Christmas parties were always the same. This one wasn’t even with Dan’s co-workers, but he’d come out at the behest of his wife, Noel. Cheesy music blared from the speakers in the stuffy banquet hall, the more contemporary releases being notably more offensive than the usual stuff. The hall was littered with round tables that forced conversation had been decorated with festive reds and greens, and gaudy tinsel hung from every spare surface while a miserable looking plastic tree sat in the middle of the room with empty boxes decorated to look like presents beneath it.
Dan stared around the room wondering who else was stuck in the same position he was. A few of the teachers he’d met before; he was thankful the kids weren’t there too. One thing he could openly admit was that teachers knew how to party – underpaid, underappreciated, and after a long week looking after other people’s crotch goblins obviously required a whole lot of unwinding at the end of it all. He rose his beer to his lips and eyed the room over the rim of the glass as he sipped the last lukewarm, flat dregs from his beer.
Beside him his wife was chatting away with Evan, a co-worker and his wife. With the conversational topic inevitably drifting to work, Dan and Evan’s wife were pretty left out. It wouldn’t be so bad if the two of them weren’t separated by Evan and Noel sitting between them and had each other to talk to, but she sat there twiddling away on her phone with a bored expression, occasionally lifting her gin and tonic to her lips to take a sip, eyes entirely fixed on her phone.
She wasn’t a bad looking girl, one strip of her hair straightened in the front on her fringe and perfectly maintained eyebrows but her teeth were a little large – nobody’s perfect though. She’d framed her mouth nicely with a delicately sparkling lip gloss. After staring vacantly for a moment, Dan decided to go up and get more drinks since there wasn’t anything else going on.
“Another one?” He asked the group, but Evan’s wife was deeply focused on her phone and Evan was deeply focused on Noel. Without a response, he stood himself up quietly and shuffled off between the tables and around the dance floor over to the bar area. Unlike the clubs from his misspent youth, there wasn’t a sea of people to fight through to attract the attentions of the barkeep. A woman with a buzzcut and tattoos riding beneath her rolled up black shirt approached with a slight nod rather than words, ready for his order.
“Uh, I’ll do…” he looked over to his table. There were just the four of them sitting there way in the back, away from the school’s higher-ups in case of any drunken shenanigans or overheard shit-talking. Sure enough Evan was still chatting to Noel, laughing with hands flying around expressively. As he looked, she even gave him the subtle post-laugh shoulder touch. They were getting friendly. A sour feeling churned his stomach. Still, Christmas was about two things for an adult; getting together with friends and family, and getting blasted. Dan had very little of the former, and with the one person here for him currently otherwise occupied, he decided to focus on the latter.
He made up his mind. “Double gin and tonic with no ice, one pint of Stella, one large pinot, and a pint of Heineken.” She got to making the order, plopping a tray down on the side of the bar ready for the drinks. He looked back over again while she filled the glasses. They were still getting a little too friendly. When the barkeep arrived back, Dan decided to add a little more fun to the order.
“Best do four shots of …” He eyed the back row of glimmering bottles of all shapes and colours, wondering what the best option might be. “Uh… fireball?”
The bar woman nodded in response and went off to get the shots. Glancing over once more, he could see his wife getting dangerously close to Evan, talking closely into his ear to avoid shouting over the mumbling crowds. He wanted the barkeep to hurry up so he could keep an eye on them, since Evan’s wife clearly wasn’t. He quickly paid in cash and scooped up the tray, leaving behind the change as a tip. On his way back winding around the round tables and bobbing in and out of passers by he locked eyes on them to see what they were getting up to, and what he was missing out on.
“Here we go.” Dan said to the group, sliding between Evan and his wife to put down the drinks.
“Ah – shots? Aren’t we too old for this?” Evan piped up.
“You’re only as old as you feel!” Noel added with a smile. It was enough to get Evan’s wife to look away from her phone for just a moment, placing it down on the table to take her shot glass face up so she could still see her notifications.
“I’m going to feel a hundred in the morning after all this…” Evan complained weakly, but he was already daintily lifting the tiny glass between his thick fingers. Dan had never noticed just how tall he was before. Not freakishly so, but enough to be attractive to the girls. Dan compared his size to that of his wife, only 5’3.
“To Christmas?” Dan questioned the group, raising his tiny glass aloft. They all raised theirs in reply, clinking them lightly as not to spill the precious liquid inside. “To Christmas!” they repeated. As the name might imply, the fireball went down with a delicious cinnamon burn. No sooner had the glasses been put down on the table than they were back at it, talking among themselves and leaving Dan and Evan’s wife right out of the action.
With nothing better to do, Dan decided this would be a good juncture to use the bathroom. He didn’t mention it to the others, who were already clearly preoccupied with each other. Twiddling away on his phone he sat down in one of the stalls and scrolled through some memes idly, his finest pair of jeans by his ankles in a crumpled pile.
It had only been a minute or so until somebody else came in. Listening to the footsteps, it sounded like they left again. Muffled from the stall and doors, he could just make out a woman’s voice outside the room.
“But what if someone comes in?” she was saying in a half-hesitant tone that failed to hide the excited other half. “We’re both mar-“ her sentence was cut short by tittering schoolgirl giggles and the sound of the door closing.
“So what if someone comes in, you’ll just have to be quiet.” Came the growling reply. It was Noel and Evan. A disgusted panic quickly set in – Dan had no idea what he should do, go out and confront them, or leave and return to the table and pretend this wasn’t happening, or…
His train of thought was interrupted by the cubicle next to him slamming shut and locking. Heavy breathing sounds and light moans accompanied sucking and kissing noises, shuffling fabric and the occasional bump against the walls.
“Do you have a condom?” Dan heard his wife whisper between breaths. There was a moment of silence before she added; “give me that.”
His curiosity getting the better of him, Dan leaned down and checked beneath the stall. He was right, it was Evan and Noel. She was now kneeling down and ripping open the little square packet with her teeth, staring right up at the towering man with lust-laden eyes. She held the packet in her hand while she unbuttoned his jeans with her tongue, nibbling on the zipper as she yanked it down. All this without breaking eye contact. Dan hadn’t seen her like this in a long time, so eager, so willing to please, so sexually unrefined to the point that it was nothing more than an animalistic lust.
As disheartening it was to see her with another man, especially one she had such close contact with on a daily basis who could fuck her all the time at work with nobody around, there was no denying that seeing her like this was hot.
His throbbing dick popped out of his boxers and she pushed the condom over the tip of her tongue, pushing it onto him with her lips all the way down. Slowly, slowly, still giving him those doe eyes until his dick filled her throat. As she pushed the final inches in she let out little gasping moans and reached down between her legs to rub at herself. He grumbled a long low moan at the feeling of his cock sinking down her tight tunnel.
“Evan, you’re so fucking big… you’re huge.”
Dan whipped out his phone, checked it was on silent, and positioned himself to be standing on the white porcelain with the angle to hold the phone over the top of the cubicle.
“Yeah? Bigger than Dan? When was the last time you took something like this?” Evan asked. “It’s been … a long time.” She replied, gripping it in her hand and gently wanking him off as she nibbled at him.
He lifted her up with ease and pushed her against the cubicle door, holding her completely aloft as he positioned himself between her legs. All Dan could do now was watch. Despite the audacity and betrayal, his own dick was pressing against his jeans and buckling as it strained for release. He took it out and rubbed it slowly, trying not to make a noise loud enough that might stop the show.
Evan started grasping at her thighs with an animalistic desire, all semblance of restraint thrown out the window. The tights she had been wearing were ripped off, torn and thrown aside as he pulled at her panties while biting at her neck. Dan knew that was the right spot, just below the ear. For another man to find that spot and use it against her, to reach that level of intimacy… he felt like he wasn’t needed, that this man could better fill her desires. Finally he slid inside of her, giving her inch after delicious inch with a girth that spread her out wide.
“Oh shit – Evan, oh my god you’re huge!” Noel huffed as she gasped at the intense feeling.
“I’ve wanted this since you started working at the school.” Evan panted as he thrust with a slow rhythm. “I’ve been watching that ass as you walked down the hallways.”
He dropped her down and spun her around. There was a little squeak as she was unsure of what he was doing, but submitted to him nonetheless. Gripping her by the back of the neck he pushed her forward and she raised her hands against the stall door with a thump. Positioning himself behind her now, he guided his dick back inside her slick hole.
“Fuck, Evan, fuck!” Noel moaned as he picked up speed, filling her dripping cunt entirely. The smell now was unmistakable, if someone were to walk in they would immediately know what was going down. Sweat, sex, and alcohol wafted from the stall next door. Still filming, Dan masturbated more furiously now as Evan pounded his wife with greater voracity, the sound of his balls slapping against her dripping cunt echoing around the room.
“Take it off.” Dan heard her whisper. Evan slowed down, but kept going. “Take it off – cum inside me.” The tone in her voice was desperate, greedy.
“I’m not trying to get you pregnant-” he began to contest, but she interrupted him.
“I’ll say it’s his, just- oh fuck- just cum inside me… please…”
Sure enough, he pulled out for a moment and dropped the condom to the floor. He positioned himself again and pushed back inside her, moaning deeply at the feeling of being inside her without the barrier between them.
“Fuck, you’re so tight.” He huffed out.
He reached a pace Dan would never have been able to maintain with deep strokes that slammed against her innermost reaches, pounding away and slapping her ass while he held her hair around his other hand. Her butt cheeks rippled at each thrust, hot red marks from his hand appearing on each cheek.
At last, he made a few final thrusts, long, deep, complete lunges from the very tip of his aching dick down to the base as he blew wad after wad of sticky, hot cum inside her. He left it inside for a moment to give her every last drop before she gasped at the feeling of sudden emptiness as he left her.
After they’d recovered and re-dressed, sticky and sweaty and stinky, they hurried their way back to the party. Dan took his phone to watch it back, gripped his cock, and got to work. Maybe it wasn’t going to be such a bad Christmas after all.
Chapter 2
It’d been a few weeks since Evan had fucked Dan’s wife for the first time. Ever since then he couldn’t get the excitement out of his mind of meeting with her behind everyone’s back. He was a bit of a douchebag, but the ladies loved that anyway, so it was no skin off his back. Confidence was everything.
He sat at home with his feet up on the coffee table, his phone in one hand and a can of beer in the other. Mandy lay in front of him in a downward dog pose atop a turquoise yoga mat, waving her rear in the air in nothing but her underwear but there was only one thing he had on his mind. Noel had just sent him a message.
‘You free tonight babe? Dan is out with the boys tonight, so we’ve got a free house.’
He tapped away with a reply almost immediately.
‘That sounds like a great time to me. I’ll be over as soon as I can.’
Dan glanced up at his wife’s ass, scanning the outline of her pussy pressed up against her panties. He’d love to get her involved in all this, but now wasn’t the right time. She didn’t know about them just yet. He stood up and positioned himself behind her as she held the position, rocking his hips into her.
“I’m heading out tonight, babe. Don’t wait up.”
“Mmmm, you’re going to leave me all hot and bothered? What am I supposed to do? Where are you even going?”
“Gonna watch the game with the guys. I’ll be back late.” He gave her ass a firm spanking and one big thrust before walking out with a wink. He took a shower and made sure he was fresh for Noel before taking the keys to his car and heading out.
He’d put on his best shirt and aftershave, something he hadn’t done for his wife for years now. He was dressed to impress the one woman that he wanted more than anything, even if they were both otherwise taken.
As he pulled up to the house, Dan was just leaving. He saw him pull out of the driveway and drive off into the distance before parking outside the front of the house and checking down the street to make sure he wasn’t coming back.
He almost skipped down the driveway with excitement, but he didn’t even have to knock on the door. On the other side, Noel was already waiting for him in a silky nightgown. It seems she was ready for this.
“Good timing.” She growled, grabbing him by the shirt and pulling him inside. “I just got rid of him, so we’ve got all night.”
“And you’ve saved yourself for me?” He asked, grabbing her by the waist and lifting her up on to a side table by the door, knocking off keys and a photo frame.
“Yes, he hasn’t touched me since. He wanted to, but …”
“But you’re mine, now.” Evan caressed the side of her face with the back of his hand and cupped her chin in his palm before leaning in to kiss her. Her eyes immediately close and she reciprocated, wrapping her legs around his waist and pulling him in tight as her arms draped around his muscular shoulders.
The kissing started out slow, with long drawn out movements of passion that quickly descended into a scrambling, needy embrace as they explored each other. The furious desire quickly got to Evan as his cock began to rise, pressing against the fabric of his jeans as it yearned out for attention. She felt it, nudging against her opening and she writhed against it with animalistic autonomy. Even through the layers he could feel the heat burning from her as her body awoke to the primal desires within her.
He grabbed her ass and lifted her from the table, still making out with the petite girl as he carried her through the house. They bumped into walls, tables, chairs on their way, all the while grabbing and touching every part of each other until he finally threw her down onto the sofa in the living room right in front of the open window. As he lifted her shirt she whimpered a small protest.
“What if – ah – what if somebody sees?” He bit at her neck and tweaked a breast in one hand, her puffy nipple pulled and flicked between his fingers.
“Let them see.” He huffed in her ear, ringing his tongue around its folds and nibbling on her lobe. He pressed his tongue into that sensitive spot where her skull and jaw met, the nerve endings lighting up and making her legs quiver.
His throbbing member was painful from being so restricted, bulging and angry at its restraint. He couldn’t take it anymore, unzipping and unbuttoning his jeans as he stared down at Noel’s face and exposed breasts. She looked up at him with anticipation and bit her lip, ready to receive him. She was so eager that she pulled down the silver silken shorts she wore beneath the matching gown exposing her glistening slit, freshly shaved and moist already as her lips widened to let her inner folds swell.
“Oh fuck, you’re so ready for me baby.” Evan grunted out as he gripped his cock in his fist.
He wriggled in between her legs and pushed against her opening with teasing thrusts, poking and prodding at her entrance just enough for her to feel it widening and opening, making her want more, demand more.
“Shit, Evan – you’re so girthy.”
He chuckled. “His little pencil dick can’t please a woman like this.”
“I need your cock, Evan. I need it.”
“I know you do, baby girl. Someone as hot as you shouldn’t have to go unsatisfied.” He continued pressing against the ring of muscle that led inside her. “Ask me nicely.”
“No, it’s embarrassing.” She flushed red, but he knew she needed it.
“So you’ll just go back to having that tiny dick? You want that pussy fucking you?”
“… please.” She whispered. “Please fuck me with your monster dick.”
He grinned and slowly plunged inside her with ease. She was so wet, so slick, and the inside of her pussy was puffy and already squeezing at his girth. Noel gasped at the size of it as it spready her out and filled her right to the cervix – there was no comparison between the two men.
“Ah! Jesus shit, you’re so hard…”
“He can’t get hard like this. He’s a little bitch, and you deserve better than that. A girl like you needs a good hard fucking.”
He ploughed in and out of her, blasting her down into the cushions of the couch. She couldn’t help but push herself back into it as he fucked her, losing control of the muscles in her body as his huge cock took control over her. He gripped her by the throat and squeezed, taking her for his own.
“Who owns this pussy?”
“Y-you do…” she squeaked.
They were both too busy to notice Dan pulling back into the driveway. He’d seen the car parked in the street outside his house and parked up. It was only from the corner of his eye that he saw the two of them through the front window.
The sofa squeaked and creaked beneath their collective force and the musky smell of sex filled the air. Evan rolled her over onto her front and grabbed her by the waist, taking full control of her body as he lined himself back up again and pushed back inside her right down to the base of his dick. He ploughed her with deep thrusts now that angled right onto her g-spot. She couldn’t take it and bit down onto a pillow to stop herself screaming out as her eyes rolled back and her legs quivered and shook violently. With a heavy slap, Evan landed his palm flat on her ass and spanked her.
Dan had now left the car and sidled up to the window to get a better look at who was in the house. He didn’t recognise the car, but as he peered into the steamy window he saw exactly who it was. His heart sank at the sight of it happening again – the Christmas party clearly wasn’t enough. He didn’t even realise it, but he was already pulling out his phone and poking it at the window, filming it happening before his eyes. He didn’t know if he should use it as evidence of her infidelity or wank material, but all eh could do was stand there with his mouth agape and watch as his wife was ploughed and bred by this absolute stallion of a man.
Evan twisted his hand around her hair and pulled it back, forcing her head up in the air and her back to arch to give him a deeper angle.
“Fuck fuck fuuuuck- you’re so fucking deep Evan, don’t stop.”
He picked up speed and fucked her faster than Dan ever could. Evan worked out, and it showed in his stamina. Dan couldn’t even get that fast, let alone keep it up. Evan pulled her up from her position and sat her right down on his lap, holding tight onto her hips with one hand and toying with a breast in the other.
“If you want this cum, you have to earn it baby.” He growled to her. She immediately got to work gyrating atop him, all the while giving him a show as she stared deeply into his eyes and touched herself atop him. Her juiced leaked down onto the sofa and dribbled onto Evan’s legs.
Dan still gawped through the window and held his phone up high. He couldn’t help but notice how much bigger he was, how much more muscular he was, and how well he was fucking his wife. The envy was tearing him apart, he wished he could be fucking her like that. His dick tugged at his pants, threatening to escape. He wanted to pull it out and jerk off, but was worried there might be people watching, although if they were they were already getting a show.
Noel turned around giving Dan a perfect view of her heart-shaped curves and started pumping her ass up and down in the air while he thrusted from beneath her.
“There’s a good girl, drain that cum from this cock.” Dan grunted as he thrust into her in time with her bounces. He could feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge, the swelling in his prostate getting closer and closer to the edge of erupting. “I’m so close baby, do it.”
“Ugh you’re so big… Breed me… breed me, fuck…” she uttered between breaths. Her legs still trembled, and she could barely hold herself up anymore. Taking matters into his own hands, Dan grasped her by the curve of her waist and held her aloft; he was going to finish this himself.
Completely in mid-air, held up by his strong arms he rocked her back and forth over his cock until he finally reached the limit. His head tilted back in pure ecstasy and his cock pulsated as he shot globs of hot cum inside Dan’s wife. She could feel it twitch and throb inside her as it pushed its sticky liquid into her pussy. Finally, he let her down and pulled out – a sticky stream of semen still attached from his tip to her entrance trailed and dropped to the floor. A few seconds later, streams of pearly white seed dribbled from her. Her hair was a mess, she was glistening with sweat and Dan could see her legs still shaking like electricity was zapping through her. He put his phone down and moved away from the window, putting his back to the wall.
His mind raced – was he even worthy of having her as a wife when other men could fuck her that well? How could he ever breed her like that? No wonder she was going for other guys if that’s what she was missing out on. Dan pulled his phone out again and pressed play, nursing the attention-hogging boner that consumed his thoughts. Fuck it was hot to get cheated on.