Christmas Sex

For many years, my husband made me wear sexy clothes. My dresses always had to be shorter than normal, my stockings sheer black, my shoes very high-heeled, I had to wear a low-cut neckline to reveal my cleavage, all my underwear made of black lace, and of course his favorite was see-through clothes. To tell the truth, when I get dressed and go out with him I feel like a prostitute being put on display. Wherever we go, men always turn to look at me and Yannis loves every such occasion. We often have parties, so quite a few men come to the house.

One night two years ago, someone stuck to me while my husband was away. He kissed me for a long time and slipped his hand onto my chest to touch it. When Yannis arrived, he saw what was happening, but he went to the corner and watched. Things didn't develop further, and when our friend left, Yannis told me that what he had seen had pleased him and he wasn't angry at all. A month later we had a party in the garden. When I went to the kitchen to get ice, one of the guests followed me and became more than friendly. He started kissing me and I noticed my husband watching from behind a door. I let him pull down my bra strap, caress and lick my breast. I expected my husband to rush in, but he just kept watching. I wanted to see how far he would go. The man pulled down my skirt and started caressing my pussy and slowly put his finger deep inside me. I spread my legs wide and let him freely do whatever he wanted. He unzipped his pants, but before he could penetrate me, someone called me for the ice cubes. My husband never discussed the incident with me.

The next week we had invited some people again, including the one who had 'serviced' me with the ice cubes. We were having a fantastic time. Yannis suddenly announced we had run out of whiskey and would dash to the cellar. I knew it was a lie but I didn't say anything. He left by car but obviously stopped a block away and came back to the house on foot. The other man had already started coming on to me, and I led him to the bedroom for more comfort and privacy. We sat on the edge of the bed and started kissing and caressing. Then I told him I supposedly needed to go to the bathroom. I didn't really need to, but I went back to the yard and peeked. Indeed, Yannis was standing somewhere there, watching from the bedroom window. As soon as I saw him, I got aroused. Returning to the room, I let the man pull down my panties, deliberately delaying. Then my bra came off and he sucked on my nipples for a long time. He had started to lose control and I imagined that then Yannis would burst into the room, furious. The guy knelt between my legs and started kissing and licking me. He had driven me wild and I realized I too would soon lose control. He stood up ready to fuck me, but I hadn't planned for us to go that far. I wanted more of a show. I took his cock and slowly started kissing and licking it with my tongue. He got very aroused and grabbed my head with his hand to make me take him all in my mouth. Suddenly he burst, cumming all over my face. That was a good excuse to go to the bathroom to clean up. Again, nothing was mentioned, not even about this incident by Yannis. Every Christmas, my husband likes us to play a special game at the party we host. He puts mistletoe above the entrance and makes a strong punch. Every time a couple passes under the mistletoe, they have to kiss, but whoever stops first has to drink a glass of punch in one go.

That night several couples had played, including me with two men. At one point, in front of everyone's eyes, a stranger started kissing me under the mistletoe with great passion and I responded with my tongue, pushing it in and out of his mouth. Everyone was shouting excitedly because they wanted to see who would stop first. He slipped his hand inside my neckline and grabbed my breast. Everyone was aroused and my husband was applauding, clapping his hands. In my attempt to push him away, I reached out and pulled down his zipper. The friends were howling as he laid me back and lifted my dress up to my waist, completely exposing my garter belt and panties. We still didn't stop. Then he took off my panties, offering everyone a view of my pussy. Suddenly I realized I had to stop because it had gone too far. I pulled away. After that incident, most people left and only Yannis and three other men remained. Yannis kissed me, told me I was wonderful, and was pleased with everything I did. So, since what was happening pleased both of us, I wanted to continue. I deliberately stood under the mistletoe and one of the three started kissing me. When he went behind me and started unbuttoning me, I let my dress fall to the floor. Then I let my panties drop and kicked them to the other end of the room. I stopped kissing and, without getting dressed, went to have a drink. Then another one came. He took off my bra and it too fell to the floor. I was left with my garter belt and sheer high stockings, otherwise completely naked. One of the three, at my husband's urging, led me to the sofa, and Yannis and the other two encouraged us as the other man pushed me back onto the sofa and opened my legs to enter me. We had a quick orgasm. He got up, zipped up, and I stayed there with my legs open. Another one looked at my husband, and immediately afterwards bent down close to me. He took me for ten minutes. The third guy in the group was so aroused that he kept fucking me for half an hour. My husband just sat and watched. From that night on, we lost most of our friends, but for two years I was fucked many times by those three. I don't know if Yannis still peeks, but I don't care. I enjoy my liberated sexual life and sleep with whoever desires me. Last week I spent three nights in a hotel with three different men and enjoyed every moment. Secluded Beaches For most of our hours last summer in Corfu, my wife, Yianna, and I spent them on a secluded beach far from the island's villages. One day, due to the very strong wind, we were completely alone on the beach.

At some point we saw a jet ski approaching the shore with two young men. When they came close, I noticed they were looking admiringly at my wife's body and especially her bare breasts. I told her and she replied they would show more interest if I weren't there. "And if you want," I said jokingly, "I'll go for a walk." "I dare you to go," she answered slyly. Indeed, within a few minutes I moved away, but I hid behind some bushes, from where I could see what was happening. The two men had sat on the beach and were gazing lustfully at my wife. What happened immediately after, I admit, shocked me somewhat. Yianna stood up, took off her swimsuit and then lay down again with her legs open, thus offering a wonderful view to the two young men. They stood up, approached Yianna and stood over her. The taller of the two was already erect and his hard organ protruded from his small swimsuit. He started talking to Yianna and she reached out her hand and grabbed his swollen cock. He knelt and began to caress her between her open legs. Yianna pulled down his swimsuit and started playing with his penis, while the other man, who until then was watching, also sat down next to my wife. Then the tall one made Yianna kneel and, going behind her, thrust his large tool into her pussy and started fucking her. The other went in front and with a sudden movement put his penis into her mouth. Watching the youthful, firm flesh, the tight asses of the young men and the wonderful tits of my wife, I started playing with my own penis which was about to explode. I saw Yianna's mouth greedily sucking the stranger's cock and soon his cum gushed out as he emptied his balls into her mouth. After he pulled out of her mouth, he did something I had never seen before. He put his head under Yianna's body and started licking the spot where the other's cock was going in and out of her hole. This seemed to drive the tall one wild with lust and, wanting to prolong his pleasure, he pulled out of Yianna's hole and went and thrust his penis into her mouth, leaving the field free for the other. My wife's head moved up and down passionately on the man's flesh and he began to groan and press her onto him. Meanwhile his friend was licking Yianna's pussy maniacally and as he brought her to orgasm, the other came inside her mouth and on her tits. Watching all this from behind the bush, I had finished three times, jerking off. As soon as the two men got back on their jet ski and moved away, I returned. Yianna was just coming out of the sea at that moment and, after we talked about what had happened, we agreed it was a wonderful experience and that we would definitely do it again if given the opportunity.