PAULA'S STORY
by Paula

I thought it was to be our usual Friday night routine that started
with me stopping at the store on the way home from work to pick up
some beer and a bottle of wine.  I had hoped that Steve had ordered
the pizza like he had promised, so I could relax in a nice hot
bubble bath.

As I walked in the door Steve was tidying up the living room and
greeted me with a big kiss and "How was your day, Honey?"

"Awful", I replied.

"Well, I've already ordered the pizza and ran your bath, so why
don't you hop in and relax until dinner arrives.  Oh, and by the
way, don't stay in there too long.  I've invited a couple of guys
from work over for drinks later."

Great.  Just what I wanted.  A boring evening of listening to a
bunch of guys bitch about their jobs, while I'll be expected to be
their barmaid.  I got into the tub and tried to enjoy what little
private time I was going to get that night.

When the pizza arrived I slipped into my short satin robe so I could
join Steve at the table.

"You're looking pretty hot in that get up.  Maybe you should wear it
to impress the guys tonight", he said with an evil grin coming
across his face.

It was true, I thought to myself.  I did look pretty good with the
robe clinging to my still damp skin.  The air was on so my nipples
were hard as erasers.  I let him enjoy the view, knowing full well
that I could get him all worked up and make him suffer.  Maybe he
would make the boys leave a little earlier this way.

"Who are these guys anyway?" I asked, ignoring his earlier comment.

"They're a couple of machine reps that were in town for the week.
Since they aren't scheduled to fly out until tomorrow morning I
thought I would be nice and invite over.  You'll really like them.
They're Australian."

The minute I heard that my ears perked up.  Australian accents have
always made me soak my undies.  The night was already looking
better.

As I got dressed for our company, Steve handed me a pushup bra that
I had stashed away, along with some other nasty outfits that I
hadn't worn in years.

"You haven't worn this for me in a long time.  And it would look
great with those black thigh highs.  Please?"

Well, I thought, what harm would it do?  After all, who are these
guys gonna tell?  I don't know anyone in Australia.  Besides, I knew
dressing like a whore gets Steve going and I knew that after I
listened to these guys all night, I would be ready for a little
action myself once they left.

I put on the bra at Steve's request.  It barely had enough material
to cover my nipples!  I also put on the thigh highs and a black mini
skirt with a white sheer blouse.  I didn't see the need for panties
as I knew they would just get in the way later on.

As I was putting the final touches in my slutty outfit, I heard the
doorbell ring.  I could hear the muffled voices and loud laughter of
the men downstairs. Well, here goes nothing, I thought.

I started to descend the staircase that led directly into the family
room, where our guests had congregated.  As I caught a glimpse of
them, I slowed down so they could get a full eyeful as I walked down
the stairs.  These weren't the old machine salesmen I expected!
These were two fabulous looking hunks of men talking to my husband.
Both were tall with blond hair.  One of the men noticed me
immediately.  He had been talking to Steve and stopped in mid
sentence. Steve turned and gave me a smile of approval.

He turned to our guests and said, "Boys, I would like to introduce
you to my lovely wife, Paula.  Paula, this is Derek and Ian."

Derek was the more outgoing of the two.  He had a 50,000 watt smile
and piercing blue eyes.  He also blatantly showed his appreciation
for my outfit by staring at my now protruding nipples straining to
get out of the sheer blouse.

Ian was more discrete, but just as appreciative.  He was also a leg
man and I was showing plenty of it!

I offered to get the boys a beer to get the evening started.  I
could tell they were watching my firm rear end as I was going into
the kitchen. There was absolute silence until I had left the room.
I poured myself a glass of wine and gulped it down to try to hide my
nervousness.  I didn't want to seem giddy in front of my husband.  I
wasn't sure how he would respond to his wife flirting with total
strangers!  I put three beers and my refilled glass of wine on a
tray and went back into the family room.

Steve had been talking, almost whispering but stopped when he saw me
walk into the room.  The stereo had been turned on and soft music
was playing.  We started making small talk and loosened up a bit by
the third or fourth round of drinks.

"Since we're almost out of beer and Paula's totally out of wine, I'm
going to make a dash to the liquor store," Steve announced.  I was
flabbergasted!  I offered to go instead but he would hear nothing of
it.  "Just make them feel at home", he said.

A nervous silence filled the room after Steve left.  My heart was
pounding so loud I was sure they could hear it.  I've never been so
attracted to anyone in my life!  And to make matters worse, I wanted
both of them.  Me, a happily married woman!

Derek, sensing my nervousness, turned to me and with that fabulous
accent said, "Steve never told us how beautiful and sexy his wife
was.  If he had I wouldn't have been so taken aback when you came
down the stairs.  Would you care to dance?  I think Ian and I could
move this table and we could make a dance floor."

"I haven't danced in years," I stammered.  "Steve doesn't care much
for it."

"Well I'm sure you haven't forgotten how."  He moved toward me as
Ian stood up to turn the volume up.  It was a slow romantic ballad
that was playing.

As I moved into his arms I thought I was going to die!  I was
trembling!  We started swaying to the music, saying nothing.  He
lifted my chin and looked me in the eyes for what seemed like an
eternity and gently kissed me.  I couldn't believe it.  I was so
aroused I could feel my juices starting to flow.  The song ended and
I found myself pressed against Ian for the next one.  I was really
starting to get into all this attention!  He kissed me as well, but
when he did I felt his hands sliding down my back and onto my ass.

I had to take a break when the next song came on.  As I downed what
was left of my wine, I felt two arms wrap around my waist and soft
kisses on my neck.  I turned around and there was Derek.  He grabbed
me and kissed me again, softly at first, but then more passionately.
I felt his tongue exploring my mouth and his hands on my breasts.
He pulled away and started to unbutton my blouse.  I knew I should
have been protesting but I just couldn't.  Ian was watching this and
decided to make his move.  He came up behind me and started lifting
my skirt and caressing my smooth ass.

I was getting so hot my legs were getting weak.  We moved over to
the couch.  As I undressed I could sense their eyes all over me and
for the first time in a long time, I was proud of my body.  I could
see they were very aroused.  Their cocks were straining to get out
of their tight jeans and I wasn't going to make them suffer for
long.  Like an animal I fell to my knees and grabbed at their
crotches.  I wanted to what these magnificent men had to offer. I
wasn't disappointed.  Derek's cock was about eight inches long and
very impressive as it stood out just begging to be licked.  Ian's
had to be over ten inches long! It was the biggest cock I had ever
seen!  I couldn't wait to straddle that one!

I leaned over to lick the precum off the head of Ian's giant cock
when I heard the door open.

Oh my God!  It was Steve!  Here I was naked, on my knees with a cock
in each hand.  I turned and he was standing there with a twelve pack
of beer and a huge smile on his face.

"I see you're making the boys feel right at home!  Save a little of
that action for me, would ya, boys!"

My embarrassment turned to full-blown lust when he said that.  I
knew I was going to get to "have my cake and eat it too".  I turned
into a bitch in heat. I started working my hands up and down Derek's
shaft while letting my tongue and lips take care of Ian.

Steve started setting up the camcorder so I slowed the action so I
could savor the moment on video.

Once the camcorder was up and recording, Steve stripped down to join
the fun.  I ordered Ian down onto the floor and straddled his
massive cock.  I slowly sat down on manhood, trying to get every
inch inside my anxious pussy.  I could feel it stretching my cunt
walls!  It was glorious! Then I started to gyrate my hips, I was
ready to cum almost instantly. Derek stood next to me offering his
cock to my waiting lips.  His cock tasted so good!  My other hand
went to Steve's waiting cock.  After a few strokes we all seemed to
be moving in unison.  I started to moan as I could feel the orgasm
welling up inside me.  Ian sensed this and began to buck underneath
me.  This was all it took; I was over the edge!  I began to scream
out in pleasure.  Derek pulled out of my mouth and began to cum on
my tits.  I rubbed his cum all over my heaving breasts like it was
an expensive skin lotion.  Ian began to moan and I could feel him
filling my cunt with his jism.

Steve orchestrated the next move, as he hadn't gotten to relieve his
throbbing cock.  He moved me onto the couch and rammed his manhood
into my dripping pussy. He felt so good.  He said he often
fantasized about sloppy seconds.  I was glad I could help him
fulfill this one!  He pumped as hard as he could, bringing me to
another orgasm as Derek pulled my legs up giving Steve and the
camcorder even better access to my pussy.  This brought Steve to a
powerful climax.

We all kind of collapsed where we were to recuperate.  Within a few
minutes, Ian had the camcorder in his hands.  He zoomed in on me and
on my mouth.  I licked my lips to add to the effect.  He came to me,
cock in hand and brought it to my lips.  I began to suck it for all
I was worth while he filmed.  I could feel Derek's fingers exploring
my dripping cunt and began to feel the stirrings of another orgasm.
After working my magic on Ian's cock I could tell he was ready to
cum again.  "Cum on my face" I begged.  His jism started spewing on
my face and onto my extended tongue.  He zoomed in the lens to catch
all the action.

Ian then ordered me onto all fours.  He would be our director as he
filmed our own personal porn.  Derek came up behind me and began to
fuck me doggy style and Steve moved so I could suck him off.  My
tits were bouncing to the rhythm of Derek's pumping into my pussy.
I was so turned on.  I felt like such a slut.  I couldn't get enough
cock!  Again I was overcome by another powerful wave of orgasm after
orgasm.

Derek ended his evening by releasing his load down the small of my
back.  Steve was the only one who came in my mouth that evening, but
I kept it on my tongue and lips for the camera purposes before I
swallowed it.

I had become a slut for the evening and had fulfilled Steve's
fantasies as well as my own.  After everyone had left, Steve and I
staggered off to bed.  We were both exhausted.  We have since
relived this evening several times by watching the tape.  If Derek
and Ian are ever back in town they have promised to stop by again.
God, I hope so!
