The Charity Ball

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It had been weeks since our friends convinced us to join them at a “Charity Ball”. Neither one of us was looking forward to, but it was for a good cause, so we agreed.

The day finally arrived and as I buttoned my shirt and put on my tie, I watched with excitement as my wife got dressed. My pulse quickened as she slipped on a seamless nude colored thong and quickened even more as she sat and pulled a pair of platinum silver pantyhose up her legs. I helped her slip her dress on and kissed her on the nape of her neck as I zipped it up. She stepped into a pair of strappy silver heels, buckled the strap and we were out the door.

We arrived at the charity ball and it was not what we were expecting. We were under the impression it was a “formal” dance, but it was more of a “formal costume party”. People were dressed from every era. There were women dressed as “flappers” from the 20’s, people dressed in “wild west” saloon wear, people dressed in 80’s style clothes…It was a hodgepodge of styles. You name it, it was probably there.

We küçükçekmece escort took our seat with our friends. In the process, my wife caught her leg on something on her coat causing a run in her pantyhose. Nothing bad, but still frustrating.

The room was decorated in the same hodgepodge style as the dress. Decorations from every era adorned the room. Each table had their own cake and there were slips of paper on the tables to vote for “King and Queen” of the ball. One of our friends collected them all, along with others from other tables and wrote our names on them, launching a campaign to vote us “King and Queen”.

We had a few drinks and appetizers and shared a few laughs before enjoying our dinner. After dinner, the first song the DJ played was Eric Clapton’s “Wonderful Tonight” – the song we danced to at our wedding. We made our way to the dance floor and danced, holding each other close. Memories of that night filled my mind.

The song ended şişli escort and we made our way back to our table. After a few more songs, they were ready to announce the King and Queen. They said it was the closest it had ever been…1 vote! They called us up along with another couple to announce the winners…and…we lost!

We spent a few more hours enjoying music, dancing and chatting before heading home. My mind raced with the things I wanted to do to my wife. She looked so amazingly hot, not that she doesn’t any other time!

As we were pulling into the garage, I instructed her to only remove her coat and go to the bedroom. I demanded she leave those heels on! They were driving me crazy!

She hesitated but did as I ask.

I didn’t waste any time following her. She reached to remove her heels, but I stopped her, pulled her to me and kissed her. Her hand massaged my throbbing cock through my pants making my knees go weak.

I couldn’t take it! I turned her around, şirinevler escort pulled her dress up and pushed her over the bed! Since those pantyhose were already ruined with the snag, I didn’t hesitate to rip them wide open and pull that sexy little thong to the side.

“Fill me,” she begged as my cock slid between her dripping lips. “Fill me with your cum!” she begged again. I wasted no more time and slipped it inside her! We were both so crazy! I started slow, but when she lifted one leg back, I couldn’t help but grab it. Those legs, those heels, I was ready to lose it!! Two more thrust into that amazing pussy and it was all over. There was no edging, no prolonging the pleasure, no fucking all night long as I had planned. It was just too much! My cock exploded! Cum was dripping out around my pulsing cock as I continued to fuck her, pumping her fuller and fuller with every thrust! There was cum everywhere! On the floor, all over her panties, her pantyhose! Fuck!

I was shaking uncontrollably when I let my cock slip from her fucked and filled pussy! As I did, a huge river of cum poured from her and onto the floor!

We both collapsed on the bed for a moment to catch our breath before cleaning up.

We stripped the rest of the way and crawled into bed, falling asleep in each other’s arms. We may not have been king and queen of the ball, but we certainly had an amazing night!

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