Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

The Private Party 5

Bob was in heaven until he remembered Beth. Whipping around to look to his left, his eyes opened wide and his

mouth fell open when he saw what was happening. There was his conservative little wife with her dress bunched

around her waist and her legs spread wide. Hovering over her was the large form of his friend, Dan, who had his

hand buried in her panties -- obviously fingering her furiously. Beth stared straight ahead with unblinking eyes as

her pretty mouth gasped for breath. Even several yards away, her husband could hear her pant and whimper

helplessly.

At first Bob was angry at the sight of his wife so openly engaged in sexual acts with another man. But soon he

realized that he had no cause for resentment. After all, he had encouraged her to move to the next chair, and

here he was doing the sthing with someone else's wife. No, there was nothing he could do about it now.

Electric shocks jolted through Beth's small body as the man above her continued to plunge his fingers in and out

of her drenched pussy. He had been so smooth in his conquest. Before she even realized what was happening,

Dan had first traced the lips of her opening through the scant piece of silk between her legs -- then he moved his

hand up and slipped it down inside. Fireworks went off in her head when his fingertip went straight for her erect

little clitoris which he teased and stroked until she cried out in pleasure. Then he moved his big fingers lower and

found her steamy, wet opening.

Dan reached under and silently urged her to raise her tight, round buttocks so he could remove her panties

completely. Cool air rushed over her inflamed sex as she leaned back again and waited breathlessly for the thrill

of his touch. But it would not happen now... The chsounded again.

Somewhere deep in her clouded mind, Beth realized she had been signaled to move to a new location in this

surreal version of musical chairs. The man beside her reluctantly removed his hands from her naked skin and

helped her rise unsteadily to her feet. "We'll finish this later," he breathed in her ear while he helped straighten

her dress; then he gently directed her toward the next couch.

On stage the newlywed couple continued their heated act of passion. The dark-haired bride was straddling the

virile groom. She arched her back and churned her plump buttocks wildly, plunging herself up and down with

frantic need on his thick, shiny pole sliding deep inside her with each thrust. The room was filled with the sounds

of their love cries and the soft methodic slapping of flesh meeting flesh. Beth shakily groped her way through the

dim light until she saw a dark figure looming. )' sat watching her approach with bright, narrow eyes like a big cat

waiting for its prey. Even slumped in the chair the tall professional athlete was an imposing figure, and the

startled housewife stopped short with a shudder. His jacket and shirt were open and parted wide, revealing

sleek, lean-cut skin and muscle. But what stopped her was the sight of the long, thick ebony column rising from

his open pants and laying hard against his flat stomach. She had never seen a black man like this before. As she

gazed at the huge phallus poised and throbbing slightly in front of her, the strong arousal she had felt moments

earlier was quickly turning to apprehension.

Sensing her hesitancy, J reached his hand out to her. With a calm, low voice he said, "Come, sit with me... don't

be frightened. Letplease you." Tentatively she allowed him to take her delicate hand and guide her to sit

next to him, but she couldn't pull her eyes from the coiled steel monster between his legs.

Directly across, on the other side of the platform, Bob was also having his first interracial experience. J's wife, 'V',

took her place next to Beth's husband. He smiled at her nervously and noticed that she seemed breathless and

slightly agitated. Remembering that she was new to all this too, Bob wondered if she and her husband might be

having the scrazy mix of emotions that he was feeling. Observing that her gauzy dress and her ornately-

styled hair were slightly disheveled, he inquired discreetly, "Are you all right?"

She looked him in the eye for the first tand smiled weakly, "Yes... | think so. But, Oh my! | certainly didn't

expect anything like this.

"Neither did we..." he agreed, relieved to know that they shared scommon ground. "It's all pretty bizarre,

isn't it? But at the stime, | don't know when I've ever been so turned on." He almost wished he hadn't said

that, but she smiled back at him warmly and he couldn't help being drawn in by her exotic beauty. Laughing

softly, she whispered, "So am I..."

She was also starting to appreciate the pleasing nature and appealing features of this man she was now seated

with. His soft eyes and easy smile, together with the strong jaw and handsbuild helped fuel the fire that had

been kindled by the show on stage, then fanned to smoldering intensity by the suave former football player at

her last seat. Recalling how his hands danced over the tingling softness of her large breasts and jutting nipples,

she boldly leaned forward and kissed this new man softly... allowing her tongue to instantly melt together with

his.

Bob groaned in response and his hand instinctively reached out to cup one of her soft globes swaying freely

beneath the colorful scarf-like material of her dress. Easily brushing the fabric aside, his palm cinto contact

with the warm, moist skin of her heavy breast and he felt a large, rubbery nipple slip between his fingers.

"Mmmm... Baby, yes!" V broke the kiss and moaned. She began to kiss and nibble his neck and ear while her

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hand looked for and easily found his swollen meat still peeking out from his open fly. A sharp jolt went down his

spine when she scraped his shaft gently with her long fingernails; then, wrapping her smooth fingers around him

completely, she pumped her fist up and down languidly.

Meanwhile, V's husband, J, was using all of his willpower to keep from moving too quickly with Beth. The tasty

little white woman was obviously nervous being with him, but he could also tell that her fuse had been lit and

she only needed sartful persuasion to give herself over to his powerful male allure and to her own need. He

knew she was fascinated with his erect cock towering right next to her; although she pretended to watch intently

what the couple was doing on stage, he could see her looking at him from the corner of her eye. He finally

leaned over and whispered, "You've never seen one this big before, have you?"

"Never..." cthe almost choked reply. Realizing she could no longer avoid him, she tentatively turned and

gazed directly at his massive tool. "I had no idea that a man could be that large..." Her voice sounded almost like

a little girl's to him. She looked like a little girl next to his giant frame.

"It's OK," he told her softly. "Go ahead, touch it... | know you want to. | want to feel you touchtoo."

She did want to touch him... desperately. She had to know what the smooth black skin felt like in her hand. She

was drawn to it like a magnet; so hard and thick with rigid veins everywhere and the deep purple helmet looking

fierce and menacing. Yes, she had to touch it she thought. She cautiously reached out and lightly ran her

fingertips over the velvety smoothness of it, feeling the ridges and the swollen tissue; it was so warm, almost hot

to the touch, and it jumped and twitched slightly in her hand.

"Damn..." he moaned. "You're touch feels like a feather on my cock." She smiled shyly and grew bolder with his

encouragement. Grasping him more firmly, she tried to encircle his entire girth, but her tiny fingers could not

completely close around him. As she started to rub and milk him slowly, he decided it was tto get in the

gtoo.

Hovering over her, he reached a long arm out and gently pulled her closer. While she continued to play with her

new toy, he reached around and took hold of her small jacket, silently encouraging her to let him remove it. Beth

stopped stroking him long enough to let the big man pull the garment past her shoulders and then slip it over

her arms and off.

With her jacket gone, J had a better

view of that creamy cleavage he had

been admiring since he saw her.

Although she was a petite woman, he

could tell she had Viens

He was{ecfajtin ushing his

|dgE'Hand up her side, lightly feeling

the ridges of her rib cage, until he

found the plump firmness of her tit

flesh straining against the confines

of her dress and flimsy bra. Her

sensitive nipples were erect and

poking through the fabric and he

could easily feel the hard little point

scraping against the smooth skin of

his palm as he cupped and kneaded

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Beth closed her eyes and let a little

moan escape her throat. Sharp, hot

electric sensations shot through her

chest and down Tg eslorssshe

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continued to stroke and pull at his

throbbing meat with one hand, the

other reached for and found his huge

dark testicles bouncing gently below.

She lightly massaged and squeezed

him there, feeling the heat of his

molten seed churning deep inside.

J found the zipper at the back of her

black evening dress and felt it glide

down easily with a slight tug. He

caressed the silky-soft skin of her

exposed back and slid lower until he

grazed the strap of her bra; with

practiced skill, he unhooked it with a

flick of his wrist and she felt the

release of pressure against her

swollen mounds. Shrugging her

shoulders slightly, she helped him

lower the top of the dress until it

dropped down almost completely

snagging briefly opie hardened

nipples) ¥Hey both looked down as he

reached out and pulled on the fabric.

With tantalizing patience, he first

uncovered her puffy pink areolas...

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then the twin points of her turgid

buttons aching for attention. Unable

to stand the teasing any longer, she

quickly pulled her arms through the

sleeves and allowed the dress to fall

to her waist while she reached up

and pulled his head down to her

breasts. Not needing a further

invitation, J slid off the love seat and

kneeled in front of the overheated

young woman. As she lay back and

gasped, he took handfuls of her milky

white flesh and rubbed his rough

thumbs over her burning nipples.

Beth threw her head back and bit her

lower lip to keep from crying out as

she thrust her chest toward him. She

parted her thighs slightly to allow him

access to her body, and he leaned

forward and took advantage,

lowering his mouth and flicking her

inflamed little rosebuds with his long

tongue. "Ohhhh... uhhhh! Yes... right

there!" She panted. Her hand dropped

automatically to find and grasp his

rigid tool again. In direct response to

the maddening sensations he was

giving her with his mouth, she

frantically rubbed his straining cock.

The more he licked and sucked at her

sweet breasts, the faster she

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