The Party -Part One (Prologue , Chapters 1-3)

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PrologueJill my wife unknowingly rekindled the lust somewhere deep in my psyche that had smoldered unsatisfied for years.For as long as I can remember I’ve always enjoyed viewing men appearing partially or entirely naked. I envy well-cut, handsome guys, particularly on the internet, and upon occasion live in locker rooms.By the time I finished and graduated from high school, I’d spent a lot of time in locker rooms as a member of sports teams. I realized that my attraction had evolved and was unmistakably sexual. Many times, the observations I enjoyed were physically stimulating. They hardened my cock, and evoked fantasies of what sex with other men might be like. Visual images in media, and live exposure to trim-fit men of any race, stirred erotic thoughts and curiosity about sex with another man or men. Often, I would masturbate to a fantasy of sex with another man.Seeing a trim-cut body sporting a nicely hung cock, whether it be viewed on a screen or live in a locker room, would always initiate some sexual scenarios in my mind.However, I was inexperienced, and never able to muster the courage to explore a sexual experience with another guy. The urges had also become a source of confusion since I also have a very ardent attraction to females.Eventually, like all my friends and family members, I initially settled into a strictly heterosexual lifestyle with Jill and continued to suppress my urges for the sensual pleasure that might be afforded by other men. Yet my erotic fantasies of exploring male-male sex never vanished.Then one summer night Jill went to a bachelorette party. As a result of that party, in the days that followed, Jill unlocked the door to new and exciting lives for both of us. We stopped hiding long-time desires and began to explore them. Chapter One-Jill Goes To The PartyOne summer weekend my wife Jill unknowingly steered our lives down a road I welcomed, but never expected. It was a warm humid Friday night in New Jersey when Jill attended a hen or bachelorette party for one of her closest friends, Kathleen, or Kat as she was called by most. Jill and Kat have been friends since high school. We were of course invited to her wedding a week later on the next Saturday.The party was held in a very upscale neighborhood in Manhattan across the Hudson from our suburban New Jersey home. Jill, Kat, and several other girlfriends from NJ were to be picked up by a limo for the trip into the city and return. Kat’s fiancé Trev was about twenty years older than Kat, who was twenty-nine. He owned a very successful business and was financially loaded. Trev was a nice guy whenever Jill and I had spent time with him and Kat, but I had several conversations with him, when the girls were not around, which left me with no doubt that there was a kinky sexual facet in Trev’s makeup.Frankly, some of the taboo things in which Trev had a great deal of interest were also things that turned me on. Hot wives, interracial threesomes, a variety of bisexual and gay scenarios along with light to moderate restraint and bondage. Trev and I were on the same page regarding those things. In fact, on several occasions during our conversations, Trev left no doubt in my mind that he had an interest in swinging. Not only with Jill and me but one on one separately with either one of us. Those talks had me imagining sex with Trev and inflamed my suppressed urges bursa escort for carnal pleasure with another man.During one of those talks, he revealed to me that Kat had always had a sexual “thing” for Jill beyond their long-time friendship. But Kat never pursued it with Jill because she was afraid that she might react negatively and jeopardize their friendship. That caught me completely by surprise, but the thought of Kat and Jill naked and pleasuring each other sexually was a real turn-on.Frankly, Trev is a very good-looking guy and in spectacular shape for his age. On top of that, he is very well endowed. From time to time he’d invite me to work out with him at his health club in Manhattan. During post-workout showers it was obvious that Trev packs about seven ‘soft’ inches of uncut smoothly shaven cock. I often imagined what it might look like when aroused and would think to myself he’d be a perfect guy to finally satisfy my long-suppressed desire for sex with another man.I admit that if Trev had come right out and suggested that he and I “get it on”, I would have accepted. I’d thought about what it might be like to wrap my mouth around his impressive dick and let him bust my cock sucking cherry and maybe even more.Until recently I had doubts that Jill and I would ever experience any extra-marital adventures with Trev, Kat, or anyone else since Jill was always reluctant to agree to any of my suggestions about those things.During sex I’d tell her of my fantasies about another man or woman, maybe both, perhaps black or Asian, joining us. Dirty talking to her about my fantasies always seemed to shift her into high gear. She’d always enjoy amazing orgasms when I included talk of others joining us, but once we were both satisfied, she’d back off. Never agreeing to try any of my ideas.However, she never slammed the door completely. But she always managed to talk her way out of agreeing to experiment with other partners. Even when she was sexually aroused during foreplay or enjoying my cock pounding her pussy. Both of which she always admits to enjoying. Jill will many times initiate sex and is always an enthusiastic and satisfying partner. But after sex she’d say things like, “Who knows Ken? We’ll see.”, “Might happen someday Ken”, or “Maybe Ken. If we meet the right person or couple.”Traditionally, it’s a task for the Maid of Honor, or other close friends, to arrange a hen party for the bride-to-be. Trev’s sister Jaime, who is very hot, was the Maid of Honor. She told all of us, Kat’s close friends, a month earlier not to worry about planning the party.Surprisingly she told us that Trev would be making all the arrangements for it and paying for everything. All the invitations, food, drinks, a rented multi-level penthouse apartment, entertainment, transportation for the guests, and any ‘extras’ at the party would be paid for by him.At eight o’clock the doorbell rang. It was the limo driver who had arrived to pick up Jill. I yelled to her upstairs and told her she’d better be ready to go. Almost immediately she came down the stairs and looked stunning. Her five-foot three-inch compact body was encased in a new provocative black cocktail dress. The dress had spaghetti straps with the top cut low enough to reveal just a hint of her 35B breasts. It was hemmed about three inches above her knees. She looked delicious. The dress was just snug bursa escort bayan enough to highlight her best two features. Her long yet athletic legs and firm tight ass. Her makeup enhanced the beauty of her shoulder-length blondish hair and gray/green eyes. The driver’s eyes and subtle smile showed his approval.Jill said to me, “You know I expect this is going to be a very late night so there’s no need to wait up for me. If you get too tired just go to bed. I’m sure with the limo bringing us all home we’ll be fine so don’t worry about me and just go to sleep. I’ll see you in the morning and tell you all about it.” With that, she gave me a quick kiss and was off down the front walk followed by the driver who was very obviously ogling her sweet ass from behind.I changed into my PJ shorts and settled down in my recliner to watch what was left of a Yankees vs. Red Sox ball game. I had poured myself a generous vodka on the rocks, and as the evening wore on I had more than a few more. Later in the evening as the game ended, I was feeling the effects of the alcohol. I began thinking of how delicious Jill looked when she left and wished that she was home so I could peel her out of that snug black dress.Before long the images in my mind of Jill, as she had left that evening, evoked thoughts of some of the sexual kinks that Trev and I had talked about. That started me wondering, along with the penthouse, food, and drinks, what were the ‘extras’ that Jill said were also being provided and paid for by Trev.Unsurprisingly I’d thought myself into a very horny state of mind. So, I decided to fire up my laptop for some porn viewing, knowing full well where this was headed. I clicked on a Janet Mason video I’d saved. She’s always been one of my favorite interracial porn actresses. Janet loves magnificent black cocks or at least always convinces me that she does. Watching her first suck and then take about ten inches of thick black dick deep in her cunt had me imagining that black meat in my mouth.Of course, it didn’t take long before I dropped my pajama shorts and started slowly stroking my precum-oozing cock. Soon I was shooting ropes of cum up my belly and moaning in pleasure. YES, of course, I moan and groan when I cum. Don’t you?It was about two AM and between the vodka and the afterglow of my orgasm I couldn’t stay awake any longer. I headed to our bedroom’s bathroom where I wiped the cum off my chest and belly with a hand towel which I then dumped into the towel hamper. I brushed my teeth, took a piss, then flopped into bed and was quickly asleep. Chapter Two-The Morning AfterI awoke in kind of a half groggy state to some rustling in the room. In the dim glow of the nightlight we always kept on, I could make out Jill undressing and then quietly looking for something in her armoire. The clock on my nightstand showed 4:53 AM. I said, “So you’re home, Hon. Is everything OK?”She replied with a bit of a slur, “Yeah, I’m good. Go back to sleep.” I turned over and heard her go into our bathroom. No surprise there, but soon I heard the unmistakable sound of one of her vibrators humming away. She was quiet, except for a few soft moans, but then I heard a very audible, “Ugh…ugh…oh…fuck…….Yeeessss!”I thought to myself, “Hmmm, I wonder what that was all about?” Then I conked out.The next morning, I slept in until about 8:30 AM. Jill wasn’t stirring at escort bursa all, so I left her alone and let her sleep. I put some coffee on and then took a shower, washing the dried cum from last night’s bating session from my body. After a cup of coffee and a quick bowl of cereal, I was off for a service appointment for my car at the dealership. Then I ran a bunch of usual Saturday errands. Before I realized it, it was already early afternoon when I returned home.Jill was out on our deck in her thong bikini, sunglasses on, exposing her delicious tanned body to more summer sun. Her hair was wet, so obviously she’d taken a shower. She had a glass of iced tea, and a book she’d been reading was on her lap.“Hey sleepyhead, how are you feeling? A little hungover?” I asked.She said, “Yeah just a bit, but I’m feeling OK for the most part.” I asked, “For the most part? What does that mean, and what about the soiree last night? I’d like to hear about it.”She said, “I’ll explain and tell you all about it a little later. But right now, I need a nap.”She moved the lounger she was lying on into the shade, got back on it, and shut her eyes.I went inside and finished some paperwork I’d been putting off. I decided Jill was not going to be ready to cook any kind of dinner, so I called out for Chinese food. Just about that time Jill came walking into the kitchen and said, “I need a drink. Would you pour me a vodka on the rocks?’I poured the drink for her and just then the food delivery showed up. So, we sat in the living room eating. Jill with her vodka, and me with a beer, watching the start of that night’s NY Yankee game.When we finished, Jill got up and took all the food remnants and plates in the kitchen and said, “I’m going to take a fresh shower, slip into something you’ll like. Then come up to the bedroom, bring me a very large straight vodka on the rocks, and I’ll tell you about last night’s party.”I took a few minutes to finish my beer and watch a bit more of the game. When I thought Jill had had enough time to get ready, I poured us both large glasses of vodka and made my way up to the bedroom. Jill was sitting propped up on the bed wearing a white thong and cut-off crop top showing just the bottoms of her sweet jugs. The white thong and top looked great against the tan she had been working on all summer.I said, “Hon you look delicious, and I’m getting a vibe about how you’d like to spend the rest of the evening.”She said, “Bingo, Ken!”I handed the drink to her, put mine on the nightstand, and stripped. I was glad Jill was in the mood because I certainly was.I kicked things off, asking, “Why have you put off telling me about last night? What was it like?”Jill replied, “I’ll tell you all about it, but I don’t know if you’ll like everything you hear.”I said, “Jill, I’m a big boy, just tell me. What could I not like about what happened at a hen party?”So, she started, “The penthouse apartment that Trev rented for the night was fabulous. It had a huge sunken living room/entertainment area with a lot of sofas and loungers for sitting or reclining and a self-serve bar. The spacious dining area had a live chef who was carving meat and had prepared a tremendous variety of food to which all the guests were welcome whenever they wished.””There was a beautiful HOT black woman, about mid-thirties, serving as DJ who oversaw the party’s agenda and was playing jazz tracks for the most part. The apartment also had an outdoor balcony with a nice view of the city. There were a half dozen bedrooms up a level. The lighting was subdued and the mood in the place was very mellow.”

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