New-Years Eve Party - Sex Stories

New-Years Eve Party

... onto the bar top. Her lover leaned forward, seemingly asking if she were okay. The watchers decided she was fine, and went back to their activities. My cuckolder saw the same thing and decided to continue. He moved his hands back up to her boobs, pulled down her top, and started humping into my wife's snatch. From my position, I could hear her grunt every time he bottomed out. I could see her right hand feverishly working her clit as her left arm supported her upper body leaning against the bar top. I could still see her, eyes closed and face flushed, as he picked up his pace. Very soon she started panting and almost whining. As he slammed his cock into her for the final time, her hand stopped its movement on her clit and her knees buckled, almost dropping her to the floor. The mobster stranger held himself in her as he twitched, shooting his load deep into my wife's cunt. The man considerately pulled her top back up before he pulled out of her dripping snatch and tucked his dick back into his flashy suit. He leaned over, kissed her shoulder, and walked up the stairs, not even thanking her for the fuck. I let out a deep breath and looked back at the partiers left in the basement. Most of them were still oblivious to what had just transpired, but one younger guy dressed as a Scottish warrior was sitting wide-eyed, gently rubbing his obvious hard-on tenting his kilt. My wife stood leaning against the bar, panting and recovering, for a few seconds longer. With a deep breath, ...

... she stood up, straightened her top, and then bent back over at the waist to pick up her discarded panties. Her naked ass was pointed straight back at the watching Scotsman, wide open and freshly fucked! The young man stood up from the couch and adjusted his boner as my wife slowly stood up. She looked back over her shoulder at the boy with the sluttiest look I've ever seen on her face. My wife primly pulled down on her skirt, still holding her panties in her hand. As if covering her ass with her short skirt would hide the fact that she wasn't wearing any underwear. My newly-discovered slut started to turn towards the kilted stranger when she caught sight of me hiding under the stairs. We were both startled as we realized we were both caught. Neither of us moved until the young man approached to within a couple feet of her and said something I couldn't hear. She continued staring at me as he repeated himself. I moved my hand to my raging hard-on as I slowly nodded my head. Her eyes shot open in surprise. That little whore got such a Cheshire grin on her face as she turned towards her new suitor that I almost popped off in my pants. I couldn't believe what I was seeing! She stepped forward towards him until her tits were pressed against his chest and leaned in to whisper something in his ear. She stepped back, lifted the hem of her skirt, exposing her completely shaved snatch! That little slut! She was always well-trimmed down there, but she had never completely shaved before! ...