Subject: New Year's Party
Story Codes: FF FFF F-solo oral
Diary Date: December 31, 2007
Author: Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>
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Summary
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Just because you don’t have any guys at your party doesn’t mean you can’t
have fun. Kristi and I each invited our best friend and you can imagine
what a night we had!
Table of Contents
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Chapter 1 – Making Plans
Chapter 2 – Getting Started With Kristi
Chapter 3 – Beth and Carrie Join In
Chapter 4 – A Masturbation Challenge
Chapter 5 – Fun With Toys
Chapter 1 – Making Plans
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New Year’s Eve is always a problem for me. When I say a problem, it’s a
similar problem to what I face in my favorite restaurant where there are
simply too many options to choose from. Which party do I go to? Do I
even go to a party? Just friends or a public affair? Stay in town or go
for a road trip? For that matter, what about just staying home and
watching the ball drop from bed? My dream has always to be at Time’s
Square but that will probably never happen so what’s a girl to do? This
year I opted for something in between. My cousin Kristi was over for
Christmas and the subject of New Year’s Eve came up somehow.
“So, what do you have planned this year, miss big college graduate?” she
teased me.
“What’s it to you,” I came back, “Isn’t that, like, one of the biggest
nights of the year for girl’s like you?”
Kristi stuck her tongue out at me playfully and pretended to be hurt. By
now she was use to me teasing her about her “occupation”. She likes to
call it “Customer Relations Manager” but I preferred the more
straightforward term – whore. It may sound a bit harsh but I simply mean
a girl who gets paid for her “services” – which is what Kristi does to
make a living, a damn good one at that!
“Well, all the more you should appreciate what I’m proposing,” she
replied, “How about just girl’s sleepover, kinda like we use to do when
we were kids.”
My immediate reaction was the desire to retort that back then the most we
would do is masturbate and giggle at each but I had a feeling Kristi was
not going to be happy with just THAT so I managed to keep a straight face
and keep my thoughts to myself. At least, I THOUGHT I was keeping a
straight face. If anyone could read me, besides my mother, it was Kristi
and I wasn't fooling her for a second.
“Well of course it wouldn’t be COMPLETELY like when we were kids,” she
laughed, “But you get the idea.”
I asked her who she wanted to invite and she responded instantly.
Obviously she had thought this through ahead of time as Kristi wasn't
always the sharpest knife in the drawer. Otherwise she wouldn’t have
dropped out of college for a career that depended more on what was
between her legs than on her shoulders.
“I thought we would keep it a bit intimate, don’t you think? How about
we each bring our best friend?”
It sounded fine with me but as it was already Christmas, I was afraid
that Beth, my best friend since I could remember, might already have
plans. Again, Kristi was ready with the answer.
“I just happen to know that Beth is free,” she said with a smirk.
Obviously the little vixen had already asked Beth. “And Carrie can make
it too.” Carrie was Kristi’s best friend, like Beth was mine. We had met
a few times and she was as much as slut as Kristi was – she just didn’t
get paid for it. I rolled my eyes at allowing myself to be so easily
outmaneuvered by my cousin – not something that happens a lot, trust me.
I had to wonder if someone had helped her to set this up? Maybe one of
our mothers?
So we had a plan for the night. I learned later that Kristi’s mom, my
Aunt Linda, had plans for a party of her own, if you can call being with
one guy all night at a casino in West Virginia a party. That would leave
Kristi’s house to us for the entire evening. At first, I questioned the
wisdom of not having any guys. One thing that would be ruined would be
my record for being fucked when the new year came in. For the past three
years I’d managed to have a dick inside me when the ball dropped in Times
Square and it looked like THT wasn't going to happen this year. My goal
was to make him cum just as the clock struck midnight. So far I’d come
close but it looked like it would be another year now before a guy got
another chance to get his timing right.
As the end of the year approached, I came to realize a couple of hidden
benefits of going this route this year. For one, I didn’t worry about
buying a new dress. Sure, a new dress is ALWAYS a welcome addition but
it was nice not HAVING to buy one. I didn’t even bother buying any new
lingerie like I would probably have done had there been plans for guys to
join in. I had a feeling the “uniform” for the night was going to be
pretty simple – and we’d all be “wearing” the same outfit. Besides not
worrying about a dress, there was the savings of having to get my hair
done. Again, it never was a BAD thing to spend an afternoon at the salon
but I planned to just wear mine straight and free.
There were a few things, though, that still were important, not the least
of which was my period was off by a few days last month and normally
would have been in full swing at exactly the wrong time. I just had to
hope it was permanently shifted now and not just off for one month. None
of us, at least so far as I knew, were into dipping our tongues into the
red river so I could only pray things went OK and that I wasn't all
bloated in any case.
Hygiene issues were the most critical and beside my period I made sure I
was shaved and waxed to make myself as smooth as possible. I think some
guys wouldn’t care if I had armpit hair and stubble on my legs so long as
they got to fuck me, but girls are more sensitive about such things – we
like our girlfriends to be cleaned up. Just before leaving for my
cousin’s I took a long, hot, soaking bath with some scented salts, washed
my hair, and made sure I was as clean as possible and smelled good too.
Lord only knew what I would smell like when I was back home again!
After my bath I went back to my room and checked myself out in the
mirror. God, I’m getting so old! A few more months and I'd be 23. For
a while now birthdays were just going to be another year added to my age
without any significance. Like sixteen you get your driver’s license,
seventeen you’re “no longer jail bait, eighteen and you’re a legal
person, twenty one and I could gambler and drink (legally at least).
What was there to look forward to now but the big 3-0 and who looks
forward to THAT? The one good thing was that at least I wasn’t fretting
about my boobs being too small or fighting a bout of acne right before a
big date. I hadn’t changed clothing sizes in the past couple of years
now and again, that meant things would only get worse in the future if I
wasn't careful. Gee, was I being “glass half-empty” this evening or
what?
I was musing when my dad called to see how I was doing. I knew that he
and my mom were spending the night downtown on some package deal at the
Hilton which included a room, party and dinner. Sounded like fun – for
old people! I teased him by telling him what I was wearing, or should I
say, NOT wearing.
“Much as I like the sound of the outfit, don’t you think maybe you might
need to add some accessories?” my dad teased me over the phone.
“Dad!” I whined back at him in mock annoyance. Like duh, I wasn’t going
to be leaving the house naked. Now once I got to Kristi’s house, then
all bets were off!
“What’s this about no boys tonight?” he asked, an amused tone to his
voice now. “I thought you were hoping to nail it this year?”
He was, of course, referring to what I had mentioned before about the
timing thing. Well, maybe next year he might get a shot at it, who
knows? But then again, he had swung and missed once already so would he
get another chance at bat? I teased him about it now and then so I guess
payback was only fair play. He laughed at me and then said he need to
get to the bathroom to get ready for their night out. If I hadn’t just
spent so much time cleaning up and getting myself all freshened and
smelling good I might have considered stopping by on my way to Kristi’s
but that would just have to wait for another time.
For the ride over, I just threw on some jeans and a sweatshirt. No need
to get a nice outfit all wrinkled up when I knew it wouldn’t be on me
long anyway – or least it better not be. A pair of boots and my coat was
I needed. Grabbing my purse, I reached in for my keys and as usual they
weren't there. Damn, I NEVER put my keys away where I could find them
again. I looked all over and of course, they were in my coat pocket.
Looking in the mirror on my way out, I muttered to myself that just
because I was wearing my hair blonde these days didn’t mean I had to act
like I was a blonde!
Chapter 2 – Getting Started With Kristi
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It was only a few miles to my cousin’s house but the traffic was pretty
heavy with everyone heading to wherever they were going for the evening.
Nonetheless, I made it there in short order and parked on the street in
front. There weren’t any other cars I recognized so it looked like I was
the first to arrive. Kristi greeted me at the door and I knew it was
going to be THAT kind of evening – she was already nude and had a glass
of wine in her hand.
“Hey cuz, let’s get this party going!” she greeted me.
Unlike me, my little cousin liked her alcohol and I just hoped she didn't
get herself too drunk too early. Actually, to be fair, Kristi hardly
ever got all that drunk, just enough to where she did things even more
outrageous than she normally would do. I couldn’t help but take a second
look at her. No matter that I had seen Kristi nude countless times and
had sex with her more times than I could ever remember, she was always so
beautiful and sexy. Her thin body and girlish looks belied her twenty
years, much to her chagrin when it came time to be carded but it made her
one of the most demanded girls in her agency. I guess nothing beats
fucking a girl who LOOKS like she’s underage but is legal. Right now she
was standing with her weight on one leg, her hips stuck out and the most
naughty grin imaginable on her face. Her perky boobs were a perfect size
B and her nipples were already hard and poking out. From the flushness
of her face, I had a good idea somebody had been getting herself off
while waiting for her guests to arrive.
“Damn Kristi, couldn’t you even wait for use to get here?” I teased her.
Bulls eye – her grin got even broader as she couldn’t help but look
guilty.
“Well, what do you expect? I’m here all alone and got to thinking about
you guys and then... well, you know.”
We both giggled as yes, we both “knew”. If there was one thing Kristi
and I had in common, it was our love for masturbation. We had
masturbated together since we were barely teenagers. Some people seem to
think masturbation is for when you’re not getting enough of the “real”
thing. Well, Kristi and I would beg to differ. We both look at
masturbation as just another form of sex no different than being with a
guy or a girl, just that in this case we were with ourselves. I’ve had
to explain this to guys who wonder why, after they spend all evening
doing their best to fuck my lights out, I start masturbating as soon as
when they’re spent and forced to take a break. It’s no reflection on
them, not at all. It’s just when it comes to sex, girls like me and
Kristi just want more than most girls, more than most guys can deliver.
“So I take it Beth and Carrie haven’t arrived yet?” I asked, just to
confirm the situation.
“Well duh! Why would I be rubbing myself if they were here?”
She had a point.
“So what’s the plan for this evening?” I asked, finally stepping in and
closing the front door behind me.
“Well, my dear older cousin, why not start by getting out of those
ridiculous clothes? How are we suppose to have fun if you’re all dressed
up?”
I was under no delusions that I would remain dressed for long when I left
my apartment but this was a little faster than even I had expected. Then
again, so what? In a way, it was a relief to get my clothes off as I
quickly stripped. This was better than playing some silly game when
everyone knew what the outcome was going to be anyway. The two of us
were now both nude in the hallway and no sooner were my clothes off than
Kristi rushed forward to hug me, pressing her warm smooth body up tight
against me, pressing her leg in between mine and pushing up against my
exposed crotch. It had the effect I knew she was trying for as my clit
was stimulated by the pressure against it and I was already wet to begin
with anyway.
“Mmmmmmm, you smell good,” she murmured, kissing my neck and running her
hands over my now bare body. She pulled her head back and we each looked
into the other’s eyes for what seems the longest pause before as if on
cue, we both moved forward until our lips met and out tongues reached out
to caress each other I loved kissing Kristi as she just felt so soft and
warm against me, sensuous in a way no other girl was with me.
Chapter 3 – Beth and Carrie Join In
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We probably would have dropped to the floor and started in on each other
when the doorbell rang. Mixed emotions ran through me as on one hand I
didn't want to let go of Kristi but on the other hand, I knew who must be
at the front door. Sure enough, Kristi greeting our two best friends in
about the same manner as she had me In walked Beth and Carrie, both
dressed almost exactly as I had been, both undressing almost exactly as
fast as I had after I came in. Soon the four of us were standing nude in
the hallway and Kristi offered that we all head for the living room. She
didn’t have to extend the offer twice!
Once in the living room, Beth came up to me and greeted me with open
arms. We hugged and I felt her large breasts pressing against mine. We
had been best friends since I could remember but I had always been
jealous of her when it came to the boob department. When I was
struggling to justify a training bra, Beth was already a B cup pushing
into a C. At just fourteen, she had a better rack than most of the girls
in high school – or college for that matter. What made it “worse”, at
least for me, was that her boobs didn’t evolve into overly large, sagging
monsters as seems to happen to many large-breasted girls. It was like
she was twice blessed with her boobs growing fast when she was young and
then, just as they reached a perfect D cup, they stopped and never
sagged, at least no more than you would expect for that size.
Beth planted her hand on my bare ass and gave it a squeeze. “God I love
this ass!” she proclaimed to the other girls, “What do you girls think,
does Kelly have the best ass or what?”
Yep, Beth was indeed my best friend!
Meanwhile, Carrie and Kristi were “greeting” one another as well. They
had only met a few years before when Carrie moved in from out of state
but it was “love at first sight” for the two of them. Carrie was a
little surprised to find that Kristi still slept with her mom (maybe it
was the fact they only have one bed in their small house that gave it
away) but that was nothing compared to how she felt when she found out
WHY. Carrie was a confirmed slut but still pretty straight in many ways.
Sure she liked girls but overall, she was pretty much “normal” when it
came to her sexual preferences and incest was NOT “normal” to her. From
what Kristi told me, it took just one night in bed with Kristi and her
mom to change her mind. Carrie still had no idea that Kristi’s uncle (my
dad) fucked her or, for that matter, that my dad fucked me. Beth, of
course, knew all about me but we had been best friends for so long it was
like she is a sister sometimes to me. Maybe someday Carrie would learn
the whole story about her best friend but for now, we just didn't discuss
it with her around.
Just to give the complete story, Cassie and I had played around a few
times but only when we were with Kristi. Beth and I, of course, were
“intimate” to the point my dad had even broken the cardinal family rule
and fucked her, even though she wasn't part of our family. His
rationalization at the time was she was as good as a member so it was OK
in this instance. As for me, I had seduced Beth’s father once (a long
story which I have included in my diary) but it was a one-time thing that
neither her father, nor Beth, were keen on entertaining a repeat
performance.
Interestingly enough, this was the first time just the four of us had
been together like this. Sure we went to the same parties and often did
things socially together, but an overnight party where the intended goal
was girl-girl sex was something new for us. That’s not to say we were
strangers when it came to being intimate. Kristi and I had been with
Beth many times and a few time with Carrie, but never with them both
before. I was looking forward to it – and from the looks of the others,
so were they.
At first it was sort of funny as we were all naked and horny yet nobody
just jumped right in and got things going. Maybe there is such a thing
as being TOO prepared? None of us were what you would call shy and we
all were more than ready to take the lead and get things rolling when we
were with a guy, but it was almost like two experienced fighters meeting
in the ring for the first time. Each respected the other’s talents and
reputation and both expected their opposite number to be the first to
step forward and throw a punch.
Thus for a few minutes there is an uncanny awkwardness, almost like we
were all back in eighth grade again, nervously sitting around at our
first slumber party waiting to see who would be the first to touch
themselves. It shouldn’t come as any surprise that the certified “pro”
of our group should finally have had enough and get the ball rolling.
Kristi was the only one of us who got paid for having sex (at least
professionally) and although she was the youngest, she wasn't afraid to
take charge.
“Damn, are we all just going to stand here staring at each other or are
we going to fuck?” she huffed, her hands on her hips with a look of total
exasperation on her face. It was like someone had broken the spell we
were all under and next thing I knew, there was a flurry of activity.
Kristi didn’t wait for anyone to answer her challenge. She and I had
been having sex now for years and I had no doubt that she and Carrie kept
each other warm many a night, so it made sense that she had her sights
set on Beth. Kristi took Beth by the hand and literally pulled her to
the couch, then pushing her backwards so she flopped on her butt on the
couch. Like a tiger attacking its prey, she jumped on top of Beth,
straddling her with her knees on both sides of Beth’s legs. Putting her
arms around Beth’s neck, Kristi leaned forward and planted a kiss right
on Beth’s lips. Beth responded instantly, putting her arms around
Kristi’s slim body, one hand on the small of her back while the other
went lower and planted itself on Kristi’s cute little bare ass.
Carrie was watching the spectacle along with me and as Beth and Kristi
started making out, we looked at each other and shrugged our shoulders,
each of us pretending it was no big deal and that we may as well get
started ourselves if we had nothing better to do. In reality, I couldn’t
wait to feel her and taste her. Carrie was a little heavier than any of
the rest of us but by no means fat. Her extra weight emphasized her
massive boobs and large ass. She wore her long hair in a simply short
hairstyle, almost butch.
Our eyes met and I started to say something I hoped would be smart and
witty but fortunately Carrie saved me from myself and stepped forward to
kiss me. We were about the same height so neither of us had to lean over
or stretch and for the first few minutes we just stood in the middle of
the room embracing one another. Her lips were full and soft and her
breath was already hot and quick as our lips met tightly and tongues
explored each other. Her boobs were crushed up against mine as I held
her big butt in both hands and pulled her in tight against me.
I glanced over at Kristi and Beth and saw that Kristi hadn’t wasted a lot
of time on preliminaries but rather had slid down until she was kneeling
on the floor between Beth’s legs and was eating out Beth’s pussy like a
she was a dog and somebody had spread peanut butter over it. Beth had
both hands on Kristi’s head, pulling her into her crotch even tighter and
leaning her head back as she moaned softly while Kristi went to work. I
felt my own pussy twinge as I was well aware of how it felt to have
Kristi eat your pussy. Beth was very lucky indeed!
Carrie didn't allow me to concentrate long on those two as she kneeled
down on the floor and stuck a finger up my waiting pussy. She didn't
even bother feeling me up or playing with me, but just reached between my
legs and rammed her middle finger up inside of me as far as she could.
Of course I was already as wet as could be so she slid easily in and I
spread my legs apart further to make it even easier for her.
Carrie’s finger was quickly followed by her outstretched tongue as she
licked my pussy and soon found my already enlarged clit. I gasped
involuntarily as she took my clit between her teeth and tugged on it
gently. My own hands went to my boobs and I cupped each one with one of
my hands and squeezed them, pinching my nipples as I did.
Unlike many girls, Beth was the type to sit back silently and just soak
in the incredible pleasure a girl like Kristi was capable of giving.
Even so, it wasn't long before the room was filled with her moans and
cries, telling Kristi how good her tongue felt on her and giving her
instructions and tips for how to eat her pussy. I was facing them while
Carrie was licking my own pussy and I watched in fascination as Kristi’s
hand went under her face and then Beth practically shouted out, “Oh my
GOD!” and her hips thrust upward as Kristi must have pushed her finger up
Beth’s asshole.
Meanwhile, Carrie was doing quite a respectable job on me. Granted, it
wasn’t a Kristi-style pussy eating but then, I doubted many girls in this
world CAN eat pussy as well as Kristi. I gasped again as she put a
second and then later a third finger up my pussy, fucking me with her
fingers as she thrust them in and out of me like a guy stroking his cock
in my hungry pussy. I felt my legs starting to feel weak as my first
orgasm approached (I say “first” as I knew it wouldn’t be the last by any
means that night). What I really wanted was to lay down on the floor and
let Carrie finish me off but I couldn't bear the thought of stopping her
even for the few seconds it would take to move into a new position.
It sort of gave me a good feeling to be the first one to cum. Even
though Kristi may have been better at eating pussy, I had always been
easy to bring to orgasm and tonight I was ahead of Beth by several
minutes – more if you figure in that she had a head start on me (sorry,
pun intended). My knees almost buckled as I felt my pussy explode and my
entire body tingled with the onset of my orgasm.
Carrie obviously recognized what was happening – maybe the flood of pussy
cum in her face gave her a hint? She attacked my pussy with renewed
vigor, forcing my orgasm even higher as it was all I could do to keep
standing up. It wasn't long before I heard Beth crying out that she was
cumming but I was too absorbed in what was happening inside of me to even
look at her or hear much more of what she was saying for that matter.
“That’s if Carrie, make me cum harder!” I finally found the strength to
say as my orgasm peaked, or so I thought.
God, I loved the feelings that were flooding my entire body, when
suddenly I felt Carrie’s finger pull out of me and thrust up my own ass!
I don’t know if it was the shock of what she had done or the stimulation
itself but just as I thought my orgasm couldn’t get any better, I was off
on another level of pleasure.
It was simply too much for me and I collapsed to the floor, my legs
shaking uncontrollably. Carrie didn't abandon me but quickly got between
my legs and planted her face square on my crotch once again, this time
her tongue pushing up into my pussy and her nose pressed against my clit.
Again she pushed her finger up my ass and again I was shocked and amazed
at the results. My arms were outstretched from my body, like I was being
crucified but the only thing being driven into me was Carrie’s long
tongue and finger. For a moment it was like I couldn’t even breath and
then suddenly I gasped and sucked in a huge breath of air.
“Oh god that feels so good!” I moaned yet again, repeating myself over
and over. Finally, my legs went limp, as did my entire body. Carrie
lifted her head from my crotch and laid alongside me, putting one leg
over me and fondling my boobs with one hand as she kissed the side of my
neck.
As I regained consciousness I became more aware of Beth’s orgasm which
was apparently still ongoing. From personal experience I knew Kristi
could be almost sadistic in situations like this. There have been times
I found myself overwhelmed by the intensity of the pleasure she was
creating in me and I would beg her to stop, almost in a panic. Would she
honor my request and ease up? Of course not. It always resulted in the
most incredible orgasm but there were a few times I couldn’t help but
wonder if I DID pass out momentarily. Beth was evidently on the
receiving end of such a “treatment” now.
“Oh my God Kristi, stop!” Beth was begging her, “I can’t take any more!
Please... STOP!”
Kristi didn't believe that deep down Beth REALLY wanted her to stop any
more than Carrie and I did as we watched the show. Carrie’s hand felt
good on my breast and I liked the way her pussy was pushed up against me
as she drew her leg in tighter against me.
“She’s good, isn’t she?” Carrie whispered to me in awe We looked at each
other and grinned, like partners in crime as each of us knew from our own
experience what was being done to Beth.
“You weren’t so bad yourself,” I encouraged her, a grin on my face.
Indeed, my own pussy was still throbbing from Carrie’s work on it. It
was time to repay the favor so I pushed her gently aside onto her back.
She knew what I intended and rolled back from me, spreading her heavy
legs apart in anticipation.
I crawled around and got between Carrie’s legs. Her thighs were a
heavier than Beth’s, and a LOT more so than Kristi’s thin legs, but they
were still tight and smooth and felt good against my cheeks. I kissed
the soft skin and let my tongue glide up towards her crotch. Somewhere
along the way I apparently hit a ticklish spot as she jumped and then
giggled as I continued working slowly up to where my prize awaited - her
wet and warm pussy.
As I neared her crotch I could smell her pussy, that musky odor a pussy
emits when a girl gets horny and wet. God she smelled so good! Now I
LOVE the smell of a man’s crotch, especially when he has been working out
and the odor of his sweat mingles in with the musk of his sex, but
nothing beats the tantalizing aroma of a woman’s pussy. Naturally the
pussy I think smells the best is my own, but I am admittedly a little
biased. One thing different about pussies though, whereas I said I enjoy
it when a man smells dirty and horny, when it comes to a pussy, I love
them clean and naturally wet best, right out of the shower all horny and
dripping. Carrie hadn’t just come out of the shower, but I could make
barely out the scent of her soap even with the overpowering aroma of her
pussy doing its best to crowd it out.
“Oh god!” Carrie whimpered as my tongue finally found its way to her
pussy.
At first I just liked my way along her labia, getting a deep smell of her
pussy as my tongue gently went up her wet pussy lips and then to her
clit. “OH GOD!” she cried out this time as I took her clit gently
between my teeth and tugged on it just enough to pull it away from her
pussy and then released her and let it snap back in place again. I
pulled it into my mouth, letting my tongue run around the hardness and
then tickling the tip of it as I sucked on it like a nipple.
Carrie put her hands on the top of my head and pressed me into her pussy,
pushing my face into her wetness. It was a little hard to breathe but I
rubbed my face and nose into her crotch, licking her all over her pussy.
Carrie pulled her knees up and set her feet flat on the floor, allowing
her to raise her hips up against my face and then thrusting into me like
she was trying to fuck my face.
“Lick me Kelly,” she moaned, placing her hands under her ass to help hold
herself up to my face, “Oh god, right there!” I could feel her trembling
beneath me, her hips starting to jerk erratically and uncontrolled as he
orgasm approached. It wasn't going to take much at this point to push
her over the edge so I took two of my fingers and thrust them into her
sopping wet pussy.
“Oh FUCK!” Carrie yelled out as her orgasm exploded. I felt her pussy
cum in my face as she worked her hips and kept pushing herself tighter
and tighter up against me.
My fingers were thrusting in and out of her cunt, like she as being
fucked, as my tongue and lips stayed on her pussy despite all the bucking
around.
“Go Carrie!” I heard a voice say behind me and I realize that Kristi must
have been watching from behind me as I licked her best friend into a
monstrous orgasm. I couldn’t help but smile to myself as I thought that
two could play her game. When it came to licking pussy, she might have
the best reputation but I wasn't too shabby at it myself, even if I do
say so myself.
I lifted myself off and pulled my fingers from Carrie’s pulsating pussy.
Sitting up, I looked around to see Kristi and Beth sitting arm-in-arm on
the edge of the coach, enjoying the show in front of them. Both of them
were grinning and I noticed Beth was still flushed from her recent
orgasm. God, as red as she still was she must have really cum hard!
Carrie just laid there on the floor, oblivious to anything around her.
No sooner had I taken my mouth off her pussy than she reached down with
both hand and cupped her crotch with her hands, pulling upward on it and
toying with her clit in the process. She was still moaning and almost
crying as the last vestiges of her orgasm clung on. Eventually she just
collapsed on her back, arms and legs stretched out spread-eagle as she
let herself relax for just a moment. Just a moment was all she would get
as Kristi stepped over to help her sit up. For a few seconds it was
deathly quiet in the house as the four of us just looked at each other,
amazed at what we had just done. Kristi, of course, was the first to
break the silence.
“WELL, now that we got THAT out of the way, how about ordering something
to eat?”
Chapter 4 – A Masturbation Challenge
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Actually, she had it pegged. It WAS like we all had something to get out
of our systems before we could move forward with anything else that
night. I was sure that it wasn't the end of our evening, not by any
means, but it had been a nice way to break the ice and set the tone for
the rest of the night. Kristi ordered out a pizza and brought out some
wine and beer. I had to fend for myself, getting up to go in the kitchen
to get a Diet Coke as drinking wasn't one of my most favorite things
(drinking alcohol, that is). Beth turned on the TV and we all sat on the
couch next to one another. Our naked bodies felt so soft and warm
against each other. Nobody was even thinking about getting dressed, at
least not until the following morning.
The doorbell rang and I think we all jumped a little bit as we had just
been relaxing for about a half hour on the couch, forgetting about the
time. Kristi jumped up and grabbed the pile of bills on the coffee table
that she has prepared earlier and started for the door.
“Ummmmm, Kristi?” Carrie called out to her gently but firmly, “Aren’t you
forgetting something?”
Kristi turned to look at her and for a moment seemed confused. Then she
looked down at herself and we all broke out laughing as it seemed she
suddenly realized she was naked. Knowing her, though, I wasn't buying it
and is it turned out, I was right.
“Nahhhhh, don’t worry, all the deliver boys around here know how I answer
the door,” she giggled, “Hey, it beats having to fork over a tip and I
think they like this better than money anyway, don’t you think Kelly?”
The other two looked at me as if I should have an explanation but I was
as taken off-guard as they were. The three of us just sat there silently
as Kristi answered the door.
“Hey Johnny, good to see you again,” I heard her greet someone at the
door, “So you have to work tonight, eh?” I couldn’t hear the answer but
then I saw Kristi wiggle her ass a bit, making her boobs bounce in the
process. She was definitely putting on a show for someone! “Hope you
liked your tip!” she said in her classic flirty tone and then she closed
the door and brought in the pizza.
“We get the most amazing service here from all the delivery boys,” she
said with a naughty grin on her face. We all knew what she really was
talking about and I just shook my head, marveling yet again at my
cousin’s total lack of propriety. I loved her for it though!
I was surprised at how hungry I suddenly was for something besides pussy
and apparently so were the others as we polished it off in just a few
minutes. Kristi belched and I thought Carrie was going to choke when she
started laughing so hard. For one quick flashback it was like being with
my kids in school again, each adolescent boy trying to out-gross the
other.
“Well, we still have a couple of hours before midnight,” Kristi said as
she gathered up our mess, “Anyone have any ideas on what we can do until
then?”
I don’t know about the others, but I had PLENTY of ideas and none of them
were suitable for network TV – or even cable for that matter. Kristi
didn’t wait for a response before putting out her own idea first.
“Hey Kelly, remember the game we use to play when we were little?”
I looked at her, uncertain as to what she was talking about. We had
played lots of games back when we were little so which one was she
referring to?
“Oh come on, you remember,” she teased, “Or maybe you don’t want to
because I use to beat you all the time.”
I frowned at her, not entirely out of fun either. I knew EXACTLY what
game she was referring to now and she wasn’t being exactly truthful as I
actually beat her most of the time. When she was 13 and I was 14 we
started masturbating together. Of course, both of us had started years
before but that was when we started doing it together. We never touched
each other – THAT wouldn’t happen for another four years as it turned
out, but it was fun to watch the other person get themselves off.
In many ways, Kristi and I are like sisters and as such, tend to be a bit
competitive. It wasn't long before we were seeing who get themselves off
the fastest. Regardless of what she might remember, I was the one who
won the most! Kristi grinned as she saw the light pop on over my head as
I recalled those times we use to have. God, we were so young and naïve
back then!
“I KNEW you would remember!” she chuckled and then explained the rules to
the other girls. We had established a complete list of rules back then
to try and keep things fair. Fingers only - no artificial stimulation
including dildos and vibrators. Mental imagery only - no visual aids
such as porn magazines or videos. Finally, no faking – we had to take
each other’s word on that one and I STILL think she cheated now and then
on me.
Beth and Carrie seemed up for it. After all, it wasn't like we’d never
masturbated together before, just not as a contest. Back in high school
we use to have sleepovers and masturbation was generally a part of the
evening’s “activities”. Usually it was just part of a discussion over
some guy at school or magazine hunk, not really the central focus at the
moment but more as an accompaniment. Now, however, the act itself was
front and center. It was one thing to masturbate with your friends or
even do it for your boyfriend on a date. Doing it as a contest, though,
was totally different as Carrie and Beth were about to find out.
We decided to get in a circle on the floor. We each had our favorite
position to masturbate in so we spread out and go ourselves ready.
Kristi went for the doggie position, leaning down on one elbow while her
other hand was up between her legs. Beth was more of a “spooner”, acting
out like she was being fucked on her side by a guy laying behind her.
Carrie and I were more simplistic. We each grabbed a pillow from the
couch and laid our heads back on it, our knees bent with our feet on the
floor, hands between our legs as we waiting for Kristi to give us the
command to start.
“Ready... set... GO!” Kristi yelled and after that, none of us spoke a
word other than to moan or otherwise express the pleasure we created for
ourselves. As horny as I was still, I didn’t think this was going to
take more than a few minutes. I LOVED to masturbate and for me, it had
nothing to do with the amount of sex I was getting. For me, masturbation
is something that stands on its own, regardless of how many times I get
laid in a day. There’s just something about the feel of my own hand in
me that makes me cum as hard, or harder, than anything anyone else can do
to me. I’ve been known to masturbate immediately after sex. More than
once, I have had to soothe more than a few bruised egos when some guy
took it to mean he hadn't satisfied me enough. How he fucked me had
nothing to do with my need to masturbate. I guess because guys can’t
jerk off right after they fuck, they seem to think girls don't like to
masturbate right afterwards too.
As much as I was concentrating on myself, I couldn’t help but open my
eyes and peek at the other girls. Kristi had dropped to the floor, her
hand still under her but now pinned under her stomach as she played with
her cute little pussy. Beth and Carrie were each making a good attempt
but I could tell they had never tried to race with another girl before.
The trick, I had learned, was to forget about everything but the orgasm,
concentrating on my desire for it and my need for it over anything else.
Beth and Carrie had that look a girl normally has when they masturbate,
where having an orgasm is the result, not the immediate goal. Oh well,
they were in for a shock.
“Ohhhhhh,” I groaned involuntarily as my clit was getting more worked up
with each passing moment.
I was SO close now. To help myself along, I remembered when I had been
fucked by a dozen guys at a party once, one after the other, nonstop
fucking my pussy. Sure, it wasn't something I was thrilled about ever
doing again, but it WAS a tremendously erotic moment for me, especially
when one would be cumming in my mouth as the next one fucked my pussy
with the rest lined up and waiting impatiently. As I said, maybe not the
best thing to actually do, but it was the hottest thing I could conjure
up to get me off at the moment.
Kristi was starting to moan more herself but I had seen her masturbate
enough times in the past to know she was still several minutes away.
Beth and Carrie weren't even in the race but at least they were having a
good time. I felt my clit surge and then it was like I felt my body
going numb and I knew what it meant – I was about to cum!
“Oh yeah, I’m cumming!” I sighed as my hips jerked involuntarily.
My eyes were tightly shut as I imagined one cock after another cumming on
my face, in my pussy and all over my body. OK, so maybe it’s a mess in
real life but that's the great thing about a good fantasy, no cleanup
afterwards!
“What?” I heard Beth exclaim but I pushed her out of my mind and didn’t
even look at her.
She was probably thinking I must have been faking it to have “cum’ that
quickly but she would have been wrong if that had been the case.
Mmmmmmm, I WAS cumming and it felt extra special to have the three of
them watching me as I knew they were.
“Oh god,” I moaned, not content to just win but I wanted to get off badly
as well.
I had one hand on my pussy and the other on my boobs. My nipples were
now ultra-sensitive and sticking out like bullets from my boobs.
Meanwhile, my clit seemed intent on doing the same as my nipples, getting
so hard and sensitive I could barely stand to touch it – but I did.
“Keep fucking me... Mmmmmmm, more!” I moaned as my imaginary train of
lovers kept filling me with cum, one after the other.
Finally, after who knows how long, I stopped moving my fingers and just
let the palm of my hand cup my pussy, pressing gently against my clit as
I felt it throbbing under my hand. I was exhausted, my breathing forced
and my face felt like I had a fever from being so flushed. I opened my
eyes to see the three of the sitting next to each on the floor opposite
of me, like they were admiring me as I masturbated non-stop. “Well?” I
said with a grin on my face, “Did I win?”
All three of them clapped for me, even Kristi although she looked a
little chagrined. As for Beth and Carrie, they were looking at me like I
was some exhibit in a carnival show. I could see it now, “See the girl
with the incredibly fast orgasm... watch her as she masturbates herself
into an orgasm faster than any other woman in the world.” OK, so I was
being a little melodramatic but you get the picture.
“Damn, that was amazing!” Carrie said. Beth, as my best friend, had seen
me masturbate plenty of times before but come to think of it, probably
never seen me do it so quickly before. When you think about it, why
would she? After all, if masturbating is “about the journey. not the
destination”, you would expect me to take a long time to get off under
normal circumstances.
Chapter 5 – Fun With Toys
=========================
We still had plenty of time to go before midnight so Kristi put up her
finger as if to tell us to hold on and disappeared up to her bedroom.
God only knew what she was hunting for. Something told me it would have
something to do with a fake dick and sure enough, when she returned, I
was spot on. She was holding what looked like a nice dildo but attached
to what appeared to be a male jock strap. I had seen this before, it was
one of her favorite toys with her mom as well – the strap-on dildo. Beth
looked at me with a questioning look but Carrie was grinning broadly. It
wasn't too hard to figure out who had the experience with the strap-on in
the past. Beth and I, although was had shared a few sexual experiences,
had never even come close to using such a device on one another. It
didn't help that I wasn't a big fan of artificial dicks in the first
place.
OK, who wants to be fucked first?” Kristi dared us as she strapped it on.
I found myself wanting to laugh at the incongruous sight in front of me.
Here was this beautiful and sexy blonde girl with a giant dick sticking
out from her crotch. It was almost like she was some transgender
experiment or something with the best of both worlds merged into one – a
warm pussy and great boobs together with a big stiff dick.
I was more than happy to allow one of the other girls to be first. As I
mentioned, I am no fan of such devices, preferring the real thing. If
anything besides a man’s cock was going to be n m pussy, I preferred it
to be fingers – mine or theirs. The only exception for me was my trusty
ol’ double dildo. I didn’t mind that because it fit in both of us at the
same time and it was the closest thing to us each fucking each other
simultaneously as you could get.
As Kristi moved in on Carrie, who quickly “assumed the position”
(obviously this was something the two of them had “practiced”
beforehand), my thoughts went to my double dildo and then I remembered
that Kristi or her mom had bought one of their own not too long ago. I
knew where they kept their toys so I dashed up the stairs without saying
a word.
In the bedroom, I opened up the bottom drawer of the dresser where I knew
my Aunt Linda and Kristi kept their toys. God, it was stuffed full! And
here I thought MY mom was into toys but her drawer was practically bare
compared to this wonderland of sex toys. I rummaged through them,
marveling at the ingenuity and even wondering what a few of the more
oddly shaped ones were used for, until I found what I was looking for – a
long, black, flexible, thick dildo with a cock head molded into each end.
It was about eighteen inches long and flopped in my hand as I held it.
Back downstairs, I realized that Kristi and Carrie hadn't waited for me
to return. Kristi was fucking Carrie from behind, driving her fake dick
into her best friend like she was drilling for deep oil. Carrie was
loving it, rocking in time with Kristi’s thrusts to drive it even deeper
into her soaking wet cunt. Bath was patiently waiting for me, watching
the show in front of her. She saw me enter the room and immediately
recognized what I was holding. Now Kristi and Carrie might be use to
sharing the strap-on, but Beth and I were old friends of the double
dildo. Beside my college roomie that had introduced me to the amazing
device, Beth was the one I had played with the most using it.
“Mmmmmmm, I see you found one,” Beth giggle as I approached her.
Beth quickly dropped to the floor on her butt, spreading her legs in
preparation for me. I also got down on the floor, one leg over hers, the
other under as we scooted up to get closer to each other. Each of us
took one of the thick cock heads in our hands and stared rubbing it
against out bare pussies. I was still wet from masturbating and even
though she hadn’t had time to make herself cum, Beth was well lubricated
as well. For a few minutes we just rubbed out pussies and clits with the
tip of it, wetting the dildo and getting ourselves ready for it.
“Ready?” I asked softly, looking Beth right in the eyes.
Beth just wet her dry lips with her tongue and nodded to me, almost a
determined look on her face. The dildo had a lot bigger head than 99% of
any guy I had ever fucked and getting it in wasn't exactly the easiest
task as times, regardless of how wet and horny I was. We each took our
end of the dildo and pressed it onto our pussies. God it was so fucking
big it was like pushing a baby back inside of me! I gasped as the head
finally pushed its way inside and I heard Beth do the same as her end
disappeared from sight. We each push it more inside of us until we each
probably had eight or nine inches of it in us, leaving just an inch or
two showing between our pussies. God it felt like I was filled inside!
With the dildo in each of us, we started to rock on our butts in opposite
direction, causing the dildo to pull out and then be pushed back into our
pussies like we were some sort of pussy accordion. At times it was like
one of us would be tighter than the other and it would stick in one pussy
and all the in and out action happened with the other.
Actually, I think my pussy was tighter than Beth’s as it seemed to stick
the most in her pussy but I would never say that to her face. Beth was
much more into gangbangs and dildos than I was which I think takes more
of a toll on your pussy. At such times one of us would grab the dildo in
the middle and hold it in place so we each could feel it moving in and
out together. I loved the feeling it gave me as it was more than just me
ramming an artificial cock in and out of my pussy. It would move in
response to Beth’s movements as well, giving it an element of randomness
and surprise that was more like having a guy fuck me than my own hand.
As we literally fucked each other, Kristi was banging away on Carrie like
she was possessed. I have never actually used a strap-on as the concept
escapes me – why bother? If I want to be fucked I’d rather go out and
get a REAL dick. If I’m with a girl, then why not enjoy her pussy
instead of pretending she is a guy? Maybe it’s OK for a true lesbian to
get her pussy fucked that way without having to allow a male to touch
her, but for bi and straight girls, I’ve never seen the attraction.
Carrie had moved over to the couch where she laid her arms over the
cushions to help hold herself up as Kristi slammed the dildo attached to
her waist in and out of Carrie’s sloppy pussy like she had been a guy all
her life.
Meantime, Beth and I were enjoying our time together, each of us now
touching the other’s clit as he sat more still and just rocked and
rotated out hips enough to move the dildo around between the two of us.
I could feel her movements becoming more jerky and erratic and her
breathing was getting raspy as her orgasm approached. My finger rubbed
her clit as fast as I could and then her hand fell off of my pussy as she
leaned back on both hands and her head fell backwards. A loud groan
escaped as her hips thrust upward, driving the thick dildo deep into both
of us until our bare pussies actually touched, the dildo completely
inside between the two of our pussies. I don’t know who had more of it
but I knew there was a LOT of it in me, that was for sure.
“Ohhhhhhhhh Kelly!” she moaned in a long, loud voice. My finger left her
pussy and I started playing with mine, trying to catch up with her with
my own orgasm before hers let up. As turned on as I was by then, it only
took a few rubs and I felt my own pussy contract around the dildo,
grabbing onto it like it was a real dick in me, trying to force the damn
thing to cum in me (another reason I hate dildos – no cum). Both of us
were now leaning back, our crotches pressed tightly together as we rubbed
our pussies against each other, the fat dildo tying us together like some
erotic bond.
I don’t know if it was just coincidence or the sight and sound of Beth
and me cumming, but Carrie launched into her own orgasm as well. God, if
only that delivery boy could see us now! Three girls all cumming with
the fourth drilling her strap-on into one of the three. How long we
carried on that way, I have no idea but it seemed to last forever
although I have learned that “orgasm time” has no relationship to real
time. There have been times when I could have sworn that I was cumming
for an hour only to find five minutes had passed yet other times when it
seemed time went by quickly only to find a lot more time had expired than
I realized. Who cares when you come right down to it, especially in this
situation where time was something we didn’t care about anyway?
Eventually we did settle down and Carrie and Beth decided to trade
places. I left the dildo in me as Beth scooted back to pull it out of
her. The wet half glistened in the light and imagined how good it would
taste if I licked her juices off of it right then. Before I could think
about it more, Carrie was in Beth’s place but just as she started to
insert in her pussy she seemed to change her mind.
“Let’s do it doggie style,” she suggested and I shrugged. It was fine
with me!
Leaving it in me still, I twisted over and got on my knees, leaving the
dildo to hang out of my pussy like some dick that had been cut off in the
middle of fucking me. It felt a little weird as it hung from my crotch
but Beth helped out as Carrie backed into me. Beth lined up the dildo
with Carrie’s soaked pussy which was now well stretched by Kristi’s
efforts so it went in much more easily than it had for Beth earlier.
Carrie continued to back up until our butts touched and the dildo was as
far into the two of us as it was going to go – which was fortunate as I
doubt it could have gone much further into me.
“Go for it girls!” Beth exclaimed as she slapped each of us on the ass,
like she was smacking some horse to get it to take off. She laughed at
her “joke” and laid on her back with her legs back over her head, smiling
at Kristi and waiting for my cousin to fuck her. She didn't have to wait
long as Kristi descended on her like a horny teenage boy, jamming her
strap-on into Beth as fast and hard as she could.
The second act was almost a repeat of the first act, just different
partners and positions. In this position, Carrie and I couldn’t really
each other’s pussies so we played with our own clits instead. Kristi was
pounding away at Beth when she suddenly pulled out and paused for a
moment. The unexpected change caught even Carrie’s and my attention and
we just kneeled there with the dildo between us, not even moving as we
watched to see what Kristi had in store for Beth. Even Beth didn’t seem
to know what was coming but it wasn't long before she found out. Kristi
moved in again with the dildo and looked about to simply put it in her
pussy again when at the last second she made a detour south and pushed
the head against Beth’s asshole.
“Oh my god, what the hell?” I heard Carrie whisper as she watched in
amazement.
Now I knew Beth was more in to anal than I was. Well, that is an
understatement as I’m not into it at all and she loves it. I wasn't
aware, though, that Kristi knew about Beth’s preferences in that area but
apparently either she did or maybe she simply didn’t care if she didn’t.
Either way. Kristi was pushing her strap-on dildo into Beth’s ass and
Beth wasn’t complaining one bit about it, THAT was for sure.
Beth’s ass obviously saw a lot more dick than mine as the dildo slid in
relatively easily. It was slick with her pussy juices which I am sure
helped as well. Before long, Kristi had shoved the entire thing all the
way into her ass! I wasn't sure if it turned me on or made me feel
queasy as I couldn’t imagine anything going that deep into my asshole –
not from that direction at least! Beth seemed to love it, though, and
she was pushing her fingers into her pussy at the same time which must
have felt really weird as well with the dildo in her asshole at the same
time.
“Cool, I want it in mine too,” Carrie announced, looking for help but
Kristi was too engaged and neither Beth or I were in any position to
help.
That didn’t deter Carrie as she pulled away from me, leaving the dildo
once again hanging from my pussy and then she grabbed it and directed it
to her asshole. Damn! I had a hard enough time getting it in my pussy.
I could only imagine how it must feel to get that monster fake cock into
her asshole. Obviously I was unaware of Carrie’s preferences as well as
her asshole was a lot more elastic than I had imagined it would be.
Before long, our butts were touching once again but this time the dildo
was in her asshole while I kept it in my pussy. It may be OK for Beth
and Carrie to do the asshole thing, but not me. My ass was a one-way
street marked with an exit- only sign! OK, there have been a few times
it’s been violated but never intentionally.
Both Carrie and Beth were fingering their pussies as they felt a dildo in
their ass. The dildo was stuck in Carrie’s ass so tight it was like it
was locked in place. That wasn't so bad for me as it made the action at
my end all the better but I had to wonder what Carrie was getting out of
it. Apparently something as she was about to cum again. Once again I
listened to Carrie as she carried on about her orgasm.
A few minutes later Beth joined her and finally it was me, last this time
but by choice as I was interested in what was going on with the two of
them. Kristi seemed to be enjoying herself even if she wasn’t cumming
but I knew she would be getting herself off before long. No way was she
going to go very long without an orgasm of her own when her friends had
two of them since her last one. After Beth had cum Kristi moved over in
front of me and offered the dildo. To be perfectly honest, the thought
of sucking it after it had been in Beth’s asshole wasn't doing it for me
and so I politely refused. Now if she had been fucking her incredible
pussy...
By now we were all exhausted and the four of us collapsed on the floor,
unable to even speak for a few minutes. I looked up at the TV and saw we
had only five minutes before the ball was about to drop in Times Square.
Damn, we almost missed it! I quickly sat up and got on the couch,
spreading my legs apart and started masturbating as I watched the clock
counting down.
“What the...?” Kristi asked, looking at me and wondering what I was
doing.
“I’ve always wanted to cum as the New Year arrived,” I explained, “Every
year I seem to miss it by a few minutes so be quiet or at least help me.”
Kristi looked at me a little odd but it was true, it WAS something I had
been trying to do for years. The problem was, sometimes I was at a party
where it wasn't acceptable for a girl to masturbate in the middle of the
room while at other years, I had been fucking or sucking someone and lost
track of time, regardless of how much I tried. Heck, even this year I
had almost blown it. Kristi, to no surprise, chose the latter option and
kneeled on the floor in front of me, leaning forward to lick my pussy.
“Well, what are cousins for if not to help each other out?” she said with
a grin as her mouth descended on me.
There were only a couple minutes left but as sensitive as I was, I had no
doubt I would be ready in plenty of time and sure enough, with a full
minute left on the clock I could feel that familiar but wonderful feeling
arise within me. Mmmmmmm, I was about to cum yet again!
“She’s there,” Beth observed as she and Carrie sat on the floor and
watched as my cousin licked me and drove me into the most incredible
orgasm I’d had yet that night. God her mouth felt good on my pussy!
There was something about the way her tongue moved in and out of me that
drove me crazy.
“Happy New Year!” Beth and Carrie cried out, kissing each other as the
year ended and the new one began. I was glad they said it as there was
no way I could watch the TV the way Kristi was making me feel. Kristi
immediately moved up and kissed me, my first kiss of the New Year with
her face covered with my own pussy cum.
“Happy New Year cousin,” she said with a naughty grin. I was trembling
too much to respond but we kissed while my orgasm went on until finally
it died down enough for me to talk to her.
“Thanks Kristi, that was wonderful,” I sighed as my pussy literally was
throbbing.
From there we moved up to the bedroom where we spent the rest of the
evening. Suffice to say that the toy drawer was opened and yes, it WAS
interesting to see what some of them did!
Happy New Year!
THE END