I was a freshman in college and had been working a part-time job in a restaurant. One of the older waiters, Chris, invited me to a Halloween party to be held that night. He said not to worry that he had a costume that I could wear. At his apartment I was surprised to find that I was going as a bride. I took a quick shower and then Chris helped me put on the costume, showed me how the lingerie went on, and zipped up the back of the gown. Some girl came in, put a wig on me, and did my makeup.

When we got to the party at a local bar, things were already swinging. I hung out with my co-worker, drank beer, and smoked some weed for the first time. I was pretty high and tried to stay close to Chris but sometimes a guy would get me aside, kiss me, and grab my ass. A couple hours later I was very mellow and Chris told me that we were going to a private party.

When we got to the party, Chris unzipped the wedding gown and told me to step out of it. I did as he said and we drank and partied some more while I was dressed in my bridal lingerie. Slowly but surely it dawned on me that there weren’t any women at this party. I was high and pretty drunk when he removed the slip and some other lingerie that he said was not revealing enough. I was soon down to stockings, heels, garter belt, and very sheer panties. Men cheered and laughed and exclaimed over the new version of my costume. I was hugged, kissed, stroked and fondled by various men. I spent time sitting on different men’s laps. They kissed me passionately, explored my body over and under the lingerie, made me squirm in their laps, and asked me if I could feel their cocks stiffening. I was very drunk and high by the time someone pulled off my panties. Men began fondling my cock and balls, they rubbed and fingered my ass, and they even sucked my cock. That’s the last thing I remember.

I woke up the next day in bed with two guys. I was stilling wearing some of the lingerie, was sore, and could feel the dried cum on me. I walked out into the living room and a couple other guys laughed and whistled at me. They said we had had a great time and showed me pics. Oh my god! The things that I had done and that had been done to me. I stared in disbelief at the pics and didn’t remember any of it. They told me that unless I wanted the pics sent to friends and family, the party was not yet over. I didn’t want anyone I knew to see those pics. And even if I had wanted to leave, I had no other clothes to wear. So I stayed there all day Saturday and Saturday night. I let them use me as a suck and fuck toy. I don’t know how many cocks I jerked off and sucked, how many asses I licked, how many different guys fucked me, or how many guys came on my face or body. I let myself be handcuffed and tied over a table so my sissy holes were available to be used by anyone. I was spit roasted, double penetrated, and jerked off two guys while I had cocks fucking my mouth and ass. I was the center of a long and intense gang bang.

Sunday morning Chris gave me my clothes back. He drove me to my dorm. I was about to get out of his car but he reached over and pulled me to him. He kissed me and I could hear people walking by the car. He pushed my head down into his lap and made me suck him off. I heard people on the sides of the car laughing and pointing out the guy giving a blow job. He handed me a bag that he told me contained my lingerie. He gave me three pics that showed multiple guys using me and assured me that they had kept the very best pics. He let me get out of the car and before I could close the door he told me that he would see me at work and that they were looking forward to partying with me next weekend.

I was in my mid 20’s, married, and in grad school. My wife was teaching math in middle school and was consumed by her job - up early, prepping, grading homework, in bed early, exhausted on the weekends. When she went to bed, I would go to my friend Chris’ apartment, hang out with him and his roommate, drink beer and smoke. One night it was just Chris and me. His girl friend had moved away for a job weeks ago. He was working as a chef and that night he said he’d had a hard day and that his back was very sore. I offered to massage his back so he put a couple blankets on the floor, laid down, I started rubbing him, and he groaned as I hit the sore muscles. So, I knelt next to him and rubbed his back for quite a while.

I told him I could do a better job if he took his shirt off. He said that he’d feel weird unless I took my shirt off as well, so I did. I rubbed him and was able to really work the muscles. Chris told me there was some massage oil in the bathroom so I got up to get it. When I got back, I straddled his body and sat on his thighs so that I was better positioned. He loved what I was doing as I used the oil, he told me places to rub, and asked me to get his lower back. I tried but his jeans and belt were in the way and I told him to take off his pants and I took mine off. I got astride his body again and really worked his lower back, rubbing my thumbs into the sore muscles, and slipping my hands under the waist band of his underpants. He gasped and then groaned, said that’s the spot.

I tugged his underwear down to make it easier to get to the muscles and he said that I was finally getting the sorest part of his back and that I needed to got even lower down. I said that he’d have to take his underpants off for me to do that. So he let me slip his underwear down his legs and over his feet. Again, since his had come off, I took off mine as well. I got back on him, rubbed his very lower back, and grabbed the cheeks of his ass and squeezed and massaged them. He moaned and asked for more. I rubbed his lower back and then reached up to his shoulders rubbing down his entire back, working the lower back, and massaging his butt. As I reached up to get his upper back, my dick would rub against his ass which felt great and my dick began to stiffen. Chris didn’t notice or at least didn’t say anything about it.

I slid down his legs rubbed his butt and began massaging his thighs, and then his calves and feet. My dick was fully erect and I held it against the soles of his feet as I massaged him. After reaching his feet I worked back up his legs and, rather than straddling him, I got between his legs and spread them further and further apart as I worked up his legs. I worked the muscles of his inner thighs and felt my hands brush against his balls; rather than objecting, he moaned. I rubbed his ass and then reached up to get to work on his neck and upper back, so I slid up so that I was against his ass, and my hot and hard dick slid through his butt crack as I reached up to his shoulders. I began leaning forward and putting more and more of my body against his as I rubbed him.

I slid back to again work his legs and this time I straddled one of his legs so that my dick was rubbing against his thigh and calf. I worked the muscles of his his inner thighs, rubbed his asshole, and slid my hands up to cup and fondle his nuts. He has moaning and obviously enjoying it as much I was or maybe even more. I slid my hands up, took ahold of his cock, fondled it, and stroked it. I was loving it and so was he. As I stroked his cock and fondled his balls, his body tensed I could feel him push back against my dick, I stroked his cock faster and he shuddered and had an explosive orgasm. He filled my hands with his cum.

I got up to clean my hands and we both felt totally ill at ease and embarrassed. He got up and said that he needed to take a shower. I wanted to get in the shower with him, but I wasn’t brave enough to do it. Instead I got dressed and left. My erection throbbed in my pants as I drove home and walked up the stairs. As soon as I was inside, I went in the bathroom and masturbated thinking about what we had done. I had an amazing orgasm and wished that I was again with Chris.