New Year's Eve sport-fucking and sex partying is a hobby my wife and I both enjoy - we look forward to it every year.
One of my fondest memories was a spontaneous encounter, with a random party-goer/stranger. We were attending a gala event at a downtown Dallas luxury hotel. I had a notion that I was going to get KK fucked that night, but no real plan, nothing pre-arranged. KK was wearing a long black sequined evening gown, "fuck me" heels, stockings, and a corset - no panties - that night. I convinced her to wear that outfit, handpicked by me, sexy as hell.
During the event, KK enjoyed her gin & tonic, getting nicely tipsy and completely uninhibited, totally flirtatious, and brazenly dancing with random strangers, teasing, cutting loose. She had an obvious favorite out of the crowd, a guy she danced with probably a half dozen times. The capper was initiated by her instructions: "Go ask him if he'd like to come up to our suite and fuck me. Tell him you're OK with it, that you like to watch."
Embarrassed, and slightly humiliated by KK's command, I followed through, and asked the stranger if he'd like to fuck my wife while I watched. There was no hesitation on his part. On the elevator ride up to our suite, KK loudly, unabashedly exclaimed, "He's got a really big cock baby - I felt it through his pants!"
Once we got into our suite, there was no dallying - KK stripped out of her gown, leaving her heels, stockings, and corset in place. She bent over against the railing on the picture window, tits hanging out of her corset, offering herself to the guy. I watched him fuck her from behind, ultimately pressing her against the glass, grunting, groaning, filling my wife with his cum.
They fucked on the floor, on the bed, the desk, the bathroom countertop, and in the shower. The guy was horse-hung! Watching KK suck and fuck him was intensely erotic.