On Saturday night, we went home and she made me lay on the bed, face up and only wearing my baselayer lycra shorts. She then tied me to the bed – spread eagle. She fumbled around the drawer and got out her blindfold and placed it over my head. As you can imagine, I was already as hard as can be and had started producing some precum.
She started rubbing my cock through the fabric and breathing and kissing my neck. She started to rub faster and as she could feel me about to explode, she stopped and told me that I was not allowed to cum. After she made sure I had obeyed her and calmed down, she started running her fingertips around my neck and face and eventually my inner thighs and bum.
And then, she suddenly said she had to go and would be back. Sometime later, I hear the doorbell ring. A woman’s voice. What was going on? She did not mention friends coming round. Then, another ring and another female voice. And again. And again. I was very confused and tried to wriggle out of my strapping to get dressed and see what was happening.
A short while later there was a knock at the bedroom door, and it opened immediately. I called out and my wife replied. Phew the relief!! I asked what was going on, and she said that she was having an Ann Summers party. It was meant to be held next door but had been moved to our home. She told me that she was going to put my headphones on and leave me as I was, to keep me out of the way. She put the music on shuffle and LOUD. She stroked my cock and walked away.
After a while I started to relax and enjoy the music. I may have even dosed off. Then I felt a pressure on the bed. Someone was there. I called out but there was not reply. I felt fingertips running over my cock and it immediately responded. The fingertips started running up and down the shaft…
I then felt a leg on either side of my head and could smell the sweet scent of my wife. No! Wait! This is not my wife – this woman has hair! Then the fabric of her skirt on my chest and hair. Then a strong thrust and I had a mouth full of pussy! I immediately started to lick as I was being pushed into it by her hand and pushed back by her pussy. I had little choice. After she fucked my mouth to an orgasm, I could feel her juices running over my lips and into my mouth. She got up, ran her fingers over my cock and left. WHO THE HECK WAS THAT?? I called my wife’s name over and over. But all I could hear was the music.
A short while later, again, someone ran their fingers over my cock. This time, my cock was taken out and it was being sucked. Oh, the sweet sensation! It stopped. I could feel another pussy being lowered onto my face. But this time it was 69. I was in heaven. I was going to cum! Oh, my goodness!! But she stopped. NOOOO do not stop. Instead she just sat on my mouth and made me lick and tongue-fuck her shaved pussy.
The next lady made me lick her arse and stick my tongue deep into it. She was not having any of my tongue go anywhere near her pussy.
After I had given head to 8 women, my wife came in and untied me. Still dressed in the lycra shorts only, she took me downstairs and made me stand in front of a room full of women. I knew most of them from the neighbourhood but had no idea who had fucked my face. There were 12 ladies there, so I was sure there were some who stayed away. But did they watch?
All I cared about was cumming. And my wife made me stand in the corner and wank myself until I came into the wine glass provided.