The New Year's Eve Party [M/F] | 2016

Hi everyone. I am a recovering sex/porn addict; I’ve gone more than two months now without jacking off to porn, but I confess that I still enjoy reading the stories on here once in a while. I especially like the stories about swinging; my fantasy is to have a threesome with my wife and one of her friends. I'm happily married now to a beautiful younger woman and we have great sex several times a week, but she will never be into sharing and I will never cheat on her. I hope that by writing my own true stories, I can make peace with the idea of not "going wild" anymore. About me. I am 6 feet tall, moderately handsome but not like Ewan McGregor handsome. At the time my wild stories took place I was in my mid twenties and 180 pounds. (Now over 200… dad bod is a thing). I have pale skin, short light brown hair, clean shaven face, a cleft chin, intense hazel eyes, and brooding eyebrows. I have a thick 6" cock and know how to please women with it.

This story takes place several years ago, somewhere in the Midwestern United States. I was about 25 years old. My 1st wife fell in love with another man and then insisted on turning our marriage into a polyamorous one. In hindsight, I should have just divorced her right away. But I was still very much in love with her, and we had a kid together. I wanted to make it work so badly that I gave up my self-respect. So this is how I found myself helping her lover move his shit into our apartment, and how I later found myself creating a free account on the dating site OKCupid. The women on there are usually either a little bit fat or a little bit nuts, but I would learn that the hard way and I had a lot of fun learning.

I was limited to only the women who were okay with dating a married guy. I also didn’t want anything to do with women who were straight-up cheating (without their husband’s knowledge), which further limited my selection. Nicole was married and poly and looking for a boyfriend to be her guy #2. Based on her photos, she was a hot geeky redhead with glasses (she looked a little like Felicia Day) which is exactly my type. She was a gamer, a parent, a stoner (after kids were asleep), had tattoos and piercings, and loved giving head (all pluses for me). We gave each other 5 stars, and we started texting back and forth. After a week, we were sharing details about our lives that only friends would share.

Nicole and her husband invited me to a New Year’s Eve party at their house. It was risky to go drink with people who were basically strangers, but I really wanted to meet her and see what she was like in person. I drove about an hour to get there. When I walked into the living room, it looked like a normal suburban home. It smelled faintly of cannabis and there were a couple of snot-nosed toddlers running around making a lot of noise as they played with their toys. Nicole’s husband Chris shook my hand vigorously and welcomed me to the “party” (there was nobody there), asking if I would like a beer and reassuring me that the kids would be going to bed in a minute. He was a tall, slightly husky man with short blond hair and a baby face like Kenneth from 30 Rock. He seemed entirely too happy for me to be there, and gave off kind of a serial killer vibe to be honest.

When Nicole saw me, she smiled from ear to ear and hugged me warmly as if we had known each other for years. I think she wore a t-shirt and jeans; nothing fancy. Her dyed red hair was cut in a medium length soccer mom style. She was about average height and very skinny with a flat chest. She had brightly colored tattoos of skeletons and cupcakes all over her arms. She had gauged earrings and her breath smelled like tobacco, which I didn’t like at all. She had a kind of nasal Fran Drescher voice that took some getting used to. Around her neck she wore a padlock on a long, thick iron chain. “This is my slave collar that shows my husband’s ownership of me.” she explained to me for the first time. “I can never take it off unless he says so.” I wondered to myself if it had been a mistake coming here.

I accepted the beer and we all sat down in the living room while Chris asked me some innocent questions about myself and tried to determine if I was good enough for his wife. It was so very strange, like I was being interviewed for a job. I don’t remember the details of the conversation except that Nicole and I were both Democrats while he was a Libertarian, but he wasn’t going to hold that against us. Chris suggested that he could put the kids to bed while we went for a walk. Nicole and I decided to walk a couple blocks down the street to her best friend’s house.

As we strolled down the sidewalk through the cold December night together, she apologized for her husband’s behavior and for having to wear the chain on her neck. She hoped that I wasn’t freaked out and wanting to go home. I told her it was a little strange, but that considering I was on a date with a married woman, I wasn’t going to judge her and her husband for their kinky lifestyle. We changed the subject to talk about our hobbies and our favorite bands. When the conversation dropped off, I decided to reach out for her hand. She loved this and began to blush. There was undeniable chemistry between us, and we held hands the rest of the way. Suddenly she could no longer contain her joy and gave out a little excited squeal and said, “I really like you.” and I just smiled and said I like you too. When we got to Nicole’s friend’s house, she seemed really cool and was throwing a party of her own. I shook hands and was introduced to about 7 people, none of whom I remember. We got some more beers and I was feeling pleasantly buzzed and loving the attention Nicole was giving me. There weren’t enough free chairs for both of us at the table, so I offered her my seat. Instead she said, “We can share it.” And she eagerly jumped on my lap and sat there for the next hour. Her ass was bony but still felt good against me, and I got an erection. When she felt my hard bulge poking her, she turned to look dreamily in my eyes and then kissed me. We started making out, ignoring the “Ooooo” noises and playful comments of “get a room” from her friends who were crowded around us. She had nice full lips and was an amazing kisser!

When we returned to Nicole’s house, Chris kept the beers flowing and introduced us to his sister and her girlfriend. To be frank, they were two very ugly overweight lesbians in their 30s. Picture Roseanne Barr with bobbed hair. We four were the only people who even showed up to the New Year’s Eve party, so it turned out to be a very small, intimate party indeed. Chris suggested that we start the night off with a game of strip poker. I raised an eyebrow at him and thought to myself ‘this is insane’ but decided to play anyway. I was playing very well and still had most of my clothes on. Nicole and the others were down to their bras and panties. I noticed that Nicole wore an A cup bra, but it was still thrilling to see her underwear on a first date.

Then at Chris’s urging, the game shifted to Truth or Dare. We’re all sitting in a circle on the living room floor. I won’t describe them all to you, but the questions and the dares soon took on a very sexual nature. We all started out picking Truth just to be safe. And Chris asks me “Have you ever had sex with a man?” and I raised an eyebrow and said nope. And his sister asked me “Do you want to fuck Nicole?” and I said yes which made Nicole blush and squeal. Then when I was called on again, I chose Dare. Chris unzipped his pants and pulled out the tiniest little fully erect pecker I have ever seen. It couldn’t have been more than 2 or 3 inches long. He says “I dare you to suck my dick for 60 seconds.”

Everyone was shocked into silence for a moment. Chris’s sister and her girlfriend were staring as if they had never seen a dick before (they had not). Nicole looked a little annoyed. I tried to hold in a chuckle and politely said, “No thank you. I’m a pretty daring guy but I’m straight and I’m just not comfortable with that.” He eagerly tried to persuade me for a couple minutes, all the while putting his tiny dick close to my face; he said it was his house and his rules, and that if I backed out of the dare I would be out of the game. I told him to get that thing out of my face or I was going home. Nicole was on my side trying to talk him down. “He’s not bi, Chris. Just pick another dare please.”

“Fine. I dare you to… eat Nicole’s pussy in front of all of us.”

I felt like this was moving WAY too fast, but I didn’t want to back out of two dares in a row. I looked over to see her reaction and what she thought of his dare. She was smiling and already taking off her panties. She laid down on the carpet, and I got my head in position between her legs. Her pussy was shaved and looked inviting. I gave her a few playful licks and listened to her squeal with delight. Then I pulled her hips closer and buried my whole face in it, eating her pussy like it was my last meal. She tasted so good! After just a minute of really tonguing her clit, she gave out a loud, low moan and started shaking. I sat up and smiled at everyone with pussy juice still running down my face a little bit. Nicole was beaming and absolutely enamored with me. At this point we had to halt things for a while because one of the kids woke up and was crying for a glass of water. I knew this because I heard knocking coming from the inside of the bedroom door. Apparently, Chris had installed a lock on the outside of the door so he could lock the kids in their room. What the fuck? He shouted at the kids for a couple minutes and they went back to sleep.

Later, Chris’s sister gets a turn and chooses dare. Chris says, “I dare you to suck OP’s cock for 60 seconds.” All of his dares seemed to involve oral in one form or another. Again, I had to protest that this was not going to happen. I considered myself to be on a date with Nicole and therefore would not do any sexual acts with anyone other than her. (Actually, I might have been fine with it if she wasn’t so ugly). So Chris declared that I had lost and was out of the game. Okay, whatever. At this point in the evening I am just getting drunk and sitting there watching everyone else play, occasionally reaching out to squeeze Nicole’s hand affectionately, and at one point in the game I am made to watch while Chris grabs big handfuls of her hair, turning her mouth to face him. Nicole is getting her face fucked by her husband’s tiny little dick. I kept expecting it to get bigger but it just didn’t. That was all the poor guy had. She swallows his load and the game continues.

When Nicole’s turn came up again, she chose dare. Chris’s sister says “I dare you to suck OP’s cock for 60 seconds. I just want to see how big it is.”

I was drunk and horny, so I gladly removed my jeans and boxers to reveal my 6” cock. One of the lesbians gasps and exclaims, “Wow Chris, his dick is a lot bigger than yours!” I’ve been trying to be polite up to this point, but I can’t help myself and I just start laughing out loud. This whole situation is hilarious to me. Chris glares at me.

Except for the chain around her neck, Nicole is now fully nude. I can see her pierced nipples and even more tattoos. She kneels in front of me and happily takes my cock into her mouth. She sucks me slowly and steadily, paying special attention to the sensitive head of my cock while stroking the shaft gently with her hand. I can see in her eyes that she’s very excited to be sucking my cock while her husband watches. The lesbians ask me “Do you mind if we take a closer look? We’ve never seen straight sex before and it’s fascinating.” I’m too caught up in the moment to respond, so they inch forward until they are sitting very close to us, watching the action with wide eyes as if this was a nature documentary. Before we know it, our 60 seconds are up and of course I haven’t come yet. For some reason I’m feeling shy, so I grab my boxers from the floor and put them back on. Nicole can’t stop smiling at me and I can’t stop smiling back.

It was getting very late, so Chris declared that the games were over. I asked if I could crash on his couch since I was in no shape to drive. He just smiled at me like I was being very cute, and he said “You and Nicole can have the guest room. You can do whatever you want to her but please use a condom.” He kisses his wife goodnight and tells her to have fun. He starts kind of nudging us towards the guest room. I think to myself, is this really happening? Tonight has been a slippery slope of questionable decisions, and now I am going to fuck another man’s wife.

We close and lock the bedroom door. It’s very dark and I can just barely see the outline of the twin bed. We awkwardly get under the covers and spend some time just making out. She was such a great kisser. Then I start to eagerly explore her body in the dark with my hands. This was when I made a shocking discovery! Nicole’s skin was loose, extremely loose. She had weight loss surgery and had recently gone from a weight of 300+ pounds to 100 pounds, but all that extra skin was still hanging from her stomach and thighs.

That was kind of a turn off, but I still wanted her. I went down on her again first, enjoying her taste for a minute. Then I got on top of her in the missionary position, carefully rolled on a condom, and watched her eyes go wide as I slowly entered her wet pussy. I should say I tried to enter her pussy, because she was so tight that it took me a couple tries to push it in! She was much tighter than my wife and not used to a cock my size. She was the loudest lover I had ever been with; from the moment I was inside her, she kept yelling out “HAAAAAAAAAAAA!” and “HOOOOOOOOOOOO!” like she was charging up for a special attack. She was so loud that everyone in the house, everyone on the block, must be hearing it! I began thrusting, slowly and intimately at first, but gradually increasing my pace until I was banging her as fast as I could. With each thrust, I felt the cold iron chain against my chest and felt her loose skin jiggling in my hands. She didn’t have as much cushion for pushing as I was used to, so I actually bruised my pelvis a little bit with how forcefully I was fucking her. After a few minutes I had gotten over being unnerved by her loudness, and started to really enjoy myself. I could tell I was giving her multiple orgasms, and it was a huge boost to my ego. We kept kissing and humping like that for at least 15 minutes; whenever I felt like I was close to coming, I would slow my thrusting for a minute to recover. Finally, I shoved my cock as deep inside her pussy as I could go and came into the condom. Exhausted but completely satisfied, I fell on top of her without pulling out just yet. As my cock continued to throb inside her, she hugged me tightly and said “OP, that was amazing.” I pulled out and we lay next to each other in bed, just talking and kissing. It had been many months since a woman shared my bed, and thinking about that made me start to weep because I missed being intimate with my wife. Nicole held me and told me that everything would be alright, wiped away my tears, and we fell asleep.

We found out the next morning that after we went to sleep, Chris had a threesome with his lesbian sister and her girlfriend. Yes, you read that right… dude fucked his own sister.

If you liked this story, I have another one about Nicole in which I discovered her legendary deepthroat skills, while also discovering how scary her husband was.