1 comments/ 116255 views/ 31 favorites The After Party By: drewriter I awoke to an empty and very messy apartment. The last thing I could remember was the half dozen strippers and the ten guys who were here enjoying them. It was a bachelor party I would not soon forget even if my impending marriage didn't last. Well that wasn't entirely true because I had already forgotten most of last night dalliances. Alcohol of course contributed to that greatly. As strange as it may seem I was certain I had a good time but couldn't remember what it was that I did. The sun streamed in through the glass doors with the beam falling about a foot short of my bed. I sat up and rubbed my eyes sliding my feet out from under the down comforter bringing them to rest on the cold wood floor. I massaged my temple to ease the headache that started as soon as I sat up. From my bed I could see the living room was in disarray. Empty and half-full beer bottles, paper cups and champagne glasses were lined up on the mantle piece. Some were placed on the stereo rack or the TV stand. Still others were stacked up on the table next to the bottles of rum and the empty 2 liter bottles of coke. Looking at all that liquor reminded my bladder that there was pressure there that had to be relieved. I got up headed to the bathroom and looked down to see my cock bouncing happily as I walked. One thing was for sure whatever it was that I did last night I had to be naked to do it. I reached the bathroom and relieved myself. I washed my hands and face in that order then I brushed my teeth to get rid of the stale taste of beer and whatever I had eaten last night. I decided I would shower then clean up a little after all I had a wedding to go to in six hours. After my shower I toweled off, wrapped it around my waist and made my way back to my bedroom. I went into my dresser pulled out my boxers and turned to make up my bed. Something startled me causing my breath to shorten and made me take a step back. A leg was protruding from under my comforter. That's the problem with a California king bed two people can be in it and never touch each other. The leg was bent at a 45 degree angle showing half a butt cheek, her thigh, calf and foot. From looking at the toes I could tell she had recently gotten a pedicure. From the svelte calf and toned thigh. I could tell she was a thoroughbred probably worked out often. My best man had evidently hooked me up with something special last night. He knew I was a picky guy and would have only chosen the best of the best. Ok think, I said to myself. You have a stripper lying naked in your bed on the day you are supposed to get married. Get rid of her! My mind screamed at me. I figured that would be the logical thing to do. Then again my mind countered you have a stripper in your house the day you are supposed to get married. Get rid of her tactfully. She could show up unannounced one day and really, really ruin your day. I sat down next to where I thought her head might be and said good morning. The covers began to curl in on itself until it revealed top of her head. She had dirty blond hair and I could see her complexion was honey almond but I refused to pass judgment until I saw her entire face. A few seconds later I was staring at the most gorgeous pair of green eyes I had ever seen. Her face was stunning. Her lips were ripe and plump. Not full but plump. She only pulled the sheet down to her neck to reveal her face. But now I desperately wanted to see the rest of her. "Good Morning." she answered back. "Would you like some breakfast?" I asked. She eyed me up and down and a wicked smile crossed her face. "I sure do." She said, licking her luscious lips. "How about more of that thick dick and a load of hot cum to go." Her eyes had settled on my penis which was now poking out from my boxers. I was semi-erect when I saw her face. Now as she sat up revealing two magnificent '34B' cup breasts I began to get fully engorged. I crawled up on the bed my cock pointing directly at her. She reached under my balls grabbed my ass and pulled my cock into her mouth. She moved down the entire length of cock pulling me in by inches using only her lips. Once I was completely in her mouth she slid her head back and forth wagging her tongue on the underside of my dick as she did so. She removed me from her mouth with a smacking sound then grabbed my cock and pressed it firmly up against my belly. She started at my balls then slowly worked her way up taking her time to slowly lick both the sides, then underneath before working her way to the top. There she held the head of my cock to her lips then pushed out a wad of spit that slid perfectly down the center of my thickness until it settled in my pubic hair. The she sucked just the head into her mouth alternately sucking hard then soft then hard then soft. Slobbering all over it making sure she teased the part where the shaft and the head met. My headache was gone but my head was still swimming only this time it was in ecstasy. I did all I could not to cum. The spit that pooled at the base of my dick wasn't going to waste. The stripper lubed her had with what was dripping down my balls and began to jerk and suck me at the same time. I grabbed the back of her head and began to fuck her mouth hard. After two or three long strokes I knew I would erupt. I tried to warn her as I started to release but couldn't get the words out. My hips spasmed wildly as I released a torrent of cum. She clamped her lips over my cock and ihaled my semen. She sucked and sucked as if her life depended on it. Cum ran from her lips down the corner of her mouth and dripped onto her breasts covering them in white goo. I held on to the headrest to keep my balance. "You made a mess on tits. Lick them clean!" she commanded. I massaged my cum into her breast rubbing it over the nipple and areola before taking the tit into my mouth. I licked my cum off of it making sure I sucked and bit on her nipples during the process. "Ooh you got me so hot you fucking bastard" she whispered. "Are you gonna make me cum too. I want to cum so bad." She pulled my head away from her breast and looked directly into my eyes. "You gonna' make me cum?" It was more like she was telling than asking and that forcefulness excited me. She kissed me with her mouth still dripping my cum. "Make me cum" she said one last time before lying back on the bed. I reached down and ripped the covers away and froze at what I saw. This woman had perfect 34b's a size 24 waist that rested below a 4 pack of muscle and a cock almost the same length and girth of mine staring me in the face. "What's wrong?" she asked. "You didn't have any problems last night! Suck it bitch!" I couldn't remember what I did last night but alcohol definitely played a role. What excuse would I have now other than the fact that I wanted to taste it. I was appalled and turned on at the same time. I took the cock into my mouth sucking it the way I would a lollipop. I went over her bulbous head first then down the sides. I was also trying to emulate what had been done to me. Her hips began to come off the bed to meet my mouth. "That's a good boy, yes papi. Suck it. Like that. Si papi!" I hadn't notice before but did now that she was of Hispanic origin. "Like that papi si, si!!" she continued. I spat on her cock swirling the spit with my tongue down the sides. I held the base of her cock and slapped it over my lips and cheek. Kissing it, sucking it, licking it, worshipping it. "Put a finger in my ass papi." She instructed. So I inserted one finger. "Put another one in." I inserted a second. I was amazed at how effortlessly my fingers slid in. I began to finger fuck her ass while I combo jerked and sucked her cock. "I wanna cum inside your culo chulo." Before I could really respond she jumped up and flipped me on my back. Her hand shot to the underside of my knees and she pressed them to the side and back exposing and opening up my ass at the same time. Her tongue darted to my balls first she lifted one then the other with her tongue. Then it slid down to the area that separated my balls from my ass. She sucked only that area alone applied a little pressure and my cock started springing back to life. Finally she worked her way down into my asshole. Her tongue flicked over the rim then darted in and out of my ass. "You like how I tongue fuck your ass?" "Yes. Oh god yess!!" I hissed. "You gonna let me fuck your ass?" "Yes." I responded again. "You wouldn't let me fuck your sweet ass drunk but you'll let me do it sober? Right!" "Yes, I want to feel your cock inside my ass." After each question and response she would dive into my ass. She licked it, spit in it and sucked it so good I thought I would cum on myself. She took the time to kiss each cheek. Then she put the flat of her tongue at my anal opening and licked up and down. The she switched to using just the tip of her tongue. Her hands now each held a cheek and were spreading me apart so she could get good and deep. "I'm gonna fuck your virgin ass." With that said she got off her stomach onto her knees. Then she spat on her cock several times. "Take a deep breath she told me and when I go in let it out slowly." She had one hand on the back of my thigh keeping my leg pressed back while the other positioned her cock at the entrance of my ass. She spat again this time in my ass then began to guide the head in. As instructed I began to exhale. She was filling me up and it hurt and felt good at the same time. There was a buildup of pressure then it was gone when she pulled back a little. Then she pressed forward again filling my ass with her cock. "I'm in." she told me. "Your ass feels so good on my cock. It's so fucking tight." With that she pulled her hips back and rocked them forward. Slowly at first then as she loosened me up more she picked up the pace. I looked up at her as she fucked me her face contorted in ecstasy. I was turned on by the fact that it was my ass that was making her feel so good. I could tell she was fighting to keep from cumming but now I wondered what it felt like to have someone cum inside you. I began bouncing off the bed to meet her cock with my ass. One of her hand held my cock but she wasn't really jerking me. It was more like she was holding on to it while my up and down motion made her jerk it. "I'm going to cum." she said. With that she collapsed on top of me wrapped her hands under my thighs lifting my ass off the bed and spreading it wide open. I could feel her cock get rigid then I felt the warm spurts of jism as it was released into my ass. Her sexy hips thrashed wildly slamming into my ass pounding me, hurting me making me want more of her and then she suddenly stopped. We both lay there panting. My cock pressed between both our stomachs. Her cock slipped out my ass and a warm trickle of cum followed. My cock was now fully hard and I needed release. She slid off me onto her stomach. I rolled on top of her. Wordlessly she arched her back pushing her ass into the air. I positioned my cock at the pucker of her ass and it slid in without much effort. I didn't move at first just so I could savor the feeling. Then she began the up and down motion sinking her hips to the bed then shoving her ass back up to my cock. "Stop teasing me, cabrone! Fuck me papi! Fuck my ass!" She didn't have to tell me twice. I pulled her up into doggy position and began to hammer away at her ass lustily. I spread her cheeks to watch my cock enter her fleshy ass and made the cheeks ripple. I pulled my cock all the way out to watch her ass gape then slid it back in. I pulled back to watch as her balls swayed back and forth with my vigorous onslaught. I reached around to fondled her cock and felt it was still slick with her cum. I pulled my hand from her cock and licked off what was there. Her ass was better than any pussy I had ever been in. "I want to ride you." She told me. I pulled out and lay down on my back on the bed. She squatted over top of me. Her cock hung there as she slowly lowered herself down on my awaiting dick. She actually squatted down so far her balls lightly touched my stomach. She began bouncing holding my hands for balance but after a few hard strokes fell onto her knees. So now she was riding me like a normal woman would. She rocked her hips back and forth on my cock. One hand rubbed her dick against my stomach while the other tweaked her nipples. "Aiiee!! You feel so fucking good inside me!" I held onto her hips rocking her back and forth on my cock. Then her sphincter tightened around my cock then released and then tightened again. I looked down to see the first stream of cum shoot from her penis onto my stomach up to my chest. This was followed by a second rope of cum that shot out hitting me in almost the same spot. Her ass clamped down and began to coax the cum out of my cock. Seeing her cum like that brought me to the edge. My dick was aching for release. I pushed myself as far down into the bed as it would allow me before slamming my cock back up into her. The stripper sat up straight throwing her head back and grinded her ass into me as I began to unloaded my hot offering inside of her. Her ass muscles gripped my cock and milked me for all it was worth. With each release of cum her ass got wetter and felt even better. My hips rose off the bed again and again shoving my dick as far as it could possibly go inside her. Sweat rolled from our bodies as she collapsed on top of me and kissed me. We kissed each other feverishly tasting one another. I was just catching my breath when she slid off me and began to lick my cock clean. She slurped at the head, smacking her lips each time my cock came out of her mouth. She licked my stomach and my chest cleaning her cum from my body. She did this and watching her I began to get aroused again. "So," I asked. "Did you enjoy your breakfast?" "Can I have some more?" she asked with a devilish smile. I looked over at the clock and figured why not. I still had five hours left to kill. The After Party It was Saturday night and Jenna was getting ready for a party at a friends house. After getting out of the shower she put on her pink plaid skirt, tight white v-neck shirt with her black boots. Putting on her make up as she called her friends to come pick her up so she could help set up. Once they got to the house, they got everything set up. Everyone started finally showing up around 7:30, around 8:00 the house was packed. Jenna was hanging out with a couple friends, drinking and laughing and having a good time when she felt someone grab her shoulder, turning around to see who it was. "Oh my god, Dan!" she said, hugging him, "How have you been?" glancing from Dan to his friend, who had his jaw dropped. "Pretty good and yourself?" he replied. "I've been really good," she says. "Oh," Dan says, "This is my friend Scott." Smiling as she takes Scott's hand, shaking it, "Nice to meet you," she replied. "Wow," Scott said, "You're beautiful." "Aww thanks. You're not too bad on the eyes either." She said grinning. Talking to Dan again, grinning, "Remember the last time we were at a party together?" Jenna said. "How could I forget," Dan said smiling. "Wait," Scott said, "What happened at the last party?" Before she could answer him she herd someone shout her name. "Excuse me boys," Jenna said, "It was nice seeing you again and it was nice meeting you Scott," she said smiling. As she started walking towards her friends she could hear Dan and Scott talking about her. When she reached her friends they were talking about Dan and Scott. "So Miss Thang," they said, "Who were those two smokin' hot guys that you were talking to over there?" Laughing, she replied, "That's Dan and his hot friend Scott." "Ohhh," they said, "So that's Dan." "Haha, yeah, that's Dan," Jenna said grinning. A couple of hours went by and Jenna was ready to head home, but her friends were too drunk to take her home so she went looking for Dan, hoping he didn't have a lot to drink. Finding him she asks, "Did you drink a lot tonight, because I was wondering if you could take me home?" "No I didn't. Yeah I can give you a ride," he said "Okay, thanks," she said smiling. "If you want though you can come back to my place with me and Scott for a little bit, we were just going to watch movies, drink and hang out for a bit," he said. "Okay, yeah. That sounds good," Jenna said. Jenna went around and told all her friends bye and that she would see them later. Grabbing her purse they headed towards Dan's car. Scott sat in the backseat, letting Jenna sit up front, and then they headed to Dan's. Once they got to Dan's they all got out of the car and headed inside. As soon as they got inside Jenna and Scott sat on the couch while Dan went into the kitchen to get drinks. They all finally agreed on a movie, Dan getting up to put it on, not paying attention as he grabbed the movie. Sitting back down to watch the movie, as the opening scene started with two women, half naked, making out and feeling each other up. Dan knowing the lesbian porn turns Jenna on didn't even bother to get up and turn it off. "How about we turn it off and find something else to watch," Jenna said quickly. "Haha, I don't know," Dan said, "I kinda wanna watch. It's pretty hot." "Yeah, well that's not the only thing that's gonna be hot in a minute," she said. "Yeah, I know," he said grinning. "What do you mean by that?" Scott asked. Jenna started blushing, her cheeks turning beat red. "Should you tell him, or do you want me to?" Dan asked. "You," she said quickly. "Haha okay," he replied, "She get's really turned on by lesbian porn." "Oh really," Scott said looking at Jenna, "That's pretty hot, lets keep it on then," he said laughing. "It's not funny," Jenna says as she punches Scott's arm. Laughing, Dan get's up and goes into the kitchen to get more drinks and to find something for them to eat. Jenna started feeling her panties getting wet from just listening to the women moan, she wiggled around, so she wouldn't have to feel her wet panties, but she couldn't do it. Not being able to take it anymore she decided to get up and leave the room. Before she could completely get up off the couch Scott grabbed her hand. "Don't go," he said. "Why?" she replied. Dan still in the kitchen smirks as he watches them. Without saying a word Scott pulls Jenna onto his lap. Grabbing her chin, pulling her face towards his, he starts kissing her softly, a small moan escapes from her mouth. Pulling away slowly, grinning, Scott says, "See I knew you didn't wanna go." Smiling back at Scott, they start kissing again, turning her body to straddle him. Once she had him straddled she felt his hand sliding under her skirt, up her thigh, towards her soaking wet pussy. Pushing her panties aside, sliding the tip of his finger up and down her pussy lips, making her gasp as he slowly slides his two fingers into her pussy and began rubbing her clit. Jenna gasped, pulling away from Scott, grabbing his shoulders. Scott slowly started sliding two fingers deep into Jenna's pussy. Digging her nails into Scott's shoulders, she began moaning louder, as he slid his fingers in and out of her pussy, moving his fingers faster and faster. "Oh god!" she moaned, "Don't stop!" Scott slowly pulled his fingers out of her pussy, grinning. "No, no, no," she says, "Please don't stop." Just then she felt Dan picking her up and he put her over his shoulders, walking to the bedroom, as Scott followed. Dropping her on the bed, he says, "My turn." Pulling Jenna to the edge of the bed, he slides his hands up her skirt, up her thighs, grabbing her panties and pulls them down her legs, dropping them on the floor, sliding his hands up her thighs, pushing her skirt up to expose her hot pussy. Dan slowly spread her pussy lips, flicking her clit with the tip of his tongue, making her moan loudly. Sliding two fingers into her tight pussy he begins fingering her hard and fast as he sucks on her clit, making her moan even louder as she grabbed the back of Dan's head. Jenna turned her head to look at Scott; she noticed the bulge in his pants. Looking from his cock to his face, back down to his cock, she began licking her lips and smiling seductively. Scott started unzipping his pants, dropping them to the floor. Stepping out of them, he walks over to the side of the bed. Grabbing his cock, he puts it in Jenna's open, waiting mouth. Closing her lips around his cock, she begins sucking hard. Dan fingering her harder and faster, making her moan even louder, with Scott's cock still in her mouth grabbing his cock with her hand, she starts jerking him off, as she sucks on his head as she looks up at him. Jenna continues to jerk Scott off, turning her attention back at Dan, moaning loudly, "Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum." Dan looking up at Jenna as he continues fingering her pussy, sliding in a third finger, flicking her clit with his tongue, making Jenna moaning louder, as she moves her hips closer to his face. "Oh god," she moans loudly, letting go of Scott's cock, as she starts cumming, grabbing the sheets with her fists, cumming all over Dan's fingers. Pulling his fingers out of her pussy, bringing his fingers to her mouth, Jenna grabs his hand, slowly sucking each finger clean, one at a time, as she looks him in the eyes seductively. He pulled his hand away after Jenna sucked each finger clean, pulling her towards him, he began kissing her. Pulling away from Jenna, "Roll over and get on all fours," he demands. Jenna got on all fours, looking back at Dan, wiggling her ass at him. Dan starts undoing his pants, dropping them to the floor. He then grabs his hard cock, sliding it up and down Jenna's wet pussy, making her moan. "Mmm, fuck me," she whimpered, "I want your cock." Taking his cock, sliding it deep in her pussy, he began thrusting in and out, harder and faster. Jenna started slamming back against him. Just then Scott gets on the bed, kneeling in front of Jenna, opening her mouth; he slides his hard cock in. Dan grabs her hips, slamming her hard on his cock, making her whimper and moan with Scott's cock in her mouth. Slamming harder and harder making the headboard slam into the wall. Dan grabbed a handful of Jenna's hair, pulling on it as he slammed harder, making her whimper even louder. Jenna could feel Scotts cock getting harder and harder in her mouth every time she whimpered. Looking up at Scott as she sucked on his cock harder, sliding her tongue ring up and down his cock, she could tell by the look on his face that he was about to explode in her mouth. Digging his fingers into Jenna's hips, Dan started thrusting even harder. Jenna could tell that he was about to cum. Groaning, "I'm gonna cum in your pussy," Dan said. "Mmm, yes sir," Jenna moaned. Dan grabbed a handful of Jenna's hair as he pumped his cock deep in her tight pussy, groaning as he came deep inside her. Moaning, Jenna began sucking even harder on Scotts cock. Dan got up and left the room to clean up while she finished Scott off. Moaning while she moved her head up and down his shaft, pulling her head back, sliding his cock out of her mouth, she slowly licked the tip of his cock with her tongue, putting it back in her mouth sucking harder. Scott grabbed a fistful of hair, groaning loudly, "Holy fuck," he groaned, "You want me to cum in your mouth you dirty little slut?" he said. "Mmm hmm," she moaned with his cock in her mouth. Grabbing her hair tighter, pushing his cock further into her mouth as he began cumming down her throat, Jenna swallowing every last drop. He then took his cock out of her mouth, and she licked his head clean, as she looked up at him, grinning. Scott got off the bed and put his pants back on. Jenna went to the bathroom to clean up, realizing that her panties were too wet to put back on. Walking out of the bathroom she found Dan and handed him her panties. "Here are the panties you've always asked me for," she said grinning. "Thanks," he said, smirking. "Well I think it's about time for me to head home. You boys wanna give me a lift?" Jenna asked. "Yeah, sure," Dan said. "I'll go along for the ride," Scott said. They all headed out to the car, Scott getting in the back seat again and drove to Jenna's house. Jenna got out of the car and Scott got out, moving to the front seat. "It was nice meeting you Scott," Jenna said smiling. Walking over to the driver window, Jenna leaned in the car, "I'll see ya around Dan," she said grinning, then kissed him goodbye and went inside. The After Party It was the night of my sorority semi formal. I was in my room getting ready, and you text me, asking if I had shoes Meg could borrow. Of course I said yes, and the two of you came over. I took one look at you and had to remind myself to keep breathing. God even in Nike shorts and a tee you were the most beautiful woman on the planet. We went back to my room and Meg tried on shoes while I tried really hard not to stare at you. I showed you my dress I was wearing, and was mentally hitting myself for not putting it on before you came over so you could see me in it. I loved this dress on me. You nodded your approval and after some idle chit chat you and Meg headed off so I could finish getting ready. As soon as I was finished getting ready, I sent you a pic of myself, as I always do when I'm dressed for special occasions and you don't see me. I wished with all my heart you could come to this one though, but I knew it was impossible. So I was going with my friend Stephen. A good friend, who I'm pretty sure is gay, with no pressure at all. Just somebody I could have a good time with. We went to the hotel and had dinner, and the dance followed in the same room. I'm a pretty good dancer, and even Meg commented on my awesome moves. But my mind was far from what I was doing on that dance floor. The whole time I was texting you how much I wanted to kiss you, hold you, cuddle with you, be with you. I snuck to the bathroom several times to rub my pussy because of our texts. It had been so long since I had kissed you, too long. As luck would have it, your apartment was your own that night. The evil roomies were not in town. Plans were made for me to come over after my formal ended. I got back to my apartment and didn't even change clothes before jumping in my car and heading to your place. I couldn't wait to see you. I just hoped you were still awake. I didn't want to wake you if you were already sleeping, but I totally would if it meant getting to see you. When I got to your apartment two friends were sitting on the stairs smoking before heading home. I couldn't help but laugh a little about how this looked. Me, arriving at your apartment after midnight, in a semiformal dress, after you had already went to bed. I'm sure they knew what I was there for. But they would be somewhat wrong. I came to see you. If all I got to do was look at you and watch you sleep I would have been happy. These days I saw every opportunity to see you a blessing. When I got to your room, you were facing the wall and didn't hear me come in. I sat down on your bed and started rubbing your back until you stirred. You looked over at me and told me to go shut the door. Why I didn't do that when I walked in I have no idea. I got back and you asked if I was really there. I proceeded to put my stuff down on your dresser, knocking things over in the process, and kissing you at the same time. I asked if that was real enough and you just smiled and kissed me again. Then I just lay down next to you with your head on my chest, your arms wrapped around me tightly. I was in my heaven. I could lay like that forever. A few minutes later you asked for a backrub which I was happy to provide you with. I started in your shoulders and worked my way down your sides, then back up. Then I used my thumbs to run tight circles up and down your spine. I could almost feel you relaxing underneath me. When I got back to the top of your spine, I started on your shoulders again. Your bare neck was there and I just couldn't resist, I leaned down and kissed it. I could actually feel you take a sharp breath in when I did it. I did it again and you moaned your approval. I kept up my assault on the entire back of your neck, then down your back as far as I could while your shirt was still on. I evidently hit a spot just right because you reached around with your arm and help me down, then turned around under me and we kissed passionately. God how I missed your lips. We kissed for a few minutes but stopped so we could just cuddle for a while. You started gliding your fingers over my skin, very lightly on my arm. It tickled but I liked it. You kept doing it, then your fingers moved to my back. Then they moved from my back down to my dress covered ass. You slowly started to pull my dress up so that my ass was exposed to your wandering fingers. You glided your fingers over my bare ass, and you knew that this drove me crazy. I was biting my lip to keep from making a whole lot of noise. You told me you liked my panties, and I made you moan a little when I informed you that it was not just a thong, but a black lace thing, something I knew you would appreciate. It was pitch black in that room, but I could feel you smiling at that knowledge. You started tracing your fingers over my ass, very slowly. Occasionally you would take my ass in your hand and squeeze it. This was driving me insane and I'm sure you could tell by my breathing. You kept tracing your fingers lower and lower, just barely grazing my pussy before going back to my ass, causing me to moan. Finally you brought your hand around to my front and dragged your hand over my pussy, rubbing on my clit over my thong. A few seconds of that and your hand was under my panties, flicking my clit with one finger. I was on top of you, straddling you, kissing you. I knew if I took my lips off of yours I would make far too much noise and wake up your entire apartment complex and we couldn't have that. It felt so good. I begged you to get inside me and you did. You fingered my pussy and I couldn't help but moan it felt so amazing. You kissed me harder to keep me quiet. You went back to rubbing my clit and I started cumming on your hand, never taking my lips off of yours. I collapsed on top of you and slid to the side so we were cuddling again. We both dozed off and when your alarm woke us at 6:30 the next morning, neither of us wanted to get up yet, so we didn't. We laid there for about 30 more minutes, but then I finally left so you could get up and get going for your day. On the walk to my car, I realized that I was technically making my first 'walk of shame' but I wasn't ashamed at all. I loved every second that I was with you, even if I was getting home at 7 in the morning wearing the same dress I wore to my semiformal the night before. My after party was significantly better than anybody elses. The After-Party "Okay, it's time for all of you to move your sorry asses out of my flat," I yell at the stumbling drunken party goers who are gathered in my hallway. Each one of them is loudly shouting at each other and gesturing wildly, I am fearful for the safety of my ornaments that decorate the windowsill to the left of the doorway as Brad flings his arms around whilst describing a talking chicken. I roll my eyes whilst trying to subtly push all four of them into the night air. "Aw, c'mon Luce, don't be such a party pooper," Carly says to me whilst breathing vodka fumes into my face. I just smile in response. It takes me near enough an hour to see each of them off into a taxi before I close my door on the bite of the wind. It reaches under my top and nips at my skin. The warmth of my tiny flat smooths the goosebumps on my body and calms my shaking muscles. I then move through the hallway into the sitting room to survey the damage left over from the party. The mess isn't too bad, enough so that I am able to leave it until morning where I will pull out my rubber gloves and really go to town in a frenzy of cleaning that will leave the flat smelling of disinfectant. "I thought they would never leave." The smooth velvety voice travels the distance between me and George, it travels the length of my body leaving a trail of warmth in its wake. My nipples tighten almost painfully. I gasp and turn around. George stands in the doorway, his body eclipsing the space. His face a mask of want. "What are you still doing here, mister?" I ask, feigning nonchalance. George pushes off of the door frame and strides towards me, I don't really know what I was expecting but it certainly wasn't for him to grab me by my hair, fisting his hand into the long strands and pulling my head backwards to place his lips over mine which was exactly what he does. I am frozen in place by shock as his tongue traces the seam of my lips. A growl rumbles up his throat at the lack of response and his hands tighten in my hair, pulling my head further back. The pain tingles along my scalp, spurring me into action. I press my lips harder to his, our tongues tangle, exploring. I begin nibbling at his lower lip as his fingers push up towards my heavy breasts. His tumbs push up under my bra and trace my hardened nipples. I moan into our roughened kiss. This seems to effect George considerably as he begins to push my top up over my head and my trousers down past my thighs so that they lie on the floor haphazardly. I am now stood in the sitting room in my lacy thongs and half cup bra, my nipples are pushing against the fabric creating tingles in my sex which has dampened the fabric of my underwear. George steps backwards leaving me stranded, the warmth that I had previously embraced inside my flat has now deserted me so that suddenly I feel cold without the feel of George's roughened palms across my flesh. His gaze travels the length of my body as my eyes skim down his. His erection tents the front of his trousers, the sight dampens my thongs considerably to the point that I fear he will notice. "Finish undressing for me." His voice is roughened and harsh in the silence. I shiver and begin pushing down my thong. "Slowly," he whispers. I have hooked my thumbs into the waistband, but I pause at his voice. Gathering my wavering courage I begin to slowly push the fabric down my legs, running my fingers over my skin. The sensation creates tingles in my cunt and I moan as my thong falls to the floor, the need to touch myself becomes overwhelming. I gently place my fingers on the tip of my shaven pussy. My middle finger dips into the wetness that has pooled inside, my eyes close as I slowly circle my hardened clit. A hand tightens on my wrist. I fling my eyes open to be greeted by deep brown irises. "Did I say you could touch yourself?" His tone is chiding, "such a naughty girl Lucy. Not doing as you are told, you need to be punished." My breath shortens at the prospect. His hand travels up my arm and reaches around to the fastening on my bra, a gentle pressure before the straps start to slide down my arms. My bra falls to the floor and my large breasts are freed to George's gaze. His hands palm the globes whilst his lips press to my neck, then to my shoulder until his lips wrap around my left nipple. My head falls back as I push my finishers into George's hair. "Fuck this, I need to be inside your tight pussy." He growls as he lifts me up, my legs automatically wrap around his hips as he walks to my bedroom. My pussy rubs against the rough denim of his jeans, his cock pushes the material further into my drenched sex. I moan loudly at the new sensation causing George to nip me on the neck as he drops me on my mattress. I bite my lip at the sigt of my cream on the front of his trousers. A gentle blush filling my cheeks. George pulls the zipper down on his jeans, the noise echoing in the silence. I lick my lips at the sight of his cock. The sight making my mouth water. I reach out and rub my hand up the silky flesh. I lick the weeping head, the taste of his pre cum salty and delicious. I widen my mouth and push his cock all the way to the back of my throat but he is too big and I can't put the whole of him inside of my mouth so I reach up and stroke the remaining length. I push forward and back with my mouth, imitating sex. Using my tongue I follow the vein on the underside, this causes George to groan and push his fingers into my hair. As I move George's cock out of my mouth I begin licking the head and twirling my tongue around the tip. My hand strokes up and down, using my saliva to lubricate the flesh. "Play with my balls," George growls as he pulls on my hair. A constant stream of swearing and groans emanate from him as I reach up with my other hand and massage his balls. George begins to swell in my hand as my strokes become harder. "Fuck!" He shouts through gritted teeth. He pulls my head away from his swollen erection and roughly pushes me onto the bed. He digs his fingers into the flesh of my thighs pulling them apart. "You little whore, trying to make me come before I have gotten inside this tight little cunt." With that, he thrusts inside my weeping channel and in one smooth glide reaches the end. I moan at the fullness that his cock has created inside of me. "Oh god, yes, please George make me cum." I yell. "You don't deserve to cum" George pulls out of me and flips me onto my front, my nipples drag across the rough sheets. I grit my teeth in pain. With a few thrusts George yells and cums inside of me. He then collapses on top of me, his heavy breathing on my neck. I smile knowing I have pleased him. After few moments of lying there George eventually pulls out of me and stands up. I can hear him pulling on his jeans but I don't turn around, afraid that I will beg for an orgasm but trying to have some dignity. "Thanks babe," he says, then slaps me on my bum. I lie still as I listen to him open the door. At the sound of the the front door closing, I turn around and lie in the centre of the double bed. My body is over sensitive, my pussy is so incredibly wet that I can feel it at the tops of my thighs. I push my finger into the wetness and vigorously rub my clitorous. I spread my thighs, placing my feet flat on my mattress to increase the sensation. I lift my other hand to my nipple and twist it almost painfully. "Oh, yeah, yes, oh fuck I need to cum. Oh God...Oh god, yesssssssss" I yell as my muscles begin to tighten I then cum with a shudder that travels up my body. Grabbing tissue from my nightstand I wipe myself clean then toss it into he bin. Deciding to sleep naked, I lift the quilt from the floor, wrapping it around my body I turn over and with a smile on my face I drift into sleep. The After Party "Did you have a good evening, Baby?" "Yes, Mom. It was really good. Cheryl is great in bed! What about you, Mom? Did you and Susan have a good time?" "We did! But I can't wait to see the videos of you and Cheryl. I have to admit, I get jealous every time I watch you sharing your double dildo with another girl's mother." "I know, Mom. I turned on the television just in time to see you helping Susan tighten the strap-on. It was so hard to sit and watch her fuck you. I go crazy inside every time I see another young girl fucking you!" "I know, Baby! Maybe someday .." "Why, Mom? Why someday? Why not now? We both want it! Why not now?" "Oh, my god, Sandy!" They kiss. "Do you want to go to my room, Baby?" "Yes. We'll get the double dildo from my room, then we'll go to yours. The cameras are much better placed there and there are 4 of them instead of the 2 in my room and that's a video set we'll want to watch again, over and over." Sandy and Clare have just hosted an eighteenth birthday party for Susan and her mother, Cheryl. As their guests leave, they finally decide that it's time to give in to the lust they've been feeling for each other for the last several months as they hosted swap parties for young ladies and their mothers. The eighteenth birthday is the most popular reason for a woman to bring her daughter to one of their parties, but they are willing to throw a party for almost any reason. Their only restriction is that the daughter must be at least eighteen. As they start up the stairs, Sandy hesitates. "Mom? Would you be upset if I wanted to watch a little bit of the videos of you and Susan? It really turns me on, watching you eat another girl's pussy." Clare laughs. "I thought you were jealous." "I am! But it still turns me on watching you fucking another girl!" "I know, Baby. I think I want to watch a little of the video of you and Cheryl, too." As they go into Clare's room, Sandy closes the door behind them. "The tech's idea to hide the video 'on' switch in the door was great. I don't think any of our guests have ever realized they were being videoed." Clare slowly unzips Sandy's dress. "Oh, you are a naughty girl, aren't you! No bra. No panties." "I never put them back on after a party, Mom. I'm always hoping that we'll come back here." As her dress drops to the floor she kisses her mother. "I've wanted this for so long." "I've wanted it too, Sandy." They kiss again before Sandy helps her mother out of her dress, and then releases the catch on Clare's bra. As it drops to the floor she takes one of her mom's nipples in her mouth and sucks gently on it for several seconds. "Oh god, Sandy, that is so good!" Sandy drops to her knees and slowly pulls Clare's panties down past her knees. As they fall to the floor, she pulls open her mom's pussy and begins gently teasing her clit with the tip of her tongue. "Ummm, that is so good, Baby! But I thought you wanted to watch the video first." "Yes, yes! I do!" Sandy stands back up and kisses her mother. "Let's lie down, Mom." A few minutes later they've fast forwarded to the place in the video file where Clare is kissing the insides of Susan's thighs. She moves slowly up to Susan's cunt and drives her tongue deep into her. As Susan squirms on the TV screen Sandy pushes a finger into Clare's pussy. Another tongue twisting kiss and Clare hits the pause button. "Now, Sandy, now! I need it now! Eat me, Baby! Eat mommy's cunt!" Sandy pauses only long enough to suck for a moment on each of her mother's nipples before moving her mouth to Clare's pussy. Several minutes later Clare hits her climax. Sandy sucks the cum out of her cunt and continues to tease her clit with her tongue. "Enough, Sandy! Stop! My god, you are gonna drive me crazy, girl! Let me breathe!" Sandy slides up beside her mother and kisses her gently on the mouth. "Do you want to watch Cheryl and me now, Mom? Do you want to watch me eat her, or would you rather watch Cheryl lick my pussy?" Clare has almost gotten her breathing back under control. "Yes, yes. I want to watch ... Cheryl ... eat you." Sandy calls up the video file from the cameras in her room and quickly scans to a point in the file just before Cheryl begins eating her cunt. "I had a hard time believing she'd never eaten a woman's pussy before. She really knew how to use her tongue!" On the screen Sandy is squirming and squeezing her tits as Cheryl drives her tongue deep into her pussy and then sucks on her clit. As she approaches her climax on the screen, Clare drives two fingers into her cunt. "Oh, shit, Mom! Pause it! Damn, I need you to eat me! Please, Mom, now!" Clare moves quickly between her daughter's thighs and in a very few moments Sandy is cumming in her mother's mouth. "Oh, god, Mom! Don't stop! That is so good! You have got the most awesome tongue! Harder, Mom! Push it into me. Yes, yes, yes!" Sandy lifts her ass of the bed, pushing against her mother's mouth, trying to get Clare's tongue as deep into her pussy as she can. "Please, Mom, don't stop! Don't stop! Don't stop!" She finally collapses back to the bed. "How ... many .... times .... did .... I ....cum?" "I didn't count, Baby. But I don't think anybody's daughter's pussy ever tasted so good!" Clare pulls herself up over Sandy until she's lying on top of her. She pauses for just a moment to rub her nipples against her daughter's before kissing her. She drives her tongue deep into Sandy's mouth for a long, hot kiss before rolling off to her side. "Are you ready to share your double dildo with me yet?" Sandy laughs. "God, Mom! You are insatiable, aren't you? But don't you want to watch some more video first? Wouldn't you like to see me share it with another girl's mom?" Now it's Clare's turn to laugh. "Yes, Baby, you're right. We should watch a little more. What really surprises me is that none of those women ever suspect that we're videoing them. You show them the first few minutes of me with their daughters and most of them get to see a little more before you take them downstairs, and none of them thinks about the possibility that there are cameras in your room or that we're saving files of them!" "But there was one time I didn't turn on the TV at all, Mom. The cop. I thought she might figure it out, so I didn't even pick up the remote. Surprising enough, she didn't seem to be at all concerned about her daughter, so there really wasn't any reason to." "She might have figured it out. I have to say I was really shocked when she tried to pay for the party. Between the website and my meetings with her at the mall, I was sure she knew we just got off having mother/daughter sex." "Yeah, Mom. I almost choked when she admitted that she was a cop and that if you had taken the money she would have busted us for prostitution! I wasn't sure if that party was going to die right there or what!" "There was no way I was going to let that party die, Baby! Her daughter was one very attractive young lady! I wasn't about to let her leave without sitting on that pretty face!" "I'm glad! I got really turned on eating a cop cunt! And she knew how to eat pussy! She made me cum almost as much as you just did! And I think she may have been the first woman that didn't want to go face to face with the double dildo. I hadn't ever gone ass to ass before her! Do you want to watch that now, Mom?" "Yes! Do you think you can find it?' "Let's see. Her name was Karen and her daughter was ..." "Her daughter was Roberta." "Right, here it is. Karen and Roberta. Camera five or camera six. Let's see what five looks like. Probably about 25 minutes in...." She runs through the first 23 or 24 minutes of the video at triple fast forward and then hits 'Play'. They watch as Karen, a petite brunette with small, firm tits, tells Sandy she'd rather use the double dildo ass to ass. A few minutes later she and Sandy, on their hand and knees, are both about to cum as they rock back and forth on the dildo. "I was surprised at how different it felt. It doesn't go quite as deep into your pussy, but it pushes a slightly different way inside you. It really is incredible, Mom!" "Let's do it, Baby!" Clare's eyes haven't left the screen and she already sounds breathless. "I want you to fuck me like that!" "Mom, would it be okay if we saved the ass to ass for another time? I want to watch as I push it into your pussy. I want you to watch as I pull the other end into my own cunt. And I want us to watch each other as we fuck each other for the first time. We can go ass to ass another time, maybe tomorrow. Would that be okay, Mom?" "Yes, Baby, you're right. Our first time we should do it face to face." Clare pulls Sandy to her and they share a long, slow, very hot kiss. "Will you put it in me now, Sandy?" She spreads her legs slightly and Sandy slowly pushes half of the twenty inch long dildo into her mother's cunt. "Oh, god, yes, Baby! That is so good. Yes!" She lifts her head off the pillow to watch as Sandy slowly moves close enough to pull the other end of the dildo into her own pussy. "It's good, isn't it Mom?" She starts a gentle rhythm, pushing her pussy closer and closer to her mother's pussy while pulling the dildo deeper and deeper into her own cunt. "Oh, god! Isn't that good, Mom?" "Yes, Sandy! Yes! Go slow, Baby! Go slow. I want you to fuck me real slow. Oh, yes, Baby, make Mommy cum." Her ass is off the bed, moving to the same rhythm as her daughter's, the dildo sliding in and out of both of their pussies. "Now, Sandy! Now! Yes, Baby, yes! Fuck me! Make me cum! Harder! Don't stop! Oh, my god, Sandy! That is so good!" "Yes, Mom! Yes! Keep going! Keep fucking me, Mom! Oh, shit that is so good!" Several minutes later they slowly pull the dildo from their throbbing cunts and collapse side by side on the bed. "That was the best I have ever been fucked, Mom! None of the other mother's ever fucked me like that." "I have to admit, Sandy, I didn't think anything could feel that good. I didn't want to stop! Do you want to use the strap-on now? Do you want to fuck me? Or do you want me to fuck you? Should we watch some video first? We have lots of files of girls fucking me and a few of me fucking them. Roberta wanted me to fuck her. Her cop mom thought she was a virgin, but she was far from it! Do you want to watch me fuck her, Sandy?" "Would you be too upset if I said not tonight, Mom? I am totally worn out! Aren't you even a little tired? Do you realize how many hours we've been screwing, fist with Susan and Cheryl and then with each other? Don't you need to sleep, Mom?" "You're right, Baby. There is always tomorrow. Let's get some sleep. Will you stay here, with me tonight?" "Yes, Mom." She kisses her mother, driving her tongue deep into Clare's mouth. "I love you, Mom." "I love you, too, Sandy." The After Party It is just barely New Years Day and most of the world is asleep. Or at least heading that way. The house is dark and we do not bother with many lights as we come in. I sit back on the couch and run a hand through my hair. It feels good to be off my feet. My clothes are still cold from the winter air, and in the distance Avery fills a glass with water from the tap. It felt good to be out with friends celebrating, and even though I know I should be tired I am energized. Part of it the clothes we are wearing, part of it the suppressed sexual tension in flirting with each other and friends at the party. I loosen my tie and slide my hands quickly up and down my thighs warming my legs. Avery's shoes click on the floor as she makes her way back to the living room. The low light from the lamps cast the room in shades ranging from sunset to pitch dark. When I hear the steps stop I look up. Avery leans against the wall smiling and shifts a led so that the tip of one shoe rests on the point. Her pantyhose make her leg look black in this light all the way up her dark colored skirt that rests above her knees. She has discarded her jacket leaving silky top slightly shimmering as her chest rises and falls. Her hair is short giving me a clear view of ear neck and ears. She is gorgeous. My heart skitters in my chest much like the first time I saw her and I love that she is mine. Her eyes shift down and then returns. Her smile turns wicked. She pushes off the wall and picks up the iPod attached to the stereo. She studies it for a moment and the sets it down as music fills the room. Her body starts twisting and moving to the music. Slow at first and then she begins to settle into the rhythm. Her hands slide along the curves of her body and over her hips. Her eyes close as the beat takes over control of her body. One hand lightly draws a path across the top of her breasts from one side to the other. The other tugs her skirt up showing flashes of her hose-covered thighs. I feel that familiar tingle of anxiety ignore in my stomach. This woman is a sexual creature and my body responds to her movement. She glances over her shoulder at me. Then turns and moves to me. She takes my hand and tugs at me to stand. She moves close pressing against me looking up into my eyes and smiling that wicked grin. Our bodies slide into rhythm as her hand finds the back of my neck and pulls my face to hers. Holding my gaze her tongue teases my lips in a single pass and then she pulls away twisting so that her back is to me. My hands slide down body my fingers passing over the swell of her breasts. The smooth cloth fuels the lust starting to burn inside and I pull her hips against me. She raises an arm over her head letting her fingers graze my face before finding the back of my neck again. I love the feel of her fingers on my neck lightly tugging at my hair. The intimate touch feels possessive to me and flirty. She is mine and I am hers. There is nothing in this world that can break our bond. She wiggles her hips against the building pressure in my pants. One of my hands slides under her shirt feeling her smooth skin. Avery tilts her head allowing me to lick her neck from shoulder blade to cheek. "You taste wonderful," I whisper. "I want to lick you all over." "mmm." Her fingers lightly scratch at my skin as she pulls her hand down. She turns slowly to face me and looks up at me. "I can only think of one place I want you to lick." "Oh yeah?" "Yeah," she says and bites her lip. Her smile is flirty yet wicked and it tells me she has something in mind. I capture her mouth in mine tasting the wine from the party still on her tongue. I slide my hand along the back of her hand holding her to me as our kiss deepens. I love the way her short hair feels under my hand. Her hands slide around my waist and up my back and then she puts a hand on my chest. The keeps me from following her as she steps back and sits on the couch. She removes her shoes one at a time her gaze never leaving mine. She pulls her knees up to her placing her feet on the edge of the couch. "Now about that licking," Avery says spreading her legs and pulling her skirt out of the way. I smile and kneel in front of her. I grasp one of her ankles. The pantyhose are smooth under my fingers as they circle her ankle and then slide up her calf. I lean in to the inside of one knee and kiss reverently. This is my goddess. The woman I was made in order to please. The woman I was made to want more than another woman. I continue to kiss down the inside of her thigh while my free hand lightly traces its way up the other leg, over the knee, and towards her center. I can sense the heat and as I get closer to my target. I can smell her arousal. Her scent makes me hard. And something else. I notice she is not wearing any panties under her pantyhose. It makes me smile. I reach her center and as I slide my nose up her center breathing in her scent. Her pantyhose are damp with want. She tenses and I pause prolonging the moment. My tongue runs along the sheer material covering her forcing a moan from her lips. I press my mouth against her as if I am trying to drink her and letting my breath and mouth give her a hint of what waits for her. My fingers take hold and rip a small hole uncovering the object I most want to have at this moment. I feel her legs press wider and I see a hint of pink waiting for me. I slide my tongue through her seal pushing into her. I suck at her for a moment before allowing my tongue to travel up to her waiting clit. I circle it and tease it as a finger slips inside her. She shifts to press me deeper letting out a moan. I love the taste of her on my tongue, and want to cover my face with her scent. I continue to worship her most sacred place on my knees listening to her breathing get faster, and her moans get louder. A hand slides over my head pushing my mouth tighter against her skin. Her body tightens. "Yes," She says out of breath. "Fuck yes." My mouth slides over her cunt in dance of warm breath and tongue as her hand clinches my hair. Her orgasm rolls through her in a scream of pleasure. Her hand relaxes and I look up from between her legs and meet her gaze. She leans forward and kisses me like she hasn't seen me in days before pushing me back. "Stand up," She tells me. As I do she scoots to the edge of the couch. She looks up as her hands caress the hardness waiting under my slacks. Her eyes dance with mischief as she undoes my belt and pants. She pulls my boxers and slacks down until gravity takes over and finishes the job. She takes my cock in her hand slowly caressing it. "I think I found something I want to lick," she says and runs her tongue slowly along the back from base to tip. My legs shutter at the sensation and I close my eyes. I can feel her smile spread next to my cock. She is smiling when I look back down at her and I place a hand on the side of her head as the head of my cock disappears into her mouth. She holds my gaze as the rest of it slowly disappears into her mouth. With care she pulls it free. It glistens only for a moment before she slides it back in. The pressure of her tongue on the back of the head and working down threatens to undo me. I hold her head to the side to get a better view. "I love the sight of my cock in your mouth." She lets out a low moan as she takes it back in. "Shit," I say. "That feels amazing." She continues to slide it in and out taking a moment to lick it clean. "That's good girl. Get it good and wet." I pull it from her mouth and with a hand under her arm pull her to her feet. My mouth finds hers and our tongues slide over each other. I take hold of her face and pull it from mine and tilting it so I can lick her from chin to ear. "You are mine," I tell her before pulling away from her ear. I take a step back. "Take off your shirt." A moment passes between us and her smile dissolves into the look of a serious obedient woman. Avery takes hold of her shirt and pulls it over her head and drops it on the floor. "Now your bra." I stroke my cock as she reaches behind her and undoes it. It finds its place next to her shirt. "Take off your skirt." Now her hands move slowly to her waist, and pull her skirt away leaving her just in her pantyhose. "Hands behind your back." she slips them behind her back. "God your gorgeous." I step out of my pants and move towards her. "Will you give this gorgeous body to me?" "Yes sir. You can use me how ever you see fit." "I plan to." I let my hand slide between her legs. Two fingers slide inside. When I pull them free I raise them to her. "Open your mouth" She complies and I slip the fingers onto her tongue. "That's a good girl. Clean them off." I pull them from her mouth and take the back of her head. I start to turn her head. "Turn around." Once she does using my hand on the back of her head I push her over onto the couch. I turn her head to the side so she is resting on her cheek. Her hands are wrapped around her arms so that both arms are parallel behind her back. "Spread your legs." I let my other hand find her cunt and push my fingers inside her. "Mmm. I see you are ready for me." I shift so that the head of my cock is pressing against her and take firm hold her neck, my fingers wrapping around to the back of her head. "Now be a good girl and let me fuck you." With my hand on the back of her neck pinning her to the couch I slowly split her cunt with my cock. Her warmth embraces me like an old friend. Her mouth opens and she sighs as I fill her until I cannot go any deeper. When I pull free my cock is wet. "Fuck. I love seeing your want covering my cock." I push my cock back inside her slowly enjoying how she tightens around me. "Do you like that?" "Yes," she says. "You like my cock filling your cunt?" "Yes." I tighten my grip on her neck. I pull my cock out to the tip, hold it and then slam it back in. "Oh fuck," she says. With each thrust I push in and pull out faster. I love the sound of my skin slapping against hers. Her grunts as I thrust inside her. I release her head and she starts to shift. "Don't move." My hands take hold of her hips and pull her onto my cock and then push her off. Skin sliding over skin. The sensation of pressure sliding from the head of cock to the base and then back. My breath quickens as our bodies fall into sync. I feel that familiar tingle ignite in my toes and spread up my legs. "Do you want me to cum?" "Yes, Please cum inside me." "You want me to fill this tight cunt?" "Yes. Please. I want you to fill my cunt." The sensation reaches the base of my cock and I try to hold back the wave of pleasure. "Fuck yes," I say between gritted teeth. My hand finds her neck again as I thrust deep inside her. "Fuck," I cry out as the wave of pleasure spasms through shooting my load inside her. My legs shutter as I spasm with each release. Once my body starts to relax I release my hold on her and slowly withdraw. My release spills from her. "You are the sexiest thing alive," I tell her. She smiles up at me. The After-Party By the time the clock struck midnight, most of the 'casual' guests were long gone, having delivered their housewarming gifts, had a few snacks and drinks, and were probably already in bed. Not everybody had left though. I adjusted my shirt and gazed around the living room. Nick was sprawled on the couch, a gin and tonic in his hand, watching the TV. Geri and Peter were sitting in the kitchen with a bottle of vodka, while my wife Samantha was discussing something with Connor and Caitlin. Anna was in the bathroom and Phillip was out back smoking a cigarette. I was just glad everybody was having a good time. I sipped my lager and slipped back into the kitchen. I heard Peter and Geri saying they were heading home so I headed back out to tell them bye. As I gave Geri a hug, I saw that Nick was reading a book, which was weird, because he doesn't normally read anything. Caitlin and Phillip headed out soon after, and it was just Samantha and me, Anna, Connor, and Nick. Half an hour later, Nick was still reading, with Anna was reading over his shoulder, her hand on his knee. Samantha and Caitlin were outside smoking, so I grabbed a fresh beer and sat down in the living room. I took a sip of my beer and asked Nick what he was reading. "You tell me, man," he said, opening the door to the cabinet beneath the end table. I felt my face turn bright red: he had managed to find our hidden stash of British porn, the kind with girls bent over the knees of their teachers on the cover. I saw the picture on the cover of the book in his hands and then the lump in his jeans and began stammering. Anna grinned, slipping her tongue around the rim of her beer bottle. I felt my cock twitch and almost dropped my bottle. "Do you like the S or the M?" she asked. Suddenly, it was very, very hot in there. I leaned back in my chair and downed half of my beer, trying to buy time. She grabbed the book from Nick's hand and headed towards the back door. "I need a cigarette," she said, brushing her fingers along my arm as she passed me. The door closed behind her, leaving me alone with Nick, who had a gleam in his eye I'd never seen before. "Do you, you know," he started. "Do any of that stuff?" "Some," I shrugged. Smiling, I said, "We've read all of the books, though. And some of them twice." I stood up and headed to the door, glancing out onto the porch. Anna had the book in her hand and Caitlin and Samantha were leaning towards her. I had a feeling I knew what she was doing. I headed into the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of rum, then, as an afterthought, the bottle of Touaca, too. I grabbed glasses and then headed towards the door. Nick was still sitting on the couch, another book in his hand, the edge of the book rubbing against his bulge. I stopped at the door, holding the two bottles and five glasses. "You coming?" I asked I stepped onto the porch and realized I had been right - Anna was under the faint hanging lamps around the porch, reading aloud from the book. Connor had one hand in his lap, the other gripping the edge of the table. Samantha fixed me with her eyes. I mouthed, "I didn't do it" and sat down beside her, putting the bottles and glasses on the table. It didn't take Nick long to step outside and join us, seating himself between me and Anna. I poured myself and Samantha some Touaca and left it and the rum on the table next to the glasses; Nick poured the rum into the other three glasses and we sat back to listen to Anna read aloud. This went on for a good twenty minutes. I was rock hard and could see that Connor was going to rip through his jeans. Nick was sitting close to Anna, his hand under the table; occasionally, she'd shiver and gasp, so we all knew where his hands were. Samantha glanced at me, then at Connor. I nodded and she slid one hand into Connor's lap. He jumped a little but settled right back down when I grinned at him. Samantha reached for the book. "My turn," she said, opening the book. She looked at me and then at our brand new hot tub, sitting off the edge of the porch, humming away. I leaned close and whispered into her ear, "I love the way you think." It took me a minute to be able to stand up, but I was finally able to make my way over and lift the cover and turn on the jets. She started reading as I adjusted the settings, holding the book with one hand and keeping the other on Connor's dick. As I was standing up, Anna breathed deeply and took a sip of her rum. "God," she said, "that is so hot." Nick whispered something into her ear and she nodded ecstatically. He moved his chair, whispering into Samantha's ear this time. I wasn't sure what was up, but my wife nodded yes, whatever he'd asked. Not knowing what was up, I headed back to the table. Anna stood up, saying that she had to go to the bathroom. As I sat down, Nick deliberately reached out and tipped over Anna's drink, spilling rum all over the table. I started to say something but Samantha cut me off. "I cannot believe how sloppy you are," she said, waggling her finger at Anna. "You little slut, I thought you knew better." She turned to me, her eyes shining. "Honey, will you take care of her while Connor, Nick and I get in the hot tub?" I looked at her, then Anna, then back to her, then nodded, trying to hide my eager grin. The eager lump in my jeans wasn't going to be hidden, but I was okay with that. Anna came to stand next to me as Connor, Nick, and Samantha stripped and stepped into the tub. Connor had a thick cock, while Nick's was about average. Both were completely erect as they dipped into the tub, and Samantha was rubbing her stiff nipples as she joined them. I maneuvered a stool closer to the hot tub and began to strip. "Anna, come here," I ordered, pointing to my right. She came and stood docilely next to me. "Take down my shorts," I said. Kneeling in front of me, she unbuttoned my jeans and maneuvered them around my stiff cock. When I popped free of my boxers, she slipped the head of my dick in her mouth, gently sucking me. I let her go, watching Samantha as she watched this lady suck my cock for a few seconds, then grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her away and told her to stand up. I sat down, my dick pointing straight up. I unbuttoned Anna's pants. Her shirt was a pullover, so I ordered her to remove it. Her skin was covered with goosebumps as she stood there in her bra and jeans; her titties were huge, spilling out of her bra, and I could feel myself growing even harder. I patted my knees. She knelt down and laid across my lap, my cock against her belly and her ass sticking up in the air, pointed right at the hot tub. I glanced over; Nick had one of my wife's titties in his mouth while Connor was leaning back, watching Anna while Samantha's hand worked beneath the bubbling water. Samantha beamed at me, licking her lips. I grabbed the edge of Anna's pants and tried to slide them down but they were too snug. I shook my head. "Your ass is too big for your pants, you little tart," I said loud enough for the others to hear. I grabbed the belt loops and started yanking, feeling her titties bounce out of her bra and slap against my thigh, my prick rubbing against her soft skin. Finally they slipped down, revealing a bright red thong. Rubbing her bum with my hand, I pulled the thong tight against her asshole and whispered, "You really are a slut, aren't you?" She nodded and I said, "You like being called a slut? A tramp? A little tart who deserves to have her bottom spanked?" Without warning, I drew back my hand and smacked her ass hard, feeling her flinch as I drew back again. "Yes," she moaned. "Call me a slut. Call me a tramp. I'm such a slutty bitch, I deserve to be spanked. I deserve to have my ass smacked." I brought my hand down across her backside, leaving a bright red handprint on her white skin . Anna cried out, pushing against my legs as I spanked her again , her breasts rubbing on my leg, my cock trapped against her belly as I smacked her again and again. Looking over, I could see that my wife had straddled Connor, facing us, rubbing herself off as she rode his cock and stared at the rosy ass in front of her. She was reaching down into the water, still stroking Nick, and Connor was reaching around to pinch her nipples. I could feel Anna's juices flowing, dripping on my leg. "Oh, you slutty little tramp, you're so wet I can feel it running down my leg." I shifted my weight so she could rub her pussy against my leg as I spanked her and she started moaning and grinding against me. "That's right, rub that pussy against me, rub yourself off, you're such a slut." Before she could finish, though, I stopped her, placing my hand on the small of her back to pin her to my lap. She was gasping for air, her ass bright striped with red and pink handprints. Samantha climbed out of the hot tub and came towards us, her beautiful body dripping water. She ran a wet hand across Anna's bum and then up her back, leaving a trail of water behind. Unsnapping Anna's bra, Samantha leaned down, close to Anna's ear. "Did you cum yet, Anna?" Unable to speak, Anna simply shook her head, no. Samantha smiled and slipped a wet finger right into her soaked pussy, then smacked her lightly on the ass. "Good. You're still being punished. Go stand over there by the hot tub, but don't you dare touch yourself." Trembling, Anna rose and took careful steps towards the hot tub. Samantha reached down and took my prick in her hand and ran her fingers down my length. Tugging me, she guided me to my feet and led me to the hot tub. I climbed in as she knelt in front of Anna, burying her face in her wet cunt. I could hear her licking and tasting her, and I began to stroke myself underwater. Samantha stood, her face glistening, and kissed Anna full on the mouth, letting Anna taste herself. "Do you like how you taste? Can you taste yourself on my lips?" Anna nodded, licking her own juices off of her lips. Samantha rubbed her fingers along Anna's breasts, pinching her nipple hard between her fingertips; Anna moaned. "Do. Not. Move," Samantha whispered. She gathered our glasses and the bottles and brought them back to the hot tub. The four of us - Connor, Nick, Samantha, and myself - sat in the steamy water, sipping our drinks and taking turns stroking my wife's pussy. At one point, I felt a second hand on my cock; Nick glanced over at me and the hand disappeared. I was trying to get up the nerve to scoot closer when Anna started to squirm. "What's wrong?" asked Connor. "I still have to pee," she whined. "So go," Nick said. Anna took a step towards the door. Samantha raised her hand and said, "Hey, I didn't say you could move." Anna stared at her for a second, then blinked. A smile flashed on her face but she quickly buried it and stood straight again, pinching her legs together. The four of us were paying much more attention to Anna now than we had a moment before. She squirmed, bending her knees, pressing her hands against her thighs. With one hand wrapped around my cock and her other on Nick's, Samantha eagerly watched Anna as she slid her hands up and down. Anna began to whimper, then a hot burst of pee soaked through her thong and began to trickle down her leg. As we watched, she started to shiver and thrust her hips forward as she completely let go, a hot flood of pee running down her legs, puddling on the porch. She sat down on the porch, sprawling right in the puddle of pee, and slipped her fingers beneath her stained thong, frigging herself right there, slipping her two, then three fingers deep into her sopping cunt until she bit her lip and her entire body went rigid as she came. The four of us applauded, enjoying the way her tits jiggled as she came. Her body still trembling, she stripped off her underwear and threw them into the yard and then carefully climbed down into the hot tub. She straddled Samantha, thrusting her tongue into my wife's mouth, pinching Samantha's nipples as she kissed my wife. After a few seconds, Anna bent towards me and kissed me, fucking me with her tongue. My hips started to thrust, Samantha still stroking me. Finally, I broke away from Anna and grabbed Samantha's wrist to stop her. Anna sat back and began casually flicking her nipples. I took a deep drink of my Touaca and carefully put it down on the edge of the hot tub. Making sure everybody was looking, I pushed it with one finger, watching it tip over to dump the last bits of my drink on the ground. Samantha lightly slapped me on the cheek, her face positively glowing. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Anna clapping her hands together with glee. "Get out," Samantha ordered, "and stand down there." I did as I was ordered, standing next to Anna's puddle. I watched the four of them lean their heads together. After a few seconds of my prick looking like nothing less than a flagpole that I dared not touch, all four of them stepped out and approached me. "Kneel," Anna said. I dropped to my knees and she stepped forward, putting her cunt right on my mouth I stuck out my tongue and began to lick her pussy, focusing on her clit and slipping my tongue up and down the length of her lips. She began to moan and grabbed me by the hair, forcing me backwards, never letting her pussy away from my mouth, making me lay down on my back. She knelt over my face and I complied, fucking her with my tongue. I couldn't see anything, but my legs were spread apart and I felt somebody stand or kneel between my knees. A second later and I felt lips on my cock, a hot mouth taking me all the way to the base. I moaned and Anna jerked me by the hair. "You're mine now," she said. With that, she lifted herself off of my face and spun around, putting her ass right in front of me. "Lick my ass. Fuck me with that tongue that Sam keeps talking about." I complied, sliding around the rim of her hole until she took the hint and reached back to spread her cheeks. I slipped my tongue into her tight asshole, my head bobbing up and down as a pair of lips I couldn't see bobbed up and down my shaft. I felt Anna start to tremble and began forcing my tongue in and out of her ass with gusto, occasionally sliding forward to taste her pussy and then back to her fucking her ass with my tongue. My prick was abandoned but I was enjoying the sight of Anna's ass shivering and bouncing over me and, when she finally came, I did my best to slide my tongue as deep as I could. Moaning, she collapsed next to me. I was greeted with the vision of my wife kneeling between my legs, with Nick standing on my left and Connor on my right. Samantha had a cock in each hand and was bobbing back and forth between them, taking as much into her mouth as she could, jerking them off when she was sucking the other man's cock. As I lay there with my wife sucking two dicks right above me, I was stiffer than I thought possible. Suddenly, Samantha leaned back, releasing Nick and Connor. Both of them dropped to their knees, on either side of me, and started jerking off. Before I could even react, great gobs of cum were shooting out of Connor's thick cock and splattering on my chest. Nick leaned to the side and spurted right on my face and neck. I jerked forward and took Nick's dick in my mouth, swallowing the last few bits of his cum. My own dick throbbed and twitched as I swallowed the hot, bitter cream. I reached for my cock but Nick slapped my hand. Reaching backwards, he tipped over his glass, spilling the last bit of rum on the ground. "Oops," he said, smiling.