0 comments/  18158 views/  1 favorites

The Lingerie Party

By: Meren



Our story begins with nine women in a large room sitting around in sexy lingerie talking about their sexual conquests. The women, Rebecca Springs, Shelly Francis, Donna Flowers, Paula Auden, Christine Victoria, Clarise Dean, Yvette Holloway, Lauren Ramsey, and Sheryl Brown all arrived at around the same time. The oldest Yvette Holloway who was a Cabaret dancer in Paris during WW2 went first. She was still stunning at age 72. 

Her story goes back to WW2. She was dancing in the Cabaret and met a twenty two year old gentleman. He was an English spy named Darien Baldwin. She was dancing and Darien came in and though, he had plenty of girls to choose from he couldn't keep his eyes of Yvette. She had grown up both in the U.S. and Paris. Her mother married a U.S. Serviceman during WW1, Sergeant Frank Holloway. Her mothers name was Gabriella Cantona. Yvette wanted to live in paris and so did her mother so Sergeant Holloway complied in 1938. At the time Yvette was 13 and studying ballet. When WW2 began Sergeant Holloway enlisted in the French armed forces. He was killed trying to defend France from the German Blitzkrieg. At 16 young Yvette got a job in the Cabaret and soon became a star. On the night she met Darien Baldwin she had just tossed her bra into the crowd. When she saw Darien studying her ever curve in awe. After her performance she put on a robe and walked over to his table and introduced herself. 

Yvette Holloway- I'm Yvette.

Darien Baldwin- My names Darien. Can we go someplace quiet.

Yvette Holloway- Sure, we can go up to my apartment.

Darien Baldwin- That would be fine. 

When they arrived in her apartment. 

Darien Baldwin- Listen I'm an English Spy and I need you to get this message to the French resistance. 

Yvette Holloway- I want the Nazi's out as bad as you do. I have friend who can get you out safe with the message. 

Darien Baldwin- Thank you, I also wanted to ask you if you would like to dance. You are the sexiest dancer on that stage.

Yvette Holloway- I get my looks from my mother. 

Darien Baldwin- My full name is Darien Edgar Baldwin. Edgar was my fathers name. 

Yvette Holloway- Darien is a sexy name. My last name is Holloway.

Darien Baldwin- your father was American. 

Yvette Holloway- Yes, but my mother is French. 

Darien Baldwin- come with me to the underground. I'm being sent to the States. 

Yvette Holloway- I can't, my mother is here. 

Darien Baldwin- Then give me one night to remember you by. 

Yvette Holloway- I'd like that. Your a sweet young man. 

Yvette undressed showing Darien her who sexy body as he pulled her warm body close to his. They made love to each other by candlelight. Darien kissing her legs, arms, breasts, neck, and forehead. Yvette holding on tight wanting just to hold Darien forever and feel his loving hands upon her body. She sat on top of his cock under the sheets. They wrapped blankets around each other as they fucked. The next morning Yvette found her friend and got Darien safely to the Underground. They parted with a kiss. 9 months later Yvette had a baby boy who she named Darien Jr. All she had to remember Darien Baldwin his father by was a tattered old photo taken the night they met. She tried and tried to find Darien again and he tried to find her. Both thought the other was dead. Darien was now 76 years old. He lived in New York but had traveled to Los Angeles to look up an old war Buddy. For no reason at all he asked his buddy Max Crow to see the phone book. He found in it a Miss Yvette Holloway and told Max about it. 

Max Crow- I think you should check it ou.

Darien Baldwin- I will. 

SO Darien set out in search of Miss Yvette Holloway. Neither one of them had ever married. Yvette was at her next door neighbors Paula Auden for the party. Yvette was wearing a luxorious terry-lined satin robe in a rich paisley print of mind calf length. The next one to tell her story was Paula Auden. Who at 22 was the youngest of the nine women. She had a beautiful body and loved to put her hair in a ponytail. She originally was in Illinois but moved to California with her boyfriend she had met him on a trip to Ohio. His name was Chad Vincent. Chad was also 22 and was a personal trainer at Guido Ricardo's Health Club. Guido took over the business from it's previous owner after faithfully working for the man for twenty years. Chad was 6-3 and 230 pounds. He had short dirty blonde hair, hazel eyes and firm muscles all over. Chad took over for Guido as Head personal trainer when Guido took over the business two years ago. But Chad left for California with Paula. She talks about this night about the 1st weekend they spent together. Paula was in Ohio on Business and went looking for a fitness club. She happened to know of the one Chad worked at. See he told her about it in one of his letters to her. Paula didn't tell Chad she was coming in. She figured to surprise him with a visit. She paid the woman at the front desk the daily workout fee for non members. She rode the stationary bike first, she had on a pair of skintight white workout shorts and a kiwi sport bra top. She saw Chad walk by and decided to change into something sexier to workout in. So she put on a black bike unitard. She saw Chad again and asked him to help her workout. He was shocked to see Paula. She was so sexy he just wanted to make slow passionate love to her. It was 7 in the evening on a Friday night when she arrived. The club closed at 9 but Chad closed up and usually stayed until at least 10 to relax in the Whirlpool. 

Paula Auden- So Chad will you work me out.

Chad Vincent- Yes, I'm just surprised to see you.

Paula Auden- I though I'd come here and shock you. 

Chad Vincent- don't worry, I know just how we will spend tonight. 

Paula Auden- I hope you do, because I just want to feel your body next to mine. 

Guido Ricardo- So Chad who is this lovely lady. 

Chad Vincent- My date for tonight and another new Client. 

Guido Ricardo- keep up the good work and you might someday just break my record. 

Guido leaves back to the office and Chad begins to work out with Paula until closing. Then she showers and meets him in the Whirlpool. He goes over to her puts his arm around her and begins to kiss her shoulder. Then he began kissing her breasts and rubbing her pussy. They got out of the Whirlpool and changed. Paula put on a leopard print mini dress and Chad put on a pair of parachute pants and a sweater. They left the Club arm and arm and Chad drove Paula to his Cabin for the weekend. It was close to Valentines day and very cold. Chad made a fire and the two of them cuddled up under an afghan. Paula had on a hot pink satin negligee and Chad had on a pair of gray boxers and no shirt. Paula was running her soft silky hands all over Chad's chest, Feeling his bulging muscles. They kissed making it so hot in the Cabin that the windows steamed up. Chad carried Paula to the bed right next to the fire. He turned off the other lighting and they made love by candlelight and firelight. Kissing each other all over. Paula was only halfway through her story. Two men had been outside watching the women through a telescope from across the street. They were Ken Dawson a bald man with glitter on his head and his partner Lance McDowell. They looked at these women with bad intentions in mind. In the meantime Paula continued her story. 

Paula and Chad continued to kiss each other by both Candle and firelight. Chad took Paula in his arms caressing her body. He kissed her breasts as he pulled her closer to him. her arms wrapped around his neck and she kissed her forehead. Chad then slowly slid his cock into Paula's waiting pussy. She wrapped her legs around his back and arms around his neck as he kissed her neck all over. They eventually fell asleep under a couple quilts on the floor next to the fire. The next morning Chad made Paula breakfast and afterwards they made love again. That evening they went out to dinner and then went back to Chad's apartment and made slow sensuous love on his couch. 

The next woman to tell her story was Shelly Francis a stripper from Texas who also worked in New York and now was working in California. Her story takes place while trying to get a job in a New York strip club. She was on a New York Radio show about Sexual fantasies with host Leonard Reeves. Reeves told her to strip for him. She had on a pair of Jeans and a midriff top showing off her sexy stomach. She took her top off and then pulled off her jeans revealing a pair of white lace panties in which you could see the image of her pussy because of the tightness of the panties. 

Leonard Reeves- I'll make sure you get a job here.

Shelly Francis- I look that Good!

Leonard Reeves- your the sexiest woman ever on this show. What would one of your biggest fantasies be. 

Shelly Francis- to have sex over the airwaves. 

Leonard Reeves- That can be arranged. 

Shelly Francis- I've heard about you for years.

Leonard Reeves- I'm 42 years old and have been in this business for 15 yrs. Do you want me sexually. 

Shelly Francis- it would be fun and exciting to have you fuck me over the air. 

Leonard Reeves- Then lets devote tomorrow nights show to it. 

Shelly Francis- I can't wait. 

At this point Lauren Ramsey cuts in with her story. She is 24 and also has a story to tell about Leonard Reeves. She had sex with him a week before Shelly. Lauren met him at a bar recognizing his voice and walked up to his table.

Lauren Ramsey- are you Radio personality Leonard Reeves.

Leonard Reeves- yes beautiful I am. 

Lauren Ramsey- you meeting anyone in particular tonight. 

Leonard Reeves- I think I just found her. Would you like to come back to my place for drinks. 

Lauren Ramsey- of Course. 

They go back to Leonard's place and have a couple glasses of champagne. Lauren licks it out of the glass. She gets up on the bar flipping up her dress, revealing the fact she wasn't wearing any panties. She begged Leonard to fuck her on the pool table. They still had cloths on and Leonard spread Lauren out and pushed her breasts up against the table and felt her pussy with his hand, unzipped his pants and stuffed his thick cock inside her love tunnel. Then she got on her knees and he fucked her some more. He turned her around and started to kiss her stomach and began frenching her pussy. Then he took her in the kitchen and fucked her pussy with a carrot, while he got her up the ass. when he was ready to cum he unleashed his load all over her tits. Then Shelly Francis finished her encounter with Mr. Reeves. On the night of the taping Shelly came in with a long trench coat and nothing underneath. Microphones were placed all over the studio to capture the sounds. Shelly's pussy was very wet when they began. She started by sucking on Leonard's cock to make it nice and hard for her ass. He sprawled her on the desk and started to fuck her ass hard. Then he flipped her over sticking his cock in her pussy and licking her breasts. Needless to say that nights show got ratings higher then ever before. The session lasted a half hour between Shelly and Leonard. Next to go with her story was Donna Flowers a school Principal who seduced the Janitor of her school Don Elmore. Donna was 41 yrs old and Don was 26 yrs of age. One afternoon after School he was called into her office. She knew he was single and she thought he was sexy. 

Donna Flowers- Don I called you in her because I want you to be my Stud Muffin. 

Don Elmore- I'm very flattered.

Donna locks the door behind him and takes off her overcoat. She had on a red lace bra, black stockings with red flowers and red panties with a black garter belt. She sat Don in her office love seat and sat next to him wrapping her leg around his as she began to kiss him and caress his body. She took off his shirt and kissed his chest. She unzipped his pants and started to kiss his inner thighs. She then leaned back on her desk and took off her bra and panties. She handcuffed Don's hands to the desk with two sets of handcuffs and she wrapped her legs around his back forcing his cock into her pussy. She was leaning up against the desk asking his whole member inside her. She undid the handcuffs and let Don caress her body. He caressed her breasts and sexy legs. Pushing his cock farther into her. When they were done they frenched. Donna and Don carried on with each other as lovers for months. To this day they still are lovers and have even gone out on a few normal non sexual dates. Most of the time they made love in Donna's office. Don had chances to leave and bid on higher paying Janitorial jobs but chose always to stay where Donna was. 

Our Next story is told by three of the women. Clarise Dean a 39 yr old Widow of a Millionaire had her own live in lover and escort Blake Fuller. She sometimes shared Blake with her neighbors Rebecca Springs and Christine Victoria. Blake was 20, Christine 26 and Rebecca was 29. One evening Blake had sexual encounters with all three. 1st he did Christine in her bedroom on her round bed. She had on a long robe and nothing underneath. He kissed and caressed her breasts, rubbed her feet and kissed her shoulders. He was fucking her when Rebecca walked into the room and joined in. She began rubbing Christine's clit while Blake fucked her. While this was going on Rebecca was using a dildo on Christine's ass. Rebecca and Christine began kissing each other and caressing each other while Blake went back and forth between the two of them fucking them in the ass. They were on their hands and knees kissing each other. Then Rebecca got on top of Blake's cock and Christine sat on his face. The two women continued to kiss and Blake was fucking one and then frenching the other ones pussy. When Blake was through with the two of them he went over to Clarise in the hot tub. He got in and began kissing her all over her precious body. Clarise and Blake then went out to dinner. Blake Fuller- To see you like this tonight is like the cherry on top of the Ice Cream. 

Clarise Dean- your so sweet Blake. I want you to be mine forever. When we get back home lets lock ourselves in my bedroom and make love for hours. 

Blake Fuller- I very much want to make passionate love to you from dusk until dawn. 

They got back home and go straight to the Master Bedroom.

Clarise puts on a long sexy silk nightie. Blake takes her in his arms kissing her neck everywhere and moving down her breasts. He slowly slips off her nightie and gives her a massage next to the bedroom fire. He massages and caresses every part of her body. They get into bed and touch each other all over. Blake slowly slides his cock into her awaiting wet pussy. He gave her what she wanted from him. They made love for hours. The happiest occurrence though was 9 months later when Blake and Clarise had a bouncing baby boy. After their long sexual encounter Blake and Clarise stayed in bed most of the next day. Blake only got up to make Clarise dinner in bed. They shared together a steak and a Pineapple salad.

* * * * *

The Lingerie Party Part 2

Now for our next story.

Sheryl Brown was an owner of a chain of shoe stores one of her employee's was Bill Stone. Sheryl was 45 and Bill was a brash young 21 year old Store manager. Each store sold a different type of shoe. Some sold only athletic shoes, others just woman's shoes. Stone was the manager at one of Shery's athletic shoe stores. She came in one day at closing time to talk with Bill. She had on a short Navy Blue Skirt and a Suit Jacket. She asked Bill a question. 

Sheryl Brown- Bill do you want to move up in this company. 

Bill Stone- Yes!

Sheryl Brown- Your new job is to be seen with me. You will be my lover and escort on business trips. Do you have a problem with that?

Sheryl sealed the deal with a long passionate kiss. Bill was a virgin at the time and tried to fight Sheryl's seduction off. he gave in to his desires and began kissing Sheryl's neck. They went back in the store room and began fucking on the couch. They didn't bother to take off their cloths. Bill just pulled down Shery's panties and stuck his stiff cock in her pussy. They went at it for hours in every imaginable position. After they were finished Bill received a raise and an executive position in the company. Now our story takes a strange turn. Ken Dawson and Lance McDowell barge into the house and attempt to attack the women but are stopped by Blake Fuller who was in the next room, Darien Baldwin who had just arrived outside and was sitting next door on Yvette's porch. Bill Stone also helped stop Dawson and McDowell he had been in Paula's basement. Dawson was 51 yrs old and McDowell was 37 years of age. The police arrived to haul them away. Yvette Holloway and Darien Baldwin recognized each other immediately and made love next door at Yvette's home. 

Yvette Holloway- How did you find me?

Darien Baldwin- I was in town and by accident for some unknown reason wanted to look in the phone book. That's where I found your name and address. I figured it had to be you. 

Yvette Holloway- Nine months after you left I had a baby boy and named him Darien jr. 

Darien Baldwin- so he would be 54 now. Do you have any photos of him. 

Yvette Holloway- He knows your his father. I only had that one tattered photo of you to look at all these years. Here is the box of photos I have of Darien Jr. 

They looked at the photo's of him for hours then called Darien Jr. And his wife up who live in San Diego. Darien jr. played professional soccer and now is a broadcaster.

Darien Jr- yes Mom what is it 

Yvette Holloway- your father and I finally found each other again after all these years. 

Darien Jr.- I'll be there tomorrow afternoon. 

The next day Darien Jr. His wife Melody and their 16 yr old son Jason went to L.A. to meet Darien Sr. It was a fabulous reunion after all the years had gone by trying to find each other. Paula Auden and Chad Vincent were next door sitting by the fire making wild passionate love. Despite all that happened the night before with the break in. The party was a smash and Paula was showing Chad what she learned as they ate dinner naked by the fire and made love to each other again and again and again.

The Lingerie Party



I have been reading the Literotica stories for several months now, and it always strikes me that people have very vivid imaginations. There is something special about a real story and I have a special memory from 1998 that fits the bill.

My wife, Sue, had suffered a breakdown in the car, and the whole experience had made her rather nervous. It had only been a minor fault, but by her own admission she was a real novice and had no knowledge of how cars work. A friend of mine at work mentioned that the local college ran an evening class in car maintenance aimed specifically at women. Sue was very keen and enrolled the same day. So, every Tuesday she spent 2 hours with a room full of other women learning how to change tyres and the like.

She had a ready made new circle of friends, and soon the evening classes led to evenings out. Midway through the second term she said that the "girls" were due a night out and she knew a neighbour that organised lingerie parties. She fancied holding one at home, but wanted to ensure that I was prepared to go out for the evening as the rules were strictly "girls only." That was easy, I agreed to a night when there was a big ball game on and joined some mates at a bar where they had a large TV and cold beer! With the kids packed off to relatives the coast was clear for Sue and her naughty nighties.

I had strict instructions and agreed not to arrive home before 11 o'clock, although Ken didn't drop me off until gone midnight. As I entered the back yard I could hear women's voices and realised that not all the girls had gone. I knocked carefully on the back door, Sue opened it immediately and told me that the party was really over and the girls were just finishing up their drinks. As they were all fully clothes I might as well come in. So I cracked a beer from the fridge and went into the lounge where the girls were all lounging about, obviously well watered judging from the empty wine bottles scattered about.

I made the usual quips about peek-a-boo bras etc and the girls made the usual comments about "bet you wish you'd been here" and we chattered away peacefully, some of the girls were obviously dozing off, it was relaxing.

It was the organiser, Ruth, who broke the ice. She started on about it being a pity I hadn't been around earlier as they had no-one to model the boys underwear. I laughed that it was just as well 'cause they might not have had a pair small enough. One of the girls quipped back "that's not what Sue says," and Sue went bright pink while those who were still awake grinned and giggled. I replied "Well I'm not exactly hung like a horse if that's what you mean." Sue turned to Ruth and said "why don't we get him a pair to test - and we'll let the girls decide." 

I laughed, it was obviously just banter, until one of the girls said "well only if we can choose the clothes." I looked at Sue and my look must have said volumes because she mouthed back "it's only for fun." Ruth was rummaging in her suitcase and produced a rather minimal pair of trunks with a g-string back. To a chorus of approval she threw them to me and said "Go on it'll help my sales figures." Sue backed her up "Go and change then give us a twirl." I thought "what the hell" and went into the hall. Quickly I donned the trunks, adjusting them carefully for maximum coverage, a rather difficult task, and then re-entered the room. To my surprise all the girls were wide awake, Sue later told me that she woke them all up, and as I paraded up and down I could hear the appreciative calls "nice body,"

"that's OK" and the like coming from the girls. I went to sit down but one of the girls had another set of briefs in her hand. She threw them at me and said "I'm getting these for my boyfriend, go and try them on."

This new pair were very skimpy. Out in the hall I was trying to stretch the material, as no matter what I did the side of my dick was visible. I was in a dilemma, but Sue was yelling "hurry up" and I reasoned that if I kept moving they wouldn't get a good view. I was wrong. The girl who wanted the set for her man stopped me, commented that they were a good fit and then gently ran her hand around the waistband, giving my swelling dick a good brush as she went past. "I saw that" said Sue, "Well I couldn't resist" said the girl.

Sue then threw some pieces of string at me and said "Last one." In the hall once again I struggled with the thing. It was no good, I was going to be basically naked and the girls were going to get the full effect. By now my dick was at half mast and showing no signs of going away. Once the girls calls had reached fever pitch I nervously edged into the room. "Hurry up" said Sue "The girls want to see why I'm so keen to rush home after college."

I felt very odd, both nervous and excited. The girls were all calling and cheering and my dick was responding as expected. After a while Sue stood up and said "Poor Jim, he's doing all the showing and we're doing all the looking - who wants to repay the favour." 

Two girls immediately stood up and grabbing their tops each revealed a pair of voluptuous breasts. Jiggling them in front of me one of them called "touchies for touchies" and without waiting gave my dick a squeeze. Sue chipped in "Put them away Carol, I meant show him the clothes we've ordered." The girls gradually sloped out to the kitchen, and after much tittering and several shouts of "hurry up" from me they proceeded, one at a time, to parade up and down the lounge. I couldn't believe it, every one was wearing a very revealing outfit. Some had bare breasts, some had even got highly visible pubes, and Ruth wore a silver necklace and nothing else. I was in heaven, and my dick was now at full mast and some. Carol turned to Sue and said "Poor love, I hope we haven't broken it." Sue replied "I think we'd better make him check" and turning to me she said "None of the girls mind if you want to play with it - it's dangerous to leave it like that, it might go off" 

The girls all laughed and Carol turned to me and said "Go on, look at my lovely tits and have one on me" I didn't know what to do, the alcoholic fog was helping some, but my inhibitions were still trying to keep hold of me. The girls persisted and finally one of them said "Look, we've all seen men wank off now get a grip and give it some welly" and reaching over she grabbed the end of it, gave 2 or 3 gentle rubs and said "Do it yourself or I'll do it for you." That was it I took it in my fist and started to slowly work it. "Stand in the middle of the room" yelled Sue, and the girls made a rough circle for me. "Pull back the foreskin" cried one, "Wank it hard" called another "Watch me" cried Ruth as she sunk 3 fingers into her wet hole. That was it I gave it my best shot, surrounded by horny women I didn't last long and was glad that my thin line of cum reached almost to Carol's feet.

I sat down and the girls clapped and cheered.

The party broke up soon after that, each girls gave me a kiss goodnight, and I must have felt a dozen wet pussies as they were all keen to show the effect that the night had on them. According to Sue, most of those pussies were soon filled with hubbies and boyfriends as the horny women disappeared home in search of a good dicking.

It was a one in a million experience - but I'd love to do it again with the same spontaneity and excitement as that first encounter with the lingerie girls as I started to call them.



The Lingerie Party



This story is dedicated to Penny. May all her fantasies cum true. . . 



"OH FUCK, MAE," I screamed as Mae's tongue lashed my pussy. I clutched her head between my legs as my hips thrust into her face. A wave of pleasure crashed over me as my pussy was flooded with my cum. Mae's fingers spread my lips, making way for her tongue to pushing into my dripping pussy. 

"Hmm, I just love the taste of your pussy," Mae breathed as she continued to lick at me, bringing me down from my strong climax.

"God, that felt so fucking good. You certainly know how to make me cum."

Mae slid up the bed until she was lying next to me. She leaned in and pressed her lips to mine. The taste of Mae's pussy, still strong in my mouth, mixed with that of my own as Mae slid her tongue between my lips. Our tongues wrestled briefly before Mae rolled onto her back sinking into the thick pillows.

I rolled onto my side pressing my body up against Mae's. I reached over to her and flicked one of her long nipples. My fingers slid over her smooth skin. I finally let my head sink to her shoulder as my arm wrapped around my friend holding her close. Kevin was traveling again and Mae had decided to keep me company for the night. It is nice to have a warm body in the bed with me, and I will never pass up an opportunity to lick Mae's pussy.

"Oh, before I forget again," Mae started, "I'm going to be hosting a lingerie party Friday night. It will be a few of the girls from the office. I've been setting it up with Jan, it should be a lot of fun. I'd love it if you could make it."

My hand slid to her left breast cupping it. "I can't think of anything on Friday, Kevin won't be back until Sunday. So sure, I'd love to come."

I felt Mae's finger's slid up my arm and drop to my right nipple, pulling at the tender flesh. "Good," Mae murmured, "I think you'll like this group. There are couple of the girls that have been getting a little frisky recently when we have gone out for drinks after work."

"What kind of frisky?" I inquired, my fingers starting to travel over Mae's taught abs.

"Liz was getting very friendly with everyone last week. She was kissing both Penny and myself and even grabbed on of my tits. She's a fit little dirty blond, you'll love her. But she seems to be a little reluctant still. She shied away when I tried to grab her ass under her skirt."

I let my fingers wander down to the little triangle of hair above Mae's pussy. "You were getting too close, I think."

"Maybe," she offered giving my nipple, that she had been holding, a tiny twist. 

"Oh is that they way you want to play?" I asked jumping on top of Mae. I straddled her lithe form, and grabbed her firm tits in my hands. I pinched her nipples and pulled them sharply.

Mae moaned, arching her back. Her hips bucked under mine. She grabbed my ass and pulled me up toward her. Soon my hips were positioned above her hungry mouth. I felt her lips warp around my labia, sucking it into her mouth. 

I moaned as her tongue plunged into me. Mae's hands massaged my ass, pulling me into her mouth. I reached behind me groping for her pussy. My hand soon found her hot opening already well lubricated. My fingers glided over her moist lips as her tongue lashed at my pussy. I pushed one finger and then another into her entrance. They slid in with ease. 

I needed to taste her. I pulled my fingers from Mae's dripping pussy and sucked the sweet juices from my slick fingers. My senses were filled with her intoxicating aroma. I spun around and dropped my head between her legs. Mae's pussy glistened in front of me. "I'm going to make you fucking cum," I declared. 

"Oh, fuck, Lisa, your tongue feels so good on my pussy. Oh shit, I'm going make you fucking cum for this."

I cried out and buried my face into the gorgeous cunt before me. Mae and I sank into the sixty nine savoring the flavor of the other's pussy, our tongues deep in the each other's wet cunts.





The Lingerie Party



As her back was to Carol, Carol reached out and let her hand slid over Penny's ass. "I love the way that the shear fabric from the front covers the entire back," she stated.

Penny quickly sat back down, looking a little turned on, and little unsure of how to take Carol's comment and caress.

Next it was my turn. I picked up the bag in front of me and started to try to feel through the paper what it contained. This did not feel like underwear. It felt hard, and cylindrical. "Oh," I cried, "My bag contains a toy. A vibrator."

"Open it up and find out," Jan replied.

I pulled open my bag and extracted a long slender sliver toy. "Oh my," I gasped, "This is just what I needed." With very little thought I pulled my panties aside, exposing my pussy to the group for the second time that night, and plunged the phallus into my sopping cunt. "Oh, god that feels so fucking good," I moaned.

I felt a hand on my arm, hindering my ability to fuck my pussy with my shinny new toy. "Let me help you with that," Carol's husky voice drifted up to me. I released my grip on the toy and felt it start to pump into my dripping cunt under Carol's guidance. My hands drifted up to my tits as Carol continued to fuck my pussy with the toy. Her pace was increasing. I clutched at my tits squeezing them through the cups of my corset. My cloths were confining, I needed to get out of them. I ripped at the catches down the front of my corset. My tits sprung free, the corset falling to the couch. I grabbed at my tits, massaging them and pulling fiercely at my nipples; moaning in time with the vibrator pumping into my pussy.

I felt a tongue brushing over my pussy. Opening my eyes, I tried to focus on what was happening between my legs. My mind was clouded with lust. I realized that Carol was lapping at my clit as she continued to push the toy inside me.

"Carol," I moaned, "Your tongue feels so fucking good on my sopping fucking cunt. Eat my fucking pussy, you cunt hungry slut."

Other hands were starting to tentatively reach for me. I looked over and saw Penny reach for my left breast. She clutched it gingerly. "Suck my nipple Penny," I breathed. "Suck on my tits."

She lowered her head and I felt her tongue snake across my breast. Her lips locked over my nipple and sucked it into her mouth, her tongue swirling over it. Marina watched her sister suck on my tit with great interest.

"Oh, fuck Carol, I'm going to fucking cum," I cried. I pulled Penny's head against my chest trying to steady myself as my hips bucked into Carol's face. This seemed to encourage Penny and she reached for my other tit as she increased her suction on the first one. With Penny working my tits and Carol tonguing my clit and toying my pussy I came. My muscles tightened as my hips thrust upward. "OH, FUCK," I screamed. "Fuck, Yeeeesss." Carol pulled the toy from my drenched cunt and lapped at it tenderly, dipping her tongue inside to taste my cum.

"Hmmm, Lisa, your pussy tastes so good," Carol cooed.

Penny had detached herself from my tits and was sitting up. It seemed that the action was over for now. Carol brought the toy to her lips and ran her tongue along its length, savoring my juices. She then offer the toy back to me, still slick with my cum. I took the phallus from her and offered it to Penny. She hesitated at first, and then opened her mouth as I continued to push it toward her. She took the toy fully into her mouth and closing her lips around the base sucked it clean as I pulled it from between her lips.

"Your pussy does taste good," Penny commented, her tongue running along her lips to emphasize her point.

Carol returned to her seat. I adjusted my panties, which had slid back over my satisfied pussy, but saw little reason to put the corset back on, and decided to stay topless for time being. No one seemed to be objecting.

"Well, that is a great toy," I said, "I think I'm going to keep it. Who's next?" This seemed to bring everyone back from their individual reflection on what had just taken place. 

"Oh, I am," said Jada.

Jada guessed she had a baby doll, which turned out to be correct. It was a beautiful lacey piece with a lace up front. However Jada decided that she would prefer to have Penny's teddy.

"Those are rules," Jan chimed in, "Hand it over Penny."

Penny reluctantly stripped from her newly acquired teddy. Jada handed over the camisole and slipped into Penny's former teddy. I wasn't sure who looked better in it, but I enjoyed watching both women undress. Penny pulled the cami over her head, once again hiding her beautiful tits. She then picked up her discarded panties, preparing to put them back on.

"Sorry, Penny," Jan spoke up. "Once an article of clothing has been removed, it can't be put back on, at least not by the person that took it off. You notice that Lisa has not put her corset back on." Jan drew Penny's attention to my bare chest as she spoke.

"But, I only have the cami," she protested.

"Again, sorry, but the rules are the rules."

"Humph," Penny responded unhappily, crossing her legs to conceal her bare pussy.

"Oh, don't be upset, honey," Carol said encouragingly, placing her hand on Penny's thigh. "You have a beautiful pussy and you should never feel bad about showing off your body. Besides, this just means that you can finger yourself all the more easily." She let her hand ride up Penny's leg as she removed it, lightly brushing against the union of Penny's legs.

It was Marina's turn next. She picked up her bag and kneaded it, trying to conclude what it contained. After several minutes she declared the contents to be stockings. Upon opening the bag it was revealed that she was close, but wrong. Marina held up a shear, full body stocking.

"Oh," Carol cried, "Look, it's crotchless."

"Well, lets see it on," someone else called.

Marina was looking at the garment in her hands with obvious trepidation. A chant of 'Put it on' was soon started. After only a couple choruses Marina relented. She reached behind and undid the clasp of her bra. Soon Marina was sitting naked on the couch, pulling the body stocking up her legs. Her breasts swayed with her movements as she wrestled the stocking over her curvy form. The shear fabric was quickly stretched over Marina's lovely body. Her large dark areola showed perfectly through the thin fabric. A small dark triangle of hair perched above her pussy lips, peeking out through the opening in the stocking's crotch. Marina's pussy looked tight, and I thought that I saw the glimmer of a stud in her clit. The body stocking seemed to give Marina more confidence. She spun in place, showing off her shapely ass.

"Can I see that body stocking a little closer?" asked Mae, from the other side of the room.

Marina moved toward Mae, her hips swaying seductively. 

Mae reached out, her fingers gliding over the shear fabric. "It feels so smooth. I bet that feels so sexy on your skin."

"It does, I love the way that this makes me feel. I thought that I would be so self-conscious but it makes me feel sexy."

As Marina spoke I watched Mae's hand drift over Marina's hip and down to the edge of the fabric inches from Marina's pussy lips. Mae lifted the hem between her fingers, examining the craftsmanship. 

"Oh, you have a piercing," Mae exclaimed. She reached a finger toward Marina's pussy and pushed her pierced clit out from between her tight lips. A low moan escaped from Marina. "I just love it," Mae cried. "I bet this feels great when you have your pussy eaten."

Marina took a step back, a sudden bust of shyness retaking her. "Yes, it does feel good, when it gets tongued." I felt that this line of conversation was not making her completely comfortable. She turned and started to move back to her seat at the end of the couch. 

Mae reached out and gave Marina's ass a playful slap as she walked away. "Maybe, I can get a taste of that later."

"She has such a beautiful pussy," Jada said.

"Yes she does," Mae added. "I'm sure it is very tasty. 

"I've never eaten one that wasn't," Jada countered.

"You are so right. Well I guess it's now my turn." Mae reached for the bag, in front of her on the table and started to feel what is inside it. "Oh it feels like a great big cock," she exclaimed, kneading the bag. A murmur went through the room as the idea of another toy took hold in our minds. Finally Mae declared that her bag contained a strap on. Jan instructed her to open it and find out; doing so Mae pulled a thick rubber toy form the bag, with a fat head and prominent veins running over its length. It looked very life like. Attached to the back side of the large rubber member was a harness of leather straps.

"Look at the size of that thing," someone called.

"I am, and it's making my pussy wet," Carol added.

I turned to Carol, "I'm starting to think that we have that in common. Everything makes me wet too." We both laughed.

In one quick move Mae pulled her thin panties off and tossed them aside. She then stepped into the harness of the strap-on, cinching it to her waist. "Ooh, the straps are silk lined, this is so comfortable," Mae cried, as she took hold of the cock waving it in front of the others. I noticed that her pussy lips were pushing seductively through a gap in the strap that passed between her legs. 

"So who wants to be fucked?" Mae asked. She walked in front of the group her new cock in hand. 

As she turned in front of me, I reached out taking her by the hips and pulling her back toward me. I reached between her legs and ran my fingertips lightly over her pussy lips, tracing the seam of her opening. "Your pussy looks so good when you where this," I commented.

Jada reached out and wrapped her hand around the cock protruding from Mae's pelvis. She pulled Mae toward her. Leaning forward Jada enveloped the member with her lips. Her tongue darted over the strap-on as she sucked on the rigid toy. I shifted forward so that I could continue to rub Mae's pussy while Jada was sucking the toy. Her pussy felt so hot under my hand. I pushed a finger into Mae's entrance. She was on fire, so hot, and so wet. My finger slid easily inside her. Mae's pussy felt extra tight from the pressure that the strap was exerting on either side of her pussy lips.

I pulled my finger from Mae's sodden slit; it was coated with her slick juices. From the corner of my eye I noticed that Liz's hand was pressed between her legs. I could see the lust in her eyes. I extended my finger to Liz, offering her a taste of Mae. Knowing Mae, I was certain that her best friend would be very familiar with the flavor of Mae's pussy, though she seemed to hesitate as I extended my finger to her lips. I pressed my dripping finger to Liz's mouth. Once the flavor of Mae touched her lips Liz's tongue flicked out and sucked my finger into her mouth. She sucked on my finger as I pulled it from between her lips, leaving it clean.

"Mae, put that fucking cock, in my fucking pussy," Jada demanded. She was reclined on the couch, her hands holding her knees, spreading her legs wide. The crotch catch of the teddy was open, exposing Jada's ready pussy.

Mae moved forward, pressing the tip of the strap-on to Jada's opening. "Your pussy looks so wet," Mae commented. "I can't wait to push my thick fucking cock into your sopping wet pussy. It's going to make you feel so fucking good."

"My pussy is so fucking wet. I need to feel that fucking toy, in fucking sodden cunt. Fuck me, Mae. Fuck my fucking pussy," Jada cried.

Mae thrust into Jada's cunt, the toy was buried to the hilt.

"Oh, FUCK," Jada screamed. "That feels so fucking good in my fucking pussy."

Mae pulled back slowly, letting the thick cock pull out from Jada's pussy, and then thrust into her again. Mae quickly set up a rhythm that had Jada moaning and begging for more. 

Liz's hand grabbed my ass, turning my attention back to her. I moved toward her, lowering myself into her lap, so that I was straddling her legs and sitting on her lap. Our lips met in an urgent kiss. I felt her hands move up and cup my loose tits as her tongue pushed into my mouth. My fingers slid over her body, her skin was warm and smooth. Her nipples were pushing at the thin cotton of her bra. I could just make out the shape of her areola through the fabric. They were small and dark; a perfect size for her tiny tits. I reached behind her and clawed at the catch of her bra. I pulled the garment off her, exposing her cute little breasts, each topped with a pert nipple. I grabbed at them, kneading her flesh, while her hands moved to my hips and ass.

"Let me help you with that," I heard to my right. Looking over I saw Carol's hand replace Penny's on Penny's bare pussy.

Liz soon had my attention back on her as she pressed her palm into my sodden pussy. I gasped as her fingers danced over my opening. My panties were still in the way, I needed to feel her fingers inside me. Though what I really wanted to was to taste her pussy. Taste her pussy, while she was eating mine.

Carol had moved close to Penny, the two were now kissing playfully while Carol rubbed Penny's pussy and Penny massaged Carol's bare breasts. As I watched their kissing became more insistent. Carol pushed her tongue into Penny's mouth. Penny moaned from the stimulation that her pussy was receiving.

I turned back to Liz, taking her by the shoulders and guiding her to her back on the couch. I quickly slipped out of my panties and climbed on top of Liz. The scent of Liz's arousal wafted up to me as I lowered my head between her legs. I could feel the Liz's breath on my pussy, her lips only inches away. I wasn't sure if she had ever eaten a pussy before, but I was pretty sure it was time for her to start eating mine. I spread my legs, pushing my sopping cunt firmly against her mouth. Her lips started to respond, her tongue tentatively pushed against my bare pussy.

Feeling Liz's tongue brush over my clit was more then I could take. I needed to taste her pussy. I grabbed the crotch of her panties and ripped it aside. The thin material tore as I pulled on it. Tossing away the ruined garment, I slid my fingers over her tender folds. Liz's pussy was wet with desire. I held her lips open as I ran my tongue the length of her slit. Her pussy had a delicious heady flavor that drove me wild with desire. I enveloped her pussy with my mouth, pushing my tongue deep inside her. Liz began to moan as I attacked her pussy. Her own tongue was lashing my sodden cunt with wild abandon.

We lay there intertwined, lost in our bliss. I attempted to draw Liz's cum from her pussy as she caused warm waves of pleasure to wash over me. In the background I could hear the moans of the other women as our party descended into an orgy. Jada began to cry out as she came on Mae's strap-on toy. Listening to her delight seemed to drive Liz over the edge. Her hips bucked into my face. It was all I could do to keep my lips firmly over her pussy, my tongue pushing at her clit. My efforts were soon rewarded as Liz's cum began to seep from between her lips. The taste of her delectable secretion drove me to my climax, my moans and calls of joy added to those around me. Liz and I continued to lay with each other for several minutes, basking in and recovering from our mutual orgasms. 

After a few lovely moments lapping at the cum oozing from Liz's pussy, I sat up and took stock of what was happening around me. Mae and Jada had switched places, and Jada had her head buried between Mae's legs. Mae pulled at her long, firm nipples, while Jada lashed at Mae's clit with her tongue. 

On my other side Carol and Penny were in a similar position. Carol spread Penny's tender folds as she ran her tongue up the length of Penny's slit. Penny moaned as she clutched at her bare breasts. On their far side Jan and Marina were watching while Carol ate Penny.

"Oh, god, Carol, your tongue feels so fucking good on my pussy," Penny cried.

Jan gently stroked Marina's breasts, her fingers flicking over Marina's hard nipples. "Your sister's pussy looks delicious."

Carol raised her head briefly. "It is so very tasty; a hot wet luscious cunt. And there is nothing I love more then hot, wet cunt."

I moved toward Penny, extending my hand to one of her full breasts. Her nipple was thick and firm between my fingers. She moaned louder as I started to tweak it. I lowered my lips to her, taking her nipple into my mouth. My tongue swirled around the sensitive nip. Penny wailed, taking hold of my head with both her hands. She held my head to her breast while I sucked on her nipple. Her hands guided my head up, as she pulled my lips to hers. Penny mashed her lips to mine in a fierce and passionate kiss. Her hand was moving over my body. She paused momentarily on my tits, grasping and clutching at them, before moving down over my belly.

Penny's hand moved over my pussy. Her fingers slid easily over my slick lips, while our tongues intertwined. We moaned into each others mouths as our hot cunts were stimulated by another's hand. My pussy was crying out for more attention. I was on fire, and Penny's fingers were barely skimming over my tender folds. I shifted in an effort to give her better access to steaming center. I was forced to break our kiss in order to allow her proper access to my pussy. Penny's hand rubbed at me urgently as she continued to whimper her testament to Carol's skill at eating pussy.

I rose to my feet and repositioned myself so that I was straddling Penny's head, my pussy inches above her mouth. Penny's tongue attentively snaked from between her lips and brushed over my slick folds. I cried out as her tongue touched my pussy. I could tell that she was new to licking pussy, a little uncertain of what to do. Quickly she realized that she should do what she would like to have done herself. I moaned my encouragement, as her tongue became more confident in its exploration of my dripping cunt.

I watched as Carol took her middle finger into her mouth, sucking on it, and coating it with a thick layer of her saliva. She then took her finger and pushed it into Penny's visibly sodden pussy. It easily penetrated. Carol shifted the attentions of her tongue to Penny's clit.

"Oh, FUCK," Penny screamed as Carol pumped her finger into her pussy. "Oh, that is just what my pussy needed. Fuck my tight hole, with your finger. Oh shit. Give me another finger. Give it to me. I'm so fucking close to cumming."

Jan's hand was now between Marina's legs, sliding over her bare pussy. She moaned softly in time with Jan's ministrations. I leaned forward and placed a hand on one of Marina's lovely tits, squeezing it through the body stocking she still wore. They felt much like her sister's, though a little firmer.

Penny was right on the brink as Carol shoved a second and then third fingers into her sopping cunt. A devilish idea slipped into my mind, I didn't hesitate in fear that my window would close. I leaned forward, crawling over Penny, Carol still pistoning her fingers into her dripping pussy. I pressed my lips to Marina's kissing her forcefully. She responded instantly pushing her tongue into my mouth. Our kiss lasted for several delightful seconds, before I broke it. I pulled back from Marina, tugging at the shear body stocking. I wanted to suck on her thick nipples, and . . . something else.

Penny was moaning behind me as her pussy gushed over Carol's fingers. She locked her lips over Penny's pussy, lapping up the cum that flowed from her hot center. I continued to move backward pulling at Marina's stocking, sliding the shear fabric down her body. Jan cupped one full breast in each hand, massaging them, and pulling at the nipples. The sisters moaned together as carol and Jan pleasured them.

I pushed my hips back a final time, so that my glistening pussy would be in Penny's face. I waited for what seemed like a long minute, feeling Penny's hot breath on my pussy as she came down from her orgasm. Penny's eyes must have been closed while she was cumming as she exclaimed, "Oh my. It looks like someone left me a pussy, and it's so shinny and wet." I breathed in sharply as her hands took hold of my ass cheeks, spreading them wide. "Well I suppose that I might as well eat it, as long as it's here," Penny declared just before her tongue slid over my tender folds.




The Lingerie Party



Penny's tongue felt glorious on my steaming cunt. It lashed at me pushing and prodding into all the right places, she was a natural pussy eater. I moaned with pleasure, my body crying out for further stimulation. 

In front of me Jan and Marina's lips were locked together; I could see their tongues writhing inside their mouths. I reached out for Marina's beautiful tits. Her full globes felt wonderful to my hands as I kneaded them between my fingers. I lowered my lips to her breasts, sucking on her thick nipples. Marina moaned into Jan's mouth. I continued to massage and suckle her tits with one hand while the other slid down to the warmth between her legs. Marina's pussy was slick with her juices. My fingers passed over her triangular tuft, playing across her moist opening. Marina's legs widened, trying to give my hand all the access that it needed. I was sure that she was on fire and needed release.

I pushed a finger into Marina's pussy. She cried out as I explored her depths, pushing my finger as far insider her as I could manage. My extracted finger was slick with a coating of her juices. I brought my hand to my lips sucking the nectar from my finger. Marina's was just about the sweetest pussy that I had ever tasted. I wanted more. I was going to make her cum. 

I noticed that Carol and Jan had moved off together, they were entwined on the floor, each with their tongue deep in the others pussy, and moaning loudly. The room was filled with sounds of sex, wet pussies, heavy breathing, and moans of pleasure. I was lost momentarily in the symphony of orgasms around me. Marina brought me back as she clutched my tits in her hands pulling me toward her mouth. Our lips met, our tongues slid over one another in a passionate kiss. Marina pulled and tweaked my nipples. My hand slid down her body, once again finding the wet warmth of her pussy. This time I pushed two fingers inside her. Again she cried in pleasure. I pushed my fingers deep into her, and then slowly started to fuck her pussy with my fingers. My thumb played over her clit as I pumped her with my fingers. Soon Marina's hips were moving in time with my hand.

I pulled my hand from Marina's pussy and brought it to our lips. Soon my slick, pussy coated fingers were the center of our kiss. Our tongues intertwined around them as we both savored her delicious flavor. 

Leaving my fingers in her mouth, I lowered my head until it was between Marina's legs. She spread herself even wider, inviting me to taste her lovely pussy. Her intoxicating aroma wafted up from her steaming hole. I inhaled deeply of her, my face only inches above her glistening folds. My tongue darted from my mouth, no longer willing to wait. It played across her lips, tracing the lines of her pussy. Marina tasted even better directly from the source. Her pussy was so very wet; in obvious need. I wasted little time, and started to lap at her sodden cunt. Marina moaned in time with my tongue lashing her pussy. I felt her hand on the back of my head trying to force me deeper inside her. Her hips bucked into my face trying to fuck my tongue.

This whole time Penny had continued to assault my pussy with her tongue. I was now getting very close to my climax. It seemed that Penny too was aware of this and wanted my cum. She locked her lips around my clit and started to hum, the vibrations this sent through my pussy felt incredible. 

"Fuck, Penny, you're going to make me fucking cum," I cried, breaking my contact with her sister's pussy. "Oh, don't fucking stop, eat my fucking cunt, you sexy fucking slut. Make me fucking cum."

It was then that I realized that I was between sisters. The older sister was eating my pussy, while I was eating out the younger. This thought added to my already intense arousal, pushing me over the edge.

"Ohhh. I'm Fucking Cuming," I screamed. Penny's lips latched on to my pussy as my body convulsed in her arms, my cum flooding my pussy. It was an intense orgasm, lasting what felt like a glorious eternity. "Penny," I gasp as my climax subsided. "That was the best fucking cum I've had in months. You are an incredible pussy eater."

"Wow", I heard Mae's voice from across the room, "I've never made her cum that hard. I think that I'm going to have to get to know you a lot better Penny."

I glanced over my shoulder at Mae, who had Jada and Liz between her legs sharing her delicious pussy. It didn't look like she was going to be coming over any time soon, which was good, because I already had plans for Penny.

I shifted my position pulling my tender pussy from Penny's still active tongue. I sat on her lap and leaned into kiss her glistening lips. I couldn't quite reach Penny's lips with my own, with out having to pull my fingers from Marina's pussy, which I was not willing to do. Luckily Penny leaned forward, bringing her cum slick mouth to mine. Our tongues twisted inside her mouth. I savored the flavor of my cum in her mouth.

Wrapping my free arm around Penny, I pulled her down into Marina's lap. Her hands roamed over my body caressing my tits and passing over my still sensitive pussy. Our tongues continued to wrestle each other, passing from her mouth to mine. I pulled my finger from Marina, slick with her juices, and inserted them into my kiss with Penny. Just like with Marina, my hand soon became the center of our attention. Our tongues anxiously licked up the sweet nectar that clung to my fingers.

Marina was now trying to push my head back between her legs, as all my attention had drifted away from her pussy. Leaving my fingers in Penny's mouth, and leaned back and let my tongue brush over Marina's wet lips. Her hips responded to my touch. I prodded at her pierced hood, moving the piercing with my tongue.

Penny had cleaned her sister's juices from my hand, and was now moving down to my breasts. It seemed that she was going to make her way down to eat me out again. I had another idea, and guided her upward toward her sister's steaming pussy. At first Penny focused her attention on me, kissing my face as I tongued her sister's pussy. But slowly she turned her face in that direction. I felt her tongue on mine and then next to me as we both licked at Marina's slick folds. For her part Marina was in a blissful world of her own; her head thrown back as she moaned in time to our ministrations on her sodden cunt.

I could not tell how much either of two sisters knew about what they were doing, but Penny seemed to become more aggressive as she licked her sister's pussy. Soon I realized that I was in the way, and that Penny wanted this pussy all to herself. Taking one last quick lick of Marina's glorious pussy, savoring her wonderful taste, I pulled back allowing Penny full access.

I watched Penny lap at her sister's tender pussy for several minutes. I thought about the first time that I had eaten my own sister, and how much I had, and still, enjoyed my sister's pussy. I wondered if this was Penny's first time eating her sister. I thought it was. The way that she had been tentative at first, and was now licking with wild abandon, it seemed to me that she had always wanted to taste her sister, but had not previously had the opportunity to do so. I may have been wrong, but that was the way that I read the situation. Now both sisters were thoroughly enjoying their position. Marina held Penny's mouth to her pussy with both hands on the back of Penny's head, not letting that talented tongue leave until its work was done. 

My hands ran along the curves of Penny's body as she continued to devour Marina's sopping pussy. I reached under Penny to massage her large breasts. I admired the heft of each tit as I lifted it, clutching at the smooth flesh. Her nipples were thick and hard, pressing firmly against my palms. My one hand continued to massage Penny's tits as my other drifted to her ass. I squeezed one of her cheeks in one hand and a tit in the other. Penny moaned as she pressed her tongue into Marina's cunt.

The hand on Penny's ass slipped down between her legs. I felt the heat that emanated from between Penny's legs. Her pussy felt as though it were on fire. She was very aroused. I rubbed her pussy slowly, working my fingers into her folds until they were deep insider her pussy. Her walls contracted around my fingers trying to pull them further insider her. My other hand continued to massage her full tits, moving from one to the other.

I lowered my lips to Penny's back placing a row of kisses toward her ass. Marina was starting to writhe with pleasure as Penny's tongue continued to work its magic on her pussy. I traced over Penny's ass with my tongue, slowly working my way toward her pussy, which I continued to penetrate with my fingers. Penny's legs spread slightly further, trying to give me better access to her depths.

I repositioned myself on my back between Penny's legs, her slick glistening pussy inches above my lips. My tongue snaked out toward her sweet center, brushing against her lips and clit. I felt her hips twitch as I moved my tongue over her clit. Her pussy was soft and sweet the kind of pussy that I love to eat. As I arched my head to get my tongue further into her pussy I realized that I could also watch Penny as she lapped at her sister's slick folds. Watching this made my pussy ache. I reached a hand between my legs to help relieve some of the need. I felt someone push my hand away. I was about to cry out, as my cunt was drenched and demanding some relief, when a pair of lips wrapped around my pussy. I felt the tongue push into me. I moaned with pleasure, my lips enfolding Penny's clit. I hoped that the vibrations would feel as good to her as they had to me earlier.

Two fingers slid into my pussy. These started to pump into me as the mysterious tongue continued to lick my clit. I increased my efforts on Penny as I could hear the change in the pitch of her muffled cries. My tongue danced across her pussy, pushing and licking at every inch of her delicious soaking cunt, while paying special attention to her erect clit. My hips pushed against the hand on my pussy trying to work the fingers deeper inside me.

Penny's cries reached their height as her legs clasped around my head, holding my mouth firmly over her sopping pussy. Her body started to spasm as her orgasm tore through her. Penny's pussy flooded with her cum. I hungrily drank from her sodden flesh, as her sweet nectar flowed into my mouth. The taste of Penny's cum coupled with the attention that was being paid to my own pussy, drove me over the edge. 

My cries were muffled by Penny's still shuddering cunt pressed to my lips, as my body started to tremble with pleasure. I felt my own pussy fill with my cum as that wonderful tongue continued to lap at my tender folds. Penny's thighs finally released their grip on my head as she started to come down from her powerful orgasm. 

"OH FUCK," I cried, gasping for air. I looked down between my legs and found the beautiful Liz lapping at my pussy lovingly; coaxing my cum out with her tongue. "That felt so fucking good, girl. God, can you eat pussy," I told Liz. She smiled at me, planting gentle kisses on my pussy.

Liz's face creased with satisfaction as a breathy moan escaped her lips. It was then that I noticed that Mae's head was positioned between Liz's legs busily eating her pussy. Then I saw that she in turn was being eaten by Jada; then Carol, then Jan, who was having her precious center serviced by Marina. I was sitting in the middle of a pussy circle. The moans around me were reaching a fever pitch, as the orgasms started to follow each other like so many dominos. 

I reached behind me gently caressing Penny's ass as she brought her sister to an ear splitting climax. One thing was for sure, these girls could scream. They also knew their way around a pussy, which meant that they would be welcome in my house anytime. We fell into an exhausted heap, as the last of the orgasms died away. There was a lot of petting and tender kisses as we brought each other down from what may have been each of ours most intense cum ever. Liz nestled in my arms and suckled at my breast as I ran my fingers over Penny's figure, who herself was in a loving embrace with Marina. The two sisters looked completely content. No one was in any hurry to move.

Finally, Mae said, "Well, I guess this is the end of the party. I'm pretty sure that everyone enjoyed themselves," she said with a knowing smile. This received many nods of agreement from the rest of us. "You are all welcome to stay as long as you like. Any orders can be placed with Jan."

No one budged from their spot. It seemed that we were all very content to rest right where we were. I soon fell asleep, my head on Penny's thigh, and Liz nestled to my breast.



The Lingerie Party



My name is Penny and I live a normal suburban life with my husband Mark in a quiet leafy street on the northern outskirts of Sydney. I am a curvy lady in her early 40s with big breasts, dark hair and sparkling blue eyes. "The girls" as I affectionately call them are 20DD. 

About a month ago some new neighbours moved in two houses from us. Very few people come and go in our street, so some new neighbours to replace the couple that had moved interstate was a topic of interest among the residents. While walking the dog one morning, I noticed that the woman that had moved in her front garden. I waved politely and she waved back and smiled a friendly smile and came down to the front gate for a bit of small talk and introduced herself as Jan. I invited her around for a coffee that afternoon and she said she would love to drop in. 

She knocked on the door at about three in the afternoon. We chatted over a coffee and biscuits and I found out that Jan had moved with her husband Andrew from Perth due to an excellent job opportunity he had with an insurance company in Sydney. They were both in their mid 30s and had been married for 12 years. She said she didn't really know anybody in the city and really wanted to get to know the neighbours as she appreciated a sense of community. Jan was quite bubbly with bright blue eyes, easy to get on with and very confident but without being arrogant. She was petite with a small waist. I guessed she was about five foot two inches. We hit it off straight away and she ended up staying a couple of hours before she had to go home to do some more unpacking. She invited us over for dinner on the friday.

Friday rolled on and we arrived at Jan and Andrew's with the requisite bottle of wine at about 6:30. As we approached the door we could already smell the aroma of a tasty meal cooking. Jan welcomed us and introduced Andrew while I introduced Mark. Despite still being in the throes of settling in, their house was immaculately organised and their kitchen was spotless. Jan poured the wine and we each took a glass. Mark can be a bit "standoffish" when he meets someone new, but both he and Andrew seemed to get along really well straight from the start. After a little while, they wandered off out into the garage and I stayed in the dining room with Jan as she busied herself with the final touches for dinner. Jan informed me that the entrée was a homemade broccoli soup while the main meal was a roast leg of lamb with a medley of vegetables. 

After a few more wines, dinner was ready and we called the men in from the garage and ate a lovely meal. As it turned out both Andrew and Mark really liked fishing, and they had decided to look into hiring a local houseboat with a couple of other guys (whose names weren't familiar to me) for one of the weekends coming up. With disinterest Jan shrugged her shoulders, but I thought it was a good idea as Mark had been working hard and deserved some time off. Mark and Andrew ended up talking about fishing most of the night while Jan and I talked about movies and current events and we both got quite sloshed from the wine, and we left the men to tidy the kitchen and do the washing up. At about midnight, we bade farewell to our hosts and wandered back home. 

When Andrew came home from work on the Monday, he told me that he and Mark and two other guys from work had booked a houseboat for a weekend's fishing. It was a few days later when Jan knocked on the door and offered me an invitation to a lingerie party at her house for the weekend. She said since the boys were going to be out boating she wanted to have a "Girl's Night In". She said that on the one hand she was pleased that Andrew had met some new people, but on the other hand she was a bit annoyed that he was going away because they had spoken on numerous occasion's about how little he spends at home. I'd never been to a Lingerie Party before and I guess from the flicker of apprehension in my eye, Jan sensed my hesitation. She put her hand lightly on my forearm and assured me it would be great fun, and that her and her girlfriends had had a great time at a similar party once before and the lingerie was for real women, not just airbrushed stick figures in modelling catalogues. I laughed at this and agreed that it sounded fun. Jan said that these parties were professionally co-ordinated by women for women and asked me to invite some other girl's because so far there would only be four of us attending -- the two of us and Michelle and Rona who as it turned out were the wives of the other two guys that had gone off fishing with Mark and Andrew. I did enjoy the thought of getting some new lingerie because of the sensuous feel of the fabric on my skin, not to mention how it made me look when I paraded in front of the mirror wearing it. 

That evening I told Mark about the lingerie party and he smiled absently and said as long as we have a good time it was okay with him. As the week rolled on Mark got more and more focussed and excited over this damn fishing trip. On saturday, Mark departed with his goods and chattels for the fishing trip and I had a lazy and languid sleep-in (which also included a little masturbating!), and then spent most of the day relaxing around the house. I had a relaxing bath in the afternoon and soaked myself in the water which had some sweet smelling essential oils added. After I had reluctantly got out of the invigorating bath, I put on my best black bra and matching panties which really pushed up my cleavage and was a real contrast against my white skin. I admired myself in the mirror as I finished getting dressed in a black dress which struggled a bit to completely cover my cleavage. 

The party was scheduled to start at 4:30 with some drinks before the hostess arrived at 5:30. I turned up spot on 4:30 and was the first of the guests there. Jan greeted me at the door, dressed in a velvety green cocktail address which made her look as sexy as hell. The low cut of the dress exposed a fair bit of cleavage. Without staring I guessed her breasts were about a C cup. A slight swell of her belly was evident and as I followed her into the lounge room I couldn't help notice how her butt wiggled from side to side. I don't normally look at women sexually, but I felt a faint pang of desire watching this women walk. As it turned out Jan had already had a few champagne's and was even more animated than usual. She didn't hesitate to pour me one and as I caught a glimpse in her fridge, it was quite clear that she had stocked up on the bubbly! Rather forwardly, Jan commented how sexy I looked and how I was so lucky to have such big boobs. I shyly laughed, but before I could pass any further comment, there was a knock on the door signalling that the other two women had arrived. 

Michelle was a chubby redhead who looked like she was in her early to mid 30s and Rona was a tall blonde who also looked about a bit younger. We chatted away over champagne and a cheese platter. Jan in particular seemed determined to get well and truly sloshed as she was really drinking the champagne quickly and was bemoaning how it pissed her off that her husband always seemed to find something to do each weekend that didn't involve her. Christine, a friend of mine who I had invited arrived a little bit later. Jan had also made a little pot of dark chocolate fondue and presented it with an array of fresh fruit including fresh strawberries which is one of my favourite fruits. We all indulged in this extravagance, and the bittersweet hot chocolate together with the cool, crisp but juicy fresh fruit was divine. A "best of the 80s" cd mix playing in the background. 

In what seemed no time at all an hour passed and the host of the party arrived. She introduced herself as Sharon and after the formalities she asked politely for us to write down our measurements on the piece of paper she provided so she could go back to the van to get some samples. We did this and she disappeared back to the van before re-emerging with two gargantuan suitcases that she hauled up Jan's driveway. Sharon said she would talk us through the catalogue and show us some examples and if we wanted to we could try them on. 

Jan butted in "Sharon, the rule for this evening is that if you have to try it on you have to parade in front of us, and if you buy it, you need to keep it on for the rest of the evening."

Sharon politely nodded and took the glass of champagne offered and she continued her spiel. She offered Jan a little gift basket which contained massage oils, stockings with a matching garter, scented candles, and a pocket book called "50 Naughty Li'l Party Games". Sharon started off showing us a couple of camisole sets -- one was a cute number in a pale blue polka dot print and the other was a sheer ruffled white one with a tie ribbon and a matching g-string. They were nice but none of us were really overly enthusiastic, perhaps we were just a little bit shy to begin with, although Jan was certainly being rather boisterous. Sharon delved in to her box of tricks and pulled out a hot Spanish style red outfit. It was full length satin with a slit on one side that ran right from the top of the hip down to the ankle. It wasn't really my style, but Jan became animated and Michelle really liked it and she joked that it matched her flaming red hair. Jan urged her to try it on and Sharon said that she had one in her size. Michelle agreed to try it on and disappeared into the next room which had been designated the change room. 

After a couple of minutes with us girls chatting away and downing some more champagne and nibbles, Michelle emerged from the other room wearing the outfit which did indeed fit nicely and it was certainly risqué. Michelle had kept her white panties and bra on, and her panties were clearly visible from the side as she confidently twirled around in the outfit. Jan applauded boisterously while Sharon said it fitted perfectly. Michelle said she really liked it and would buy it. She looked extremely sexy in the outfit and it suited her perfectly. 

"My husband's going to love to see me in this when he get's home." said Michelle.

Next Sharon produced a very elegant little number that to me appeared a very pale blue, but she informed us that the colour of it was "mint". It was a long flowing sheer outfit with a floral lacy midsection and a matching g-string. Jan just loved it and almost without any further discussion she hurried into the next room to try it on. When she emerged I gasped ever so slightly because Jan's breasts were clearly visible through the diaphanous material. She had taken her bra off. I could see her rather large areoles and her nipples, and the material gently hugged the underside curves of her breasts. Jan did a playfully seductive little dance in front of all of us and I thought to myself how toned her body was. The g-string obviously covered very little and I could even see the slight rise of her vulva through the flimsy material. I tried not to stare too much at her crotch and her breasts, but it was rather difficult to avoid! 

After a little round of applause that I joined in, Jan returned to the couch. Next Sharon showed us a number of "babydoll" style outfits. Christine really liked one called "black magic" which was pleated chiffon with soft pink lacy trimming and black panties and she said she wanted to try it on. She went into the other room and was quite awhile in the other room. 

"Hurry up in there", was the catcall for Jan. 

Christine came out and paraded coyly in front of us and even did a little mock curtsy. The outfit covered up a little bit more than Jan's had, but her breasts, which were D cups, could be seen. I had never seen so much of my friend who had always dressed so demurely. The drinks had flushed away her usually introverted nature and she was certainly behaving like a little minx. 

Jan bought another three outfits before Rona or I had bought anything, and she delighted in parading in front of us in these sexy outfits. She was certainly the exhibitionist. She purchased a black bra and boyshort set with matching garter and stockings, a purple and black satin corset with panties and stockings, and a two piece chemise with vibrant blue lace trim. The latter she left on and her pert but full breasts were again clearly visible as she flounced around the room. 

Jan was cajoling Rona and me because we hadn't tried anything on yet. 

"If you can't pick something out I'll do it for you" she asserted. 

Sharon intervened and said she has just the thing for me. She produced a black corset which had a pale pink edgings and a lace up ribbon back, matching panties and stockings. 

"That'll be so sexy on you. C'mon put it on, put in on, I want to see you in it.", begged Jan.

My inhibitions had well and truly caved in and the thought of being semi-naked in front of these women was forbiddingly delicious. If the others could do, so could I. Sharon said she would come in and give me hand as I might need some help adjusting the lacing at the back. Sharon had helped Jan into and out of her corset so I nodded in agreement. I picked up the outfit much to both Jan and Michelle's delight, and I went into the other room to get changed. I stripped down and stood naked in the full length mirror, before slipping on the silky smooth black panties and the ever so sheer stockings. I picked up the corset and wrapped it around myself, before yelling out to Sharon for assistance. As I held the front of the corset in place, Sharon came in and deftly gave me assistance, adjusting the lacing at the back quickly and smoothly. Sharon commented how this outfit would really show off my glorious boobs. I clipped up the fasteners at the front and felt the exquisite tightness of the corset across my stomach and chest. 

"Give me a look" Sharon said and I obliged. 

"Fantastic" she responded and I admired myself in the mirror, particularly the way the garment accentuated my large breasts even further and held them firmly in place. I was ready to make my appearance in front of the other women. 

As I appeared Jan wolf-whistled, and I boldly paraded myself in front of these women. I was no longer at all self-conscious and I felt sexy and confident in my outfit. 

"Oh, I wish I had boobs like yours.", Michelle said. 

"Works of art.", added Jan. 

I sat back down on the couch, slightly flushed with excitement from showing myself off. I never thought I'd feel this way, but I did. Mark had taken my body for granted for a little while and I wasn't used to such direct compliments anymore, only the occasional leer from some oversexed youth when I was at the shopping centre. 

In my absence, Rona had picked out something she wanted to try on. She appeared in a white rhinestone bodice with a frilly edge, white panties and white stockings. She was a buxom girl as well and I found myself staring at the large swell of her breasts that emerged from the top of the outfit. The rise of Rona's pubic mound was visible thorough the panties and I wondered if my mine had been too when I had paraded myself in front of these women. 

All of us were in lingerie now, but Sharon continued to show us a few more outfits. While there was some other nice stuff, we were all a little bit less interested s we were all content that we had a made some purchases, and we just wanted to keep having a few more drinks and talking amongst ourselves. 

Time had really drifted on and when Sharon had displayed the last of the plethora of outfits she had managed to cram into the cases she carried, I thought it was about 9:00 but it was indeed closer to midnight. Michelle, Rona and Christine looked a bit tired and much to Jan's chagrin said they would get changed and dial a taxi to take them home. The taxi came after the typical delay of about three-quarters of an hour, and as the other three woman bade farewell, a rather intoxicated Jan coaxed me to stay for one more drink to "celebrate" being a home alone wife. Jan said she'd make us a cocktail and started to rummage around in the cupboards pulling out bottles. We chatted about nothing as she busily prepared a jug of cosmopolitan. One drink? Hmmmm... I thought to myself, but I decided I was up for it as I could sleep off my hangover in the morning. 

I went to the couch and Jan followed, sitting close to me. I could smell the perfume she was wearing. It was stronger than before and I was sure she must have put some more on just before. 

Looking into my eyes Jan asked:

"Did I have a goodtime?" she asked in a slightly slurred tone. 

"Lovely." I said 

We chatted away and wondered what our husbands were doing and joked how they were missing the fun of their wives dressed in sexy lingerie. After we downed another drink, Jan said

"Let's have a look to see if there is something fun in that little book Sharon left us." 

"Okay.", I replied. 

Jan flicked through the book and quickly picked out a game called Twenty Questions which was a variation on the usual theme. We were to each put pieces of paper in a hat each with a number on it. The numbers were to be from 1 to 40 as there were two of us and each number corresponded to a question in the book. Jan went back into the kitchen and very quickly came back with a book of raffle tickets and ripped off the numbers from 1 to 40 and put them in a hat she had pulled off the hat stand. She also went and got the scented candles which were also part of the gift basket from Sharon, lit them and turned off the lights. The room was now bathed in soft candlelight. 

"You go first." said Jan playfully

I did so and pulled out the number 26 as Jan passed me the book. I blushed as it became apparent just how revealing the questions in the naughty little book were! 

"Have you ever been naked in public?" was the first question for Jan. 

I guess I knew the answer to this even before Jan quickly responded in the affirmative. I was still witnessing her exhibitionism to agree as she had been showing her breasts and butt cheeks for most of the evening, I guess though I couldn't talk since I wasn't exactly covered from neck to knee as I lazed back resplendent in my corset and flimsy knickers . 

Jan reached in and drew out number 36 and asked me: "Have you ever had an orgasm from just having your breasts stimulated"? 

I blushed as I answered yes. My breasts are incredibly sensitive and if they receive enough attention I can really scream the house down. 

It was my turn again and the question I got to ask Jan was 

"How many vibrators do you own?"

"Three she answered without blinking. A pearly bird, a soft pink number about six inches a long, and a little slimline one I sometimes keep in my hand bag."

The next question I was asked was when was the last time I had masturbated. 

"This morning." I replied. 

"So did I." exclaimed Jan and then added,

"I have more orgasms when my husband is away then when he is home." 

As the questions rolled on we had found out an awful lot about each other's sex lives. It must have been the cosmos speaking in combination with the whole naughtiness of the evening, because I have never been one to reveal intimate details about myself to my girlfriends. Among the things I found out about Jan were that she lost her virginity when she was 18, her favourite sex position was on top, and she once covered her breasts and pussy in honey and had a lover lick it all off. I even found out that she had been in a threesome with two guys. Among the things that I had told Jan were that my husband's penis was six inches long, that I fantasised about other women sometimes when I masturbated, and that I had visited a sex shop. 

We never finished the questions. Jan and I had moved closer together on the couch and I found myself gazing into Jan's eyes. I had noticed that her gaze occasionally dropped to my chest. I have always been bi-curious but have never so much as kissed another woman and would never have the courage to make the first move. I think Jan may have sensed both my interest and my trepidation. 




The Lingerie Party



Jan went to say something else and then coyly giggled like a naughty school girl and said: 

"Don't worry, it's nothing".

"No go on tell me", I beckoned. 

With eyes twinkling in the candlelight, Jan blurted out simply, "I want to kiss you." 

I was surprised but not shocked, and before I could say anything, Jan had grabbed both my hands and we both drifted in unison up off the couch. She pulled me gently towards her, it was almost like slow motion as our bodies floated together, and for the first time in my life I was passionately kissing and being kissed by a woman. Jan had wrapped both her arms around me and I could feel her breasts pushed up hard against mine. The feathery touch of Jan's fingertips across my bare back and shoulders was making me shiver with excitement. 

We kissed for what seemed like sweet eternity. Jan's tongue had slipped into my mouth and danced over my own. She then started to gently nuzzle my neck and ear lobe as she breathlessly and huskily whispered into my ear while her fingertips roamed wantonly across my back. In breathless fragments, Jan started to whisper dirty talk into my ear. 

"I've wanted you since the first time I saw you .........I'm going to bury my face between your huge tits.... I want to lick your pussy and hear you scream....... I'm going to rub my pussy all over your face.... Tell me what you like and I'll do it to you baby.....God I'm wet, just so hot and wet for you Penny............. Promise me you'll lick me good baby...Slowly.... Promise me.......... 

Jan broke off the embrace and moved her lips down to my alabaster globes that had been pushed up and out by the corset. Her soft kisses and hot breath on the top of breasts had me shuddering with expectation. As she was kissing the top my breasts, I saw that one off Jan's hand was lightly stroking her own crotch through the flimsy fabric of the g-string. After an exquisite eternity, Jan lifted her head, looked me in the eye, and moved her hands up and slowly started to undo the fasteners on my corset. Slowly, ever so slowly, she unclipped the first fastener, then the second and then the third. Jan then reached in and gently lifted my boobs from the now partly opened corset, her fingers started to lightly caress them. I could feel my pussy getting wetter and wetter as Jan moved her fingers slowly around the outside of my breasts. All the time she was staring into my eyes and whispering wantonly

"You're so beautiful Penny my darling......Your kisses have made me so wet....My pussy is dripping for you.........My little clitty is waiting for your touch ...and your tongue........ She needs you tonight baby....... I know your pussy is going to taste like honey........ Your big breasts are so soft and divine.......I want to kiss them Penny........ I'm going to kiss them Penny......." 

With that Jan moved her mouth to my nipple and inhaled it. I gasped in ribald pleasure. She shifted from one breast to the other, but just as I felt my excitement building even further, Jan slowly stood up again and smiled seductively at me. She then undid the rest of the fasteners and I shook myself out of the corset, now completely topless in front of this woman in the flickering candlelight. The unmistakable aroma of aroused pussy was now starting to drift throughout the room. 

I had never undressed another woman or touched her erogenous zones but I wanted Jan. I reached out and started to softly stroke the underside of Jan's breasts through the thin material. Her eyes fluttered shut and I saw her lightly bite her lip as my hands glided over the soft swell of her breasts. I moved my fingers up to Jan's bullet like nipples and a little moan escaped her lips as soon as I touched them. I lightly grasped the undersides of both breasts in the palms of my hands, while I teasingly danced my thumbs around Jan's nipples. I kept this up until Penny whispered furtively:

"Undress me Penny............ Please now". 

I flicked the thin straps of the lingerie off one shoulder and then the other and Penny reached down and lifted the garment off. The soft candlelight danced off her bare breasts. We were now both topless and only in g-strings and stockings and we moved towards each other again and embraced, our bare breasts squeezing together and our lips meeting as we kissed deeply. Jan's crotch was against my thigh and she ground it slowly but firmly ground it against me. 

"Come with me to the bedroom" she whispered, and led me by the hand through the house to a bedroom with soft lighting where we laid down together. Straight away, one of Jan's hands descended to my pussy and I opened my thighs almost involuntarily. Jan stroked my pussy through the flimsy panties - long, slow, firm strokes. Jan was running her other hand through my hair and kissing me deeply again before looking me in the eye and saying 

"Let's take these panties off shall we. You won't be needing them again tonight."

I lifted my buttocks of the bed as Jan slid my g-string off and moved herself between my legs. I opened my thighs wide as Jan moved her fingers up to spread my pussy lips. 

"Fuck you're so hot and wet. Your pussy is soaked Penny. It's dripping pussy juice and I want to lick it up and feel you cum on my tongue. Oh won't you cum on my face Penny. Please cum on my face". 

Jan's lips descended onto my engorged sex and she rhythmically sucked my pussy lips and clit in to her mouth. I yelped in pleasure at the sensations. I knew I was going to cum very quickly. I was moaning aloud and squirming on the bed, thrusting my pussy almost uncontrollable against Jan's mouth. She slid two fingers straight into me and started to finger fuck me. My pussy was so wet I could hear it squelch as Jan's fingers firmly thrust in and out. I was clawing at my own nipples as orgasmic wave after orgasmic wave crashed over me. I squeezed Jan's head between my quivering thighs as I thrashed around in pure and uncontrolled ecstasy. This woman had given me an orgasm like none I had ever had before. I laid back panting and gasping as I came down from a dizzying height. 

Jan pushed herself up on to her elbows and just smiled back at me from between my still splayed legs. 

"Oh Penny you came so hard my darling. Just lie back now and watch me make myself cum. My pussy is so wet Penny, it's oozing. Watch me touch myself Penny, I love it when someone's watching me touch my wet pussy." 

Penny shuffled around on the bed and slipped off her own g-string. Even in the soft light I could see that the front of it had been sodden. Jan laid down and opened her thighs so that I had the perfect view of her pussy. She looked me in the eye as the fingers of her left hand started to squirm vigorously around her pussylips and clit. It didn't take long and after only a couple of minutes she was there. 

"Watch me cum Penny. Watch me cum. Oh fuck. Fuck Penny I'm cumming.........."

Jan unleashed a guttural groan and I watched transfixed as she convulsed in front of me, writhing in an orgasm that nearly saw her fling herself right off the bed. 

As Jan recovered her breath, neither of us spoke or really moved for a little while before Jan broke the silence. 

"Did you like watching me touch myself. I loved doing it for you sweetheart."

Jan moved up and languidly nuzzled my neck and fondled my breast. 

"I want to watch you touch yourself now. Will you do that for me. Stick your fingers in your pussy and fuck yourself. I want to see it", whispered Jan. 

I was already very horny again after watching Jan bring herself to orgasm. Without speaking I moved myself on the bed, got myself comfortable and spread my legs to give Jan an eyeful of my pussy. I went straight to teasingly circling my clit with a single finger but not touching its centre. Clockwise, then counter-clockwise. I did this slowly for a couple of minutes and then dipped two fingers into my pussy right to the hilt and withdrew them quickly. I did this over and over again as this always turns me on. 

"Keep going Penny. Your pussy play is turning me on again. Fuck yourself with your fingers. You're going to have to lick my pussy soon Penny. Can you do that for me?"

I respond to her with an affirmative moan. I'd never licked a pussy before but I wanted to badly. I wanted to lick Jan's pussy. Jan had got up and was standing on the bed, she moved to straddle my face, lowering her wet pussy slowly towards my mouth. I breathed in the aroma of Jan as she descended and tasted pussy for the first time as her pussy lips rested on my mouth. I was now fucking myself vigorously with my own fingers. Jan was facing back towards my feet and her hands encircled both my breasts extremely firmly, flicking my nipples in unison with her thumbs. She then started to slide her pussy around my mouth and talk dirty again. 

"Taste me Penny, Lick me. Your tongue feels so good. Oh fuck Penny. I want to cum on your face, cum on your face as I squeeze your hot nipples. Keep fucking yourself Penny. I can see you fucking yourself."

My lips had encircled Jan's clit and I started sucking on it hard. As I did so Jan stopped talking and started to whimper. She was now squeezing my nipples hard and then letting go and then squeezing again, twisting them ever so slightly as she did so. They felt like they were on fire. My second orgasm for the night was building as I started to fuck myself harder with my fingers. As I did this Jan forced her pussy down hard on to my face and screamed in an orgasm, her hands encircled my breasts below the areoles and she wrenched them upwards at the height of her scream. It was too much for me and my own orgasm followed, my screams muffled by Jan's pussy which was still partly smothering my face. 

"Oh Penny you lick pussy like a dream." said Jan in a breathless tone.

I was still gasping and lost for words and could only respond with a satiated groan. 

Jan moved up and cuddled me and we both basked in the afterglow of wonderful sex. We said very little more that night and feel asleep in each others arms. 

This was my first but not last experience with another woman... 



The Lingerie Party



It's strange how small, seemingly insignificant, events can send your life in a different direction. Over the past few months I have changed, as has my relationship with my husband, Jim. I guess it all started one Saturday when Jim, Lea (my two year old daughter) and I (Jill) were out shopping. It was a routine trip; I needed to buy some new clothes for Lea and a bra for myself. Jim wanted to keep us company and look at photographic equipment in the camera shop. After a couple of hours, we had got Lea's clothes, been to the camera shop, stopped for a coffee and were looking for bras. Well, to be more accurate, Jim was milling around the shop looking bored and somewhat uncomfortable and Lea was pulling at my trouser leg for attention while I tried to select a few bras to try on. I wasn't after anything special, just an 'everyday' bra.

I selected a few, including a very pretty one that had caught my eye, and we moved to the back of the shop where there were some changing rooms. I like shopping at this store but it is quite old and the interior hasn't been refitted for a while. There are four or five changing cubicles each with a curtain for privacy. In front of the cubicles there is a small sofa where Jim decided to wait; Lea, however, wanted to come with me.

Lea is going through that 'terrible two's' stage where she wants to assert her ideas and opinions. So, no sooner had I started trying on the bras, she wanted to be with Jim. Eventually, I told her to go and wait with him on the sofa outside and she slipped out. I could hear her talking with Jim as I removed the last of the everyday bras and placed it back on its hanger before taking the final bra I had selected. This one was much more special; it was made with a sheer black material embroidered with an intricate lace pattern and was more expensive than I could justify but I wanted to try it anyway. I put it on, adjusting the straps and my breasts within each cup, before looking at myself in the mirror. It was an elegant bra, which beautifully supported my breasts. I couldn't help running my fingers over then. My nipples, clearly visible through the sheer material, responded as I traced each areola. Twisting my body, I viewed them in profile, straining against the fabric. Before I got too carried away I removed the bra and replaced it on the hanger. To my horror, as I was putting my clothes on, I turned and saw that my cubicle curtain was open about five inches. Through the gap I could see Jim sat on the sofa and a man stood behind him in the doorway, both were watching me. I quickly closed the curtain and dressed, my face flushed with embarrassment. I hurriedly left shop and chastised my husband for seeing that the curtain was open but doing nothing about it. We drove home in silence.

During the rest of that day, I couldn't stop thinking about what had happened; trying to remember what I had done after Lea had left the cubicle and inadvertently opened the curtain. I was certainly without my shirt for the entire period and bare chested for a lot of it. How much of me had been visible through the gap? Had they seen me rub my nipples or how erect they were when I took the bra off?

Later that evening, when I was changing for bed, Jim hugged me from behind. I love it when he does this, I can feel his body pressed against my back and his strong arms wrapped around me. It feels safe and sexy. He whispered in my ear that he was sorry for not closing the curtain but he was caught up in the erotica of the situation. He said that I looked very sexy in the sheer bra and out of it. He added that he didn't think anyone else could see. His words and the kisses he was delicately placing on my neck were starting to turn me on.

"Oh but they did." I whispered. "There was a man standing in the doorway, watching..."

He didn't respond verbally to this, instead continuing to kiss and nibble at my ears. However, I could feel his penis twitch and stiffen.

"Oh, I'm sorry I didn't realise." he eventually mumbled.

I took a gamble and, rubbing my bum against his groin so he knew that I was aware of his growing erection, I asked whether he was getting turned on by the thought of another man seeing my breasts.

Jim froze, I think he was trying to work out the best answer.

"Yes." he confessed.

Surprisingly, I didn't feel angry with him for this. We have always been honest with each other, especially about our sexual desires, and each time I had replayed what happened over in my mind the embarrassment had been mixed with stronger and stronger feelings of naughtiness and arousal.

"I think it turns me on as well."

He slipped his hand down to my pussy, his fingers easily slipping past my lips.

"I think you're right." he said, surprised to find me so wet.

I was overcome with a lust to have Jim's cock inside me. We collapsed on to the bed and fucked, urgently. Then, over the next hour or so, as we sucked, licked, fingered and screwed each other, we talked about what Jim had seen and therefore what the other man would also have seen. We fantasised about doing it again. There was talk of going to a bikini shop and trying on the tiniest bikinis they have, of whether I should shave or not before modelling the outfits for Jim and anyone else in the shop and ways other people could watch me change. It turned into one of the most charged love-making sessions we have had for a long while.

For the rest of the week, that evening stayed with me as a little knot of excitement in my stomach. It was there when I met with a friend, Claire, for lunch. As we chatted away about what had been going on in our lives since we last spoke, I couldn't resist telling her about my accidental exposure in the shop and confiding that, on reflection, it was quite thrilling. Although, I left out Jim's response later that evening and our subsequent fantasies. We had a good giggle about this and a story she recounted of her loosing her top while riding a tube at the water park.

As we were saying goodbye, she paused and said,

"Jill, you know I hold lingerie parties to earn a little extra money. I'm holding one at my house in a couple of weeks time but, unfortunately, one of the two women who usually models for me can't make it. It's possible to do the evening with one but things run a lot more smoothly when you have two. That way one can change while the other is strutting her stuff in front of the customers. How would you feel about standing in for her?"

I wasn't sure what to say. I had never done anything like this before.

"I don't think I'm really model material."

"Nonsense" she responded. "You have a fine body and anyway my customers are ordinary people, like you and me, and much prefer to see models like themselves rather than the commercial twiglettes you see in the glossy ads. Anyway, give it some thought and let me know. I think you would find it fun."

That evening, in bed, I told Jim about Claire's request. The idea of me parading in front of a room of strangers in underwear seamed to appeal greatly to him and we ended up having another delicious session of love-making.

As we lay recovering, Jim asked whether I was going to help Claire out. I said I was nervous but he assured me that it would be fun.

"If I did it I probably ought to trim my bush so it doesn't peak out." Jim likes me unshaven down there. He took me in his arms again.

"Why don't you shave your lips as well." he whispered in my ear before sliding down my body and bringing me to climax with his tongue.

The day of Claire's lingerie party arrived. I had a long bath, partly to try and calm my nerves but also so I could shave my legs and trim my bush. I took Jim at his word and shaved my labia. It has been a while since I was last bare down there and I had forgotten how good the sensation of being smooth was.

I arrived at Claire's a little later than we had planned. She was in a bit of a flap, the other model had had to cancel, her husband, Mike, was still bringing boxes of lingerie in from the garage and people were already arriving for the party.

"Sorry to do this to you on your first time Jill, but, if you are okay with it, we will do the show with just you. It just means you will have to change quickly." She then explained that Mike was unpacking the lingerie in their spare bedroom. He would provide me with the items in the right order and then I could go and change into them in their bedroom before coming down and modelling it for the customers.

"That sounds fine." I said trying to calm her.

"Here, lets have a quick glass of wine before we get started." Claire said, handing me a large glass.

As we stood drinking, I noticed that, as well as the women that were taking their seats either side of the cat-walk shaped space that had been left in the middle of their living room, a number of men were also sitting down. I mentioned this to Claire.

"Oh, I don't stop husbands and boy friends from coming; after all, it is usually them signing the cheque and benefiting from the products." she smiled "It's not a problem is it?"

"No." I replied weakly, the knot in my stomach tightened.

"Okay, I think everyone is here. Shall we make a start? Go and find Mike upstairs and he will give you the first outfit."

As I entered the spare room, Mike appeared from behind a stack of boxes.

"Hi Jill, I'm so glad you're helping us out. I take it that Claire has explained that we are not as organised as we usually are for these events. Anyway, if you give me your measurements, I will start getting the clothes out for you."

Mike jotted down my vital statistics on a scrap of paper and then retrieved a set of silk pyjamas and matching robe.

"Here you go. You can change in our bedroom down the corridor."

I shut the bedroom door, stripped and put on the pyjamas and robe. Both were of a cream silk with hundreds of tiny hearts all over. As I passed the spare room on my way downstairs, Mike called out to me.

"Is that a good fit?"

"Fine thanks." I replied.

"Okay, I think Claire is ready for you. Just walk down the stairs, wait at the bottom while Claire describes the item then walk down the stage area and back, remove the robe and walk again. Then come back here as quick as possible to collect the next items."

I could feel my unrestrained breast bounce with each step I took down the stairs, my nipples tightening as they rubbed against the cool fabric. As I entered the room it fell silent. Claire smiled at me and started to describe the outfit and then I was walking through the room, all eyes on me. Before I knew it I was hurrying up the stairs and collecting the next outfit from Mike.

In the bedroom, I discovered it was a red nightdress in a sort of light velvety material with what looked like wide transparent bands in it. When it was on, it hugged my figure and I realised that it, in fact, had two stripes of transparent material; one that started at the back and one at the front. Both spiralled around the body like a candy-cane or barber's pole. Each band clipping the underside of a breast before continuing to the hem. The spirals were arranged in such a way that my decency was preserved but it was very plain that I was naked beneath the dress.

I caught Mike eyeing my breasts when I returned the previous outfit; soon, there was a room full of people doing the same.

The next outfit was another nightdress. White, this time, in two pieces; a pair of thin panties and an equally thin gown. The lacy top supported my breasts with therest of the gown hanging beneath it. A split up the front meant that, while standing still, I was covered. However, as I moved this split opened, revealing my naked stomach and legs and the dark shadow of bush through the panties.

As I walked into the spare bedroom, Mike's eyes went straight to my crotch. I could feel the fabric of the gown brushing my outer thighs. It was open and he was therefore now looking at the outline of my bush. A thrill went through my body. I handed him the red nightdress and went downstairs.

This item concluded the night attire section of the show and we moved on to the bra and panty sets. My initial nerves had gone, replaced by arousal. This series of clothes started with boy shorts and progressed; each item getting smaller and smaller and thus showing more and more of my body to the audience and also to Mike. After modelling each set, I returned to the room where Mike was. As I crossed the room it was obvious he was checking me out. I watched the route his eyes made over my body, imagining what he could see. He was seeing no more than those gathered in the other room had just seen but this was different, I knew him and we were alone. Being exposed in front of the audience was thrilling but doing the same in front of Mike felt wickedly sexy.

I slipped into the next outfit. It was a sheer high cut thong in black with a quarter cup bra. I looked at myself in the mirror, up to this point the outfits had covered my breasts and pussy, perhaps only slightly but they were covered. There was no avoiding it, with this outfit my nipples and most of breast were on display and, due to the transparency of the panties, so were my hairless labia. I took a deep breath and set off to expose myself to everyone.

Eyes darted to and fro between my breasts and pussy. By this stage I was feeling very horny and hoped that I wasn't creating a wet spot on the panties. As I walked back towards the stairs I even caught Claire looking. As I reached the top of the stairs I heard her announce to the audience that there were just two more items to show and that these came from the more risqué section of the catalogue.

Like the others, Mike's eyes were all over my body as I entered the spare room. I purposefully stood with my legs slightly parted to allow him the chance to see as much of my pussy as the panties permitted. He passed me the next outfit and, as he did so, I thought I detected the beginnings of a bulge in his trousers. What he had handed me was a pair of crotchless panties and a peekaboo bra. In front of the mirror I could see that the bra covered more of me than the last. However, my nipples were escaping from vertical cuts in each of the the bra cups. The panties were a different story; a slit in them ran from above my clit to beyond my anus. My inner labia are quiet fleshy and protrude, not least when aroused, and now they were clearly protruding beyond the fabric. Before leaving the bedroom, I ran a finger along the length of the my pussy, fluffing up my lips and making them glisten with my own wetness.

As I walked up and down the living room, it would have been entirely obvious to all those present that these were crotchless panties. However, before leaving, I decided to pause at the base of the stairs and lift one leg up on to the steps. This had the effect of opening up the slit in the panties and my pussy for all to see. After holding this pose for a short while, I returned to Mike, my heart thumping.

Mike was pleased to see me and I again stood with my legs slightly parted for his benefit. He handed me a bundle of rubber with what looked like a tube of toothpaste. There was a definite stiffness in he trousers and it was growing.

"It goes on the inside" he said with a smile.

I wasn't sure what he meant but rushed off to change. When I got into the bedroom and unravelled the costume it became clear; I was holding a rubber bra and panties and a small tube of lubricant. The lubricant was apparently for the rubber dildo that was attached to the crotch of the panties. My heart began to thump hard. I didn't have time to think; outside, everyone was waiting to see the next item. I stripped and pulled on the top. The material squeezed my breasts creating a pleasant sensation. I picked up the panties stepped into them brought the head of the dildo up to my pussy. This was a new experience. I don't own a dildo, having always been happy using my fingers when I needed release. I rubbed its tip along the length of my pussy before inserting it. I was surprised how wet I was and, as a result, how easily it slid in. I pulled the rest of the panties into position; their elasticity held the dildo firmly inside me and felt as though it was compressing my whole pussy around it. It was a novel but delightful feeling of fullness. I picked up the lingerie from the last set and placed the unopened tube of lube on top. After taking a couple of steps down the corridor I realised it was going to require a great deal of concentration not to collapse with an orgasm during my cat walk. The plastic phallus within me seamed to stay still while my whole pussy rotated this way and then that around it with each stride. I swear I could feel each of the vein like ridges moulded onto its shaft. I handed the clothes to Mike, secretly hoping that he would see that the tube of lube was unopened.

"Good fit?" he enquired with a wry smile.

"Yes, very." I replied in a slightly more wavering voice than I had wanted.

As I stepped into the sitting room, Claire smiled and introduced the clothes.

"In our final ensemble for tonight, Jill is wearing a new addition to the range, a matching latex bra and panty set in black, although it is also available in red."

I was mid way through my cat walk down the runway when Claire continued.

"As some of you may have guessed from the way our model is walking, these are not just ordinary latex knickers. Each pair has a dildo attached to it, which can be worn either internally, as our model has chosen, or, by reversing them, externally, should you so desire. Jill, would you mind demonstrating this feature?"

It wasn't so much a question as a stage direction and I found myself complying. I stood in front of everyone there, turned towards them so they could 'see the feature', and slowly peeled the knickers down. The material came away revealing the base of the phallus within me but this was soon followed with a squelchy plop that left a void in my pussy. Flipping the knickers inside out, I pulled them back on. Where the dildo had once been hidden, it now protruded in front of me, wet with my juices. I did another circuit of the cat walk. With each step the phallus bobbed up and down, its base rocking unbearably against my now swollen and highly sensitive clit. I was acutely aware of my lips, lubricated by my own wetness, moving against the latex.

After showing off the outfit, I walked straight into Mike's room and stripped in front of him. In my crazed state I needed him to see me; I needed him to have the knickers, still slick from my arousal.

It took all my effort to walk normally, albeit naked, back to my changing room. I shut the door and couldn't hold out any longer. My body slumped against the door; simultaneously, I thrust one hand towards my wet crotch while the other twisted my nipples. The first orgasm crashed over me; almost immediately it was followed quickly by a second. I bit my lip during both, trying to stifle the screams to a whimper. I still wasn't satisfied but quickly dressed. I desperately needed to get home to Jim.

Claire was busy taking orders. I tapped her on shoulder and let her know I was going. She gave me a hug and thanked me for my efforts. She gave me a second hug and whispered in my ear.

"Get off home to Jim. From what I just saw of it, your cunt is ripe for a good fucking."