dick.

"Yes, that's it," Trish said.

I pressed my lips over my teeth and bobbed my head up
and down his shaft.  His dick pressed into my mouth
and as it did I flicked the slit with my tongue.  Tom
groaned and pushed his dick further into my throat as
I continued. When it was fully hard I could only get
about half his cock into my mouth, and I began jacking
him off as I concentrated on sucking the head and
first two inches below it.  I swirled my tongue back
and forth against the slit of his cock and around the
velvet head.  In a moment his dick was throbbing. He
groaned and lost his balance, nearly pulling his dick
from my mouth.  But he caught himself and, grabbing
his dick with one hand and the back of my head with
the other, pushed his dick further down my throat.
The girls watched, transfixed, as he pumped his cock
into my mouth.

"He's going to cum soon.  Are you ready?" asked Sandy.

I groaned loudly to indicate I was.  I placed my hands
against his thighs and held my head still has he
jacked himself off into my mouth, faster and faster.
I was struggling to breath, to swallow, but knew he
was about to cum.  Suddenly he grunted loudly and I
felt his hot cum hit my tongue. I pressed my lips
around the head, sucking him forcefully as he squirted
stream after stream onto my tongue and down my throat.
I struggled to swallow it all and he grunted loudly as
I sucked the sperm from him.  He pulled back and his
dick popped out of my mouth.  But he continued to pump
his cock, jacking himself off into my face, and
sprayed ropes of cum onto my lips, and down my chin
and neck.

Sandy stroked my cock faster and suddenly I turned and
looked at her.  She leaned forward and kissed me
roughly, lapping Tom's cum from my lips.  Then I felt
a warm sensation on my cock; Heather had moved down
and had begun sucking me.  Trish's hands moved down
over my chest sending an electric sensation through
me.  Still kissing Sandy, Tom's cum mingling on our
tongues, I began to shoot my load into Heather's
mouth. As Sandy stroked and Heather sucked I cried out
as I came.

When my orgasm subsided I fell back on the bed, numb
and exhausted.  I looked up to see Tom sliding down to
sit, also spent as Heather moved over and kissed him
deeply, sharing my cum with him.

Finally we all collapsed into a heap and went to
sleep.

I woke up at 4am and slipped out of bed. I leaned down
and kissed Sandy. She awoke and smiled at me. We
gathered our things and dressed quietly in the dark,
while Trish, Heather, and Tom slept.  When we finished
she kissed me.

"That was incredible," I whispered.

"After all these years, did you think I couldn't
surprise you?" she said.

"You went beyond my wildest imagination," I said.

She giggled.  "I love you," she said, then added "and
happy anniversary."

As we left I wondered how my wife could have concocted
such an adventure. After 12 years of marriage, this
was her best anniversary gift yet.