Party Surprise
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“Hi Mandy, I’m so glad you could come!”
I smile at Ben as sincerely as I can, as we “mwah, mwah” in greeting, but I’m already starting to regret coming to his party by myself. When Sandra cried off with a migraine that afternoon, I should have jumped at the chance of a night in with Netflix and a bottle of Pinot Grigio. On the other hand, I’d bought this green dress specially, and had my hair done, so I persuaded myself it might be fun.
But I knew as soon as I walked in the door that it wouldn’t be. The music’s too loud and too heavy, and there are far too many people trying to dance in far too small a space. Ben’s quite sweet in his way, but he’s more Sandra’s friend than mine, and though he makes me welcome, he’s clearly more interested in getting off with Donna Battersby. His tongue was down her throat just now, and she was rubbing her huge tits against his chest, so I reckon he’s in there. They’ll be shagging on the sofa before the evening’s out, I reckon. I’m already starting to feel all hot and sticky, but not in a good way. The only good thing is there’s plenty of booze, and if I’m honest I’ve been necking it a bit too quickly for the last hour or so. Someone was passing round a joint just now and that hasn’t helped. My head’s starting to throb out a Morse code message warning me to slow down, and I’m beginning to think I should listen to it for once. Cut my losses and go home to bed. I go to the kitchen to get some water, both to cool me down and stop me dehydrating too much. There’s a guy by the sink doing the same thing, so I wait my turn while he fills his glass and swills down a whole pint all in one. He’s about to pour himself another when he realises I’m there. “Sorry, love, after you,” he says, making space for me at the sink. I lean over to turn on the tap. I notice he’s blatantly staring down the front of my dress. Not that I can complain, since I chose it for that very effect. It’s cut very low and quite loose at the front, and I’m not wearing a bra, so he’ll be able to see quite a lot of my tits, even my nipples if he’s lucky. In my inebriated state, I care even less than usual, and deliberately fill my glass slowly, to give him time for a good look. I even give them a little jiggle, to enhance the effect. I flash a friendly smile as I surrender my place at the sink, and he grins back. He’s actually quite good-looking, in a slightly feminine-looking way, wearing a tight plain white t-shirt that shows off his well-toned upper body, and skinny jeans. I wonder if the rest of him looks as good. “That’s a nice dress,” he says, not slurring his words too much, “That colour really suits you.” “Thanks,” I say, taking a good swig at my drink. “It’s new. I bought it specially for tonight, though I don’t know why I bothered. My friend cried off at the last minute, and I don’t really know many people here.” “I’m sort of on my own too,” he says. “I know Ben from way back, but we’ve sort of lost touch recently. You know what it’s like.” I nod. “I know; he’s really a friend of Sandra – my friend – which is why I almost didn’t come.” I take another drink, and accidentally tip the glass too much, so a splosh of water misses my mouth completely, dribbles down my chin and drips straight into my cleavage. “Oh fuck,” I say, flapping at the front of my dress, the crudity slipping out. “Still, at least it’s cool.” That gives him the perfect excuse to stare at my tits again, which he does for longer than strictly necessary. I glance down at his crotch. I can’t see much of a bulge, but that doesn’t mean there isn’t something there, tucked neatly away. Small and soft can easily turn into big and hard, in my experience. There’s a bit of an awkward pause. I’m starting to think I’ll have to make all the running, when he blurts out, “D’you want to dance, then?” No, I don’t. I want to fuck. But if I leave it up to him, my itch might remain unscratched. “I don’t really like this music,” I say, “And it’s too loud. Why don’t we find somewhere quieter? Upstairs maybe.” I don’t even give him chance to answer, just take his hand and drag him out of the kitchen, through the sweaty heaving mob in the front room and into the hall. There’s already a couple snogging on the staircase, but I push past them with a brusque “excuse me”. I’ve already worked out where I’m going, having got lost earlier while looking for the loo. There’s a locked room, then a cupboard, but past that is the bedroom that’s been designated as the “cloakroom”. I just hope nobody’s beaten me to it. Good. It’s empty. I pull him in, and kick the door shut. I put my arms around him. “Hello,” I say, “My name’s Mandy.” “I’m Harry,” he says, smiling. At least he’s got the message now. “Good. Now we’ve been introduced…” I open my mouth and pull his face down against mine. As soon as our lips meet, I stick my tongue in. He reciprocates, and soon we’re French kissing like it was going out of fashion. I feel his hand on my back, holding me against him. Then his other hand slides up between us and finds my tits. He mashes them for a while through my dress, then when I don’t complain he slips his hand inside and makes contact with the bare flesh. I make a little growl in my throat and press myself harder against him, showing him I’m happy with that. He finds a nipple and tweaks it between his fingers: a bit roughly, but I like that. Maybe he’s not such a pussy after all. I reach round the back of my dress and pull the zip down, then wriggle my arms expertly out of the straps so the top half drops right down round my waist, completely exposing my bare tits. Harry exhales with the words, “Oh fuck.” He strokes his hand over the left boob, then bends down and takes the nipple in his mouth. He sucks on it, massaging the hard bud with his lips and running his tongue round the dimpled areola. It feels really nice, and I let out a little sigh of pleasure. Then I feel his other hand start to drag my dress up. His fingers are rough against the warm firm flesh of my bare legs, and he strokes up until his fingers ease between my thighs and find my dangling prick and balls. Not surprisingly, that stops him in his tracks for a moment. He pulls his head away and stares at me. “What the fuck…” he starts to say. Fortunately, he sounds surprised rather than angry. It’s the angry ones who tend to push me away. Or hit me. I put a finger on his lips. “Please,” I say. “It’s not a joke. It’s real. And so are my tits. I’ve always had both. It’s the way I am. Please say you don’t mind.” I’ve been holding him, but I let him go, leaving him free to turn around and walk away if he wants to. I hardly dare breathe. He’s been holding his breath too, then he lets it out with a gasp. And smiles. “Wow, that was just a bit of a surprise,” he says. There’s another pause. “Can I touch it?” he asks. “I was hoping you would,” I answer truthfully. He kisses me, then starts to pull up my dress again. I lend a hand, and once it’s over my hips I push a couple of coats out of the way and sit back on the bed. My little prick is already getting hard, and Harry loses no time in putting his hand round the shaft and starting to rub it, drawing more blood in and drawing it to its full erect length of just under seven inches. I’ve had a course of electrolysis to remove all the hair down there (and in other places) and I like how wonderfully smooth everything is. “Bloody hell,” he says, “you really do have a full set.” I expect him to continue with his handjob until I ejaculate, but instead he gets down on his knees. “I’ve not done this since I was at school,” he admits. Then he leans over and takes the shiny knob into his mouth. If I’m being honest, it’s obvious he’s not that much of an expect at sucking dick, but I don’t mind at all. I can’t remember the last time a straight guy went down on me on a first date. He licks round the head and sucks on the shaft. I squeeze my thighs round his head and push my crotch forward, trying to press my prick deeper. Obligingly, he eases forward until most of me is in his mouth. Then to my horror I hear a whispering outside the door, and it starts to swing open. I find myself staring directly at a couple of girls who I remember seeing downstairs. They get a full frontal of my bare tits, and the back of Harry’s head buried between my thighs. From their point of view, it must look as if he’s performing cunnilingus on me. I smile sweetly at them. “Could you just give us a minute?” I say sweetly. “He’s nearly finished down there.” The girls giggle. One of them seems to want to stay and watch, but her friend pulls her away and the door shuts again. My erection hasn’t been affected at all by this interruption, and in fact I can feel my orgasm starting to swell up. Being interrupted was rather exciting. “Oh, that’s it, I’m going to come,” I moan, by way of warning, in case he doesn’t want my stuff in his mouth. Harry lets my prick slip out but continues to pump away at the shaft. “Yes, yes, that’s it,” I gasp. Then it happens, and I shoot my load. The first spurt splashes onto Harry’s nice white shirt, but he directs the rest of it down my thigh, thin translucent ropes of liquid. My ejaculate is usually quite thin, but there’s always lots of it, and it often shoots a long way. I fumble in my bag for some tissues, and quickly wipe up as much as possible of the mess from my leg. I offer one to Harry, and he dabs at his shirt. “Sorry about that,” I say. “Don’t worry, I’ll just tell people it’s salad dressing.” “I guess we’d better go,” I continue, “it looks as if there’s a queue for this room.” “They might just want their bags,” he points out, reasonably enough. There’s a little pause. “Look,” I say, “I don’t mind if you do have to go, but my flat’s not far from here if you fancy continuing in a bit of privacy.” “Sure,” he says, with a shy grin. “As long as you’ve not got any more surprises up your sleeve, or anywhere else.” I dial for an Uber, and while we’re waiting by the roadside I explain briefly how I was born with external male genitalia, which proved in due course to be fully functioning, but with female hormones as well, and had developed breasts and a “feminine” shape in puberty. Fortunately, expert medical advice had been for my parents to allow me to develop naturally, and for me to be allowed to decide for myself in due course whether I wished to transition either way. My decision had been to remain as I was – I was comfortable with how I felt, and certainly able to deal with my active sexuality. Harry in turn explains that he’d sucked a few pricks when he was at school, but soon developed heterosexual feelings which had satisfied him up until then. But finding a prick on a woman who he already found sexually attractive hadn’t dampened those feelings at all, and he instantly wanted to give me pleasure. We kiss in the back of the Uber, and I stroke his dick through his trousers while he puts his hand inside my dress again and plays with my tits. As a result, we’re both horny as anything by the time we get to my flat. We don’t even both going to the bedroom, but get down to business in the living room. It only takes a few seconds for me to kick off my shoes and take off my dress, while Harry strips as quickly as he can. I can’t believe how good he looks naked: nicely toned but not too muscly, and his dick is standing to attention, almost fully erect. It looks about 8 inches long, and quite thick. Harry takes me in his arms and kisses me hard, our tongues playfully intertwined. He cradles my left tit in his hand and massages it gently, playing with the nipple. I can feel his stiff dick rubbing against mine. “I want you to fuck me,” I murmur in his ear, “but you’ll have to do it up my arse.” “Oh god yes,” he answers. “Wait here.” I go to the bedroom and fetch the lube I keep in the bedside table. Squirting a big dollop into my palm, I take his dick in my hands and give his shaft a liberal coating. Then I hand him the tube. “Give me a good squirt in my bum,” I say. I get on my hands and knees on the sofa, my backside in the air. I can’t help letting out a little gasp as I feel the cool lube ooze out of the tube into my waiting hole. Then I feel Harry’s hands on my hips, and the head of his dick pressed against my tight bum-hole. I try to relax my sphincter as I feel his knob-head pressing against the little star, then with a squelch his knob slips in. He pauses for a moment, then eases forward. I feel his dick filling my arse, stretching the muscles with its thickness but its passage helped by the ample quantities of lube. “Oh god that’s amazing,” he says. “It’s so tight.” He starts to fuck me properly, going in as deep as he can so his balls slap against the top of my thighs. My own dick is hard now: sometimes I need to manipulate it to erection, especially if it’s the second of the day, but this time it’s stiff all by itself. I’m about to take it in my hand, but to my surprise and delight Harry reaches round and grabs it himself. “You’ve got a lovely dick, Mandy,” he whispers in my ear as he rubs it in time with his thrusts. I grasp my little tits instead and squeeze and pull at them, twisting my nipples until it hurts. I’ve never fucked anyone who seems to want all of me as much as Harry does, and it’s almost painfully wonderful. He’s going at it so hard that most of the lube is being squeezed out and dripping all down my legs and over the sofa, but he finds the tube, squirts a fresh dollop inside me, and then goes at it again. “Ah babe, I’m gonna come,” he moans at last. He lets go of my dick and grabs my waist, so he can pull me back against him as he rams into me as hard as he can. I can feel my own orgasm approaching, so I rub at my dick harder as he accelerates his own fucking. The bed’s rocking and creaking so much that I hope the people in the flat below don’t start knocking on the ceiling. “Oh fuck,” he cries, as he gives one last massive thrust and shoots his sticky load deep inside my bum. I cry out as I reach my own orgasm, and cover the sofa in squirt after squirt of watery ejaculate from my aching dick. I collapse onto the cushions, feeling my own wet cum against my tummy, already starting to cool. Harry’s breathing heavily on top of me, and there is an audible “pop” as he pulls his dick out. I contract my sphincter, and feel a gooey mixture of spunk and lube ooze out and run down my thigh. He collapses next to me on the sofa, and takes me in his arms. “Fuck it, Mandy, that was awesome,” he gasps. “That’s the first time any girl’s actually asked me for anal. And you’re definitely the best.” “You were amazing too; I’ve never had a dick that thick up there,” I confess. We cuddle for a bit, wet and sticky and happy. I can tell Harry’s thinking about something. “Penny for them?” I ask with a smile. “You know, I’ve never actually had a cock up my own arse,” he says. I think we can do something about that.I was loading the boot of my car with shopping that I had purchased from the supermarket and was bent over the boot of the car. The back of my short skirt was riding up so that the beginnings of my ass cheeks were on show as I only had on a small thong under my skirt. Just then a red classic corvette convertible pulled into the parking lot. It looked like one of those cars that guys spend so much time on. Engine sticking up out of the front of the cover and bright polish silver trim and pipes...
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Party Slut by Richard-to-Rachel "Shhhh, careful, you'll wake him," I heard through a foggy daze. "Naah, he's out cold," came a second voice, "Barely stirred through the rest of it." My head was throbbing painfully and I couldn't bring myself to open my eyes. I knew that I had drunk too much at the party that night, I'd had a fight with Sasha, my girlfriend, and had drowned my sorrows perhaps a little too much. I didn't know how long I'd been out for but it was taking me a while...
I was studying my Pre Calculus book when my roommate stormed into the room and flopped onto his bed. "Geez, Lenny. You always got your nose in a book. Why don't you ever go out drinking or anything on a Friday night?" I looked up at Gary. "I have a test next week." "That's next week. You got all weekend to study. Fridays are for partying, dude!" It's not like I've never gone downtown and had a few beers Friday or Saturday night. I'd even tried to ask a girl to dance once in a...
Party with PaulNancy and her friends sat around the living room with their drinks in hand, laughing and joking along with the party hostess. Debbie played with the rabbit vibrator and joked, “This is definitely not your momma’s Tupperware party!” Nancy laughed and nodded as she touched the rabbit vibe and felt the sensations flow through her fingers. More laughter and embarrassed giggles followed as the ladies passed the toys around and tried not to tell too much about their own collections...
Josh Raines was less than thrilled to go to a party thrown by his fathers boss. To his mind it was part of continuing conspiracy by his parents to drive him completly insane through boredom. "Now Josh be sure to mind your manners. This man does pay the bills." His father said lightly and got out of the car. Josh and his mother both followed. Walking toward the impressive three story stone house ahead of them. Josh whistled as he looked the place over, someone sank some money into this place....
Rebecca didn't want to go to the office party. Being only one of a few women in her company she had little in common with her colleagues and she could count on one hand those she'd want to see after working hours. She already knew who would get drunk and who would argue too loudly. There would be bad chicken and a deejay playing music that she didn't like. Yet, here she was, in a hotel room, putting on a party dress.Rebecca's husband Ben loved these events. He liked the food, the liquor, and...
Note : This story is completely fictional! Chapter 10. Dancing in the Pork This gave Laura an opportunity to react. Laura realized that Earnie, Sal, Stosh and Nellie were about to get into it, and, believing that things would get even wilder if they all got drunker and turned on through dancing, gasped at her husband, "Ssshhhim, honey. Lesh ush all dance. Turn on the player, wousha honey." Even when exquisitely drunk Laura continued her hostess duties. When dancing, the happenstance partners...
IncestBailee and Tom were heavy into making out, when suddenly Bailee got up. "I'll be right back," she said, and headed off to the bathroom. While she was gone, Tom got his cell phone out of his pocket and texted one of his buddies downstairs: "I'm upstairs with this really hot drunk chick. Find another ride home! Score!" Tom had just sent the text out when Bailee came back. They resumed their make-out session, with Tom using his hands to play with Bailee's breasts as he kissed her. Bailee, in...
Group SexMy getting into Blue Mountain State U., in the early 1970's was a blessing in so many ways. For one thing it got me out of a bad living environment in my little "Hick Town". I got accepted on a Music scholarship, not Football or Basketball, like most Black students there at the time, so I had to make the most of it. Back then no one asked bout sexual orientation, but since I managed to become the Drum Major for our high school band it was assumed, that I was "lite in the loafers", for some...
We are at a party, and I don’t know a lot of people here, so rather than mingling like I normally would, I’m sticking pretty close to Chase tonight. In fact, right now, we are standing on the edge of what has become a little dance floor and watching people make idiots of themselves dancing, and laughing and having fun. I’m standing in front of Chase with my ass pressed up against his dick, and occasionally I sway to the music a little and get turned on from feeling it rub against me. He has...
This is a work of Fantasy. I hope you enjoy.Stephanie and I had been married a few years and enjoyed a reasonable sex life. She knew of my dressing and although she didn’t approve she indulged me now and then and we had sex when I was dressed or with me wearing lingerie. I think secretly she was jealous of my legs. She was a petite sexy woman and we were almost the same size but I still had my own stuff that I’d secretly obtained from eBay and op shops.I didn’t consider myself bisexual,...
I realize this is purely a male fantasy, so with my apologies to women everywhere : *** Dory's bachelorette party was in full swing . Her best friend Sue had gone to a lot of effort to put together the kind of party that would make her remember forever the joys of being single. It was an all-girl affair, though - she didn't want any guys spoiling the fun with their presence. Not that she had any problem with guys, of course, but too many women found it impossible to really let their hair...
LesbianEighteen years of marriage, my fortieth birthday just around the corner, two teenage kids and a husband who travels a lot doesn't always make for a stellar sex life. In fact, about three years ago, I quit keeping track of the times we fucked, it was pretty seldom, maybe a couple of times a month. Our sizzle' fizzled.' I put my old battery-powered vibrator in the trash and ordered one that is rechargeable and another that plugs in the wall. Now, there are no batteries to run out right at the...
"Are you sure we have to go to this thing? We could always head back to the apartment and spend the night in," Laura's boyfriend Darren said, flashing her his most devilish smile from the driver's seat. It was a tempting offer, after all he was a very attractive guy. His cock was a little on the small side at only around five inches, but he ate pussy fairly well and was a decent lover overall. However she knew she had to refuse him this time. "Now c'mon honey, you know we have to go....
Party Line By teaser I got home a little later than usual on no particular Friday. Nothing much planned for the weekend, other than to be woken up several times nightly by idiot help desk people who couldn't figure out that their problem wasn't my fault. I hate being on call. My answering machine light was blinking. I thought to myself, I just got home and it's already started. I hit the button and was pleasantly surprised. "Hey Richard, it's Joanne." Hot damn! "Mistress...
"Hey Ben, you ready yet? C'mon! The girls are waiting!" Ben tried for the fifth time to get his hair to stay the way he wanted it, finally giving up as his room mate shouted at him from down the hall. "Fine, Jack, I'm ready. Are we taking my car or yours?" "Are you planning to get blitzed tonight?" "Not particularly." "Well, I am, so let's take you car." They piled into Ben's Ford Taurus and pulled out from the apartment complex's parking lot onto 7th street. Frank had been...
Garden Party Part 2……..So the party was in full swing Mick (my little cocked hubby) was in his perving element as the Black Studs worked their way through the Ladies at the garden party gathering. So far mostly and even the die-hard racist Ladies, with maybe the drink was helping, were coming over to Black Sex?Sue was sat back on Masala’s big lap after the impossible performance with him in the garden toilet (previous story). Such a tiny teen taking this Black donkey Dick! He had done her proud...
Bachelors PartyEver since we’d gotten married, I had been teasingmy wife Linda about how much I was looking forward toseeing her fuck another man. This always generatedgreat sex for us and I think it was something she washoping some day would actually played outOne of my old friends from high school was getting marriedand his bachelor party was coming up and Linda wouldusually pout and try to tell me that we didn’t need to haveone. The thought of me and a few of my friends drinkingand watching...
Me resmi kuch din se bahut paresan thi aur us raat to mujhe nind hi nahi aa rhi.Karib tin baj chuke the lekin meri aankhe jaise kisi ka entezar kar rhi.Kisi tarah subah hua aur me toilet gae.Fir fresh ho k nasta banane lagi.Kuch der k bad mera husband varun utha aur roz ki tarah job k liye tayar hone laga.Varun ek bank me cashier tha.Me varun k liye nasta le k room me gae aur woh beth k nasta karne laga.Varun bola ki aaj raat ko ek party me jana h to tum tayar rehna.Thodi der k bad woh bank k...
Chapter one...Neil was bored and irritated. And feeling slightly frustrated, which was one reason for the boredom and irritation.Neil was a nice guy. Everyone said so. He was Mr. Dependable. If you wanted something done, Neil was willing to help out. This time it appeared to have bitten him. The request was simple enough. A couple of friends, Janet and Heather, shared a unit near him and had asked for a small favour. They were going to a party on Friday night. A women-only party, but could he...
I met a woman at a party last night and this skinny skank gave me the best sex without touching that I've ever had. It was the best climax in a most erotic situation, complete with porn, voyeurism and fantastic masturbation. And we probably haven't finished yet.I was attending a celebration of a local Neighbourhood Watch's fifteenth anniversary. I was invited because I was a friend of a friend and didn't get out much. Someone took pity on me. I was standing alone watching the men in shorts...
Business was good, a little too good for my tastes. I was working with a new client in a new town. I had been in this little one horse town for two weeks and only had two days off. Twelve, twelve to fourteen hour days, was too much from my point of view. When the client said he wanted to take the weekend off for Halloween, I readily agreed. As I was packing up my laptop and equipment, Jerry, the client said, ‘There’s going to be a Halloween costume party out at the country club tonight, why...
This is a story that is a Mix of several different types of stories. Forced, Bondage, Machine, Gay,Fantasy, Horror and maybe a touch of Alien. We were never sure of its Origin. All we really know for sure is that many people in our town were changed in one way or another. Me and My wife Jan had been married for several years, we had just moved in to a new house, well new for us, it needed some repairs that I could handle on my own, nothing major. There were a couple other houses down at the end...
She called me, early in the afternoon, "Can you do me a favor, I'm having a party tonight and I wanted your help to serve and tend bar, Please say you will?""Okay," I replied. We'd been friends some time, and I never minded helping out with things like this for her."Thanks, and one more thing, would you wear the catsuit, you know which one I mean, it's a "special" party..."Thinking, I did know which catsuit she meant, I had only just gotten it, and had modeled it for her on cam the other day,...
She called me, early in the afternoon, "Can you do me a favor, I'm having a party tonight and I wanted your help to serve and tend bar, Please say you will?""Okay," I replied. We'd been friends some time, and I never minded helping out with things like this for her."Thanks, and one more thing, would you wear the catsuit, you know which one I mean, it's a "special" party..."Thinking, I did know which catsuit she meant, I had only just gotten it, and had modeled it for her on cam the other day,...