Cindy Kim
06-23-2003, 11:55 AM
Title: Cathy Park's New Year's Party
Author: Cindy Kim (cindykim1982@hotmail.com)
Cathy Park looked at herself in the mirror one last time before
going to her car for Melanie's New Year's Party. Cathy liked the
way she looked. It was a result of her natural beauty, and her
dedication to eating right and working out. Cathy was Korean,
standing a petite 5'3", and she weighed 108 pounds. She was
blessed with fairly large breasts for a Korean girl, a full B
cup, round and perky. For the party she was wearing a strapless
black dress, and it did not permit a bra. The dress had formed
cups which came up over her nipples, but showed ample cleavage. The dress, a size 2, also showed off her slim waist, and had a hem just above mid-thigh. To accentuate her long legs, Cathy had put on a nice pair of strappy black high heels. Her skin was a rich light brown, and she needed no hose. Underneath the dress she was wearing all that the tight dress would let her get away with, a black v-string.
She was going alone to the New Year's party, but Melanie, her
best friend since college, had assured her there would be plenty
of guys going stag as well. Two years out of college, Cathy had
dumped her boyfriend just after Christmas, and while she wasn't
looking for another relationship yet, a cute guy for the night
wasn't out of the question.
Throwing a long black coat over her dress, Cathy left her
apartment, hopped into her 300-Z, and sped to the party. She
never got to see enough of Melanie, and was looking forward to
partying with her friend. They had gotten drunk together in
college on a weekly basis, and Cathy missed the fun.
Melanie was dating a rich lawyer, and lived with him in a house
out in the suburbs. Melanie found that the driveway was already
full, and she had to park two houses down. All the houses on the street were nice, big brick places, probably running half a
million. She saw a few people standing on the front porch of
Melanie's place, but given the cold air, she doubted they would
stay there long. As she walked up the driveway and onto the
porch, the two guys there gave her long appreciative looks.
Cathy smiled at them, said hi, and went inside.
In the foyer, talking to two guys, she found Melanie. Melanie
looked as if she hadn't aged a day since college. The blonde
stood 5'7", was slim, with a short and sassy haircut, wearing a
stunning green dress and a diamond necklace. When she saw Cathy she shrieked with pleasure and the two girls hugged. Melanie introduced Cathy to the two men, took her coat, commented on her figure and the way she looked in the dress, and left Cathy with the guys.
Cathy appreciated her thoughtfulness. The guys were both
handsome, both friendly, and made sure her wine glass stayed full at all times. The three of them circulated together around the
house. It was a beautiful place, decorated stylishly, and at
least 6000 square feet. Cathy met George, Melanie's boyfriend.
There looked to be about thirty people at the party all together,
all of them in their twenties and early thirties. Cathy was
impressed by the way everyone looked, as well. All of the women were slim and attractive, a few were absolutely gorgeous. The guys, by and large, were a good looking group as well. Cathy picked out a few couples, but alot of them seemed to be single. She knew one of the other girls, Vicky, a brunette from college, and most of the other women seemed to be Melanie's friends. The guys were George's friends, from college and work.
"Having fun?" Melanie asked.
Cathy nodded, "You bet. Awesome party! Those guys, Mike and
Jack, were totally hot, by the way. Thanks."
Melanie grinned, "You like them? They're still ogling you, you
know. You look totally hot in that dress."
Cathy smiled.
"What do you think of the New Year's toast?" Melanie asked.
Cathy was puzzled, "What do you mean?"
Melanie giggled, "Didn't you read the back of the invitation?"
Cathy shook her head, "Didn't even think to look at it."
The blonde laughed out loud, "Same old Cathy! You ditz! We're
doing a strip-toast! Everyone drinks the champagne and strips to their underwear."
Cathy's jaw dropped, "Shit, Melanie! I can't do that! I'm just
wearing a v-string! Not even a bra!"
Melanie giggled, "Then you'll be VERY popular! Better start
drinking faster if you need to get courageous."
She left Cathy, still laughing. Cathy looked around. It was
quarter till midnight, and she was just beginning to get buzzed.
The room was filled with good looking men and women, all dressed formally, looking sharp, and all laughing and having fun, totally relaxed with the idea that they would be in their underwear in a few minutes. She wondered if they had all done something like that before, or if they were all just that comfortable with their bodies. Certainly all of them had reason to be comfortable. Cathy did too, and on the beach she wouldn't have thought much about walking around in a thong bikini, or even topless if she was in Europe. But at a party, where she had come in a sexy ball dress, it was almost shocking.
She hurriedly filled her glass and began to drink, taking
Melanie's advice to summon up her courage. Mike joined her,
chatting easily with her, and now his frequent glances down to
her body held all new meaning. He wasn't just checking out her
figure. He was probably trying to guess what she had on under
the tight little dress, probably hoping it was as little as it
actually was. Cathy almost blushed. Jack joined them again,
also checking her out, and she wondered if they would be standing right next to her when the ball dropped. They looked fit in their suits, and she tried to imagine them standing in their
boxers. It would probably be a nice sight.
Everyone at the party milled into the great room when the time
came for the countdown to New Years. Melanie came around with champagne glasses, winking at Cathy. Mike and Jack flanked the Korean, eagerly watching as the clock ticked past 11:59.
Then the countdown began. Everyone shouted in chorus,
"10...9...8." Mike slipped his arm around Cathy's waist, a
friendly and flirtatious gesture, but one that made her heart
race given the circumstances. She didn't know if she could strip
down to her little v-string in front of nearly 30 total
strangers, even if the others were showing off their underwear at the same time. She looked at the other women. All of them were wearing dresses that allowed a bra, though some of the women were probably in thongs given their tight outfits.
"7...6...5...4." Cathy's heart was racing. Jack grinned at her.
"3...2...1...Happy New Year!" Everyone raised their glasses,
drank, and hugged. Cathy hugged Jack, accepted his quick kiss on the lips, then turned and did the same with Mike. She could feel a bulge at Mike's crotch pressing against her stomach.
When she broke the hug she looked around, and sure enough she saw men and women all around the room laughing, taking off their clothes. The men tossed their jackets and ties aside,
unbuttoning their shirts. The women were unzipping their
dresses, shimmying them down to the foor. To Cathy's right Mike
was quickly unzipping his pants, his muscular torso already bare.
Jack was a few steps behind, but taking it off as well. Across
the room she saw Vicky tossing her dress into the air, standing
in a lacy bra and string bikini panties, her tight figure and
large breasts admired by several guys, looking very sexy in her
heels and wearing her jewelry. Melanie was nearby, dropping her skirt to the floor, her back to Cathy, wearing a green thong
panty and bra that matched her dress.
"Hey, Cathy, whatcha waiting for?" asked Mike. He stood in his
boxers, a bulge at his crotch, grinning.
Cathy looked around again, realizing that she was the only one in the room not stripping. She saw one woman, laughing, wearing just a pair of panties, her large breasts bare. Cathy took a deep breath, unzipped her dress, and slowly wiggled out of it. When she stood she covered her breasts with her arm, feeling completely exposed in her heels and her tiny v-string, its fabric barely covering her shaved pussy, the microscopic straps
insignificant. Jack was standing behind her and he whistled,
"Damn! That is the sweetest ass I have ever seen!"
"You are so fucking hot!" Mike marvelled, looking her up and
down.
"Thanks," Cathy blushed, brushing her long black hair back. She
looked Mike up and down. He worked out alot, clearly, and the
bulge in his boxers was getting quite impressive. She turned and
looked at Jack. He was as muscular as Mike, wearing
boxer-briefs, the outline of his cock clearly visible down his
right leg. It looked damned big. She said quickly, "You guys
look pretty good, yourselves!"
"Hey," Mike suggested, "Move your arm. Let's see your tits."
Jack nodded eagerly.
Cathy bit her lip, dropping her arm across her stomach. Mike and
Jack both stared at her tits in admiration.
"Great fucking rack," Mike observed.
"Aw man, check out the Asian babe!" a guy across the room
shouted. Suddenly Cathy found everyone in the room looking at
her, both guys and girls whistling and cheering.
"Might as well go all the way, with those little panties on," a
girl noted.
"Why don't you?" the guy next to her commented.
The girl, a redhead with full breasts and a small waist, reached
behind her back and popped off her lacy blue bra. Her tits
bounced, the small pink nipples upturned. Several people cheered, and urged her to keep going. She played with the bikini straps of her panties, tugging them down over her hips then back up, teasing everyone, wiggling her hips and laughing, then quickly bent over, whipping down her panties and stepping out of them, standing and twirling them over her head. Her red pubic hair was trimmed to a small triangle above her puffy pink pussy lips. There was a roar of approval and she tossed the panties aside.
"Now, why don't you?" she asked the guy in a challenging tone.
He was dark haired, perhaps in his early thirties, slim and fit,
like a runner. He looked the girl in the eye, grabbed the
waistband of his boxers, and pulled them down, tossing them to
her. His cock, semi-hard, flopped in front of him. Most of the
guys made disgusted noises, but the women all cheered. The
redhead jumped over to him, gave him a big hug, their nude bodies pressed together, and they laughed, turning to everyone else and egging them on.
"Whaddaya think?" Mike asked Cathy, looking down at her nearly
nude body. She felt her nipples become erect under his gaze, and felt a gush of warm fluid from her pussy. The stereo was playing dance music loudly, and across the room Melanie had gotten everyone's attention by stepping onto her coffee table. The blonde was gyrating seductively, unsnapping her bra, still
covering her breasts with it, but clearly enjoying her impromptu
striptease, as was everyone else. Another woman, wearing a skimpy black bra and panty set, was dancing with a cute guy, and he was taking the opportunity to strip her down.
"Let's dance," Cathy said quickly, trying to buy time. Mike and
Jack both moved with her out to the middle of the room, Mike in
front of her, Jack behind. Cathy felt the driving dance rythm
surge through her, and she moved with it. Behind her Jack pressed close, the pressure of his cock against her ass, his hands on her hips. In front of her Mike pushed up against her, his hands on her waist, moving up her sides, grinding his semi-hard crotch against her. Cathy felt a thrill of heat through her body. She looked up at Melanie, who had tossed the bra aside, her large breasts bouncing as she danced. She had her panties pushed down low on her hips, a tuft of blonde pubic hair revealed. Cathy looked the other way and saw Vicky dancing, her breasts bare, a guy behind her. Her panties were around her thighs, his hands on her bare hips, his cock pushed up against her bare ass. She felt Jack's hands move down, pulling her panties down below her hips, to her thighs. Then he stepped back from her for a moment, and when he returned she felt the hot flesh of his bare cock pressed against her ass.
"Oh God," she moaned, putting one hand behind Mike's neck, her
other hand behind her, caressing Jack's abs, moving down to brush his soft pubic hair, stopping just short of the base of his cock. Jack's hand moved up, around her front, cupping her bare breast. Mike stepped away from her, bending and pulling down his boxers, tossing them aside. Cathy bit her lip when she saw his manhood, not quite fully erect, but long and wide. Up on the coffee table Melanie was now completely nude, grinding with a nude guy, but not George. Cathy saw George beween two brunettes. He still wore his boxers, and one of the women wore a bra while the other wore her panties. A woman, a blonde, wearing just a pair of red string bikini panties, put her arms around Mike's abs, turning him away, and the two of them began to kiss on the dance floor, her hand dropping to his cock, stroking it.
Cathy turned, facing Jack, glancing down at his erect cock as it
pressed against her stomach. He dropped down, pulling her panties down to her ankles, and she stepped out of them. He rose, his cock sliding between her legs, pressing against her bare cunt. They moved together for a moment, and then she whispered to him, "Not here."
He took her hand, leading her out of the room. She glanced back
and saw most of the people still in the room, in various stages of
nudity, some in groups laughing and looking around, others paired up, dancing or kissing. Melanie was making out on the coffee table, stroking the man's hard cock, while Vicky had disappeared somewhere. She turned her gaze away from the room, following Jack, who led her to the utility room. It was a small room, mostly taken up by shelves and a washer and dryer, but the room was clean, and private. He turned, closing the door and turning on the light. They embraced, his hard body pressed against her soft skin, his cock pushing against her abs, and they kissed. Cathy eagerly tasted his lips, her tongue entering his mouth and touching his. His hands moved up and down her bare body, cupping her tits, caressing her nipples, then moving down and grasping her firm ass. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling tight to him, even with her high heels a good six inches shorter than he.
He pulled away from her, his right hand on her ass, his left
fondling her breasts. She looked down at his hard cock, the head
purple and fat. She touched it, running her small hand up and
down its length, then stroking his balls, feeling their weight.
Jack moaned, closing his eyes with pleasure at her soft touch.
Cathy squatted down, running her hands along his body, then
bringing them to his long cock. She looked at it, her right hand
cupping his nuts, her left squeezing his shaft. Cathy loved how a
hard cock looked, loved the idea of how it could make her feel.
She kissed the head of it, looking up, seeing Jack's eyes fixed on
her, watching her. She smiled at him. He liked to watch. She
kissed the head again, her lips full and pouty, took the head into
her mouth, licked around it, all the while holding his gaze,
letting him see the way she could worship his cock. She stroked
his balls, squeezed his cock shaft as she licked and kissed and
sucked his head.
"Oh fuck yes!" he growled, staring at her.
"Do you like this?" she asked, pausing a moment, then running her tongue down the underside of his cock, kissing the base and
returning her mouth to the purple head, sucking it in.
"Shit yes, baby, yes!"
She sucked him in deeper, taking half of his cock into her mouth,
then returning her attention to the head. He moaned when she took him deep, so she sucked him deep again, now moving her mouth up and down his shaft, all the while stroking his balls, squeezing the base of the shaft. She took more in her mouth, and she moved her hand to his hip, taking all of his cock in, his pubic hair brushing against her nose.
"Goddamn you're so fucking hot," he gasped.
Cathy continued to suck him deep, moving her lips up and down his shaft slowly, looking up at him as she did so. He leaned back
against the dryer, breathing hard, one hand on the back of her
head, his fingers in her silky black hair, the other hand on the
machine. She saw the look in his eye, knew he was close to
cumming, and she slid her mouth back to his cockhead, squeezing
the base of him, stroking him quickly as she sucked his head.
"I'm gonna cum," he moaned.
Cathy squeezed his balls, jacking his shaft, and felt the thick
hot wad of his chism shoot into her mouth. She swallowed, taking in his load, feeling him spurt every time she stroked him. His cum filled her mouth, and as she slid her lips off of him it ran
down her chin. Cathy swallowed the load in her mouth, running her finger up her chin and pushing his cum up to her tongue. She
stood, facing him, fondling his hard cock.
"You're turn," he said, breathing hard. She smiled, glad he
wanted to eat her pussy. They turned and he lifted her up onto
the dryer, crouching down, kissing her nipples, one hand cupping
her breast, the other fondling her clit. She moaned at the feel
of his fingers exploring her, and he quickly dropped to his knees,
bringing his eager lips and tongue to her cunt. She spread her
legs, planting her heels on his broad shoulders, and leaned back,
her hands on the machine, her ass on the edge of the metal. He
cupped her ass with his hands, pressing his lips against her
pussy, running his tongue inside of her. Her breasts heaved as
her ecstacy built. He flicked her clit with his tongue and she
gasped. Looking up at her, Jack moved his right hand from her
ass, sliding a long finger inside of her, kissing and sucking her
clit. Cathy pressed her cunt against his finger, moaning out
loud. He licked her quickly, and she came, orgasming hard, her
body bucking with pleasure. He kept going, keeping her at her
climax, until finally she gasped, "Oh, shit, Jack, fuck me now!"
He quickly slid his finger out of her, stood, took her hip in his
left hand, and guided his cock to her pussy with his right. She
gasped at the feel of his hard cockhead pushing against her tight
twat. He invaded her slowly, despite the fact that she was
soaking wet, pushing in short pumps into her, until at last his
cockshaft slid deep inside her, bringing her to another climax.
The door of the laundry room opened, and she saw a brunette
standing there, nude, a man behind her, his cock hard. The couple looked at Jack and Cathy, Jack's cock buried inside her, her legs wrapped around his waist, her breasts heaving with her orgasm, and they shut the door, going off to find another room. Jack barely paused in stroking his cock into her, letting her grind against him for a long moment, then holding her hips steady as he began to pump her, sliding fully in her, then withdrawing to the head. His thrusts grew steadily in power and speed, bringing her to another climax quickly. Her tits bounced with each powerful thrust. She came for him again and again, and then he slid out of her, pulling her off the dryer. They kissed again, passionately, and then Jack turned her around, leaning her forward. Cathy opened her legs for him, her stomach and breasts pressed against the top of the machine, her hands on the console. Jack pushed his cockhead up against her pussy again, now sliding quickly and easily into her ready cunt. He gripped her hips with his powerful hands, leaning back, his knees pressed against the backs of hers, and he rammed hard and fast into her. Cathy hit her climax immediately, overcome by his powerful fucking, crying out in pleasure. Jack suddenly pulled her back to him and drove fully into her, and she felt his cock spasm, shooting his cum deep into her cunt. Cathy orgasmed with him, the two of them writhing together as one. Finally he pulled out of her, his hands caressing her hips and ass lovingly. She lay on the dryer for a moment, gasping for breath, then stood, turned, and kissed him.
He opened the door of the laundry room and led the way out, his
cock long and full, hanging, glistening with her juices. She felt
his cum dribbling out of her cunt, running down the inside of her
thigh. It was a thrill to so brazenly fuck this man she had just
met, and for anyone to be able to tell.
They walked into the kitchen, hand in hand, and then a slim blonde with a great figure and small, well formed tits, bumped into Jack. She was blitzed, and she kissed him passionately, pressing her bare body against his. Cathy was about to say something, but then she felt a strong hand on her wrist, pulling her away, and she turned into Mike's embrace. His hand cupped her breast, and their lips met. They kissed, his hand dropping down and stroking her cunt. Cathy pulled away, and Mike smiled at her.
"Have fun?" he asked.
She blushed, looking down. His cock was long and hard, tinged red with someone's lipstick.
"You?" she asked.
He grinned, still fondling her pussy. She turned, looking for
Jack, but he was gone. Then Mike was pulling her, softly but
firmly, into the den. The room was dark, lit only by the light
coming from the kitchen. There were two large couches and a
loveseat in the room. On one couch she saw two people, a man on top of a woman. The woman's legs were spread, on high heel on the floor, the other over the back of the couch, and the man's pelvis was moving in slow thrusts while they kissed.
Mike led her to the loveseat, sitting down, pulling her onto his
lap. They kissed again, his hand once again finding her breast,
rubbing her erect nipple lightly. She felt his cock pressed
against her thigh, and she reached down, stroking it, feeling its
impressive girth and its iron rigidity.
"Still hard," she said. "Did you cum?"
He whispered, "Yes." His hand dropped down to her pussy, and she opened her legs for him, moaning at the feel of his fingertips
against her engorged lips.
"What was her name?" Cathy asked.
He laughed, "I have no idea."
"What's mine?"
He bit her ear lightly, whispering, "Cathy Park."
She turned, facing away from him, her high heels on the floor, her
legs spread, his cock pressed against her ass. She rose up,
reaching down between her legs, feeling his cockhead run down her ass and slap into her waiting hand. She leaned forward and
lowered herself, guiding his head to her wet pussy, and he slid
into her in one long movement. She leaned further forward, her
hands on the arms of the loveseat, and began to bounce up and down on his hard cock. His hands were on her hips, allowing her to take charge. She began to bounce faster, coming down on him and then grinding on him, then rising up and down again. She orgasmed quickly, in her mind surprised to find herself wantonly fucking a second man, just moments after she had enjoyed another. But her body was in control, and her body craved his big cock. She sat upright, allowing his hands to move over her stomach, up to her breasts, then down to her clit, his fingertips rubbing her. She orgasmed again and again, crying out with pleasure as she bounced up and down on his rod. He grunted, thrusting up into her, cumming with her, bringing her to another climax as he did so.
Cathy slid up off of him, but he caught her wrist, rising off the
chair with her, and he guided her to sit in the chair. She leaned
back, her legs spread wide, and watched him kneel down, lifting
her thighs over his shoulders, bringing his lips and tongue to her
cunt. She arched her back, running a hand through his dark hair
as he began to eat her pussy. He brought her quickly to another
climax with his skillful tongue, tickling her clit as he slid a
finger in and out of her twat. Cathy looked across the room, saw
the other couple on the couch, the woman now on her hands and
knees, the man behind her, one knee on the couch, his other foot
on the floor. She recognized the woman as the big breasted
redhead, the man as the one who had challenged her to bare it all. The man was thrusting slowly into her from behind, her big
breasts swaying with the motion. She was crying out in ecstacy,
sweating with passion.
Mike rose up, pushing her legs back until her thighs were against
her breasts, her ankles by his ears. He lowered a hand, pushing
his cockhead up against her cunt, sliding into her. He wrapped
his hands around her ankles, and drove deep inside her. Cathy
cried out, in awe of how much cock he had in her cunt. His balls
slapped against her ass as he pumped her, and she orgasmed for him, one hand between her legs stroking her clit, another
caressing her own breasts. She was completely in ecstacy,
overwhelmed by this second great fuck in one night. He let her
orgasm again and again, then moved his hands from her ankles,
letting her legs fall over his arms, his hands gripping her hips
so that he could ram her harder and faster. Her tits bounced and
jiggled as he fucked her cunt, and then he buried his cock to the
hilt in her and came inside her again. They remained still for a
long minute, her heart racing, his cock softening inside her, and
then he slid out, stood, and walked out of the room. Cathy sat in
the chair, massaging her cunt, idly watching the redhead and the
man change position, he sitting on the couch, she kneeling,
bringing her lips to his hard cock. At last Cathy stood, her legs
shaking, and walked out of the den, feeling Mike's cum now oozing out of her.
When she got to the kitchen, Cathy leaned against the island,
feeling her entire body still shuddering with pleasure. The house
was mostly darkened now, just a few lights here and there allowing her to see. All around she heard sounds of pleasure, mixed with laughter and the occassional shriek of delight. On the breakfast table, a light skinned black woman sat spread legged, a blonde haired man's face between her spread legs. She moaned with pleasure at his every motion.
Cathy opened found an opened wine bottle and took a long drink. When she sat the bottle down, she found that Vicky was standing next to her, her brunette hair tousled. Like Cathy, Vicky was nude save for her jewelry and her high heels.
Vicky hugged her, "You were so hot in those tiny panties! I knew
you'd turn the heat up at this party!"
Cathy felt a thrill at the warm press of Vicky's body against hers.
The brunette's large breasts pressed on hers, on her hip she felt
the dampness of Vicky's short trimmed pubic hair. Cathy gasped,
"It was totally unintentional!"
Vicky ran her hand down Cathy's bare back, "Like you regret any of it. Tell me you haven't been having fun."
Cathy whispered, "I've fucked two different men already!"
To her surprise, she felt Vicky's fingers trace down her stomach
and gently rub her wet twat. Vicky purred, "You HAVE been having fun!" Cathy arched her back, feeling Vicky caress her ass, touch her pussy. Her college friend leaned down, bringing her lips to Cathy's erect nipple. Cathy moaned. No woman had ever touched her or kissed her like that. She leaned against the island, watching in awe as Vicky looked up at her, her fingers now beginning to probe and penetrate Cathy's twat, her lips and tongue flicking her nipple. Cathy ran her hands through her hair, wondering what had come over her, why she was ready to give herself to every moment of pleasure. Vicky kissed her stomach, sliding one long finger into Cathy's cunt, and then she moved lower, kissing her navel, her shaved crotch, and then finally her erect clit. Cathy massaged her own breasts, pulling gently at the nipples. Vicky's finger slid in and out of her slowly, her tongue tracing around her clit, her lips sucking on it. Cathy groaned, her body shuddering with ecstacy as Vicky brought her swiftly and skillfully to her climax. Cathy braced herself against the island, enjoying every moment of her powerful orgasm. Vicky rose, kissing her lips passionately, her fingers now rubbing Cathy's wet cunt. Cathy returned the kiss, sliding one arm around Vicky's slender waist, dropping her other hand down, feeling the soft wetness of Vicky's tight twat. It was odd to feel her engorged pussy lips, similar to Cathy's yet not her own. Cathy began to touch her in all the ways she enjoyed touching herself, and Vicky moaned. Cathy felt her heart race, and overcome by desire and curiosity, she squatted down, bringing her mouth to Vicky's clit. She felt Vicky's hands running through her hair. She reached around Vicky's waist, squeezing her firm ass, with her
other hand sliding a finger into Vicky's silken, wet cunt. Vicky
bucked her pussy against Cathy's face, and Cathy sucked her clit,
licked her. She felt Vicky tense and the brunette orgasmed, her
juices flowing freely onto Vicky's tongue. Vicky tasted the salty
flavor of some man's cum, and that turned her on, so she ran her
tongue up into Vicky, licking as much of the unknown man's chism
out as she could. At last, when Vicky's orgasm was complete, Cathy rose, and the two embraced and kissed again.
"That is so fucking hot," a man's voice growled.
Cathy turned, seeing a handsome, well built black man, still
wearing a shirt that was unbuttoned. He was otherwise nude, and his cock was rigid and large. He stepped up to Vicky and Cathy, one hand reaching out to each of their waists, pulling them closer to him. Vicky laid her hand on his long shaft, massaging it. The man kissed Cathy's neck, his fingers moving down from her waist to her tight ass, fondling it. The touch of his lips on her neck sent a wave of heat through her. She continued to massage Vicky's cunt with one hand, but with the other she touched her own. She felt Vicky drop down, and she opened her eyes to see the brunette taking the head of the man's long cock in her mouth. Vicky seemed to worship the big cock, reverently kissing and licking it while she stroked the base. Cathy knelt down next to her, sliding her hand once more down Vicky's front, touching her pussy. Vicky offered the cock to her, and Cathy sucked on the head, enjoying the taste of the precum that oozed out onto her tongue. Vicky slid her lips down the cock, kissing and sucking the length of his shaft while Cathy continued to give him head. All the while Cathy fondled Vicky's clit. Vicky dropped a hand from the man's hip, and Cathy felt her fingers on her cunt, and she moaned, loving Vicky's skill. With her other hand, Vicky stroked the man's big balls. Cathy stroked the length of his shaft, and then she and Vicky switched, Vicky coming back to suck the man's head while Cathy began to lick his long straight shaft. She looked up, saw his dark eyes, staring at them, watching the white girl and the Asian pleasure his black cock.
He reached down, lifted Cathy up and turned her, so that she leaned over the island. She felt him move behind her, and looking over her shoulder she saw Vicky moving the head of his cock to Cathy's waiting cunt. She felt his big head push into her, felt Vicky's fingers toying with her clit while he did so, felt his strong hands on her slim waist, and Cathy cried out with pleasure. With Vicky's help he invaded her, driving as much of his long cock into her as she could take, then sliding in and out of her in powerful strokes. Vicky's finger's worked quickly on her clit, and they brough her to orgasm in seconds. She writhed, her tits bouncing with his thrusts. Vicky moved, squatting, facing the man, her face between Cathy's legs, and she licked Cathy's clit as the man fucked her. Cathy orgasmed again and again, screaming in ecstacy, clutching the far edge of the island. The man pulled out of her at last, not having cum, but having given her as much as her already tired pussy could take. She slumped on the island, gasping for air, and saw Vicky bent over the island next to her, her big breasts pressed flat against the marble top. Cathy stood, brushing her hair out of her face, feeling wobbly in her high heels, her thighs slick with her own juices, and watched the muscular black man slide his long, dark cock into Vicky's pink pussy. Vicky cried out in pleasure. Cathy knelt down behind the black man, reaching between their legs and fondling her clit, returning the favor Vicky had given to her, helping Vicky to cum quickly and hard. The man's balls were in front of her face, swaying with his thrusts. He had huge balls, and Cathy could only imagine the cum-blast they would make. She turned, sitting back against the the islant, Vicky's cunt above her, the man's balls before her, and she began to lick and suck on his balls as he fucked Vicky. He moaned, enjoying her lips on him, enjoying the squeeze of Vicky's tight cunt on his rod. Vicky was still orgasming, and the black man began to grunt, "Shit yeah...oh
shit you two...oh fuck I'm gonna cum."
He pulled out of Vicky quickly, his long hard cock slapping againt
Cathy's upturned face. Vicky, still moaning, slumped down from the island, falling to her knees, turning and facing him with Cathy.
Cathy reached out, stroking his hard, fat cock, and suddenly a
fountain of cum spurted out, it's hot stickiness spattering over
her face. She cried out in shock, unable to believe just how much
cum he had spurted, but he was continuing to cum, each of her
stroked releasing a thick wad of white chism that splashed across
her face and neck and tits. Vicky leaned forward, sucking his
cockhead, taking his profuse orgasm in her mouth while Cathy
continued to stroke him, feeling his cum oozing down her forehead and nose and cheeks to her chin, feeling it run down between her breasts. At last he groaned, his orgasm done, and he sat heavily on the ground, his cock still like a rod, pointed into the air.
"Holy shit!" Vicky gasped, looking at Cathy. Cathy rubbed her
fingers across her eyes, clearing his cum away. Then she felt
Vicky's soft lips kissing her face, Vicky's tongue lapping up the
cumbath. Vicky straddled her, pressing her soft body against
Cathy's, their tits smearing the cum as they kissed. Cathy moved
her hands down Vicky's tight body, cupping her firm ass, wishing
almost that she had a cock of her own to slide into Vicky's cunt.
Her eyes clear of cum she looked at Vicky.
"You're so beautiful," she whispered. They kissed again, and she
tasted the black man's cum on Vicky's tongue. Cathy heard a moan nearby, and saw that the redhead was now sliding up and down on the black man's pole.
Vicky and Cathy stood, holding hands, and walked out to the living room. There Cathy saw the most amazing thing she had ever seen. At least fifteen people were still in the room. The furniture had been pushed aside to the walls, and all the people were on the floor. They were all nude, save for the women's heels and a few pairs of socks among the men. They all seemed to be connected to one another, in pairs and groups, sucking, fucking, stroking.
Vicky held her hand and led her into the room, stepping carefully
over entwined bodies. Hands, both men's and women's, reached up, caressing Cathy's thighs and buttocks as she passed. Finding an open spot in the middle of the room, Vicky turned and laid down, her legs spread, and Cathy lay on top of her. They kissed for a long time, then Cathy began to work her way down Vicky's sexy body again, pausing briefly to enjoy kissing her large breasts before proceeding down to her sweet twat. Cathy, on her elbows and knees, licked up and down Vicky's pussy, the began to lick and nuzzle her clit, sliding a finger once more into her twat. Vicky moaned, but her moans quickly became muffled. Cathy looked up and saw that a man was kneeling next to Vicky, and she was sucking on his hard cock. Cathy smiled, returned to eating Vicky's pussy, and then she felt a man's hands on her hips, and a large cockhead invading her cunt. She turned, looking over her shoulder, and saw a man she did not know, looking at her with lust, pushing his hips forward. She felt
his cock push into her, and she gasped with pleasure. He pushed easily into her wet cunt. Cathy bucked and cried out, then buried her face in Vicky's twat once more, licking and kissing her sweet pussy as her own pussy was pounded by this man. She orgasmed, overcome by Vicky's taste and the sensation of the stranger's cock deep inside of her. He pumped her hard and fast, and she knew he was going to cum. He rammed deep, driving her to another orgasm, and she felt his hot cum pump into her pussy. He thrust again and again, cumming inside of her. Vicky's body bucked, and she orgasmed as well, her juices flowing over Cathy's tongue.
The man slid his cock out of Cathy, rose and knelt next to Vicky,
his cock still hard. Vicky, her face covered with the other man's
cum, turned and began to stroke and suck the man who had just
finished fucking Cathy, licking Cathy's juice off his cock. He
mounted Vicky, facing away from Cathy, positioned so that his large rod lay between Vicky's round breasts. He pumped back and forth, and Cathy saw Vicky's arms working, her hands squeezing her breasts on his cock. The other man moved around behind Cathy, and she felt his hands on her hips. She watched him, watched him settle behind her, bringing his hard cock to her cunt, sliding it quickly into her. Cathy groaned again, once again turning and eating out Vicky while another strange man fucked her pussy. Before tonight only a half dozen men had been inside her. Already tonight nearly that number had taken her.
The man stroked in and out of her pussy in the long, confident
strokes of a man who had just cum. He took his time with her,
enjoying the feel of her even as he enjoyed the sight of her body,
bent over before him, her mouth working on Vicky's cunt. She felt
him begin to pump her faster and harder, bringing her to climax
after climax as his own orgasm began to slowly build. Then, after
she had cum for him, he slid out of her, and she felt his wet
cockhead push up against her ass. Cathy gasped. She had never been ass-fucked. But before tonight she had never kissed a woman, never been with more than one person at at time, never, certainly, been enveloped in a whirlwind of lust as she was now. She cried out as his slick cockhead pushed into her virgin ass. She buried her face in Vicky's cunt again, rubbing her nose against her clit, closing her eyes as her ass stretched open to receive that hard cock. His head popped into her, and then his shaft slid in with a few thrusts, and Cathy felt his pubic hair push up against her asscheeks. He was to the hilt in her ass, and she reached down between her legs and massaged her clit, bringing herself to an orgasm as he began to pump her. Vicky was cumming, bucking her pussy up into Cathy's face. The man, whatever his name was, began to bang his cock harder and
harder into Cathy's tight ass. His balls slapped against her cunt.
His hands drove her ass back into him, her buttocks smacking against his hips. Then he rammed her hard, deep, and she felt his cum surge into the depths of her ass. He spasmed inside of her, his hands clenched on her hips, holding her against him, all of his manhood in her ass. Finally his orgasm subsided, and he slid out of her, leaving a trail of cum oozing out of her ass.
Cathy rolled over, massaging her cunt and her ass, and she looked at Vicky. The man was straddling Vicky's face now, his cockhead in her mouth, and she was pleasuring him. Another man knelt between Vicky's legs, taking the position Cathy had left vacant, and slid his cock deep inside of her with one thrust. Vicky orgasmed immediately, her whole body bucking with pleasure.
"Glad you came?" a man asked.
Cathy rolled over, coming face to face with George, Melanie's
fiance. He was nude, his cock hard. He looked up and down Cathy's body with obvious delight. She propped herself up on an elbow, still massaging her clit. He reached out, caressing her breasts. "Came?" laughed Cathy. "Which time?"
"You are so fucking hot," George said. "Easily the hottest babe
here. Youre body is amazing, your face is sexy. Can I eat your
pussy?"
She giggled, reaching down and stroking his cock, "Doesn't seem fair for you to do all the work." With that she rose, straddling his
face, leaning forward and bringing her lips to his cock. She felt
his tongue begin to explore her cunt, and wondered if he minded the taste of the other mens cum. Then she realized that she was tasting another woman's pussy on him, and she found the thought erotic. She caressed his balls and cockshaft as she sucked him. She felt her orgasm building. George was very good at eating her. She bucked backward, cumming, sucking hard on his cock, hoping to bring him off soon. Then she felt another person in front of her, and she opened her eyes as she orgasmed, and saw Melanie. Melanie smiled, on her
elbows and knees on the floor between George's legs, and she began to suck on his balls. Cathy groaned, still cumming, sucking on George's cockhead, and his cum surged up, spilling out of her mouth, running down her lips and chin, shooting up across her cheek. Cathy licked him as he came, sucked the last of his orgasm out of him, and then kissed Melanie passionately. She felt Melanie moan, and she opened her eyes and looked, seeing Mike behind Melanie, beginning to take her. Cathy smiled, kissing Melanie again, the two of them alternately kissing each other and then George's cock, all the while fondling his pole even as Mike thrust into Melanie.
Cathy rose off of George, sliding down his body, and she straddled his cock, easing it into herself. She took him fully inside her, and Melanie licked her clit as she slid up and down on the blonde's fiance. Cathy massaged her breasts, looking down at Melanie, then past Melanie at Mike. He clutched her hips, fucking her deeply, watching Cathy ride George. Cathy came, overwhelmed by George's cock and Melanie's tongue. Melanie was crying out in ecstacy as well. The two of them came together again and again, both fucked well and hard.
The orgy continued until the sun came up, people entering and
leaving the living room, some sleeping on the floor, others
disappearing for a time to other rooms, either to rest or to fuck in
private. Cathy, Vicky, and Melanie did not leave the living room
for the rest of the night, and they stayed with each other, in the
middle of the floor, being taken time and time again, enjoying one
another in every way they could, sharing cocks, cumming more times than they could count. By the morning, Cathy had lost count of the men who had fucked her, or of the cocks she had sucked. She had been cum in, and on, dozens of times. Her whole body ached with pleasure. As the other guests got dressed and left in twos and threes, Cathy, Vicky, and Melanie lay on the floor, still kissing and fondling one another. When the last of the guests were gone, George returned to them. His cock was swollen and flaccid.
"Happy New Year," he said.
Melanie stretched, her legs entwined with Cathy's, "Happy New Year to you. I think we should all start the year with a bath and some coffee."
"The garden tub in the master bed room is ready," George smiled. "Plenty of room for four."
"Do you have anything left?" Vicky giggled.
He grinned, "I'll just lay in the tub and admire the three of you.
I'm sure I'll be able to get up for something."
Cathy rose with her two college friends, and the three of them
walked hand in hand up to the bathtub. She watched Vicky first,
then Melanie slide into the water. They were so sexy, every
movement showing off their incredible bodies. They turned and
watched her as she joined them, and then the three women pressed their bodies together, kissing. George sat on the edge of the tub, his cock slowly growing hard again. Cathy watched him, smiling, looking forward to what appeared to be a great new year.
Author: Cindy Kim (cindykim1982@hotmail.com)
Cathy Park looked at herself in the mirror one last time before
going to her car for Melanie's New Year's Party. Cathy liked the
way she looked. It was a result of her natural beauty, and her
dedication to eating right and working out. Cathy was Korean,
standing a petite 5'3", and she weighed 108 pounds. She was
blessed with fairly large breasts for a Korean girl, a full B
cup, round and perky. For the party she was wearing a strapless
black dress, and it did not permit a bra. The dress had formed
cups which came up over her nipples, but showed ample cleavage. The dress, a size 2, also showed off her slim waist, and had a hem just above mid-thigh. To accentuate her long legs, Cathy had put on a nice pair of strappy black high heels. Her skin was a rich light brown, and she needed no hose. Underneath the dress she was wearing all that the tight dress would let her get away with, a black v-string.
She was going alone to the New Year's party, but Melanie, her
best friend since college, had assured her there would be plenty
of guys going stag as well. Two years out of college, Cathy had
dumped her boyfriend just after Christmas, and while she wasn't
looking for another relationship yet, a cute guy for the night
wasn't out of the question.
Throwing a long black coat over her dress, Cathy left her
apartment, hopped into her 300-Z, and sped to the party. She
never got to see enough of Melanie, and was looking forward to
partying with her friend. They had gotten drunk together in
college on a weekly basis, and Cathy missed the fun.
Melanie was dating a rich lawyer, and lived with him in a house
out in the suburbs. Melanie found that the driveway was already
full, and she had to park two houses down. All the houses on the street were nice, big brick places, probably running half a
million. She saw a few people standing on the front porch of
Melanie's place, but given the cold air, she doubted they would
stay there long. As she walked up the driveway and onto the
porch, the two guys there gave her long appreciative looks.
Cathy smiled at them, said hi, and went inside.
In the foyer, talking to two guys, she found Melanie. Melanie
looked as if she hadn't aged a day since college. The blonde
stood 5'7", was slim, with a short and sassy haircut, wearing a
stunning green dress and a diamond necklace. When she saw Cathy she shrieked with pleasure and the two girls hugged. Melanie introduced Cathy to the two men, took her coat, commented on her figure and the way she looked in the dress, and left Cathy with the guys.
Cathy appreciated her thoughtfulness. The guys were both
handsome, both friendly, and made sure her wine glass stayed full at all times. The three of them circulated together around the
house. It was a beautiful place, decorated stylishly, and at
least 6000 square feet. Cathy met George, Melanie's boyfriend.
There looked to be about thirty people at the party all together,
all of them in their twenties and early thirties. Cathy was
impressed by the way everyone looked, as well. All of the women were slim and attractive, a few were absolutely gorgeous. The guys, by and large, were a good looking group as well. Cathy picked out a few couples, but alot of them seemed to be single. She knew one of the other girls, Vicky, a brunette from college, and most of the other women seemed to be Melanie's friends. The guys were George's friends, from college and work.
"Having fun?" Melanie asked.
Cathy nodded, "You bet. Awesome party! Those guys, Mike and
Jack, were totally hot, by the way. Thanks."
Melanie grinned, "You like them? They're still ogling you, you
know. You look totally hot in that dress."
Cathy smiled.
"What do you think of the New Year's toast?" Melanie asked.
Cathy was puzzled, "What do you mean?"
Melanie giggled, "Didn't you read the back of the invitation?"
Cathy shook her head, "Didn't even think to look at it."
The blonde laughed out loud, "Same old Cathy! You ditz! We're
doing a strip-toast! Everyone drinks the champagne and strips to their underwear."
Cathy's jaw dropped, "Shit, Melanie! I can't do that! I'm just
wearing a v-string! Not even a bra!"
Melanie giggled, "Then you'll be VERY popular! Better start
drinking faster if you need to get courageous."
She left Cathy, still laughing. Cathy looked around. It was
quarter till midnight, and she was just beginning to get buzzed.
The room was filled with good looking men and women, all dressed formally, looking sharp, and all laughing and having fun, totally relaxed with the idea that they would be in their underwear in a few minutes. She wondered if they had all done something like that before, or if they were all just that comfortable with their bodies. Certainly all of them had reason to be comfortable. Cathy did too, and on the beach she wouldn't have thought much about walking around in a thong bikini, or even topless if she was in Europe. But at a party, where she had come in a sexy ball dress, it was almost shocking.
She hurriedly filled her glass and began to drink, taking
Melanie's advice to summon up her courage. Mike joined her,
chatting easily with her, and now his frequent glances down to
her body held all new meaning. He wasn't just checking out her
figure. He was probably trying to guess what she had on under
the tight little dress, probably hoping it was as little as it
actually was. Cathy almost blushed. Jack joined them again,
also checking her out, and she wondered if they would be standing right next to her when the ball dropped. They looked fit in their suits, and she tried to imagine them standing in their
boxers. It would probably be a nice sight.
Everyone at the party milled into the great room when the time
came for the countdown to New Years. Melanie came around with champagne glasses, winking at Cathy. Mike and Jack flanked the Korean, eagerly watching as the clock ticked past 11:59.
Then the countdown began. Everyone shouted in chorus,
"10...9...8." Mike slipped his arm around Cathy's waist, a
friendly and flirtatious gesture, but one that made her heart
race given the circumstances. She didn't know if she could strip
down to her little v-string in front of nearly 30 total
strangers, even if the others were showing off their underwear at the same time. She looked at the other women. All of them were wearing dresses that allowed a bra, though some of the women were probably in thongs given their tight outfits.
"7...6...5...4." Cathy's heart was racing. Jack grinned at her.
"3...2...1...Happy New Year!" Everyone raised their glasses,
drank, and hugged. Cathy hugged Jack, accepted his quick kiss on the lips, then turned and did the same with Mike. She could feel a bulge at Mike's crotch pressing against her stomach.
When she broke the hug she looked around, and sure enough she saw men and women all around the room laughing, taking off their clothes. The men tossed their jackets and ties aside,
unbuttoning their shirts. The women were unzipping their
dresses, shimmying them down to the foor. To Cathy's right Mike
was quickly unzipping his pants, his muscular torso already bare.
Jack was a few steps behind, but taking it off as well. Across
the room she saw Vicky tossing her dress into the air, standing
in a lacy bra and string bikini panties, her tight figure and
large breasts admired by several guys, looking very sexy in her
heels and wearing her jewelry. Melanie was nearby, dropping her skirt to the floor, her back to Cathy, wearing a green thong
panty and bra that matched her dress.
"Hey, Cathy, whatcha waiting for?" asked Mike. He stood in his
boxers, a bulge at his crotch, grinning.
Cathy looked around again, realizing that she was the only one in the room not stripping. She saw one woman, laughing, wearing just a pair of panties, her large breasts bare. Cathy took a deep breath, unzipped her dress, and slowly wiggled out of it. When she stood she covered her breasts with her arm, feeling completely exposed in her heels and her tiny v-string, its fabric barely covering her shaved pussy, the microscopic straps
insignificant. Jack was standing behind her and he whistled,
"Damn! That is the sweetest ass I have ever seen!"
"You are so fucking hot!" Mike marvelled, looking her up and
down.
"Thanks," Cathy blushed, brushing her long black hair back. She
looked Mike up and down. He worked out alot, clearly, and the
bulge in his boxers was getting quite impressive. She turned and
looked at Jack. He was as muscular as Mike, wearing
boxer-briefs, the outline of his cock clearly visible down his
right leg. It looked damned big. She said quickly, "You guys
look pretty good, yourselves!"
"Hey," Mike suggested, "Move your arm. Let's see your tits."
Jack nodded eagerly.
Cathy bit her lip, dropping her arm across her stomach. Mike and
Jack both stared at her tits in admiration.
"Great fucking rack," Mike observed.
"Aw man, check out the Asian babe!" a guy across the room
shouted. Suddenly Cathy found everyone in the room looking at
her, both guys and girls whistling and cheering.
"Might as well go all the way, with those little panties on," a
girl noted.
"Why don't you?" the guy next to her commented.
The girl, a redhead with full breasts and a small waist, reached
behind her back and popped off her lacy blue bra. Her tits
bounced, the small pink nipples upturned. Several people cheered, and urged her to keep going. She played with the bikini straps of her panties, tugging them down over her hips then back up, teasing everyone, wiggling her hips and laughing, then quickly bent over, whipping down her panties and stepping out of them, standing and twirling them over her head. Her red pubic hair was trimmed to a small triangle above her puffy pink pussy lips. There was a roar of approval and she tossed the panties aside.
"Now, why don't you?" she asked the guy in a challenging tone.
He was dark haired, perhaps in his early thirties, slim and fit,
like a runner. He looked the girl in the eye, grabbed the
waistband of his boxers, and pulled them down, tossing them to
her. His cock, semi-hard, flopped in front of him. Most of the
guys made disgusted noises, but the women all cheered. The
redhead jumped over to him, gave him a big hug, their nude bodies pressed together, and they laughed, turning to everyone else and egging them on.
"Whaddaya think?" Mike asked Cathy, looking down at her nearly
nude body. She felt her nipples become erect under his gaze, and felt a gush of warm fluid from her pussy. The stereo was playing dance music loudly, and across the room Melanie had gotten everyone's attention by stepping onto her coffee table. The blonde was gyrating seductively, unsnapping her bra, still
covering her breasts with it, but clearly enjoying her impromptu
striptease, as was everyone else. Another woman, wearing a skimpy black bra and panty set, was dancing with a cute guy, and he was taking the opportunity to strip her down.
"Let's dance," Cathy said quickly, trying to buy time. Mike and
Jack both moved with her out to the middle of the room, Mike in
front of her, Jack behind. Cathy felt the driving dance rythm
surge through her, and she moved with it. Behind her Jack pressed close, the pressure of his cock against her ass, his hands on her hips. In front of her Mike pushed up against her, his hands on her waist, moving up her sides, grinding his semi-hard crotch against her. Cathy felt a thrill of heat through her body. She looked up at Melanie, who had tossed the bra aside, her large breasts bouncing as she danced. She had her panties pushed down low on her hips, a tuft of blonde pubic hair revealed. Cathy looked the other way and saw Vicky dancing, her breasts bare, a guy behind her. Her panties were around her thighs, his hands on her bare hips, his cock pushed up against her bare ass. She felt Jack's hands move down, pulling her panties down below her hips, to her thighs. Then he stepped back from her for a moment, and when he returned she felt the hot flesh of his bare cock pressed against her ass.
"Oh God," she moaned, putting one hand behind Mike's neck, her
other hand behind her, caressing Jack's abs, moving down to brush his soft pubic hair, stopping just short of the base of his cock. Jack's hand moved up, around her front, cupping her bare breast. Mike stepped away from her, bending and pulling down his boxers, tossing them aside. Cathy bit her lip when she saw his manhood, not quite fully erect, but long and wide. Up on the coffee table Melanie was now completely nude, grinding with a nude guy, but not George. Cathy saw George beween two brunettes. He still wore his boxers, and one of the women wore a bra while the other wore her panties. A woman, a blonde, wearing just a pair of red string bikini panties, put her arms around Mike's abs, turning him away, and the two of them began to kiss on the dance floor, her hand dropping to his cock, stroking it.
Cathy turned, facing Jack, glancing down at his erect cock as it
pressed against her stomach. He dropped down, pulling her panties down to her ankles, and she stepped out of them. He rose, his cock sliding between her legs, pressing against her bare cunt. They moved together for a moment, and then she whispered to him, "Not here."
He took her hand, leading her out of the room. She glanced back
and saw most of the people still in the room, in various stages of
nudity, some in groups laughing and looking around, others paired up, dancing or kissing. Melanie was making out on the coffee table, stroking the man's hard cock, while Vicky had disappeared somewhere. She turned her gaze away from the room, following Jack, who led her to the utility room. It was a small room, mostly taken up by shelves and a washer and dryer, but the room was clean, and private. He turned, closing the door and turning on the light. They embraced, his hard body pressed against her soft skin, his cock pushing against her abs, and they kissed. Cathy eagerly tasted his lips, her tongue entering his mouth and touching his. His hands moved up and down her bare body, cupping her tits, caressing her nipples, then moving down and grasping her firm ass. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling tight to him, even with her high heels a good six inches shorter than he.
He pulled away from her, his right hand on her ass, his left
fondling her breasts. She looked down at his hard cock, the head
purple and fat. She touched it, running her small hand up and
down its length, then stroking his balls, feeling their weight.
Jack moaned, closing his eyes with pleasure at her soft touch.
Cathy squatted down, running her hands along his body, then
bringing them to his long cock. She looked at it, her right hand
cupping his nuts, her left squeezing his shaft. Cathy loved how a
hard cock looked, loved the idea of how it could make her feel.
She kissed the head of it, looking up, seeing Jack's eyes fixed on
her, watching her. She smiled at him. He liked to watch. She
kissed the head again, her lips full and pouty, took the head into
her mouth, licked around it, all the while holding his gaze,
letting him see the way she could worship his cock. She stroked
his balls, squeezed his cock shaft as she licked and kissed and
sucked his head.
"Oh fuck yes!" he growled, staring at her.
"Do you like this?" she asked, pausing a moment, then running her tongue down the underside of his cock, kissing the base and
returning her mouth to the purple head, sucking it in.
"Shit yes, baby, yes!"
She sucked him in deeper, taking half of his cock into her mouth,
then returning her attention to the head. He moaned when she took him deep, so she sucked him deep again, now moving her mouth up and down his shaft, all the while stroking his balls, squeezing the base of the shaft. She took more in her mouth, and she moved her hand to his hip, taking all of his cock in, his pubic hair brushing against her nose.
"Goddamn you're so fucking hot," he gasped.
Cathy continued to suck him deep, moving her lips up and down his shaft slowly, looking up at him as she did so. He leaned back
against the dryer, breathing hard, one hand on the back of her
head, his fingers in her silky black hair, the other hand on the
machine. She saw the look in his eye, knew he was close to
cumming, and she slid her mouth back to his cockhead, squeezing
the base of him, stroking him quickly as she sucked his head.
"I'm gonna cum," he moaned.
Cathy squeezed his balls, jacking his shaft, and felt the thick
hot wad of his chism shoot into her mouth. She swallowed, taking in his load, feeling him spurt every time she stroked him. His cum filled her mouth, and as she slid her lips off of him it ran
down her chin. Cathy swallowed the load in her mouth, running her finger up her chin and pushing his cum up to her tongue. She
stood, facing him, fondling his hard cock.
"You're turn," he said, breathing hard. She smiled, glad he
wanted to eat her pussy. They turned and he lifted her up onto
the dryer, crouching down, kissing her nipples, one hand cupping
her breast, the other fondling her clit. She moaned at the feel
of his fingers exploring her, and he quickly dropped to his knees,
bringing his eager lips and tongue to her cunt. She spread her
legs, planting her heels on his broad shoulders, and leaned back,
her hands on the machine, her ass on the edge of the metal. He
cupped her ass with his hands, pressing his lips against her
pussy, running his tongue inside of her. Her breasts heaved as
her ecstacy built. He flicked her clit with his tongue and she
gasped. Looking up at her, Jack moved his right hand from her
ass, sliding a long finger inside of her, kissing and sucking her
clit. Cathy pressed her cunt against his finger, moaning out
loud. He licked her quickly, and she came, orgasming hard, her
body bucking with pleasure. He kept going, keeping her at her
climax, until finally she gasped, "Oh, shit, Jack, fuck me now!"
He quickly slid his finger out of her, stood, took her hip in his
left hand, and guided his cock to her pussy with his right. She
gasped at the feel of his hard cockhead pushing against her tight
twat. He invaded her slowly, despite the fact that she was
soaking wet, pushing in short pumps into her, until at last his
cockshaft slid deep inside her, bringing her to another climax.
The door of the laundry room opened, and she saw a brunette
standing there, nude, a man behind her, his cock hard. The couple looked at Jack and Cathy, Jack's cock buried inside her, her legs wrapped around his waist, her breasts heaving with her orgasm, and they shut the door, going off to find another room. Jack barely paused in stroking his cock into her, letting her grind against him for a long moment, then holding her hips steady as he began to pump her, sliding fully in her, then withdrawing to the head. His thrusts grew steadily in power and speed, bringing her to another climax quickly. Her tits bounced with each powerful thrust. She came for him again and again, and then he slid out of her, pulling her off the dryer. They kissed again, passionately, and then Jack turned her around, leaning her forward. Cathy opened her legs for him, her stomach and breasts pressed against the top of the machine, her hands on the console. Jack pushed his cockhead up against her pussy again, now sliding quickly and easily into her ready cunt. He gripped her hips with his powerful hands, leaning back, his knees pressed against the backs of hers, and he rammed hard and fast into her. Cathy hit her climax immediately, overcome by his powerful fucking, crying out in pleasure. Jack suddenly pulled her back to him and drove fully into her, and she felt his cock spasm, shooting his cum deep into her cunt. Cathy orgasmed with him, the two of them writhing together as one. Finally he pulled out of her, his hands caressing her hips and ass lovingly. She lay on the dryer for a moment, gasping for breath, then stood, turned, and kissed him.
He opened the door of the laundry room and led the way out, his
cock long and full, hanging, glistening with her juices. She felt
his cum dribbling out of her cunt, running down the inside of her
thigh. It was a thrill to so brazenly fuck this man she had just
met, and for anyone to be able to tell.
They walked into the kitchen, hand in hand, and then a slim blonde with a great figure and small, well formed tits, bumped into Jack. She was blitzed, and she kissed him passionately, pressing her bare body against his. Cathy was about to say something, but then she felt a strong hand on her wrist, pulling her away, and she turned into Mike's embrace. His hand cupped her breast, and their lips met. They kissed, his hand dropping down and stroking her cunt. Cathy pulled away, and Mike smiled at her.
"Have fun?" he asked.
She blushed, looking down. His cock was long and hard, tinged red with someone's lipstick.
"You?" she asked.
He grinned, still fondling her pussy. She turned, looking for
Jack, but he was gone. Then Mike was pulling her, softly but
firmly, into the den. The room was dark, lit only by the light
coming from the kitchen. There were two large couches and a
loveseat in the room. On one couch she saw two people, a man on top of a woman. The woman's legs were spread, on high heel on the floor, the other over the back of the couch, and the man's pelvis was moving in slow thrusts while they kissed.
Mike led her to the loveseat, sitting down, pulling her onto his
lap. They kissed again, his hand once again finding her breast,
rubbing her erect nipple lightly. She felt his cock pressed
against her thigh, and she reached down, stroking it, feeling its
impressive girth and its iron rigidity.
"Still hard," she said. "Did you cum?"
He whispered, "Yes." His hand dropped down to her pussy, and she opened her legs for him, moaning at the feel of his fingertips
against her engorged lips.
"What was her name?" Cathy asked.
He laughed, "I have no idea."
"What's mine?"
He bit her ear lightly, whispering, "Cathy Park."
She turned, facing away from him, her high heels on the floor, her
legs spread, his cock pressed against her ass. She rose up,
reaching down between her legs, feeling his cockhead run down her ass and slap into her waiting hand. She leaned forward and
lowered herself, guiding his head to her wet pussy, and he slid
into her in one long movement. She leaned further forward, her
hands on the arms of the loveseat, and began to bounce up and down on his hard cock. His hands were on her hips, allowing her to take charge. She began to bounce faster, coming down on him and then grinding on him, then rising up and down again. She orgasmed quickly, in her mind surprised to find herself wantonly fucking a second man, just moments after she had enjoyed another. But her body was in control, and her body craved his big cock. She sat upright, allowing his hands to move over her stomach, up to her breasts, then down to her clit, his fingertips rubbing her. She orgasmed again and again, crying out with pleasure as she bounced up and down on his rod. He grunted, thrusting up into her, cumming with her, bringing her to another climax as he did so.
Cathy slid up off of him, but he caught her wrist, rising off the
chair with her, and he guided her to sit in the chair. She leaned
back, her legs spread wide, and watched him kneel down, lifting
her thighs over his shoulders, bringing his lips and tongue to her
cunt. She arched her back, running a hand through his dark hair
as he began to eat her pussy. He brought her quickly to another
climax with his skillful tongue, tickling her clit as he slid a
finger in and out of her twat. Cathy looked across the room, saw
the other couple on the couch, the woman now on her hands and
knees, the man behind her, one knee on the couch, his other foot
on the floor. She recognized the woman as the big breasted
redhead, the man as the one who had challenged her to bare it all. The man was thrusting slowly into her from behind, her big
breasts swaying with the motion. She was crying out in ecstacy,
sweating with passion.
Mike rose up, pushing her legs back until her thighs were against
her breasts, her ankles by his ears. He lowered a hand, pushing
his cockhead up against her cunt, sliding into her. He wrapped
his hands around her ankles, and drove deep inside her. Cathy
cried out, in awe of how much cock he had in her cunt. His balls
slapped against her ass as he pumped her, and she orgasmed for him, one hand between her legs stroking her clit, another
caressing her own breasts. She was completely in ecstacy,
overwhelmed by this second great fuck in one night. He let her
orgasm again and again, then moved his hands from her ankles,
letting her legs fall over his arms, his hands gripping her hips
so that he could ram her harder and faster. Her tits bounced and
jiggled as he fucked her cunt, and then he buried his cock to the
hilt in her and came inside her again. They remained still for a
long minute, her heart racing, his cock softening inside her, and
then he slid out, stood, and walked out of the room. Cathy sat in
the chair, massaging her cunt, idly watching the redhead and the
man change position, he sitting on the couch, she kneeling,
bringing her lips to his hard cock. At last Cathy stood, her legs
shaking, and walked out of the den, feeling Mike's cum now oozing out of her.
When she got to the kitchen, Cathy leaned against the island,
feeling her entire body still shuddering with pleasure. The house
was mostly darkened now, just a few lights here and there allowing her to see. All around she heard sounds of pleasure, mixed with laughter and the occassional shriek of delight. On the breakfast table, a light skinned black woman sat spread legged, a blonde haired man's face between her spread legs. She moaned with pleasure at his every motion.
Cathy opened found an opened wine bottle and took a long drink. When she sat the bottle down, she found that Vicky was standing next to her, her brunette hair tousled. Like Cathy, Vicky was nude save for her jewelry and her high heels.
Vicky hugged her, "You were so hot in those tiny panties! I knew
you'd turn the heat up at this party!"
Cathy felt a thrill at the warm press of Vicky's body against hers.
The brunette's large breasts pressed on hers, on her hip she felt
the dampness of Vicky's short trimmed pubic hair. Cathy gasped,
"It was totally unintentional!"
Vicky ran her hand down Cathy's bare back, "Like you regret any of it. Tell me you haven't been having fun."
Cathy whispered, "I've fucked two different men already!"
To her surprise, she felt Vicky's fingers trace down her stomach
and gently rub her wet twat. Vicky purred, "You HAVE been having fun!" Cathy arched her back, feeling Vicky caress her ass, touch her pussy. Her college friend leaned down, bringing her lips to Cathy's erect nipple. Cathy moaned. No woman had ever touched her or kissed her like that. She leaned against the island, watching in awe as Vicky looked up at her, her fingers now beginning to probe and penetrate Cathy's twat, her lips and tongue flicking her nipple. Cathy ran her hands through her hair, wondering what had come over her, why she was ready to give herself to every moment of pleasure. Vicky kissed her stomach, sliding one long finger into Cathy's cunt, and then she moved lower, kissing her navel, her shaved crotch, and then finally her erect clit. Cathy massaged her own breasts, pulling gently at the nipples. Vicky's finger slid in and out of her slowly, her tongue tracing around her clit, her lips sucking on it. Cathy groaned, her body shuddering with ecstacy as Vicky brought her swiftly and skillfully to her climax. Cathy braced herself against the island, enjoying every moment of her powerful orgasm. Vicky rose, kissing her lips passionately, her fingers now rubbing Cathy's wet cunt. Cathy returned the kiss, sliding one arm around Vicky's slender waist, dropping her other hand down, feeling the soft wetness of Vicky's tight twat. It was odd to feel her engorged pussy lips, similar to Cathy's yet not her own. Cathy began to touch her in all the ways she enjoyed touching herself, and Vicky moaned. Cathy felt her heart race, and overcome by desire and curiosity, she squatted down, bringing her mouth to Vicky's clit. She felt Vicky's hands running through her hair. She reached around Vicky's waist, squeezing her firm ass, with her
other hand sliding a finger into Vicky's silken, wet cunt. Vicky
bucked her pussy against Cathy's face, and Cathy sucked her clit,
licked her. She felt Vicky tense and the brunette orgasmed, her
juices flowing freely onto Vicky's tongue. Vicky tasted the salty
flavor of some man's cum, and that turned her on, so she ran her
tongue up into Vicky, licking as much of the unknown man's chism
out as she could. At last, when Vicky's orgasm was complete, Cathy rose, and the two embraced and kissed again.
"That is so fucking hot," a man's voice growled.
Cathy turned, seeing a handsome, well built black man, still
wearing a shirt that was unbuttoned. He was otherwise nude, and his cock was rigid and large. He stepped up to Vicky and Cathy, one hand reaching out to each of their waists, pulling them closer to him. Vicky laid her hand on his long shaft, massaging it. The man kissed Cathy's neck, his fingers moving down from her waist to her tight ass, fondling it. The touch of his lips on her neck sent a wave of heat through her. She continued to massage Vicky's cunt with one hand, but with the other she touched her own. She felt Vicky drop down, and she opened her eyes to see the brunette taking the head of the man's long cock in her mouth. Vicky seemed to worship the big cock, reverently kissing and licking it while she stroked the base. Cathy knelt down next to her, sliding her hand once more down Vicky's front, touching her pussy. Vicky offered the cock to her, and Cathy sucked on the head, enjoying the taste of the precum that oozed out onto her tongue. Vicky slid her lips down the cock, kissing and sucking the length of his shaft while Cathy continued to give him head. All the while Cathy fondled Vicky's clit. Vicky dropped a hand from the man's hip, and Cathy felt her fingers on her cunt, and she moaned, loving Vicky's skill. With her other hand, Vicky stroked the man's big balls. Cathy stroked the length of his shaft, and then she and Vicky switched, Vicky coming back to suck the man's head while Cathy began to lick his long straight shaft. She looked up, saw his dark eyes, staring at them, watching the white girl and the Asian pleasure his black cock.
He reached down, lifted Cathy up and turned her, so that she leaned over the island. She felt him move behind her, and looking over her shoulder she saw Vicky moving the head of his cock to Cathy's waiting cunt. She felt his big head push into her, felt Vicky's fingers toying with her clit while he did so, felt his strong hands on her slim waist, and Cathy cried out with pleasure. With Vicky's help he invaded her, driving as much of his long cock into her as she could take, then sliding in and out of her in powerful strokes. Vicky's finger's worked quickly on her clit, and they brough her to orgasm in seconds. She writhed, her tits bouncing with his thrusts. Vicky moved, squatting, facing the man, her face between Cathy's legs, and she licked Cathy's clit as the man fucked her. Cathy orgasmed again and again, screaming in ecstacy, clutching the far edge of the island. The man pulled out of her at last, not having cum, but having given her as much as her already tired pussy could take. She slumped on the island, gasping for air, and saw Vicky bent over the island next to her, her big breasts pressed flat against the marble top. Cathy stood, brushing her hair out of her face, feeling wobbly in her high heels, her thighs slick with her own juices, and watched the muscular black man slide his long, dark cock into Vicky's pink pussy. Vicky cried out in pleasure. Cathy knelt down behind the black man, reaching between their legs and fondling her clit, returning the favor Vicky had given to her, helping Vicky to cum quickly and hard. The man's balls were in front of her face, swaying with his thrusts. He had huge balls, and Cathy could only imagine the cum-blast they would make. She turned, sitting back against the the islant, Vicky's cunt above her, the man's balls before her, and she began to lick and suck on his balls as he fucked Vicky. He moaned, enjoying her lips on him, enjoying the squeeze of Vicky's tight cunt on his rod. Vicky was still orgasming, and the black man began to grunt, "Shit yeah...oh
shit you two...oh fuck I'm gonna cum."
He pulled out of Vicky quickly, his long hard cock slapping againt
Cathy's upturned face. Vicky, still moaning, slumped down from the island, falling to her knees, turning and facing him with Cathy.
Cathy reached out, stroking his hard, fat cock, and suddenly a
fountain of cum spurted out, it's hot stickiness spattering over
her face. She cried out in shock, unable to believe just how much
cum he had spurted, but he was continuing to cum, each of her
stroked releasing a thick wad of white chism that splashed across
her face and neck and tits. Vicky leaned forward, sucking his
cockhead, taking his profuse orgasm in her mouth while Cathy
continued to stroke him, feeling his cum oozing down her forehead and nose and cheeks to her chin, feeling it run down between her breasts. At last he groaned, his orgasm done, and he sat heavily on the ground, his cock still like a rod, pointed into the air.
"Holy shit!" Vicky gasped, looking at Cathy. Cathy rubbed her
fingers across her eyes, clearing his cum away. Then she felt
Vicky's soft lips kissing her face, Vicky's tongue lapping up the
cumbath. Vicky straddled her, pressing her soft body against
Cathy's, their tits smearing the cum as they kissed. Cathy moved
her hands down Vicky's tight body, cupping her firm ass, wishing
almost that she had a cock of her own to slide into Vicky's cunt.
Her eyes clear of cum she looked at Vicky.
"You're so beautiful," she whispered. They kissed again, and she
tasted the black man's cum on Vicky's tongue. Cathy heard a moan nearby, and saw that the redhead was now sliding up and down on the black man's pole.
Vicky and Cathy stood, holding hands, and walked out to the living room. There Cathy saw the most amazing thing she had ever seen. At least fifteen people were still in the room. The furniture had been pushed aside to the walls, and all the people were on the floor. They were all nude, save for the women's heels and a few pairs of socks among the men. They all seemed to be connected to one another, in pairs and groups, sucking, fucking, stroking.
Vicky held her hand and led her into the room, stepping carefully
over entwined bodies. Hands, both men's and women's, reached up, caressing Cathy's thighs and buttocks as she passed. Finding an open spot in the middle of the room, Vicky turned and laid down, her legs spread, and Cathy lay on top of her. They kissed for a long time, then Cathy began to work her way down Vicky's sexy body again, pausing briefly to enjoy kissing her large breasts before proceeding down to her sweet twat. Cathy, on her elbows and knees, licked up and down Vicky's pussy, the began to lick and nuzzle her clit, sliding a finger once more into her twat. Vicky moaned, but her moans quickly became muffled. Cathy looked up and saw that a man was kneeling next to Vicky, and she was sucking on his hard cock. Cathy smiled, returned to eating Vicky's pussy, and then she felt a man's hands on her hips, and a large cockhead invading her cunt. She turned, looking over her shoulder, and saw a man she did not know, looking at her with lust, pushing his hips forward. She felt
his cock push into her, and she gasped with pleasure. He pushed easily into her wet cunt. Cathy bucked and cried out, then buried her face in Vicky's twat once more, licking and kissing her sweet pussy as her own pussy was pounded by this man. She orgasmed, overcome by Vicky's taste and the sensation of the stranger's cock deep inside of her. He pumped her hard and fast, and she knew he was going to cum. He rammed deep, driving her to another orgasm, and she felt his hot cum pump into her pussy. He thrust again and again, cumming inside of her. Vicky's body bucked, and she orgasmed as well, her juices flowing over Cathy's tongue.
The man slid his cock out of Cathy, rose and knelt next to Vicky,
his cock still hard. Vicky, her face covered with the other man's
cum, turned and began to stroke and suck the man who had just
finished fucking Cathy, licking Cathy's juice off his cock. He
mounted Vicky, facing away from Cathy, positioned so that his large rod lay between Vicky's round breasts. He pumped back and forth, and Cathy saw Vicky's arms working, her hands squeezing her breasts on his cock. The other man moved around behind Cathy, and she felt his hands on her hips. She watched him, watched him settle behind her, bringing his hard cock to her cunt, sliding it quickly into her. Cathy groaned again, once again turning and eating out Vicky while another strange man fucked her pussy. Before tonight only a half dozen men had been inside her. Already tonight nearly that number had taken her.
The man stroked in and out of her pussy in the long, confident
strokes of a man who had just cum. He took his time with her,
enjoying the feel of her even as he enjoyed the sight of her body,
bent over before him, her mouth working on Vicky's cunt. She felt
him begin to pump her faster and harder, bringing her to climax
after climax as his own orgasm began to slowly build. Then, after
she had cum for him, he slid out of her, and she felt his wet
cockhead push up against her ass. Cathy gasped. She had never been ass-fucked. But before tonight she had never kissed a woman, never been with more than one person at at time, never, certainly, been enveloped in a whirlwind of lust as she was now. She cried out as his slick cockhead pushed into her virgin ass. She buried her face in Vicky's cunt again, rubbing her nose against her clit, closing her eyes as her ass stretched open to receive that hard cock. His head popped into her, and then his shaft slid in with a few thrusts, and Cathy felt his pubic hair push up against her asscheeks. He was to the hilt in her ass, and she reached down between her legs and massaged her clit, bringing herself to an orgasm as he began to pump her. Vicky was cumming, bucking her pussy up into Cathy's face. The man, whatever his name was, began to bang his cock harder and
harder into Cathy's tight ass. His balls slapped against her cunt.
His hands drove her ass back into him, her buttocks smacking against his hips. Then he rammed her hard, deep, and she felt his cum surge into the depths of her ass. He spasmed inside of her, his hands clenched on her hips, holding her against him, all of his manhood in her ass. Finally his orgasm subsided, and he slid out of her, leaving a trail of cum oozing out of her ass.
Cathy rolled over, massaging her cunt and her ass, and she looked at Vicky. The man was straddling Vicky's face now, his cockhead in her mouth, and she was pleasuring him. Another man knelt between Vicky's legs, taking the position Cathy had left vacant, and slid his cock deep inside of her with one thrust. Vicky orgasmed immediately, her whole body bucking with pleasure.
"Glad you came?" a man asked.
Cathy rolled over, coming face to face with George, Melanie's
fiance. He was nude, his cock hard. He looked up and down Cathy's body with obvious delight. She propped herself up on an elbow, still massaging her clit. He reached out, caressing her breasts. "Came?" laughed Cathy. "Which time?"
"You are so fucking hot," George said. "Easily the hottest babe
here. Youre body is amazing, your face is sexy. Can I eat your
pussy?"
She giggled, reaching down and stroking his cock, "Doesn't seem fair for you to do all the work." With that she rose, straddling his
face, leaning forward and bringing her lips to his cock. She felt
his tongue begin to explore her cunt, and wondered if he minded the taste of the other mens cum. Then she realized that she was tasting another woman's pussy on him, and she found the thought erotic. She caressed his balls and cockshaft as she sucked him. She felt her orgasm building. George was very good at eating her. She bucked backward, cumming, sucking hard on his cock, hoping to bring him off soon. Then she felt another person in front of her, and she opened her eyes as she orgasmed, and saw Melanie. Melanie smiled, on her
elbows and knees on the floor between George's legs, and she began to suck on his balls. Cathy groaned, still cumming, sucking on George's cockhead, and his cum surged up, spilling out of her mouth, running down her lips and chin, shooting up across her cheek. Cathy licked him as he came, sucked the last of his orgasm out of him, and then kissed Melanie passionately. She felt Melanie moan, and she opened her eyes and looked, seeing Mike behind Melanie, beginning to take her. Cathy smiled, kissing Melanie again, the two of them alternately kissing each other and then George's cock, all the while fondling his pole even as Mike thrust into Melanie.
Cathy rose off of George, sliding down his body, and she straddled his cock, easing it into herself. She took him fully inside her, and Melanie licked her clit as she slid up and down on the blonde's fiance. Cathy massaged her breasts, looking down at Melanie, then past Melanie at Mike. He clutched her hips, fucking her deeply, watching Cathy ride George. Cathy came, overwhelmed by George's cock and Melanie's tongue. Melanie was crying out in ecstacy as well. The two of them came together again and again, both fucked well and hard.
The orgy continued until the sun came up, people entering and
leaving the living room, some sleeping on the floor, others
disappearing for a time to other rooms, either to rest or to fuck in
private. Cathy, Vicky, and Melanie did not leave the living room
for the rest of the night, and they stayed with each other, in the
middle of the floor, being taken time and time again, enjoying one
another in every way they could, sharing cocks, cumming more times than they could count. By the morning, Cathy had lost count of the men who had fucked her, or of the cocks she had sucked. She had been cum in, and on, dozens of times. Her whole body ached with pleasure. As the other guests got dressed and left in twos and threes, Cathy, Vicky, and Melanie lay on the floor, still kissing and fondling one another. When the last of the guests were gone, George returned to them. His cock was swollen and flaccid.
"Happy New Year," he said.
Melanie stretched, her legs entwined with Cathy's, "Happy New Year to you. I think we should all start the year with a bath and some coffee."
"The garden tub in the master bed room is ready," George smiled. "Plenty of room for four."
"Do you have anything left?" Vicky giggled.
He grinned, "I'll just lay in the tub and admire the three of you.
I'm sure I'll be able to get up for something."
Cathy rose with her two college friends, and the three of them
walked hand in hand up to the bathtub. She watched Vicky first,
then Melanie slide into the water. They were so sexy, every
movement showing off their incredible bodies. They turned and
watched her as she joined them, and then the three women pressed their bodies together, kissing. George sat on the edge of the tub, his cock slowly growing hard again. Cathy watched him, smiling, looking forward to what appeared to be a great new year.