I never had sex with anyone but my husband. We were very religious and took to heart all that stuff about fornication. Well, with no small measure of guilt, at least on my part, we did start having sex when we got engaged.
But it seems like, for the last couple years, Luke's interest in sex has gone way down. Maybe it's his career. He works for the electric company and works all kinds of odd hours, sometimes scheduled, sometimes not.
The more I learned about other people's sex lives, the more frustrated and resentful I got. I was twenty-eight, after all. Connie, a coworker in another department and Julie, her tennis partner, had told me all about their own sinful lives, and pretty much convinced me I should, how do I say it, step out.
"Nicole, you have to do something. You can't go without sex like this," they said, "You should have an affair." But I was so timid, nothing ever happened.
Late one afternoon, we had planned to meet at our favorite bar. Luke was dealing with an emergency in a neighboring state. Utilities help each out when things get out of hand.
When I got to the bar, Connie and Julie were sitting at a table with two incredibly sculpted men - I later found out they were gym coaches - Carlos and Jack. Somewhere during my first drink - the others were on round two - Connie told me, "So Nicole, we've decided to throw you a little party at my place -- surprise!”
My eyes opened so wide! It wasn't hard to figure out what they had in mind, but I sure wasn't expecting it. They all laughed when my hand came up over my mouth. Now it was clear why the last few days they had been so inquisitive about my hubby's work that week. Still, I only had a vague notion of what was about to happen, just that my years as a faithful wife were about to end. I thought I felt my pussy getting wet.
When we got to Connie's apartment, we all took beers from the fridge. Connie had a big easy chair she must have picked up at Goodwill after her divorce, and I was guided in that direction. Everybody crowded around me. Somebody took my half-finished beer and put it on a table. While I was still standing, Julie rubbed her hand across my boobs. "You have such nice tits," she said and kissed me as she started to undo my shirt. Julie is a bit heavy and she always told me she wished hers were only 34C's like mine.
Jack immediately started rubbing my tits too, and Carlos and Connie were pawing my fanny and rubbing my legs. I started giggling. And Carlos opened the snap on the side of my pants and slid down the zipper. Nervously, and not a little embarrassed, I stepped out of my shoes and let him slide my pants to the floor. Jack took off my shirt once I relaxed my arms enough to let him. My feelings mixed fear, excitement and yes, desire - pussy soaking, tummy tightening desire.
Jack pushed my bra up off my breasts and started sucking my nipple while Julie undid my bra in back and dropped it to the floor. There I was, standing with nothing on but my very plain pink cotton panties. I could feel them getting moist, and I started giggling.
Connie's hand slid into the waist of my panties and lower between my legs. I must have moved my feet apart a bit because I could tell her fingers were getting wet. Luke had never played there like Connie was doing and oh my goodness it was another girl doing that! I parted my legs even more and moaned at the feeling of her fingers pushing up inside me.
Everybody finally pushed me back into the chair. Connie somehow managed to keep her hand in my panties and pressed her fingers even deeper than before. I couldn't stop giggling.
You have to realize this was all new to me. Luke never does anything but rub my tits and fuck me. Sometimes I'm barely able to get wet for him. Now Carlos was kneeling on the floor, holding up my foot, and kissing my toes. Julie and Jack were both sucking my nipples. I must have been a sight.
Carlos's kisses were moving up my leg - ankles, calves, knees, thighs. Now he was licking at both edges of my panties right next to my pussy. Connie's hand slipped away and he started gnawing on my pussy thru my panties. I wondered if they tasted good; they were sure wet. I put my legs together long enough to let him slide my panties off even as he was kissing my belly lower and lower. There was an aroma that I knew had to be my own sex.
And then he was kissing my pussy lips – my unshaved pussy had black hair like the black hair on my head. - And now it was Carlos's fingers that were pushed between my lips and rubbing on that sensitive little bump in there. Oh my god, the feelings in my tummy. And then as his fingers pushed into my vagina, his tongue took over licking between my lips. I was moaning now. Moaning out loud. As wave after wave of sensation rolled over me, my whole body started shaking. I never knew an orgasm could be so strong. And I could hear Carlos undoing his trousers with his free hand.