Loading...I teach at a small university in the Midwest, in a small town, the usual place where gossip spreads faster than the common cold. Those of you who live in one know exactly what I mean. My department moved into our new building after a year of construction and got two new secretaries about the same time. Our secretaries used to be spread all over the building, but now were concentrated in one room.
I used to enjoy flirting with the secretaries, but got in a bit of trouble with one who, even though I wasn’t flirting with her, was upset in general and I gained a reputation among the secretaries of a number of departments. Some looked for it because they liked it, some looked for it because they wanted to squash that kind of thing. It was hard to tell which was which, so now I had to be much more careful and restrict my comments to times when I knew who was within earshot. I always mean it as a compliment to them, but I’m never sure how a new secretary would take it. I had met on of the new ladies, Angie, several times around the department over the previous month or so. I was in need of getting some info put together and walked into the secretarial office to make the request and Angie was sitting at her desk working, and for the first time, alone
“Hey gorgeous.” I said as I walked toward her desk.
She looked up at me, “Hi yourself handsome.” Was her smiling reply. I had noticed that she tended to wear very nice outfits, generally showing plenty of cleavage and plenty of leg. She has a good looking body and doesn’t seem afraid of showing it off a bit, a fact I am sure frustrates her husband. I walked up to her desk and practically forgot what I was going to ask her as she leaned forward with her arms crossed on the edge of the desk under her breasts, giving me a look down her top. If there is one thing that really gets my motor running, it’s a nice pair of tits and the pair she was displaying for me were a really hot pair. She was bra-less, and from what I could tell, really didn’t need one at all for her large B small C cup breasts. “Cat got your tongue?” she asked as I stared.
“Oh Sorry. I didn’t mean to stare.” I said clearly caught off guard. “Just taken breathless by the view.” I said in recovery.
“What these little things?” she asked as she pulled her arms away from the desk and pulled her top a bit farther away from her body so she could look down her own shirt, exposing her tits even more. I could clearly see her whole breasts now, nipples and all, which made my dick practically jump to attention. “They’re nothing special.” She finished as she let her stretchy shirt material snap back into place.
“Depends on your view I guess.” I answered her with a smile.
“It sure does.” She said raising an eyebrow and staring straight at the bulge developing in my pants.
I was very used to flirting, and even getting a certain amount of flirt back, but this caught me off guard a bit. Still, I wasn’t complaining, it was a very good look at her tits. I changed the subject before this one got out of hand and asked her for the information I needed. She said it would take a few hours to compile and she would bring it by. I thanked her, both for the info and for the view. She smiled and said simply “any time!” A few hours later she stopped by my office to bring me the student info I needed.
One of the things we have all been struggling with in the new building is the doors. We were always taught to keep our doors open with students around, just to keep the potential for issues and rumor to a minimum. The new building was designed in such a way that for the heat and air to work properly, the doors needed to be left closed. Most of the rooms had windows to compensate, but many of the faculty, like myself, are limited in wall space, so my office has a bookcase where the window is, leaving only a small window pane in the door available. Angie walked into my office and stepped around the chair I have next to my desk for students, and set the file folder of info on my desk. She bent over much farther than was required, making sure I had a good look down her shirt again, before straightening up again. I thanked her once again and she headed for the door. On the way she dropped a paper she was carrying and bent over, straight legged to pick it up. I had a quick and I was quite sure, intentional, view of the tops of her stockings, well above her skirt hem. I much prefer stockings to pantyhose, and hers had tiny red rose garters around the top. She stood up and smiled at me before heading out the door.
Time passed slowly for me with my wife out of the country with the army. The bright spot in the days were when Angie would stop by to flirt or we would meet in the hallway to chat. There was nothing emotional at all, it was just two adults having a good time. I worried that her husband would be jealous, but she assured me that he really loved hearing all the details of how some guy was looking down her shirt or how she managed to flash something even more private. On one occasion we were riding up the elevator together, and it’s a slow elevator for only three floors. She said she purchased some new underwear to wear for her husband and wondered if I thought they looked nice. Before I had a chance to say anything, she stepped one leg up on the railing around the elevator car and pulled her skirt up with her free hand, exposing herself below the waist. I quickly got a huge hardon looking at her white thigh high stockings and one of the tiniest white satin thong panties I had ever seen. Not only was it very small, barely covering her pussy lips and leaving no doubt that she was completely shaved, but it was also evident that it was wet from her juices. I commented that she seemed to be horny today, and her reply was that she was ALWAYS horny and just loved teasing me. She also invited me to feel it and see if “he would like how it felt” but the car came to a stop and she dropped her skirt and leg, looking totally professional again before the doors had fully opened. Fortunately there wasn’t anyone waiting to get on, so my bulging pants and flushed face went unnoticed.
As the holidays approached, my mood deteriorated. I missed my wife, her being gone nearly seven months, and I wasn’t looking forward to the holidays alone. I think Angie noticed and her visits to my office became more frequent, and if we were completely alone, like in the elevator, she would reach out and give me a hug. One day she came by my office with her arms full of boxes and papers, struggling to just get my office door open without dropping it all. She walked in and put her foot up on my chair to balance her load while she went through the papers and found the one that needed my signature. She handed me the paper and her pen. Being the clutz that I am, I dropped the pen and bent over to pick it up. When I looked up I could see straight up her skirt clear to the tiny red thong that had a gold ho ho ho printed on the almost non-existent material. She was more than used to me taking a good look when she offered a view, so I did pause a moment to look.
“Like what you see?” she asked with a smile.
“Very much. You seem to be in a holiday spirit.”
“Thank you.” She said as I signed the paper. I reached out and handed it to her, which she took. Then instead of taking the pen from my hand she took my hand and gently pulled it down and under her skirt. “I know you like to look but you never touch, and it always makes me so wet when you look.” She said softly as she placed the back of my hand against the thin material. I shifted the pen in my grip and extended two fingers, rolling my hand over and stroking her pussy through the material as she withdrew her hand.
“Ohhhhhh Yes. I thought you would never touch me.” She cooed as I stroked her increasingly wet panties. After several seconds I started to pull my hand away. “You’re not going to leave me like this?” she squeaked.
“Like what?”
“Hanging on the edge! You get me all worked up and then don’t let me cum? That’s not very nice. Don’t you like how I feel?”
“I like how you feel very much. I just don’t want to get us both in a lot of trouble.”
“Men!” she said putting her leg down and practically storming out of my office.
She came back about an hour later, coming in and sat down in the chair next to my desk. “I’m sorry I got mad at you. I know you were just trying to keep us out of trouble.”
“I’m sorry I left you hanging. I would have liked to finish what I started, but to be honest, having your husband know I was looking up your skirt is one thing, but having him know I was touching your pussy is another altogether. Last thing I need is a shotgun pointed at me.”
She laughed and scooted the chair around so she was sitting closer to me. “I don’t think you understand. He loves hearing about me being looked at and if I told him you were touching my pussy he would probably rip my clothes off and fuck me right in the middle of the dining room table! He really gets off hearing things like that.”
“I guess that’s a foreign concept to me. I’d be really upset if I found out my wife was being touched by some other guy.”
“But you have nothing against looking at or touching other women?” she asked.
“I know. Double standard, but then my wife is a bit prudish anyway. We have never aligned too well on that kind of thing. I’ve just always tried to keep it below her radar.”
“Hmmm I understand. Lots of women don’t like their guys messing around with other women. We have a rule, my husband and me, that we won’t mess around without the other around, but touching is fair game as long as we share all the details.”
“That sounds like a reasonable arrangement.”
“I like it. That way I can tease all the guys I like, and if one wants to touch a bit in return, then so much the better.” She said putting her foot up on my chair so her skirt slid up her leg to her waist, exposing her completely naked pussy. “Would you like to finish what you started?” she asked as she spread her legs wider, showing me her whole naked pussy. I really couldn’t help myself. I reached out and stroked my finger up her wet pussy lips, her moisture allowing my finger to slip easily between them as I pulled it up along her slit and across her clit. “Ohhhhhhh yes.” She whispered as she leaned back to enjoy what I was doing to her. I spent several minutes stroking her pussy, hoping no one would look in the little window on my door, and watching her face. Her hands were soon busy under her shirt and then in the open as she pushed her shirt up to expose her tits while her hands squeezed them and pulled the nipples. Her breathing became ragged as she came closer to her climax. IT washed over her almost suddenly as her body jerked and shook, as I continued to stroke her hard nub, finally slowing and stopping as her climax passed. “That was pretty damn good.” She said breathlessly. “You can do that to me any time you want.”
“You’re welcome.” I said, trying to adjust my hard dick in my pants.
“Looks like you need some relief now.” She said as she got up, pulling her shirt down over her tits and smoothing her skirt. She stepped around behind my chair and turned me around so my back was facing the door. She knelt down between my legs and quickly opened my zipper, working my dick out. “Ohhhh this is a nice one.” She cooed as she moved closer. She slipped the head of my dick into her mouth and was quickly at work slurping and stroking my dick. She seemed to be an expert and within only a few short minutes she had me spurting a huge load of cum onto her mouth. She didn’t miss a drop as she sucked my juices down, not stopping until my dick had softened considerably. She tucked my dick back into my pants and then zipped me up.
“My turn to say Thank you.” I said
“Oh belive me, it was my pleasure.”
“How does this match up with your promise not to fool around without your husband around?”
“Oh this? Oral sex is fine. When he gets home I’ll be sitting there naked waiting and as soon as he sticks his dick into me I’ll give him all the details. I have no doubt that he will cum as hard as you just did.” She said moving back to the other chair. “I have a question for you.”
“Ok.”
“Do you mind touching other women? I mean it’s not just people that tease like we do, is it?”
“I suppose if the circumstances were right. Hell. I’m a guy. How can I resist touching a naked woman?”
“Good point. We’re throwing a little Christmas party and I thought you might like to come.” She said with a smile. I thought it was a bit odd of a change of topics.
“Thanks, but I’m not sure that I could handle a bunch of screaming kids and all.”
“Oh don’t worry, this is a no kids allowed party. You really should come, I know you’ll enjoy it, besides, it’ll cheer you up!”
“I don’t know.” I said, trying to find a way to beg off.
“No excuses. I won’t take no for an answer!” she said firmly.
“Ok.” I said with a sigh. “When is it?”
“Friday.”
“Ok.” I said still hoping that I was going to find a way to get out of it.
The rest of the week had gone as slowly as the previous week. In fact, I had completely forgotten about the party, that was until Angie came in mid afternoon on Friday. “Hey. Here’s a map of how to get to our house.” She said handing me a paper. “And just so you know, this is a private party. We don’t want to advertise, if you know what I mean.”
“Ok.” I said taking the paper from her. “You sure I’m not just going to be a fifth wheel coming alone and all?”
“Believe me, you won’t be a fifth wheel. I have a few single ladies coming too, so you should be able to find someone to keep you amused.” She said with a chuckle.
“What do I need to wear? I mean it’s not a costume thing is it?”
“Just wear what makes you look sexy.” She said with a wink
“I don’t know I have anything like that.”
“Oh’ I’m sure you do. It’s nice but casual. Just relax and have some fun. You’ve been going around looking like you lost your dog. It’s time to cheer up for the holidays! That’s an order!”
“Yes maam.” I said, folding the paper and putting it in my pocket.
“Now don’t let me down! I’m expecting you! See you at seven!” she said, blowing me a kiss before she opened the door and headed out. I was wondering why I let myself get talked into this. What I really wanted to do was sit in the house and veg in front of the TV.
It was quite a ways out of town to her house, but I found it, thank you to the map. I’m not sure I would have without it. I parked and walked up to the house wearing a pair of light colored Dockers, a silk pocket t-shirt and my brown Swede leather sport coat, all topped off with my signature leather ‘indian jones’ hat. It’s my idea of nice but casual, and I thought I looked pretty good. It was dark already, but there were a fair number of cars there. I didn’t even have time to knock on the door before Angie opened it and held her hand out to draw me inside. She looked absolutely stunning, wearing a form fitting dress that was knee length with a slit that went up both sides almost to her waist. Her hard nipples attested to the fact that she had no bra on.
“I’m glad you came!” she said, giving me a huge hug that drove her hard nipples into my chest and my growing bulge against her mound. After releasing me she pulled me to the living room and introduced me to the group, after which she stuck a name tag on my jacket. “Now everyone will know what to call you.” She said with a smile before giving me a kiss on the cheek. “Now go have some fun!”
“Yes maam.” I said as I made my way into the dimly lit living room. The place was decorated to the max with Christmas wreaths, holly garlands and lots of lights. In fact, the only light in the room came from the hundreds of tiny colored bulbs flashing and blinking around the ceiling, door and window frames. It gave the whole place a sparkly atmosphere. I made my way to what obviously a bar and poured an orange soda, not being a big alcohol drinker.
“Orange! That’s pretty rugged!” a female voice said from behind me. I turned and saw a gorgeous redhead smiling at me. She was dressed in a long red dress, running from her turtleneck and sleeveless top all the way down to her ankles, the color as bright as any Santa suit. She wore red spike heels, and the formfitting dress outlined her slim hips and nicely shaped bust that supported her nametag. “Hi, I’m Jill.” She said over the recently turned on music.
“Hi. Mike.” I replied simply, trying to put my eyeballs back into their sockets.
“I take it you like my outfit?” she said moving closer so I could hear her.
“Very much so.” I replied to her.
“I’m glad. You look pretty hot yourself. I like the hat! Nice touch!”
“Thank you.”
“Do you dance?” She asked.
I looked at the middle of the large living room where a number of couples were dancing some kind of bump and grind dance. “Not much.” I replied, having to almost shout to be heard.
“We’ll fix that.” She said as she took my drink from my hand and set it on the counter. She pulled me toward the middle of the room and wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled my face next to hers. “Now just move your hips to the music.” She said as I put my arms around her. I tried my best but it was difficult to move my hips without grinding my hardening dick into her body. The song ended and we had a few moments of quiet before the next song started. “Are you bashful?” she asked with a smile.
“A bit.” I said shrugging.
“Oh, I see. The idea is to rub as much of your body against mine while we dance. That’s the whole point.”
“Oh, I see. Kind of like having sex with clothes on?”
“That’s pretty much it.” She said with a grin. “But if you want to dance without any clothes on, just let me know!”
“that’s a pretty tempting offer! Maybe a bit later.” I replied.
“I may hold you to that.” She answered as she ground her mound into my hardening dick. “I like what I feel.”
“You’re not so bad yourself.” I answered as her tits pushed against my chest, our skin separated by only the material of my thin shirt and her dress, my coat having spread enough that she was now inside it.
“I thought you couldn’t dance. You seem to be getting the hang of it pretty well.” She said as the song ended and she let go of me enough for our bodies to not be glued together.
“I had a good teacher.” I replied.
“Thank you!” She said as a slow dance came up. I put my hands on her hips and pulled her to me, swaying to the music. “You know how to do this kind of dancing very well.” She said as she put her head on my shoulder. I let my hands rub gently up and down her back, slowly stroking from her neck down to the curve of her butt. I didn’t feel any panty lines and was pretty sure she was naked under the dress. I looked around while we were dancing, and other than two more seemingly single women by the bar, there seemed to be about six more couples on the dance floor, including Angie and her husband, who’s hands were rubbing her ass through the gaps in the sides of the dress. Pretty much all the women were in either a skirt or dress, and most of the outfits were pretty damn sexy. If I were to guess I would say I was the oldest of the bunch, most of the guys and women running from late twenties to late thirties or so, and there wasn’t a dog in the bunch, so to speak. The slow song ended and she pulled slowly away from me. “I guess I better let someone else have a chance at you for a while.” She said as she led me by the hand back toward the bar. “Sue, this is Mike.” She said to a small lady standing by the bar. She was dressed in a long sleeved knit shirt and matching color wrap around skirt that went down to mid thigh. “Have fun!” she said as she put my hand on Sue’s, who in turn led me out to the dance area.
“You’ll have to excuse me a bit. I’m just learning how to dance like this.” I said to her as I pulled her close. She snuggled her body against mine, the top of her head only coming to my chin, and that was with her wearing spike heels. She wrapped her arms around my body inside my coat and pulled her body tight to mind, grinding her tits and mound against me.
“You’re doing just fine.” She said as she turned her head up to face mine.
We continued to dance and I let my hands roam around her body. She had on a bra which was holding her fairly good sized tits up, but her nipples were still poking through the thin material. I was also pretty sure that she had no panties on under the dress.
“Can I ask a question?” I asked as I stroked her butt gently.
“As long as you keep doing that, sure.”
“Is it my imagination, or aren’t any of the women here wearing panties?”
“Why do you ask?”
“Just seemed a bit odd that I didn’t see any panty lines and l see lots of form fitting dresses. I don’t think you have any on either.”
“Oh? Why don’t you find out?” she said with a grin.
I slid my hand lower and then slid up under her skirt, finding lots of bare leg and ass. I rubbed around her bare ass and finally felt down as far as I could between her legs, the tips of my fingers finding the bottom edge of her pussy.
“Nope, no panties.” I answered her.
“Hmmmmm you have nice hands.”
“That wasn’t the question.” I said as softly as I could over the music.
“Angie said you hadn’t ever been to one of her parties, so let’s just say that no, you won’t find any right now. We all took them off coming in the door. You will just have to wait for the reason. I have a hunch you will enjoy.”
“Am I the only newcomer as you put it?”
“Yep. Angie said you would need some cheering up, with your wife gone and all.”
“Seems everyone knows all about me.”
“Not all…” she said as she pulled one hand around from behind me and slid it between us and stroked my dick through my pants. Saved by the music! I stepped back slightly as the song ended and the music died down.
“Thanks for the dance.” I said, leading her back to the bar where I picked up my soda and took a long drink, mostly to cool myself off. If this kept up I was going to be doing the horizontal mombo with one of the hot women.
The music disappeared altogether and Angie called out “Ok everyone. Time for reindeer games!” There was as fair amount of clapping and cheering as she motioned for us to quiet down. “Let’s all go down to the recroom and we’ll get started on the first game!” She said before climbing down from the chair.
Jill grabbed me by one arm and brightly announced that she would be my partner. Sue, not to be outdone took my other arm and I was steered to the stairs and down to the recroom. Neither girl wanted to let go long enough to go down the stairs, so I settled it by taking one of each of their hands and letting one go before and one after me. Once downstairs the entire group, about nine guys, including me, and eleven women, including Jill and Sue. The one lone woman, a good looking lady named ‘Tabby’ was sandwiched between what I assumed was a wife on one side and Jill on the other. Other than that variation, we were arranged boy girl.
“Ok. Just for some fun. We’re going to do pass the ball. I’m sure everyone remembers how this goes. Pass the ball from one person to the other without using your hands. If you drop it you and your partner are out. We’ll start with this Grapefruit!” she said holding up a pink grapefruit. She stepped back into the circle and put the grapefruit under her chin and passed it to the guy next to her. The grapefruit continued on around and Jill was chest to chest, passing it to me. Once I had it I turned and passed to Sue, who in turn passed it around. Only one couple dropped it and was eliminated by the time it got all the way around. There was of course plenty of cheering and comments from the group as it went around. Angie took the grapefruit out and replaced it with an orange. A bit more challenging and caused two more couples to be eliminated by the time it got to us. Jill did an excellent job of transferring it to me, and pushing her tits all around on my body at the same time. I nearly dropped it, catching it with the side of my face on Sue’s big tits. I rolled it up with my face, pushing and smashing her tits in the process. Once she got it under her chin she passed it on and then turned back to me.
“If you want to play with my tits, just ask.” She grinned.
“Sorry.” I said blushing a tad as I took off my coat and tossed it on a chair.
“Don’t be sorry, I kind of liked it.” She said as she slid next to me and put one arm around me, pulling my neck down with her other and giving me a very wet, sensual kiss.
The orange was replaced with a lemon, and things got more interesting. Jill nearly dropped it passing it to me and Sue did drop it passing it to the guy next to her. She was eliminated as was he, and I now had a new partner next to me. My new partner was about my height, I guessed mid thirties, with a nice skirt and a button down silk blouse that was open practically to her naval. It was also very evident that her large tits were swinging quite free of any support.
“Hello, my name is Maria.” She said holding her hand out. I took it and shook it gently.
“Mike.” I replied simply.
“Well Mike, things are going to get a bit cozy next.” She said as another couple dropped out. All that was left in the circle now were two guys besides myself, Jill, Tabby, my new partner, Angie and another lady I didn’t know.
Angie took and ice cube and held it up for us all to see. “If it melts while you have it you and your partner drop out. We will continue until only one couple is left standing!” With that she put the ice cube in her mouth and leaned over to Tabby. It looked like kissing, but in reality she was passing the cube into Tabby’s mouth. My already hard dick jumped at the sight. Tabby quickly passed it to Jill, who turned and pulled my face to hers. We put our lips together with our heads tilted and she pushed the shrinking cube into my mouth. I hated to break the sort of kiss, but quickly turned and passed it on to Maria, who quickly licked my lips seductively before she turned and passed it to the guy next to her. By the time I got back to the guy next to Angie, not her husband by the way, the cube had melted and he and the woman next to him were eliminated, leaving Angie with a new partner. Angie started a new cube, which came she passed to Tabby, who kissed it into Jill’s mouth. Jill and I did our hot sexy kiss impression while she passed the cube to me and I passed it to Maria, who passed it on. To my surprise the cube made it all the way back to Tabby, who had nothing left to make the pass to Jill with and both she and Jill were eliminated. Before Jill dropped out she put her arms around me and gave me a real kiss, lots of tongue and lip.
“Just to keep you thinking about me for later.” She said before moving out of the circle.
Angie was now next to me and put another cube in her mouth. For some reason I had never really thought about kissing her, but as she moved close to me our lips met and she pushed the cube into my mouth, swishing her tongue around mine a bit more than was required before breaking the kiss. I turned and passed to Maria and then watched Maria pass it to the guy next to Angie, who in turn kissed it into Angie’s mouth. Angie passed to me and I turned to quickly passed what was left Maria. By the time she her lips to mine, it was gone, eliminating Maria and Myself. There was considerable shouting and cheering for the winners while Maria and I stepped off to the side. Apparently the winners got to have a real kiss, which Angie started and kept going for a full minute. Maria spent that time giving me an equally sensuous kiss, finally pulling away after the winning couple did. “You may not be able to dance, but you can really kiss. I’d like to get that tongue on another part of my body.” She panted in my ear before pulling away to start the next game.
“Ok everyone! Next game! Squeeze the sugar plums. Here’s how it works. The guys all sit in a circle blindfolded. You ladies are going to write your bra size on one of these chips. When the music starts, you get to pick a guy and sit on his lap. He has three guesses to figure out your bra size before the music ends. All you can say is yes or no. If he doesn’t guess in three tries or runs out of time, he loses and the lady he didn’t guess gets to remove one piece of clothing. If he’s out of clothes, then he gets eliminated. Last guy in wins. Oh yes, since they are blindfolded touching is greatly encouraged… by both parties!” She said loudly, to which the ladies applauded loudly. Had I known this was a sex party, I would never have come, but I was here and I was turned on more than I could remember, so I decided to stay.
I was seated in a chair and had no idea who was near me, but when the music started I felt a lady sit on my lap. I really enjoy tits, so this game was going to be fun. I quickly felt up the front of the dress in front of me with one hand, cupping and hefting a set of nice tits. I guess a 38 D and was told no, to which I followed a 36 D, getting a kiss as a way of reply. I took it that was correct, but I continued to play with her tits with one hand while playing with as much of her firm ass as was hanging over my lap with the other. I squeezed and teased her nipples until the music stopped, at which time she got up announced, somewhat breathlessly, that I had guessed correctly.
There was some shuffling and an unknown number of guys were relieved of a piece of clothing. The music started again and another lady sat on my lap. I quickly decided this was Maria, given the feel of the silk blouse. I slipped my hand into her open shirt and lifted and squeezed her bare tit. She squeezed my dick in return as I suggested a 40 D, 38 D and a 42D. She leaned over and whispered in my ear that it was 38DD and it was going to cost me my pants, while her hand unzipped my pants and snaked inside. She stroked my dick and soon had me sticking out of my pants while I squeezed and played with her nipples.
The music stopped and she gave me one final squeeze before getting up and removing my pants. When the music started again there was a much smaller woman on my lap. I felt up the front of her dress, and found two much smaller breasts. I thought I recognized them as one of the ladies I hadn’t met, but saw in the circle on the last game. She was wearing a skirt and turtleneck, so I slid my hand back down to her lap and then went back up again, this time under her shirt. She giggled and wiggled around on my lap as I felt her small breasts. I was not at all sure I was going to get this right, partly because I was a big tit man, but also because in her wiggling she had moved my dick, which the last lady had left sticking up out of my underwear, so it was pushing against her wet pussy, and to ruin my concentration even more, she was gently stroking the bottom side of my head, making me fear an early eruption. I guessed a 28 A, followed by a 30 A. Both were wrong. I was down to one guess. I knew she was slim, so I guessed a 32 B and was rewarded with a whispered no and a giggle. I had lost another round, but I still had to survive her playing with me.
The music ended and thankfully she stood up and removed my underwear, leaving me only in my shirt. I was also left again not knowing how many others had won or lost. After a short amount of whispering, the music started once again. I felt a hand wrap around my hard dick and then warmth envelope it as my next lady sat not only on my lap, but on my dick. I felt her sopping wet pussy engulf my dick and nearly forgot that I was supposed to be feeling her tit size. I moved my hand up her body and found a pile of cloth around her waist, and then traveled up. I cupped first one and then the other breast in my hand, squeezing her nipples as she wiggled on my hard dick. I guessed a 38C and 36C, both times being wrong. I had one guess left, but the distraction was making it hard to concentrate. Finally I guessed 34C and was rewarded with a kiss. I continued to play with her tits until the music ended.
The next round started like the last. I felt a new wet pussy settle down on my dick, this one quite a bit tighter than that last. I put my hand on the leg and slid my hand up under the dress, working my way to her tits. I made a short pause and slid my fingers across her clit and hairless pussy before heading up. These felt like a good C cup, very firm and bouncy with hard nipples. I was pretty sure that I had Angie sitting on my lap, but I may never know for sure. I declared a 34 C and was rewarded with a kiss and a wiggle. We sat and played with each other until the music ended and then she disappeared, with no trace.
Once again the music started and another warm pussy settled on my dick. I slid my hand up her body and found a very short button down dress. I had remembered seeing this on one of the ladies across the circle in the last game. I pushed the material up so I could slide my hand up her to her chest and found that she had a bra on with a front closure. I easily flicked the clasp open and was rewarded with a large pair of tits, which I squeezed and played with before offering the size 38 DD. She leaned down and kissed me hotly on the lips as an answer, leaving her mouth connected to mine and her tongue flashing all around mine. I squeezed her nipples and she moaned in my mouth, wiggling her butt around on my dick. Finally the music stopped and I was declared the winner and given an official boob inspectors hat. Angie told me this would be worth while later, as she placed it on my head with one hand and stroked my exposed dick with the other. With my blindfold finally off I realized I was the only guy wearing anything at all, and most of them were standing around with women playing with their dicks. I got the idea that they were just keeping them hard for some reason. It was also obvious that a number of guys had their hands busy between women’s legs as well.
Angie pulled my shirt off and tossed it on the pile of clothes next to my chair and then put my boob inspector hat back on. She helped me stand up and then announced the next game, package wrapping. I wasn’t sure how this was going to work, but Angie, held a bowl up high and each of us had to draw a name.
Since I won the last game I got first pick and drew the name Sarah, a slim lady about mid thirties wearing a mini skirt and sleeveless turtleneck. She didn’t have particularly large breasts, but she was pretty hot none the less. Angie went on to explain the game. Each guy had to undress his partner, no hands of course, and then go to the table by the wall with underwear, select a pair that they think belongs to their partner and then put them on them. If they are right, they stop, if wrong, they had to take them back off, still no hands, and then pick a different pair. Once they had the right pair, without taking them back off they had to make their female partner climax.
Since there were more women than guys, the first three done would win the first round, and get to play one more time. We were paired off with our partners and the music started, indicating it was time to start. The music was appropriately, stripper music. I went to work on the button with my lips and then pulled the zipper down with my teeth. Her skirt came off easily, sliding down her slim legs, revealing a completely shaved pussy that smelled heavily of arousal. I grabbed her shirt bottom with my mouth and pulled up while she squatted down to help me. I made good time getting her undressed, unlike the guy next to me that had to try to undo all those buttons on his partners dress. I walked to the table and had to guess at her underwear. I figured a thong and looked at the three choices. Ho ho ho was one that I had seen Angie wear, so I passed that one and chose one that matched the skirt color. I was back in seconds on my knees helping her step into the panties and pulling them up with my teeth, rubbing my nose against her bare pussy as I worked. She moaned slightly as I tried to work the strings up her ass with my mouth, finally getting it in place. To my disappointment she shook her head no and I pulled them back off, her wet scent filling my nose as I carried them back to the table. I still thought thong, so I selected the white pair and worked them up her legs, pausing long enough to take a taste of her pussy before covering it with material.
I had chosen well and she wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled her body to mine, kissing me feverishly. I slid a hand between her legs and let my fingers slip between the material and her pussy as she tried to hump my hand. She came quickly, her juices gushing over my fingers. I really wanted to just bend her over and screw her right there, but when I suggested it she said to be patient, and went back to kissing me.
I was one of the three winners, and we drew names for the last round partners. To my surprise I got Angie. She winked at me and motioned for one of the other ladies to start the music. I got on my knees and grabbed the hem of her dress and pulled up with my mouth while she lowered herself, She was naked in no time at all, the one piece garment coming off over her head. It was the first time I had seen her completely naked and I had to stop myself from pausing just to enjoy the view that she had teased me for so many times. I knew exactly which pair of panties was hers, and made a beeline for the table. I brought back her thong and she stepped into the loops of material and I worked it up her body. I looked at the other two and knew that I was way ahead, and stopped to lick her pussy a few times, something I had wanted to do more than once already. I finished pulling her thong up grabbing the straps over her ass with my teeth and pulling them up. I stood up and she wrapped her arms around me and kissed me hungrily.
“Quick! Make me cum!” she whispered in my ear after she broke the kiss, my hand already pushing the material aside so I had access to her pussy. I put my other hand to work on her tits. She was extremely turned on and I had no trouble making her climax quickly, her body shaking and shuddering in my arms. “God I needed that!” she breathed heavily in my ear. I pushed my dick between her legs and wanted to throw her down and fuck her right then, but she pushed me gently back. “Wait for the next game, you’re going to need that hard dick!” she grinned. We were declared the winners, and the room cheered, everyone now naked except the women, who were now wearing only panties.
Angie had all the men line up along one wall and all the women along the other, their panties removed and held in their hands. Selection for the next game, Angie announced, would be based on the ring toss principle, The women would partner with the man who’s dick they got their panties to hang on. There had to be some strategy on the part of the women, since there were more than one per guy. The three that didn’t get one hanging would have to sit out. The ladies jockeyed for position and tossed their panties from a line about ten feet away. The lady that succeeded on me was one of the ladies that sat on my lap with the big tits. Without name tags I was at a loss to remember her name even if I did know it in the first place.
After several tosses all the guys had been chosen and we paired up for the next game, which Angie explained was called pin the reindeer in the tail. She went on to explain that the game was simple. The woman got to put a condom on the guy, and then turned around and bent over, holding her knees. The guy had to spear his partner and leave the condom behind so it was sticking out of her like a tail. It didn’t take me more than two seconds to see that this was the guys chance to finally get off, now that all the ladies had been brought off by hand. It seemed a clever little game, safe sex and reducing sloppy seconds at the same time. My partner pulled my face to hers and began sensuously kissing me while stroking my dick back to its full size. Her large soft tits pressed into my chest while she kissed me, both hands now busy with my dick.
“Ok stud. Fuck me!” she said huskily before pulling away and bending over. I had no trouble getting into her wet pussy, sliding my raging hardon fully into her. I really wanted to grab her ass or tits, but had to remain with my hands behind my back. The room quickly filled with the sounds of bodies slapping together, moaning and groaning. I heard a number of women crying out in ecstasy as they came from the dicks being thrust into them. My own dick had its limit and I shoved hard into my partner, emptying spurt after spurt of my cum into the condom, her own climax coming with mine. The two of us stood there shaking and twitching as our bodies came down from the peak of pleasure. Now all I had to do was stand there and let my dick go down enough to slip from the condom. It was a waiting game. Pull out too quickly, and you would pull the condom with you, pull out too late and you would lose. I waited, but the sight of all those naked tits hanging and swinging, along with the three women that didn’t get chosen bouncing and clapping for their choice to win was keeping me up much more than I wanted. In the end another guy pulled free of his before my dick would go down and when I withdrew I pulled the condom out, still attached.
My partner stood up and turned to me, hugging me, telling me it was a good try and thank you. She pulled the condom off and gave my dick a squeeze before walking off. Jill came up and gave me a big hug, pressing her tits into me. Angie announced a break in the games and put on some music for dancing. Jill led me by the hand back upstairs to get a drink. The music was loud enough we could easily hear it, and she decided she wanted to dance. Fortunately the music was a slow dance, and I enjoyed having her tits brushing against my chest as we danced. I hadn’t ever danced with anyone naked before, well, naked except for her red spike heels. It didn’t take long for my semi-hard dick to harden up and be brushing her red tuft of hair.
“Hmmm I like that better.” She said after pushing my dick down so it stuck between her legs.
“I have to admit that is nice.” I replied as her wet pussy lips rode up and down the top of my dick. Unfortunately the song ended too soon for my taste and a bit hotter tune came on.
“OH yeah!” she said pulling away and turning around. “Just like we did earlier, but this time naked!” She began humping and bumping her ass into me while I ran my hands up and down her body. The motions of the dance allowed her to easily pull my dick between her legs and push it up against her pussy. She bent over some at the waist, shaking her shoulders and tits while she worked my dick into her tight hole. Standing back up as I sunk into her. “OH god yes!” she cried as she worked up and down my dick, my hands rubbing around her body and squeezing her nipples and tits. We danced and ground our bodies together, one of my hands finding its way between her legs from the front. I stroked her clit as she slid up and down my rigid shaft, turning her dancing into jerking as she climaxed on my dick. Her pulsing pussy was more than I could handle and I began dumping a huge amount of pent-up cum into her. Feeling my pulsing cock seemed to drive her climax even higher, any pretense of dancing temporarily suspended while we fought to control our bodies in our mutual climax. Slowly we regained our composure and breathing.
“That was sure interesting. I may have to spend a lot more time dancing.” I whispered her as we stood there, rocking each other, still spooned together with my dick inside her.
“We really weren’t supposed to do that you know.” She said quietly.
“I didn’t know.”
“I did, but I wanted you in me so bad. I’ve wanted you in me since I saw you undressed in the games earlier.”
“Well, you got me.” I said quietly.
“I hope you can recover quickly. We have some more games yet and I’d hate to think you would miss out.”
“As long as I keep seeing all these gorgeous naked bodies and bouncing tits, I don’t see how I could not be hard.” I said as the music changed to a slower tune. She moved a little and my dick slid from her pussy, unleashing a small torrent of our juices from within her.
“Come with me.” She said as she took my hand and pulled me toward the bathroom. She pulled me inside and closed the door behind us. She used some toilet paper to clean the stream of cum off her legs and then squatted down in front of me. She quickly placed my dick into her hot mouth and licked and sucked every drop of cum off of me, as well as sucking me back to reasonable stiffness. She stood up and kissed me wetly, sharing some of my own taste with me. I turned her and backed her toward the sink and then lifted her naked ass onto the edge. I hadn’t ever done this before, but I figured what the hell. I crouched down between her legs and slowly licked up her pussy and across her clit, bringing a moan and a shiver from her.
“Ohhhh I like that.” She said quietly as I continued to lick her sopping wet pussy. I could taste the saltiness of my cum mixed with the sweetness of her pussy juices. I really enjoy oral sex, but this was the first time I was turned on enough to try it after filling someone with cum. The music ended and I soon heard Angie calling for us.
“Come on.” Jill said sliding off the counter. “Time to go.”
“There you are!” Angie said as we came out of the bathroom. “Been being bad have we?” she winked.
“Very!” Jill whispered.
“Was it good?” Angie queried as we walked toward the downstairs.
“Oh yes.”
“Good. I had a small sample earlier, and I thought he would be good.”
“He was. Very good.” Jill said as if I wasn’t there.
“Here they are!” Angie said as we stepped back into the rec room. “I found them upstairs getting a snack.”
“I bet.” I heard a female voice say. “I wouldn’t mind a snack of that.”
“At ease.” Another female voice said.
“Ok next game!” Angie called from the middle of the room. “This one is called up the chimney. Since the guys had a chance to guess the size of our tits, some more successful than others, its out turn to guess the size of their dicks. The way this works is that each guy will measure himself and write the answer down. Then we will go round robin, with each lady sitting on every dick. They guess the size and write it on the card, and the winner will be the one with the most correct guesses.”
There seemed to be considerable talking on this one, with both sexes finding it interesting. “Just to keep the guys honest in their measurements, the guy with the most correct guesses on his size will also win a prize. Now if you gentlemen will kindly walk over to the table and measure up, we’ll get started.”
It only took a few minutes for us to all measure up using some old school type plastic rulers. The next fifteen minutes were pure agony, not! Each of the twelve ladies took their turns sitting on our laps, sliding their hot pussies down out dicks. I was glad that I had put that extra load of cum into Jill, or I would never have lasted. Several of the ladies were not particularly tight, but others were quite honestly a tight fit. One little gal took nearly a full minute to get settled on my dick, working me into herself an inch at a time and then climaxing around me as soon as she felt the head of my dick pressing against her cervix. That brought a number of cheers and comments from the ladies around her, making her blush. Once all the pussies had sampled all the dicks, the scores were tallied and Tabby won with the most correct guesses, and one of the other guys had the most correct guesses of his members size. For my part I seemed to have the fewest correct guesses, which Jill later attributed to the fact that I grew considerably larger between when she had sucked me hard again and when she sat on my dick. The prize for the winning lady was a nice ten inch dildo, and the wining guy was given a box of chocolate candies shaped like tits.
“Ok next game!” Angie called when the noise settled. “What would a good day be without a pie eating contest, however, the pie in this case will be pussy covered with whip cream. The rules are simple. The guys draw for a partner, and the winner will be the first one to get all the whip cream off and make his partner climax. Oh, yes… Guys, no hands or dicks allowed. Only lips and tongues!”
We all reached into the hat and drew our partners. To my surprise I ended up with Tabby. Each of the ladies sat in the chairs we had used earlier, with the guys kneeling in front of them. The ladies who didn’t get picked moved down the line covering each pussy with spray whip cream as the ladies put their feet up on the guys shoulders, spreading their legs wide. Someone shouted go and we all went to work. I stared on Tabby’s thighs, licking the cream off and also teasing her body with my tongue. She soon had her head back and was moaning in pleasure as I licked closer and closer to her pussy, finally stroking her soft lips with my tongue. I heard a scream of pleasure as someone went over the top, but kept at it anyway, wanting to make sure I got her off. I sucked her clit into my mouth and nibbled it, sending her already sensitive pussy into spasms of pleasure, her juices gushing out around my mouth. I was horribly turned on an leaking like crazy, ready to stick it into any pussy that was willing. Finally the game was called over after the last women came in a screaming shuddering climax. She may have been last but her climax was far from the least.
“Ok next game!” Angie called. “Guys, I know you are more than ready to cum. So now is your chance. This little game I call Reindeer ropes. Each guy gets to pick a partner. Her job is to get you off and aim your cum at the target. Most cum in the target wins.” The target in this case was a circle drawn on plastic sheet on the floor about six feet way. I wasn’t sure I would even hit it, let alone get any significant amount into it. I had to choose a partner, and wasn’t really sure who to pick. Angie solved that dilemma by coming over to me before I got a chance to pick.
“Any objections if I do this?” she asked quietly.
“Nope.” I answered, expecting her to stand behind me and jack me off. To my surprise she knelt down in front of me and quickly began sucking my dick into her mouth. As turned on as I was I was sure this wasn’t going to take long. I had my eyes closed and was groaning in anticipation of the impending release when I heard someone else go off, grunting loudly in time with his spurts. Angie just kept working on my dick with her mouth, squeezing the base of my dick to keep me from shooting. It was finally more than I could stand and she pulled off of my dick just as I began exploding, sending streams of cum arching through the air to land on the plastic sheeting. After a few long spurts, the length reduced and she quickly put my dick into her mouth to milk the last of my cum out. She stood up and hugged me close, pressing her hard nipples into my chest. “Make sure you fuck me before you go home.” She whispered before letting go of me.
It turned out I didn’t win, but I was surprised to see that I had three shots make it to the circle. The winner had a copious seven shots hit the circle, clearly the big shooter.
With most of the women freshly eaten and the guys well emptied, the games changed. Several twister mats were pulled out and Angie set herself up as caller with two guys and two girls at each mat. The exception was my mat, which, since I had been crowned official boob inspector, got the remaining odd woman, leaving me with two, including Sue and another women whose names I didn’t remember. The game started out and after a number of moves the three of us were tangled bodies. Things got a bit more interesting on the next spin, with a left foot blue. I was able to get into a position to manage this, leaving my dick hanging inches from Sue’s face. She wasted no time in turning her head far enough to suck my dick into her mouth. She was so intent on getting it hard again that she didn’t hear the next move, ‘ right hand red’. This pulled her out of reach of my dick but also caused the lady with us to have to twist around, being almost inverted, her pussy shoved against my face. I only got a few licks of her spread pussy before the next play, causing all three of us to collapse in a heap. We had to sit out the rest of the round until there was only one group left. We mixed up partners and I ended up with Angie and Jill on my mat. We made several moves, pushing naked bodies against each other as we tried to get hands and feet on the correct colors. I was rolled on my back in a crab position with Angie straddling me, facing me. With a wicked grin she lowered her pussy down, finding my hard dick and rubbing her wet lips around the head. The next call came in as left foot blue, allowing her to move her leg only two spaces, sinking her pussy around my dick in the process.
“ohhhhhh yes.” She sighed as her pussy clenched and relaxed around me. I still had to move my leg, but I really didn’t want to. What I was doing just then felt fine to me. Left foot blue was nearly impossible for me to do, and we ended up in a heap with Angie still impaled on my dick. As soon as my ass hit the plastic she started riding my dick, sliding up and down my shaft. It was clear she had waited a long time for this and was going to make the most of it. Not go be left out Jill moved over and squatted over my face, lowering her pussy to my lips. I could hear clapping and cheering in the background as someone proclaimed that the games appeared to be over and would anyone care to fuck. At that point I didn’t really care. I had a pussy over my face and Angie riding my shaft. What more could a man ask for? I liked and sucked on Jill’s soft pussy lips, periodically flicking my tongue across her clit. She shuddered and ground her pussy against my face as her orgasm washed over her, dousing my face with her juices. I helped her move off my face and sit near us to catch her breath, all the time Angie continued plunging my dick into her. ”
“OH GOD!” Angie cried as a second orgasm overcame her since she started riding me. The whole room seemed to be filled with the sounds of sex as couples moved off to use furniture around the room or move off to other rooms. Finally Angie had all she could take and lay down on my chest, her firm tits pressing into me. “Oh that was worth waiting for.” She panted
“You liked?”
“Oh yes… both times. I’ve been dreaming about fucking you for months.”
“If it’s any consolation, I have had a few dreams of doing you as well.” I replied as she rocked her hips slightly.
“I can’t believe you’re still hard. I tried so hard to make you cum.”
“Oh. I’m sorry.”
“Hell don’t be sorry. I wish Jack had that kind of staying power. I can’t remember the last time I was able to ride through a double.”
“Glad I could be of service.”
“OH you were…. Now. Remember that I said the official boob inspector hat would be worth it?”
“Yeah. But I thought the extra girls in this game was the prize for that.”
“Oh hell no! Wearer of the hat gets to recline in comfort and have each of the ladies come by to visit you. They do their best to be declared queen of breasts. They have until midnight, about another hour and a half, before you make your pronouncement, and oh yes, whoever you choose as queen gets to spend the night with you.”
“I could just declare you queen!” I said.
“Sorry, no dice. As hostess I am not allowed. That doesn’t mean I can’t have fun, but I can’t be picked.”
“Shucks. I wouldn’t have minded spending the night with you.”
“Don’t worry.” She said kissing me on the lips. “That may yet happen.” She looked at me a long time before climbing off my still hard dick and led me upstairs to a small bedroom. There was a recliner and a queen size bed, as well as a bathroom. “Enjoy.” She said kissing me gently on the lips. “I told you I would make sure you had fun.”
“Was the game rigged?” I asked her.
She thoughtfully looked at the ceiling. “Only a little. The ladies decided to make sure you won by picking to your strengths. We really only had to cheat on one, and that wasn’t by much.”
I sat down in the recliner shaking my head as Angie walked out and Tabby walked in, her big tits swinging as she walked on spike heels. She climbed up in the chair facing me and impaled herself on my dick, slowly riding me while feeding me one of her large tits. This was defiantly going to be fun.
Tabby was still working up and down my dick when I felt another set of hands stroking my legs. Tabby reluctantly pulled off of my dick and slipped from the chair as another of the ladies moved into it. She had much smaller tits, and kissed me aggressively. She had a nice tight pussy, but her style really didn’t do much for me. I wasn’t disappointed when she left to be replaced by Maria.
“Hey stud.” She said as she climbed into the chair, holding herself up so her huge DD tits swung inches from my face. “I hear you like big tits.”
“I do.”
“Then why don’t you come show me how you can fuck them.” She said as she pushed the foot rest of the chair down and pulled me out of it. She knelt in front of me and wrapped her tits around my, lubricating me with her saliva. Each time I stroked up she wrapped her lips and tongue around the head of my dick, swirling it around before I pulled out again. I made the trip time after time, each trip drawing me closer to climax. I was almost ready to cum when the next lady walked in. She was slim and tall with only moderate sized tits. She looked good, but I could tell she wasn’t happy about having to follow Maria, who reluctantly let my dick free of her tits.
“Sorry stud.” She said. “I thought I was going to make it there.”
I pulled her back over to me and kissed her wet mouth. “You’re not out of it yet.” I whispered. “I just want to feel your pussy before you go.”
“my pleasure.” She said turning around and bending over. I pushed my dick into her and stroked only a few times before I blew my load into her, shooting stream after stream of cum into her. “OHHHHHH” she cried out, shuddering. “God!” she said as she pulled off my dripping dick. She looked over at the other lady. “Sorry Lisa, I think I took part of your time!”
“Don’t worry. I needed to get home to the kids tonight anyway.” She responded with a long face, obviously disappointed.
I reached out and took her hand and pulled her back toward the chair as Maria walked out, leaving a little trail of juices. I sat down and pulled Lisa up into the chair and coaxed her higher until I could pull her pussy to my face.
“Oh yes. I love getting eaten.” She cooed as I licked and tickled her clit. I looked up and saw her playing with her own tits, pulling the nipples and twisting them as I pushed her closer. “Oh god… so close.” She practically cried as I worked her clit feverishly, tasting more of her sweet nectar as she grew closer to climax. I slipped a finger into her pussy and began rubbing the top of her tunnel causing her body to practically explode in screaming spasms. Her cries of “oh fuck” and “Fuck yes” echoed and probably could be heard all through the house as she shook and trembled on top of me. She slowly slid down, dragging her wet pussy down my chest until she could lean against me with her head against mine, her chest heaving for breath. “Can I ask a question?”
“Sure.”
“Why did you do that? You didn’t have to. I mean, we’re supposed to pleasure you.”
“Who says licking a sweet pussy like yours off isn’t pleasure?” I asked
“Your strange…. But man, are you one hell of a lover.”
“I guess I’ll take that as a compliment.”
“I hope so… I meant it as one. I’m just disappointed that I didn’t get to have that nice dick inside me.
“Well, you have until someone comes.” I said quietly, feeling my dick already start to recover somewhat.
She reached behind her and found my hardening dick and massaged it until it was hard enough to push into her pussy. Still not bone hard by any stretch, but hard enough for her to work inside herself. She sat down and I could feel her pussy massaging my dick as I grew harder, pulling her chest to my mouth and sucking a nipple. “Ohhhh yes. Just keep growing.” She mumbled as she began to rock her hips. I had to admit that I was getting quite a bit harder quite a bit faster than I should have, but I wasn’t complaining. Before long she was bouncing up and down my shaft with abandon, only to have to quit when the next lady came in.
“So what would you like?” she asked. She was not as thin as some others but not a bad build either with nice round full tits that had some sag just because of their size. She sat on the edge of the chair and gently stroked my glistening dick.
“What would you like to give me?” I asked back.
She rolled onto the chair, and gently licked up the length of my dick, sucking the head into her mouth and swirling her tongue around the head. She popped it out of her mouth with a loud slurp and then began kissing her way up my body. “I… here…you…like… tits” she said between kisses.
“I do.” I responded.
“Good.” She said as her tits reached my dick. She lifted her body so that her tits hung between us and gently began rubbing my dick around her nipples, teasing them harder. “You like that?” she cooed.
“Oh yes.” I groaned quietly. “that is very nice.”
“Would you like to fuck them?” she asked simply.
“OH yes.” I said, getting more and more turned on by the second.
She slid off the chair and reached out for me, pulling me up out of the chair and over to the bed. She slid onto the bed and then crawled up, sticking her ass in the air to give me a good look at her glistening pussy. After holding this position while I crawled onto the bed and sliding my dick into her waiting hole, she pulled off my now lubricated dick and rolled over. She slid down between my legs until I was straddling her chest and then pressed her tits around my dick. I began to slowly stroke in and out of the crevice she created. Each time my dick came clear of her tits she would let it slide into her mouth and wet it with her saliva. If I hadn’t come so many times already I would be squirting cum all over her by now. I continued to stroke her for several minutes before I felt a pair of hands slide around me. The lady below me didn’t seem at all disturbed and continued to suck my cock head each time it came in range. The hands behind me reached around and began to gently tease my nipples while she kissed my shoulders and neck. I felt her blow into my ear, sending shivers down my spine before she licked my earlobe and sucked it into her mouth. With one hand she teased my nipples, and the other stroked up and down my stomach, ticking the top of my dick as I stroked between the tits below me. I felt her hand move around to my butt and stroke my bare skin there, slowly working her hand down between my legs until she was stroking my balls in time with my strokes between the tits I was straddling. I felt my balls tighten as she stroked down the bottom side and across the small sensitive spot between there and my anus. The combination of sensations were quickly reaching critical mass. I really wasn’t sure I was going to last much longer with this dual sensations. I felt her finger stroke across my balls once again as I pushed between the tits, and stroke back as I pulled back. She did this several times before she took her hand away. I felt her fingers return, warm and wet and slick. She did this several times, lubricating me with her own pussy juices, allowing her finger to slide across my anus as I stroked backwards. It hit me like lightning as her finger slipped inside me on the backstroke instead of sliding across. It was not only unexpected, but something that I had never felt before. She held it inside me only an inch or so as I pushed forward suddenly, spouting my cum all over the face of the lady below me. Shot after shot lanced out, splashing on her face as she tried to catch it in her mouth, finally wrangling the streaming serpent with her lips and sucking my juices. The fingertip was slowly withdrawn as my body stopped shaking, finally gaining its own control back after the sudden spike in sensations.
“Holly shit.” I breathed as the lady behind me moved around and leaned down to help lick my cum off the face of the lady below me. I watched the two share my cum between them, kissing and licking each other as my dick softened between her tits. After a few short minutes the two ladies went to work cleaning my dick off, licking all the cum from not only my dick but my balls. I reached back and found the bare ass of the lady that was behind me and stroked her pussy appreciatively. I slid one finger into her as she moaned around my dick and pulled some of her juices out. The two ladies kissed each other around my dick, finally abandoning it all together as they began to sensuously kiss each other for their own benefit as much as mine. The lady below snaked her arms between them and began massaging the lady on top’s tits, making her moan louder as they kissed. I worked my finger from inside her and found her clit, stroking it in long slow strokes. She pushed back at my hand and wiggled her butt, clearly wanting harder contact. I placed the flat of my hand against her pussy lips and pressed my finger on her clit as I rubbed my palm against her pussy. The lady below had one hand on a tit and the other wrapped around my softened dick, trying to stroke it back to life. As much as I hated to admit it, I had a feeling that I was through for the night. That didn’t stop her from continuing to work on me as the two kissed in front of me.
“Spank her.” Jill’s voice said as she leaned against me from behind. “That’s what she’s waiting for.”
“Spank her?”
“Uh huh.” Jill whispered.
I pulled my hand from her pussy and swatted her bottom, leaving a red mark. She squealed into her friends mouth as they continued to kiss.
“Again.” Jill whispered.
I pulled my hand back again and swatted her other cheek. She squealed again, breaking the kiss long enough to pant out “harder!” I leaned back a bit and slid one hand between her legs from in front of her, putting my palm on her clit and slipping a finger inside her pussy. With my other hand I swatted her ass harder, making her buck against my palm. Again I swatted her ass, leaving a red hand print.
“Again.” Jill whispered as she stroked my back. “It’s what she wants.”
I swatted again and saw tears drip down onto the face below her. I was afraid I was hurting her but she pulled away long enough to cry out “again…harder…please!”
I swatted her ass twice more, one on each cheek, hard enough to hurt my hand. On the second swat her whole body shook and bucked against my palm a she climaxed, reaching between her legs and pushing my palm harder against her clit and my finger deeper into her wet hole. She shook for nearly a minute before she rolled off to one side, freeing the lady below me.
“Thank you.” She panted.
“You’re welcome.” I said
“That’s Tina.” Jill said motioning with her head toward the lady I just spanked, “and that’s Becky that you just tit fucked. She really likes that kind of thing.”
“She did seem to enjoy it, although I don’t think she ever got off.” I said looking down at Becky.
“No, but I’m confident that I’ll have a chance with you again later.” She said with a smile. Pulling my hands to her tits, which I gave an appreciative squeeze to.
“I know you’re not through all the women, but do you have a choice yet?” Jill asked.
“It seems to me that there are three women that don’t have dates, If I take one, what happens to the other two?”
“We go home I guess.” She said with a pout.
“What happens if I pick someone’s wife?”
“Well, either the guy could go home, or he can stay and sleep with whoever is free. That assumes that you came with someone, which you didn’t.”
“In that case I have three choices, Becky, Tabby and you my dear. That should still leave two ladies for Becky’s husband and Tabby’s husband.”
“Wow… that’s never been done before.” Becky said from beneath me.
“Well, there aren’t any rules against it. As long as there’s a partner for everyone, that’s all that matters. Most of the wives don’t mind swapping husbands, but they tend to not want to share. I think you’re the only one we’ve had that isn’t married to someone here.”
“Well?”
“I’ll go ask Angie. See what she has to say.” Jill said sliding off the bed. I rolled off of Becky and lay down on the bed next to Becky.
“She says whatever you want.” Jill announced as she came back in the room. “She also says to have fun in the hot tub.”
“She has a hot tub?” I asked
“Sure does. I’ll show you were and then go get Tabby.” Becky said sitting up. It should be fun in the hot tub with the snow coming down.
“This has been the wildest party I think I have ever heard of, let alone gone to.” I said as she led me through the house to the patio door. Sure enough, right there in the middle of the snow falling was a hot tub steaming away. This was going to be an interesting night, as if it hadn’t already been.