It was 1960 and my husband and I had just bought a house in an adorable little suburb of Baltimore. I was only twenty one and George was ten years older than me but he looked young and the age difference did not show. I had a great husband with a great job and now we had a wonderful home.

Not being the sort of people to socialize, I was a little worried about the tight group of young couples that always abound in the suburbs. Eveybody welcomed us with casseroles, jellies and miscellaneous other gifts. Every couple carefully checking out what their buddies had brought. Nobody desired to have the least impressive gift. We soon discovered that there were a few different tribes or factions of buddies. Our immediate neighbors were all fine and buddiely but we soon found that our interests matched those of one more group of families that eveybody else seemed to label unsociable. That suited us just fine.

After several months of turning down a few barbeque invitations we discovered that all the so-called "unsociables" were in fact close buddies and they did occasionally have parties and such, they simply did not do it every Friday. George and I liked that schedule much better and soon found ourselves part of this crowd when we attended our 1-st house party. Unlike the usual burbs parties, this was just a casual get together of about eight couples.. We had light refreshments, a little music and lots of quiet, non-competitive conversation. For once, I felt like I might stand to live in the suburbs.

We found ourselves attending these parties about every two months and after nearly a year we decided that it was time to throw one ourselves. Despite the fact that I was very young, I rapidly learned all there was to throwing a house party. George was glad since he might never bring himself to such a task. Each party that we went to, we were the last to arrive and the 1-st to leave. We were unsociable even within the unsociables. We never dressed up for parties, we rarely initiated conversation and we never told funny jokes or stories. Yet within this crowd, we were very welcome and never felt as if they resented us or spoke badly of us. We felt no pressure to throw our own party, we simply desired to return the favour.

A few weeks before we declared the party I mentioned the idea to one of our new buddies. Alice informed me that the New Years party typically went a little later than most and that it was one of the few occasions where the party goers sometime became intoxicated. Last years party had been held at one of the non-drinking couples houses and while they did not mind people drinking, they did not provide any alcohol. Party had been fine but a few of the couples would have been more comfortable drinking at one more house. Alice was very glad that we were considering hosting the celebration of the New Year.

I hadn't even thought about it before, yet now I understood that a few of the couples did not drink. While George same well as I drink occasionally, we very much disliked the way some people get drunk and make fools of themselves. part of what we liked about this crowd I suppose. However, since we had decided to host the New Year celebration, we stocked the house with champagne, beer, wine and a large selection of hard liquor.

Since I was now a hostess, I decided treat myself to a new dress for the party. I also made an appointment to spend a few hours at the beauty parlor. While I rarely dressed up, I felt stunning. I've dark eyes and fair skin and the dress I picked out was a white knee length dress tight at the waist and had small red polka dots all over it. My dark brown hair was done up same well as Jackie and for sure I was wearing very painful torpedo bra that pointed my boobs out like the great pyramids. For an unsociable gal, I was very fashionable. As the couples arrived, the ladies all complimented me and their husbands all politely undressed me with their eyes in quick enough glances to not be althat noticeable.

This crowd was a very low maintenance group by 1960 standards so instead of filling drinks and fussing about guests, we were able to love ourselves and just mingle as if we were guests in our own home. I had a few glasses of champagne and by ten o'clock I had to launch pacing myself to stay awake for midnight. About half of the guests had been drinking but no one seemed overly intoxicated. Our parties never had involved dancing before but we had a television on and as part of the New Year show there was many of music. A few people would just begin dancing whenever a song came on. Party was already a enormous success in my opinion and I was on top of the world. I had never felt so beautiful or happy in my living.

As midnight came closer, nearly eveybody was dancing to each slow number that came on. I danced with George for sure and also had the pleasure of dancing with nearly all the other men present. Lighting was subtle. Music was soft and everything seemed excellent. I can staggered or fallen over on my own, yet I continually had a strong young man to gently hold me around the waist to keep me stable. They all seemed so strong and sensuous. Can be it was the alcohol, yet every man there looked and felt incredibly good. Each time one of their hands would touch my hand or waist, I felt electricity. I would have given anything to put my hands all over each of their chests, buttocks and penises. In my mind, I did. I felt wonderful.

With just about five minutes to go before midnight, I began to wonder who I would be next to for my New Years kiss. I decided that whoever was near me would get a grefirstly kiss of the year. So I also decided that I would deliver a few kisses in the 1-st minute of the year. My sex began to moisten as I thought of kissing every man there. Real kisses. Passionate kisses. Kisses with tongues, teeth, noses and chins melded together.

Midnight was no disappointment for me. Eveybody seemed to be in the spirit of the moment. I was with one more lady's husband dancing as the crowd counted down with the television programme to twelve. Just as we received to one...I began kissing my dance partner. We kissed deeply for at least ten seconds. I peeked and noticed eveybody else kissing, shouting and dancing. Two people next to us were kissing passionately. I knew that they weren't married to each other so I instantly plunged my tongue into my partners mouth. He responded positively. I found one more victim. We kissed for something like thirty seconds....arms around each other and our bodies pressed tightly. I kissed and kissed...moved from man to man till I had tasted the saliva of each man in the room. So it looked as if my true enjoy George had done the same to every ladies there. With each kiss I received a little braver and a little more passionate.

I found a good radio station and we all danced and kissed for over two more hours. Finally around two o'clock, people began to leave two by two. An hour later there were only three couple left and we had each found a dance-kiss partner other than our spouse. I watched George as he would gently sway with Maryanne for several minutes, stop, kiss her and begin to dance again. Invoice and I would do just the opposite, kiss passionately for a few minutes and break to dance for just a 2-nd or two. Invoices wife Alice, was dancing with Maryanne's husband Jack. At one point I noticed Jack's hand on her butt. I turned Invoice around hoping that he would see and take heed. He did. It felt so wonderful to have his hand on my ass. I rapidly returned the favour.

Six of us danced and kissed to the music for something like an hour. We drank more and kissed a lot more. Occasionally I would go over to George and give him a big kiss just to ensure he was ok with me getting so buddiely with Invoice. He kissed me and looked at me as if I were the one and only true enjoy of his living. Then he would go back to kissing Maryanne as if it were just a fun thing to do at a party. We were all having a great time.

Soon Maryanne began to swagger just a little and I might tell that she can have had also much to drink. George would prop her up as best he might, yet there was no denying that she was drunk. He helped her to a chair and came over to Invoice and I. He wrapped his arms around us, both and began to dance with us. He pronounced that he was will offer to let Maryanne lie on our bed since she was tired. Invoice agreed that it was a good idea. I told George to ensure that she was comfortable and to help her undress if she desired to. He looked at me inquisitively. Jack and Alice danced by and Jack agreed to the plan. He commented that his wife's clothes were probably uncomfortable and that possibly she is supposed to at least remover her bra. George left to the bedroom, I wondered how far this would go. Thought made me wet. I understood how uncomfortable my own bra was and became jealous of Maryanne.

Shortly after my husband had left to the bedroom with Maryanne, I suggested to Invoice that he accompany me to the kitchen. As we received there, I immediately kissed him hard. We kissed even more passionately that we had earlier and in a moment of wish, I felt his panties. He was hard as a rock. I gently traced his member as we continued to kiss. My mind was wandering. Which was George doing right now? So what about the couple left alone in the living room? House was silent....or can be it was just my own blood pounding in my head that kept me from hearing. I was now alone with Invoice and I hoped that I would be for a while.

We kissed and felt every inch of every others body. His hands roamed over each of my boobs, my neck, my waist. My hands felt his butt, his back, his wang We were both fully clothed yet we were getting very familiar with every curve and bump of every others body.

Curiosity was getting the best of me so I told Invoice that I had to use the bathroom. As I went thru the living room I saw Jack and Alice sitting on the couch kissing. They were still fully clothed. I rapidly went to the hallway and down toward the bathroom and bedroom. I desired to see if George was making enjoy to Maryanne and I was decided that if he was, I was will go back to the kitchen and fuck Invoice. Half of me desired to see him doing it with her, half of me did not. Light was off in the bedroom but the door was wide open. I might see a shadow of someone on the bed but it looked like it was just one person. I simply couldn't be sure. I entered the room to look closer at the still figure on the bed. Had she gone to sleep? Did they already have sex?

Room was fairly light but the spot where the bed was did not have much moonlight shining on it so I couldn't be sure if she was alone in bed. I saw movement out of the corner of my eye and as I turned and looked, there on the floor were both of them. They were fucking slowly on a blanket with George on top and her legs up in the air. Shadow on the bed was merely their clothes. George saw me and stopped. He asked if I was ok. Maryanne looked worried. I pronounced that I was so happy and that I was sorry for interrupting them. All of us laughed and I rapidly kissed him. It was such a unusual wonderful feeling to kiss him while his dick was inside one more lady. I felt a rush of energy as I rapidly removed all of my clothes, put on my robe and padded out of the bedroom and down the corridor. Whole time I was undressing, they were slowly screwing and watching me.

As I peeked into the living room, I saw that Jack and Alice were still dressed but obviously had been feeling under each others clothes. As hostess, I felt obliged to help break the ice. I removed my robe and walked into the living room bare naked. They both looked at me and smiled. I kissed each of them on the lips. Jack 1-st, after that Alice. I had not kissed one more female on the lips since forth grade and this kiss certainly had a lot more meaning to it as Alice gently slipped her tongue into my mouth. I left them alone and went to the kitchen. Invoice looked so happy to see me. My nudity made him beam like a child in a candy store.

Among seconds we had him stripped. I had him like on his back on the kitchen table as I climbed on top. My knees were on each side of his wonderful ass and I lowered myself onto him. My boobs begged to be touched and he obliged with forceful yet gentle hands and fingers. His meat felt so muggy and solid inside me. I lost all control of my vocal chords as I moved myself gently up and down on his dick. At 1-st it was just soft quiet moans but as my speed picked up, I began to yell. Every time I lowered myself it felt as if he received larger. He pushed so far into me that I felt that I would explode.

One day I came, the whole house knew. So perhaps the next door neighbors. I yelled at the top of my lungs uncontrollably. My legs clencheed around Invoice and soon my body went limp. I fell on his chest with my boobs pressed flat against him.

After we came to, we I ventured into the living room in time to see his wife Alice bent over the arm of the couch with Jack pounding into her. Sight excited us so much that among seconds Invoice was hard again. I walked to the other end of the couch, bent over the arm and found myself ear to ear with Alice. Invoice rapidly entered my pussy from behind. As we girls lay with our heads that close, we might easily talk as we were being fucked. This day I was plenty composed and enjoyed hearing Alice describe how she felt with Jack inside of her and her husband inside of me. We kissed. One day the guys saw this, they both went mad. Jack came instantly and Alice seemed to be in excellent sync with him. Invoice took several more minutes but soon I might feel him swell and burst inside of me. All of us laid on the floor exhausted.

George and Maryanne soon joined us and I can't remember who suggested it but we all switched partners again and before I knew it, George was fucking Alice, Invoice was fucking Maryanne and I was getting it from Jack. This day Alice was on top of George and Jack was on top of me. As we were laying living room floor and very close to each other, I felt Georges hand on mine. Soon we were holding hands, fingers interlocked, as we enjoyed the intimacy of our buddies.

Over the years, our parties never seemed to be that extream or that enjoyable. We still attended several each year and always went to the New Years party. However, the thrill of that one night wasn't ever topped. Sure, we kissed new people, flirted a lot, can be felt someone's privates for several seconds. However, the magic of having sex with just the right combination of people never happened again. I met and made enjoy with Jack same well as Invoice a few times after that night. It was always enjoyable but I felt that I was neglecting George when I did it. George and Maryanne still get together a couple of times a year but he's still madly in enjoy with me and I think that he does it more for her self esteem than his own pleasure. Alice and Invoice divorced and she now has a female partner. I joined them a few times out of curiosity but never felt like my lifestyle.

George and I still talk about that one night whenever we want to get worked up before making enjoy. It was defiantly a unforgettable evening for all of us.