Subject: Bachelorette Party
Story Codes MF FF++ oral group exhib
Diary Date: August 20, 2011
Author: Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>
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Summary
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Note: For those interested in the past events that influenced my
bachelorette party, go to my diary and read the following entries:
08/24/99 Doing It On the School Swing Set
12/11/99 My Fiance's Brother Does Me
08/12/00 Sex in a Mall Restroom
06/21/01 1st Time @ My Dad's Office
04/13/02 Fun in a Grocery Store
08/19/06 Casino Orgy
Table of Contents
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Chapter 1 - An Interesting Dilemma
Chapter 2 - Back on the Swing Set
Chapter 3 - Grocery Store Fun
Chapter 4 - The Mall Restroom Revisited
Chapter 5 - Office Sex
Chapter 6 - New Casino, Old Sex
Chapter 7 - The Surprise Finale
Chapter 1 - An Interesting Dilemma
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You've probably seen ads and commercials touting gifts for "The guy who
has everything". Well, put yourself in my best friend's shoes and ask
yourself, "How you plan a bachelorette party for a girl who has done most
everything?"
Most bachelorette parties are based around the theme of doing something
shocking or at least memorable, something of the "what happens in Vegas,
stays in Vegas" sort of event. I remember the first one I ever went to
for my cousin back when I was barely eighteen. They brought in strippers
and my cousin did things I doubt she had ever done before, especially in
view of so many people. No doubt she has never done them again either!
Well, that wasn't going to work for my party. I mean when you consider
that I'd even been the entertainment for several bachelor parties then
you see how bringing in strippers and such wasn't going to phase me - or
anyone else who'd seen me at various parties and get-togethers over the
years.
Beth had volunteered years ago to coordinate my bachelorette party so
when it came time for my wedding I really didn’t have to even ask - she
just took over. Normally the Maid of Honor is responsible for this but
in my case, my MOH had no idea about much of my past. Hillary was 40
years old and a good friend of mine as we taught together at the small
school where I teach. Frankly I sort of copped out when it came time to
select my MOH as I couldn't choose one of my friends over the other.
Hillary and I had become quite close over the past year or so and it just
felt right to ask her.
My other bridesmaids were going to be Beth - my absolute BFF, Brenda - my
freshman year college roomie, Samantha - perhaps best known as the girl
who got me to try sex with her dog, Nancy - one of my good friends who
loved to play Truth or Dare, and finally Carrie - a close friend of
Kristi with whom I’d spent quite a few fun times with. I decided NOT to
include any relatives in my bridal party just so I wouldn’t hurt
anybody’s feelings.
Whatever Beth was planning for my party, she was keeping a tight lid on
it. Like, the secret formula for Coke probably would have been easier
for me to learn than the details for my own party! She wouldn’t even
give me a hint as to what she had up her sleeve. All I knew was that it
was scheduled for the Saturday before my wedding and would start at 2:00
in the afternoon. I was curious about the time as it seemed awful early
but she just grinned at me and wouldn’t even comment.
Finally the day arrived. Steve’s bachelor party wasn’t being held until
Friday night after our rehearsal which sort of concerned me but then
there weren’t many options. Most of his groomsmen were coming in from
out of town so they couldn't all get in until just before the wedding.
Steve’s brother was going to be the best man and had been working out the
details long distance from California where he and Steve’s sister had
remained after Steve and his mom had moved back to Pittsburgh last
summer. Jim wouldn’t be flying in until Thursday night which made me
wonder how he was making all the arrangements but then that was his
problem.
Speaking of flying in, my mom was coming in from Oregon today also so
Steve would be picking her up at the airport. I would have loved to have
gone with him to greet her at the airport but with the odd timing of
Beth’s plans that meant I wouldn't be seeing her until after the party.
Steve seemed excited to be seeing her again and I had a pretty good
suspicion as to where he would be spending the evening.
So finally the time arrived and Beth pulled up to the curb in her car.
Hmmmmmm, no limo or big vehicle so any thoughts of a traveling party went
out the door immediately. Kristi and I went out and I noticed in the
back seat that Nancy and Carrie were already there but nobody else from
my wedding party. I had anticipated that Brenda probably wouldn’t make
it given she was living so far away since her wedding. Hillary being MIA
was also not a surprise and if anything gave me a hint as to Beth’s plans
as she was the only one in the wedding party that was not aware of many
of my past escapades. She only knew me as the conservative elementary
teacher and to be honest, it was probably best for me and my job for her
to stay unaware. The only person I wondered about was Sam. I guess she
couldn't make it or what not.
Kristi hopped in back with the other two while I got in front with Beth
driving. Everyone seemed to be talking at once until finally Beth broke
in and demanded everyone’s attention.
“OK everyone, we’re gathered here today to mourn the end of our dear
friend’s life as she knows it,” she started out solemnly. They all just
giggled and she shushed them, pretending to be serious about the matter.
“Kelly, you still have a chance to call this all off and retain your
status as the sluttiest girls I know - Kristi excepted of course.”
Everyone laughed, Kristi especially. “So we wanted to spend the day
reminding you of your past and how you go to be here today. So what do
you say - will you go along with whatever we have planned for you?”
Oh yeah, like I was going to agree to THAT! Only a crazy girl would
agree to go along with anything Beth and company came up with.
OK, so I’m crazy. With all the excitement and buildup to this, what was
I going to say other than to agree? I’d been dreaming of this moment
from the time I first started planning my wedding and I wasn't about to
throw a damp rag on anything. The only question I had in my head was
what in the world was she talking about?
Chapter 2 - Back on the Swing Set
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It didn't take long to learn more about the theme of the party. Beth
drove through the neighborhood until we came to the old grade school that
had been closed for years. She pulled around to the back where
everything had pretty much been overgrown. Then much to my surprise we
stopped by the old swing set and who did I see, but John, my old
boyfriend. He was sitting on the swing set which surprisingly was still
hanging.
“August 24th, 1999,” Beth announced, “Bring back any memories Kelly?”
Bring back any memories? God, it was like it was just yesterday although
almost exactly twelve years had passed. This was one of the many places
that Steve and I had fucked back when we first started dating. Sheesh, I
was only fourteen at the time and Steve was just sixteen. Back then we
were like rabbits I heat, fucking everywhere and anywhere we could, not
caring who might see us.
What surprised me the most was John and Beth must have seen me staring at
him.
“I hope you appreciate that I had quite a time finding him,” she giggled.
Since we couldn't get Steve to reenact the dirty deed I thought having
one of your old boyfriends from back then might be a suitable substitute.
He’s engaged too, in case you didn’t know, but the wedding’s not until
next year and apparently he didn't mind cheating on his fiancé a little
but when I went to him with my proposal. He even helped rig the swing
back up again.”
It was starting to dawn on me what her plan was. Was she serious? It
was one thing to have done it at dusk twelve years ago back when I didn't
know any better and even if we HAD been caught, who would really say
anything about two horny teenagers? Sure, the place was so overgrown
that nobody could see anything unless they happened to cross through the
schoolyard. Still, two people in their mid-twenties fucking in public in
full view of the world would raise more questions than had we been ten
years younger. And then there was the thing about having an audience...
Were they all planning to just stand by and watch?
Apparently so.
“Well, we don’t have all do so get out and fuck him,” Beth finished up.
“Don’t mind us - it’s not like you care whether or not some is watching
anyway, right?”
John was swinging slowly, not making any moves or signs. Wow, it had
been so long since we had done anything together. Back when we dated the
two of us had done some pretty outrageous stuff. He had fucked me in the
middle of a church picnic - right under the stage during the service!
Then he had been the first to fuck me at a public beach out in the water
in full view of everyone. He was also the one who had fucked me in a
restroom ate mall. So needless to say, we had a bit of a history when it
came to having sex in crazy places although the swing set hadn’t been one
of them.
Oh well, why not? After all, it was everything I loved to do - fucking
in public with people watching me, even if they were all my friends and
not a group of strangers as my fantasies usually went. The idea of John
fucking me again after so many years wasn't exactly a bad idea either!
Steve and I had promised after the last time we’d had sex a couple of
days ago not to have sex with each other until the night of our wedding
so I was more than a bit horny at the moment!
I got out of the car and stood there, waiting for some reaction from
John. Beth had pulled up close so once I was out there were only a few
feet separating us. Not knowing what to expect - and not getting any
help from either Beth or Kristi, I had worn a rather neutral outfit -
nothing all that sexy but not exactly church-wear either. I had on a pair
of khaki capris that were about as tight as I could pull on without
ripping out the seams with a lacy cami on top that was just short enough
to expose a bit of midriff. It was cut really low so there was a lot of
cleavage for John to see, not to mention my nipples poking through since
I hadn’t bothered with a bra. It didn't hurt that they were already
starting to poke out further as I got more and more excited about what I
knew was about to happen. My hair was hanging down to my shoulders and I
was wearing black open-toe heels with a single strap around my ankle.
“Wow, I have to say your boobs certainly have grown,” he greeted me. I
just rolled my eyes. Talk about a greeting after not seeing me for so
many years! Not even a “Hello, it’s been a while”. Then again, when he
had last seen me naked my boobs didn't hardly qualify for a training bra
so I didn't really mind the compliment.
“Nice to see you again too John,” I replied, waiting for him to make the
next move. I looked back and saw the girls were all piling out of the
car, taking their places on the hood and trunk to watch us.
“So I guess you know what’s going on now,” he said, seeming a bit shy
actually.
I looked back again and couldn't help but smile at all of them sitting
there silently with their eyes fixated on the two of us.
“Yeah, I’ve got a pretty good idea.”
“So you don’t mind then?”
Mind??? Like would I still be standing there if I did? Awkward was more
the better description of the moment as neither of us seemed to know how
to get the ball rolling.
“For fucking out loud... are you guys gonna do it or not?” I heard Beth
behind me. The rest of them started egging us on as well with some not
so subtle hints as to where his dick should go.
I glanced around one last time to be sure nobody else was watching. The
place was deserted and since most everything had long been removed and
the ground was pretty much overgrown with weeds and shrubs, there was
little chance any of the neighborhood kids would be passing through.
Still, one couldn't be too careful in such situations.
Walking up next to John, I grabbed the chains on each side of him and
leaned in closer so my boobs were more exposed to him. As I had hoped,
his eyes quickly moved down to stare at my cleavage.
“So do you want a blowjob first or do we just fuck and get it over with?”
John grinned at that. “I see you haven’t changed all that much, have
you? Still the same slut I knew back in high school.”
“Well?” I asked, “What do you want?”
John seemed to contemplate his options although I knew he probably had
known from the start what he wanted. After all, he had all week or more
to think about this whereas I had found out just a few minutes earlier.
“As I recall, you had quite the reputation for sucking cock on the first
date. You were pretty good back then so let’s see what you’ve got
today.”
“Pretty good” back then? OK, so maybe I was being overly sensitive but I
think I was more than just “pretty good”, even in high school. And yes,
I was quite proud of my reputation at the time. It was a rare Friday
night that some boy wasn't asking me out and I knew it had a lot to do
with the fact they knew it was almost a lock that I would blow them
before the night was over, even if they didn't get to fuck me or even
feel me up.
“Well let’s see what you’re packing these days,” I replied, reaching down
to undo his belt and jeans. He ended up helping me and I slipped them
down along with his underwear to his knees, leaving him to sit bare-ass
on the swing with his dick exposed for me.
“Not bad... brings back some good memories,” I murmured as I bent my
knees to lower myself to his level. Indeed, John had a pretty decent
cock. Nothing to threaten any of the major porn stars but certainly at
the upper end of the average scale. It didn't hurt that he has already as
hard as a rock.
One more look back at my friends and I smiled at them before turning back
and taking John’s cock in my mouth using no hands. He was so stiff it
was easy to do so without having to worry about it flopping around. Wow,
it was hard to believe I was sucking my old boyfriend again after so many
years! Talk about the one thing I had NOT thought would happen today...
As I sucked on his dick I reached down and lifted my cami up and over my
boobs, leaving it on but allowing him easy access. He immediately
reached down and cradled one boob in each hand.
“Damn, your tits are great Kelly,” he gasped as I put some extra suction
on his cock for just a moment, “Fuck that feels good!”
I must have sucked him for five or ten minutes when Beth broke my
concentration.
“Hey, we don’t have all day so let’s see how that swing set thing
worked.”
Actually I was wondering about that myself. I wasn't all that huge today
but certainly bigger than I was back when I was barely a teenager. John
was also a lot taller and bigger than Steve had been back then as well.
If I remember anything about how Steve had fucked me it as that it was a
tight fit in the swing set as it was. How would John and I manage to
squeeze in?
Leaving my top bunched over my boobs, I undid my capris and lowered them
to below my knees, figuring it would be easier to get them back up in the
event someone unexpectedly passed by. As John held his erect cock firmly
upright, I turned around and tried to sit down on top of it. With his
jeans still on and my capris keeping my legs together, it wasn't easy and
finally he sort of picked me up and pulled me back on top of him. I was
a little embarrassed at the display of awkwardness - not exactly a fine
display of professional sluttiness.
“You have to sit up more Kelly, I just don’t bend that way!” John grunted
as he tried to get his dick into me.
I held onto the chains and tried to pull myself up enough for him to
position his dick under my pussy but it was like a comedy scene as when I
tried to lower myself down he would be just enough out of position to not
slide in and instead he would wince as his dick twisted under my weight.
Finally we got it right and I dropped down as he slide into me until I
was sitting on his lap with his dick firmly inside of me.
“That’s better,” he sighed as we just sat there and relaxed for a moment.
I looked over at our audience and everyone was watching intently. I
couldn't remember the last time Carrie had seen me being fucked and as
for Nancy... I wasn't even sure she ever had as the only time we were
together was when it was just girls.
“Here goes nothing’,” John warned me as he pushed off gently. What a
disaster! No sooner did the swing start to arc back then I was trying to
slide forward on his lap. Only his dick served as an anchor to hold me
in place and apparently it wasn't designed for the task.
“Fuck, this isn’t going to work,” he groaned as he let the swing go back
to its neutral position, “How the hell did you guys do it anyway?”
Well, first of all back then I wasn't nearly as self-conscious about
being caught. At that age I think kids think they are invincible - much
the same reasoning that leads to pregnant teenagers when they don’t use
birth control. Fortunately THAT was something my mom saw to as soon as I
started having sex.
“Here, help me back up,” I told him as I slid down his lap and stood back
up again. There was only one way it was going to work so I took off my
capris and tossed them to Kristi who was sitting on the hood nearest to
us.
“Now THAT is a sight worth seeing,” John said admiringly as I walked back
to him bare-bottom with my cami still up over my boobs. “Why not go for
broke and take off your top?”
I thought about it for a moment and then figured what the hell. In for a
penny, in for a pound as I’ve heard it said. I crossed my arms, grabbed
the bottom of the cami and pulled it up and over my head. I handed it
back to Kristi again, leaving myself nude now in the middle of the
playground. Thank god for overgrown bushes as I knew there were a number
of homes less than 100 feet away or so that were out of sight thanks to
the leaves and brush.
“Better!” John nodded approvingly.
I noted that HE still had on all his clothes, albeit his jeans were now
down to his ankles. I still had on my heels so I guess technically I
wasn't totally nude but that would have been a rather useless argument
should the police arrive about now.
“OK, so let’s do this right,” I told him as I grabbed the chains yet
again but this time I jumped up a bit to help me lift my legs up and over
him, straddling him as I came back down.
My bare butt landed on his hairy thighs and I quickly wrapped my legs
around his waist to keep me in place. My boobs were now pressing up
against his chest and I could feel his erection poking into my ass.
“Ahhhhhh, this is better,” John said as I pulled myself back up and he
worked his dick back into me again.
“Mmmmmmm, been a long time since I felt that in me,” I sighed as I
enjoyed the feeling of his erection filling my pussy again for the first
time in over a decade.
John had first fucked me back when I could still count the number of
dicks that had been in me on one hand so I tried to imagine how many
cocks had been there since we last did it. I wondered if he had any idea
or if it mattered at all to him. Obviously if he knew it must not have
bothered him. It’s funny how some guys react to a girl with
“experience”. Some seem not to care or if anything, get turned on by the
“challenge” of fucking me better than any of the hundreds of guys before
them. Then there were those that were totally turned off by it, whether
by concern over catching an STD or just intimidated that they might not
measure up to those that came before them.
“OK, let’s try this again, shall we?”
I put my arms around John’s neck and pressed up tight against him to keep
my balance as he pushed off again. This time it worked much better as I
was able to pull myself into him with my legs while my death grip around
his neck kept me from falling backwards.
“Go girl!” Beth cheered, followed by other encouragements from the peanut
gallery.
John started to get some height which had the effect that reminded me of
what it had been like to do this with Steve back then. It was like I was
weightless at the peaks, lifting up and off his lap as we started to
descend which made his dick pull out of me slightly and then once we hit
bottom and started back up the opposite effect came into play and I was
pressed down into his lap, driving his dick firmly into my pussy. As we
gained height, the effect grew as well until it was almost scary.
“John! Not so high!” I begged as he gave an extra hard kickoff and we
went high into the air.
I totally forgot that I was stark naked and was more focused on just
hanging on than anything else, even more so than his dick in me. He let
it drop a bit which made it better for me and I started to enjoy the ride
- literally.
“Oh god... whoa!” I moaned as we reached the peak and I felt myself once
again lift off his lap slightly.
It was like I was suspended in air, connected only to him by his dick
which stayed inside of me. It was the weirdest feeling to be virtually
floating on his cock. Well, it may have been weird but it was damn good
as well! I wanted so bad to finger my clit but I didn't dare relax my
grip around his neck.
John groaned even louder on the next upswing. “Fuck, this is crazy,” he
practically grunted.
I was so hoping he would cum in me as we swung back and forth but I think
the motion, while utterly erotic and sensual, was too slow to get him
off. It was sort of like a hand job in slow motion. Still, it Would
have been so cool to feel him cumming just as we reached bottom where his
dick was pressed the furthest into me.
Although we didn't discuss it, it was like we both came to the same
conclusion at the same time. John let the swing die down until he was
able to stop it and then I lifted myself up and felt his cock slip out of
me. Mmmmmmm, I knew it would be back where it belonged before much
longer. John got up off the swing and shuffled out of the way, his jeans
dragging on the ground around his ankles. I grabbed the chains one more
time and then moved my feet back until I was bent over, supporting myself
by the chains with my feet now spread wide apart. Without a word John
moved in behind me and drilled his dick into me from behind.
“That’s it John... fuck me, fuck my pussy,” I begged him as I looked over
my shoulder to see how things were going back at the car.
I was a little disappointed that nobody was masturbating but then I also
thought that made it sort of hot that they were so mesmerized by what
they were watching that they didn't even take time to cum themselves.
Then he reached around me and with one hand he cupped my boob and then
with the other he reached into my crotch and rubbed my wet pussy until he
found my clit. There was no doubt when he had the right spot as I
practically jumped off the ground when he hit it.
“You like that there, eh?” he teased me as he pumped my pussy with his
dick, slow and steady like he was drilling for oil and then picking up
speed after he started playing with my clit.
“Just don’t stop,” I begged as my head raised back and I closed my eyes.
All I wanted to think about was his hand on me, his dick in me. Someone
could have driven up behind us right then and I doubt I would have even
noticed, or if I had there was nothing I would have done until John made
me cum.
“Cream pie, cream pie,” the girls started chanting, cheering John on. He
at least was gentleman enough to ask first.
“I want to cum in you,” he panted as his rhythm quickened and the depth
of his thrusts increased.
“Don’t you DARE pull out,” I responded firmly, not letting him have any
doubt whatsoever as to my intentions for his cum.
“Oh fuck yeah!” he growled as he put one hand on each of my hips and
pulled me into him. “Here it comes!”
With that he practically knocked me into the swing as he slammed his
crotch against my bare butt and I felt the first ejaculation inside of
me. Mmmmmmm, no THIS was worth all the effort.
After he had finished he quickly pulled out of me and started to pull up
his jeans. It didn’t seem to matter that I was stark naked, just so long
as he was covered up. Typical guy!
I went over to Kristi to retrieve my clothes but Beth wasn't having any
of that.
“Smile!” she said, clicking away with her phone. Oh god, she had been
taking pictures. Who knows, maybe video too.
“Let’s see that cum,” Beth insisted so I put my right foot up on the car
bumper and spread open my recently fucked pussy. Squeezing down, I felt
John’s cum drain from me as Beth snapped away.
“OK, hurry up and get dressed, we’re behind schedule,” Beth said, tucking
her phone into her purse for safekeeping.
I turned to Kristi for my clothes but she was back by the trunk pulling
something out of an overnight bag. I saw that she had folded my other
clothes up and was getting out my favorite denim skirt and tank top.
“What’s with the new clothes?” I asked, impatiently waiting to get
dressed. It was one thing to be naked while having sex, quite another to
push it by just hanging around afterwards longer than necessary.
“You’ll see,” she giggled, handing me my new clothes.
It appeared the oath of secrecy was will in place so I didn't even try to
argue. I knew I would find out soon enough. Beth was talking to John as
I got dressed and once I was ready I went to turn to him to thank him but
he was nowhere to be seen.
“Don’t worry, we’ll catch him later,” she said flippantly. Hmmm, now
what did THAT mean? Was he going to be part of another trip down memory
lane? Would it be one of the things we had done this time or would he be
filling in for someone else again instead?
It didn't take long to get dressed, particularly since Kristi hadn’t
bothered packing any underwear for me but then what else was new. The
skirt was more than enough to cover my ass but not all that long such
that when I sat down I had to be careful crossing my legs to ensure my
lack of underwear wasn't noticeable.
“So now what?” I asked as we pulled away from the playground. I looked
back one last time at the swing. Wow, who would have ever guessed twelve
years ago as Steve and I left on our bikes that twelve years later I
would be returning to re-enact what we had done?
Chapter 3 - Grocery Store Fun
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“So Kelly, what do you think? Was that a cool way to get things started
or what?” Beth asked as we drove to our next mystery location. At least
it was a mystery to me.
I had to agree that it was great fun and something I never had expected.
I mean, I was anticipating the typical hotel room suite with some fake
delivery boy or whatever calling at the door who then transformed into a
sexy stripper - the typical thing. I sat there feeling the afterglow of
John’s dick in me, his cum still draining out as I wiped it up with a
handkerchief that Nancy had so thoughtfully provided me. What other
event in my past was she going to replicate now?
It was a few miles when she turned off into a Giant Eagle parking lot and
before anyone said anything, I gasped and twisted around to face Kristi.
“Noooooo... you’ve GOT to be joking,” I gasped as the full impact started
to overwhelm me.
Everyone started laughing but that was because THEY knew about this ahead
of time and so it wasn't such a surprise to them.
“But it’s Saturday afternoon for heaven’s sake,” I protested, “There’s no
way this is going to happen. When we did it the place was deserted.”
My words had no impact on Beth who sounded off like the introduction to
the next circus act.
“Ladies and Ladies, watch now in the center ring as Kelly, along with her
cousin Kristi, take center stage in the world’s most death defying act.
We all know who won on April 13th, 2002 when these titans first clashed
but who will cum first today in this classic battle of the ages?”
OK, so fucking out in the open behind a vacant school had been a little
crazy but THIS was insane. Yes, over nine years ago my cousin and I had
gone to this very store for a little contest we liked to play, only that
time the stakes were raised to unheard of heights. Since we first
started masturbating, there had always been a little friendly (and
sometimes not so friendly) competition between us when it came to
bringing ourselves to an orgasm. We would lay on the bed together,
sometimes facing each other and then other times lying next to one
another, playing with ourselves until one of us came. It was an honor
system between us - no faking an orgasm allowed. Back then I was sixteen
while Kristi was fourteen and just starting to have sex so she was
masturbating a LOT to the point where she felt she was ready to end my
winning streak.
“You’re really serious about this?” I asked yet again. Everyone in the
car just laughed at me.
“Don’t worry, this time you have the three of us to be lookouts and to
distract people.
The parking lot was full but not packed, a typical Saturday afternoon
crowd I would say. Still, that was a LOT more than the time when Kristi
and I had first played around and deep down I wondered if we could really
pull this off.
Well, if nothing else I had the distinct advantage as I was horny as hell
now after having just been fucked by John without having cum myself. Or
at least so I thought. I heard a gasp in the back seat and when I
twisted around to see what was going on, there was Kristi with her skirt
pulled up and two fingers in her pussy. Damn, that slut was getting
herself ready before we even got started!
“OK you two, now let’s have a fair match and no more cheating,” Beth said
to the two of us, acting as more the referee than a friend.
We walked in as a group and I couldn't help but notice the eyes on us as
we made our way inside - from both men AND women. Then again, while most
of the stares from the men were appreciative and lustful, the majority of
the women seemed more disgusted and envious. Kristi and I were the only
ones with skirts and hers was higher than mine even, revealing much of
her upper thighs. The other girls were all in the standard “summer girl”
outfit - denim cutoffs, tight t-shirts and thongs. Beth had the biggest
boobs by far and I noticed she wasn't wearing a bra today which was a bit
out of character for her. Her boobs were at least a DD by now and she
looked stunning without a bra but it was blatantly obvious when she left
hers off - from all angles.
The produce department was off to the right as we entered and my heart
sank when I got my first look. There must have been ten or fifteen
people all around, mostly women but some men and kids. There was no way
we were going to get away with anything with this many people around!
“Wow, look at all the people. This ain’t gonna work,” I sighed to Beth
as we paused at the entrance. Although I had been a bit shocked when I
first heard the idea, now that I’d gotten use to the idea I was looking
forward to it. It had been ages since I had masturbated in a grocery
store in any way but to be this naughty had been a VERY long time ago
indeed.
What I was referring to was back when Kristi and I had gone in while the
store was all but empty. Rather than simply finger ourselves to see who
could get off first, we camped out in the produce department using the
various foods as makeshift dildos. Everything from various types of
cucumbers to carrots was a candidate. After we tried one out for a while
we would put it back and maybe even take another one if we thought it was
a good dildo. What made it really hot was watching when someone would
come by and check out the produce to see if they would select one of the
ones we’d played with.
That was all well and good when nobody was around to watch but not
exactly the type of thing you do when people are in every aisle. I still
hadn’t figured out how we were going to do anything when Kristi took
control and headed for the far-most corner.
“Looks like your cousin isn’t so intimidated,” Carrie noted. “Yeah,”
agreed Nancy, “Maybe you’re getting too old for this?”
I glared at them both even though I knew they were just teasing me to try
and intimidate me into doing something nuts. Well, they were being quite
successful if that was indeed their intentions. Anyone who knows me at
all knows that if there was one thing I couldn't stand, it was being told
I was getting to old to do anything. I made my way over to where Kristi
was examining a long thin cucumber.
“Hmmmmmm, what do you think Kelly, just about the right size I would say,
don’t you agree?”
She grinned and then looked around. There was nobody in direct line of
sight just then although several people were only a few yards away and
could turn at any moment. Kristi didn't seem to be overly concerned as
she quickly slipped her hand under her skirt and then brought it out,
this time without the cucumber in it.
“Mmmmmmm, a little cold but it will warm up soon I think,” she giggled as
she wiggled her butt obscenely. That little vixen!
The other girls were spreading out and I watched as people came and went.
There was a brief lull and I saw Beth give me an OK with her fingers so I
took a cucumber that I’d been carefully examining, warming it up as much
as I cold with my hands, and with one swift motion, reached under my
skirt and slipped it inside of me. I stifled a gasp as it was like
slipping a cold popsicle up me; nothing like the nice warm dick that I’d
enjoyed about twenty minutes earlier.
“Oh my god, it’s so cold!” I whispered to Kristi, trying not to double
over as I stood there with both hands on the counter top.
I saw she had one hand under her skirt and form the movement it was
obvious what she was doing. With the pile of vegetables in front of her,
nobody would be able to see her unless they moved directly across from
her in the aisle but Nancy and Carrie were staked out at each end to keep
an eye out for potential intruders.
Not wanting her to get too much of a head start, I did the same. It felt
really strange to have something so chilly inside of me. It wasn't the
first time by any means I’d used something around the house to masturbate
with but I normally never took anything straight from the refrigerator.
True, the cucumber hadn’t been in a cooler but between the cold sprays
and chillers it was certainly cooler than normal room temperature at
home. Thankfully it seemed to warm up quickly though.
I got maybe 30-45 seconds in when Carrie motioned to watch out so I
pulled my hand up out from under my skirt. Kristi hadn’t seen Carrie but
she must have seen me because she did the same, just in time too before a
cart appeared with some kid in the seat and her mother pushing from
behind. I could feel the cucumber inside of me and it was all I could do
not to squirm too much as she looked over the produce and then finally
moved on. No sooner than her back was turned than Kristi was at it again
so I followed suit, even though I would have preferred to wait until the
woman had turned the corner away from us.
While Kristi seemed to be getting off, I had to admit that maybe I WAS
getting older. Somehow I didn't remember being so tensed up when we had
done it before but then that was a long time ago. Plus, there hadn’t
been so damn many people in the store. In fact, the lot had been
practically empty at the time. By any account it felt good to masturbate
but as for getting myself off, I wasn’t holding my breath.
“Kristi!” I hissed as Beth motioned that someone was coming. Once again
I relinquished my grip but Kristi didn't seem to hear me.
“Dammit Kristi, someone’s coming!” I said tersely under my breath.
“It’s just a guy,” she muttered, barely looking up to assess the
situation.
True, it WAS just a guy. He was maybe in his forties or fifties,
overweight and balding wearing shorts and black socks with his leather
sandals. What a dork! Still, I wasn't about to let him see me
masturbate but Kristi didn't seem to have any qualms about it. Sure
enough, he approached us from the side, checking over the tomatoes and
melons on the shelves across from where we were standing. He glanced
over at us and then turned away. Had he seen anything? I almost had to
laugh then as he seemed to try and ignore us but at the same time
positioned himself so he could keep an eye on us without being overly
obvious about it. Yeah, head had seen but the question was, did he
really believe what he saw?
“C’mon, let’s give him a show,” Kristi giggled as she made her motions
more obvious. Then to my mix of horror and lust, she actually pulled it
out of her and stuck the end in her mouth sucking off her pussy juices
from it before reaching down and reinserting it. I thought the guy
across from us was going to have a stroke! I could already see the
letter... “Dear Penthouse...”
Just then I saw him look the other direction and hustle off where he met
up with a woman who I was guessing to be his wife. I wonder when he got
home if he masturbated about the two girls in the grocery store dong what
he had always fantasized about seeing?
OK, face it, I was never going to cum this way. There were just too many
distractions. I looked at Kristi and she had her eyes closed now,
bending down so she was out of sight from anyone unless they actually
came around to our side of the stand. It looked more like she was about
to pee than masturbate but she as using both hands now, one to work the
fresh dildo and the other to rub her clit. God, the girl could do it
anywhere!
Beth again signaled and this time it was too much for me so I returned my
cucumber to the pile and watched Kristi going at it, essentially
surrendering to her. All she had to do was cum now and she would win by
default. I saw three women coming our way, appearing to be shopping
together which was good because they moved more slowly through the
various sections as they talked and compared notes on the various
selections and prices.
“Oh yeahhhhhhh!” Kristi moaned and I saw her bouncing on her toes a
little as she tightened her shoulders and just held her hands still under
her skirt. Either she was cumming or putting on a good imitation.
The ladies were almost upon us and I was afraid that they would see
Kristi before she was done but her timing was impeccable as somehow she
managed to stand up straight and pull out the cucumber all in one motion.
Returning it to the pile, she grinned at me and pretended to be looking
at the melons instead. We stood side by side and watched as the trio
made their way to the cucumbers. I felt a jab in my ribs as Kristi poked
me when one of the women picked up the cucumber she had used and studied
it. Then she sniffed it and wrinkled her nose, returning it to the pile.
I wondered if she recognized the scent mixed in with the smell of the
cucumber. Even if she HAD, would she believe it really was what she
thought it was? Whatever the answer, she ended up choosing another one
and they moved on by us. Kristi burst out laughing when they were out of
hearing range.
“I thought she was going to lick it,” she giggled.
Beth moved over, telling us it was time to go. We all returned to the
car where everyone started laughing and telling Kristi how much they
couldn't believe what she had done.
“Hey, I took one up me too you know,” I protested, trying to save a
little face if I could.
They just teased me all the more, calling me an old married woman, over
the hill, and more. It was all in jest but it still stung a little.
What hurt the most was they were right! A few years ago it would have
been me doing what Kristi had done and now here I was, playing spectator
when I use to be the star attraction.
Well, it was still early so I figured Beth would have more up her sleeve
to help me redeem myself and I wasn't disappointed.
Chapter 4 - The Mall Restroom Revisited
=======================================
We crossed the main road and found a parking spot at the mall just
outside the food court. My mind was racing trying to figure out what she
might have planned for me to relive here. The problem was there was a
lot to choose from as I had done a lot at this mall over the years. How
naughty as she going to make me be for their amusement?
We gathered in a group on the sidewalk just outside the entrance to the
food court. Beth waited for a couple of groups to pass us by and then
acted as tour guide.
“We are now standing outside the mall where Kelly has flaunted herself
shamelessly so many times over the years. Today we are going to visit
the place where she first had sex in the mall back on August 12 in the
year 2000. Notice that I said ‘first’ as only she knows how many times
she has had sex here over the years.”
My mind was racing again. Damn, that was eleven years ago! Was I
suppose to remember EVERY time I’d had sex? Then again, she had said it
was the first time and I usually remembered most of my “firsts”. I
almost laughed out loud when it all came back to me. No wonder John had
disappeared back at the school earlier.
“So follow me now as we pass through the food court to the infamous men’s
room where John molested our dear Kelly for her first time in a public
restroom; or should I say SHE molested HIM?”
Everyone seemed to find that funny although I wasn't so sure why. In a
way I felt almost relieved after the tense trip to the grocery store.
Over the years I’d had sex in many a restroom stall, in both the men’s
and the ladies rooms. It was always easier in the men’s room as if we
DID get caught none of the men ever said anything whereas if a guy gets
seen in the women’s room everyone screams. I wondered how she had set
this up but I figured her usual efficiency would prevail and it would all
be ready when we arrived.
Sure enough, as we approached the restroom area I say one of those yellow
signs that the maintenance people set up whenever they are working that
said the restroom was temporarily closed. I almost felt sorry for this
kid who came rushing up to the door and then dropped his shoulders when
he saw the sign, looking to be in a state of panic as he left to find
another place to go.
“We don’t have time today to wait for it to clear out so I had John take
care of things ahead of time,” Beth explained, pointing to the sign. She
looked at me expectantly and I stood there, not sure what she was trying
to tell me.
“Do I have to spell it out girl?” she said in exasperation, “He’s already
in there so get going! I’ll take the sign down as soon as you go in so
you better hide quick.
Without worrying about who was watching, I left them four of them and
strode purposefully into the men’s room. Sure enough, it was empty
except for one guy - John. He was leaning against one of the sinks, arms
folded and one leg over the other as he grinned.
“Glad to see you finally made it,” he greeted me, “Haven’t we already met
today?”
I just rolled my eyes and pushed open the door to the handicapped stall.
Over the years they had changed the furnishings but the basic layout was
still the same. If anything there were even more stainless steel bars to
hold onto and the door came even closer to the floor than before,
offering more privacy than in the past.
“Not wasting any time this time I see,” he said as he joined me and I
closed the door and latched it behind him. “Hmmmmmm, something seems
familiar about this stall...”
“Yeah, like you don’t remember,” I said with enough of a grin to take the
edge off. “So are you gonna at least be a gentleman this time and make me
cum too?”
John licked his lips and rubbed his hands together in anticipation.
“yeah, sorry about that back at the school but you know how it is. We
guys are all just pigs.”
I still had on my short skirt and since I didn't have any panties
underneath, it didn't seem necessary to undress. He’d already seen me
nude not all that long before so why not just get down to what we both
were there for?
“So how about another one of this incredible Kelly blow jobs?”
It was tempting and normally I was not the type of girl to turn down a
dick when it was offered to me on a silver platter but it can also be
quite sexy at times NOT to suck one, especially when the guys is so
anxious for it.
“How about this time you worry about making ME cum,” I said in a teasing
tone but at the same time not making any effort to reach for his dick
which was now on display as he had dropped his pants and underwear yet
again for me - twice now in the same day.
“Whoa, gotten a little bossy these days, haven’t you,” he joked, or at
least I hoped he was.
“Why don’t you just fuck me before this place gets too busy?”
As if on cue, I heard the door burst open and the sound of feet as at
least two or three people all entered the room at the same time. From
the sounds and voices I guess it to be three people, two younger boys and
what must have been their older brother or even dad - it turned out to be
their dad. I looked at John and leaned back against the outside wall,
holding the rail on each side of me in my hands as I rested one foot on
the toilet seat and the other on the floor.
“Fuck me,” I mouthed silently to him as the toilets flushed and the sinks
ran while more people came in. I guess the word was out that the
restroom was open again and it was like everyone had been waiting.
Several times the door to our stall was pushed and I was thankful that
the latch seemed pretty secure.
For the second time today I felt Steve’s erection press itself inside of
me. Then for whatever reason I remembered something that Beth had
mentioned quickly about him being engaged. Damn, I hadn’t asked him
anything about that yet. Why was he fucking me when he had a fiancé at
home? True, I was out fucking guys and it was less than a week before my
wedding but that was with the complete support of my future husband.
There were too many people around us now and the room was like an echo
chamber so any questioning would have to wait until later.
John’s hand were on my boobs over my tank top but not for long. Soon he
lifted up my tank top to uncover them and then he had one hand over each
one, pressing them together and squeezing them while toying at the
nipples between his fingers. It felt good when combined with the pleasure
of his hard dick as he slowly and steadily fucked me. It had been a
while now since he had first fucked me so I figured he was still plenty
young to have recovered fully by now but I figured he would probably not
cum as fast as he had back at the swing set.
To my surprise John moved his head down and kissed me. I don’t know why,
but until then I hadn’t really thought about kissing him, just fucking
him. I had no romantic feelings for him whatsoever and all this was just
for fun and pleasure. It wasn’t that I minded him kissing me, I just
hadn’t expected it.
The voice in the room were distracting. Men are such pigs in the restroom
and some of the things they were saying about the girls out in the all
were downright chauvinistic and degrading. I wondered of some of them
dared to say the things they were saying to their friends in front of
their girlfriends?
My thoughts were interrupted when John pulled out of me and grabbed me by
the waist, one hand on each side as he spun me around. I got the hint
and “assumed the position” as they say. I felt his hands on my butt as he
spread my cheeks apart and then once again the feeling of fullness as he
reentered my pussy from behind this time. Thankfully he didn't try for
my asshole! Like he had at the swing set, he reached around and grabbed
one of my boobs while reaching down with the other hand and fingered my
pussy.
While John massaged one boob, I lifted one hand and supported myself with
just the other as I caressed my free boob. I heard the sounds of men all
around us and I wondered what they would have said had they known what
was going on just a couple of feet away from them with nothing more than
a cheap door separating us? They probably wouldn’t have minded watching
but I was concerned about any young kids that might be out there so I
didn't even suggest the idea to John.
Finally... yes FINALLY I was cumming. After all the teasing and such
that my poor body had been subjected to so far I was more than ready. I
felt my body tighten up and my back arched as my pussy gripped his cock
like a python around its prey. I could feel my cum gushing around his
dick, soaking him with my juices as he struggled to continue to stroke
himself in and out of me. I wanted so bad to cry out, to tell the whole
world how wonderful I felt at that moment but someone I managed to keep
it to myself. That didn't diminish the feelings it was giving me though
and I wasn’t even hearing the loud voices anymore as one after another
wave of pleasure rolled through me.
My pussy was still going but I wanted more of John so I straightened up
which forced his dick to drop out of me. Spinning around, I bent down
until my head was at the same level as his and took it in my mouth.
Mmmmmmm, it tasted SOOOOO good with my cum all over it!
John took my head with both hands and ran his fingers through my hair
before finally gripping it tightly. Then he held it still as he face-
fucked me, driving his dick in deep and then pulling it out over and over
and over again. I was fingering my sensitive clit, trying to get back up
to the cliff edge once again and drive myself over when he started to
spurt cum into my mouth. I kept a tight seal around his shaft with my
lips, trying to keep any from escaping. Overall I was pretty successful
which was good as I didn't have anything else to wear or even to cover up
with should I get cum stains all over me.
Once he had finished cumming, he released my head and pulled his dick
out. I looked up and our eyes locked as I opened my mouth to show him
all his cum on my tongue and teeth. Then I closed my mouth and while
grinning at him swallowed it all down in two gulps. When I had it all
down I opened my mouth wide again to give him proof that it was all down
in my stomach now.
My knees creaked a little as I stood back up but I made it with a little
help from the handicapped bar. Pulling my tank top back down over my
boobs, I straightened out the skirt and tugged at it to be sure I wasn’t
showing any ass when I walked out. Steve had his jeans back in order and
then he turned to me and kissed me again. Surprise! Oh well, I guess he
was just happy to relive a moment from the past. I mean like how many
guys go through life remembering an event and wishing they could do it
all over again? Well, John had just had such an opportunity so I suppose
it was only natural for him to be a little emotional.
Still, we had a schedule to keep, or so Beth had warned me, so it was
time to return. I doubted the room was ever going to completely empty
out which left only one solution. Once again I was glad this was the
men’s room as my approach would have never worked in the ladies room.
Taking John’s hand I opened the door to the stall and stepped out. There
were two guys washing their hands and two others standing at the urinals.
The guys at the sinks were the first to notice and they seemed too
flabbergasted to say anything. I couldn't resist the temptation.
“What are you staring at? Haven’t you ever fucked your girlfriend in the
men’s room before?”
Oh for a camera right then! The look on their faces was priceless indeed.
Without another word or look back we left the room where the other three
were anxiously waiting for us.
“Well?” Beth asked to the both of us. John just grinned but I hugged her
and whispered in her ear that it had been great and I thanked her so much
for it.
Apparently that was it for John for the evening as this time he didn't
rush off but instead bid each of us adieu. I smiled when he got to
Kristi who told him if he ever needed help in the men’s room she was
always available. He laughed but I knew she was serious!
Chapter 5 - Office Sex
======================
Beth was back in charge now and she was hurrying everyone back out to the
car. She was saying something about we had to get going as we had to go
downtown which made me wonder what was going on there that would be of
interest to her. Downtown Pittsburgh was not someplace I frequently went
as I did all my shopping and eating on the outskirts. In fact, there was
really only one reason I ever went downtown...
“My dad’s office?” I exclaimed, turning to her as she drove through the
tunnel traffic.
Beth didn't answer but the expression on her face confirmed it. Wow, now
what did THAT mean. It wasn’t like she didn't know my dad fucked me as
after all, he had fucked her twice over the years with one of those time
being together with me. Kristi was certainly no issue as he had probably
fucked her almost as many times as he had done me. No, it was Carrie and
Nancy that I was concerned about. I’d never personally told them about
my incestuous relationship with my dad although they obviously knew that
Kristi and I played together. Still, having sex with your cousin was a
whole different category than having it with your own father. Was this
really the right time to let them in on the family secret? I wasn't so
sure I would EVER tell them to be honest so what was Beth up to?
As we drove I thought about how I use to go to my dad’s office as a
teenager and flirt with the guys there. In fact, the first married guy,
and to date still on the oldest guys I’d been with, was one of the
partners and I had only been fifteen at the time which meant I wasn’t
even thinking about sex with my dad at that age. I recalled some
“interesting” office Christmas parties but I think one of the most erotic
memories had to be when my dad used me as a “reward” for some of his
better-performing lawyers. Of course they had no idea that my dad even
know about what I was doing, let along that he was having sex with me on
a regular basis, but that still didn’t make it any less exciting and
fulfilling.
The more I thought about it, the more I started to wonder if maybe I was
misreading Beth’s intentions. Maybe instead of taking me to meet my dad
at his office she was going to have me fool around with some of the guys
there. Now THAT would be a lot easier to explain to Carrie and Nancy.
Heck, if anything it was something they would’ve expected from me. Plus
who knows, maybe they would get to participate finally as well.
Personally I couldn't imagine being in their shoes so far today and have
to just stand by and watch without being included at least a little bit.
Sure enough, we crossed the bridge and headed downtown where Beth pulled
into the parking garage next to the office building where my dad worked.
So far nobody had said a word on the trip, not even to discuss the events
of the day so far. I didn’t know if they just weren’t talkative -
something I would have had a hard time believing, or were they just so
focused on what was coming up.
Being a Saturday and late in the afternoon, almost supper time by now,
the garage was mostly empty. Actually it was nice to be able to just
drive in and find a decent parking place for once where you didn't have
to walk a mile or climb ten flights of stairs - or so it seemed,
especially when I was wearing heels like the ones I had on today.
“We’re here,” Beth announced although I think THAT was pretty obvious.
What I was waiting for was for her to reveal the next stage of the day’s
adventure. It wasn’t until we got on the elevator and started upward
that Beth finally broke radio silence.
“OK Ladies, we are now at the office building where Kelly’s dad works.
As you all know, he’s a high-powered attorney and a senior partner in the
firm but that’s not all. He’s also a loving father, a husband - well for
25 years at least, and I can tell you from personal experience... one
heck of a lover.”
“Beth!” I gasped, not believing that she was saying what she was saying.
Beth just put up her hand as to tell me to stay quiet and she resumed her
tour guide moment.
“Today we go back in time to June 21st in the year 2001. Does that day
ring a bell Kelly?”
Like it was over ten years ago and it wasn’t as if I didn't have anything
to confuse it with. Back then I was doing all sorts of things at my
dad’s office so I just shook my head and waited for Beth to continue.
She was grinning from ear to ear, obviously pleased with herself for
leaving me hanging and wondering what it was she had planned.
“Oh come on Kelly, how could you forget your first time with your dad in
his office? And right in the middle of the work day at that!”
“Beth!!” I said more loudly this time, grabbing her by the arm to get her
attention this time. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?”
The rest of the girls all started to laugh at that point, especially
Kristi but even Carrie and Nancy. I saw we were almost to the proper
floor so I stood back and waited until the door opened and we gathered in
the foyer outside the offices. Normally a secretary would be standing
guard there but at this time the desk was empty, leaving the whole area
to ourselves.
“Oh Kelly, you can be so naïve at times,” Carrie giggled.
“Yeah, like are you sure you’re old enough to get married?” Nancy chimed
in. She paused and saw the confusion on my face and then continued, “Oh
for crying out loud girl, we’ve known for years.”
I looked at her with a bland expression, as if I had no idea what she was
talking about - which was mostly true.
I looked at Kristi, the obvious choice when it came to who would leak
such private information. She caught my glance and shrugged her
shoulders, indicating it wasn’t her fault. Well, that just left one
person and she was biting her lower lip and staying quiet.
“Well?” I said rather accusingly to Beth, “Are you going to tell me what
the story is or not?”
Beth took a deep breath although I knew she must have had a prepared
speech to go with all this confusion. It goes back to when your dad
first did me. You can’t blame me for telling these guys. Then when he
did me again, and this time he did you with me, I just HAD to tell
somebody. But I swore them all to secrecy, didn’t I girls?”
Carrie and Nancy both nodded vigorously. “So you’ve both known all this
time but never said a word to ANYONE?” I asked.
“Don’t worry Kelly, I think it’s cool what you do with your dad,” Carrie
blurted out. Nancy nodded her head in agreement but didn't actually say
anything.
“So what now?” I said, turning back to Beth.
“Well, someone special to you is waiting inside that office,” she
responded, pointing to my dad’s office. “I don’t think I need to say who,
do I?”
“And we want to watch,” Nancy blurted out. THAT really opened my eyes
wide.
Kristi had been strangely quiet the whole time which was uncharacteristic
of her who usually felt the need to dominate any situation. But now she
stepped forward to add her two cents worth.
“Of course, SOME of us want to do more than just watch, isn’t that right
Carrie?” she said teasingly. Carrie blushed a deep red but she didn’t
contradict Kristi’s statement.
“Really Carrie?” I asked incredulously, “You want to have sex with my
father?”
Carrie seemed embarrassed but I think it was more having her secret
fantasy exposed than anything else. Well, she didn't have much to worry
about compared to the so-called secrets that I thought were sacred until
just a few minutes earlier.
“Well... I’ve never done it with an old guy before,” she said in a half-
whisper. I wanted to say something about my dad not being all that old
but it wasn't the time or place for arguing semantics.
Nancy was more blunt when she finally kicked in. “I don’t know about
Carrie but I just want to see him do you. I’ve never seen a guy doing
his own daughter before.”
“And you?” I said to Beth who hadn’t added in her reasoning yet.
“Well, they say three’s a charm, ain’t it” she said trying to suppress a
huge grin.
“And my dad knows about all this?”
Beth rolled her eyes a bit melodramatically. “Like whose ides do you
think it was in the first place? When I went to him to get some ideas
for today all he asked about was could he be included.”
Well, that certainly sounded like my dear old dad.
“And he knows about Carrie and Nancy being with us?”
Beth REALLY grinned at that one. “Oh yeah, he knows all right. He said
something about it finally being time so maybe you can explain that one
to us.
Yeah, like I needed to explain that one to ANYONE!
“Then let’s get going, we’ve still got a lot to do tonight!” Beth
encouraged us.
My head was spinning as we all marched through the inner set of doors
into the office area. My dad’s was the last one down on the right and as
we walked down I noticed nobody was in any of the other offices which
seemed a little odd until I remembered what day and time it was. Still,
it wouldn't have surprised me to see them filled knowing the hours my dad
and his colleagues sometimes worked.
The door to my dad’s office was open and Beth was the first to go in,
followed by Kristi, then me, then Carrie, with Nancy bringing up the
rear.
“Sorry we are so late Mr. Wells, SOMEBODY just couldn't seem to get
enough at our last stop,” Beth explained with a smirk.
My dad was sitting behind the desk with his legs up on the table. At
first I almost didn't recognize him as he didn't have his suit on or at
least a dress shirt and tie. Instead he was wearing a yellow polo shirt
with a pair of dark khaki slacks with his beat-up deck shoes and no
socks. Definitely dress-down for him!
“Wow, now THIS is what I call a nice surprise,” he greeted the rest of
us.
My dad knew them all of course, and that meant in the biblical sense when
it came to Kristi and Beth. Still, I had been hanging around with Nancy
and Carrie since grade school so he’d met them many times during
sleepovers, hot tub parties and such. Until very recently, while I knew
he had always been turned on by them and even masturbated about them,
that was true for most of my friends so I never thought he would ever
actually DO anything with them. Of course for most of that time he was
married to my mom who was strongly against adultery so that put them off
limits. Even Beth was just a onetime thing (well, twice but that’s a
long story) and it was only because she was my best friend and virtually
a member of the family.
“So how’s the party been going?” he asked. Everyone started to talk at
once and he held up his hand to quiet us down. When we finally settled
down he pointed at me and said, “Why don’t we let the guest of honor fill
me in?”
Everyone looked at me expectedly and so I quickly gave him the nickel
tour of my day so far. He started to lean forward and as if he wanted to
ask a question now and then but he caught himself and let me finish
uninterrupted.
“I have to say, sounds like you’ve already had a full day already,” he
teased me, emphasizing the “full” part. Everyone giggled like we were
back in junior high or something.
“So what’s the story with you girls today? Is everyone good and horny
after watching my daughter get laid?”
“Well we only saw her at the school,” Nancy whined.
“I beat her at the grocery store... something she forgot to mention,”
Kristi bragged a little.
“Yeah, she wouldn’t even let us come in the men’s room at the mall,”
Carrie added to the chorus.
“You should have seen her face when I told her the others knew about you
and her,” Beth giggled, “I can’t believe I didn’t have my cell phone
out.”
“Well, I have to admit I was a little surprised when you told me as well
last week,” my dad replied. THAT surprised me yet again. So he hadn’t
know they knew. Hmmm, VERY interesting. What had Beth told him?
“You understand that this is NOT something I’m entirely comfortable
with,” he continued, “And I hope you can understand why I would
appreciate it if nothing went any further.”
Nancy and Carrie both nodded vigorously and assured him that they would
NEVER tell anyone. Carrie made a good point as well. She claimed they
all knew about it for a couple of years now and hadn’t told anyone yet so
he didn't need to worry about them. Then she added something that made
both me and my dad perk our ears a little.
“Of course it’s been easier for Beth to not say anything. After all, you
had sex with her and she has seen you and Kelly together. For THAT
matter, we’ve only heard that you guys do it.”
There was a bit of an accusation in her tone, like she had only “heard”
about it and thus implying that maybe we were making it all up, perhaps
as some form of sick joke.
My dad was flirting with Nancy and Carrie so I pulled Beth over to the
side for a quick chat.
“What the heck is going on?” I asked her. She just shrugged her shoulders
like she had no idea but I wasn't buying that for a second. “I mean,
what’s the story with Carrie and Nancy? They just wanna watch or what?”
Beth replied in a hushed voice, “Well, seeing how it’s YOUR party, what
do YOU want?”
She didn't allow me to answer but instead rejoined the conversation where
my dad was now showing off the view from his office. He had quite the
view of downtown Pittsburgh and I could see Heinz Field in the distance,
home of his favorite football team the Steelers.
“So John, did you really fuck Kelly right here?” Nancy asked in her best
“little miss innocent” voice. God, she was pouring it on pretty thick!
“Well don’t you think it’s a beautiful place for that sort of thing?” he
answered noncommittally.
“Weren’t you afraid people might see?” it was Carrie’s turn to egg him
on.
“You mean across the way over there?” he said, pointing to the closest
other office building, “Well they’d have to have binoculars and some
incredible timing so I didn't think the risk was all that much.”
“I suppose everyone’s gone now anyway,” Carrie mused but it was obvious
what she was implying but Beth wasn’t letting her off that easy - or me
for that matter.
“You know John, I think what Carrie is trying to say is she’d like to see
you do Kelly right here again,” Beth teased, reaching over and rubbing my
boobs through my top.
Well, two can play this game and it was time for my partners in crime to
step it up a little bit. My view of a bachelorette party isn’t just the
future bride putting on a show, it’s everyone getting involved for some
playing around.
“I’ve got a better idea,” I cut in, “I want him to do Carrie instead.”
For a moment there was total silence for like the first time that
afternoon. Beth was grinning while my dad was eyeing Carrie a little
more closely. Meanwhile Carrie’s blue eyes were like saucers and Nancy
just stayed in the background like she wasn't sure what to say.
“Me?” Carrie finally squeaked.
Hmmmmmm, so it was a good idea when it was ME getting it but now that the
attention was on her it seemed things were a little different. It wasn't
like Carrie was a prude. After all, you just can’t be a best friend of
Kristi’s and NOT be a bit of a slut. Still, most of my experiences with
her had been with just girls. There had been a few parties where I’d
seen her giving a blowjob but now that I thought about it, anytime she
had sex it was always in a bedroom or someplace private.
Kristi added her two cents worth saying, “You know Carrie, you and Nancy
are the only ones here he hasn’t done so it just makes sense if you ask
me.”
Meanwhile my dad was just standing back, listening in on this debate over
which girl he was going to fuck. He didn't say anything but then why
should he? I would say that he was a winner no matter what the outcome.
“I’ve done an old guy before,” Carrie started to protest. My dad’s mouth
opened and he raised his hand to say something but I jumped to his
defense before he could get it out.
“Hey, you’re talking my dad you know!”
“You know what I mean,” she defended herself.
“So who was your oldest then?” Kristi asked inquisitively. She looked at
me with a naughty grin after she asked and I had this instant feeling
that something was up that I didn't know about.
“Steve,” Carried said, her eyes staying away from mine.
“What? When did he fuck you?” I asked incredulously. It wasn't that I
cared that he had, I just didn't know about it which is what was
perturbing me.
Kristi came to her defense, “You can blame me... I invited her over one
time when Steve was coming by and well... one thing led to another. You
know how it is. Besides, it was almost a year ago.”
“I see... so who else here has fucked my fiancé?”
Beth slowly raised her hand. Kristi I already knew about which left
Nancy. We all looked at her but her hands stayed down. Beth started to
say something to her but she realized the game was up and finally
admitted to giving him a BJ at a party once. Hmmm, he hadn’t told me
about that one either! Then again, I can't say I ran to him with every
guy I’d had sex with since we reunited last summer so there wasn't much I
could say.
“So back to what we were talking about... are you gonna let my dad fuck
you or what?” I asked Carrie.
Carrie looked at my dad and then at me, and then back at my dad again who
was trying hard not to show how excited he was at the prospect.
“OK... but I’m not stripping unless the rest of you do too,” she
bargained.
That wasn't driving much of a bargain and in less than a minute we were
all standing in a circle nude, even my dad. All of us were staring at my
dad’s erection as it was obvious he was looking forward to what was about
to happen - no matter what it was.
“Do her by the window,” Kristi suggested.
My dad and Carrie moved over next to the window while the rest of us
formed a semi-circle around them. Carrie seemed about as nervous as I’d
ever seen her. Whether it was the prospect of my father fucking her, of
having her best friend watch her father fuck her, or doing in front of
all of us, she seemed more like a girl on her first date than the slut
I’d known over the years.
My dad, ever the gentleman, leaned over sand kissed her. At first she
seemed to hesitate. Funny how some people can have sex with someone
without a blink of an eye but to kiss that same person becomes “too
intimate”. Then he started to run his hands all over her, stroking her
hair, her ears, then her neck and slowly making his way to her breasts.
From there his fingertips ran down her sides and then moved behind her
until he cupped her bare butt in his hands, pulling her in tighter
against her such that his erection was poking her in the stomach.
For the rest of us, or at least for me, we were torn between the desire
to watch this erotic scene play out or have some fun ourselves. All of
us had been with the other at one time or another although I’d only
barely done anything with Nancy. Our times were limited more to parties
where we would do things with more the intent to tease the guys than to
really get off from each other.
My dad’s hand returned to Carrie’s shoulders and I say his biceps bulge
slightly as he pressed down on her. The message was obvious and she knew
what he wanted. Kneeling down, she took hold of his cock and started to
stroke it slowly. A brief glance at her “audience” and she took him in
her mouth and started to suck on him.
I have to say, the sight of her blowing my dad was more erotic than you
might think. Really, over the years I’d not seen all that many girls do
him outside of my family. There was Beth of course and then my mom’s
best friend Tammy. But expecting the young girls at the kids parties I
hadn’t ever seen him being blown by anyone else other than my aunt and
cousins.
Evidently Kristi and Beth were getting turned on as they started to kiss
and fondle and before long the two of them were on the carpet in a 69.
They weren't wasting any time, that’s for sure! I looked at Nancy and
she sort of smiled awkwardly, her eyes glancing down at where my cousin
and best friend were licking one another’s pussy while my dad was getting
blown by Carrie.
“Well... what do you say?” I finally asked, trying to break the ice.
Nancy didn’t say anything but at the same time she didn't pull away
either as my hand reached down to the curve of her hip and rested on her
warm naked skin. As I slowly got down on my knees, I kissed her
hardening nipples and then her smooth belly before rubbing my nose in the
small “V” of pubic hair she kept right above her pussy. My hand moved to
her ass and I felt the smoothness of her firm butt in my hands as my
tongue worked its way to the top of her pussy slit and then slowly down
until she jerked slightly when it found her clit.
Mmmmmmm, I loved the smell and taste of Nancy’s warm pussy. She was
already a bit wet from everything that had been transpiring so it didn't
take much to get her fully excited. I have to say I think I will always
prefer my own pussy when it comes to flavor but Nancy’s was pretty damn
good right about now.
“Oh god,” I heard Carrie sigh and I looked over, as did the others, to
see Carrie with her hands on the glass window with her legs spread apart,
welcoming my dad’s hard dick inside of her. Other than making work for
the poor guy who clean the windows, there was no danger as my dad told me
it would take a truck to break the window itself.
My dad had his hands on Carrie’s wide hips as he thrust himself deep
inside of her. My pussy itched as I recalled how I had been in that very
same place oh so many times over the past years. It was definitely my
dad’s favorite place to have sex in the office which is undoubtedly why
Kristi suggested it.
Knowing my dad, it wasn't going to take long for him to get off and I
assumed that Beth had more up her sleeve for the evening so we probably
didn't have time to get him ready again which meant we had to get the
most out of his first time as possible. Kristi, who probably came as
close to having been fucked by my dad as anyone (even my mom if you
consider just since she turned sixteen), seemed to have the same concern.
“C’mon girls, get up,” Kristi encouraged us all as she lifted her head
from between Beth’s thighs and stood up. She wiped off the wetness from
her face with the back of her hand, licking it clean afterwards. The
rest of us gathered by her as my dad continued his assault on Carrie’s
pussy.
Now what was she up to? Was this something she and Beth had worked out
ahead of time or was she just playing it by ear now? Did it matter?
“Alright, let’s line up,” she directed us, “Nancy - you get next to
Carrie, then you Beth.”
Dutifully they took their places with Kristi next to Beth which left me
at the end. We all followed her lead, standing back a couple of feet from
the window and then leaning forward and catching ourselves with our hands
flat on the glass. Our legs were spread apart and I could only image the
image we presented to my dad as he continued to fuck Carrie at the other
end of the line from me. It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out
what we were expecting from him.
“So you ALL want some of this, eh?” he chuckled, pulling out of Carrie
and holding his wet dick in his hand as me moved over to Nancy.
I really wasn't sure how Nancy felt about all this but peer pressure can
be a powerful thing which is why I think Kristi has her first in line
before she had more time to think about what she as doing. Of all of us,
Nancy probably had the smallest list of sexual partners and I knew she
had been hanging out pretty much with just one guy now for the past
several years.
“Oh yeah, now THAT’S a tight pussy,” my dad grunted as he worked to get
his dick into Nancy. Whether he as saying it just to boost her ego or
what I couldn't tell but I think it helped Nancy appreciate him more.
One by one he fucked us as each pussy became a bit more familiar to him.
Going from Nancy he went to Beth, fucking her for just the third time and
then on to Kristi who was more like his second daughter than a niece.
When he had fucked her enough to satisfy himself, it was then my turn.
Until now we’d all stayed in our little line but when he got in behind me
the rest of them straightened up and moved in around us to watch the
finale.
“This is what you wanted to see, isn’t it girls?” Beth said smugly to
Carrie and Nancy.
I felt so proud at that moment. It wasn't that often that I got to let
someone watch my dad fuck me. Other than Beth and Tammy, until the
recent parties nobody else had that also knew he was my father. There
was that time when I pretended to be a hooker for a couple of his clients
and he fucked me with them but they thought I was just a whore he’d hired
without a clue that I was his daughter.
As my dad entered me the same as he had the other four, I heard a gasp
from either Carrie or Nancy. “I can't believe it,” Nancy said in a
hoarse whisper. Like did she think we had all been just teasing her
before?
“Oh daddy... fuck me good,” I sighed.
It was as much for my friend’s benefit as his in this case. It was sort
of funny in that all of them had seen me having sex umpteen times over
the years and even today they’d watched me with John but now that it was
my dad fucking me it was like it was something totally new and different.
He WAS just a man after all, so what was the big deal? OK, so I’m not
THAT naïve but still, it was interesting to see their responses to the
sight of my dad fucking me in full view of the downtown area.
With four previous pussies to stimulate him, it didn't take much before
my dad groaned and pulled me in tight to him. I felt him jerk against me
several times as he pumped his cum into my welcoming pussy.
“Oh daddy, that feels SOOOOO good in me,” I sighed. Again, it was as
much for my girlfriends as it as from him.
After he came he pulled out and stood back as I used my hands to pull my
butt cheeks apart so they could all see his cum ooze out of me. Leave it
to Kristi to never miss an opportunity as she quickly moved in behind me
and lowered her face down to catch the cum on her tongue.
Once Kristi has most of it, she moved back and then it was Beth’s turn to
lick me clean. I turned my head back to see Kristi go to Carrie and
offer to kiss her and share my dad’s cum with her. She moved back,
seemingly unsure of whether or not she really wanted to do it but when
Kristi offered it to Nancy there was no hesitation. Hmmm, I would have
predicted the opposite reaction but that just goes to show you can never
be sure about anything when it comes to sexual preferences.
My dad was watching all this intently. Well, it was probably most every
guy’s fantasy so who could blame him? His cock hung there limply so when
Beth had finished with me I went over to him and did a little cleanup
work myself on him. I could still taste myself on his dick and I smiled
as I remembered how I had tasted that very same thing after the first
time he had fucked me.
“Well girls, we have more to do,” Beth announced, trying to bring an end
to the current festivities. “So what do you guys think now?” she asked
Nancy and Carrie.
Both of them just seemed speechless as they gathered their clothes and
got dressed. I wondered if they had any warning from Beth beforehand
that this might occur. Judging from their reactions, I was guessing the
answer was no. And then there was my dad. I wondered what she had told
him to expect? No doubt he would tell me later. I knew all I had to do
was mount him and he would tell me anything I wanted to know!
We all gave my dad a quick kiss and then left his office with him
standing there still naked by his desk. It was definitely a Kodak
moment!
Chapter 6 - New Casino, Old Sex
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By now the sun was going down and eyeing was approaching. We made it
back to the car without further incident and then we were off again for
parts unknown. Really, it had been quite a “party” already so I had to
wonder if Bath had anything more planned. Well, it seemed she wasn't
finished quite yet as she headed over the bridge towards the stadium.
“So Kelly, do you remember visiting your Mom’s friend Tammy out in Oregon
back in 2006?” Beth asked as I watched the river pass by below.
It was five years ago but I had to assume that I would remember it if it
was something Beth was planning to relive tonight. That didn't leave
much to go on as while I had enjoyed the trip, there hadn’t been a lot
going on that would have qualified for tonight’s attention. Well...
there WAS one thing.
“Ahhhhhh, so you remember,” Beth teased me as she w the look of
recognition on my face. “Well it just so happens Pittsburgh now has its
own casino so guess where we’re going... and what YOU will be doing?”
I didn't answer right away, waiting for her to fill in the blanks.
Beth’s voice resumed her “tour guide” mode.
“So now look to your left ladies and you’ll see the latest in adult
entertainment in Pittsburgh, our new casino!” she said excitedly like she
was introducing a new celebrity. As you may already know, our Kelly here
has quite a history when it comes to gambling institutions but tonight we
go WAY back to August 19, 2006, almost exactly five years ago to the day.
That’s right girls, that’s when Kelly got gangbanged at a casino.”
Now I really DID feel like one of those contestants in a game show where
they look at the host with a “how the hell did you know about THAT?” look
on their face. I certainly didn't remember telling Beth about it and so
far as I knew, she never paid much attention to my diary as she said she
hated reading about her in it. So who had told her? I turned on the
seat and glared at Kristi but she insisted she had nothing to do with it.
Well, there were only two other people who knew about it, or at least
that could have told Beth, and that was my mother and her friend Tammy.
I couldn't see Beth discussing anything like that with Tammy as neither
of them really knew all that much about the other so that left just one
suspect - my mother. Evidently Beth must have called her when she was
setting all this up looking for ideas and so my mom had planted this seed
in her pretty head.
Speaking of which, I wondered how my mom was doing? She must have gotten
in by now and surely Steve had picked her up and brought her to my house
at least a couple of hours ago. Beth had confiscated everyone’s cell
phones before we got started so I hadn’t been able to get even a text
message from her or a tweet. God, it was like being in Siberia, cut off
from the rest of the world!
My thoughts were interrupted by tour guide Beth again as we drove by the
stadium. Before long we had circled around to the back of the casino and
entered the parking garage. She managed to find a spot about half-way up
that wasn't too far from the elevators and in a matter of minutes we were
gathered in the small elevator waiting area. It was just the five of us
so Beth took the opportunity to finally explain what her plans were.
“OK girls, five years ago our little slut here went to an Indian casino
with her mom and friend and... if you can believe this, she got herself
banged by four guys in the parking lot.”
I rolled my eyes and pretended to be flabbergasted as they all oohed and
ahhed, pretending to be mortified that anyone could do such a perverted
thing and how they never would have guess that I, of all people, would
allow myself to be defiled in such a crude manner. Yeah right, like none
of them would have jumped at the opportunity had they been offered. I
especially got a kick out of Kristi pretending to be all innocent and
sanctimonious. I mean, her of all people should be the last to say
anything about me. What I did at the casino was small potatoes to some
of her escapades.
They must have had this all worked out ahead of time because it was Nancy
that chimed in next, about the last one I would have expected to say such
a thing.
“You know girls, she’s getting pretty old now so we shouldn’t push her so
hard. After all, that WAS five years ago and now she’s all settled down,
getting married and gonna have kids and such.”
“Yeah,” added Carrie, confirming my suspicions regarding a rehearsal, it
really isn’t fair to expect her to be able to get four guys again...
maybe just one or two?”
They were just teasing me of course, even I could figure that one out.
Still, there was just enough truth in what they said to sting a little.
It HAD been a long time since I’d been banged like that. It also had
been quite a while since I had just gone out and fucked a total stranger
on the spur of the moment. Even though I knew they were just joking,
maybe they were actually right to some degree. Had I lost my edge? Was
I now taking the easy path? Did I still have the nerve to just throw
myself at a total stranger and let him have his way with me? To be
honest, I really wasn't all that sure of the answer.
“I’ll help her,” Kristi offered.
I looked at her a bit puzzled as I still wasn’t even quite sure what I
needed help with. “It’s only fair as we don’t have all night and the
rest of you don’t want to get bored.”
I could think of a few points to argue but I kept my mouth shut. For
one, why didn't we have all night? It wasn't like I had anyone to be in
the morning except church and I think my dad would have understood my
missing one Sunday morning with him under the circumstances. As for the
rest being bored, maybe she had a point there as this was suppose to be a
party for all of us, not a few hours that it might take to get the right
arrangements set up.
On the positive side, with Kristi as an ally I knew it would
exponentially improve the odds of success in a much reduced timeframe.
After all, she had made a small fortune as a high-priced prostitute by
her uncanny ability being able to attract men. I WAS a little curious
about the plans of the others until Beth stepped in to finalize the
arrangements.
“OK then, here’s the plan... Kristi and Kelly go in and find their guys.
They bring them back here and we all watch them from other there (she
pointed to a spot across from where she was parked). Deal?”
“Piece of cake,” Kristi said smugly, hitching up her skirt a little, as
if it already wasn't short enough.
The elevator arrived and we all boarded and dropped down to the casino
floor. The door opened and we were hit with the myriad of sounds and
smells and lights of the casino. I loved it! Kristi grabbed me by the
arm and headed off for the crap tables while the other drifted away to
keep an eye on us from afar.
“Just follow my lead cuz,” she said as we moved quickly to where a group
of guys were all gathered at the end of the table.
I was about to say that I knew what I was doing but she seemed so intent
on running the show I let her do her thing. After all, she WAS a
professional...
“See those guys?” she said in my ear.
I looked to where she was looking and it appeared to be maybe six or
eight guys all drinking and making a racket as they played. I wasn’t
sure if any real gambling was getting done but they seemed to be having a
good time anyway.
“OK... one - they all have drinks, two - they obviously aren’t their
FIRST drink by any means, three - I’ll bet none are over thirty, four -
no signs of wedding rings, five - they all have the same logo on their
shirts so they work together and odds are they’re her on an expense
account,” she rattled off.
I guess we looked at things differently. Had it been me, the drinks
would have been a warning. Drunks were never all that much fun and even
though they were easier to get, they couldn't always perform and if they
did nothing tasted worse than cum from a drunk. Second, Kristi was always
looking for the younger guys. I would have been happier had they been in
their thirties or forties. Along with that was the wedding ring thing.
Again, had it been me they ALL would have been married. Then again,
under the circumstances her selection was probably best as while it would
have been more erotic and exciting to seduce husbands and fathers, they
usually took a lot more time and work than horny young single guys. As
for the “work together” observation, that really didn't ring with me
other than I guess she figured that by being a group already they would
be more likely to be ready to have sex as a group.
“Now we need to cut them off from the herd,” she mused as we paused about
twenty feet away.
I took that to mean she had her eye on a select few of the group and that
she intended to somehow isolate them from the others to make it easier to
get them to leave with us.
Just then I felt a hand on the back of my leg that was quickly moving up
under my skirt. I looked back and there was some creep sitting at a
blackjack table trying to feel me up in the middle of the casino!
“Perv!” I said, swatting his hand away.
He just laughed and said something to the guy next to him about girls
dressing like sluts and how they really wanted it. A different time or
place and I might have challenged him on that but for now I ignored him
and turned my attention back to Kristi.
“Why didn't you let him cop a feel?” Kristi teased me. I ignored her as
well and we moved in closer to the table ahead of us.
Kristi whispered in my ear, or as best you can whisper in a noisy casino.
“OK, you go for the two at the end - the one with the beer and the guy
with the sneakers... I’ll get the two next to them. Just get their
attention, I’ll take care of the rest.”
We moved in and split apart as we got up behind them. I sort of worked
my way in between the two I was assigned, pretending to try to get a
better view of the table while Kristi did the same with her guys.
“Oh I’m so sorry,” I apologized as I stepped on the toes of the one in
sneakers.
As I said that I pretended to stumble as I avoided his feet which caused
me to fall against the other guy who instinctively grabbed me by the
waist to keep me from falling.
“Oh you’re so sweet,” I said, keeping myself leaning up against him as he
seemed uncertain whether to let go of me or what. I was doing my best
“dumb blonde” routine, flipping my hair, leaning forward to expose my
boobs, the whole nine yards.
“I have NO idea how to play this game,” I said in my best girly voice.
Actually, I really didn't so it wasn't a stretch to say so. Gambling for
me was more a spectator sport than a participant. When I thought about
it, I spent more time having sex at casinos over the years than gambling.
Sneakers guy was the “expert” so he started to explain to me what was
going on while I kept pushing back against his friend, rubbing my butt
into him “accidentally” of course. In the meantime, I saw Kristi was
making her own headway with her guys. One of them was already trying to
feel her up with his hand on her upper thigh. The longer she went on
saying nothing, the more aggressive he got.
“You guys live in the ‘burgh?” I asked.
They both shook their head and said they were from out of town and were
here for some sales conference. I noted neither of them seemed to want
to tell me exactly where they were from but that was OK with me. I
managed to learn that all but the guy next to the one with the dice were
from various states which to me was encouraging as that meant nobody
would be going home tonight or having a girlfriend or wife nearby.
I kept one eye on Kristi, admiring the way she could just get comfortable
with any man in a matter of minutes. She was laughing and giggling and
being a general airhead which to be perfectly honest, wasn't all that
much of an act for her. Nobody had ever accused my cousin of missing a
career as a rocket scientist. But then, with a body like hers and a sex
drive to match, who need brains?
It was less than fifteen minutes before she had them wrapped around her
finger and from the looks of things, her fingers were wrapped around more
of them than was typical polite in public although she was discrete
enough to keep it from being overly blatant. Still, if you knew what to
look for, and I did, it wasn't hard to miss what she was doing. From the
looks of things, it was having the desired effect.
“Hey Kelly, my friends want to show me the view outside,” I heard from
behind me and I realized she had moved in close. She looked at the two I
had been chatting with and giggled. “Do you and your new friends want to
come with us?”
I don’t know what she had told the guys she was with but until now, I’d
been flirting but not much more than that, at least nothing overly
aggressive. Thus the two of them seemed a little shy about things so
Kristi took charge, as she had promised she would.
“Look guys, it’s up to you. Me and her either do just the two of them or
all four of you so make up your minds now.”
You had to hand it to her, she wasn't bashful. At first the two seemed
to think she was just flirting and teasing so I figured I needed to help
push things along.
“It’s my bachelorette party tonight and I want to get laid and I don’t
have all night so either get your asses in gear or I’ll find someone
else.”
Sometimes the truth can be more compelling than anything else. To prove
my point I held up my hand and made sure they saw my engagement ring and
added, “Yep, I get married in seven days so what do you say?”
I really couldn’t blame them for hesitating. After all, this was the
sport of things you saw on silly porn movies or bad comedies where two
girls go out and trick guys into thinking they want sex and then
something bad happens to them. Still, they needed to make up their minds
and for our purposes, it really didn't matter of we had two guys or four
other than trying to be true to reliving my past where I did four guys
under similar circumstances.
“Fuck, what the hell,” the one said I had been leaning on. He put his
arm around me and Kristi led the way back to the elevators. I quickly
looked around to see if the other girls were around but I didn't see them
anywhere.
Once in the elevator, we were the only ones in the express one that only
went to the upper floors so Kristi immediately took advantage of the
situation by reaching under her skirt and pulling down her panties,
handing them to one of the guys as a sort of “souvenir”. I don’t know
who was surprised more, the guy she handed them to because she took them
off right in front of him or me because she was wearing them in the first
place!
This was all going much too easy. I mean, I have always maintained that
ANY girl can get laid within one hour no matter where she is or what time
it is so long as she’s not choosey but this was ridiculous. To just walk
in a crowded casino, meet up with four horny guys and have them split up
from their associates in just under fifteen minutes so they can have sex
in a parking garage? OK, so I like to brag a bit sometimes but not even
Kristi or I have this sort of luck, at least unless it’s been pre-
arranged by an agency or something like that.
Then it hit me... maybe this WAS too easy. Beth had been planning this
day for quite a while and I had already witnessed the details she had
taken care of so was it too much to think that maybe she had indeed
arranged for this? Was Kristi in on it too (notice I has already
convinced myself of the “true” story)? She just about had to be or else
how would she have known who to go to. Actually, it was the way she made
a beeline straight for those guys without any hesitation that had set my
Spidey-sense tingling from the start.
Still, did it really matter, at least right now? Whether it was spur of
the moment or pre-arranged, we had four decent-looking guys practically
drooling over us so why not take advantage of other situation and just go
with it instead of trying to analyze everything?
The trip up was quick and the doors opened automatically. A group was
waiting outside and practically pushed their way inside instead of
waiting for us to get out first. Rude people! We made it out in one
piece and were once again alone in the elevator waiting area.
“So now what?” one of the guys asked, glancing about a bit nervously.
It was one thing to flirt and tease in the casino but now that the
reality of what they were doing was starting to sink in I could see at
least a couple of them might e having second thoughts.
“Follow me,” Kristi said, taking control as usual. And people say I am
the control freak!
The two of use held hands and made our way to where Beth had parked. I
quickly glanced about to see if I could see anyone watching us but the
place seemed deserted. This floor had pretty much filled up so new cars
coming in were driving right up to the next floor. We got to the car and
I immediately appreciated Beth’s choice of a parking spot. First, a
large concrete column hid a good part of the spot from the general view.
She also had the good fortune to be between a large van and an SUV.
While they sort of restricted the area a bit, the also acted as virtual
curtains so far as hiding anything that went on between them. Finally,
she had parked about two or three feet away from the wall so while that
left the back end out a little bit, it really didn't matter as the two
vehicles to each side provided coverage and it DID allow for lots of room
up front.
We gathered at the back end, Kristi and me leaning back against the trunk
and the four of them in a semicircle in front of us. The guy holding
Kristi’s panties was playing with them rather absentmindedly so I took it
as an opening to get things started.
“So I suppose since my slutty friend here gave you her panties that you
expect me to hand over mine?”
All four of them just smiled; the answer was pretty obvious.
I lifted up my skirt quickly, just enough for them to see what was
underneath - and not, and then just as quickly dropped it back down
again.
“Well sorry, but as you could see, I don’t have any to give you,” I
continued in a pouting tone, as if I was disappointed.
Well, they certainly weren’t, that was for sure. One of them jabbed his
elbow into the other, muttering something in his ear that I couldn't hear
but whatever it was, they both grinned and stared at my boobs.
“C’mon Kelly, let’s get this started,” Kristi said, grabbing me by the
arm and tugging me around to the front of the car where she leaned over
and kissed me.
“Oh, forgot to mention something I guess,” Kristi teased them, “We’re
kissing cousins.”
They all grinned again although I would have taken bets that they didn't
take her literally. What is it that turns guys on so much when two girls
kiss? I’ve never quite understand it but I HAVE used it to my advantage
more than a few times.
“So who wants their dick sucked first?” Kristi offered. I half-expected
all four of them to rush in but instead they looked at each other, as if
waiting to see who would make the first move. I cold tell that Kristi
was rapidly running out of patience.
“Do I have to do EVERYTHING?” she complained as she went up to the
closest one and started undoing his pants. It’s not like he resisted so
I turned to the two on my side of the car and did the same with the one
first in line.
“Bet I can make mine before you get yours,” Kristi taunted me as she
reached inside his underwear and grabbed hold of his cock.
“You’re on cuz,” I agreed, throwing in that last bit to see if I could
get any more reaction but it didn't seem to register.
I wasn't sure about hers but the dick I inherited was only semi-hard,
actually more on the flaccid side if anything. Whether it was the
drinks, nervousness, or maybe the early onset of ED I didn't know but
whatever it was I had to deal with it quickly if I was going to beat out
my cousin. She’d already beaten me earlier at the grocery store so this
was more a point of pride than anything so far as I was concerned.
It didn't take all that long to determine that he was fully functional as
I felt the cock growing in my mouth with my hand wrapped around the base.
There was no way I was going to put my bare knees on the concrete floor
so I just squatted in front of him as I blew him. Still, I heard a
groaning behind me and I knew that my cousin had beaten me yet again, a
fact that was confirmed not much later when she announced her victory. I
wasn't about to give up though. Just as the Olympic runner continues the
race after the medals are won, I was going to finish this guy one way or
the other.
It was at no more than another two or three minutes of determined work on
his dick before he came but it seemed like eternity knowing Kristi was
watching me triumphantly. I took the guy’s load in my mouth and then
figured I may as well get something out of the effort so I turned and
kissed Kristi with my mouthful of cum, pushing it into her open mouth
with my tongue. She in turn pulled back and let them see what she now
had in her mouth which earned us their praise.
“I want a rematch,” I demanded. We still had two dick ready to go so why
not keep the contest going?
“Alright but this time you have to use your pussy,” Kristi negotiated.
Now those were terms I had no argument with, that was for sure.
“On the hood?” I asked her. She nodded and the two of us backed up to
the car hood and then together we hopped up and pushed back such that we
were seated on the front part of the hood.
“Well what are you guys waiting for?” I asked, trying to take some of the
control from Kristi. I couldn't let her run everything, could I?
Being on the receiving end of a BJ in a public garage really hadn’t been
all that dangerous considering they never even dropped their pants but
fucking a girl... now THAT was upping the ante a bit. Who knew what
hidden cameras were watching us even now and there was still always the
chance someone might walk by - perhaps even the owners of the vehicles to
either side. Still, I would have lost my faith in the male species had
they not responded to me and my cousin lifting our skirts and rubbing
each other’s pussy right in front of them.
My faith remained intact. Again, I couldn't help but feel the whole
thing was a setup to one degree or another but then again, maybe these
guys had thought whoever made the arrangements might be just pulling a
very bad practical joke on them. In any case, I’ve learned that no
matter how “prepared” people are, when it comes to doing something they
have never done before there is always that moment of hesitation when
they face the inevitable that had come upon them.
This time is was my guy who was the most anxious as he unzipped himself
and pulled out his already stiff dick through his pants. Sheesh, he
wasn't even going to drop them? I spread my legs apart for him,
signaling my acquiescence but before he could push it in me Kristi
protested. “Not fair! They need to both start at the same time.”
My guys made some comment to his friend like, “get your ass in gear” or
something like that. It was only another thirty seconds or so before he
was in position between Kristi’s bare legs with his own stiff dick firmly
held in his hand. Both of them seemed comparable so far as size went so
it should be a fair match.
“OK, let’s do it,” she said as she lifted her hips up to help her guy put
it in her.
I did the same as my eyes switched back and forth between our crotches as
I watched the two of them fucking the two of us. Damn, this was the
fourth dick in me in just a matter of hours! I certainly wasn't getting
jaded though as I loved feeling it in me. There was something about the
entire scene that was really getting me off - the public garage, my
cousin getting it right next to me, my friends watching (I assumed from
somewhere), the fact that I didn't even know this guy’s name but he was
fucking me like there was no tomorrow. All of it combined to make this
one extremely erotic moment - just as I had always hoped my bachelorette
party would provide. Granted, I had never quite envisioned a party like
this one but so far it was better than anything I might have imagined
earlier.
Getting a guy to cum fast when he’s fucking you is not always
straightforward. Because I had never met this guy before, I really
didn’t know a single thing about him. Different guys seem to get excited
over different things which directly impact how long they can last. It
was sort of surreal since typically my goal it so try and prolong this as
much as possible whereas no I was trying to end it quickly - faster than
my cousin at least. So anyway, some guys really love it when a girl
talks dirty while for others it’s more a turnoff. Whereas most guys like
me to help them by doing things like wrapping my legs around them and
helping to hump them, other prefer the more submissive role where they
grab my legs and pin them back as they drive themselves in and out of me.
Perhaps the most unpredictable thing was playing with myself. While most
guys LOVE seeing a girl masturbate, a surprising number take it as almost
an insult to their manhood if a girl gets herself off while he is fucking
her, as if I was somehow implying that his dick alone enough to make me
cum. The sorry truth is they would be right many times as just his dick
alone is not always what I need to orgasm. Some girls - including my
cousin, insist they can cum easily with just a dick in them but the vast
majority that I have discussed it with confess that they need a little
clit action too - preferably with their own fingers. When a guys is
humping you he is usually too worked up to give a good clit massage at
the same time meaning he either gets forgetful and doesn’t do much or he
can’t control himself and practical smashes my clit flat.
Watching my cousin being fucked, I saw that we both were using much of
the same techniques. We each were talking up a storm, telling our guys
what HUGE dicks they had and how food they were fucking us, pleading with
them to fuck us faster and harder. Both of us were working our clits,
sometimes even with both hands. The only difference was my guy was more
the dominate type, grabbing me by the ankles and stretching my legs
upward and over his shoulders which lifted my bare butt up off the hood
as he fucked me. Kristi, on the other hand, had her legs wrapped tightly
around her guy and was alternately pulling and relaxing to cause him to
go even deeper into her with each inward motion.
In the meantime, the other two guys who we’d just sucked off just
watched. I had sort of hoped they would at least stroke themselves a
little as they watched but instead they just stood back and took in an
eyeful as their partners in crime fucked the two sluts.
It was taking longer than I expected and I was fearful that Kristi was
going to triumph yet again when I heard those words I wanted so badly to
hear.
“OH fuck, I’m gonna cum!” the guy who was doing me cried out as he threw
his head back and closed his eyes. Sure enough, he thrust his hips
forward and then instead of backing out again he held himself deep inside
of me - a sure a signal as there ever was one and then I felt him thrust
as he started to cum in me.
Kristi turned her head and out eyes met. Her lips pursed ruefully as she
realized I had won this round but it was pretty close as just then her
guy announced he was cumming as well. I had only beaten her by maybe ten
or fifteen seconds but hey, a win was a win.
A couple more thrusts and my guy was done. He pulled back to admire his
handiwork as I obliged and spread my pussy open with both hands,
squeezing sown with my stomach muscles to push his cum out of me. The
smile on his face was perfect as I felt his cum dribble out of me and
down to the crack of my ass, probably leaving a puddle on Beth’s car
hood. Not to be outdone, Kristi did the same once her guys was out and
just to one-up me, she reached down to catch some of it in her fingers
and then licked them clean.
“So you guys ready yet?” she said seductively to the first two. Well,
maybe had they been jerking off while watching they would have been but
neither of them seemed ready and if anything, appeared a bit embarrassed
at the fact. Oh well, it would have been nice to have had seconds but
why not skip straight to dessert?
Getting off the car hood, I moved quickly between Kristi’s tanned legs
and dived into her pussy, licking her clean. I didn't look but I could
almost feel four pairs of eyes boring into the back of my head as my
tongue worked on her cum-covered pussy and clit. Meanwhile, I was
working on my own clit as Kristi finally came for the first time.
“Don’t you dare stop!” she whispered hoarsely as her hand grabbed my head
and pulled my face tightly into her pussy. She smelled incredible with
the flavor to match. Indeed, about the last thing I was going to do at
that moment was stop - and that included my own fingers as I drove myself
to my own climax. Both of use were moaning and sighing as we came,
oblivious to our audience for at least the moment.
“Enjoy the show?” Kristi teased the guys as she slowly calmed back down
again. I stood and straightened out my skirt, licking my lips rather
obscenely to get every last drop.
We all just stood there for a few seconds, as if nobody wanted to be the
next to say something. A rather awkward silence...
“OK guys, show’s over so move along,” I said. Kristi looked at me
inquisitively so I grinned and said, “Don’t act so innocent, I know
what’s going on here.”
The four of them tightened up their belts and left, back-slapping one
another and carrying on like a bunch of teenagers. Kristi waited until
they were out of ear-shot before she responded.
“That obvious?” she giggled.
“C’mon Kristi, not even YOU are THAT good,” I replied, shaking my head
but grinning broadly at the same time. “So who set it up?”
“Ohhhhhh, I just called in some favors,” she said, flipping her hair
back. Now THAT made more sense than anything. I had no doubt that she
still kept in contact with her old agency and friends so it probably
hadn’t taken much to get this arranged. Heck, knowing her she probably
had earned quite a pretty penny tonight. Normally I would have pushed
her to share but this was my party and I was having a GREAT time so why
spoil things by being greedy?
“You know you have just told me from the start,” I said, looking around
to see where the others were hiding.
“Yeah but what fun would THAT have been?” she giggled, “and by the way,
Carrie and Nancy have NO idea about that, OK? Let’s just let them think
we’re the two sluttiest girls they know.”
Yeah, like THAT would be a newsflash for either of them!
Then I saw a movement out of the corner of my eye and a few cars down the
three of them appeared. Seeing where they had been hiding out I wondered
just how much they could have seen but Nancy was quick to let me know.
“I would never have believed it if I hadn’t seen it with my own two
eyes,” she gushed, “Like, you guys just went in there and suddenly four
guys are having sex with you. How did you do that?”
I started to speak but Kristi judged me in the ribs and answered, “We’ll
never tell.” That sort of quieted down the discussion and so I turned to
Beth and asked her how much they had seen.
“More than you might think,” she answered. Actually once you guys got
going we moved in across from you but when it was over we went back over
there so they wouldn't see us.”
As we talked we piled back in the car again. Just then I thought of
something.
“So Kristi, did you get your panties back?”
Kristi answered, “No... but who needs them.” Everyone laughed at that
one.
Chapter 7 - The Surprise Finale
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By now it was getting into the evening and we’d been at it for quite a
while. I had to admit that I was getting a little tired myself but with
the way my adrenaline was pumping, I could've gone all night. So was
this the end or did Beth have more on the menu?
“So Kelly, how’s your bachelorette party been so far?” she asked as she
left the garage. I was speechless for a moment and then went on and on
about how much fun it had been and how thankful I was to her for putting
so much work into everything.
“Well, I had some help,” she said, glancing back at the others in the
back seat.
“I had a GREAT time,” I started to say but she cut me off.
“HAD?... you think this is over?” she said, pretending to be insulted.
“Noooooo, we have one more thing to do.”
By “thing” I assumed she meant “guy” but then my stomach tightened and I
suddenly got worried. Just how much research had she done? If she had
meant “guy”, then why did she say “thing”? Oh great, she wasn't going to
make me relive the most perverted thing I’d ever done - fucking a dog.
Was that why Sam wasn't with us tonight? All sorts of possibilities
started running through my head, none of them very good.
“What’s the matter Kelly, see a ghost from the past?” Beth teased me.
Then she looked up into the mirror to address the others. “So now we
come to the climatic end of our tour of Kelly’s life... the grand
surprise finish!”
I was actually getting a little nervous now. Knowing Beth, this could be
literally anything. With so much to choose from, I had no idea what was
up her sleeve. Then she REALLY shocked me.
“So Kelly, what’s the youngest boy you’ve ever had sex with?”
I could feel my face go pale as the blood drained away. First, how could
she possibly have heard about the parties I’d been to lately with my dad
where I had sex with boys less than half my age? Second, and more
important, how could she say something about all that in front of Cassie
and Sue, neither of whom I could picture being all that understanding of
me being involved in family sexual events.
“C’mon, I know it was a long time ago but you can't possibly have
forgotten,” Beth hinted.
Hmmm, a long time ago? Well, that ruled out the recent family sex
parties I’d been going to as a favor to my father. A long time ago?
Suddenly the proverbial light bulb went on over my head. At the same
time my heart skipped a beat as I couldn't believe what I was thinking
could actually be true!
“Ummmmm, thirteen?” I finally answered.
“We have a winner ladies and gentlemen,” Beth announced, “It was a LONG
time ago but our girl her had sex with a thirteen year-old boy and who do
you think it was?”
I assumed Kristi would know but I would have been shocked had the other
two responded. Surprisingly, even Kristi seemed stumped.
“Oh come on girls, think for a minute,” Beth admonished them, “Here’s a
hint... it was December of 1999.”
Kristi was quick to speak up then. “Noooooo, that can’t be right... I
know for a fact that Steve was the only one to have fucked her in all of
that year and he is two years older than she was.”
“Oh really?” Beth giggled, clearly enjoying herself now, “So she never
mentioned anything to you about it? Interesting...”
I had turned around in the seat now to watch as Kristi clearly was
struggling to remember. Hmmmmmm, maybe I hadn’t told her.
“OK, one more hint but this is it,” Beth finally resumed, “He’ll be here
for the wedding and he’s going to be ‘legal’ for Kelly to fuck after she
gets married.”
Well why not just come out say his first name was Jim? Yes, the guy she
was talking about was my fiancé's younger brother by three years. While
I was dating Steve way back then Jim was always eyeballing me and trying
to look up my skirt so one day while I was waiting around for Steve and
Jim was being especially horny I gave him a bit of show and one thing led
to another...
“You fucked his brother?” Carried was the first to catch on. The other
two immediately understood and a collective gasp ensued, followed by a
barrage of questions.
Meanwhile, I was doing some thinking myself. Wow, this was probably
about the last thing I had expected. How had Beth even gotten in contact
with him? Who gave her his phone number or address - Steve or his mom?
It had to b Steve as his mother would never have gone along with me
fucking his brother. Although legally that wouldn’t have been incest, it
was close enough that I knew she wouldn’t have been cool about it. So my
loving fiancé had helped arrange for his brother to fuck me at my
bachelorette party? Wow, have I ever mentioned how much I love that
guy!!
At least I assumed that was what had been arranged. Then again, not
everything tonight had gone exactly to what I had always figured would be
my final party as a single woman. I didn't even know he was in town yet
as I had been told both he and his sister would not be coming in until
the day before the wedding. That brought something else to mind - what
about Sharon? Now THAT would be REALLY wild. Back when we were teens I
knew she had a crush on her brothers, especially Steve. It use to make
me feel so hot to see her squirm when I would tell her about how her
brother had last fucked me, knowing that she wanted so bad to experience
that for herself. Steve had never shown one iota of interest in his
sister though, so she could only play with herself and fantasize.
“Sharon?” I said to Beth. She immediately deciphered by question and
answered, “No, I couldn't get hold of her so she won’t be here for
anything.”
Everyone in back was still jabbering about this new tidbit concerning my
sexual past - even though it was almost twelve years ago. I wondered
where Beth had arranged for us to meet and I quickly got my answer as she
took the exit for Steve’s house. Damn, that meant he must be there.
What about his mom? I knew Steve was out with his buddies for his own
party so he wouldn't be there but I couldn't imagine anything like this
going on when Steve’s mom was home.
It was like Beth was reading my mind. “Don’t worry Kelly, your mom is
helping out with this one.” I looked at her, not quite understanding
what she meant so she explained, “She asked Steve’s mom to go out with
her dress shopping so the coast will be clear.”
“And he knows everyone is going to be there?” I asked.
Beth shrugged and answered, “Well... sort of.”
“Sort of...” What kind of answer was that? I pressed her for more and she
finally admitted that he only knew about coming by with her and not the
other three.
“So is he single, married, girlfriend...?” I asked, fascinated by this
turn of events.
“Oh he’s VERY single,” Beth laughed, “And trust me, he still has the hots
for you, especially when I showed him a few of those photos of you in the
pink panties.
“Beth!” I exclaimed, genuinely shocked. How could she have shown ANYONE
nude photos of me? OK, so I was just topless but still...
“Hey, he’s going to be family soon so I figured what’s the big deal. Not
like he hasn't seen you naked before anyway.”
We soon arrived at the small house Steve’s mom had rented when she and
her son had moved back to the area last summer. With Steve moving out, I
wondered if she would keep renting it or move into something else. It
wasn’t all that much but it was located in a pretty high-class area of
town so I imagined it still must have cost her a pretty penny in rent.
“Well, let’s go surprise Jim,” Beth said to everyone as we opened the
doors and piled out.
Beth rang the doorbell and who should appear but Jim! Wow, he had
certainly grown but then he was thirteen the last time I’d seen him and
now he was twenty five. Damn, he was smoking hot!
“Kelly?” he asked, looking at me. I nodded and he smiled, “Steve was
right, you DO look even more fantastic than ever.”
Then he looked at the crowd behind me and I could see the curiosity in
his face. I introduced Beth first, explaining that she was the one who
had made contact with her.
“Yeah, I figured it was all just another one of Steve’s practical jokes,”
he laughed, “Can you blame me?”
Then he seemed to realize the awkward position we all were in and invited
everyone inside. We moved into the living room where Beth introduced the
others. Jim seemed a little uncertain about the situation as he had just
said, who could blame him?
“So I suppose you’re wondering what is going on,” Beth finally said,
addressing the elephant in the room. Jim just shrugged and so she
continued, “I told you it was Kelly’s bachelorette party, didn’t I?”
Jim nodded, keeping rather reserved for the moment, unwilling to show his
hand quite yet.
“And you said you would be interested in having sex with your brother’s
fiancé before the wedding, am I right?”
Jim just nodded again but I noticed his face seemed a little red this
time. Beth was about to continue when he suddenly spoke up, “But that
was suppose to be between me and you.”
His face reddened even more when the whole room erupted into a symphony
of giggles and snickers.
“I guess your brother hasn’t told you much about his fiancé then, has
he?” Beth Said, seeming to enjoy playing poor Jim like a prize fish.
“What do you mean by that?” he asked.
“Oh nothing....,” Beth came back as more giggles followed. “Soooooo, do
you want to fuck the girl or not?”
Jim’s eyes opened wider and he looked at Beth like she was some Martian
or something. “I don’t get it.”
Again, who could blame him? When he knew me I was just a young girl who
had only had sex with one boy - his brother. Since it appeared that
Steve hadn’t filled him in much on me, that meant he knew nothing about
my class slut days, the college escapades, escorting, and especially
incest. SO now out of the blue he was facing five girls, four he'd never
met before (maybe Kristi but that would have just been in passing since
she wasn't even having sex yet in those days), and he was being grilled
about having sex with his brother’s fiancé. It was enough to make most
any guy blush!
“Sounds like you need to have a talk with your brother,” Beth scolded him
playfully. “Meantime, obviously Kelly is willing or why would we be
here?”
Jim turned to me finally and asked, “And Steve is OK with this?”
I hesitated. Technically I'd never talked to him about Jim other than
maybe a few times when I tried to learn what he was doing these days.
Steve had always been rather vague about him and I got the feeling that
maybe they’d had a falling out or something. I could have been wrong of
course, especially since Jim was here now for the wedding, but in any
case I knew just about nothing about Jim’s life in the past twelve years,
let alone how Steve felt about me having sex with his brother. Still, if
it was OK for him to fuck my cousin, aunt and even my mother, then what
was wrong with me doing his brother?
“Steve and I have an... understanding,” I finally said.
“So let’s quit yapping and start fucking, what do you say guys?” Beth
urged us on.
“Steve’s room?” Jim asked. There wasn't a spare bedroom in the house so
I assumed he was sleeping on the rollaway bed in the living room which
was why he undoubtedly assumed that we’d use Steve’s bed.
“Sounds good to me!” I agreed, standing up to join him. As we walked to
the bedroom the rest of the girls followed making Jim pause.
“Ummmmm, they aren’t coming in too, are they?”
“It’s her bachelorette party dummy,” Beth said before I could answer,
“What do you expect, us to stay out here and play cards?”
“Trust me Jim, if you knew what’s already happened today....” I said
softly, tugging at him to get into the bed.
Just as Jim knew nothing about me for all practical purposes, I didn't
know anything about him either. Sure he was acting shy but for all I
knew he could be a porn star back in California. Then again, he could
also be a priest so who could say? It was in interesting situation to
say the least!
“So how does this work?” he asked once we were both seated on the bed.
“Why don’t we undress first?” I offered. He couldn't help but look at
our audience so I assured him everything was OK and tried to get him to
just ignore them.
“Yeah right... easy for YOU to say,” he said a bit glumly.
Still, he didn't resist when I started to unbutton his shirt and slipped
it off of him. I knew every pair of eyes in the room was on his chest as
I exposed him. Damn, this guy worked out!
Jim returned the favor, undressing me until I was naked in just my heels.
He whistled softly as he stared at my body.
“Whoa, you’ve certainly grown up,” he said in a low voice.
Considering the last time he’d seen me I didn't hardly qualify for a
training bra and my legs were thin as rails it didn't surprise me but I
still felt good about the compliment. Indeed, my boobs were a LOT bigger
now and I like to think I have a pretty good figure. The funny thing is
now that I am older I have less pussy hair than when I was fourteen.
Back then I was so proud to have what I had, even if it was just short
and fuzzy. Now I was shaved bare.
Jim stood and removed his jeans and boxer shorts. Again, every eye was
on him and even I was impressed. Damn, now I knew who had the biggest
dick in the house and it wasn't even a contest. Steve was maybe a bit
above average and I was quite satisfied with his equipment. But Jim....
damn! It was only semi-hard but already was thicker than Steve’s and
looked to be maybe eight inches at least. And this guy was still single?
Jim glanced around again so I asked, “What’s the matter Jim, never did it
in front of people before?”
“As a matter of fact.... no,” he replied.
Once again his face was getting red. At the same time his dick didn't
appear to be shy, growing in size and hardness the longer we went. “I
take it that YOU have though?”
Yet again he was met with a chorus if giggles which made him all the more
curious. I just gave him a seductive grin and answered, “Why don’t you
ask your brother about that...” Gripping his shaft in my hand, I could
barely get my fingers all the way around it. “Now this is what I call a
dick.”
Jim didn't say anything but I heard him draw a breath as I started to
stroke him with my hand. Not only was he bigger than his brother, but he
was a lot hairier as well, practically a bear rug. On the beach that
would have been a turn-off for me but at the moment my eyes were focused
on his crotch and I couldn't wait to bury my face in that lush forest
that was at the base of his incredible cock.
“This is insane,” he muttered as I pushed him onto his back with his legs
hanging over the side of the bed, laying to the side of him and putting
my arm over him so my face was resting on his stomach with his dick right
up against my lips. Although he was only seeing the back of my head, the
rest of them had a courtside view.
“Oh god,” he groaned as I licked him slowly, working up the length of him
and then up and over the lip of his head and then to the very tip.
I opened wide - really wide, and finally had him in my mouth. God, he
was huge! I’d had bigger dicks but it had been a long time since I’d had
one this big.
The girls were all watching intently, especially Kristi. Was there a
hint of jealousy in her eyes? Something told me that Jim was going to
busier than he may have thought during his visit. I wondered if Steve
would tell him about me and my parents? Technically Jim would be
qualified to fuck my mother, even if she was still married, once Steve
and I tied the knot. Would Steve be willing to share? I had no doubt
that Kristi was going to be after him like a bloodhound on the scent but
what about her mother? I knew she as perturbed as a it was that Steve
preferred to fuck my aunt more so than Kristi. Would this be a chance
for her to have revenge sex?
As much as I was enjoying Jim’s dick, I knew that this wasn't going to be
the only time he and I had sex in the upcoming week and I REALLY wanted
to feel that monster inside of me. Leaving Jim on his back, I mounted
him in reverse cowgirl, giving him a nice view of my ass while I would
watch the girls at the same time. Whether I was facing him or not wasn’t
the important thing. With a cock this big I wanted to be the one in
control the first time he entered me. Even though I was already pretty
loose now after being fucked all day, I had no doubt Jim was going to be
a stretch - pun intended. I wondered if Beth had any idea when she was
laying out the schedule what a favor she had done me by leaving Jim until
last?
“Wow!” I exclaimed, grinning at my friends as I pressed down on Jim’s
firm dick.
Like most oversized cocks, he wasn’t steel hard the way smaller dicks get
when they are erect but he was still plenty stiff to get the job done.
As much as I was ready for it, I still couldn't help but gasp as my pussy
felt like it was being split in two when that monstrous head began to
press in me. I held myself in place, pausing for a moment to acclimate
myself to his size and then allowing myself to drop down a bit more.
“Fuck he’s big!” I exclaimed to their delight as I got maybe the first
inch or two in me and then had to hold on for a minute or so to catch my
breath. Jim had his hands now on my hips, helping to steady me as I
wiggled on his cock, working it slowly deeper and deeper inside of me.
Finally I bottomed out, my ass meeting his bushy crotch. I would have
sworn I felt him up in my stomach!
“Oh boy, this is incredible,” I bragged to them, pleased to see Kristi
especially getting hornier by the minute. I knew she was most likely
hoping I would eventually offer to share with her but this was MY
party... and his was MY dick.
Once I got use to the weird sensation of such a large cock in me, I
started to slowly work it in and out of me. I didn’t have to raise up
much to make it stimulate my pussy I a way different from very other dick
I’d taken so far today. It was just... different, what more can I say?
Once I’d ridden him for a while and my pussy was taking him more easily,
I raised up and off of him and flopped down beside him on my back. He
took the mount and got on top, fucking me missionary style. I loved the
feeling of him over me, pounding that incredible piece of meat into me.
From there we spooned, making sure I was facing the audience. It was so
erotic. Not only was I being fucked by a guy I hadn’t fucked in almost
twelve years, he was my fiancé's brother and I was doing him in front of
four of my closest friends.
Finally I was on my hands and knees as he fucked me doggy style. I loved
the way he grabbed my hips and pulled and pushed me back and forth in
rhythm with his thrusts. My boobs swung under me until I collapsed down
to my elbows, pushing them into the pillow under me.
“You can cum in me,” I gasped as my second orgasm dwindled down.
He was like a fucking machine, not taking break or pausing even for a
moment. I was also impressed with his staying power as most guys would
have cum a long time earlier the way he was fucking me.
One thing about Jim, he was what I call a “silent fucker”. None of the
dirty talk or even few words here or there. The entire time he was
either quiet or groaning but never anything I could make out in terms of
words. Even when I invited hi to cum in me he didn't respond - at least
not in words. But then the silence broke at least for a couple words...
“I’m cumming,” he gasped. Hmmmmmm, two words or three? Does a
contraction count as just one? It didn't matter as all I cared was that
he DID cum AND he was cumming inside of my pussy.
Rather than plunge deep into me the way most guys do when they cum, Jim
actually pulled out until just the head of his dick was in me. The
result was I had much more of a sensation when his sperm shot into me
than I would have had he cum six to eight inches deeper inside of me. It
also had the effected that after he came and pulled out, it was like a
river of cum quickly followed and dripped onto the bed. Oh well, it
wasn't like it was the first time these sheets had cum on them!
I feel forward, totally exhausted. Damn, what a day and what a way to
end it! I felt totally fucked out, totally satisfied. Now that he had
cum, Jim quickly dressed as if he was embarrassed to be seen naked any
longer than necessary.
I looked around and saw the grins on everyone’s faces and felt really
good about myself at that moment. Beth had promised me the greatest
bachelorette party ever and boy had she delivered!
THE END