by Anya Aurelie
That Saturday, Ashley was nervous. She spent all day cooking, but her mind was on what would happen that evening. Was she making a huge mistake? Surprisingly, everyone they’d invited to the dinner party was able to make it, even on such short notice. In all, there would be nine people there that evening, including Ashley and Mike. They hadn’t mentioned that Ashley herself was the main course to anyone invited, and now she found herself almost sick with worry that people would object, get angry, that everyone would leave and she would be the topic of gossip and would be shunned for years to come.
But everything was in motion now, and there was nothing she could do but see it through. Well, that wasn’t entirely true — there was nothing she wanted to do but see it through.
Ashley cooked light appetizers for the party, little bites that wouldn’t fill anyone up too much. Then she made a decadent dessert, a three-layer cake with a different flavor for each layer: dense chocolate, moist vanilla, and red velvet. She put strawberries between the layers, frosted one layer with cream cheese frosting, another with chocolate icing, and drizzled caramel over the top of the whole thing. She wanted to make sure dessert was filling, because if all went to plan, the main course was going to work up an appetite.
The doorbell rang right at 7. When Ashley answered, what she saw almost took her breath away. Jordan, the guy she had spent so much of high school thinking about, fantasizing about, and feeling conflicted over, was standing in front of her. And he looked amazing, even better than he had in high school. He looked like he’d been spending a lot of time at the gym, and his smile was just as radiant as she had remembered. Ashley felt herself getting a crush on him all over again, the memories flooding back to her of the hours she’d spent agonizing over whether to date Jordan or Mike.
Mike appeared behind her in the doorway, and Ashley could sense that he was feeling tense when he saw his rival.
“Jordan,” Mike said, extending a hand to the other man. “Good to see you.” The hard tone in his voice indicated otherwise, and Ashley was sure that Jordan was wondering what he was doing here. How surprised he would be when he found out the truth — that even though Mike disliked him, that even though Mike was jealous of him, he still wanted to see him fuck his wife.
“Wow, this is crazy,” Jordan said, walking into the house and looking around as Ashley and Mike ushered him to the living room. “So good to see you again,” he added, looking at Ashley with undisguised lust. She noticed him glancing up and down her body, taking in her tight stomach, her large breasts, noticing that she still had the amazing figure she’d had in high school — if anything, a bit fuller in the chest. Her nipples hardened under his gaze, and she got so flustered she could hardly think of what to say to him.
“Sit down, please,” she stuttered. “Let me get you something to drink, and then I can’t wait to hear what you’ve been up to since graduation.”
While she was in the kitchen pouring a margarita from the large batch she had prepared that afternoon, the doorbell rang again. She heard the door open, and then Mike’s voice: “Evan, thanks for coming.”
So his coworker was here. She smiled to herself. Oh, he was sexy. That sleek blond hair, the strong arms, that crooked smile that suggested he’d been a bad boy more than once in his life. She had no doubt that he would want to play.
In rapid succession, Dave and Marjorie and then the checkout guy from the grocery store, Sam, arrived. Ashley served them all margaritas, hoping they were strong enough that everyone’s inhibitions would be lowered. The guests began to chat and mingle, and they seemed to be getting along just fine.
Then the doorbell rang one more time, and it was the two girls Ashley and Mike had gone to high school with, Megan and Elise. Like Jordan, Ashley and Mike not seen them since graduation, and they all shrieked upon seeing each other, though Ashley thought that they had to wonder what they were doing here. The three had never been that good of friends to begin with. Ashley blushed just thinking about what she and Mike were going to propose to their guests in just an hour’s time.
The two young women joined everyone in the living room, and Ashley noticed Dave and Evan checking them out, peering down their shirts when they leaned over the table to grab a handful of mixed nuts, their eyes wandering up and down their bodies. Megan was dark-haired and thin, while Elise was blonde and full-figured, her body tight but curvy.
“Thank you all so much for coming,” Mike said to the group. “We’re so happy to have you all here, and we very much hope that you enjoy dinner.” He glanced over at Ashley, and they shared a secret smile.
Now that everyone was here, Ashley brought out the first tray of appetizers, crackers with a vegetable tapenade and a sprig of frisée on top. She was proud of herself for making them, and thought they were beautiful.
Next came a charcuterie plate with meats and olives, followed by crostini with prosciutto and a delicious soft cheese. Everyone had a few bites, but she made sure that they didn’t get too full — just enough to keep up their energy, she thought. She also made sure to keep all the glasses full.
Once the appetizers were gone, Ashley looked around the room. Everyone seemed tipsy. They were all laughing raucously, talking like old friends, and many were leaning forward and touching each other’s shoulders when they spoke. She took the intimacy of that gesture to mean that her guests felt comfortable with one another, that they’d had just the right amount to drink, and that it was time.
Showtime.
Her heart was pounding, though, and her palms were sweaty. She pulled Mike aside. “I’m so nervous,” she said. “What if they don’t want to?”
“Then they can leave,” he said. “Baby, you’re so fucking hot. You can do this. Everyone wants to fuck you. Everyone. It’ll be fine.”
She took a deep breath, then left the room. As she began to strip naked in the kitchen, she heard Mike in the living room saying to the guests, “It’s about time for dinner now. Everyone please make your way to the dining room table.”
“Ooh, what are you serving for dinner?” she heard Elise ask as the voices moved from the living room to the dining room, and she listened closely for Mike’s response.
Now fully naked in the kitchen, Ashley stared down at herself, rubbed her firm breasts for a moment, dipped a finger between the lips of her pussy and felt how wet she already was at this prospect.
“My wife,” Mike answered.
That was her cue. Heart pounding in her chest, Ashley walked slowly into the dining room, and the room went silent.
Everyone stared at her in shock. Her cheeks flushed deep red, and she felt a simultaneous wave of humiliation and pleasure. She loved this feeling of being on display, of being up for grabs. But it all hinged on this moment. If her guests did not react the way she hoped, this night was about to take a very bad turn. If they didn’t react the way she hoped, she was about to ruin relationships with her friends from high school, her high school crush, her husband’s coworker, the checker at her favorite grocery store, and her neighbors. Almost everyone who was important. She wouldn’t be able to go anywhere anymore without shame.
She held her breath. The room was still dead silent.
Finally, Megan broke the silence. “Your wife is hot,” she said.
Everyone laughed, and suddenly the tension of the moment was broken.
“She sure is,” Evan agreed, and his eyes eagerly took in her naked body.
Ashley glanced at Dave and his wife, no clue what their reaction to this would be. Dave was staring at her in shock, but to her surprise Marjorie had a broad smile on her face. Ashley smiled back at Marjorie. Perhaps this would go well after all.
Around the room, the stares turned more friendly, more lustful. Jordan swallowed hard, and she saw that his breathing was shallow. She smiled. He’d probably been waiting for this moment for years.
Mike too was looking around the room, taking in the guests’ reactions. Aside from Ashley, he was the only one still standing, and she saw the distinct outl
ine of his erection through his pants. He was loving the attention she was getting, and she could almost taste the pre-cum she knew must be forming on the tip of his cock right now.
“Are you serious?” Sam, the checkout guy, asked them both.
“Dead serious,” Ashley said. “You don’t have to participate if you don’t want to. You can just watch, or you could leave. But if you do want to, you can do whatever you want to me.”
Sam’s eyes grew big. “I’ll stay,” he said quickly.
Elise was the first to act. Far from realizing Ashley’s fear that the two young women would feel uncomfortable, she and Megan appeared almost more eager than any of the others. Ashley knew she had chosen well. These girls were not only extremely hot, they were slutty. Just like her.
Elise stood up, got close to Ashley, and kissed her on the mouth. Ashley had never kissed a girl before, and she loved her soft lips, the way Elise’s tongue gently parted Ashley’s lips, the way her mouth explored Ashley’s.
Ashley felt the heat grow between her legs. She reached out experimentally and cupped Elise’s soft breast in one hand. She half expected Elise to move away, but instead she leaned into Ashley’s hand, encouraging her. Ashley squeezed harder. She had always wondered what other women’s breasts felt like, had always been turned on by them, but had never felt that she could explore this aspect of her sexuality. She couldn’t believe she was so lucky as to get to explore it now, with her husband watching on.
As she continued to grope Elise’s chest, she felt a body press against hers from behind. Glancing over her shoulder, she saw that it was Evan. He wrapped his strong arms around her waist, and he felt up and down her tight stomach. Ashley wasn’t surprised that he was one of the first to get in on the action. She’d always gotten a highly sexual vibe from him. Behind her, she felt his cock grow firm as it pressed against her body. She loved feeling totally exposed, the only one naked so far in a room full of people.
It was time to get up on the table, she decided.
Moving away from the two, she climbed up onto it and then lay down on her back in the center. Most of the guests were still seated around the table, and she looked around at each of them and turn. Being oval-shaped, the table was a perfect place to display herself to the group.
“Dinner is served,” Mike announced.
And then there was a flurry of hands on her body. Almost all of the guests reached out and grabbed her at once, touched her from head to toe. She didn’t know whose hand was whose, but she loved the feeling of warmth, of skin on skin. Sam massaged her tits, and she pushed her chest up into his hands. It felt so good. He squeezed her breasts, pinched her nipples. Marjorie, whom Ashley had been most scared out of everyone would walk out when the dinner party twist was announced, was stroking Ashley up and down from the side of one breast to her hip, and now she moved her hand over Ashley’s pubic mound, circling gently closer and closer to the sensitive nub between her legs.
Megan and Elise were both stroking her legs, tickling her inner thighs. Dave watched for a moment, then began slapping her stomach. The sound rang out through the room. He, of everyone here, knew how much she liked it rough. She knew how much he liked it too, and she smiled at him. He smiled back, and she could tell he was excited to have another chance at her body. Based on the lack of discussion or seeming discomfort between Dave and Marjorie, Ashley guessed that they had an open relationship. She guessed that Marjorie already knew about Dave’s previous infidelities, and that she was okay with them. She had really lucked out there. Dave and Marjorie had been a risk.
The only one still holding back was Jordan, her high school crush. He had been sitting near where Ashley’s feet now were, but was now standing, just staring at her. He looked as though he couldn’t believe what was going on in front of him, as though he thought this was a trap. She couldn’t blame him, either. After all those times in high school that she had rejected his advances, all those times that Mike had acted jealous, had acted like Ashley was his property and Jordan were an intruder trying to steal from him, she couldn’t blame him.
Ashley tilted her head back, staring at her husband upside down. He was watching eagerly, but she saw that he glanced repeatedly toward Jordan. She guessed that he wanted his rival to play with her more than anyone, but knew that Jordan would take some convincing. She could tell that for Mike, the jealousy was part of the turn-on, but she wasn’t sure Jordan knew that.
Marjorie’s fingers continued to dance over Ashley’s pubic mound. She had shaved herself completely bare, not something she normally did, but she wanted to look extra sexy for this occasion. Now, the skin under Marjorie’s fingers was all the more sensitive since this area was normally covered by a thin layer of soft hair.
She felt the fingers move lower, then tentatively touch Ashley’s clit. When she did, it was as though a dam burst: that tiny movement opened Ashley’s pussy lips enough that all the gathered juices burst free. She felt it happening, felt herself gushing suddenly, and knew that she was soaking Marjorie’s hand.
“Oh!” the woman said in surprise, then in a deeper, tantalized voice, “Oh my God, you’re so wet.”
Once the dam burst inside Ashley, it was as though the dammed-up desire burst through the room as well. It felt like the group had been waiting for someone to lead the way in touching her more intimately, and when Marjorie began rubbing her clit, everyone felt they had gotten the go-ahead. The intensity in the room was upped.
Sam and Evan both began undoing their pants at the same time, then shoved them down to reveal bulging underwear, boxers in Evan’s case and boxer-briefs in Sam’s. Ashley stared from one man to the other, lusting after the hard cocks she saw outlined through the fabric.
They both stroked their cocks a few times before approaching her, as though unable to resist touching their sensitive skin for a moment longer. Meanwhile, Elise had taken over Marjorie’s spot between her legs, and she was now beginning to push inside of Ashley. Ashley moaned as she felt her cunt filled with her friend’s fingers. Marjorie wiped Ashley’s juices on her breasts, lubing them up with her own moisture. Then, while Elise continued to finger-fuck her, Sam got up on the table beside her, kneeled next to her chest and began fucking her tits with his cock. It moved in and out of the space between her breasts with ease thanks to the lubrication from her cunt, and he held her breasts together tightly with his hands as he fucked them. She loved the friction between her tits, loved how roughly he was shoving himself between them.
Then she felt a new sensation at her cunt, and when she glanced down she saw that Elise had moved over to make way for Dave. Dave was now leaning over the table between her legs, breathing hot air onto her dripping pussy. As she watched, he slowly lowered his head to her and began licking in long, luxurious circles over her cunt. She moaned in pleasure, and glanced at Mike, drinking in the expression on his face. He was clearly enjoying himself more than anyone, even though he was not actually participating, but just watching.
And then Evan approached her, his hard cock in his hand, and he knelt on the table beside her head, on the opposite side from where Sam knelt, still fucking her tits. Evan tapped her lips a couple of times with his slab of meat, and she parted her lips for him. He was so hard, at least 8 inches long, and nice and thick. He held his cock so firmly that the muscles in his arms flexed, as though he was putting all of his force, all of his energy into this moment. Then he aimed his cock down and allowed her to take it into her mouth.
He was warm and firm, and stretched her lips wide open around him. She licked up and down the length of him, tasting him, lubricating his shaft with her tongue and then taking his balls into her mouth. After a moment, he took control away from her, holding her head down while he fucked into her mouth from above. Another moment later, he changed position, straddling her on the table so that he could go deeper inside of her mouth. He deep-throated her and then held his cock in place while she gagged on it, finally pulling out and allowing her to breathe. He did it again, pushi
ng as far down her throat as he could go. She loved his huge cock, this relative stranger using her mouth. She wanted to please him.
Sam moved away from her tits, and Megan soon took over, licking all over them, sucking off Ashley’s pussy juice that Marjorie had wiped on them. Megan sucked Ashley’s tits to a point, kneaded and squeezed them expertly. Ashley reached out and tried to find Megan’s tits in return, but was only barely able to grasp them with Evan holding her head in place and Dave securing her middle while he continued to lick her pussy. Megan moved toward Ashley’s hand, though, pushing one clothed breast into her palm, and despite the bra and shirt Ashley could feel that her nipple was hard.