It was a dark and stormy night… Ok OK, so it wasn’t really. I just wanted to get your attention. Actually it had been a beautiful day made more so after I received the purple invitation to a party. It had been a rough day at work despite the warm sunny weather. I’d been working hard on a huge merger. We’re talking about millions of dollars. That type of money can get to a guy, even if it isn’t his. Hmmm probably more so since it isn’t his. Anyway… it went well with only the few minute details needing to be hammered out. I was thankful it was all over with. I could now concentrate on nothing, well except the party. I’d only been to one of Mark’s parties, but that was all I needed to be hooked. He and I bumped into each other at my office. He was looking for a cutthroat lawyer to settle a contract dispute. I was of course, the best in the biz so he came to me. After an afternoon of talking shop, he invited me to dinner. I met him and his wife at one of the snazzy restaurants in town. She was absolutely breath taking. As we made idle conversation, it twisted over to sex. She was talking about different kinds of fetishes and how it’s surprising to find out the people you least expected were into. I had been interested in bukkake for a while. Buying videos, magazines, Internet subscriptions, but I’d never actually been to a party. I didn’t think they actually happened. Not only that, Christie was right. Fetishes tend to be taboo and stereotyped. I never thought anyone would understand why I loved it.
I decided to take the first step and talked about my interest in the fetish. Both Mark and Christie looked at each other and smiled. "Oh you’ve gone and done it now. They’re gonna think you’re a freak." I tried to smile and shake my nervousness. Christie put her little hand on top of mine and winked. "No need to be nervous hon, we understand." I thought she was just being sarcastic at first. I mean, let’s face it, even the most mainstream fetishes are not widely accepted. Mark read my emotions as they ran across my face. "Steven, man, calm down. What Christie is trying to tell you is that we throw those parties. I’ve even had a photographer there several times for photo shoots." I about fell out of my chair. This couldn’t be real. They had to be pulling my leg. I probed a bit to see if what I was hearing was true or their way of entertainment. I asked them when they got started, how many people were there, where the parties took place. And after each question was a well-formed answer, complete with all the accurate facts that go along with bukkake. I was satisfied. I couldn’t help but think this was still too good to be true.
As we waded through our dessert Mark invited me to one of their parties that coming weekend. I agreed. He told me I could just watch if I didn’t feel comfortable. Trust me, I’ve been watching long enough. I wanted in on the action. I felt my cock stir in my pants as I let my mind wander about what I would do, the smell of cum, watching whatever beautiful center they had and the release I was aching to have for so long now. Its one thing to jack off while you’re watching a video of it. It’s another thing entirely to be there.
I ended up following Mark and Christie up to their place. Nice place let me add. When we got there, Christie went and made some drinks for each of us. Mark sat down on the opposite side of the couch. We both sat there staring at the TV for a few moments when he turned to me and asked me if I wanted to see a video of one of their parties. I was stoked. I told him I’d love to, although my entire mind was on the up coming party I would be at in person. He popped in the DVD and sat back down on the couch as Christie brought us drinks.
I sipped as I watched, trying not to get too turned on. I didn’t want to be sitting there on Mark and Christie’s couch with a full hard on. It got the best of me. I watched as this gorgeous redhead fondled herself in front of at least forty men. Her pussy glistened in the lights as her body quivered, no doubt in the beginnings of her climax. Her moans were absolutely heavenly. The entire place was quiet as they all (including me) waited with baited breath to hear her cum. My cock was standing at complete attention by now. I moved the small accent pillow from behind my back and put it in my lap. Ok, it was obvious what I was trying to do, but they wouldn’t actually see the head of my cock trying to break free from my pants.
As I returned my gaze to the TV, I noticed Mark wasn’t even trying to hide his hard on and Christie seemed to be fidgeting in her chair. I obviously wasn’t the only one turned on and for some reason I found that comforting. I brought myself back to the show and watched as Mark beat off over that hot redhead and how she squealed wanting more. I had to change positions several times as I continued to watch man after man empty their spunk onto her, time after time.She was completely covered in cum in a short time and loved every moment. I couldn’t wait until the party. Oh how I wanted to cum on her perfect tits!