0 comments/ 68089 views/ 4 favorites The Grand Party By: GreenDemonGurlie As you walk into my apartment, I notice that you are carrying something in your hands. I look to see what it is and realize it is a mask. “Is this some sort of special event?” I ask, questioning the need for a mask. ”Well, in a sense,” you say as you continue to explain. “You see, all the women that are in attendance must wear a mask at all times. The men roam freely, without a mask, but the women are not allowed to remove theirs. It adds to the mysteriousness of it all.” “What is this for again?” I ask. “A charity event held once per year. People come from all over to participate and millions of dollars are contributed. It’s a great evening and I am very excited to be sharing it with you.” You lean and give me a kiss as you hand me the mask. I go into the bathroom to put the mask on and adjust it so it fits right. It is a dark half face style that only covers the upper half of the face. There are long black feathers that come off it, with a mixture of smaller green and blue feathers around the eyeholes. It’s very beautiful and I come out of the bathroom wearing it to see what you think. “Breathtaking” is all you say as I enter the living room. I walk over to you and kiss you as the feathers from my mask tickle your face. We head out to the car and are soon on our way. It’s about half an hour until we get there and we talk a little on the way. We pull up to what I can only describe as a mansion. The building is huge and there is a large semi circle style driveway in front that could easily consist of five lanes of cars. You pull up as a man walks around to your side of the car. You open the door and step out, handing him your keys. I get out as well, with the help of another young man. You come around and take my arm as we walk up towards the large front door. There are several lanterns along the walk and the smell of water and roses fills the air. As we get to the door, it opens and a man welcomes us in. He takes our coats and then points for us to continue down a long hallway. As we progress, I take in the beautiful artwork, delicate carvings and impressive statues that line the hall. As the hall ends, a large room opens to our left. There are many people, some sitting and some standing. Almost all of them are drinking and appear to be having a good time in their conversations. You lead me into the room, guiding me by my arm. There are mostly men in the room and only a few women. I look them over, attempting to determine if I am under or over dressed for the occasion. You told me to wear your favorite dress, a black silky piece that comes to about mid thigh. There are thin straps that weave across the shoulders and the back comes down excessively low so that wearing panties is not acceptable, as they would peek over the edge. The women present all seem to be wearing cocktail style dresses, so I feel as though my own attire is ok. You bring me over to a full bar where you order us each a drink. The bartender pours you a glass of bourbon and mixes me a sweet concoction that smells of vanilla. We take our drinks and mingle with some of the other attendees. I talk with a handsome gentleman about current events and he invites me to come sit with him near the fireplace across the room. I give a glance your way and you nod approval as the man takes my arm and leads me away. We seat ourselves on a lush couch near the raging fire. The heat of it emanates out and warms my bare arms. This man sits close to me on the couch and I feel a small amount of discomfort as he rests a hand on my stocking-clad knee. We talk a while longer and then he says in a cool and calming voice, “Would you like to come with me to a different room?” “Is there something that you wish to show me?” I ask. “Well, there is more to this party than meets the eye, my dear,” he says as a mischievous grin forms on his lips. I contemplate his offer a moment and then excuse myself to speak with you. I walk slowly over to where you are standing with three other men. I lean into your ear and say, “This man would like to take me to a different room. What’s going on?” You look at me and then return your attention to the men you are talking with. “Excuse me, gentlemen, I have something to attend to at the moment.” You pull me to an isolated corner and start to inform me of the goings on. “This is a party where people mingle with one another. You do not need to be afraid to wander freely, but you must be in the company of someone when you do. You are more than welcome to wander with this man, if that is of your choosing. You may also come with me, if that is your preference.” I look at you a moment as my questioning mind starts to work. “I will leave you to your conversation, my sweet,” I say as I plant a soft kiss on your cheek. “I will go with this man to see what else this gathering has going on.” I leave you and return to the man on the couch. He rises to greet my return and then takes my arm. We walk through the room and as we pass where you are standing, you give me a little wink. I continue my progression with him to the end of the room where he presses a panel, revealing a small doorway. He pulls the door open, allowing me to enter ahead of him. We are at the base of a small staircase and he leads me up them to another door. He opens it and a large, dimly lit room appears on the other side. He ushers me in and as my eyes adjust, I see several people, both male and female, in different states of undress. There are candles all throughout the room and there are many types of furniture, some of which I have never before seen. I scan the room, noticing that indeed, all the women are wearing masks, however some of them are wearing little or nothing else. I stand a moment in shock as the wave of what is going on hits me. “What is this about?” I ask of this strange man. “This, my dear, is the REAL party,” he responds. “This is where the fun begins and you are more than welcome to come along for the ride.” I stand there a moment, almost in disbelief of my eyes and ears, deciding what it is I want to do. Surely you know what this party is about since you have been here many times before, but this is all new to me. These people are all involved in some sexual act, whether it be actual intercourse, oral gratification, bondage or just the initial intrigues of a man investigating a woman’s body. “Very well, show me what it is that you brought me here to see,” I say to him with a certain amount of willfulness. He leads me through the room to a slightly enclosed area. There is a chair here that resembles something you might see when going to the dentist’s office. The seat is black leather and there are several restraints attached to the chair arms and legs. There is also a selection of ‘devices’ near the chair, some I recognize and some I don’t. “Would you like to take a seat in the chair, my precious?” he asks me as his eyes, which were so intriguing and sweet before, seem to devour me as they drift along my entire body. “I will sit, but I do not want to be restrained,” I say looking at him to read his mood and his eyes. ”Very well, please sit and I will not restrain you until you ask for it,” he says watching as I get onto the chair. I ease into the chair, which is surprisingly comfy. I can feel the coolness of the leather as my dress rides up slightly and the bareness of my thighs above my stockings touches it. He leaves the area a moment, returning with a beautiful brunette. She is a little taller than I am and is wearing a tight black leather outfit that accentuates her assets well. He leads the woman towards me and then takes a seat in a large chair nearby. I can see his eyes as they hungrily watch the woman make her approach to me. I look up at the woman as she stands above me, smiling down into my face. “Are you afraid?” she asks as she lays a warm hand on my arm. ”Only a little,” I respond as the heat of her hand starts to spread through my arm. ”There is no need, you know. I will not do anything you do not want and I will not allow anyone to do anything you do not want.” I do not know why, but I trust this woman. It may be because she is a woman and there is a certain amount of kinship that comes from being in the presence of someone who is of your own sex. She runs her hand down along my arm and then brings it to my thigh. She lets her fingers slip under the hem and move upwards as they find the edge of my stockings. She continues up and reveals to herself that I am not wearing any panties. A smile forms as she says, “Very nice.” She reaches up and further to run her fingers along my stomach. “May I?” she asks as she presses further upward towards my breasts. I am unsure of how I should proceed. Will you be angry with me if I allow this to continue? Surely you know what was to become of me leaving with this man. These are the thoughts spilling through my mind as my mouth responds to the brunette. “Yes, you may,” I say as her fingers move further up. Soon she has one breast in her grasp and I again glance over at the man seated near us. He looks very excited at the display before him. “I would like to take off your dress now,” she whispers as her hands slide down to the hem of my dress again and start to pull at the material. I oblige by raising my hands above my head and she slips it up and over. I am now laying on this chair in only my heels and stockings, my breasts and pussy fully exposed to anyone that might happen by, not to mention this man and woman that I have never met before this evening. She runs her hands along my entire body and I can feel my natural reaction kick in. My lust starts to take over as this woman’s hands work my body unlike anyone has before. I begin to writhe under her hands as they caress, pinch and play with me. I close my eyes and then feel as her tongue is added to the fray. She glides it along my body, lingering in spots to swirl circles and then continuing on an unknown path. Her hands are still roaming as well, finding all the right spots to tug and grope. Soon she has me in a small frenzy and I moan lightly as she brings her tongue to my slit. It slips between and I can feel her tongue playing with my stiff button. She flicks at it and sends spasms through me. She stops and then moves to my ear, letting her hair fall across me as she leans in close. “Would you like to be bound, my dear?” she asks. “I would love to devour you while you were bound and helpless.” I am in such a state that I do not know how to respond. The thought of being bound and unable to move scares me to death, but also brings a huge amount of excitement to me, most notably from the wetness that gushes between my legs. I nod agreement to her offer and she begins to adjust the armrests of the chair. She then takes my arms and fastens them above my head to the armrests. She then does the same with my legs, binding them at the ankles to the chair. She spreads my legs widely, the parts of the chair my legs are attached to moving with them. She stands between my spread thighs and lowers herself to eat. She ravages me and soon I am moaning louder. My eyes are tightly closed and then I feel hands on me. I open them to see another woman fondling my breasts. I am at such an extreme point in my desires that I can do nothing to ask why she is here or what it is that’s going to happen next. I lean my head back again and continue to enjoy the ride I am being taken on. I can feel as hands are added to my body, fingers feeling me from the inside, groping at my breasts, some delicate, some forceful. I open my eyes at one point and glance to the man seated near us. He is stroking his cock as he watches the entertainment of me being handled. I look around me to see that there are now about five people playing with me. I can feel my orgasm build and just when I think it is coming, a motion is changed, bringing me down a few notches. The intensity of a lick is slowed or stopped. Maybe someone fingering me changes the method. It could be any of these things or combinations of several, but I am starting to pull at my restraints as the pressures within me build and my need for satisfaction consumes me. All of a sudden, all of the pressures and senses at my pussy stop and the presence of the brunette is removed. I open my eyes to see you coming forth. You are not wearing any pants and your hard cock is protruding in front of you. There are still numerous hands all over my body as you enter me. Your cock slides in easily from all the wetness provided by my insides as well as the brunette’s tongue. You slip in and out of me at a medium pace and soon the brunette leans into my ear again. “Would you like me to lick your clit while he fucks you?” she murmurs into my ear. I cannot speak, but nod my head as she moves down and I feel her hair lay across my thighs. The sensation of her tongue slipping across my fully exposed clit as you ram into me brings me to the edge of climax. Numerous hands feel every available portion of my body. The man that led me here is still watching as these actions take place. I am crying out soon as a finger enters my asshole, you ram your cock into me, the brunette laps at my clit and hands pinch and lick my nipples. My orgasm comes and I scream out, “Oh don’t ever fucking stop this!” You fuck harder and faster as my orgasm causes my walls to clutch your cock inside. Another woman climbs onto me and balances herself over my face. “Would you like to eat my pussy?” she asks. I stick out my tongue and taste her, my first taste of a woman in this way and groan loudly as you continue your thrusts into me. I suck, lick and nibble at this woman’s box as a new orgasm starts to take over immediately following the end of the first. You keep pushing into me and soon I can feel your release as you continue to slide into me. I eat the woman as I come, feeling my tongue slip and slide over her clit again and again. Soon she is ready to come and I can feel someone slip fingers into her. My tongue flicks at them as it slips around her little lump. She explodes and shakes as her climax is reached. She dismounts me and all the hands that were touching me stop. You pull out of me and come to my face. You lick my lips, tasting the woman that was there not a moment before and then you kiss me deeply. “I am going to release you now and we are going to another place.” You undo my restraints and I sit up. You have already assembled yourself and bring me a sheer robe to wear. “I have something wonderful to share with you,” you say as you take me out of the enclosure and lead me through the room to another door. You open it and there are a few people disrobing and another door at the end of the room. There are small enclosures for clothes and you begin to undress, stacking your clothes neatly into one of the cubbyholes in the wall. I remove my robe, heels and stockings, leaving me completely nude. I put my things into another space and then you lead me by the arm to the other door. You open it and we enter to find many people forming circles of oral pleasure. There are rings upon rings of people, seemingly hundreds of them. There is an unfinished circle on the outside edge that is set as alternating male to female and we go to one end of it. There is a woman there who is voraciously sucking at a mans cock. You lay down behind her on your side and pull her legs apart as you start to eat her. I lie down as well, on my opposite side, and begin to suck your cock, feeling it swell in my mouth. We are going for a moment, and then I feel a man come between my thighs, his hair tickling me as he begins to lick. And so the circle continues. We stay in the circle, me bringing you to orgasm twice, the man behind me bringing me to it three times. The only sounds in the room are the muffled moans against others flesh and the continuous lapping and sucking noises. Soon we are done and are leaving the room. The circle adjusts to replace our absence and we return to the room with our clothes. My dress has been added to my belongings. I turn to you and ask, “Are we done now or is there more?” “We can be done if you have had enough,” you say. “There are other places to show you, if you are interested in seeing them.” I opt for the sheer robe rather than my dress, showing you my interest in more exploration. You redress yourself, as it seems it is found inappropriate for a man to be wandering around half naked, yet perfectly reasonable for a woman to be prancing in any state of undress. We head towards the door as more people come in. You lead me along to a narrow stairway down. It seems to go on for quite a ways, but we eventually get to the bottom. This place is also very dimly lit, and there are only a few sparse candles to light the way. There are what appear to be several doors, each with markers that are illuminated. There are several colors, and different doors have different markers lit. We pause at a door and you look at me. “Are you ready?” you ask. “Should I not be? I reply. “Well, this is going to be a lot farther out of your realm than you have been, even tonight,” you say with all seriousness. “I don’t want you to be uncomfortable and if you don’t think you can handle it, say so now and we will leave.” I think to ask what is beyond the door, but decide to just be surprised. I am adventurous and trust you enough to know that no harm will come to me. “I would like to go in with you,” I say with a naughty smirk. You open the door and streams of light shine through the cracks into the darkness of the hall. We go in, closing the door behind us. A button on the inside of the room is pressed by a woman dressed from head to toe in black leather. She has heels so high on that I have no idea how she manages to walk in them. There is another person in the room, a man, also completely encase in leather, although he is not wearing a mask as the woman is. You and I come into the room and the woman takes your arm. The man comes over to me and soon all our clothes are removed and we are being strapped with our arms above our heads to chains and bindings attached to the ceiling. The leather couple stands before us, watching, as we stand naked and defenseless. They then start to walk around us, as if inspecting our bodies. All of a sudden, I feel a sharp sting on my ass and I let out a little yipe as leather strikes my bare bottom. The blow comes a few more times and then I look over to you. The woman has a paddle in her hand and is on an upward swing as she prepares to strike you with it. I can see a glint in her eye as the paddle comes down and makes contact with your naked flesh. Next, I can feel cold metal sliding down my spine. It traces around to the top of my ass as the man comes around towards my front. It comes over my hip and I look down to see that he has a knife. I say nothing, but a small amount of fear begins to build within me. He brings the knife up along my ribs and then over my breast. I can feel the coolness of the metal as the flat edge presses against my nipple. I glance over at you and see you watching intently as this man fondles me with the knife. You seem to be intrigued by it, and I can see your cock begin to harden as you watch. My nipples are fully erect from a combination of the excitement, fear and the coldness of the blade. He moves it downward again and presses it against my shaved slit. My excitement increases even more as I feel the tip press to my skin. Not breaking through, but I can feel the pressure of it. He takes the knife away and steps behind me out of view. The woman is now in front of you and has a hold of your cock in her hands. She is fastening a device around your balls and the base of your cock. She then runs her long, red fingernails up your chest, leaving light marks behind. She then bites at your nipples and then pinches them with her fingers. It’s then that I feel something slide between my thighs. The Grand Party: Second Year It is that time of year again. Last year was my first visit to “the grand party” with my then “male companion”. This year, I am told that I am allowed to invite a new attendee of my choosing to involve in the festivities. I am so excited as I dial your number to ask if you wish to join me this year. You answer the phone and I begin by simply saying, “How would you like to try something a little different?” “There is a party this Saturday night that I attended last year and I think you would really enjoy it. It’s something unlike anything you have ever experienced and I can’t tell you much about it, but I promise that you will enjoy yourself.” “Well, I trust you,” you begin. “If you think it is something that I will enjoy, I’m game. Is there a particular way I should dress for this party?” “Yes,” I say. “You should dress in a tuxedo. I will be wearing a mask, but you will have no need for one. You see, all the women in attendance must wear a mask at all times and the men roam freely, without a mask. The women are not allowed to remove their masks during the evening. It adds to the mysteriousness of it all.” “What is this party for exactly?” you ask. “A charity event held once per year,” I say. “People come from all over to participate and millions of dollars are contributed. It’s truly an event to be involved in and I am so glad that you will be coming along with me this year.” “How did you come to know about this party?” you ask. “Well,” I begin, “The man that I was seeing at this time last year brought me.” “It was something that he thought I would enjoy, and I did. Since I was in the registry by my own name, they sent me the information this year and informed me that I could bring a new companion.” We finish our conversation and I hang up the phone. My excitement for the coming Saturday builds as the week progresses on. I cannot wait to see your reactions to the “grand party”. Finally, it is Saturday night and I am getting myself ready for the evening. I dress in a tight, deep green dress that comes to mid thigh. It has thin, braided straps over the shoulders and a plunging neckline allowing for a breathtaking view of my ample cleavage. I put on thigh-high black stockings and green heels to match my dress. I pull on matching gloves that go up over my elbows. I have a small black mask that covers only the top half of my face, but has thin, green feathers falling around to frame my face. I am positioning the mask as you ring the doorbell. I come to the door and open it. You come inside and give me a quick kiss on the cheek. “Wow,” you say. “I know you said the women had to wear masks, but I guess I just didn’t really know what to expect.” I look you over as my cheeks flush. You look exquisite in your black tuxedo. “I have a few finishing touches,” I say. “I’ll be right back.” I then walk back to the bathroom to finish with my mask and touch up a few places on my outfit, ensuring everything is in place. I come out to meet with you again, grab a lace wrap that I pull around my shoulders and then go to the window and peek out. “Ah, right on time,” I say. “Shall we go?” You come stand next to me and take my arm and we head to the door. I open it and outside you see a black limousine. We head out to the car and the driver opens the door for us. We get inside and before he closes the door, I hand him a slip of paper. “Please take us here,” I say as he nods and closes the door. We make our way to the party and talk as we go. Your hand lingers on my thigh and slowly moves upwards until you feel the edge of my stocking. I rest my hand along your thigh and slip it up until I can feel the slight bulge close to where your thighs meet. I lean over and kiss your neck, then whisper, “Oh my sweet, the things I will show you tonight.” The limo comes to a stop and the driver comes around and opens the door. We get out of the car and walk towards the entrance of the massive building. I can see the awe in your eyes as we approach. I remember feeling the same way when I first saw it. I hold you close to me as the door opens and the man inside welcomes us, takes your coat and my wrap and then points in the direction for us to go. As we walk along the hallway, I tell you that you are free to mingle with others, both men and women, but that I do not want you to leave any room that I am in without telling me first. You agree as we come to the large room on the left. As we walk in, I see a few familiar faces and nod or wave to them. We move along to the bar at the far end of the room and each get a drink. A young gentleman approaches us and greets us both. He then requests my attention and I offer it, telling you to go meet some of the others. I walk away with the man; glancing over my shoulder and seeing you start to look around as though you are wondering what you should do next. You move along and then start talking with a group of men near the bar. I return my attention to the man by my side and we start to talk. He tells me of some of his adventures from previous parties and I smile and occasionally look in your direction to see how you are coming along. I break away from the man and come over to where you are talking with an older man. I lean in close and whisper, “Would you like to see some of the rest of the house?” You say you would and we excuse ourselves from the man you are speaking with. I take your hand and lead you towards one of the walls with fine wooden paneling. I press a spot on the wall and a passage is revealed. I step through and pull you behind me as the panel slides shut behind us. We walk along a narrow corridor and come to a door. I open the door and we make our way into a red hallway. The walls are draped in fine red velvet and the carpeting is thick, red plush. There are places that show breaks in the fabric along the walls and a few places that have deep red cords pulling the cloth away to reveal dark red doors. I push open one of the doors and pull the strings keeping the cloth pulled away. The cloth pulls down, hiding the door behind it. We go into the room, which is dimly lit with dark red candles. There is a large tub in the middle of the room, filled with water and red rose petals. The aroma from the tub is intoxicating and already I can feel my sexual urges awakening. There are a few blood red towels hanging along the edge of the tub on thin silver racks and a bottle of fine champagne chilled in a small tub of ice. Two glasses are sitting next to the tub. I pull you to me and kiss you gently. I start to pull away your clothes and you kiss down along my neck as your hands pull down my dress. I rest my ass against the edge of the tub as you run your hands up along each thigh, pulling down my stockings and removing my shoes. “Get into the tub, my sweet,” I say as I look over your completely nude body in the candlelight. You do as I ask as I pull off my mask and set it aside, then I enter as well. You sit down and I come towards you, sitting on your lap facing you. I reach over and pull out the bottle of champagne and pop the cork. I take a drink of it and then kiss you lightly. I then bring the bottle to your lips and let you take a drink. I set the bottle down and kiss you again and I can already feel your cock growing beneath me in the rose-fragranced water. Your hands are on my body and moving to my breasts, which float at the waters surface. We kiss and touch, feeling the warmth of the water over us and the sensations of our skin touching as it slips and slides against the others flesh. I gently rotate my hips, putting pressure against your cock as the hardness pushes against me. I move a little and allow you to slip inside me as I move own onto you again. I let out a little moan as I feel you enter me. I move against you, feeling you push into me, feeling the friction from the water taking away some of my natural lubrication, almost heightening the sensation of our act. You pull at my breasts as I continue to grind against you and the water begins to slosh over the edges of the tub. I lean my head back and push harder and faster against you, pulling at your shoulders to gain leverage. At once, we find our release and both shiver against one another as we recuperate. I lift myself off you and sit beside you. I put my hand along your thigh as I kiss your neck and slowly move my hand up along your thigh to your cock. I start to play with it, feeling it’s weight against my hand and then it starts to stiffen again. I continue to stroke you as it regains its full attention and then I take a large breath of air and dunk my head under the water. I press my lips against the tip of your cock and slowly envelop it and slide along your length. I suck fast and hard, feeling the heat in my mouth and the excitement of the situation. Your hands find their way into my hair under the water as I continue to suck your cock. You run your fingers into it and gently move me with them. I quicken my pace and press my lips harder against your shaft as I move. I can feel you prepare for your release and I rub my tongue back and forth along the underside of your cock. Soon, you are shooting into my mouth and I am drinking you down like a beverage. I pull away and return to the surface of the water. “That was so fucking incredible,” you gasp. “You have no idea!” I smile at you and then make my way out of the tub. “Where are you going?” you ask. “Oh my sweet, there are so many more things to show you,” I say. “You should get out and dry off.” You step outside the tub as I am toweling my body dry. I put the towel around my hair and dry it as best I can. I then start to pull on my stockings and dress. I reach over and grab my mask, putting it back on and then help you finish getting back into your own clothes. Once we are assembled again, I walk towards the door and open it. We walk through and I leave the door open as we continue along the hallway. At the end, there is a doorway, and stairs just past. We walk up the staircase and enter a large room that has several doors. I turn to you and ask, “Would you like to pick one?” You nod and walk over to a door at the far end of the room. I open it and we step through. Once inside, our eyes adjust to the lighting and see a circle of chairs. Most of the chairs are currently seating men, but a few have no one in them. All the men are naked from the waist down, raging hard ons protruding in front of them. There is music playing and several completely nude women walk within the circle of chairs. Suddenly, the music stops and the women scramble for a male lap to sit on. All but one woman finds a seat and the ones that do slip slowly down along the cock of the man they have found. They writhe along the cocks and then the music begins again. The women then remove themselves from the laps and continue around in the circle again. “Shall we?” I ask you. You look at me and say, “What is this?” “This is part of the party, my dear,” I say. “This is a party where you are free to do as you like.” “Is it safe?” you ask. “Of course,” I say. “Those invited go through a series of tests and those that accompany those invited are picked specially by the invitees due to the nature of the party.” You look at me a long time and then say, “Well, lets get started!” You remove your shoes and pants and take a seat in one of the chairs. I completely undress myself and take stride within the inner circle. The music stops again and I do not find a seat upon any cock. I look over to you and see a beautiful brunette pressing herself onto your cock. A shiver of jealousy strikes me, not because another woman has you, but because I do not have a lap to sit on. She presses into you and I can see your cock slip in and out of her wet pussy. I can feel my own wetness between my thighs and the all too familiar throb as my desire to get fucked increases. The music begins again and all the women resume their walk. This time, when the music stops, I find the lap of a man about 30 years old, a handsome man with dark hair and deep, green eyes. I slip down onto his cock and immediately feel a gush of relief from between my thighs. I am facing him and glance over my shoulder to see a big-breasted blonde bouncing in your lap. The music starts and I lift myself from the man’s lap. I resume my walk again and pass you, then the music stops. I try to get onto your lap, but another brunette beats me to you and I end up in the lap of the man next to you. I slip down onto him and look over at you as the brunette slips onto you. She rotates her hips and grinds herself down onto you and I mimic her movements. I watch her as she slips along you and then look at you as you watch me do as she does. I can feel the hands of the man I am fucking as they move onto my hips while I thrust against him. The music starts again and I pull myself away from him. We continue walking in our circle and this time when the music stops, I find myself in your lap. I lean in close and whisper, “Would you like to see something else?” “Yes,” you reply. With that, I lift myself off you almost completely, then slam down against you and kiss your lips. I then pull myself away and pull you by the hand to our clothes. We get dressed and leave through the door we came in at. I walk towards a door, still pulling you behind me. I open it and find a small room with several lockers along each wall and another door at the other side. Above one set of lockers there is a sign that says “WOMEN” and above the other it says “MEN”. I start to remove my clothes and put them into one of the lockers. You follow suit and do the same. Once we are completely nude, except for my mask, we walk through the door. Inside, there is what can only be described as an actual orgy. There are men and women all writhing around on the floor, various sexual positions, women eating other women, men fucking women from all angles, and they all are covered in a slick and sweet smelling oil. There are showers along the far wall of the room and a few couples are washing each other, some still involved in sexual acts. Near the door we have entered is a large pedestal holding a bowl filled with the sweet oil. I dip my hands inside and then put them onto your body. I start at your neck and make my way down over your chest. I give you a kiss and then dip my hands in the bowl again. I rub my hands across your back and down over your ass, making sure to completely cover you in the oil. I dip again and then run my hands along your arms. I move to your legs because I am saving the best for last. Once your legs are doused, I dip my hands a final time in the warm oil and then run my slick finger and palms against your sack and cock. I take my time and bring you to full hardness. I kiss you once more and then you put your hands into the oil. I turn around in front of you so that my back is facing you. Your hands slip along my neck and down my back to the top of my ass. They slide down along my cheeks and you pinch lightly. You take your hands away and then I feel them on my legs. You rub slowly, driving my crazy. You bring your hands up along the fronts of my thighs and then press yourself against my back as you move up along my stomach. You run your hands across my stomach and then up over my breasts. You slowly rub the oil into my skin, pressing and pinching my nipples. You then dip your hands again and move them across my shaved pussy. You slip a finger inside for a moment to tease and then turn me to face you. You kiss me quickly and then we walk towards the floor of people. We sit down and kiss gently and then a man in the mix is massaging one of my breasts while another starts to finger fuck me. A woman has already found your cock and is sucking on you as the sea of bodies pulls us. A woman licks at my breast and then kisses me firmly as she pinches my hard nipple. I crawl along on my hands and knees. It seems like a million hands are on me at once and then I feel a man’s cock penetrating me. He enters me from behind as more hands find their way onto my body. I can feel a woman slip beneath me as she starts to lick my clit as the hard cock pounds into me. I try to find you amidst all the faces, but soon I am drowning in my own pleasure. Hands pinch, grab, caress my breasts, the cock slamming into me, the woman’s tongue on my clit, a finger slipped into my tight asshole, a woman kissing my lips. I am moaning and pushing myself against the ramming cock. Soon my orgasm begins and I start to moan louder. The cock without a face empties itself into me and then pulls away. The woman cleans the mess with her tongue and inserts two of her fingers inside me. She then pulls herself away from me and I collapse to the floor. Hands are still all over my body and once I regain myself, I move along the floor. I find a young woman lying with her legs spread wide. She has a man standing over her with his cock in her mouth. Hands are on both her breasts, but no one is attending to her beautiful, ripe, wet cunt and I bring myself to her. I drop my face into her flesh and lap voraciously at her little button. I can feel her squirming around my head as I suck lightly and lick around her clit. I slip in two fingers and fuck her while I eat her juicy little peach. She starts to shake as her orgasm takes her. She is moaning against the man’s cock and I am moaning into her as she expels herself. I lick her and continue to push my fingers in and out of her. My ass is in the air and I can feel a cock enter my asshole. I keep licking at her as he keeps slipping in and out of me. I can feel hands on my hips as I am pulled against the cock in my ass. I scramble to keep myself at the woman’s pussy, but want to take more of the cock into me as well. I finish the woman off once more and then pull my mouth away. She is now looking down at me and smiling widely. I push back against the cock in my ass and moan loudly as I smile back at her. Another woman slips under me and starts to lick my nipple while her hands move between my thighs and she slips three fingers in. Once my juices are really flowing, she slips in a fourth as the cock continues to ream my asshole. She keeps her momentum in time with the cock in my ass and twists a nipple between her fingertips. She slowly moves her thumb up inside me and begins to gently twist and push her hand inside. Pain shoots through me, but extreme pleasure at the same time. She pushes farther in and once she gets past “the ring”, she makes a fist. She slowly twists her fist in half circles inside of me. I look down between my thighs and see that she is past the wrist inside my cunt. I moan again as her pressure stays consistent with the ramming in my ass and I start to twitch and flex against her fist. My orgasm comes and I start to cry out. The dick in my ass keeps ramming and then wetness slips out as he fills me up. The woman keeps moving her hand gently and then slowly pulls away from me. The man pulls his cock out and I slowly pull myself away to the edge of the group. As I near the edge, I see you with your face buried between a redheads thighs and a blonde licking your cock as she slips a finger in and out of your asshole. I start to move towards you and assist the blonde in devouring your cock. We both lick up the sides and then take turns slipping our mouths down over your shaft. I look up at you while I wait my turn, your mouth still pleasuring the redhead. The blonde and I continue to take our turns and occasionally lick up the sides of your cock as I grip your balls in my hand and her finger continues in and out of your ass. Soon, you are getting close and I can feel your getting harder. I give the blonde one more turn and then take you into my mouth to finish you off. You explode and I swallow all I can, some dripping down from my lips as I pull away from you. The blonde leans close to me and licks the drips from my chin and then licks you the rest of the way clean. The Grand Party: Second Year “Are you ready to move on?” I ask. “Or do you want to go home?” “Is there more still?” you ask. “Oh, indeed there is, my sweet,” I say. “Then let us move on,” you reply. We make our way out of the people and over to the showers. We clean each other, getting all the oil off and then grab two towels as we walk back to the room where our clothes are. We step inside and dress once again. We exit the small room and re-enter the large room with all the doors. “Hmmm…Four doors that we still have not entered, but I am getting tired,” I think to myself. “And sore for that matter.” I look at you and say, “Well, which door now?” You look around the room and point to a smaller door across the room. We walk towards it and just before we get there, you pull me close to you. You kiss me deeply and then lean close to my ear. “This has been amazing,” you whisper. “Thank you for sharing this with me.” I smile at you and then open the door. Again, as with the last room, we are in a small room with several lockers and another door on the far again. We take off our clothes and then go through the door. Inside is a banquet hall. There are many men and women in the room. There is enough food lain on the table to feed hundreds, all sorts of foods, fruits, desserts, meals and beverages. Men and women are engaged in various acts, some just feeding the food to each other, others using the food in a sexual manner. There is a corner that appears to have a tub full of flavored gelatin that people are “wrestling” in. We walk over to the table and you take a pear from the fruit dish. You bring it to my mouth and I take a bite. The juice drips and you catch it with your tongue. I take another bite and then kiss you, letting you taste the pear juice from my lips and then I take it from your hand and set it down. I pick up a strawberry and drag it through a large bowl of whipped cream. I bring it to your mouth and as you lean forward to bite into it, I pull it away and kiss you. I then lick the cream quick with my tongue and let you have a taste. You sink your teeth into the berry, the cream on your lips and I lick the excess away. You take handfuls of a few desserts and start wiping them across my breasts and between my thighs. You slip a finger inside me and then pull it out and let me lick your fingers. You lick at my nipples, covered in chocolate, whipped cream and jelly. I take some pudding from a dish and smear it over you, leaning forward to lick it away almost as quickly as I put it on you. You pull me against you and I can feel your sticky sweet hands on my ass. You kiss me and I can feel the stickiness between us. You push me back and then lower yourself between my thighs. You slip your tongue between my velvet lips and circle my clit with your tongue. You flick it and suck lightly as you slide two fingers inside slowly. I look down to see you peering up over my mound, into my eyes. You continue to lick at me and soon slip a third finger inside. You move them in and out at a consistent pace and lick in time with your hand motions. I start to move my hips with you and you increase your speed as you bring me closer to orgasm. I tighten myself against your fingers and you feel the pressure and heat there. You lick faster and press a little harder with your tongue as you strive to bring me to orgasm. You rub your thumb between my clit and hole, pressing firmly in circles. You run your tongue flat up over my clit again and again and I can feel it coming. I grab against the table and look at you as my orgasm takes me. You continue your motions until my shaking calms. You stand before me and I wrap my arms around your neck and kiss you. We walk together around the table, picking up food along the way and taking tastes of all the delicacies. We walk past a man and a woman, the man fucking the woman with a large banana. We see another couple, the woman lying on the floor with a large apple pie between her thighs as the man comes forward and buries his face in the pie. We make our way to the tub of gelatin. There are two women and one man already in the tub, but there is plenty of room for both of us. We get inside and one of the women comes close to me. “May I play with your breasts?” she asks. “I think they are beautiful.” I look at her, thank her, and nod as she comes closer. She puts her slick hands on my breasts and plays with the nipples. You watch as she fondles me and I bring my hand down onto your hard cock. She starts licking and gently biting at my breasts and I start to stroke your cock. She moves her face from one breast to the other, licking, biting and sucking as her hands massage them, occasionally pulling at my nipples. I increase the speed of my stroke on your cock and look as you watch the woman. I gently squeeze your cock as I stroke you and the woman pinches my nipples harder as her tongue traces around them. You are still watching her and then glance to me a moment. Your eyes return to her as she continues to play with my breasts. I increase my speed and feel you get a little harder as you come close to your orgasm. The woman says, “Would it be ok if I kissed you?” I nod and she brings her face close and touches my lips gently with hers. She starts to move even closer to me and I can feel her against my thigh as her tongue slips into my mouth. I pump along your cock faster still and I can feel as you release your load. I slow my movements as the woman and I continue to kiss. The woman moves away from me and we decide to get out of the tub. We step out and there is another door, marked “CLEAN”. We go through the door and step into a room of showers. We get under the spray of one and get completely cleaned off, playing with each other some as we do. There is another door at the far end of the shower room and we go through it. Inside there are massage tables with women standing next to them, some of them occupied by other guests. We each decide a massage would feel excellent and each take a table. I lie down on the table and immediately the woman’s hands, warm and slick, are on me. She begins at my neck, rubbing firmly. She massages down along my back and over my ass, she takes care and moves slowly, giving me full relaxation. She continues down along my legs and then asks me to turn over. She then starts up by my chest and works her way down. She spends a significant amount of time at my breasts, almost playing with my nipples rather than giving me a massage. She runs her hands across my stomach and then down across my shaved mound. Her hands feel so warm and wonderful as then run across my skin. She slips her hands between my thighs and rubs gently along my tender, pink flesh. I moan quietly as I fall into deep relaxation and she starts to play with my “naughty bits”. I am swept into a semi conscious state, focused only on the sensations between my thighs. Soon I am starting to orgasm and she continues to move down towards my feet. I am stunned that she was able to bring me to orgasm and as I lay there a moment to regain myself, I realize that she has left. I look over and see your massage is almost complete and you have a large grin on your face. You must have received a similar treatment. I was so lost in my own world, I didn’t even pay attention to what was going on with you. I sit up on my table and look over at you. The woman finishes with you and you sit up as well. The women return with our clothes and we take them and put them on. We move to one another and you take me in your arms. “Are you ready to go?” I ask. “Or would you still like to explore more?” You seem to ponder this a moment and then kiss me deeply. “How are you feeling?” you ask. “Are you wanting to stay longer or are you wanting to go home?” “Well, I am a little tired and a little sore as well, but that massage really helped to relax me,” I say. “I could go for one more exploration and then we can head home.” “I think that sounds great,” you say. “Although, I think something fairly tame would be a good idea,” you say with a grin. I nod agreement and we walk to a door at the end of the room. We go through and there is a long blue hallway, similar to the one that we saw earlier in red. We find an unoccupied room and enter. Inside is a large bed, a selection of sex toys and a small phone. Included in the toys are various whips, harnesses, restraints, vibrators and dildos, butt plugs, anal beads and gags. The bed has large posts that almost reach the ceiling with thick metal rings spaced evenly from top to bottom. I walk over to the phone and pick it up. There is no dial tone, only a voice on the other end. It says, “Can I help you?” I ask the woman on the other end what she has to offer and she replies, “Well, I can send a mixture of male or female partners to you, up to six total.” “Would you like me to send anyone?” I think a moment and say, “Yes, please send one woman in about an hour.” She agrees and then hangs up her end of the phone. I put the phone down and get you undressed. I lie you down on the bed and then stand over you, slowly taking off my clothes as I strip for you. I drop my dress down onto your chest and gently rub between my thighs over my sheer panties, my wetness seeping through and making the material slickery. Already your cock is hardening. I unhook my bra and drop that onto you as well as I start to play with my breasts. I move my head down as I raise one nipple to the tip of my tongue. I lick at it as you watch me intently. I lower myself against you, letting you feel the wetness of my panties as I rub against your stiff cock. I slide down along your body, breathing hot breath against you as I move along. I bring myself up along your body, dragging along your cock as I come up and kiss you on the neck. I spin around and crawl down to the end of the bed, wiggling my ass for you as I go. When I get to the end, I start to pull away my panties. I stand up and say, “Get some restraints, I want you to tie me to the bed standing up.” You reach over and grab two wrist restraints and stand behind me on the bed. You fasten one wrist to one bedpost and the other wrist to the other side. You run your hands down along my body and smack me on the ass a few times, gently. You then pull yourself close to me from behind and run your hands down over my stomach and then to my wet pussy. You start to slip inside me and you feel so incredible. I pull against the restraints as you pull against my hips and thrust inward. You bite into my neck as you push and then the door opens. A luscious brunette walks in. Her hair is to her ass and loose and she is wearing a short, silky, black robe. She walks over and removes her robe as you continue to take me from behind. Her breasts are large and a welcomed sight as you thrust from behind. She stands before me and presses her face into my crotch, licking at my clit as you continue to thrust. Almost immediately I can feel my orgasm hit and I start to cry out. The woman continues to lick and you keep pushing harder into me. You are grabbing at my breasts as you pull me back towards you. You push hard and fast a few times and then let out a groan as you shoot inside me. The woman keeps licking as the wetness drips down my thighs. You pull out of me and release my wrists from the restraints. I drop to the bed and lie on my side. You lie down in front of me, holding me close. The woman moves around to the table with the toys and rummages through them. She makes a few motions and then comes to lie behind me on the bed. As she moves closer, I can feel a dildo pressing against my ass. She strokes my hair and kisses along my back. You kiss my face and say, “two at once?” I look at you and nod as you move closer to me and I wrap one leg over you. You slowly insert your cock into my pussy as the woman enters my ass from behind. You both slowly move in and out of my holes and my orgasm builds. I pull you close to me and kiss you ravenously. You push in and the feeling of both in at once is incredible. I moan loudly as your hand moves along my hip and over to the woman behind me, pulling her closer to us. She is running a hand through my hair and pulling lightly. She kisses along my neck as she continues to penetrate my ass with the strap on. You push into me from the front and I pull at your back, leaving marks as my nails graze your skin. You bite into my neck as you thrust; making me almost hit my mark. Both of you seem to be thinking the same thing as you both increase your stroke speed and I feel myself reaching orgasm. My body twitches and shivers between you and the woman and soon you are joining me. You grunt into my neck as you unleash yourself. I kiss your neck and the woman behind me slows and runs her fingers along my back. She pulls out of me and I move slowly away from you. “Thank you very much,” I say. “That was wonderful, but I think we are done for the night.” With that the woman grabs her robe, takes off the strap on leaving it on the floor and leaves the room. You get off the bed and pull me close to you. We stand there a moment, holding one another and you say, “Ready to go home?” I nod against your chest and we collect our things and head to the limo. On the way to my place, we talk about the events of the evening and how incredibly satisfied, yet exhausted, we are. I rest my head against your shoulder and snooze the rest of the way home. The Grand Party From behind me, I hear, “If you make a sound, you will be punished.” I feel the object slide further between my thighs and as I look down, I see the handle of a whip. It slides between my legs and then is thrust up into my pussy. I let out a small grunt, and it does not go unnoticed. I feel a fast and hard crack to my ass and I can sense the heat as the sting subsides. The handle is shoved in farther and I bite my lip to keep from making any more noise. Something is slid up into my ass and again, even though I am trying to be quiet, a sound escapes me. Once more, I feel the hard smack on my ass in the same spot, this time the pain lingering longer from the last swat melding with this one. After I start to recover from the swat, I feel the object in my asshole shift a bit and then it begins to vibrate. My stimulation levels increase as the pulses roam through me, starting at my ass and radiating throughout. I look over to you again and see that the woman has dripped wax down the front of you and has left several scratch marks along your body. You are very aroused, or at least seem to be based on the raging hard on sticking out in front of you. Your eyes follow the woman as she moves, never leaving her for a moment as you anticipate her next action. At times, her fingers come up to pinch at your nipples. The vibrations continue to run through me as the handle is still driven in and out of my pussy. I can feel the grips of it sliding against my insides and I moan a little, forgetting the rule of no sound until the now familiar sting reminds me. My hair is beginning to drip as sweat pours from me, the thrill, desire and the pain all coming together in a grand mix of emotions causing my body to react everywhere. The handle is removed from me, but the vibrations continue deep in my ass. Both the woman and the man walk around behind us and I can hear what sounds to be the rustling of leather. Shortly after, they both come around to the front of us. The woman is now dressed in a tight black leather top that exposes her breasts fully, revealing her pierced nipples, and a pair of leather crotchless panties. She is still wearing the incredibly tall heels as well, with a pair of sheer, black thigh high stockings. The man is completely nude and I can see all of his piercings, including his Jacobs ladder. I am in utter amazement of his body, not just from the piercings, but his overall physique. The Jacobs ladder is a bit much for me as I contemplate how it would feel. I have heard of this set of piercings before, but have never actually seen it. They both move towards us, and begin to play with our bodies. She presses her breasts against your chest, reaching down to grab your cock. He comes forward and slides his cock between my thighs and pinches my nipples. I can feel the piercings rub along my slit as he pushes his cock along. My wetness escapes me as he strokes it and I look down to see it glistening over the top of his cock. He bites hard against my nipples and soon I am in need of sex. I want this man to fuck me more than I have ever wanted anything in my life. “Is there something that you want?” he asks me. “Yes,” I reply. “What might that be?” he hisses as he grabs a handful of my hair and runs his pierced tongue along my exposed neck. “I want you to fuck me with your pierced cock,” I whisper, almost ashamed at this desire inside. “I want you to beg for me to fuck you,” he says, almost laughing at the thought. I can tell that he is sensing my shame. “Please fuck me with your cock,” I begin. “I want to feel it rubbing inside of my pussy.” “That is not bad, but I think you can do better,” he says. “I want you to really beg for it. If you do a good enough job, I will give it to you.” I try to figure out how best to get this man to fuck me. “I want you to fuck me hard until my cunt is raw,” I quickly state. “Please won’t you fuck my slimy, wet hole? I want you to fuck it until I can’t stand.” I feel embarrassment at my words for they don’t even sound right coming from my mouth. He looks me over a moment and slips the head in between my wet pussy lips and against my clit. I can feel the pressure of it as he pushes it hard against me. I look over at you to see a look of shock, but approval at my words. I can feel the blush rising over my face as I turn away. Before I turn completely, I see the woman kneeling before you with your cock in her mouth. She is licking at you lusciously and I feel a small strain of jealousy. Not because she is sucking your dick, but because I wish I was doing it. I am brought back to my own situation as all sensations on me stop and the man moves away. The vibrations in my ass are no longer occurring, but I can feel the implement is still in place. The woman also steps away from you and then they begin to kiss one another. He bends her over in front of us and slides his cock into her. They are close to us, almost within reach. I can smell them they are so close, yet being bound I can do nothing. The heat and pulsing in my pussy is driving me to insanity as I watch the woman receive what I so desire. He fucks her hard and she grunts under the strain. Her hair flings back and forth with each of his thrusts into her willing pussy. I moan a little as my desires increase, longing to know what that cock would feel like buried deep inside of me. I can feel my juices dripping down my inner thighs as I watch him fuck her. I look at you as you watch her tits bounce as he slams into her. Your cock is hard a dripping and I see that she has not given you your release yet either. They fuck, right there in front of us until the woman is screaming out, begging him to fuck her harder until she comes. He grabs into her as cheeks, indenting where his fingers are. He keeps pushing and then says, “Yea, I’m gonna fuck your juicy, hot cunt until I have my fill.” They continue on like this, her moaning and screaming as he continues to violate her from behind. He moves into her faster and faster until she is screaming at the top of her lungs and shaking all over. He grunts loudly as he pulls his cock out and sprays come all over her ass. He takes a finger and wipes a stripe of it off, then moves over to me and sticks that same finger into my mouth. I suck at it hungrily, watching his eyes and seeing that this action pleases him. He then asks, “Would you like to get fucked like that?” I nod excitedly as a fresh gush of wetness drips down my legs. He runs his fingers between and spreads the juices onto the tips. He slides it around my hips as he comes in behind me. Again the vibrations start in my ass and then I feel his hot, wet cock slide into me. I breathe out a huge moan as it slips in. As each barbell enters me, I feel a huge rush of excitement. The feeling of it is amazing, unlike anything I have felt before. He starts to thrust into me hard and fast and I come almost immediately. My body twitches against him as he continues to ram into me. I look over through the hair that has since fallen into my face and see that the woman has lifted her leg around you and is thrusting against you, pushing your cock deep inside. I continue to receive the man’s cock into me and soon he finds his release again and come is spraying into me. He pulls out and I can feel it dripping from me. The woman is crying out as she fucks you hard and fast, the sounds of your chains clanking as your body is moved by her motions. You let out a loud groan as you expel your load into her. She soon completes her own orgasm and then pulls away from you. They both remove our bonds and I rub my wrists a little. We move to one another and hold each other close a moment before collecting our clothes. We get dressed and walk out of the room. I cling to your arm as we walk up the long staircase. “Are you ready to go home now?” you ask. “Yes, I am exhausted,” I reply. We head out to the front of the building and our coats are brought to us. We go to the car and on the way home you ask, “Did you have a good time?” “Oh yes, very much,” I say, feeling my exhaustion in every muscle. “Do I get to come with you next year?” “If that is your desire, my sweet, then yes, I would love for you to accompany me next year,” you say with your wicked smile. I lean over and kiss your neck and then return to my seat as I allow my body to relax from the endurances of the evening.