My Wife, the Perfect Hostess - Sex Stories

My Wife, the Perfect Hostess

I awoke slowly, lying on one of the living room sofas. Still dressed, still quite d***k, the room was stuffy and hot. There were low moans. Wet sounds belonging in a porn flick, people groaning, hips smacking against one another. Some male voices and one female. The male voices were vaguely familiar, the female… Nina? My wife! Suddenly it all came back to me, the party and the packed apartment, how people had started to leave in the small hours. I remembered how my timid little Nina had played the hostess, for once the centre of attention. She had put her best dress on, a low-cut black summer dress with a long skirt. She never liked showing her legs, concious of her weight, but had started to enjoy showing her large breasts and flowing raven-black hair off. Another foggy memory of her getting a joking peck on the cheek from her middle-aged white boss, me hitting on some blonde woman and then some guys´ hand on Ninas´ hip. Her usual shyness had sort of tapered off during the evening as she had gotten a bit tipsy from the wine. I got a little too d***k, must have dozed of on the couch. I slowly opened my eyes slightly, enough to see but not enough to be noticed. Ninas´ boss lay on the couch opposite me, with his slacks still around his ankles. He had a firm grip on her broad hips as he thrust his dick hard up into her dripping wet cunt. She sat atop him and rode him hard, falling heavily onto his cock with every blow. Ninas big tits bounced, her black hair flowed. Beads of ...

... sweat trickled down her body, her face flushed from horniness and working hard. She was totally into it, her eyes were closed, she moaned out loud and her right hand jerked off the arab man standing next to them. Jeez, that guy had a tool on him! I sort of remembered him being one of the craftsmen they hired. A third guy, a big young black man, sat in the chair next to them with his cock in his hand. ”Yeah, fuck that little chica! Fuck her little pussy! She wants that cock, man.” And yes, she clearly did. Well, might as well enjoy the show since I was too d***k to do anything. She went up and down, up and down, panting. ”Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Ay, papi…” the arab guy put his cock to her lips and his hand in her hair. She teased the head with her tongue a little, then just devoured it. She could just get the head and some more in, then started jerking again. Her moans were muffled. ”Nnngghh! Mmmmmpphhhh!” Nina sucked just like she rode, hard. The arab moaned long and loud. Wet sounds accompanied her now getting royally fucked. The guy lying underneath her grabbed Ninas´ ass-cheeks, but he had some other ideas as well. He snuck first one finger up her ass, then another. She paused, gave out a low ”Oooooooooohhhhh….”, and then resumed sucking the arab mans´ huge cock. The ride continued with his hand at the back of her head. She switched hands to keep up the pace, just like i´ve taught her. Good girl. The guy underneath her slid his fingers out of her ass to grab a firmer hold of her hips ...