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A old story about a Christma's party
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A old story about a Christma's party Although this story is about Christmas we decided to write it now. Just once in our lives we spent the Christmas out of our family and it was exactly the first year we moved from our country to Norway, to a small town named Sarpsborg, my wife in the beginning of May and after myself in the end of November. So we decided to spend the Christmas with some couples, new friends from my wife, most of them I didn�t meet yet as I was new at the country! Maria spent the evening shopping, I joined her later and we drove to the house of her friends. When we went to the door, I was carrying two bags of wrapped gifts that Maria said were for her friends. I had no idea what the gifts were as she�d purchased and wrapped them prior to my coming over, but I didn�t wonder much about it. I followed Maria, who seemed to know where she was going, into the living room and found myself among about a dozen other couples, some of whom I recognized. There were a couple women there with their husbands that I recognized as people Maria worked with. Most of the people there I didn�t know, but they all smiled and welcomed me warmly as Maria introduced me around. With every introduction she gave me a brief explanation as to how she�d met the people, but by the time we were finished I couldn�t remember most of it. What I did remember was how she had warmly hugged each and every man that she greeted and how almost every woman was dressed in an extremely sexy fashion. I had come with my wife thinking that she was going to put all these women to shame, and here she was � still on a par above them � but not shaming them. They all looked like they worked out, as did their husbands to some extent � and they were all dressed to show it off, even if in a conservative fashion. Throughout the introductions I didn�t find out whose house we were at, and it seemed less important as the evening moved on. The living room that we were in had a huge fireplace filled with a crackling fire that cast a soft glow on everything in the room. In one windowed corner stood a tree that was every bit perfectly adorned with lights, garland and decorations. Beneath the tree were stacks of presents but I didn�t see any that we�d brought with us. As the evening passed I saw Maria caught by several men as she moved into the room or the kitchen, going to the bathroom and having to pay a kiss to get past. Most of the kisses were quick pecks on the cheek or lips, but one or two of them appeared to be more involved than that. I didn�t worry about it. It was Christmas; I was together with my wife in a new country starting a new life and she was happy to be with me. I knew she had some sexy encounters before I arrived and I started looking to some of these couples with other eyes, and smiling to myself! At about nine and a blond woman ( I just knew after she was the owner of the House ) clapped her hands gaining him enough silence to announce that it was time to exchange gifts. At that, a man dressed in a Santa Claus suit entered the room carrying a huge bag that was stuffed full and he was followed by another couple of fellows who were also carrying bags apparently stuffed with gifts. The woman who was taking care of the events explained that no one was allowed to open a gift until they�d all been distributed; that no exchanging of gifts was permitted; and that all gifts had to be opened and shown for all to enjoy. Further, she added, if any gifts were given and proper fit was a concern, it had to be immediately tried on so that everyone could decide whether or not it fit properly. I was still thinking that the gifts were all just a friendly exchange, which seemed reasonable to me. I realized that everyone around me, Maria included, seemed excited and charged with energy as if something special were going to happen. It took about fifteen minutes for �Santa� to hand out all the presents that were in the three bags and I found myself with four wrapped boxes of various sizes in front of me even though I hadn�t bought anyone anything. Maria had about twelve and it seemed that most of the other guests had the same approximate number. This was going to take awhile if we all opened them one at a time. It seemed that we were to open our presents as couples in clockwise order, starting with the first couple to Santa�s left. We were third away and I was as eager as a on Christmas morning to find out what these near-total strangers had purchased for me. As the first couple each opened a present all the watchers seemed to hold their breath. Inside the box was a silk house robe that was short enough to stop just below the woman�s backside. My mind raced to the admonishment that everything had to be tried on if fit was a question and then his words began to sink in. The husband�s box contained a sweater and everyone cheered for it just as much as they had for his wife�s robe. Was fit a question here? My heart began to race as I wondered what would be in those boxes Maria had received and what was in the four I�d gotten? I watched as the woman began to unzip her dress and the crowd cheered her on. The dress fell and she was standing there in a white lace slip with a small bra revealing creamy white skin on her full bosom. Giggling at the catcalls men were throwing her way, the woman tried on the robe and tied it at her waist to show everyone that it fit with no problems. Then, instead of removing it and repacking it, she sat down with it on and folded her dress to fit in the gift box. Her husband, though I hadn�t paid attention, had put on his new sweater after having removed the one he�d worn to the party. All eyes now turned expectantly to the second couple in line. The gifts for the second couple were as exciting but still were unusual. The woman had received an erotic board game that required eight or more players and the husband had received several containers of scented massage oil. The woman opened the game and read some of the cards. They were quite explicit and commanded a variety of sexual acts to be performed from licking a partner�s ear to making love to a partner in various positions. Some suggestions were called out that we should start the game immediately or that the husband should have to test the oils right then but they were over-ruled by the calls for more gifts to be opened. It was now Maria�s and my turn. Smiling at me she picked a box labeled from a man whose name I didn�t recognize, and I opened the first box within reach. With the wrapping pulled away I saw that Maria�s box was from the same house of the first couple and my heart sped up once again. I watched as Maria pulled the lid off her box and my mouth fell open when I saw the baby-doll night that it contained. Sky blue in color with matching thongs, I knew the outfit would look riveting on her, but I didn�t know where she could go to try it on, nor was I sure she�d be comfortable wearing it for all this crowd to see. Everyone shrieked as she held it up and I leaned over to ask her, �Do you really have to try that on now?� �Yes,� she giggled excitedly. �Where?� I asked, looking around. �In the�� �Here,� she interrupted me. Her eyes met mine and I could see the look in them. This was what she meant when telling me before how she becoming more confident starting a new life in a new country and how that had involved support from her friends and the openness that all of her friends seemed to enjoy. Two seats away in this room full of people sat a woman in a short silk robe and her underwear � apparently to remain that way for the rest of the evening. Now my wife had received a sexy outfit as a gift and she intended to comply with the �rules� by changing into it in front of everyone and wearing it for the remainder of the evening. Smiling at me, Maria leaned into me for a passionate kiss, to which everyone cheered, and then she stood up to begin changing. My hands pulled the lid off my box as I watched my wife pull her sweater over her head. Absent-mindedly I reached into the box and pulled out something cloth that was in there as I watched Maria unzip and push down here skirt, no standing in her heels, thong and bra for the whole room to see. The catcalls were loud and some of them quite crude, but she didn�t seem to mind. The flash of reality that hit me when I realized that she�d be able to wear the thong and the bra under the baby doll outfit was like a hammer between my eyes � and a spurt of surging fluid between my legs. As Maria reached back to release her bra, as all the men watched, the women began catcalling at me and what I was holding. It was only then that I looked down and realized that I was holding a pair of flannel boxers covered with pictures of Santa Claus and reindeer. As Maria�s bra popped off to a rousingly loud cheer from the men, she looked down to see what I�d gotten and began to laugh so hard that she nearly fell over onto me. Everyone in the room began to chant, �Take it off; take it off� � the men for Maria and the women for me. Oh, well, let�s go that was what I thought. I stood to undress and watched as my wife took a deep breath and then pushed off her thong. The cheering got louder, though I didn�t think that was possible, and comments were called out about her �soft mouse� and �warm beaver�. By the time I�d gotten down to my underwear, Maria had pulled on the thong and baby doll outfit � and the effect of it left me embarrassed to pull of my underwear. I shouldn�t have been really � the tight cotton material was doing nothing to hide my erection and it only grew further as I watched my wife turn and twirl, showing off how she looked in the light blue sheer material of the baby doll top, the barely existent thong that was easily seen beneath it. Taking a deep breath of my own, I pushed down my underwear and stood up as proud as I could for the whole room to see my erection. To my surprise, everyone in the room cheered � men and woman alike. Taking that as a good sign, with a flourish I held up the holiday boxers and put them on, adjusting them with great drama until my hard-on found the opening and poked through. Hamming it up I pretended that it was an accident and quickly tucked it back in. Together Maria and I bowed to our audience and took our seat to watch more gifts being opened. By the time we were through, several hours had passed and every woman in the room had changed outfits at least twice. All of the men had received a pair of underwear of one type or another and so we were all sitting around checking each other out in skimpy clothing. Maria ended up in a very sexy leopard skin bra and panty set that fit her quit well and my fourth box had contained a different pair of boxers: these had a button fly so that my erection quit poking through. As late as it had gotten I thought the party was over, but there was apparently one thing left to do. The couple who had received the erotic board game had gotten it from the home�s owner. As I learned, that was the man in the Santa suit and his wife, dressed as a very sexy elf in a green silk, appeared from upstairs about half way through the gift opening. She sat and squirmed on his lap, teasing him unmercifully and adding to any discomfort that he might already be experiencing thanks to all the half-naked sexy women in the room. At any rate, since the board game had come from the party�s host, we were required to play one round of it before the night would be declared over. Opening it up we found that it required rolling dice, and picking cards to determine what sexual act the player would perform on or with the partner of their choice. By unanimous vote, it was decided that, for the purposes of the game, we would all exchange partners with the couple next to us and we counted off to determine odd and evens. Odds traded with the evens and we would have partners for our game. This took me by great surprise, though I suppose it should be a regular Christmas evening but my cock told me no as I watched my wife step confidently over to the man next to us and his wife stepped over against me. The man my wife had joined, named Knut, was taller than I was and built roughly the same. He might have been a little leaner, but I was more muscular over all. His wife was about Maria�s height, but more roundly built. Her name was Trine, and she had ended up wearing nothing more than a long t-shirt that said �I Swallow� on it. With a big smile she gave me a hug, pressing her belly against my aching hard-on, and then she kissed me with a little bit of quick tongue. Over her shoulder I saw Knut in his red silk boxers greet Maria much the same way though the kiss lingered slightly longer. I saw Maria flush with what I knew was excitement and found myself quite eager for the game to begin. The first �new� couple rolled the dice and picked the indicated cards. On the woman�s it said �Lick your partner�s ear� and on the man�s it said, �Lick your partner below the belly button�. When they read them out loud a cheer went up for them. The woman smiled at the man and straddled his lap, rubbing her thong clad crotch against his black bikini bottom clad manhood as she tongued and licked his ear for about two minutes or so. Everyone cheered for them as she did so, both of them rocking their hips together, rubbing and moaning at the contact. When the woman stopped licking the man sat up and, holding her around the waist, with her legs locked around his, he slowly lowered her to where she was laying on the floor. A new cheer went up as he slowly licked his way down the valley of her breasts, across her flat stomach, tickled her belly button and then continued licking down. I watched in amazement as he licked across the silk covering her sex, rubbing his nose where her clit would be, and then tonguing the inside of her thighs. I didn�t know how far he would go with the woman�s husband right beside him watching, but there didn�t seem to be many limits here and I was as eager as everyone else apparently was to see him lick her pussy. Answering any questions about how far this would go, the woman reached down and pulled the silk of her panties aside, baring her shaven pussy for the man to lick and bringing a loud cheer from the audience. My cock couldn�t have gotten any harder and my heart was racing as I watched the man lick, suck and tongue-fuck the woman�s pussy as her moans grew and her hips gyrated. Finally with a loud groaning rush of air she announced that she was cumming, the announcement of which was immediately followed by the thrusting of her hips which he tried valiantly to hold onto. He kept licking while she came and he didn�t stop until she reached down to push his head away and the cheering began once again. She smiled up at her husband, and then down at her partner, and then sat up as he did and they met in a kiss. The kiss was clearly full of hunger and passion as she tasted her pussy from his mouth, causing a cheer to go up once again. The next pair rolled and picked cards and the outcome was not as juicy. Hers read, �Rub your partner above the waist� which I guess would have been more fun if he�d picked it, and his read, �Kiss your partner passionately for two minutes.� To make the best of it, she rubbed his bare chest, pulling on and tweaking his nipples, rubbing his shoulders and while doing so, rubbing her panty-clad pussy on his thigh. When she was done, she straddled him fully and they kissed, grinding together through what little clothes they had on, for the two minutes allotted. Then it was my turn with Trine. We rolled the dice and picked the indicated cards. I held my breath as she read hers to the room. �Kiss you partner below the waist.� My cock bounced as my heart throbbed and I thought about this woman�s mouth on my manhood as Maria stood right next to us and watched. Then it was my turn to read. �Suck your partner�s lips for two minutes.� It didn�t specify which lips and I immediately assumed I could suck whichever set I wanted. Trine didn�t appear to be disagreeing. �At the same time,� came a cry from the audience. �Yeah!� cheered another. I looked over at Maria to see her with her arm around Knut, his arm around her, and both of them laughing at their spouses as we prepared to 69 on demand. Trine was giggling as she pulled her t-shirt up, revealing her sexy ass and carefully trimmed bush. I realized that I needed to lose my boxers and immediately did so, freeing my cock which pointed at Trine�s bush as I stood there. The idea of fucking her crossed my mind, and I wondered if anyone would really complain? Trine whispered that I should lie down and I complied with my cock now pointing skyward, watching as she straddled my head and then squatted down above me. The way I was laying I could look up at Maria�s face, see her pussy through the sheer crotch of the thong she was wearing, and then by barely adjusting my focus, see Trine�s naked, wet, pink pussy as it lowered toward my mouth. When she was in position above me, and remembering that I had only two minutes, I heard someone say, �Go!� and I immediately laid my lips to hers. I felt her mouth engulf my cock and wondered if I could cum in two minutes. Her pussy was delicious and I didn�t waste time, delving my tongue deep into her only once, I sucked her clit between my lips and began lashing it quickly with my tongue. If I could, I was going to get her to cum on my face in my time allotted. My moans of delight mingled with hers as we both worked fervently to please each other. Her mouth was hot around my length and her tongue worked hard back and forth as she bobbed her head up and down. I was in heaven the first time she lowered her head to suck my full length in, and the swollen knob of cock nestled against the back of her throat. I heard Maria yell, �Yeah, Trine! Deep throat!!� That started the chant of �deep throat, deep throat� and spurred Trine to continually pump my shaft in and out of her mouth, fully taking me to the balls every time. The sensations were electrifying but I was nowhere near cumming as I focused my concentration on her erect clit. With my lips locked against hers and my tongue dancing on her clit, Trine had quickly begun to build to orgasm and was showing signs of it through her pumping hips. I was holding onto them as best I could, sucking harder and tonguing faster and then reaching around to slide a finger into her wetness. I wasn�t sure if this was allowed by the rules, but no one complained� in fact, everyone cheered and my wife seemed to be cheering the loudest! The timekeeper yelled �Time!� just as Trine started to orgasm against my mouth and I decided to ignore him to continue pleasuring her. What was he going to do? Tell me to leave? I was sure there was no punishment involved in the game and I kept up my tongue-lashing of Trine�s sensitive nerve-bundle until I was sure her orgasm had passed. I could hear Deb�s voice cheering me on and that turned me on all the more. I don�t think my cock could have swollen to be much larger at that point and I could feel Trine�s juices flowing freely from within her hot box down across my cheeks and chin. That�s when I found out that there were indeed penalties involved. It seems that the rules of the game took such a refusal to obey time limits into consideration, and provided for consequences, though I�m not sure who they were for. Our host read from the box top, reciting the penalty rules of the game. �If any player refuses to immediately cease the requisite action from his or her game card upon the proper command, then said player�s spouse-slash-partner will be penalized three minutes of intercourse with the player of the Game Controller�s choosing. The person designated by the Game Controller can choose whatever type of intercourse he/she chooses and the position it shall be collected in, given consideration for the comfort of the paying player.� Putting the card down, �Santa� looked around the room for a moment and then settled his eyes on Knut; Trine�s husband and my wife�s partner for the game. �I choose Knut to collect the penalty,� said Santa. �It seems only right since his wife was the one who suffered the violation of the rules.� Everyone cheered their agreement. The man had made it sound like I�d caused Trine some discomfort when everyone around us clearly recognized that she�d enjoyed one hell of an orgasm. Then again, I thought to myself, this is all about just having adult fun� As I watched, with Trine standing next to me, the musky smell of her drenched sex wafting into the air around us, Maria and Knut prepared themselves for the event, Maria to accept the �penalty� and Knut to deliver it. At that moment, having stripped out of her new lingerie and now standing gloriously naked in this room full of watching couples, she saw fit by obeying Knut�s order to lay down on her back on the sofa, putting one foot up on the back of the arch and the other foot down on the floor. The murmurs of the crowd quieted as Knut knelt on the sofa between her wide spread thighs, holding his erection and stroking it lightly for all to see. It didn�t look much longer than mine, if at all, but the head appeared bigger and the shaft appeared maybe a little thicker. Whether he was larger than me or not, I knew that Maria would enjoy the fucking she was about to get� even if it only lasted three minutes. As Knut stretched out over her, one hand supporting his weight and the other holding his manhood aimed at the obviously wet and spread lips of my wife�s pussy, Santa yelled, �Go!� Maria had her hands on Knut�s hips and immediately began pulling him forward into her, and he worked just as quickly, pushing his cock into her depths as hard and deep as he could with each stroke. I could hardly breathe as I watched my wife get fucked by a man with brain reminding me that I�d just been in a 69 with the man�s wife. Maria�s hunger for Knut�s pounding cock was clear as the muscles in her arms moved and tightened, pulling his hips harder and faster with every thrust. For his part, Knut�s ass clenched and released with every thrust and pull, their pelvises slapping loudly with every deep penetration his cock speared into her. As I watched time seemed to stand still, but I knew it wasn�t and it seemed even too soon to me when Santa yelled �Time!� When the commanding voice reverberated through the room to stop, Knut�s cock was buried in Maria�s sex, their bodies mashed together and their passion on high hold. Everyone stood still and quiet for a few moments as we all wondered what was going to happen. To comply with the rules of the game, Knut had to stop. Obviously neither he nor Maria wanted to stop and the rest of us were certainly enjoying watching. I wondered if even pulling out meant that Knut had violated the rules and he�d be stuck there until some event in the game allowed him to move. Maria solved the problem through her panting breath. �Rune?� she called out clearly. �Yes?� answered the man in the Santa suit. �I don�t recall opening a present from you tonight,� Maria said. �That�s because I haven�t distributed them yet. I was going to hand them out as everyone left.� �This is what I want as my present,� Maria said. �I want Knut to finish this.� Knut was visibly trembling with desire and I admired his restraint. �What does the assemblage think of this idea?� Rune asked the crowd. The response was a loud cheer of �Go for it!� Rune nodded his agreement, which Maria and Knut saw, and they immediately began their thrusting again. Though my eyes were fixed on my sexy wife as she received a good fucking from Knut, all around me I could hear people moving and the sounds of sex beginning. Looking around I saw that all the couples, not with their spouses but with their partners for the game, were all getting involved in the act. Trine, who had moved behind me, reached around and began to stroke my cock as we both watched our spouses fuck. �Doesn�t she look lovely?� Trine whispered in my ear as her hands delighted me. �And then some,� I agreed. As Trine continued stroking me I tried to answer her coherently, but I�m not sure how clear it came out. I could feel my orgasm building and from the way Maria and Knut were moving it looked like they were both getting close too. Just then I saw Knut�s back tighten along with his butt and legs as he buried himself into Maria and moaned out that he was cumming. That was what pushed Maria over the brink and I watched as her hips moved rhythmically against him as together they pulsed around and in each other, cumming and reveling in the explosion of pleasure. My own orgasm was still building and was imminent when Maria�s eyes opened, her head turned and she looked right at me with a big smile in her face. As Trine seemed to stroke in the perfect rhythm, my cock spat rope after thick rope of milky cum, most of it landing a couple feet in front of me. When my climax had passed, and my vision cleared, I realized that Knut and Maria were no longer on the sofa. Instead, Knut was behind Trine who was still milking my wilting shaft, and Maria was standing in front of me, so close that one of Trine�s strokes brushed my cockhead against Maria�s belly. The smell of sex was all around us and I couldn�t help but wonder what might happen next. Stepping right up against me, Maria put her arms around me for a hug and a tender kiss. I felt Trine stepping away behind me and knew that she was enjoying something similar with her husband. After a few more hours and all couples enjoyed their part of the game, Maria leaned her head back just far enough to look into my eyes. �Let�s go home,� she said softly. �That sounds great to me,� I smiled back at her. As she backed up a step and turned to walk away from me, I assumed to get some clothing on, I felt Trine grab my shoulder from behind to keep me in place. �One thing,� I heard Trine whisper in my ear. I nodded to let her know I was listening. �Just wait till the New Year�s party.� Maria and I drove home together and we spent the night cuddled up and made glorious love in the morning before getting up.  |
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