Slowly, carefully, I lifted my knees and spread them apart just enough to make room for my hand without lifting the covers too much. With my left hand...I hooked my thumb under my waistband and lifted it for my right hand to slide down in front of me. At first I just ran the tips of my fingers over myself to incite a ticklish feeling and build my arousal. I’d be lying if I said having my two best friends sleeping on either side of me didn’t escalate the thrill factor. Not that them being there. To say that Michael was turned on would be an understatement. His cock was hard and dripping. It was then that I started thinking that maybe my husband was kinkier than I realized. Maybe my husband was bisexual. Just the thought of it made my pussy quiver. I started thinking I would really like to see Michael with another man. My thoughts were confirmed later that night. After we had both gone to bed that night, I awoke to find Michael not in bed. I heard noises downstairs. When I came quietly. Beautiful is the word to describe it. The party reaction was to hug and kiss anyone in sight, friends, strangers, guys, girls, the police, the ambos, anyone… and enjoy it! Some of the kisses and hugs became a bit more friendly, had to stop the odd grope at times, but was all in a good fun spirit. Then it happened! I was in the arms of this stranger, his arms around me, the kiss lingered, and then our mouths melded as our bodies came close. It felt sooooooooooooooo good. My breasts pressed. I absolutely loved how we both were so fierce and passionate. She then took my dick in her hand and started stroking. Her soft hands on my dick felt fantastic.Just consider the fact that I had been only jerking off for almost 3 months until then because of the lockdown. I had my eyes closed when I felt her lips kiss the tip of my dick.Anjali planted small kisses before swallowing the head entirely. Slowly she took more and more of my dick, and soon she was deep-throating me.I have had many.