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Archive name: cocktail.txt (MF, wife, voy)
Authors name: Anonymous
Story title : Cocktail Party
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Cocktail Party (MF, wife, voy)
by Anonymous Author
Mike had been itchy all evening, Rachael could tell.
He'd been rubbing his hands across her shoulders, down
her arms, and across her ass, bumping up against her as
they moved from one crowded room to another, and
slipping his hand halfway up the inside of her thigh
whenever he thought he wouldn't be caught.
It wasn't ordinary horniness, she knew. They had taken
care of that earlier while showering before they
dressed for the party. It was definitely something
else. And she knew just what he needed to scratch that
itch.
Slipping her hand into his, Rachael guided him out of
the main room, and up the stairs to the second floor
bathroom; the one most of the women used because it was
out of the way from everyone else's eyes.
Leading him into the large bathroom, she flicked the
light on over the toilet area while leaving the other
lights over the double sinks dark, creating a spotlight
effect in the shadowy room. Closing and locking the
door, she turned to Mike and unfastened his trousers.
Directing him to sit on the toilet, she knelt down in
front of him and took his cock into her mouth, licking
and sucking until it had become hard in her hand. Her
own excitement at what was to follow for him generated
a warm flow of her juices, misting the silky panties
she wore under her party shift.
Rachael stood and, pulling the leg band of her moist
underwear aside, backed onto his hard member, engulfing
him slowly with her hot hole. Mike's hands on her hips
helped her to move up and down until she was extremely
agitated. The wetness, resultant of her orgasm,
copiously drenched the crotch of her panties.
She stood, leaving Mike in a very excited state, and
motioned for him to stand. As she bent down to remove
her wet underwear, she eagerly licked and sucked his
cock clean. She then sad down on the vacated seat, and
released the stream of urine, held so long.
The cool air on his moist member and the sound of
Rachael's waters made Mike's cock twitch. Again,
Rachael stood, and holding back the layered curtains
hiding the bathtub, motioned for Mike to step inside.
With Mike standing in the tub, Rachael leaned in and
kissed him, stuffing her wet panties in his open pants
under his balls.
"I'll be back for you in fifteen minutes," she
murmured, and turned to leave the room.
As she opened the door, she happened upon two women
heading towards the bathroom together. "It's all
yours, ladies," she smiled as she exited.
"You first, Laura," offered the tall redhead.
"Oh, lord, I've got to go so bad! I can hardly walk,"
moaned the little blonde.
"Me either, hurry up!" gasped the redhead. Both women
entered the bathroom, closing the door behind them.
Indeed, the blonde needed to go so badly, she could
barely walk. Breathing slowly, she controlled her need
and carefully squirmed her way over to the toilet, her
hand under her dress holding her pussy tight and
praying she would make it to the bowl.
Now, to get her underwear down fast enough so she could
sit in time! Squirming, and wriggling frantically,
Laura swiftly pulled her panties down around her knees,
and plopped onto the seat.
A long, gushing stream erupted from her as she sighed
in pleasure and triumph. "Aaaahh, better than sex!"
she exclaimed to the tall redhead waiting over at the
sinks.
"Oh, yes!" She looked up at her companion, and saw
that the woman had simply pulled her dress up and
leaned back into one of the sinks, and was at that
moment releasing her pent up waters as well. Laura
noticed that her friend hadn't been wearing any
underwear at all, and now, considering her own sopping
panties, she removed and tossed them through the
curtains into the tub, to be retrieved later before she
left for home.
Mike, who had been listening to the exchange and
watching both women through the curtains could barely
stand to touch his rock-hard cock. The red satin
panties gleamed darkly at his feet where they had been
tossed.
The two women cleaned up and left the room, and Mike
was left alone for a moment. During this time, he bent
down and picked up the discarded underwear, stuffing
them under his scrotum along with Rachael's. He could
feel the wet material against his skin and smell the
musk rising from the warm area in which they were
hidden.
His hand had lightly touched his straining member all
the time the two women had been at their toilette,
careful not to bring himself to orgasm in anticipation
of a full quarter hour of watching and listening to all
these beautiful women relieve themselves.
Soon, another woman, obviously a bit tipsy, entered and
closed the door. She weaved over to the toilet and
barely remembered to pull her panties down before
sitting and letting go. She had been teasing a group
of three men all evening, and had disappeared with them
for a short time before excusing herself to go
upstairs.
Their attentions, patting, rubbing, and nibbling, had
aroused her to the point that she couldn't wait to get
back downstairs again, and as she peed into the bowl,
her hand wandered around the lips of her pussy, rubbing
and tickling herself to distraction. The drunken woman
rose from the toilet, and lying on the lush rug next to
the sinks, stroked herself to orgasm.
A light tap on the door roused her from her exhausted
stupor, and she pulled herself together enough to wash
her hands, pat at her hair, and leave the room under
her own steam.
Good thing, too, because Mike was ready to release his
wad, and knew he would make too much noise to remain
discretely hidden.
Rachael was the next woman in, and after locking the
door; she pulled her party shift up over her head and
draped it over a towel bar. Nude, she pulled the tub
curtains back and pulled Mike out from behind them.
"Have fun, lover?" she smiled wickedly at him, and
kissed his mouth before moving down to ascertain the
state of his erection. "Ah, yes, I can see you did."
She lightly touched his straining cock, and Mike
jumped; the sensation slightly painful for his too hard
member. "Come over here," Rachael walked over to the
sinks where the redhead had sat, and with Mike's help
sat up on the ledge.
Wrapping her legs around his waist, she pulled Mike's
raging hardon into her hot puss, allowing him to pump
as hard and fast as he needed. She felt his hot fluids
almost immediately, and felt, more than heard his moan
of pleasure and loss muffled against her breasts.
Reaching down to the panties hidden under his sac, she
pulled them out and used them to clean the cum from his
cock and her streaming pussy. "Say 'bye-bye'," she
giggled, as she tossed the two extremely soiled pieces
of lingerie back into the tub, to be found later.
Leaving the bathroom, Rachael and Mike rejoined the
crowd downstairs, no loner distracted, and able to
enjoy the silly flirtations and small talk of the
evening ahead.
End
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