New-Years Eve Party - Sex Stories

New-Years Eve Party

... "Nahh...I'm just jealous. You look great." I started the car and pulled out onto the street before she could change her mind. Our friend's house was about an hour away. All the way there my wife was constantly fidgeting in her seat. I noticed she kept adjusting her skirt, but her hands seemed to linger on her crotch every time. I can only imagine how hot she must be getting; she's never really let loose sexually. We were both virgins when we got engaged and we have yet to really experiment with anything beyond straight sex. When we got to the party, the host's wife met us at the door. She handed Jenny a margarita, and me a pop. I don't drink, which is odd since our group of friends are very heavy party drinkers. It's always been fun for me to be the only sober one at our parties, and the New Year's parties are always the wildest. I was expecting a couple dozen people at this bash, only about half I knew. We were among the early guests at the party, so I got to see everyone's reaction to my wife's outfit when they arrived. Many a pants bulge was produced when they caught a glimpse of her costume. Several guys quietly congratulated me outside of her hearing. Throughout the evening, all the guys made sure Jen had a drink in her hand at all times. I've never seen my wife d***k, but as the evening wore on, I suspected I was seeing it for the first time. The later it got, the more brazen she became about her body. This was the first time our group of friends had seen her since her ...

... tit-job, and no male could take their eyes off her. I even caught some of the women peeking at her obviously hard nipples poking out the thin fabric of her top. She was constantly putting her hand on guys' arms and tossing her hair. I don't know if it was intentional or not, but she kept bringing her partners' attention to her chest whenever she adjusted her corset under her breasts, which was often. Every time she did that, it exposed a little more of her tits to view. After a while, the amount of cleavage showing was pretty amazing; I'm surprised nobody said anything. A couple times I even saw glimpses of her areola before her elastic top slid back up to cover it. Once I even caught her flashing her butt at a group sitting around the kitchen table. She was laughing, and didn't think anything of it, but boy, was it hot to see my tipsy wife showing off her ass! Eventually we drifted apart, following our own conversations. After about an hour, I realized that I hadn't seen her in a while. I disengaged from my current conversation and went looking for my sexy wife. I found her standing with a group of people around the bar in the basement. Most of the partiers were hanging out in the living room where the music was. She was standing against the bar, leaning over it and talking to a woman on the other side playing bartender. The way that she was standing, with her back arched some, caused her skirt to ride up even more, showing the bottom of her panty-covered ass cheeks. I stood ...