Ryder, Party of Six

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Glen

Glen is a hardworking financial advisor who spends most of his days completely tense and stressed out. He loves his wife Jess but doesn’t always feel like she understands the pressure he feels to provide for her.

Jess

Jess is a gorgeous, horny, and successful 32-year-old. She’s happily married to Glen but is always looking for ways to spice up their marriage. She secretly fantasizes about being with a woman.

To say I was excited would be an understatement. Glen and I never did anything fun anymore. His new job as a financial advisor had him overworked and undersexed. Or maybe I was the one undersexed? He was always too tired and too stressed to make love. I mean, we still did it, but it was quick and uneventful. I like the foreplay and love oral sex — giving and receiving. I long for the build up and the teasing. It drove me wild. But there was never any time for that anymore. I was lucky if it lasted more than five minutes.

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To say I was excited would be an understatement. Glen and I never did anything fun anymore. His new job as a financial advisor had him overworked and undersexed. Or maybe I was the one undersexed? He was always too tired and too stressed to make love. I mean, we still did it, but it was quick and uneventful. I like the foreplay and love oral sex — giving and receiving. I long for the build up and the teasing. It drove me wild. But there was never any time for that anymore. I was lucky if it lasted more than five minutes.

And we never went on dates anymore. No dinners out, no movies, no dancing. Life had become pretty fucking lame. But tonight was going to change all that. Somehow, I’d convinced Glen to leave work early enough to attend a couple’s game night at my friend Liz’s house. It was her and her husband Jason and another couple I didn’t know. We’d drink wine, have some snacks, and play a few games. I was hoping it would help relax Glen a little. He was always so fucking tense.

I looked over at him in the driverseat. His jaw was clenched and his hands gripped the steering wheel tightly. The headlights of passing vehicles reflected off his wire rim glasses. I reached over and firmly kneaded the tight muscles along his shoulder and neck. He bent his head sideways, letting out a gruff moan.

“Feel good?” I asked teasingly.

“Mmm hmm.” He didn’t take his eyes off the road, just leaned a few inches closer to encourage me to keep rubbing. I moved my hair from his neck to his leg, caressing the inside of his thigh. His dress pants were snug around the crotch, showing a clear outline of his balls. I cupped them in my hands and he flinched.

“Babe! Come on.” He reached down and moved my hand away.

Oh yeah, Glen needed this night way more than I did.

I rolled my eyes and scoffed.

“Sorry,” I said emotionless. “Sorry I find my husband attractive and enjoy touching him.”

I stared out the window. The cool night air tickling my face and bare chest. My strapless dress dug slightly into my underarms as I readjusted it. My lack of chest didn’t help matters. I barely filled out the tops I wore. The only plus was that I could easily get away without wearing a bra. Tonight, I wasn’t wearing underwear either.

“Jess, I’m sorry,” Glen’s voice interrupted my thoughts. I looked over at him. His brown eyes looked sad.

He reached over and squeezed my hand.

“I love that you want me,” he grinned slightly, showing off his straight white teeth.

I squeezed his hand back without saying anything, then looked up just in time to see Liz’s house up ahead.

“It’s there, Glen. That one.”, I said pointing to the large brick house at the end of the cul de sac where Liz’s last name — Ryder — was clearly displayed on the mailbox.

I recognized Liz’s Durango in the driveway. Just as we pulled up, I could see the silhouette of another couple walking through the front yard toward the door. It was too dark to clearly see their faces but the woman was tall and thin with long red hair. The man had dark skin and a bald head which glistened slightly under the porch lights.

Glen parked the car in the driveway and turned to me. He took a deep breath and smiled.

“Tonight’s going to be fun. I think I really need this.”

I smiled and brought Glen’s face to mine, kissing him gently. We exited the car and made our way up the three steps to Liz’s front door. Glen placed one hand on my ass and used his other to knock.

“Are you not wearing underwear?” he asked in surprise, noticing no bikini-lines beneath my tight black dress.

But before I could answer the front door swung open. I assumed it was Liz’s husband on the other side. We’d never met but I recognized him from the photo Liz kept on her desk at work.

“Hi!” The man excitedly greeted us. He was wearing dark jeans that sat loosely on his hips. A navy blue Polo shirt was snug on his toned upper body. The sleeves pulled tightly around his massive biceps. His blond hair was haphazardly geled in a messy, sexy sort of way. The scruff on his chin offset his otherwise polished look.

As my eyes scanned his body I instantly felt my pussy swell. He was everything Glen wasn’t. Don’t get me wrong, I loved Glen and I loved fucking Glen. But he was more tall, thin, and studious. Glen wore glasses and was always clean shaven with perfectly combed hair.

Jason extended his hand to shake Glen’s and then mine before welcoming us inside. The house was warm and smelled of a cinnamon candle, wine, and fresh baked horderves. Jason led us into the living room where the couple I’d seen outside was standing, chatting with Liz.

“Jess!” Liz shouted and came rushing over to me. Her red dress only had one sleeve, exposing her tan muscular shoulder. A thick black belt cinched at the waist, accenting her athletic body. She embraced me in an overzealous hug. She smelled of wine and I knew she was already buzzed. I introduced her to Glen and then she proceeded to introduce us to her neighbors — Roger and Sonya.

Sonya seemed like a fitting name for the female. She had pale skin, long, wild red hair and green eyes. She was tall and thin, her long legs going on for days before disappearing under her tight black miniskirt. Her thin ivory tank top left little to the imagination. I noticed her small areolas beneath the fabric. I’m sure Glen noticed too.

Roger had mocha colored skin and strong hands. I could tell when he shook mine and couldn’t help but gawk at their size. If his hands were that big I could only imagine the size of his cock. My nipples perked to life and I swallowed hard.

“I need a glass of wine,” I blurted out without warning.

Liz laughed, grabbed my hand and drug me across the room to the mini-bar.

For the next hour or so we all chatted, mingled, and got to know one another. Without realizing it, the group of us had downed four bottles of wine. Everyone was relaxed and having fun. Everytime Sonya laughed, she’d fall backwards onto the sofa, letting her legs spread and giving me an unobstructed view of her bush. I wondered if it was on purpose. I also wondered if Glen noticed Jason eye-fucking me from across the room. I sat up straight in the arm chair, pushing out what little tits I had and letting my dress ride an inch farther up my thigh. Jason drank his vodka and soda slowly from a glass, swirling ice in his tongue, his eyes locked on mine. I felt the wetness growing between my legs and felt secretly grateful for wearing a black dress that would hide any evidence of my dripping pussy.

“Alright,” Liz stumbled to her feet and clapped her hands, in an effort to get our attention. She laughed loudly and steadied herself on the wall. “Game time!”

Glen looked over at me from where he stood talking to Roger. He mouthed “game time” with a furrowed brow. I shrugged my shoulders as if I was just as clueless as him and downed my glass of wine. Glen’s cheeks were red and he had loosened the top three buttons of his collar, exposing a white undershirt. I could tell he was buzzed.

Liz gathered us all around the carpet in a circle and grabbed one of the empty wine bottles from the bar. She had a large piece of poster board with a circle drawn on it. Around the outside were the men’s names in big, bold letters — Glen, Jason, and Roger. Liz, Sonya, and I exchanged mischievous looks while the men all looked equally confused. We all sat in a circle, the board in the center.

“Okay, I’m the host so I’ll go first!” Liz placed the empty bottle on the board and spun it.

“What is this?” Glen asked, “Spin the bottle?”

I smiled coyly at him. “Not quite.”

The dark green bottle spun a few times before coming to a clumsy halt on Roger’s name. I was instantly relieved. As much as I loved Liz, I would’ve felt a little awkward had the bottle landed on Glen.

Roger looked confused and Liz just giggled uncontrollably. She loved black men so I knew she was pleased.

“That means it’s my turn!”, Sonya said, grabbing the bottle and giving it an aggressive spin. It wobbled around on the board before landing squarely on Glen.

“Ooooh,” Sonya said seductively, “Poindexter.”

All the women burst out laughing — partially thanks to nerves but mostly thanks to that fourth bottle of wine. I let out a sigh and Jason and I exchanged another glance. I bit my bottom lip and ran my hands over the tops of my thighs. He raised his eyebrows and smirked.

“Wait,” Glen said excitedly, breaking my concentration. “What exactly is going on here?”

Sonya slowly began crawling across the board, shoving the wine bottle out of her way.

“Aw, come on Glen, haven’t you figured it out?”

Her silky top hung low, exposing her tits. I watched Glen’s eyes float downward, taking a peek at what Sonya had to offer. Her black skirt was slowly riding up her thighs with every movement. Glen straightened up in his seat and nervously began shifting around.

“It’s ok, baby, relax.” Sonya was in front of him now, both of them kneeling. She placed her hands on his thighs and slowly ran them upward, toward his waistline. He grabbed them abruptly and looked at me.

“Jess! What the fuck?”

I smiled coyly.

“It’s fine,” I said reaching over and rubbing his shoulder the same way I had done earlier. “You need to relax. This’ll be good for you.”

“Yeah, Glen,” Sonya echoed, “Relax.”

And with that she grabbed his hands and placed them on her tits. Her nipples were visible through the thin silk fabric. Glen didn’t quite grasp her breasts but he also didn’t move his hands away. Sonya continued to stroke his thighs and I could see his erection slowly growing in his pants. I felt a rush of warmth to my pussy. Sonya placed her hands on Glen’s once more and used them to massage her breasts. She moaned and bit her lip. Glen’s eyes were large — a mix of shock and arousal.

Jason stood up and I followed suit. Liz and Roger had made their way over to the loveseat in the corner of the room. Jason reached over Sonya and Glen and grabbed my hand, leading me around them and closer to him. I looked out of the corner of my eye to see Sonya slowly licking the edges of Glen’s lips. His eyes were closed and his mouth half-parted. Another rush of pleasure electrified my pussy. She pushed him backward against the armchair, his legs spread out in a V. Sonya was nestled between them, her red nails digging into his thighs.

I turned my attention to Jason. My face was even with his chest. He was strong and tall and powerful, towering over my tiny frame. Without a word, he grabbed the top of my dress and pulled it down, exposing my tiny breasts. I let out a gasp of surprise and delight. He took each of my mounds in his hands, licking and sucking my nipples expertly. I grabbed the hair on his head, tugging on it. His mouth engulfed my tits while his hands reached under my dress, grabbing at my ass. My clothing was around my waist now and I struggled to reach the top of his jeans. He lifted me up easily, my legs wrapped around him, my wet, eager pussy pressed against his stomach. He carried me over to the wall, pushing me up against it. God, it felt so good to be manhandled.

Over his shoulder I could see Roger on his knees, his face buried in Liz’s pussy. She was completely naked, one leg draped over his shoulder and the other extended over the back of the couch. I watched as he finger-fucked her. She squeezed and grabbed her breasts, pinching her own nipples, looking down intently at Roger.

Jason began to undo his own belt and shoved his jeans down under his muscular ass. He kissed me hard and deep, his tongue hungrily exploring my mouth, running along my teeth. I sucked it, imagining it was his cock. I felt his flesh against my pussy lips, which were spread open, my legs still wrapped around his waist. He smacked my swollen clit with the head of his cock. I grabbed his neck firmly, pushing myself harder against the wall, struggling to hold myself in place. He propped my body up with one hand, his finger teasing my asshole. He used the other to guide the tip of his cock into my hole. I gasped at the sensation of an unfamiliar dick in me. He pushed it in slowly, one inch at a time before giving one final thrust, burying his shaft completely in my cunt.

I braced myself as he continued to fuck me with long, steady strokes. I looked over his other shoulder to see Sonya bent over the armchair, Glen pounding her from behind. His shirt was still on but the buttons were open. His pants were around his ankles as he methodically fucked Sonya doggy-style. She arched her back and clung to the armchair, moaning and squealing. Glen’s cock was long and thin, perfect for tapping my G-spot. I could tell by Sonya’s cries of pleasure that he was hitting all the right spots. She reached back and spread her asscheeks open. To my surprise, Glen delivered a loud, firm smack to her ass. The pale skin jiggled and then came to a rest. Her tits bounced beneath her body as she pushed backwards on my husband’s tool.

Jason stepped back from the wall, holding me up with his strong hands, fucking me hard and fast. His balls slapped against my ass and I gripped his biceps tightly. I could see Liz riding Roger’s cock in the corner. Glen and Sonya had changed positions and she was now licking her pussy juice from his shaft, which was harder than I’d ever seen it. I heard her gag as he shoved her mouth downward and his dick deeper down her throat.

The sight of another woman blowing my husband and Liz fucking a giant black cock were too much for me to handle. I couldn’t hold off any longer. Jason’s thick tool filled every inch of my tiny pussy and in this position, he was deeper than Glen had ever been. I clasped my hands around his neck and leaned backward, letting him pull and push my hips inward and outward on his dick. Just when I thought he couldn’t move any faster, he did, hitting my G-spot and flooding my body with warmth. I came hard and long. Waves of pleasure warming my belly and spilling cum from my hole. He came too. I felt his shaft pulsing inside me and his thick fluid slid down my ass crack. My body went limp and I clung to his neck until he finished. After a few, slow pumps, Jason lowered me to my feet.

My thighs were sticky and wet from a mix of cum. I pushed my hair back and took a breath, still recovering from the intense orgasm. I stared at Jason’s cock which was still half-erect. Then, I felt a hand in mine. It wasn’t Glens — it was far too delicate and thin. I looked up and to my surprise it was Sonya. She had walked over to us with a determined look in her eyes. She leaned in and without a word, she kissed me. And I didn’t stop her. She tasted like Glen’s cum. Her soft lips enveloped mine. Her hands cradled my face. She pulled away briefly and whispered in my ear, “Let me clean that up for you.” And with that, she grabbed my shoulders, turned me around, and forced me to bend over. I gasped in delight at the feeling of her mouth on my pussy. She moaned deeply, licking and sucking the mix of cum from my lips and asshole.

Before I could say a word, Glen was standing in front of me, his cock still hard and perfectly in-line with my face. I couldn’t see him but heard him say, “Great party, babe,” before shoving his dick in my mouth.

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