Black Tie Affair

Priscilla had been hesitant at first. Her husband, Alexander, had mentioned swinging one night. It felt out of the blue; they had just been lying in bed, reading their respective books, when he brought it up.

“We had threesomes when we were younger,” he pointed out.

Priscilla smiled faintly. “Yes, but we’re not that young anymore. We’ve got the kids, the house. . . we’ve got responsibilities.”

“Exactly why we should be doing something crazy and fun. I think it will be good for us.”

Priscilla knew he was right. The next day she let him know she was interested, but only if he set it up. Alexander, of course, already had a couple in mind. They were two friends of his from college, George and Emily, and they both had a reputation for being wild and sexually free-spirited even in their late thirties.

“They’re going to be there tomorrow,” said Alexander, the night before he and his wife were set to drive four hours away to his old friend’s fancy wedding.

Priscilla raised her eyebrows as she crawled under the blankets. “So what you’re saying is that we might be able to have some fun after the reception?”

Alexander grinned. “That’s exactly what I’m saying.”

The wedding was extremely luxurious. The dress code had been black tie, so the men were all in tuxedos, and the women were all in gowns and fancy dresses. Priscilla had never been to such a fancy event, and the atmosphere definitely made her feel sexy.

George and Emily joined them during dinner and dancing. George was a dapper bald man, and Emily was a beautiful blonde. Priscilla immediately felt comfortable around them, so it was easy to accept their invitation of joining them in their hotel room after the reception was over. It was so late, but none of them seemed to mind. They were all so buoyed by excitement.

Alexander and his wife followed his friends into their room, where everyone immediately kicked off their uncomfortable shoes. Shockingly to Alexander, it was Priscilla who made the first move by grabbing George by his lapels and leading him over to one of the large beds. She gave her husband only a brief smile as she did so, giving Alexander permission to pull Emily onto the other bed with him. 

Priscilla helped George out of his tux and got onto all fours so she could begin to suck his cock.

“Fuuuck,” he groaned, his voice low and rough. “That feels fucking good.”

Priscilla made a pleased-sounding noise against his cock, which was skinny but long. She secretly loved cocks like this, but she would never have told her husband that because his was thick and slightly shorter than George’s.

“You look stunning,” Alexander was saying to Emily, unzipping her from her emerald-green gown. 

She blushed. “Thank you so much.”

She was in a kneeling position as she got undressed, so it only made sense for Alexander to slide right underneath of her, allowing Emily to sit on his face. She slid her pussy across his extended tongue, using his mouth just how she wanted.

“Oh, shit,” she moaned, closing her eyes. It felt incredible.

While George was getting his cock sucked by a very eager Priscilla, he looked over to watch his wife ride Alexander’s face. It made him harder, to see Emily’s naked body being pleasured by one of his oldest friends.

“I want to taste you,” George said suddenly, pulling out from Priscilla’s mouth. 

In one quick motion, he tossed Priscilla onto the center of the bed, which made her squeal. He helped her out of her dress as quickly as possible and told her to lie down on her back. He slid off her nude silk panties, running his hands across her smooth, pale legs as he went.

“FUCK!” Priscilla cried out the instant that George’s mouth pressed down on her pussy. “Yes!”

Emily was cumming on Alexander’s face. He couldn’t stop moaning, lapping up every drop of sticky wetness that seeped from her pussy. While he licked her clean, Emily fell forward and started to suck Alexander’s cock so that they were now 69’ing. It was something she and George rarely ever did, so she was happy to partake in it now. Plus, sucking his cock made him groan, which caused tiny vibrations to thrum against her cunt.

Priscilla’s dark hair was fanned out around her head, and she twisted her fingers through it as she came. George had tongued her clit while at the same time fingering her, which quickly made her cum. The orgasm was intense, leaving her so dizzy that she could barely speak when George flipped her over onto her stomach. He gently pushed her legs apart.

“Are you ready for this cock inside that wet pussy of yours?”
Priscilla could hardly stand hearing that. She nodded and managed to get out a whimpering, “yes please.”
Just as George was pushing his way into Priscilla’s hole, Emily straddled Alexander and had begun to grind back and forth on top of him. His eyes shifted between his own wife getting railed by George and the beautiful curvy woman on top of him.

“Does this feel good?” Emily asked, biting her bottom lip as she looked into his eyes.

“It feels fucking amazing.”

It was like Emily was giving him his own personal show. She ran her hands up along the curves of her hips and across her breasts. She pushed them together and jiggled them, making Alexander inhale sharply.

George had started to go hard with Priscilla, slamming against her full force, eliciting loud, primal cries each time. Stars had appeared in front of Priscilla’s eyes, and her mouth was permanently open. Her whole body felt shaky with pleasure, like she was having hundreds of miniature orgasms with each thrust of George’s long cock.

“Oh fuck,” Emily moaned as she started to bounce up and down on Alexander now. She had one foot flat on the bed on either side of him. Her breasts swayed and moved every time she slid up his cock and then back to the base. It was the perfect view for Alexander. He loved how her pussy spread open to envelop him. 

Emily eventually exhausted herself, so she fell forward and allowed Alexander to fuck her from below. He wrapped his arms tightly around her and began to buck his hips up against her cunt, plunging into her wetness over and over.

George had slowed down to long, deep strokes, hitting Priscilla’s deepest spot in a teasingly slow rhythm, which only drove her crazier.

“What do you think?” George asked, looking over to the other bed at his wife and Alexander. Their bodies were glistening with sweat. “Should we cover them both in cum?”

“Hell yes,” Emily replied, her voice muffled against Alexander’s neck.

Alexander grinned. “I like the sound of that. Come on.”

The women got onto the floor between the two beds as their husbands stood in front of them and began to stroke their cocks. They both stuck out their tongues and pressed their breasts together. They ran their fingers over their nipples, hardening the peaks and creating sexy visual stimulation for their men. Their hands ran faster and faster over their shafts.

George and Alexander came almost exactly at the same time. They sprayed their cum across both women. It splashed onto their faces and chests. It dripped onto their tongues and over their tits. They laughed and moaned throughout the whole thing until there was no more cum left for them.

George went to the bathroom to grab a couple of wet washcloths for the girls to get cleaned up with. Once all the cum was removed from their bodies, the four of them all piled into one bed, their naked bodies pressed up against each other. 

Alexander was spooning Emily, squeezing her breasts from behind as he looked over her shoulder to see Priscilla getting the same treatment from George. 

Neither couple got much sleep that night. They decided to go for another round. Emily and Alexander had fucked in the shower, with Alexander pressing her up against the shower wall. Meanwhile, Priscilla had her legs over the top of George’s shoulders as he fucked her aggressively and fast, just how she liked. 

It was nearly four in the morning by the time Alexander and Priscilla headed to their own hotel room. 

“Is this the best wedding you’ve ever been to?” she asked her husband, as he slid the room key into the door.

Once they were inside, he immediately pressed her up against the wall and slid his tongue into her mouth. He could still smell and taste George on her.

“Definitely the best. I don’t want it to end.”

Priscilla giggled as her husband pushed her head to the side and began to kiss her neck. “Well, maybe it doesn’t have to just yet. Do you think you have one more round in you?”
“Let’s go find out.”