Party Sunflower

Party Sunflower [part 1 of 2]
By: Loveander (Loveander@rocketmail.com)

It all started when my husband started a new job working as an associate at an advertising firm. We had to relocate from our small hometown in the Midwest. We had only been married for two years and we were happy and had a good sex life. Although, up until last weekend, I thought I was happy and had a good sex life. The new job had my husband attending lavish parties at various employees' homes or restaurants. Of course being his wife, I had to adjust to accompanying him to these functions. Now let me explain, I have never been a party type of person nor a drinker. My 108 pound and 5'11 stature, assists in having me get pretty drunk fast if I have more than two drinks. However, at these parties with my husband, I found myself developing a liking to having a drink and maybe two. John, my husband would usually tie one on at these parties and be a little too drunk to drive. We would usually call a taxi for a ride home. John would usually mingle around the party spending time with various employees or company contacts or possible future clientele. I was never the social type and really felt insecure around strangers, but it beats staying at home watching the tube. I came from a family that lived out in the Midwest farming community. I never really had experience with meeting new people and was always reluctant in sharing my personal viewpoints with strangers or carrying a long conversation. However, I made my up my mind that I needed to endure this new life of mine to appease my husband and his new career.

I had lived a protected life out on the farmhouse. I had two big brothers who insured that I lived up too the sweet girl reputation. At the age of eighteen, my brothers left me unprotected from the neighbors son when they went off to college. His name was Joe and he wanted into my pants badly. At the age of eighteen, I was very inexperienced to sexual encounters. I never really wanted to go very far with Joe, who was two years older then me. However, I give him the credit for teaching me how to kiss. He also worked on his skill in seduction by practicing groping my ass and breasts. I would have to say that it was a challenge to stop from giving Joe all of my womanhood. He would always get me wet between the legs and he never let up on sliding his hands in any accessible opening in my clothing to get in my pants. It paid off because he was successful in in getting his fingers deep into my love tunnel. After some finger manipulation I would cum all over his fingers. He of course wanted a favor in return for giving me an orgasm. He begged me to touch him like he touched me. He instructed me on how to caress his cock through his pants. When I was reluctant, he would grab my wrist and direct my hand to his swollen member in his trousers. I finally gave in and let him guide my hand to his hard member. I found myself getting all wet again and . I was surprised one day when I was letting him kiss me and grope me, he moved my hand down holding me at my wrist, I found a naked cock. He managed to secretly release his cock while he had me preoccupied with kisses and groping. I was amazed on how big it was. It was close to seven inches long. I was too so scared at first, but then relaxed and began to play with it. He quickly showed me how he wanted me to stroke him. After a few minutes he quickly shot a stream of sperm across the barn and some dribbled all over the back of my hand. I would have to say this was the first time I felt an urge come over me, I wanted cock. Of course the next step was to have me put his cock in my mouth. Joe would push my head down to his naked cock and I would get the urge to engulf it, I would lower my head and open my mouth, I was almost going to lick it, but would pull away because I always feared getting caught in the barn giving Joe a head job. I did not take it any further than that. I usually got so nervous of getting caught that I would panic and demand that we stop and get cleaned up. Soon after, I went off to college and met my husband John. After a dating a few months, we soon got married and started our lives together. My husband enjoyed teaching me how to behave in the bedroom. I found that my husband's cock was a little smaller than Joe's, but it served its purpose. I always followed Johns instructions in the bedroom, I was eager to please my husband and I found out later that I enjoyed being pursued. It reminded me of sneaking away into the barn with Joe. I noticed that it did turn me to listen to my husband give me instructions on how he wanted me to move, touch, suck, or lay. I enjoyed giving myself to him in anyway he wanted, it was my duty as his wife. Plus, I enjoyed sex.

Which leads me back to where I left off. I'm not used to being hit on by other men. I usually turned a blind eye to men looking at me or attempting to strike a conversation with me. I guess you could say I'm shy and faithful to John. I believed flirting with men was wrong. I did get used to the idea of drunk men approaching me and making small talk. I never really thought it wrong, they were just drunk. Men usually back off after determining that I was a faithful housewife. This all changed last weekend.

I was seated on a couch with another women as they were talking about the new shoe selection at Macy's. I noticed a man seated in the couch across from me. He was just looking around the room but would always stop and look right at me when I would look in his direction. He smiled and then got up and walked up to me. He asked me if I needed a refill on my drink. I of course said oh, sure thank you. He came back with a drink in his hand and handed it to me. He made a point to hold my wrist gently as I took hold of the drink. He let his hand stay on my wrist for a few seconds before letting go. This reminded me when Joe, my barnyard lover would hold my wrist as he guided my hand up and down his cock. It quickly gave me a tingle deep between my legs. I didn't know what I experienced but it was a welcoming feeling. After a few moments, a women seated beside me decided it was time to leave and she said her goodbyes to everyone.

The man who brought me the drink earlier asked to sit next to me, I said sure. He introduced himself as Mike and started small talk. He informed me that he was just invited to come to the party by a friend who was mingling around the party. He said he was just tagging along and had no real interest in the business portion of attending this type of function. He asked me what brought me out this evening? When I explained to him that I was with my husband and pointed to him across two rooms. He then said, I would never leave such a beautiful wife seated alone with drink filled men. I then said well, I'm used to it, my husband will be ready to leave soon. He getting pretty drunk. We talked for thirty minutes and I felt comfortable with Mike. I shard with Mike that I came from a small town, met my husband and married, moved to the city etc. Mike excused himself to go to the restroom.

I noticed my husband talking with a couple of men and walked over to him and asked him how were things going. He pulled me aside and explained that he met a possible new client and was partying with him to possible get a contract. I said ok, honey, and I walked back over to where I was seated before. Mike arrived with a new drink for me. Now I had already drank my normal two drinks, and this was going to be my third. I at first told Mike no thank you, but he placed it down on the table beside me. Eventually after more discussion with Mike, I began to slowly sip it while in conversation. I was feeling very tipsy. Mike then became brave in his conversation. He started to ask me if it is true what they say about women who come from small towns. I asked what do they say? He then leaned in, and whispered in my ear, they are the best lovers. I was a little shocked at Mikes comment, but a little intrigued with his flirtations. I responded back, I have no knowledge of any type of saying. Mike then leaned in again and said, I will start one after tonight. I know that I turned a shade of red, I smiled in embarrassment. I wanted to say something witty and not seem so prudish. I said, Mike, my husband is over there, that doesn't seem likely. He then stood back, looked into my eyes and said, if I take care of your husband, it sounds like you would be open to showing me that the rumor is true. Before I could say anything, He said, I'll be right back!

I observed Mike go over to where my husband was mingling and drinking with two men. He whispered into one of the men's ear, then nodded in my direction. The other man looked at my direction then nodded and continued with his conversation with the other man and my husband. Mike then walked back and said, hey, lets get some air and walk out onto the back patio. I was a little nervous, he grabbed me by my wrist and led me to the back patio. Again I had flash backs of my wrists being guided up and down a cock. After we got to the patio, Mike told me that the man my husband was talking too, was his friend that he came with to the party. I asked him, what did you whisper to him? He looked at me and said, well, I told him to get the guy he's talking too really drunk and feeling good. Keep him busy because I was going to fondle his wife in the back patio. I quickly gasped and said, oh Mike, I think you have the wrong idea. I would never let someone do something like that, I'm married. Mike then said, tell you what, you're a sexy woman and I your long blond hair is driving me crazy. I'm giving you an opportunity to experience something new with me and your husband will never now anything about it. Besides, I know that you want too, or else you wouldn't have walked out here with me. I know small town women are deprived of exciting thrilling foreplay. Just think, I will get you turned on and you can go home and finger yourself to a hot orgasm thinking about this moment. We wont do anything you don't want to do, I will get you hot, wet and slippery between the legs. You Linda, you will get me hard and dripping precum so I can have a good slippery shaft when I jerk off tonight. What do you have to lose? I know your getting wet right now just listening to me talk about me jerking my cock tonight thinking out you. He then said, now if your turned on, like I think you are, you will be here when I get back with refreshed drinks. Then we can get down to having our moment together. As Mike was about to leave, he leaned in to my ear and said, He will never know, and walked back into the house through the glass patio door.

I looked in the direction of the house and found that I was not able to see my husband. There were too man people mingling around. There was no one out in the patio area since people were more interested in going to the front lawn where there was music, lights, and tables with comfortable seating. I stood there in the patio looking around at all the plants and trees and covered patio equipment. I started to gain my senses and was about to go back inside the house when Mike returned with two drinks in his hands. He walked up to me, smiled and said here, hold these. I instantly grabbed one drink in each hand not wanting to spill them. Mike then walked behind me and then surprised me by bringing both his arms around my body, around my mid section, hugging me gently but firmly. He then gently moved one of his hands searching for the bottom hem of my blouse. He inserted his hand so that he was now caressing my bare stomach. His other hand then quickly followed. I was standing there with both my arms lifted up holding the drinks as I was in shock not knowing what I was feeling. I was scared, but also very aroused at being touched in such a manner. Mike then slowly started to move his right arm in an upward motion so that his fore arm lifted both my breasts up holding there weight, then letting them fall down again. I'm a 36 c and its clear that Mike was happy with their weight because he let out a sigh in my right ear. I felt something hard pressing against my ass. I knew what it was and the thought that I made him hard got my juices flowing between my legs. I knew that this was wrong but I knew I didn't not want this feeling to stop. Mike moved one of his hands up to the front clasp on my bra, he flicked it and my breasts bounced free into the palms of his hands. I let out a sign of sexual excitement. I pressed my ass back against Mikes hard bulge and he leaned in and whispered in my ear. I love your sexy body, I want you to enjoy yourself. Do you want me to stop? I bit down on my lip and shook my head no. I realized I needed to put the drinks down.

I side stepped my body over a few steps so that I was standing behind a large pile of covered patio furniture. Mike followed with me, not missing a beat in caressing my breasts and lightly pulling on my nipples. I insured that I stood behind the furniture as it was blocking us from the door that led into the house. If someone came out, they would only be able to see me from my chest down. I put the drinks down on the patio furniture and at that moment, I had to brace myself because Mike had pushed his hard bulge into me. He then removed one of his hands, grabbed my wrist and guided it to his bulge in his pants. As I felt his bulge, I realized that it was long as it strained against his trousers down the side of his leg. I had never felt something so long. Mike noticed that I was measuring its length with my hand as it moved up and down its length, he whispered in my ear, It's eight inches long Linda! My breathing started to become faster and I made not attempt to hide that I was turned on. Mike then moved his hand back to my stomach and then slowly moved his hands down under the elastic band of my thong underwear. I felt his fingers move so slowly and drove me crazy because I wanted his finger in my hot hole instantly. When his fingers finally found my hot moist slit, my legs weakened. He entered a finger and I found myself open my legs slightly to give him access. He started to finger my hot hole.

I keep an eye out on the door hoping no one would come and disturb us as I felt I could cum at any moment. Then Mike whispered in my ear, pull your skirt up in the back. I moved quickly and followed his instructions. As my hot hole was being expertly manipulated, I reached to my sides and hiked up my skirt so only the back of my skirt was exposed. As I did this, Mike moved back to give me room. When Mike pushed forward, I was surprised to feel a cock pushing through my thighs. Mike had set his cock free from his pants and was now pushing it forward. Mikes sensed me tense up and he said, relax, I'm not going to fuck you. My cock just wants to feel your hot juices. In my frenzied conditioned, I convinced myself that if I didn't let Mike penetrated me, I was still a faithful wife. I don't know why, but I opened my legs letting him slid his cock through my thighs. I was so hot and wet, I don't know if I could have stopped the situation if I wanted. Mike whispered, do you want to feel my cock caress your hot ass and pussy. I nodded quickly. He said, no..tell me you want to feel my cock on your pussy. I said, YES! I want to feel your cock. He said "where do you want to feel it?" I said, "I want to feel it on my pussy." He then pushed it forward and I was again surprised that he was so long that the head of his cock pushed out to the front of my skirt. It pushed the skirt forward making me look like I had hard on. Mike started to pump his cock forward and back and I felt myself open my legs and close my thighs, clasping his shaft between my legs. Mike said, do you like this cock. I quickly said yes, please don't stop. He then stopped, pulled his cock free and said, then do what I tell you. I was waiting for him to speak as I was panting. He said, remove your thong and put them in my pocket. I looked in the direction of the house and I noticed that I was able to see my husband sitting on the couch talking with Mikes friend. He looked very drunk. Mike said, look your husband is enjoying himself, and his wife is outside letting another man jerk off his cock on his wife's ass. Don't worry Linda, I just want to jerk off on your hot ass, so take off your thong.

I realized at this moment that If I moved quickly, maybe I could get Mike to cum on my ass and I could possibly cum myself before someone interrupted us. I was very horny and would do anything at this moment. I quickly pulled my thong down and off my feet. I reached back and placed them in Mikes coat pocket. I then took my stance against the patio furniture and bent over slightly and raised my skirt above my hips. I wanted to please Mike and I wanted him to finish on my ass. I began to finger my own hot hole. Mike said, good girl then began to caress my ass. I felt his shaft on the crack of my ass moving forward and back. He separated my ass cheeks so that my ass was gripping his shaft as he continued his movement. I was dripping wet feeling like I was on the verge of cumming. Then I felt Mike move his cock so that it was now moving in a downward motion between my ass cheeks. I didn't care, I just loved his cock touching me. He then pushed it forward like before, between my thighs and through the front where my fingers were rapidly fingering my hole and manipulating my clit. He said, Linda, I want you to jerk my cock off with your pussy lips. I knew what he wanted and I closed my legs so that his shaft was trapped between my legs. His cock was pushing forward and back and I could feel the head of his cock with my hand every time he pushed forward. My pussy lips were hugging the shaft of his cock and my clit was now being stimulated by the friction of his shaft. Mike said, "cum on my cock Linda, cum on my cock while you stare at your drunk husband." Mikes cock was so hot and it glided so well, pushing through, parting my pussy lips with ever stroke. The lips of my pussy fell on each side of the shaft of his cock. The lips of my hot pussy jerked his cock with every stroke as my clit was being hit right on target. My pussy was happy to finally feel Mikes cock without my panties as a barrier. Mike said, Do you love my cock Linda? I responded with a definite yes!. Please, fuck my clit with your hot long cock! Please don't stop! I love riding your big long cock! At that moment I had an intense orgasm. Mike pumped a few more times and pulled out from between my legs and shot his load on my lower back and ass. As I finished having the best orgasm I ever had, Mike was rubbing his cum into my skin on my back and ass. He said, I told you Linda, I wasn't going to fuck you. I keep my promises.

Mike pointed in the direction where my husband was seated on the couch. His back was facing us. Mike waved to his friend who was sitting with him. It was then that I realized that Mikes friend was watching us the whole time through the patio glass door. My husband had fallen asleep in a seated position. Mikes then lowered the hem of my skirt and said, it looks like your going to need a ride home. We can give you and your husband a ride home if you like? If you decide on the ride home that you might want to actually have my cock slide in your hot hole, I wouldn't be against it. I leave it up to you. But your going to have to show me how sluttish a hometown girl can be before that happens. I have a feeling your up to it. Mike grabbed me by my wrist, "Come on Linda lets go!"