My name is not Nikki, but from here on out if shall be. I am married and this did happen.
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The first guest arrived around 8. It was a very impromptu get together. Everyone just happened to be in Austin at the same time, and we were the only ones who lived in Austin at the time. Colt and I had taken to hanging out with his friends from work. We had only been married for about 3 months, but we had been together for the better part of 3 years. We had met at work. We were both working in a local deli.
I had finally graduated from college with a business degree the previous year and I had quit the deli for a cushy office job. I was fine with it. We were saving up to buy a house and the deli just wasn't paying nearly enough.
The first people to arrive were Pete and Natasha. Natasha was a thin little thing with red hair. She was a waitress at a roadhouse just up the road. I had only hung out with her a few times. Pete was in school studying architecture. He was, for lack of a better word, suave. Pete was 21 and Tasha was 20, turning 21 in a month.
I liked hanging out with them, even though they made me feel like I was old half the time. Colt was soon to be 34 and I had just turned 27. This was both of our second marriage and we were determined that we weren't giving up, no matter what.
However, things had gotten a little stale in the bedroom. We had just gotten married but we had been having sex for years. We had sex on our first date. We had been swimming in the lake behind his parents house when I felt him slide my bikini bottoms aside and enter me in one swift move. It was breathtaking and erotic. It was hot shit for a girl who had never had an organism while being penetrated before.
As I stood next to Colt chatting with Tasha and Pete, I had a hard time not checking out Pete's package. He was wearing a dress shirt, vest, tie and tight hip hugger jeans with a spiky belt. He is around 6'3", thin, almost lanky, with dark features and olive skin. Hot!
The door opened and in came Winston and Amber. I was just starting to warm up to Amber. She was young, only just turned 20. She was unemployed and living with Winston and his parents. It sat wrong with me, but she was a sweet girl and they were fun to hang out with. Pete was new at the deli, so I hadn't known him until just a few months ago. Winston was the one who trained me when I was working there. He had been married to his ex at the time and I was recently divorce and sleeping around with any guy that would let me.
Unsurprising, Winston was wearing a camo shirt, boots, a cowboy hat and a big smile. Amber gave me a hug and went and sat on the couch. They came over at least three times a week, so she had become quite comfortable here.
Amber swung both ways. We had just been comparing our sexual orientation a few days before. Amber had been in a relationship with multiple girls during high school. She liked to read lesbian erotica. Me, I loved reading about male to male relationships, especially the ones on Nifty where the teenage boy was sure he was straight and then his best friend manipulated him into accepting a blow job and then they are happy ever after...or until they get to college. Those were the stories I read when my hubby was at work. I sure hoped he didn't know!
So Amber was a little lesbian, and I was obsessed with the idea of being in the middle of a gay sandwich. The idea of touching and licking another girl just had never been something I had ever thought of in my adult life.
The guys suggested we all play beer pong, and seeing as how I had never played any drinking games, that seemed like a good idea...until we got started. We split it up girls against guys, and I sucked. I didn't make one ball into the cup. However, I learned real fast that if I stood in the eye line of the guy that was throwing, then he'd miss. Reason, I have some great knockers. I'm short, around 5' even. I'm thin, but curvy. I wear a size 4 pant and an extra large top. I wear a 34D bra. I pushed my boobs up, pulled my top down, and stood proud. We won.
The guys were bummed that they lost, so we decided to play King's Crossing. Amber had downloaded it on her phone, so all we had to do was remember what each of the numbers meant and tap the phone when it was our turn.
The first three cards were kings and the first three people were me, Amber, and Tasha.
" My rule is that each time someone says the word 'drink' Pete has to take off a piece of clothing!" Tasha looked at Pete and giggled.
" Interesting..." I said, looking at Colt as he looked around at each person.
" My rule is that each time someone says 'drink' Winston has to drink," Amber said with a smirk on her face.
When I saw my card was a King I looked at the phone, wondering if the game was rigged. Oh well! " My rule is that each time someone says 'Colt' Colt has to drink." We were at our house. I wasn't concerned with him getting too drunk to drive, and all the kids knew our place was open for them to spend the night.
We started going around. The girls got a 4 and had to drink and they guys got a 6 and had to drink. It was the waterfall, Ace, that kept getting me. I had already drank 3 beers when the game started. During the first 2 go arounds I finished another beer and worked my way through a good portion of another.
Pete was down to his boxers, Winston was looking flush, and Colt had taken to saying "drink" just to mess with his friends. Us girls were now saying "sip". Don't get me wrong, we wanted to see Pete without his boxers on more than anything at this point, but you can only go so far with your man in the room. I didn't want to give the wrong impression.
Tasha had a curfew. It was just after midnight and she had to be home by one. Pete started putting his clothes back on. I noticed how ridiculously large his shoes were. I was upset that he was leaving so soon, but what can you do?
I gave hugs and sat back down on the floor with a fresh drink. We started a new game. The first card, again, was a King and it was Amber's turn first.
" Every time someone says 'drink' Winston has to take a piece of clothing off!" She looked right at me and winked. I looked over at Colt and smiled. He thought that was just hilarious.
We started playing. Each time Amber would mess up and have to drink she would say 'drink'. Winston was down to his boxers when he got a King.
" Ha! My turn! Every time someone says 'shit' both you girls have to take off a piece of clothing." He gave Colt a high five and they did weird male bonding smirk thing.
I realized that I wasn't wearing that much. I had on a bra, a tank top, jeans, and boyshorts. That was it.
Now it might not seem like much that the word was "shit", but it is a bad thing when you have a potty mouth and say "shit" a lot. Due to me I lost my pants and top. Amber was just as bad. She had her arms crossed over her chest blocking her black lace bra. I was wearing one of those bandeau things, but I'm a little too big to be wearing it, so it wasn't very concealing.
I stood up and excused myself to the restroom. I vomited, brushed my teeth, peed and came back. I was gone for maybe 3 minutes total. Yes, I threw up. I had been drinking all night. I knew it was throw up a little here and there, or be violently ill for the next three days. This wasn't my first rodeo!
I walked back into the living room after just those few minutes and was met with a pair of breasts. Amber had lost her bra.
" Colt said the 's' word," Amber explained. She pointed at my bra. " Take it off Nikki!"
I sat back down in between Amber and Colt, right across from Winston. Now I knew Winston thought I was hot. We had danced a few times at the club. He whispered things in my ear when he was drunk. I had felt his erection tap against my ass before.
I looked right at him as I pulled the bra up and over my head. My nipples were erect. They are great nipples. They are peach colored and not too big. I had a guy tell me once that my nipples were my best feature. I would have thought it was my thick sable hair or big green eyes. Nope, my nipples! Who knew?
So there we were, every one down to their underwear except for Colt.
" Huh? I'm gonna go to the bathroom. When I come back I'm gonna be naked." Colt then stood up and left the room.
The three of us just looked at each other. " I'll take my panties off it you take your boxers off," I said to Winston.
I slipped my thumbs into my underwear and lifted my hips. The panties slid off and I threw them across into his face. Amber grinned at me and took hers off in the same fashion.
" Damn!" Winston pulled his boxers off and looked over at Amber. " Go down on my baby," he whispered. I looked at his cock. It was about the same as Colt's except his was a little thicker. Seemed the same length though. It looked about how I imagined it. Amber bent over and started sucking him off. I leaned back and slipped my fingers into my slit. His mushroom head was shiny and bright. I could see pre-cum gathering as Amber lifted up to give him a kiss.
" Amber, lick her," Winston said looking right at me.
Now, I had told them that I had never done anything with a girl. I lied. No, not a relationship or anything. As a young girl I was kinky. I'm talking 5 years old, sucking and licking on the neighbor girl. I loved biting and nibbling her nipples. This was something I stopped doing when I was 8. I decided I liked guys more than girls and that it was too complicated to even try both.
I saw the look in Amber's eyes. She crawled over to me and pushed my lefts open. My knees fell to the side. She was okay. Colt knew how to get me off and get me wet. Amber was okay. She licked and flicked. I wanted her to take a bite. Put a little pressure and pain in the mix. I opened my eyes and saw Winston behind Amber. He slipped into her. I was looking into his eyes as he fucked her and she licked me.
I heard the bedroom door open.
" Oh damn!" Colt came into my sight. I looked at him and smiled.
" Come here honey!" I called to him. Amber and Winston moved out of the way. Colt reached for me, grabbed my arms. I thought he was stopping me. Instead he sat down and put me in his lap. I started riding his cock. He was hard and warm and I was feeling sick and light headed. I knew I was going to be sick soon.
My dog started barking from the next room. Colt lifted me up and sat me on the couch. He stood and went back to the bedroom where the kennel sat near the bed. Winston looked at me again. His brown eyes seemed to be penetrating my head. It was pounding now. I could barely sit up straight.
" Nik, come here and go down on Amber," Winston demanded.
I rolled onto the ground and crawled to where Amber was sprawled on the floor. I put my mouth to her cunt and went down on her the way I had been wanting her to go down on me earlier. I sucked and nibbled and slipped my tongue into her. I was playing with her breast and pinching her nipple. I felt Winston behind me. He was touching my pussy and rubbing my juices up to my asshole.
I was moaning and hoping, praying that someone would slip a nice hard, hot dick into one of my holes. Any hole would do at this point. I was so out of it. My mind was working slow. This was some crazy shit. Part of me felt like this was a dream. It seemed like something I would dream I started realizing that maybe I instigated this whole thing. I heard my dog, Sophie, barking and I moved away from Amber.
Colt walked back into the room with Sophie barking and bouncing at his feet.
" Dude, your wife just went down on my girlfriend," Winston said. I looked up at Colt and wiped some of her cum off my face. It was everywhere. I was starting to feel like extra saliva, gagging feeling. I needed to vomit again, but Colt grabbed me. He shoved me down on the carpet and slipped into. He had always had that power, to just slide right into my like a hand in a glove and start fucking. He was hitting all the right places. I was feeling my orgasm coming on. It was so fucking close! I could feel my stomach muscles tighten in anticipation of the big moment.
" Eww! She just shit near my face!" Amber was gagging and Winston was laughing. Sophie had pooped right next to them. That was it! The vomit was coming no matter what. I pushed Colt away and ran to the bathroom. I threw up so much and it was all liquid and tasted like warm, nasty light beer. I finished throwing up and looked down. I had blood smeared around my pussy lips. I sat down heavily on the toilet and started wiping, part of me praying it was my period and part of my hoping it wasn't. How long had that been happening while we were all messing around? I flushed and threw myself on the bed. The blood had stopped just as soon as it started. I didn't feel any pain. Maybe we had just been a little too aggressive?
I heard Colt telling Winston he could stay. I don't know how long I had been passed out when I heard Colt throwing up in the bathroom. I had never heard him get sick before. I wanted to go to him and touch him and tell him I loved him. Instead I passed out.
" Babe, just tell me! Did he fuck you? Did he stick his dick in you?" I didn't know if I was dreaming or not.
" That would have been weird. No, he didn't fuck me," I whispered. I heard him sigh. He pulled me to him.
" Best and worst night ever," he whispered as we both fell asleep.