This takes me back to the late eighties, my lovely wife Marie had been turning heads ever since we began allowing a third party into our sex lives, male of course but for her satisfaction and my enjoyment of seeing her enjoy other cock. We were cautious due to the Aids epidemic and had abstained for a few years before resuming activities. I played football regularly and worked shifts so there were periods when Marie was left alone to contemplate the opportunity to have some extra marital fun with my full knowledge. She promised the full story if I was unable to be there through one reason or another. At the end of the season we took an all male tour of Norway to play in a small amateur tournament where a playing colleague had relatives. It meant being away for a week so she had the chance and the incentive. She took me shopping and we went for a drink at lunchtime to a pub I knew of but had never been in as it was at the opposite end of town to us. As we drained our glasses she pointed out a man working behind the bar he had smiled at her when we entered and served our meals. She said he had asked her out when she had been in town with her friends the previous week. She asked me if I had any objections if she had a bit of fun with him. My reply was that it was fine with me. She smiled and said 'Good because he has invited me to a party on Saturday and you will be on the boat to Norway' Of course I was pleased that she had told me and also that I had been able to picture him for when she phoned me with her late night exploits. So while I was on an overnight ferry type ship to Scandinavia, she was out with a new cock to play with. Her revelation of this is now being typed by her. Jim had been told that Steve was taking me to a party, but I had not told everything, it was going to be a sexy party. He had already had a good grope of me but I had put a stop to anything more adventurous due to my time of the month and I felt pretty crap in myself as I sometimes did in those days (bloody hormones). I explained that I would love to fuck him but was not feeling right, believing that honesty is the best policy. It was then he received a blow job as compensation along with the promise of a good night, which made him smile and accept as a type of insurance for the next week. I took Jim to a lingerie shop where I said I would allow him to choose the underwear for the party and that I would put it on whatever it was. There was a new sex shop in town and we visited but the gear was very poor quality and I felt crap in it. Then he said he had a magazine under the bed with some play clothing in it so we went home and did a mail order which arrived the day before I was left to my own devices for a week. I finished up with some crotchless panties and some side ties which were tiny and a couple of strings, a quarter cup bra for my size 32s where the nipples sat nicely in a lace nest looking very sexy indeed. He got two dresses, one very tight in black and one in red which I preferred so the black one went back, a couple of extra pairs of stockings and a cleaning lube for my toys in case I wanted a night in alone to recover if my pussy got pounded too much. The day arrived and jim seemed very excited and I am sure the football was not entirely on his mind, we kissed and had a farewell shag together before the bus came with all his mates loaded on, he was last aboard. my heart skipped a beat or two as he left but my pussy was already lubing itself ready for the evening's fun. Steve rang me to arrange a pick up time and said he would order a taxi for me, then i went to bathe and prepare myself. The finished article looked like someone else, I had slightly leaned a bit heavier on the eye make up and the dress looked almost prostitute level, my suspender belt poking unsightly lumps in the thighs but my immediate thought was to take them off then thinking that it would turn Steve on and any other red blooded man there, I left my naughty outline on full display and awaited the taxi with a shivering feeling in my tummy. Being a size twelve is quite an advantage my legs are a good asset and anyone looking at the hem riding half way up my thigh would be led to the suspender lumps and the honeypot just a few inches further north. The taxi arrived, Steve had phoned to say the he was a friend and if I gave him a flash of something, the fare would be free. As he was also quite young and smiling, I had no problem with starting a sexy night in a naughty way. Taking care to ensure I got in the front seat in a less ladylike way than I usually did, I saw his eyes diverted to between my legs as I slipped my right leg in and then allowed my dress to expose the suspender straps and right up to my red panties which only partly covered my pussy hair which I had trimmed and shaved into a small tuft edged by smooth soft skin. I said 'Oops' as it did and saw him smile and say 'That's made my day', so I left myself on display until we arrived, he put a hand on my thigh and said 'no charge Steve's going to have a good night' I got out of the taxi and walked up to the door. Steve opened it and smiled widely I entered and went through to the kitchen where the worktop creaked with booze. There were seven or eight men and three women in a lounge with a further three or four in another room where a finger buffet was spread out. drink in hand and Steve beside me we had a dance and a snog, I felt his rock hard stiffness in his trousers and wondered how it would feel filling me. We had been there half an hour or so when he suggested we went upstairs, I nodded and we ascended, opened the first bedroom but found a bum vigorously bouncing up and down on top of a pair of shapely legs, same with each room, frenzied fucking everywhere, the bathroom was full so he led me down and out into the garden. It was dark and we found the garage convenient for our first fuck as somebody was using the patio bench. Seeing this was doing wonders for my lust and we tore quickly into each other and he filled me before I could say condom which I had with me but was in too much of a hurry to use. With my dress removed and on a coat hook on the back of the garage door, my panties and bra on a workbench next to a rusting saw I was fucked from behind by Steve with his nicely shaped cock filling me and more important, satisfying me. Filled with his come, he now said 'Everyone will be naked by now so let's just take our clothes inside as we are' This seemed very weird but also naughty and I was here to fuck so why not?' So back in the kitchen we mingled with mostly naked people but a few remained covered making for an awkward stance which was solved when Steve said the party was over for anybody still not naked in two minutes. Amid a flurry of stripping I saw all partygoers were indeed naked and I got a good look at the many cocks on offer. Steve had disappeared and another lad asked me to dance which felt strange at first but as I saw his cock thicken as looked at my body, I turned the strangeness into excitement, he told me his name but I have forgotten it, just recalling that his thick shaft was in me from behind as we fucked on the dance floor among other gropers shuffling round the floor with no rhythm or sense of music, all hell bent on sinking dicks into chicks, but I only counted six at most and twice as many men. Steve reappeared with one such girl wanking him gently and as I cleaned off the second load of spunk from my pussy lips I felt another hand groping me and this felt very special. A male voice whispered that I would look good on his cock and I melted with the dark brown tones of a black man ready to fill me. He led me to a sofa and turned me round, he was very naked and had a lovely shaped cock which looked menacingly wide but I managed to get it in both my mouth and cunt. He was a very good fuck indeed, shafting me with my ankles over his shoulders and my cunt filled with a mighty strong shaft. I was aware of the music no longer playing and the whole room smelling strongly of sexy musk, which sent me to heaven as I got my third cuntfull of the evening. The night went on with an orgy of sexy sights which I am certain Jim would have loved. I was there until the next afternoon as Steve got me to stay the night and I helped him clear up the next morning, but that was punctuated by a couple of naked interludes where I finished up satisfying two of his mates and agreeing to return sometime in the coming week for another session. I felt sore as I got back in the taxi to be driven home by the same friend for free. As my pussy was so sore, I invited him in for a blowjob and did it in my stockings and suspenders as a special treat for him. promising he could fuck me as soon as I was back to normal. In fact in that week I serviced him three times in return for free taxi rides, and Steve and I got together four further times that week. When Jim got back I told him everything and apologised if I shocked him how naughty I had been, but his cock told me he was more delighted than disappointed. Being twenty two at the time I was still seeking more adventure and that week stands out as a particularly sluttish time for me, but boy it was fun