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A Chance Encounter at a Party
The party was in full swing when they walked in. I turned my head to glance and see who had entered. He looked dashing and handsome but my eyes locked onto hers. I’ve always been able to recognize a hot woman but they never really do anything for me. Until then. Just looking at her I felt a shudder run down my spine ending with wetness between my legs. What is this feeling? More importantly, how do I get close to that woman? Her hair is a mass of bronze going lazily about her head. It gives her a sexy bed-head look. Her breasts heave beneath the tight sweater. The outline of her nipples is barely visible as they push at the bra she is wearing. She is wearing a flowing skirt that emphasizes her tiny waist. It would be so easy to lift that skirt. I wonder what she has on under it.

As the evening wore on, I was introduced to the handsome looking couple. We joined in small talk in a group. My gaze kept straying when others were talking. I couldn’t focus on the person that was speaking; I kept going to her body and her face. I noted the luscious parting of her lips, the lines of her neck as she threw her head back in a hearty laugh. Have I ever heard a more beautiful sound than that laughter? Am I being too obvious in my attraction to her? Does the whole party see it? I am so self-conscious.

I finally drag myself back to reality to see that her partner is talking and I take time to notice him fully. The muscles of his arms are clearly visible. This man takes care of himself. His waist is narrowed to perfection, the lines of his body visible beneath the fitted shirt he wears. His hips and ass appear sculpted they are so sexy under the jeans he wears. Looking at the front of his jeans, I notice the washed wear pattern where his cock sits. The outline of it adds to my aching.

As our group breaks up I have decided I will wander to the patio. It’s a chilly evening so no one will be out there and I can brood alone and try to regain my composure. As the icy blast of air hits my thin top, my nipples instantly become as hard as rocks. The contrasting heat of my pussy with the cold chill on my breasts makes me want even more. This isn’t why I came out here. I came out here to cool down, not to heat up.

I walk leisurely to the railing and lean my elbows on it looking out into the darkness. The stars are gorgeous tonight and my mind goes to its own places. I am so lost in my own thoughts that I didn’t hear the door open. It is not until I feel a delicate hand lifting my skirt and feminine lips on my neck that I realize I am not alone. A shot of shock followed by fear runs through me. Then I hear her voice. She tells me she noticed me too and felt the electricity between us. She watched me come out here and was so glad when I did since it meant she could come to me. One of her hands continues up my skirt until it begins to rub on my ass.

Oh, my god, the feelings this woman is arousing. With her other hand she unbuttons the top two buttons of my blouse and slips her hand inside it to begin rubbing, pinching and pulling at my nipples. Her body is molded to mine from behind and the feelings that are running through me prevent me from doing anything except leaning over the rail and taking it. Her fingers have worked their way to my wet slit. She deftly begins a slow circular motion on my ever-swelling clit. My knees, they are so weak. I begin to crumple from the ministrations.

As my knees buckle and I start to slip downward I feel firm hands grab my arms and hold me up from the other side of the rail. Where did he come from? Has he been here all along? Oh, who cares as long as she continues this loving of me? Her fingers against my clit become firmer and more demanding. She has lifted my bra up over my breasts, pushing them out below and exposing them to the cold of the air and the warmth of her hand. I felt her cup a breast and hold it upward as I felt myself near the precipice of insanity from my clit. Suddenly his teeth were on my nipple biting, tugging, pulling, and growling. Those teeth clamping down were the extra push I needed to the edge. I feel my body tighten and shudder with the first of what I hope will be many orgasms.

I find myself being guided to the table. Nerves overtake me and I want to bolt because I’m sure everyone in the party has witnessed the scene that just took place through the large glass wall. I glance and notice the drapes are now closed. “I closed them on my way out”, she whispers. “I didn’t want anyone to distract or disturb us.”

Muscular hands swiftly lift my skirt out of the way and sit my bare ass on the glass table with my pussy strategically positioned at the edge. Tonya positioned herself in front of me. Her hands went to grasp my head as she drew me in for a long, tongue-probing kiss. Her kisses began to work their way down my neck with her tongue-lashing in a brutally needing fashion. As her tongue made mad dashes around one nipple her fingers pinched at the other nipple. My back arched to give her my breasts more fully. I couldn’t help myself, my hand went to the back of her head knotting my fingers in her hair I held her close to my tit. After a while, I made her switch so the other tit could feel the lovely anguish of her tongue.

Mark’s hands on my shoulders gently guided me to lie back on the table. Tonya quickly moved to where she was kneeling over me on the table. Her tongue slathered its way down my abdomen to my secret places. I felt my body temp raise by several degrees as her tongue guided its way to part my outer lips. It darted in to touch my clit. I felt teeth nibble at the swelling mound. Two and then three fingers worked their way inside me probing and pushing. She found just that spot she was looking for and began to pump furiously pushing on the raisiny spot with every thrust.

I couldn’t stop the moans from escaping my lips. I begged to cum and I begged her to continue. She pulled her fingers out and replaced them with her lips just as I began to squirt. I flowed over her face and she leaned forward for Mark to kiss her and lick the juices from her face. As he kissed her, he eased her back to where she was sitting on my face. It was my turn to taste her loveliness and I wanted it so much.

With the first lap at her slick slit, I felt my body heat turn up even more if that was possible. How could any woman taste this good? I moved my hands to spread her lips wide open for me and as I took my second swipe at her swelling lips and clit, I felt Mark’s hard cock slide deep into my pussy. I buried my mouth in her wetness and wrapped my lips over her clit as the moan began. I felt her shudder as the vibrations from my own ecstasy shot through her body as well. My hands took on a mind of their own, fingers finding their way into crevices to explore her unseen parts. My tongue lapping around them and up to her clit. My free hand slid to her ass to grab it and pull her close. I came out of my own haze long enough to realize that Mark was sucking her tender breasts and he fucked me hard.

The feel of his cock in my pussy and her pussy on my mouth was driving me crazy. I felt myself begin to squirt all over Mark’s cock. So wet, so wanting of more. Make me cum again please. I didn’t think I said it aloud because my mouth was buried in Tonya’s pussy. I hear Mark’s deep voice tell me I’ll cum many more times before they are through with me. Just the sound of his voice makes me want to please them both even more.

My mind is reeling from being torn between the lovely woman on top of me and the man who has his hard dick thrusting in me. I turn my attention to Tonya. I want her to cum for me. It’s suddenly very important to me. I nibble at her clit and graze it with my teeth as my fingers continue to fuck her harder and harder. I hear her beginning to cry out that she’s going to cum and begging me not to stop. Pushing harder and deeper into her I give little thrusts forward to urge her on. The pursuit of her clit is never-ending.

As I hear her “Ahhh, Ahhh, Ahhh” and her body start to stiffen I let my nails sink ever so slightly into her ass. I feel the cum begin to ooze and dribble out of her and I don’t want to miss a drop of it. My tongue goes into over drive lapping and sucking, fucking her with my tongue. With her most urgent need satisfied, she leans forward to where I can no longer reach her pussy with my mouth. I can see her wet hole open and needing to be filled. This time I want to slide three fingers in her and fuck her good.

She has leaned forward so that she can lick at Mark’s cock as he pulls out of me and lick at both of us when he shoves his hardness back in. It feels so sexy to have his cock and her tongue both touching me. The sounds are so loud I cannot believe how they shatter the stillness of the night. Mark’s body slamming into mine is like cracks of thunder tearing the silence asunder. Tonya and I add a chorus of moans and soft groans like the evening dew rolling in. Mark has her hair in his hand now. His fist keeps her planted to where our bodies join. My fingers continue to pound out a rhythm in her tight hole.

We are like freight trains on a collision course with each other. A three-way head on collision and the carnage will be that of our bodies as they cum. Mark is the first of us to begin his climax. I feel his stiffen in me and his cock begin to jerk. It is all I need to take me to the edge and pound even harder at Tonya sending her to join us at the bottom of the cliff we are all jumping off.

Satiated we lay in a crumpled heap against one another for a few minutes. Mark’s cock still in my pussy, Tonya with her head on my stomach and Mark with his head resting on Tonya’s back. It is a comfortable feeling of total acceptance and respite. All too soon, we hear the others inside at the party. Surely, they will have noted our absence by now. We slowly begin to untangle our bodies and replace and smooth our clothing. Tonya leans over to kiss me as I button my blouse; she laughs and licks some of her own juices from my nose.

“Can’t have you going back in with the evidence of me on you nose now!”, she jests. We walk back in together. With Mark being the perfect gentleman, a lady on each arm escorting us in.

I hope they’ll be at the next party I attend. Maybe I can just throw one for the three of us. After all, we do call each other now…

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