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Having people who cared. We arrived at restaurant. Nice Italian place. Reserved section for us. Fourteen women total. Good size group. Ordered food. Ordered wine. Lots of wine. Sarah kept glasses full. "Pace yourself," I warned her. "This is bachelorette party. Pacing is not allowed." Dinner was lovely. Good food. Good conversation. Stories about Jake and me. How we met. How we reconnected. How we built our relationship. Jessica told story about Victoria's revenge plot. How Emma handled it with grace and strength.

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I shrug “The Dildo and vibrator will do me well these coming cold nights I shrug turning my eyes away from his look “Are you love birds going to join us anytime soon or do you want to shack up there all night?” Axel the man from before yells at us, making Dominic stiffen. “You heard them, the dinner awaits” I smirk pushing him to the side and walking back towards the table knowing his eyes are directly on me and my behind. “Let's get this started” I send a smile to the table, Dominic coming up behind me. The dinner starts and I am introduced to everyone at the table, turns out some of them are Dominic old college mates, friends from high school and they all focus on me quite intently

BONUS CHAPTER 4. CHARLOTTE Dinner was chaotic, fun, and full of joy. The exact way I loved it. The table stretched full with food, plates being passed back and forth, voices overlapping. Ethaniel was in the middle of telling one of his ridiculous stories about trying to fix a fence on his property.

Author's note: This story contains scenes of gay male sexual content. I first met my wife at a party where she was the center of attention, fûcking one well-hung guest and blowing another. And she kept repeating that pattern, again and again. I had spent a good part of that afternoon impressing a few of the women attending with my love for eating pûssy. Since I'm a little bigger than average in the dîck department (8 inches), they appreciated pretty much everything I offered them. I was taking a recuperative break from my actions when I wandered into the room where Marcella was engaged.

she asked lowly so Ethan did not hear. "Perfect," I said and she turned back to the stove with pink cheeks. Dinner tasted better than any restaurant and we ate on the couch because the table stayed covered in Ethan's work papers. Lena sat between us and passed garlic bread around. Ethan told stories from high school about the time we tried to build a treehouse and fell through the floor. Lena laughed with her hand over her mouth and asked questions that made the stories longer. I watched her eyes light up when Ethan talked and felt something twist in my chest.

He swallowed it and he pulled out. “You are a very hot lover, with handsome face, great body and hot, hung cock. The man who checked you in is my husband. We host sex parties in a suite upstairs. We’re hosting one tonight for men and women. You would make a good Sex Slave, but you must wear a blindfold. Interested?” “Yes, what time?” “On your knees.” Derricks ordered her, he pour his hot semen down her throat. She dropped to her knees, spread her ass cheeks and he licked her assholes. She groaned and got rock hard and dripping again. He sucked her off again, put on condoms, lubed and fingered out asses and slid his cocks into her pussy with her legs over his shoulders.

They had slept with each other more since that fateful day on the couch. And fuck! The sex was mind blowing. The way she moved her body and the sounds that fell from her mouth made the experience worth it. He was hard from just thinking about it. He looked around, maybe he would sneak out soon and drive over. It wasn't like he was having fun at the party anyway. A waiter approached him. "more wine sir?" he asked politely. Geremia shrugged and took one from the tray. He gulped it down in one go. Alcohol was the only thing that would make this party more bearable.

"What party?" "A party in the woods." She grins. "Big bonfire. Bottles of beer. Baskets of food. Bouts of laughter. Boobs and blowjobs. It will all be there. And more. We'll just sit around the fire and share stupid silly stories. Like the time you and Vanessa were caught by cops fùcking in a dark street. And then you called George to come get your àss..." "And then he ended up getting caught for drunk driving." Damien finishes. "That was the craziest night."

Their lips were smashed against each other, their bodies dancing provocatively as they continued to push their tongues deep into their mouths. My eyes trailed down their bodies to see one girl's hands laid upon the latter's ass, grabbing it sensually. The groupees skirt was so tight and skimpy that it was almost pulled up, far enough to reveal her huge ass. And fuck! They looked so young and beautiful with night curves, I was almost tempted to go down there and suggest a threesome with the famous Marcus Winston, the host of this party. I think that was the next sexual adventure to try. “Hell yeah!!” Derrick screamed, snapping me out of my erotic fantasies.