The Party Game

Checking the mirror, Ana made sure that her makeup was perfect, before bending over to roll a stocking up her slim leg and attach it to her garter belt. Just smoothing the silky fabric made her aroused.The long length of her wavy brown hair hung next to her face in soft waves, just the way her husband liked it. She and her husband Matthew had the same ritual for almost every party they attended, and tonight was particularly special because it was a black-tie event at the home of one of his clients, and not just a normal house party.

Admiring herself in the mirror, Ana gave her body a critical once-over, and smiled. She liked the way she looked. Her high perky breasts were just barely more than a handful, the garter belt provided a beautiful frame for her pussy with its thin strip of fur and Ana felt more than ready for the evening’s adventure. Turning, she admired the swells of her buttocks—definitely her best feature—pressing against the straps of the garter belt. The stockings she was wearing were a sheer black. Other than the belt and stockings, she wouldn't be wearing any undergarments tonight.

A low, drawn-out wolf whistle sounded from the doorway, and Ana turned, already knowing the source. She blushed and smiled at the sight of her husband, looking absolutely delectable in his tuxedo pants and unbuttoned shirt, the length of a bow tie hanging from his hand.

"Looking good, beautiful." Matthew grinned as he approached, and when he reached her, they kissed passionately, his arms going around her and his hands sliding down her back and over the belt to grip the flesh of her ass. He was already hard. This was the first time they'd played out their little fantasy at such a fancy event, although it wouldn't be the first time that a client's house hosted their debauchery.

"Are you ready to help me with the next part?" she asked, running her hand seductively down the center of his chest.

"Fuck, yeah." Matthew squeezed and kneaded her butt cheeks, pulling them apart so that cool air blew down her crack.

The scooped chair in front of her vanity was a necessary part of the process. It had been purchased specifically for purposes like these. Ana sat down and scooted her butt to the edge, spreading her legs wide and pulling her knees up so that her feet were resting on the very end of the armrests. The position scrunched up her body and made her holes easily accessible.

"God, I love this part," her husband said as he knelt in front of her, his eyes locked on her fleshy and spread pussy lips and exposed anus.

"You love every part," she teased, clenching her butt cheeks so that her crinkled hole winked at him.

"That's so true," he agreed with a mischievous smile.

And with that, he kissed her ankle and started licking at her pussy lips, working his way from the top of her mound where his tongue teased the hard bud of her clit, down the length of her slit and then to the sensitive nerve bundle of her asshole where he rimmed her anus with his tongue. When his mouth left the folds of her pussy, Ana reached down with her own hand and started fingering her clit, moaning as her husband began to feast on her anus, flicking his tongue against the tight hole and sucking. The tiny bundle of excited nerves created a buzz that tingled through her entire body, and her pussy gushed as she watched him pleasure her ass with his sexy mouth.

She'd already been so excited—she loved this part too—that she could feel her orgasm building fast and hard. It was going to be a good one. Her fingers started frigging her clit harder as Matt's tongue stiffened and stabbed at her anus, demanding entry into the tiny orifice. Gasping, Ana worked the muscles, so that the rim of her ass pouted out and then sucked back in, taking Matt's tongue with it. They both groaned as his tongue entered her asshole, the tight ring of muscle clenching around it as she came, her fingers rubbing hard against her clit, her body quivering with the ecstasy of having her husband's tongue teasing the interior of her anal passage.

Even after she came, Matt kept his tongue in her ass, trying to push it deeper, and Ana's toes actually curled with the sensations he was creating in her sensitive backside.

"Oh Matt..." she moaned. "You can't keep doing that or we'll never make it to the party!"

His tongue wriggled inside of her one more time, making her hole spasm, before he finally withdrew. From the way he worked his mouth, she could tell that his tongue had gotten quite a workout courtesy of her back door, but from the expression on his face and the bulge in his pants, she also knew that he didn't mind at all.

"Ready baby?" he asked, as he pulled open the special drawer on her vanity and pulled out the lube and her medium-sized pink vibrating butt plug.

"Always."

With the ease of someone with many years of practice, Matt lubed the plug and pushed two of his fingers into her ass, essentially wiping the excess lube off in the place where the plug was headed.

Ana shivered and panted as her husband greased her ass, his fingers moving back and forth inside of her hot channel. As soon as he pulled them out, they were replaced with the heavy and insistent tip of the plug. Easing it inside of her body with slow movements, Matt watched as his hot wife writhed in her chair, her body so open and spread for him. The slow insertion of the plug wasn't so she could adjust, it was because he loved watching her go wild while he pushed various objects into her butt. Working the plug in and out, he finally reluctantly let the widest part pop past the tight ring, sucking up into her body.

"Fuck Ana, I need to come," he groaned, watching the base twitch as her hole spasmed, pushing and pulling on it with nothing but her interior muscles.

"Do me, do me hard and fast!"

With another groan, he lifted her out of the chair and sat her on her vanity, her body coming down with a thump, hard on the plug. She let out a cry of pure pleasure as it bumped inside her roughly. Pulling her to the edge of the surface, he dropped his pants and stood between her legs, lining his cock up with her juicy pussy. She was so wet that he was able to shove inside with one hard thrust and they both groaned as he slid home, the plug in her ass making it more mutually pleasurable; both through the knowledge that it was there and the fact that it tightened the hole Matthew was currently using.

Her fingers played over the back of his neck as he grasped each of her thighs from underneath, jerking her against him as he started pounding hard and fast between her legs.

"Let me come first," she told him between gasps for breath as pleasure leaped through her, "and I'll finish you in my mouth."

Trust Ana to have the presence of mind to remember that she wasn't going to be wearing underwear and they couldn't have her leaking cum down her legs all night. Matt felt a surge of love for his kinky wife, and to reward her, he grabbed the remote beside them on the vanity and pushed the button, bringing the plug in her ass to life, before putting his hand back under her thigh and thrusting hard. The vibrations could be felt in her pussy, but he knew that he could hold off until after she came; she was so much more sensitive now that she'd already orgasmed once that it wouldn't be long. The hot moans emanating from her lips as he humped her hard didn't help him hold on though.

With the full buzzing of the plug in her backside and her husband's raging hard-on filling her from the front, Ana could feel her second orgasm of the night building very quickly. It was like an extension of her first orgasm, only bigger and fuller. Her husband rocked back and forth inside her, every thrust making her body jolt upward and come down hard on the plug, causing her ass to clench around the vibrating toy. The exquisite sensations rocked around each other, different kinds of pleasure zipping through her body like a ball through a pinball machine until she threw back her head and came hard.

Matt pumped a few more times into his wife's convulsing pussy, but he knew from experience that as long as her ass was buzzing, her orgasm wasn't going to subside, and his control over his own release was waning rapidly. Pulling out of her, he helped her in a controlled fall as her body undulated in ecstasy, the vibrations in her anus sending her into wave after wave of ecstatic bliss.

As soon as she was safely on her knees, he shoved his shiny cock into her mouth. The cries of her passion were muffled by his meat and created a fantastic sensation as he thrust across her tongue and down her throat. Fingers gripped his hips hard, her body shuddering and out of control as he put his hands on the back of her head and thrust forward. The soft fluctuation of her throat as she continued to moan her climax was all he needed, and jets of hot cum came spilling out of his balls and down her throat.

`Matt pressed the off button on the remote, feeling his wife's contented sighs around his twitching and slowly softening cock. She nursed at the shaft, suckling and trying to squeeze every last bit of cum from him.

Stroking her hair, Matt let out a long breath as his body relaxed, then glanced at the clock and grimaced. "Fuck baby, we need to finish getting dressed."

One more suck and Ana let his cock fall from her lips with a small popping sound as she pulled her head away. She kissed the tip and grinned up at him from her knees. "Good thing we always get ready early."

Matt helped her to her feet, unable to resist stroking her nakedness.

"Mmmm that feels nice," she said. Her body was so sensitive and still so excited. "We'd better hurry though."

While Matt finished getting into his tux, Ana slipped on her dress. The halter top curved around her neck in the front, demurely covering any hint of cleavage, but the back dipped down nearly to her ass. A single string pulled the sides together, to keep the fabric from exposing her completely if she bent forward. The back started just above the swell of her buttocks and the slit up the back came up to just above the middle of her thigh with barely a foot of fabric between the two. Her heels were simple silver pumps that slid easily onto her feet, and then she helped Matt with his bow tie.

When Matt and Ana arrived at his client's house, they didn't stand out at all. Everyone they came into contact with smiled at them, admiring Ana's sexy dress—some of the men ogling her small, pert breasts when they realized she wasn't wearing a bra—and Matt’s dapper tux. No one thought anything of Matt's fingers stroking occasionally down her spine or the flush of heat that sometimes suffused Ana's cheeks. They had no idea that he was sexually tormenting her by turning on the vibrator in the plug at random intervals as they mingled, conversed, and danced. They didn't know that Ana was going to the bathroom in order to wipe the juices from her pussy and keep them from running down her leg.

About an hour into the party, they managed to sneak off to a part of the house that was empty and find an unoccupied bathroom.

Hard as a rock, Matt pushed his wife up against the door, his hands completely covering her small breasts and squeezing them through the fabric of her dress as she frantically unbuttoned and unzipped his pants.

"Fuck, I'm so hot," she moaned, pushing them off of his hips and grabbing his erection with her hand.

"Hell yeah, you are."

He pinched her nipples as she fisted his cock, masturbating him. His fingers went around her neck to fumble at the bow there. As soon as it was undone, the top half of her dress slid down to her waist, revealing her upper body to him. Bending his knees, Matt grabbed her by the ass and thighs and lifted her up against the door. Ana's legs wrapped around him as the skirt of her dress fell between her legs in front of her, and he ground himself against her body as he sucked one hard nipple into his mouth and bit down on it. Groping her ass, he dug his fingers into the soft flesh, enjoying her pants and moans as he found the plug and twisted it inside of her, pushing it back and forth.

"Oh Matt... oh please, fuck my ass. Fuck my ass now!"

At her sweet, pleading words Matt pulled away from the door and let her down, pushing her toward the sink and moving behind her. The front of her dress hung down as she bent over the sink, presenting her ass to him. Pushing the fabric of her skirt up, the split went on either side of her hips, so it hung down in front of her like a silvery backdrop.

Putting his fingers on the base of the plug, he rocked it back and forth inside her. "Oh baby, I'm gonna fuck your ass so hard."

"Do it, Matt! I want your cock in my ass, I can’t wait anymore."

He carefully pulled the plug from her eager hole, standing it upright on its base on the counter next to them. Running the head of his cock over her swollen pussy lips, he teased his way up to her asshole, which was still slick with lube and winking eagerly at him. His cockhead wet with her juices and her tunnel well lubed from the plug, Matt had no trouble pushing his way in.

Ana tossed her head and arched her back, thrusting her asshole back onto him as he speared her.

"Fuck baby, you're so tight back here," he moaned, his hands reaching around to grab her breasts as he sank into his favorite hole.

"You're just so big," she countered, her ass squeezing and adjusting to this new intruder. Ana loved having his dick in her ass. It was so much better than any butt plug... thick and long, an unyielding pole that delved into her bowels and stretched her out, offering no mercy to the sensitive ring of her anus.

She moaned, clutching at the sink as he began to drag himself out, almost completely, before shoving all the way back into her hot channel. Although she was slick with lube, there was none on his erection other than the pussy juices on his head, and the path of his cock burned and tingled inside of her, a sweet mixture of pleasure and pain that she welcomed and got off on.

Slowly Matt started pumping, enjoying the tight constriction that massaged his length as he burrowed deep into his wife. Every time he pinched her nipples, she would clench and spasm around him, massaging his cock with her inner muscles, so he pinched her nipples a lot, tugging on the sensitive nubs. Ana writhed with sheer enjoyment as her husband manipulated her body in the most delightful manner. Her clenching ass increased her pleasure and the rough treatment of her nipples was a direct line to her building orgasm. Heat suffused her lower region as his dick plundered her forbidden cavity. She could feel him rocking against her inner sweet spot with every thrust.

Her body panted, undulated, cheeks clenching as her legs went weak and shaky with orgasm. Recognizing the signs of a tremendous anal climax, Matt wrapped one arm securely around her waist, still pinching her nipple with his opposite hand. Pressure built up in Ana's convulsing velvet tunnel, her ring squeezing down so hard on her husband's cock that he thought he might never be able to get it out. A wail built up in her throat as the shuddering rapture burst through her, juices leaking out of her pussy as she came hard.

As her canal trembled and massaged him, her ass cheeks pushing against him, Matt rode her through the burst of ecstasy, his questing cock setting off a chain reaction deep inside her. The rough thrusts pushed the air out of her, and her cries of passion were choked off as the sensory overload caught her breath in her throat. Her entire focus narrowed to the heavenly sensations bursting through her quivering pussy and ass as Matt's cock swelled up inside of her and began forcing spurts of hot cum past the ring of her anus, pulsing through his cock and against the walls of her ass, and deep into her bowels. It was the most incredibly intense orgasm of her life and her ass rippled as her husband filled her back chamber with cream, milking him of every last drop that it could hungrily suck up.

"Oh God... oh Matt," she panted when she could finally find her voice again. Her legs trembled and buckled, and she would have fallen if her husband’s strong arm hadn't been there to catch her. Her voice was hoarse with the aftereffects of their zealous anal fucking.

Carefully Matt helped lower her body to the floor, her ass sticking up with his cock still embedded in it as he softened inside of her. Stroking her back, Matt murmured loving words of appreciation and admiration to his overwhelmed wife, feeling the tremors in her body slowly subsiding.

When he felt she was ready, he gently pulled out of her ass, then picked the plug up off the counter and pressed it back into her. Ana moaned fitfully as she was filled up from behind again, the sensitive nerves of her ass both protesting and welcoming this new intrusion. Her tired muscles tightened and then released, accepting the addition. Matt kissed each of her ass cheeks, massaging her lower back.

"Come on baby." He helped her up onto shaky legs, dropping kisses onto her reddened nipples before helping her retie the halter around her neck. "We gotta get back to the party. It's not over till we're walking around while you've got an ass full of my cum."

"Mmmmmm," Ana responded, rubbing her face against his neck, not caring anymore if she smeared her makeup. "That does sound fun."

A few minutes later they were straightened out and presentable, although Ana's balance and shaky knees still hadn't completely corrected themselves.

"Are you sure you're okay?" he asked her. "We can leave if you need to."

"No," she said firmly. "I'm ready. I want to dance with your boss with your cum and a plug in my butt."

Matt moaned at the imagery. " God, baby, you're so bad. I love you. So fucking much."

"I love you too."

They kissed, happy and fulfilled, contentment in every line of their bodies, and especially in Ana's clutching ass.