I was reminded of a party that Tracey and I went to when I recently read "I thought he was my boyfriend."

We as a group had rented a large country house for four nights, where the event was held. There were twenty of us, and the house and its annexe together contained fourteen bedrooms. All of us, eight girls and twelve guys in our twenties and early thirties, had been friends since school and continued into university. There were three married couples, two engaged couples, three single girls, and seven guys in the group.

There was relaxation in the sleeping arrangements. The large double rooms were occupied by couples, leaving the singles free to share with whomever they pleased.

Our issue was that, after a night of heavy drinking, many of us got lost and ended up going to bed with the wrong person or people because all the bedrooms along the upper floor corridors had the same appearance.

I had slept with four of the eight women there, and it would be amazing to finish the set as they were all young, attractive, and well-fit.

On our second day, we went swimming, relaxed, and had a lot of drinks. In the evening, there was a barbecue, lots of patio dancing, good music, and drinking. Tracey and I excused ourselves because it was late, we were all still outside on the patio, the barbecue had ended, we were all full of food and beer, and the next day was going to be busy.

We returned to our top-floor room. I went down to one of the common areas and took a shower since Tracey had already taken one.

I returned to our room—or the room I believed to be ours—after taking a shower, but I was on the wrong floor. I assumed Tracey had fallen asleep because the room was dark. When I got into bed, naked, I realised I was by myself. I waited in the dark until I fell asleep, assuming that Tracey had gone to get some snacks or a drink.

I was asleep when I thought I saw Tracey get into bed. I was not sure how long I had been gone.

The woman embraced me, her large, bare breasts pressing against my back as her arms encircled me.

Her boobs were large like Tracey's, and they smelled and felt like Tracey's. I had no grounds for doubting that it was not Tracey.

I must have fallen back asleep immediately after, only to wake up momentarily when I felt a hand gently pumping my erect cock.

While Tracey kept pumping me, I rolled onto my back to allow her access to my cock.

The person lying next to me appeared to be Tracey in the darkness. I turned to face her, and we kissed, and her lips felt just like Tracey's. I cupped her breasts, and they felt just a little bit firmer and bigger than Tracey's, but I attributed that to the drink.

The person I believed to be Tracey kissed my neck and then my chest as she moved down the bed, still pumping my erection.

This person was now between my legs and looked like Tracey, who blew the end of my cock with little puffs of air. Kinky, I wondered where she learned that, but it felt good. The kisses moved to my stomach and then my abdomen.

I thought there were more new tricks when I felt her tongue licking my balls and running down the sides of my cock. She also slipped a finger between my legs to probe my anal passage.

More new tricks: her tongue ran back up my cock, her lips wrapped around my shaft, and my cock was being devoured by her mouth inch by inch. Her tongue was forcing itself into my pee hole and swirling around my bell end. This is fantastic; I should drink more often.

Nothing told me that this was not Tracey even though her mouth was moving slowly and softly up and down my pole. I know that Tracey worships my nine inches.

We had not spoken throughout, so I did what I usually would have done: I put my hand on the back of her head and held her in place while I filled her mouth with spurt after spurt of hot, sticky semen. I was going to shoot my load because the fifteen minutes or so of this amazing treatment was pushing me over the edge. That is when I started to suspect something was not quite right. Tracey had short, straight hair, but this person had long, wavy hair. She sucked up every drop and kept going until I was completely clean.

"Did you enjoy that?" she asked after she was done. Yes, I did. It was Bethany, one of the party's single girls, turning on the bedside light.

"Wonderful, but why, and did you know it was me?" I questioned.

I watched you enter my room nude, and as soon as I saw your cock, I knew I had to have it. I waited, and the rest is history, said Beth. The room you have is upstairs.

"I had to go see Tracey, but that was good," I remarked.

"You owe me one," Beth remarked, "not before you take care of me."

I had no choice but to spread Beth's legs and give her my skillful tongue action, which no woman can fault, because she looked so beautiful naked, her big breasts, her dark red nipples, and her ginger-trimmed pussy were so inviting.

After giving her two enormous orgasms, my tongue probed every millimetre of her clitoral area and pussy. I then buried my cock deep inside her wet pussy and pounded her while she was encircling my waist, until I emptied another load inside her.

We took a cramped shower together because we were both satisfied and in need of another one, but before I went back to my room, I was able to get her on her knees and give me one last blowjob. Tracey was unaware that I had been absent, and I did not bother her.

I wouldn’t have got together with Beth if I had returned to the right room, but because of that, she was chasing me the whole time wanting more.

The next night was even stranger; Tracey and I had gone to our room after yet another long day of drinking and outdoor activities; we were exhausted and quickly fell asleep.

A hand cupping and caressing my balls awakened me from a few hours of sleep with my favourite sensation: lips around my cock.

I moved my hand to the left; if Tracey was sleeping next to me, then someone was blowing me off.

With my wife just a foot away, Beth was between my legs again, giving me a blowjob. I reached for the bedside light and turned it on.

When the light came on, Tracey's eyes opened. She turned to face me and wiped her eyes, seemingly unable to process what was happening. Beth did not pause or even slow down; she was determined to blow me away, and nothing was going to stand in her way.

"Beth, what the hell are you doing?" I exclaimed.

"Giving you a blowjob," laughed Tracey in response.

I was surprised by Tracey's response when I looked at her. She grinned at me and asked Beth if it would be okay if she joined her.

Beth gave me a little nod, her mouth full of my cock and her lips sliding up and down my shaft. I could not believe what was happening. Tracey was ready to share my cock with her friend, even though she had always refused my offer of a threesome.

Beth and Tracey alternated between sucking my cock and licking my shaft while the other was sucking.

It was a dream. My wife was happy to share my cock, something she had vowed never to do. Two stunning naked women were undoubtedly giving me a blowjob.

When I was ready to fire my load, Beth was already sucking me. She took the first shot, and then they swiftly switched places, with Tracey taking the last shot.

They both swallowed, then kissed each other, something else I had never seen Tracey do.

Tracey was game for an experiment, so I suggested they make love to each other. I wanted to see them lick each other in the sixty-nine positions. They exchanged glances and nods while laughing.

Tracey reclined in bed. Based on the way they proceeded to pleasure each other, Beth had previously mounted her with her adorable posterior in the air, lowering her pussy into Tracey's face and her mouth into her pussy.

I had one of the strongest erections I had ever had after witnessing my wife perform one of the most sensual acts I had ever seen.

They both instantly gave each other a climax. It seems that women are the best judges of what they want.

When I could take it no longer, I slid my cock in to join Tracey's tongue deep in Beth's pussy. As I started to slide in and out of Beth, Tracey stopped licking her and instead began sucking my balls.

Tracey was enjoying herself while sucking my balls one at a time while cupping Beth's breasts, something I had no idea she was capable of or even wanted to do.

As mine was intensifying, Beth was giving Tracey another orgasm. I quickened my pace, rocking in and out of Beth like a battering ram, causing her to gasp and groan as the first shot went deep into her pussy and the second, after I pulled out, went over and into her arse crack.

Tracey was licking off my semen from around Beth's pussy and arse when my semen started to run down her pussy and onto her face. She then pulled my cock down into her mouth and finished cleaning me up, swallowing the last few dribbles.

Tracey asked, "How was that for you?" as we all passed out and fell onto the bed.

I cherished every second of the encounter and pondered whether Tracey had any more tips she would like to impart.

After Beth left and went back to her room, we both fell asleep.

During breakfast, I heard Beth whispering to Laura and Sue, two other unmarried girls, about my penis and demonstrating its length and thickness. She gave a detailed explanation when the girls asked how she knew.

This made me think that if they wanted it as much as they were acting like they did, I could sneak into their room later, when they were sleeping, and have some more fun.

I felt comfortable telling Tracey what I had overheard during the conversation after the event game the night before.

We were going to go back to our normal monogamous lifestyle, she had assured me. Nothing that happened at the party would be discussed at home. We have a fun party game tonight that involves completing scenarios and forfeits, and Tracey says everyone is welcome to play.

"What is that?" I asked.

"We bought Fantasy for Lovers at one of Ann Summers' parties. However, we have added some fascinating new features to the game. And as long as everyone is game, it is game on and could be a wild night," she exclaimed with excitement.

"What kind of additions?" was my question.

"Well, there are some far more interesting ones, like oral sex and hand jobs like licking pussies, on top of the usual stuff like stripping and kissing people other than your partner, get the idea?" It was her reply.

"And you believe others will join in?" I inquired.

"Everyone I have asked is up for it are you?" she retorted.

I replied, "Obviously."

"You can ask Laura and Sue if you see them. I have a couple more people to ask," she stated.

With her clipboard in hand, Tracey left. After hearing that Beth, Laura, and Sue were in the sauna, I went there.

I peered through the frosted glass and saw the silhouettes of three people inside. When I opened the door, I saw that the three women I was searching for were topless and had towels spread across their laps.

The sight of these three attractive women caused my pair of shorts to become tented.

Would it be okay if I joined you for a little while? I have a question for you.

One of them said, "Come in and join us."

It was really hot in there, and I was sweating profusely as I sat on the bench between Laura and Beth.

"Ask away," said Beth.

Are you interested in participating in the sexy games that Tracey and the others are planning tonight? There will be a lot of nudity, scenarios, and forfeits. The games could get a little risqué. I inquired.

With a glance around, they all nodded to indicate that they had accepted the invitation.

Sue, the smallest of the three, stopped me from leaving. She was under five feet tall, had breasts the size of a cup, and had thick, fat nipples that gave her the appearance of being fifteen years old when, in reality, she was thirty-one.

"You have to stay and take off your shorts," she insisted.

When Laura and Beth grabbed my shorts and pulled them down, the others nodded in agreement.

My cock bounced as it was taken out of my shorts, already swollen and semi-erect.

"It is a big one, just like you said, Beth," Laura remarked.

Sue's tiny fingers joined Laura's hands as she grasped it and gave it a playful pump.

"Maybe we get to suck this tonight during the game?" Sue asked.

As I enjoyed the attention, I said, "Yes, you could! However, nothing is preventing you from practicing." I pulled Sue's face in the direction of my erection.

"It is too big for me," stated Sue. She did not fight back, but it caught her off guard as I shoved my cock into her small mouth.

I turned to Laura and said, "You have a go; see if you can do better," after she could only stretch her mouth a few inches.

Not to be left out, Beth moved Laura aside and took over. She was used to my cock and soon had me on the verge of coming when the door opened and Tracey stood there looking serious. Laura took over again and took almost half my length before starting to bop up and down on it and give me a lovely blowjob.

My eruption came as a surprise to both Laura and myself, as she continued without stopping and without seeing Tracey. I was concerned about her reaction.

Tracey said, "Are you getting some practice in for tonight?" to my surprise.

She shut the door behind her and left. Now that Laura and Beth had drained me three times in less than twenty-four hours, I hoped that this was not the last time they did it; they were that good.

The party was outside in the large conservatory and on the patio by the pool, with a pyjamas party theme.

Like most of the guys, I wore a t-shirt and boxers because I did not have any pyjamas on. While some girls wore sultry nightgowns and matching sets of pants, others were decked out in skimpy pyjamas.

Most of the guys were having trouble with their trouser snakes because there was so much nude flesh on display and the girls all looked so gorgeous.

The drinks were flowing, with lots of wine and beer consumed, before we all gathered around the big patio table and the game began.

After a few quick rounds, I saw a lot of really attractive breasts, some of which I had seen before and some of which I had not. Most of the group had lost at least one article of clothing and were in a euphoric state.

One of the newly added forfeits Tracey went for first was to choose to blow it off to the guy sitting right across from her. She was starting to show more of her wild side, even though she had, as far as I knew, not dated many men and had certainly not cheated on anyone else since our marriage.

One of the lucky men was Kevin, a married, healthy man in his early thirties. His wife Debbie did not appear to be too happy, but hey, it was just a game.

She pulled off Kevin's boxers to reveal a nice, firm seven inches of cock standing in front of her. Knowing she had thirty seconds and was being timed, Tracey wasted no time in putting her lips around his cock and a hand around the shaft and sucking and pumping like her life depended on it. When I first saw Tracey with another man's cock in her mouth, it was erotic, and I was not envious. He shook and blew his load after twenty seconds, which Tracey easily ingested.

Debbie asked, "How come you take ages when I blow you?" not quite understanding. With a simple shrug, he returned to his seat, feeling somewhat ashamed of his hasty arrival.

Even though I knew Tracy was a good person, I could hear the other guys whispering to me that they wanted to receive the same treatment from her.

By the end of the evening, Tracey had swallowed every guy and given them a blowjob; some had taken longer than the allotted thirty seconds, but she was in the mood and was not about to stop.

When I met Tracey, she was only seventeen. She told me she had only ever given one guy a blowjob and had never swallowed She had now enjoyed blowing eleven guys in one night.

To my satisfaction, neither the length nor the girth of any of the guys matched mine.

Kevin's wife, Debbie, had been acting strangely since Tracey sucked her husband's cock, so I was curious to see what she was like after witnessing Tracey blow Kevin in twenty seconds.

I had not been very fortunate with my forfeits; the deck was stacked against me, and I had spent the majority of the evening observing other men and women get some action.

As the game was naturally coming to an end, people were leaving because they were too drunk, too tired, or too bored to play any more.

In the final dice roll, I got a card with a sixty-nine in brackets that allowed me to choose an oral sex partner of the other sex.

I looked around the room and saw some amazing breasts that I wanted, but Debbie needed to feel the sensation of a big cock because she had a great body and a shaved pussy.

I looked at Debbie and then Kevin. Kevin shook his head, hoping I would not choose Debbie, but he had already tried with my wife, who was beaming back at me. I was going to give his wife the best thirty seconds of her life.

Tracey gave me the thumbs up, letting me know she was full of semen and had had her fill. I knew I could not choose her when I took one look at her.

Debbie said, "So it is alright for you," after Kevin urged me to change my mind after I had made up my mind.

Debbie took hold of my hand; I was in my boxers, my erection growing longer and harder, and she was glowing. She pulled me into the conservatory, where it was cosier, and I wondered who would take the lead since it was not natural with another woman and not Tracey.

I stood in front of Debbie by the couch, and she told me to take off my boxers. We stood there staring at each other in the nude, and I lost them.

Debbie said, "I knew you were big, but that is huge," as she glanced at my cock and then back at me. I am going to enjoy that." She talked at a volume that Kevin and the others could hear.

She pushed me onto the couch and straddled me, her perfect pink pussy very close to my lips, almost to the point of tasting.

"Is someone trying to time us?" she yelled.

There was no response. She said, "Good, take your time." She turned her head and began to utter something to me.

Her lips dipped and touched my cock for the first time, causing me to twitch. I then resumed my favourite task after her pussy fell into my mouth.

Her lips tightened around my shaft as she lowered her head until I touched the back of her throat. She gave me the blowjob treatment, petting my ass as she drew me in and coughing a little.

In twenty seconds, she had her first orgasm; twenty seconds later, she had her second, during which she sucked my cock more quickly and pressed her legs firmly against my head to keep me in place.

With each stroke, her taut lips took a little more of my length as they ran up and down it.

When it seemed like no one was observing or timing us, I asked, "Would you like to ride it?"

Her tight pussy struggling to take my cock, she slowly lowered herself onto my pole, stopped, and looked in pain. Then, with a little push and a pop, I was in, and at least half of my length vanished inside her.

Debbie began riding me slowly at first, but as she got into a nice rhythm, she got tighter and tighter, and it felt amazing to have her pussy around my pole.

When another orgasm shot through Debbie's body, she let out a loud cry that made Kevin run.

"What the hell are you doing?" he exclaimed.

Saying, "Fucking the biggest cock I have ever seen," she smiled at him.

He sat back in a chair. I was prepared to stop, but Debbie didn’t miss a beat, I told her I was about to come, but she just carried on and allowed me to fill her up, only stopping when she thought I had finished.

She was now sore and satisfied and slipped off my cock. Semen was still dribbling out of my pee hole, so to the dismay of her husband, she wrapped her lips around my pole and sucked off our juices, only stopping again when her jaw ached so much she couldn’t continue.

She kissed me, then gave me a wink and a thank you, and she joined her husband, who was not happy when she kissed him with my semen around her mouth and on her lips.

A few other acts had taken place when we were away, including Tracey having two guys double-team her; one fucked her while the other had his second blowjob, and they both filled her far too quickly for her liking without giving her an orgasm.

My final target before the party break was over was to take Beth in the arse, Tracey was against it but maybe this was another trick she had kept hidden, so I planned to have Beth as my first.

When we went to bed that night, Tracey told me that Kevin had spoken to her after watching Debbie ride me and was not happy, even after she had given him a blowjob.

Tracey said, “Would I be interested in a threesome with Kevin? Kevin could fuck me while I give you a blowjob.”

I was shocked at her request, but I would go along with that if that was what she wanted.

I said, "Okay, let’s give it a go.”

Unbeknownst to me, Tracey had prearranged the meeting with Kevin in our room after Debbie had fallen asleep.

Only Debbie didn’t fall asleep so they both came to our room.

It was a bit awkward to begin. Tracey took the lead and removed His robe, under which he was naked. She coaxed his cock as I slipped off Debbie’s robe.

Now we were all naked He looked to Debbie for permission, but she was too busy sucking on my cock, which appeared to be twice as big as Kevin's, so Tracey got down on her knees and sucked his cock until it was erect before getting on all fours.

Kevin rode Tracey hard and quickly, slipping in behind her with ease. In a matter of minutes, he shot his load again without warning.

I positioned Debbie beside Tracey and entered her tight pussy from behind. She orgasmed three times before I emptied my load inside her, and she collapsed onto her front.

By giving Kevin a blowjob and sucking his balls, Tracey had now succeeded in getting him erect once more.

"Now stick it in my arse; be my first," she said this time.

His expression was a picture, he was behind her, wiping her juices into her arse and then slowly inserting his cock inside her, the lucky bastard. It was my turn to display my hurt and rage. Tracey was acting like a complete whore when I asked her to stop.

Despite being in excruciating pain, she allowed him to fuck her despite her struggles, and in less than a minute, he shot his load again. She pulled her ass off his cock because Tracey was pissed off.

"Can we try?" I asked Debbie.

She grinned and gave Kevin a snarl before responding, "Oh yes, but be gentle."

Kevin was not at all pleased since he did not want my cock to be poking her behind.

After Debbie repositioned herself on her knees with me behind her, she dribbled saliva all over my cock. I inserted my cock into her pussy to get it juiced up, and after a few pumps, I lined my cock up with her arse. I inserted two juiced-up fingers in first to loosen her up, and when she was satisfied, it was my cocks turn.

She screamed in agony, but I continued anyway, taking my time and being gentle. After an inch, I stopped to give her time to adjust to my intrusion. Then, I pushed again, and this time, I felt her ass pop.

After a short while, I was at least four inches inside of her. As we rested, she was writhing in agony, and Kevin was yelling for me to take it out of her arse, but Debbie told him to stop talking.

I felt good as I slowly began to slide in and out of the tightest hole my cock had ever encountered.

I was pumping in and out of Debbie's arse, but some attention was diverted when Tracey laid down in front of her with her legs open and pulled her head towards her pussy. At first, Debbie resisted but eventually gave in to temptation and forced her tongue into Tracey's pussy. I increased my strokes, and the feeling that was coming became more intense, and Tracey was writhing in ecstasy, experiencing her first orgasm.

Calling Kevin over to make sure he did not miss out; Tracey gave him another blowjob while he was kneeling next to her. As Debbie waited on her, he pumped her mouth and held her head while my cock erupted inside her.

I watched as Tracey experienced her second orgasm and Kevin filled her mouth, holding her head in place until he was done, as I felt my eruptions stop and my cock begin to diminish.

Sweaty and tired, we all fell onto the bed and decided that it would never happen again and that no one would ever find out.

I loved watching Tracey swallow Kevin, and she loved watching Debbie master my cock, but we both agreed that it was exciting to watch each other with other people. It had to be a one-time thing.

The next day, the party break ended, and we all parted ways, never to speak of it again.

As a group, we celebrated other holidays, but nothing comparable occurred.