Mary was very apologetic and shame-faced at work on Monday, but surprisingly, that made me more excited for what was to come after the party. When Mary had invited me to their party, I initially played coy and said no, as I didn't think it was my kind of scene, but Mary insisted, and I eventually agreed.
The weeks between seemed to drag; Christmas came and went, as did New Year, until at last it was party time. Mary had said I could stay at hers, as the boys were staying at her Mum's so I could sleep in their room. I arrived early with my party clothes in my bag, Ronnie showed me up to the boys' room to change, cheekily asking if I was wearing my sexy black knickers. Coyly I told him he would have to wait and see. I dressed in my new black silk basque, matching black silk panties, suspender belt, stockings and a black mini dress that barely covered my bum, and went down to help Mary with the last of the party preparations.
The party was actually very enjoyable-a great mixture of people, great music, a few fun party games and good food. During the festivities, Ronnie got me alone in the kitchen; his plan was to let Mary get hammered. After the party ended he would put Mary to bed, wait till she was sound asleep and join me in the boys' room, and we would fuck. We had a sneaky kiss in the kitchen, and Ronnie had a sly feel of my bum.
We returned to the party, and I made it my mission to make sure Mary was really drunk and I remained reasonably sober. The party started to die down about 1 am, and by 2 am, it was only me, Ronnie, and the drunk Mary left. Ronnie was trying to get Mary to bed, but unfortunately for us, she wanted to stay and party. Eventually I said I was shattered and going to bed; Ronnie looked devastated. I made my way up to the boys' room, slipped off my shoes and dress and got into bed.
Twenty minutes later, I heard Ronnie and Mary go to bed. I lay in bed gently rubbing my crotch through my silk panties; I was definitely wet. I thought to myself it wouldn't be long now. I could still hear Ronnie and Mary talking, then silence.
I'm not sure how much time passed - maybe 10, 15 minutes of silence - then the unmistakable sound of sex. The bastard was shagging his wife. Fuck, my fanny was dripping, and he was fucking Mary. What the actual fuck was going on? I could hear the bed springs creaking and Mary moaning in pleasure. I was raging; my fanny was absolutely dripping at the thought of being shagged by Ronnie's cock. Yet now I was going to have to make do with fingering myself. Then silence - had they fucked to exhaustion? Ten, maybe twenty minutes - no sound from the bedroom. Then my bedroom door slid open. Ronnie stood before me, naked.
"Louise, I'm sorry, it was the only way I could get her to sleep, honestly, but I'm all yours now," he pleaded. I pulled back the duvet cover and motioned.
"Well, get in here and lick my dripping fanny, stud," I replied, pulling my panties aside.
Ronnie got into bed beside me, pushed my legs farther apart, and went down on me, licking and lapping at my pussy, probing his tongue deep, then nibbling and biting at my clitty before sliding his tongue deep into my moist gash. I was bucking my hips to meet his face and minutes later I exploded into a leg-shaking orgasm.
Ronnie then moved up to pull the straps of my basque down to free my tits and started sucking on them, as he eased his stiff-again cock into my pussy. I lay back and moaned in pleasure.
"Yes, yes, Ronnie, pump my pussy," I purred. "Give it to me hard, baby." I lay back, my eyes closed in pleasure, when I heard Mary's voice!
"You bitch, shagging my husband in my boys' bed, you cow."
My eyes sprung open to reveal Mary standing over us in her bra and panties. She stood over me as Ronnie kept pumping his cock into me.
"I trusted you, Louise. I knew he was a prick, and he'd try it on with you, but I felt you would respect our friendship, and I wanted your pussy for myself, but now I'm left with sloppy seconds," she said.
She then stood over me on the bed, parted her panties and sat on my face.
"Lick me clean, you cheating bitch. I want you to lick my husband's cum from my fanny."
I lay there whimpering as Ronnie fucked my pussy and Mary fucked my face.
I lay there mortified and yet strangely enough excited at the same time. Ronnie was pounding my pussy with one of the most intense fucks I had ever had and Mary was grinding her hairy pussy down on my face as I licked and lapped at her. I should have felt terrible, scared, or even terrified, yet here I was horny as fuck, loving every thrust and lick.
Then with a massive thrust, Ronnie emptied his second load of sticky cum deep into my love hole. Minutes later as I nibbled on Mary's swollen clit, she squirted on my face as she orgasmed on me. Her love juices mingled with Ronnie's cum dripping on my face.
Ronnie lay exhausted beside me, feeling my tits as Mary stood up.
"Listen, Louise, I'm going to lick you out now, you horny cunt." She then went down on my swollen pussy and she was fucking amazing. As she lapped and nibbled at my swollen pussy, she slipped a finger into my tight bum, and that tipped me over the edge, bursting into multiple intense orgasms.
"Fuck, Mary, that was amazing, but I never meant to hurt you, honestly," I whimpered through clenched teeth.
Mary stopped sucking my clit and replied, "You didn't hurt me, Louise. I wanted you; I wanted your pussy for myself. When Ronnie said you wouldn't let him ride you in the car, he set you up as our Christmas present to each other. Now lie back, silly girl, and enjoy."
Mary then inserted two fingers into me and began to work my pussy furiously while Ronnie sucked and groped my tits. Mary then inserted a third, then fourth finger, stretching my pussy. As I bucked my hips to meet her thrusts I felt my legs turn to jelly as I once again orgasmed. We all lay on the bed, exhausted and content, and we all snuggled together in a contented sleep.
I had come here to cheat on my friend, yet here I was in her arms as a lesbian lover. It certainly was a different Christmas.
