Adventures in Broadcasting, pt 7: the party (mmf) (fiction)

“Will do, ma’am. I’ll let him in.”

The guard handed my ID back to me and pushed a button inside the guard shack. The giant metal gate slowly opened to let me into the gated community. I had grown up in a pretty affluent suburb, but as I made my way way around the neighborhood, I started to feel a little self-conscious. I eventually made my way to the cul-de-sac where T’s house was located and let out a slow whistle. I found a place to park and walked up to the massive oak double doors. I rang the doorbell, trying to gain my composure. You see, I had been invited to a get together at T and her husband’s house. From what she had told me, these parties were just excuses for various couples to meet up and have sex with different partners.

T answered the door with her hair in a ponytail, wearing a skimpy black tank top sans bra and black boy shorts with black lace trim. “Oh, goodie. You made it” she squealed and gave me a tight hug. She kissed me on the cheek then called out, “Honey, he’s here!” A gravelly, deep, booming voice called back, “WHO?” Then, from behind the door appeared probably the largest human being I have ever seen. He asked, “So, you’re the asshole that’s been plowing my old lady?” I damn near fainted until T backhanded his arm and snapped, “Oh, knock it off. Can’t you see you’re scaring him?” The behemoth laughed and invited me inside. As he introduced himself, he shook my hand which disappeared inside the catcher’s mitt he had for a hand.

The two gave me the grand tour of their enormous house. Everywhere I looked there were people in various states of dress, though most were undressed. In some cases, there were people performing various sexual acts. I was dumbfounded at first, but as we made our way about the property I started to loosen up.

T’s husband excused himself while T led me by the hand to a chair in the living room. She sat across my lap. I placed my hand on her thigh while she ran her fingers through my hair. She rested her head on my shoulder while we talked.

“So your husband knows about me?”

“Oh yeah.”

“He’s not mad at me?”

“Of course not. Why do you ask?”

“Well, for one, by the looks of things he could kill me with ease.”

“You don’t have anything to worry about. Look, we’ve been together for over 20 years. We trust each other and we’ve always been open about any partners we’ve had.”

“Do you ever get jealous?”

She stood up and grabbed my hand. She led me outside to the pool house, where we found her husband and another woman crouched in front of him with his dick in her mouth. She waved at him and said, “Hi, honey. How is she?” Her husband smiled and gave her a thumbs up. “See? No big deal.”

We made our way back into the house, back to the chair in the living room. We were kissing when a lady wearing only a thong and heels interrupted us. I recognized her as the MILF from another station. She tried to introduce herself to me, but I was too busy staring at her gorgeous tits. “Eyes up here, baby” she snapped. I apologized but the lady and T laughed it up. “Come on. Let’s go somewhere else”, T said as she led me by the hand to another room.

She led me to a dark room. She felt around the wall until she found the light switch. She flicked it on and the room was lit up in a red hue. She told me to sit on the bed. “Whose room is this” I asked while T started undoing my pants. She responded, “Technically nobody’s. I only use it for special guests.” She took me in her mouth. I grabbed her ponytail so I could fuck her mouth. She grabbed the edge of the bed and let me facefuck her. Just when I felt like I was about to cum, someone knocked on the door. T took my dick out of her mouth to see who it was. Her husband opened the door to ask, “Is there room for one more?” I started to try to get out of there until T’s husband laughed and said, “Relax, man. I’m not taking about you. Besides, you’re not my type.” I breathed a sigh of relief and joked, “What? You think you’re too good for me or something?” He laughed again and told his wife, “This one has a sense of humor. You chose a good one, Babe.” She replied, “Yeah, he’s special.”

The red lighting hid my blushing cheeks.

T told me to come back. I crab walked back to the edge of the bed. T got on all fours while her husband slid down her shorts. He started eating her out from behind while she took my cock into her mouth. As she was being eaten, she started whimpering while sucking me. She hadn’t made that sound during our several hook-ups before, but it was a major turn on. She took my dick out of her mouth and buried her face into my inner thigh when she came for the first time. The third or fourth time after she came, her husband got up and retrieved a bottle of lube from a nightstand. He poured some on his dick and on her asshole. “Fuck yes, baby. Fuck my ass, please”, T said before turning her attention back to me. She had bobbed on my cock a couple times when her husband started to penetrate her butthole. He started slowly while T put my balls in her mouth.

After he had been in her ass for a few minutes, he tossed me the lube and said, “Come and get some of this.” I lubed up while he pulled out of her. T told me to just lie back. She turned around, grabbed the base of my cock and slowly eased my cock into her ass. I almost came from the sight of my cock disappearing into her tight ass. She sat still while her husband shoved his cock into her pussy. Never having DP’d anyone before, the feeling of another guy’s nuts rubbing against mine felt awkward as fuck. But I figured since we only had a limited amount of space to work with, I should just go with it. He started pounding her while I slowly slid in and out of her, both of us pistoning her holes. Eventually, T got tired of having to be in that position, so she climbed off of me and got on top me and slid me into her pussy, her husband taking back over in her ass.

As if we couldn’t plan it any better, the two of us were about to cum. He pulled out of T’s ass and T dismounted me. She laid on her back while we both shot multiple ropes onto her body. T laid there, spent, while multiple pools of cum shone off her in the red light. “Well, Babe. Looks like you found someone who can keep with you. Good job, kid”, T’s husband said as he high fived me. He kissed her on the cheek and said he was going to clean up and see her later. T and I climbed into the shower and soaped each other up. We made out with the hot water cascaded over our bodies. T asked me how much I was enjoying myself. “I’m doing pretty fucking good”, I replied. “You?”, I asked. “I live to entertain”, she said. We dried each other off before climbing back into bed for round two.

I stayed over that night. T came in to check on me in the morning and made me breakfast in bed. She said I should come over on my birthday. I haven’t been this excited since I was a kid.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/lwhql4/adventures_in_broadcasting_pt_7_the_party_mmf