I don’t remember knowing why we got invited to the fancy dress party, but we did.

Bubble’s mum had been a seamstress and was making us costumes.

As we were both 20, money wasn’t plentiful, so we had to be inventive to keep our spending down.

We thought going as a Roman senator and his wife would be an easy fix.

Sheets were altered into a toga for me, and a pair of white curtains got turned into a matching outfit for Bubbles.

Think Greek goddess style, she looked hot in it, too.

Her mum had got the cleavage wrong, and a lot of breast was on view, barely concealing her nipples.

Mum-in-law said, just wear a white bra and pin it together.

On the evening of the party, I convinced Bubbles, to go braless.

In fact, I convinced Bubbles that she should wear no underwear at all.

The gown was very diaphanous, you couldn’t actually see through it, but when she put it on, over her bra and knickers, you could see everything, big pants and bra, but without underwear, she looked so sexy.

I told her how sexy she looked and as she was a natural blonde, you couldn’t see any pubes.

But the cleavage was deep, and braless, her breasts looked amazing.

I said all this, while standing naked after my shower, watching her take it on and off.

First with, then without her underwear. My cock was rigid with appreciation.

As soon as she tried it without underwear it jerked appreciatively.

She noticed this, and giggled, “I can see how you want me to wear it then”

Twisting and turning, her breasts moved delightfully as she did so.

Being curtains there were splits down it, and when she spun, she showed a lot of thigh, too.

I started towards her, she could sense my intent, my cock was dripping precum.

Dancing away, she said, “oh no, you’re going to have to wait for that, or we’ll be late”

Then she said, “If you want me to go commando, you have too, as well.Lets see what it looks like, put your toga on”

I slid the thing over my head, my cock drooping, realising it was not immediately required for duty.

Sandals, a laurel crown and a purple sash over my shoulder completed the picture.

She sashayed up to me. Reached down and grabbed my cock through the repurposed sheet.

“You’ll have to behave though, because I’ll know what you’re thinking” she scrunched my cock.

“I’m thinking about fucking you” I growled, my cock thickening.

“Seriously though,” she went on, I can’t really get away wearing this without underwear, can I ?”

“You look fucking amazing, every man there will want to get their hands on you” I sighed.

At 5ft 6in she was a size 16, with firm plump breasts, a big girl, very pretty, with a natural bubbly blonde hairstyle.

In fact, I’m getting hard thinking about her, now, nearly 60 years later.

She loved sex, too, never said no. I’d been the first and only man to fuck her, she’d only ever felt one other cock, before me. For two years we’d been having sex at least once every day. Whenever possible twice or three times, oh to be twenty.

When she couldn’t fuck, she’d suck. She loved to get me hard, just play with my cock, teasing, touching, just holding it.

She loved me pushing it into her sticky wet cunt, as often as I could manage it. Or wanking me, I think she had cock envy.

“Do you think other men will get like this ?” Touching my cock again, getting it harder, “Just by looking at me ?”

“They’ll be lining up to grope those gorgeous tits, and pull on your big nipples,” I croaked.

We often played this game, but it was only a game, I’d tell how other men got horny looking at her, wanting to fuck her.

If I saw a guy looking, I’d point him out, tell her he’s probably got an erection, probably going to wank, thinking about her.

She lacked confidence, I don’t know why, she was very attractive and sexy too.

“Won’t you be jealous, though ?” She’d say. “No, cos I’ll be the one to fuck your cunt till you squeal” I’d growl at her.

“Well if you’re sure it’s not OTT let’s go then” she said, and off we went.

The party was in a big country house just outside London.

I hid my old Vauxhall estate, keeping it away from the limos and sports cars already there.

It was in full swing, a nice warm evening, people spilling out onto the terrace. Drinking, laughing.

Bubbles entrance certainly created a lot of attention. In fact the room went quiet.

Most of the other party guests appeared to be significantly older than us.

It was hard to tell as everyone was in fancy dress, but we just sort of knew.

Wives were glaring at the amount of cleavage she was showing, and the men were just drooling.

After introductions and a drink, guys were falling over themselves to get near her.

She soon became a very popular dance partner. They didn’t mind if it was a fast or slow dance, either.

If it was fast, they were just ogling her tits, as they bounced softly. If it was slow, they’d be pressing tight against them.

Eventually she came back to me, flushed with booze and excited about the attention she was receiving.

I’d got her a drink, Bacardi and coke. She practically downed the lot in one go.

“Steady,” I said, that’s half Bacardi. “Dance with me” she demanded.

“Oh is it my turn?” I laughed. It was a slow dance, I could only dance slow and smoochy..

She had her hands round my neck her body pressed tight against me. Breasts warm through the thin material.

Her nipples were hard, and when I put my hands on her hips, she started pushing into my groin.

I started to get hard. “This is the third cock I’ve done this to,” she giggled in my ear.

I reacted by getting harder. She kissed me then, a full snog. “Yours is the best though”.

“Mmm that’s made you even harder” she breathed in my ear.

“Don’t be obvious,” she whispered, “but you see that guy dressed as a Viking ?” ..”Yes” I replied.

“Well he has got a really big cock, even bigger than yours” Before I could reply, she was kissing me again.

As we kissed I could see a very authentic-looking Viking, watching us.

“I think Thor over there, is cross with you” I said into her ear. “Kissing another guy”

She loved me whispering in her ear, and licking it. She said it went straight to her fanny. So, of course, I licked her ear, too.

“Ooohhh” she sighed, “don’t do that in public, it always makes me wet”

“Have you got a sticky fanny, then” whispering, again, in the same ear.. “Soaking” she groaned,

“I was wet with all the attention, anyway, and now I can feel it running down my thighs” she sighed.

It was my turn to groan. She giggled sexily, wriggled against me erotically.

“My thighs are so sticky with your cum from this morning, and my excitement, now, thinking about Thor and his hammer,”

Then there was a tap on my shoulder. We stopped dancing, I turned..

“Excuse me, but I’m a Viking and you know what we do, don’t you ?” He laughed , It was Thor.

Bubbles, naive as ever, said, “No, what do Vikings do”

“We rape and pillage, and take all the pretty women” he laughed.

“And I’m taking you, at least for the next dance” and he whisked her away.

Some twenty minutes later, Bubbles came and found me.

Another Bacardi and coke went down in a couple of gulps.

She was hot and flushed, her nipples poking stiffly through the diaphanous material that barely contained them.

“Take me outside” she demanded. Outside on the terrace she said, “He’s a very naughty man.”.

“Who ?” I feigned ignorance, as if I’d not been watching them all the time.

“Thor, the things he’s been saying to me, well, and where he can get his hands, when he’s dancing, too”

“Let’s walk” I said, leading her away from the people and lights. My cock was getting hard.

The manicured gardens were amazing, with paths everywhere, leading to seats and little concealed areas.

I led her to one of the areas, there was a bench in a covered bower, surrounded by bushes.

We sat down, I turned and kissed her passionately, my hand slid beneath the fabric of her costume and I found her breast. She sighed in appreciation as I dropped my kisses from her mouth to her nipple.

“He’s got such a big cock” she moaned, as I sucked and bit her nipple.

“And he’s been pressing it into me all the time, I think like you, he’s gone commando,”

I groaned as I was biting her nipple. Then slid my hand through the folds of her costume.

She hadn’t been lying, her cunt was very sticky, very sticky indeed. My fingers slid in easily.

Then she was pulling my toga up, “Let me feel a stiff cock at last” she sighed, sexily. “I need to feel a hard cock”

Her hands held my cock tightly, then rubbing it, teasing my nob end, massaging my pre cum into it.

“Mmm, that’s so nice, I’ve had stiff cocks rubbing up against me for a couple of hours, I just wanted to touch them like this.

I thought I’d go mad if I couldn’t get my hand’s one soon” She sighed as she was rubbing my shaft, getting it even harder.

Pushing me back along the bench, she then leaned over my lap, taking my cock into her hot mouth.

I lay back, letting her suck on my erection. Her mouth was hot and moist.

Somehow her breasts were completely uncovered and they were pressed on my thighs. Hot tits on my thighs.

Then I heard a noise, footsteps on the path. I was just about to stop her from sucking and rubbing my cock.

The noise stopped. But I could see In the shadows, it was Thor, the Viking. He was standing watching us.

Bubbles looked up at me, “Are you ok ?” “Mmm” I replied. “But we’re being watched” I whispered.

“Your friend Thor is about 20 feet away in the rhododendron bushes”

“Oh !” She said, dejectedly and was about to cover her breasts…“No, don’t,” I said.

“Let’s give him a show, uncover them completely, let him see your sexy breasts.

She giggled as she did so, .”Has he got his cock out”….“Not yet, but I bet he will soon” I sighed.

“I want to see it, if he does ” she said. “I had it rubbed on me for long enough “

“Bend over the bench, look into the rhododendrons,” I said.

She stood, her breasts bare, turned, and faced Thor who was hiding in the bushes.

“Bend over, you tart” I said, loud enough for him to hear.

“Oh, why, what are you going to do to me ?” she said, rather theatrically.

I raised the rest of her costume exposing her nakedness to the night air.

“I’ve been watching you all night, flaunting yourself at men, especially that Viking, I suppose you’d like him to carry you off, have his way with you. Well I’m going to give you what you want, you horny bitch, get your legs open, get ready to be fucked”

She was bent over now, breasts hanging down, I pushed her costume right up over her arse. I slapped her firm buttocks.

“Oh, oh” she gasped. “Go on then, you fucking bastard. Fuck me, give me your hard cock. Fuck me” she moaned.

“I’ve been feeling Thor rubbing his big hammer up and down me all evening, I’m ready to be fucked” she moaned.

“Thor got me ready, but you can get the benefit of his efforts,” she called out, a bit too realistically, if I’m honest.

I thrust forward, my cock sliding easily into her slick, hot wet cunt. “Oh fuck, yesss” she cried”

There was rustling from the bushes, I could see Thor, he had pulled his kilt aside, his cock was out. He was rubbing it.

And, he did, indeed, have a big cock, and he was wanking, watching me, fuck my wife.

“He’s watching,” I whispered…”I know” she responded. “I can see him in the moonlight “

“Oh I wish I could feel his big cock now,” she cried out.

What the fuck, I thought, but she was really responding to my fucking.

“I’d like to suck it, while you fuck me” she moaned.

I could see how big it was, “You’d never get it in your mouth” I said. Thor paused, he realised I could see him.

“Well he could shoot cum all over my breasts then” she continued, also looking directly at him. “I’d love to watch him cum”

He moved nearer. I nodded. He came closer. Bubbles reached out.

But he wasn’t within reach. He started to shuffle nearer. Wanking furiously.

Then we heard voices. I stopped fucking, he stopped wanking.

The voices were getting nearer, still holding his huge cock, it suddenly erupted, shooting strings of spunk in our direction.

Quickly he covered his cock and disappeared back into the bushes.

I was fucking her furiously now, the eroticism of the situation really getting to me.

Holding her hips tight, I fucked harder, the voices getting louder.

She whispered, ‘Are you cumming now ?” “Oh yes, oh fuck yea”

And as I started spunking in her, she was cumming too.

Then I was aware of someone near me. I pulled out, and started patting her back.

As my cock jetted my remaining spunk onto the bench, I said, “That’s it, go on love, be sick there”

A woman’s voice said, “is everything ok, do you need any help?”

“No, it’s ok, thanks, my wife had a bit too much to drink, just being a bit sick.” I managed to say.

“As long as you’re both alright,” she said and they walked past, unaware that my wife was practically naked.

Cum was dripping from her down onto the bench that she was bent over.

When they’d gone, she stood covering her heaving breasts. Straightening her outfit.

She was laughing, now. “Oh that was so rude,” she said. “I didn’t get all of it” she said, looking down at the bench.

I was wiping my sticky cock on my toga.

“Did you see the size of Thor’s prick ?” She asked.

“And the way it was spurting all that spunk. You need to take me home and fuck me properly now.”