The summer I turned eighteen, I was a closeted bisexual with a secret love for women's panties, long hair that brushed my shoulders, thick thighs, and an ass that always turned heads—even if I pretended not to notice. Fresh out of high school, I left my small town behind and moved to the city, landing a job at a bank sooner than expected. That's where I met Danny, my boss: a handsome, married man in his late thirties with a warm smile, a thick wedding band, and a habit of "accidentally" brushing against me whenever he passed by. I'd be lying if I said it didn't make my heart race. His khakis did nothing to hide the outline of his impressive bulge, and every graze left me flushed and aching. But he was married, so I kept my fantasies to myself.

That Friday morning, about an hour before my shift, I was in bed, stroking my cock while sliding my favorite dildo deep into my ass. All I could think about was Danny—his strong hands, his voice, that massive cock pounding into me. Right as I teetered on the edge of cumming, I stopped, pulled the toy out, and sucked it clean, imagining it was him fresh from filling me up. I slipped on a pair of soft pink panties, finished dressing, and headed to work.

I arrived a few minutes early, setting up my station, when Danny called me into his office.

"Hey, boss," I said, stepping inside.

"Hey, Chris," he replied with that killer smile that always made my little dick twitch. "Got any plans this weekend?"

"Not really," I answered.

"My wife and I are having a few people over for dinner tonight. Why don't you stop by?"

I was surprised—we'd only worked together for two weeks—but the invitation thrilled me. "That sounds great. I'll be there."

The day dragged on until lunch, when Danny walked behind me again. This time, the rub of his cock against my ass was unmistakable. He murmured an apology, but I let out a soft moan before I could stop myself. He paused beside me, his hand brushing my hip.

"Can I bring anything tonight?" I asked.

He hesitated, eyes darkening. "No... just that cake." Then he squeezed my ass firmly and walked away.

My mind spun. Cake? I didn't bake. But as the day ended, he stopped by my desk. "See you soon. We're looking forward to that cake."

"Yeah, for sure," I stammered, cheeks burning.

I rushed home, showered, and changed into my favorite red panties—the ones that hugged my ass perfectly. On the way, I stopped at a bakery and grabbed a cake, just in case.

Pulling into their upscale neighborhood, I noticed the driveway was empty. I was ten minutes late, but no other cars? Shrugging, I grabbed the cake and knocked.

The door opened to a stunning woman in a tight dress that accentuated every curve. "Hi, I'm Kat," she said, pulling me into a hug that pressed her body against mine. She took my hand and led me to the living room.

Danny appeared at the top of the stairs in nothing but a bathrobe. As he descended, the robe parted, and his thick cock flopped into view. My eyes widened.

"I'm sorry, am I early?" I blurted.

"No, baby," Kat purred, her hand sliding onto my knee as I sat between them on the couch. "You're right on time."

Danny sat on my other side, his hand on my thigh. "That's cute—you brought a cake."

"Yeah," I said shyly.

"Do you know why we asked you here?" he asked, voice low.

"No..."

"We want to fuck you," Kat said bluntly. "Both of us."

My pulse raced. "Really?"

"Yeah," she smiled.

"Okay."

I leaned in and kissed Kat, our tongues dancing hungrily as my hands explored her soft curves. Moments later, Danny grabbed the back of my head, pulling me to him and shoving his tongue deep into my mouth. It was clear who was in charge.

We swapped kisses, moans filling the room, until Danny commanded, "Get on your knees."

As I started to obey, Kat interrupted, "Take your clothes off first."

I stood, peeling off my shirt. Danny's hands roamed from my nipples down my slim waist. I undid my pants, and he tugged them down.

"Oh my God," Kat gasped. "Look what we have here."

I smiled, standing in just my red panties. "Surprise. I wear them every day."

"You look really sexy," she said.

"Thanks."

I dropped to my knees, undoing Danny's robe while Kat hiked up her dress, revealing no panties and a perfectly shaved pussy. She started rubbing her clit as I freed Danny's cock—huge, thick, veined.

"Holy fuck, you're huge," I breathed. "I can't wait to have this in me."

I licked and sucked his balls, stroking his shaft. "That's it, baby," he groaned.

I looked up, his cock resting on my face. "Thanks for having me over."

"You're so welcome, sweetie," he said as I ran my tongue up his shaft and wrapped my lips around the head. "Oh yes... fuck, you're good at that."

Kat leaned over to kiss him while I bobbed deeper, taking about three-quarters before gagging, playing with his balls all the while.

"Chris, I'm getting jealous," Kat whined. "Get over here and lick my pussy."

I slid over, sucking her juices from her fingers first, then tracing her lips with my tongue. I spread her open and attacked her clit with quick flicks and suction. Danny moved behind me, spitting on my hole and sliding a finger in.

"Oh fuck," I moaned, glancing back.

Kat grabbed my head. "Don't stop."

I dove back in, pinching her nipples as she writhed. "Darling, he's so good at eating pussy. Fuck, he's gonna make me cum."

"You hear that?" Danny said. "Make my wife cum, and you'll be a regular."

Kat's grip tightened. "Don't you fucking move, slut!" She squirted all over my face, grinding hard as I lapped it up.

She pulled me up, licking her own cum from my cheeks. "Fuck me," she demanded.

I knelt and thrust into her tight, wet pussy. Danny stood in front, and we shared his cock—sucking, licking, making out around it as I pounded her.

"Oh fuck, I'm cumming again!" she screamed, her walls clenching as she shook.

"Good boy," she panted. "Lie down. My husband wants to fuck you."

We moved to the bedroom. Kat pushed me onto the bed and straddled my face, grinding her soaked pussy on my tongue. Danny lubed my hole, then pressed his massive cock against it.

Kat stroked me as he pushed deeper, then slammed all the way in. My cries were muffled by her pussy. He fucked me hard and fast while they made out above me, moaning about their love.

I came explosively, squirting everywhere. They scooped it up, sharing my cum in sloppy kisses.

Danny's thrusts grew erratic. "Oh fuck, I'm gonna fill this pussy."

Kat sucked my sensitive cock as he unloaded deep inside me, groaning in ecstasy.

He pulled out and moved to my head. "Wanna clean it?"

I nodded eagerly, sucking him clean with a smile.

That night marked the beginning of many more "dinner parties."