The Hookers and Pimps Party
(MF, group, exhib, voy, oral, mast)
I have revised this story because of some interesting comments I received. Thank you, to those who helped improve it with their feedback. The stories about my neighbours and friends are all happened, TO VARYING DEGREES. I'm sorry but, like most people I'm a wishful thinker. We did have these neighbours and they did throw these very sexy parties and more. At this party, there was a ton of exhibitionism and touching. There was even a little public sex but that's where the similarities end. The rest is wishful thinking on my part and now, some of my readers as well.
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It was early Saturday evening and Gina and I were getting ready to attend a theme party at our neighbor's house. Cindy and Rob were not close friends but we did see them often around the neighbourhood. Cindy was gregarious and fun loving while Rob was a hard drinking party animal. These get-togethers were always fun but this one had us both excited because the theme was hookers and pimps. Everyone had to appear as one or the other and Gina and I had put together some fun outfits.
I decided to wear tight fitting, low cut black slacks, and a loose black silk shirt. I tied a sheer white scarf around my neck and wore a black soft brimmed fedora. I was aiming for the 'B' movie stereotype. As I finished up, Gina entered fresh from her shower and wrapped in a towel. She let out a little whistle as she winked.
"Stop your lookin' bitch and get your ass into some street clothes!”
Gina smiled and opened the towel, "but all I've got is this old birthday suit, can we do something with this?"
I looked her up and down—her long slender legs were clean-shaven as was her smooth pussy. Her pussy lips were closed tight and neat with just a little dimple at the top of her slit. Her soft white tummy led up to her full C-cup breasts. Her nipples were rigid, like pencil erasers. They stood proudly at the center of deep pink swirls. Her long, blonde hair, halfway down her back, was the perfect framing for her fine features and green eyes.
She looked down at the bulge in my pants, "well nice to see this outfit still has some street value."
"Damn," I answered, "give me a number."
Dropping the towel, she sauntered over and reached for the bulge in my pants. "Mmm, it's on the house, call it a manager's discount."
Her lips brushed mine as she slowly rubbed the front of my slacks from the base of my balls to the tip of my dick. That was it, I pushed her back on the bed and she let out a wicked little laugh. Her ass was on the edge of the bed and her long luscious legs were spread wide open as I dropped to my knees and buried my face in her pussy. I really love Gina's pussy. It's gorgeous and it tastes unbelievable. I stuck my tongue straight in for a taste before tracing her pussy lips in a circular motion.
Gina's back arched a bit, "We're going to be late for the party." she said in a low throaty whisper.
I paid no attention and grabbed her legs, raising them to bring her round ass into play. Her cheeks spread open as I stuck my tongue into the crack and found her puckered little rosebud. I gave it a good tongue bath and then lowered her legs again. I darted my tongue around her pussy, in the soft groove between her lips. I went up one side and down the other circling her clit and kissing it as I passed.
No longer complaining about being late, she lay there moaning softly, slowly moving her hips up and down. Sensing she was close, I concentrated on her clit, teasing under the hood with my tongue. I kissed and sucked on it, tonguing her ultrasensitive button gently. All the while, I massaged the inner walls of her vagina with two fingers. As I put more and more pressure digging my tongue in and licking her little swollen nubbin, she arched her back, almost sitting up. She grabbed the top of my head with both hands pulling me into her wonderful musky wetness.
"Ahhaahhh!" she moaned loudly as she pushed my face back from the now sensitive clit. "Shit!" she said, "You do that so well. I've never known anyone who enjoys being down there so much." She slid off the bed to her feet. "Your turn big boy."
"Nope, not right now," I said. "Later, when we get back from the party. I want to stay horny until then."
"If that's the way you want it," she replied, "but you're brushing off one hell of a blowjob."
"You don't know how to give any other kind," I laughed.
"Get out of here while I finish dressing," she giggled
Walking out into the living room, I poured myself a soft drink. My tongue was sensitive from all the hard work and the pop felt good on it. I sat on the couch and my thoughts drifted off to Cindy and Rob's party. Gina loves to wear sexy clothes and give frequent peeks to lucky guys around her. I love it when she shows herself off, it's a real turn-on and great fun. I knew there'd be lots of opportunity for that at tonight's party.
We knew most of the usual guests at these get-togethers, and, like the hosts, most of them were pretty uninhibited. Cindy and Rob were always the leaders though, they usually tried to talk people into trying their hot tub. Once they were in, any swimwear or clothing was usually history. Cindy could con the clothes off Mother Theresa.
Most guests knew what they were getting into, although some would end up leaving when things went beyond their comfort zone. Many were born exhibitionists while others were just looking to try something new for a thrill. Whatever their reasons for being there, everyone knew what Cindy and Rob were all about and they never disappointed.
Gina strolled out into the living room and winked at me. "Ready?"
She was wearing a fishnet full body stocking with a red micro-mini skirt. The stocking material was just thick and dark enough to barely hide her areolas but her nipples stuck through the fine mesh like hard pencil erasers. Six inch black stiletto pumps finished the picture as she stood there smiling at me.
“Too much?" She asked.
"God, no way!” I said. "Maybe we should stay home."
"Not a chance loverboy!” she said. "Were going to the party, all right. But just in case the mood is different tonight, I'll wear a small black jacket on top. I'll take it off if I see the other women are as daring."
I nodding my agreement and helped with her coat before we stepped out the front door.
The party was already going strong when we arrived. The front door was open, so we let ourselves in. The room looked like a scene from a bad 'B' movie with sleazy looking people everywhere. We heard Cindy's voice over top of the noise, then we we saw her come charging through the crowd to greet us.
"You two look great," she said as she peaked into the front of Gina's jacket. "And what do we have on under here? Oh, very nice," she said. "I want you to take this off sooner than later please!”
"Maybe," Gina said, "first show me the bar."
Cindy also had a red micro-mini on with black thigh-high nylons that stopped well short of the skirt. The mini was so short you could almost see her pussy and I wondered if she had anything on underneath. Her top was a black see-through silk and there was no question about the underwear. Her breasts were clearly visible with her large dark areolas and nipples. I lost track of time as I looked around the room, taking in all the risqué sights.
"Want something to drink?" I heard Gina's voice from behind.
"Sure," I said turning around, her jacket was already gone and there were those terrific hard nipples again.
“Nice, that didn't take long.”
"Cindy talked me into it. She thought it might help loosen up the others.” Besides, I love the attention I'm getting."
Most men were either stealing glances or outright checking her out.She handed me a white envelope.
"Here, this is from Cindy. She said not to open it until she says so. It's some kind of game I think."
Shortly after, Cindy made her grand entrance into to living room.
"Can I have everyone's attention please?" she said as everyone gathered around. "Does everyone have the envelopes I gave out earlier?"
Everyone shuffled around pulling out their packets.
“OK!" she said, "Each envelope has money in it, we call them fuck bucks. Some people have more than others, based on the luck of the draw. You can go to any person and pay them to remove some clothing or maybe do something special for you—they ARE hookers you know. Anything goes, if the price is right of course. Lastly and most important of all, every deal must be concluded out in the open. It wouldn't be fun if we all hid our nasty little business, would it? The hooker and her pimp with the biggest stash at the end will win a prize. Now open your envelopes and have some nasty fun."
I opened mine and there was a good handful of bills. Each one marked 50 or 100 fuck bucks. Rob's likeness was on the fifty, while the hundred sported a naked reclining picture of Cindy. Doing a quick count I had 2000 fuck bucks. It seemed a lot and I soon realized I was one of the richer pimps. I looked straight at Gina, smiling from ear to ear, but just then our host Rob walked into the room.
He smiled at me and waved as he approached Gina. “Hey there pretty thing, nice night.”
She shot a coy look back at him. "Could be a terrific night, sailor."
"Well now little lady, how much for you to lose that little skirt of yours." She stared at him with electric excitement. “Two hundred.”
"Whoa!" He recoiled. "That's a little steep for just a peek under your skirt. What have you got going on under there besides stockings?"
"It'll cost you two hundred to find out," she answered.
"All right but this better be good," he said, peeling off two hundred fuck bucks and handing them to her.
She handed the bills to me and then walked to the center of the room. She dramatically pulled down the zipper on her skirt as she gyrated like a stripper. People's eyes were glued to her as it dropped lower and lower. Her beautiful bald pussy and hot pink lips seem to flash, as they peeked through the crotchless stocking.
She stooped over and picked up her dress, holding the pose for a moment. All the guests, with a rear view, applauded with cheers and wolf-whistles. I was a little surprised—this was pretty brazen, even for Gina, especially so early in the party.
She walked back to Rob and looked him in the eyes. "You like?”
"Ohhhhh yeah, I like all right," he replied, "now that everyone else has had a good look at my expense, how about giving me a closer one for my two hundred?"
"Ooooo, a private close-up, that would be way more money honey." She teased. “But for a repeat customer, okay. Lie down on the floor for me.”
He shrugged his shoulders and laid down on his back. Gina moved over him planting a foot at either side of his shoulders, spreading her legs well apart.
“Better?” She asked.
“Oh yeah!” Rob answered. “How about moving that down here a bit?”
“Sure,” she said. “Another hundred please.”
“Are you kidding me?” He complained. “You already got two hundred out of me for this.”
“So print some more you piker,” I said, “my bitch ain't workin' for nothing. Shell out or move on, we've got a business to run and pussies are money.”
Without getting up, he handed me another hundred and I stuffed it into my back pocket. Gina moved forward a bit then slowly bent her knees lowering her pussy closer and closer to Rob's face. She stopped and held her position eight or ten inches above him as Rob unsuccessfully tried to reach her with his tongue.
“Times up!” Gina said as she straightened up and stood again.
Rob got up as well and winked as he patted Gina on the butt before leaving.
“Hey!” She yelled. “That's not free either you know.”
He blew her a kiss and moved on to the other guests.
We continued to mingle with the others and I noticed that, most people had chosen 'B' movie stereotypes, like us. Wide-brimmed hats, silk shirts and scarves, knee-high paten leather boots, thigh-high stockings and micro-minis were all standard. There were a few couples though, that were more innovative and stood out from the crowd.
Cathy and Bob was one such couple. Bob wore a beautifully tailored black suit with a black silk shirt and slim white tie. His longish black hair was slicked back to his scalp. He looked like your movie bad guy, enforcer type.
Cathy had classic girl-next-door looks except for one thing, really two things, she had the most amazing rack. I had seen her at other parties and always marveled at those big wondrous melons. So plump white and soft looking, they jiggled and swayed with her every move. I hoped we'd all get a better look at them as the evening wore on.
She was wearing seven-inch spikes that emphasized her shapely legs and her round ample ass. Her cheeks were barely covered and hung out of a pair of very high-cut tight shorts. A small bolero type vest up top had only one small button at the front and it hardly contained her gorgeous triple D's. Her deep cleavage was in open view as well as the plump round bottoms of her tits. The tiny button strained at the fabric, barely holding her vest together.
Claire and Phil were another couple that usually attended Cindy's parties. They lived nearby in the neighbourhood and we often bumped into them at the market. Our local beach had a few spots where locals could sunbath in the nude and we sometimes saw each other there as well. Even though we had all seen each other in the raw, I was still looking forward to seeing Claire again. She had a beautiful sexy body.
Claire and Phil had taken a different approach. Phil was dressed in a cowboy outfit that a male stripper might wear. He had an embroidered leather vest over his bare chest along with cowboy boots and leather chaps. Only a skimpy thong covered the rest. That meant he was naked in the back and his ass looked great from behind. I envied all the attention he was getting from the women around him.
Claire wore a sheer white cover-up, over a flesh-colored micro-kini that hardly covered her. She also had white thigh-highs on with a pair of white stiletto pumps.
The top of her micro-kini strained at the load from her shapely C-cup tits and her large dark areolas peeked out around the little triangular patches of material. I new she wouldn't keep that outfit on for long and I couldn't wait to see the rest.
Gina and I strolled over to them, “whose the boss here?” Gina asked.
“It depends on who's buying what,” Phil answered, “we're each other's pimps.”
“OOOooo, nice idea, now that's different,” Gina said. “You know Phil, I'd really love to see you walk around with that nice fat cock of yours sticking out. How much to lose the thong?”
“Much as I'd to do that for you for free hon, I think a hundred should cover it, or uncover it that is.” He laughed.
“You work too cheap,” Claire chided.
Gina paid him the money and he pulled off his thong setting his nice thick seven inches free. After giving Gina a nice close-up look at his rapidly hardening member, he and Claire set out on a tour of the house. He'd stop for any woman who took an interest and announced that it was Gina's treat. Claire stopped any women who tried to touch him, at least until proper recompense was made. Gina's move gave me the idea to try for Cathy's big juicy tits.
I went over and talked with Bob. ”Say, I've always had a hankering to see your lady's boobs you know Bob, what's your price?”
Bob looked a little surprised but excited at my proposal, he looked to Cathy for a sign of approval.
“What kind of pimp are you? Give the man a number,” she barked.
“Well I've got to say that those tits are the biggest and most beautiful here tonight. I couldn't take anything less than two hundred,” he said.
“Ahhhh, thank you honey, you're so sweet,” Cathy purred.
“Done! But she has to keep the button undone for the rest of the night, I think everyone should enjoy those puppies too.” I said.
“Oh I like your style, you're getting me a little wet now,” she said as she reached for the button with her hand.
I dropped two hundred into Bob's hand and turned back to see Cathy flip the button between her fingers. Both sides of the vest popped open letting her beautiful heavy breasts plop out in slow fluid motion. They both bounced and swayed side to side a bit before coming almost still. They never quite stopped moving though as she laughed and shook her chest for fun.
Her tits were like something out of a vintage Playboy. Erect pink nipples perched atop light pink areolas, about three inches in diameter. Her breasts were huge, triple 'Ds' at least, but they were firm with a smooth shape and a bit of a ski-slope sag. There's something about big natural tits that look so much better to me than the rock hard fake ones.
Gina had gone along with my little game but now she became a little miffed at all the attention I was paying to Cathy.
“Alright, put your tongue back in your mouth kiddo, lots more to see and do tonight,” she cautioned.
I snapped out of it and thanked Cathy for the show. Then she gave me a kiss on the cheek, “come back alone and try them out if you want,” she whispered in my ear.
I smiled and nodded before catching up to Gina who was heading to the solarium and the hot tub. Things were really moving along now as more and more people lost their inhibitions. Flashes of boobs, dicks and pussies were happening everywhere and Rob already had some guests in the hot tub but it looked like he was the only one naked.
Some couples had decided to call it a night at this point, they came out for a thrill but this was all becoming more than they could handle. Just the same, the remaining guests were making deals everywhere as they laid down their fuck bucks to get whatever they could buy with them. At first people just wanted to see lots of skin and partiers lost most of their clothes one after the other. Soon though, there was a lot of touching and action as well.
Amidst all the exposed body parts and the fondling, Cindy came charging into the room stark naked except for her spike heels. She walked straight over to me and almost yelled at me, “all right Rick, Gina gave Rob an up close view of her snatch and I want some payback. I know you like to shave yourself in special places for Gina and I've got two hundred here to see everything you shave for her."
I looked back at her with a smile and took her money, "Hell I would have done that for nothing but since you're paying."
I open my shirt and removed it. Then I undid my belt, opened my slacks and dropped them to the floor before stepping out of them. I wasn't wearing underwear, so my dick was free, bobbing up and down. I felt exhilarated as I stood naked in front of everyone. Cindy bent over and took a really close look at my chest, then my clean-shaven organ. She got down on her knees and took a very close-up look at my balls—so close I could feel her breath.
"Damn, that looks nice," she said, "smooth and clean, makes me feel like giving you a nice blowjob, for the right price that is, I work cheap you know."
"Don't worry,” Gina butted in, “if he needs any special attention, I'll make that deal myself.”
“Too bad." Cindy said, "Sorry, didn't mean to poach your prick, it sure looks yummy."
"No problem," Gina said as she reached over and fondled my cock, "I have things well in hand. Is there anything else we can help you with tonight?”
“No, I think I'll go back check out Phil's cock again, Claire isn't as protective with her property,” Cindy said.
“Well now you're driving our customers away,” I scolded Gina.
A minute later Bob came by and looked Gina up and down.
“The store's open sailor.” She told him. “Something I can do for you?”
"Now that you mention it,” he replied, “how much to lose the whole body stocking?"
Her eyes widened. "You mean completely off, in front of everyone?"
“That's the only way," he answered. "Like most of the guys here, I've always wanted to see you completely naked. How about it?”
She thought about it for a minute and then she answered, "fifteen hundred fuck bucks." She probably thought there was no way he'd have that much and she was right.
“Tell me Bob,” I said, “what would you take for Cathy to do the same thing, I've always wanted to see that sight as well.”
Cathy heard her name mentioned and came over. She had lost the vest entirely and was now down to just the pair of shorts and heels. “What are the both of you cooking up now?” She asked.
“They're trying to get us both stark naked,” Gina answered.
“How much?” Cathy asked.
“Let's finish with what we want,” I said, “then we can talk money.”
