I had the pleasure of attending a 60’s themed evening early in November, unfortunately this was with my husband and it was his birthday so maybe I would have to succumb to his advances but not until I was ready. My long term lover had set me 5 missions for the evening, I was a little daunted by the prospects of having to achieve these whilst in the presence of my husband but it made it more erotic and horny. How would I manage it? I was dressed to kill, looked stunning. The dress was just above the knees with deep colours of black and purple, quite low which showed my impressive cleavage. Smooth silky stocking adorned my legs with high black stilletoes. As we left our room my sensitive nipples were hard from the onset of the evening in anticipation of achieving my missions. They tingled and I felt turned on. My lover brought the best out of me - this was on my mind. He is always on my mind. After the meal we made our way to the ball room. It was full of old people – I looked around eagerly trying to suss out my victims. My husband had no idea what thoughts were going through my mind, it was racing, I could feel the butterflies in my stomach each time I thought of the final mission. My pussy was moist with anticipation, nipples erect – I could see the OAP’s staring at me. – was my beauty too much for them to handle. All the little wrinkled up willies stirring in their pants was crossing my mind. The evening started slowly but the ale flowed well, every possible opportunity I was in contact with my lover – he needed the details of how the evening was going but I was always one step ahead of him, He didn't need to know the full details just yet. I went to dance, there was a slim guy dancing on his own (very strange) so I made my way up to him. The dance floor was packed so I could discreetly move in for the kill. It was Lulu's Shout blaring out when I jigged about in front of him, backing onto him when I got the opportunity to make physical contact. I grabbed his hand and pulled him towards me, he didn’t resist – in fact it was almost welcomed. I felt in control. This was mission number 1 – I had to kiss him after the dance. My husband was looking a little bewildered by my openness but he would be ok with watching is wife kiss another guy, after all, we are talking a little peck. After the dance I went to kiss his cheek and he turned to me, his lips were fully sealed on mine, I felt my heart racing, this shouldn’t be happening this wasn’t the plan but I responded and we had a deep kiss, tongues darting against each other. I pulled away and went back to my husband – he didn’t say anything – had he noticed, maybe he turned a blind eye. I was feeling rather naughty and decided I need to get the 2nd, 3rd and 4th mission out of the way. these were relatively easy to achieve, a quick pinch of someone’s bum, brush against a guy with my boobs in addition to a little flirting. Towards 11pm a group of guys entered the main bar area, they were dressed in 60’s gear – very nice in fact one in particular caught my eye. He was going to be my 5th mission. The cider was flowing well between my husband and me, but there was just no spark, he was boring me to death. I was busy on the kareoka and this guy clapped and cheered me when I finished. We both ended up at the bar at the same time and I started to chat with him, flirted and stood up completely straight to emphasis my well formed tits. He noticed and smiled to himself. During the evening I was getting more and more horny, my pussy was started to twitch, moist and I needed to see some action. In desperation my hubby would do but the nite was still early. My husband decided he was too bored and went up to our room leaving me alone in the bar. Perfect I thought to myself, let the fun begin. I went over to the group of fellas and sat down with them, yes I was flirting, I was making sure this guy knew I was interested. I made eye contact with him and straightened my dress by smoothing over the material with my hands, resting briefly against my tits. He was interested I knew. He was well built, and my mind was working on how big his package would be, I guessed big and thought perfick!! He mentioned to his pals that he needed some sea air! So I took that as an invite to step outside with him. I think his pals knew what was happening there. So obvious. We chatted about nothing as we walked towards the pier we both knew what was going happen but I’m sure he thought I was up for more than what I was going to offer. We walked down onto the pier and he led me behind one of the stalls. He was excited I could tell, he started to kiss me, hard and sometimes too rough. I pulled back from him and he rested his hands on my tits and started to caress them through my dress. I grinned at him knowingly teasing him, my hand was feeling his bulge though his pants and he kissed me again. He dug deep into my bra and lifted a boob out,a mean task I am a big girl, he started to suck it hard, I gasped but he was too hard. I told him to be more gently. He was hot and really worked up, he said I had been giving the eyes all night. His hands were stroking my thighs and he started to gather up the side of my dress. I stopped him and knelt down in front of him, I popped out his cock, my wot a cock and started to stroke it. My tits were both out and he was squeezing hard. I delicately licked the tip of his cock and I heard a moan, a very slight “ohhhh” I started to lick his shaft, my hand fumbling to find his bollocks. They were heavy and fully loaded. Ready to burst. He kept saying "god you are good at this, its heaven" as I sucked harder and faster on him. He was oozing juices all the time. He was enjoying himself when his mate arrived and I said “you come to join us” He started to kiss me whilst the other guy fumbled at my stockings. I stopped them both and said the rule is “I am in control here, not you, but me” and I led them both towards a bench, Not really a bench but one of the concrete slab things - this was towards the end of the pier – I was surrounded by darkness in more ways than one, the noise of the sea made it even more erotic. Here I am with two guys I have never met before - no names, nothing. I was so horny and turned on I didn’t care what was happening or how I spoke to them. This was my moment, one driven by the mission set by my horny lover, the man i love and would do anything for - id' like to think that anyway. I told the newcomer to lay on the bench and reached into his pants to find a very nice tool – very thick and very very wet. I straggled over him still fully clothed and took the other guys tool into my mouth – I started pumping away on this tool whilst thrusting my hips over the guy on the bench. Rubbing my moist pussy against him, he was good, I was tempted, very tempted to let it slip in but we were not prepared for that, my mission was a BJ anyway. Both were moaning – I was building up speed, the one on the bench was holding onto my tits whilst the other just stretched back and moaned. It was hot and very very erotic. No one could see us. I felt the guys cock against my pussy as it sort of slipped inside my knickers so I pulled away from him and used my hand whilst the other enjoyed my mouth. Multitasking woman eh? I sat them both on the bench and went from one cock to the other, building each up, teasing, shoving my tits in their mouth – their hands were behind their backs I had stipulated that. I pulled away from the first guy as she shot his load, moaning out loud, the other guy I just continued with a handjob until he was at the point of no return – I stopped and started to walk away. Looked back at them both and smiled. They both just sat on the bench, totally whacked. Speechless - The other one was rubbing his cock as I walked away. I got back to the hotel room and found steve awake which I was suprised at - He was horny, so was I so took advantage of him. He made me cum with his mouth, I gave him a BJ whilst he stood at the side of the bed. I pushed him down on me again and he popped it in. I was aching for something. That was my first experience of two strangers whom i know nothing about, both fit, both up for anything and both very black in colour and what an experience it was.