0 comments/ 397346 views/ 32 favorites Graduation Party By: Tarrzan Seven years ago my wife left me, just disappeared without a trace. All she left was a note saying that she couldn’t stand living with us even one more day. She had dreams for her life that had been on hold since the day she got pregnant with my daughter and she was not going to allow her life to remain on hold for another moment. The three of us, Stephanie, Tommy, and I, adjusted to life without their mother and ended up having a very good life without her. Stephanie graduated from High School last year and was now attending Temple University. Even though she was only a freshman, she had been good enough and beautiful enough to make the cheerleading squad. Tommy on the other hand was the scholar of the family and he was graduating early, halfway through his senior year. Although there was no official graduation ceremony, we had decided to have a graduation party anyway. Steph had a basketball game and would be late getting there, but it was the only time we could get all of us together. Tommy was going to be going to Stanford and was leaving at the end of the weekend to start his classes early. Steph too was going to be gone, the college basketball team was leaving in the afternoon to travel to California for some invitational tournament. So it had to be Saturday. I ordered a keg of beer for the party and informed the parents of Tommy’s friends that I was going to allow drinking in my home. That I would also either allow the friends to stay, or I would drive them home so that nobody would be drinking and driving. Apparently, all of the parents wanted some time alone, because they all agreed that their kids could stay at my place. For those of you that disagree with underage drinking, let me tell you my philosophy. I disagree with the legal age being 21. You are legally an adult at 18, so you should be treated like an adult at 18, with all of the benefits and perks of being an adult. Anyway, the guests started arriving at about one. Each one of the kids wanted a beer as soon as they walked in the door, so I figured this party would be in full swing before too long. But I was wrong. The kids sat in the basement watching the basketball game on the big screen tv and drinking their beers. Temple wasn’t doing so well in the first half, so the boys spent most of their time trying to catch glimpses of the cheerleaders, especially Steph. The comments I heard during the halftime show were praising the assets of the entire squad. “ Look at those things bounce, I’d like to try dribbling those for a while!” “ I wonder what it would feel like to have those legs spread like that around my head!” “ Damn Tommy! How could you stand being around your sister, look at her tits and those legs!” “ Look at that one! I’d like to have those lips wrapped around my dick!” Although the comments were directed at all of the cheerleaders, most of them were in admiration of Steph. Tommy was enduring it all, used to hearing the leering comments about his sister. She was captain of the cheerleaders at the High School before she graduated. The second half was a different story, Temple came roaring back and beat Villanova by two points on a three point shot with 2 seconds left in the game. By now, all of the boys were pretty intoxicated. The game was over, so they started rummaging through the movies, trying to find ones that showed as much sex as possible. It seemed as if they knew exactly where the sex scenes were. They fast- forwarded through each movie right to the parts where they got to see some tits. I knew Steph would be showing up before too long, so I disappeared upstairs to warn her about the mood of the boys before she went downstairs to see her brother. After several minutes had passed, I saw lights in the driveway, I went outside to greet my daughter. When I got outside, I was shocked to see three cars, all full of cheerleaders still in their uniforms. Steph came running up to me, gave me a big hug and said, “ I hope you don’t mind Daddy, I told the other girls about the party and they wanted to come over and give Tommy a surprise gift.” “ I don’t mind, but you should be warned that the boys have been watching all of the sex scenes from movies, and drinking since one. You might get a little more than you bargained for.” “ That’s ok Daddy! We can handle ourselves!” I watched as the girls ran, giggling, toward the house. The sight of those skimpy skirts and tight sweaters caused a reaction I wasn’t prepared for. I had to adjust myself as I felt myself getting aroused. The boys were right, these girls were gorgeous! I followed the girls into the house and down to the basement, where all of them surrounded Tommy, giving him kisses and pressing their chests into his body with hugs. The other boys were all sitting there, with their jaws gaping, not believing the sight before their eyes. Here were the objects of their fantasies from a few hours ago right in front of them. Tommy was unsure of how to respond, but it was obvious to all that one part of his anatomy was responding on it’s own. The bulge in his pants was growing larger with each kiss he received. Steph was the last one to congratulate him, I was shocked when I saw her straddle him and sit down on his lap, covering his bulge, and wrapped her arms around his neck. I assumed she was trying to keep him from getting embarrassed by his erection, but when she started wiggling on his lap, I didn’t know what to think. She pulled his head into her chest and held him there in a bear hug. “ Congratulations Tommy!” she said, “ The girls and I want to give you a present for being so smart and graduating early. We want to give you something to remember this night while you are away in college. We made this dance just for you.” With that, the music started and the girls lined up in front of the tv. The dance was not what I expected, they started moving and gyrating their hips in a very seductive manner. I found myself becoming quite aroused, the blood flowing into my groin. O looked around the room and found that I was not the only one in this state. All of the boys were watching in awe, some rubbing themselves as they watched the action in front of them. Here were twelve college girls dancing in front of them in cheerleading outfits. It was a dream of every High School boy, and also of mine. As the dance continued, the girls moved around the room, spreading themselves out so that each boy had a cheerleader in front of him. One even came over to me and started dancing in front of me. She was a beautiful black girl, her long black legs stretched out before me, her hips rocking back and forth as if she was fucking an invisible person. She closed her eyes and moved her hands to her chest and began massaging herself. I watched her hands caress her breasts and the slide down her sides to her hips and then slowly back up to her chest again. This time she pushed her tits together and began to slide her hands across them, fondling herself. It was apparent even through the sweater that she was becoming excited as her nipples started pushing through the fabric of her tight sweater. Then her hands slid down her body, I watched as they disappeared between her legs, under the skirt. She was rubbing herself and obviously enjoying it. As her hands moved back and forth between her thighs, her eyes closed slightly and she had a dreamy look on her face. She turned around in front of me, her ass was now in my face, and bent over. I watched her hands move smoothly over the mound of her pussy, the lips of it outlined by the tight and now wet fabric of the shorts. I watched as she pushed aside the hem of the shorts and pushed a finger underneath, one side of her pussy clearly in view, the moisture evident as it glowed on her smooth, hairless, ebony skin. I looked up, feeling embarrassed at being turned on by a young girl, and found that I had nothing to worry about. All of the boys had their eyes glued to the private shows each of them was receiving. All of the cheerleaders were in some state of undress in front of their audience, teasing them immensely. Skirts and sweaters were thrown around the room, others were in the process of being removed. I looked back to my cheerleader, her shorts were now down to her ankles as she began to step out of them. Then she stood up again, the skirt covering her pussy, keeping it from my view. She started pulling on the bottom of her sweater, I could see her sculpted stomach as it began to rise from her body. She pulled it up to her tits, the bottom of them showing, and then pulled it back down again, teasing me. Slowly she worked the sweater up, this time revealing her small but perfectly shaped tits, her nipples jutting out, hardened, begging to be taken into my mouth. She pulled the sweater over her head, and covered her tits with her hands, her nipples peaking out between her fingers as she teased them, pinching them between her fingers. Her dark body was glistening, almost glowing with the moisture of her sweat. She moved her hands to her skirt and pushed it down, revealing her smooth pussy to my eyes. She spread her legs slightly and placed her hand on her pussy. I watched intently as her index finger began to spread her lips open and slide up and down her slit. Then she snaked a finger in between those beautiful lips, burying it in her very wet pussy. She pushed it in and out several times, slowly. Then she pulled it out completely raised it to her lips and sucked her finger, wet with her own juices, into her mouth. She was sucking on her finger like it was a small cock, moving it in and out of her mouth. She finally pulled it out of her mouth with a pop, proving to me that she could indeed provide some suction. Suddenly the music stopped. The girls grabbed their clothes and went running upstairs. They left every single one of us guys with a raging hard on, all of us rubbing ourselves in search of some sort of relief. I recovered from my trance and walked upstairs in search of the girls. Each step was making me more angry at what had just happened. When I got to the top of the stairs, I found the girls laughing to each other about the reactions they had received. “ What the hell was that?” I yelled, “ How could you possibly come in here and strip for these boys and think I wouldn’t get mad?” “ Come on Daddy, relax. Didn’t you enjoy the show that Sharisse just gave you?” I looked over at Sharisse, still naked standing by the refrigerator. “ I enjoyed the show very much, but that is not the point! The point is that you just teased these boys to the point of no return! They are extremely horny and need some type of release! How do you expect them to continue on with you here, having to see you all, and not being able to do anything about it? They are going to be walking around with erections the rest of the night!” “ Daddy! In case you didn’t notice, we still do not have any clothes on. We are not going to leave them all hot and bothered. We just want to let them think about it for a few minutes while we decide who is going to take care of who.” “ You think that I am going to let an orgy happen in my house? All of these kids parents are trusting me to take care of them. And I am definitely not going to let my own daughter fuck any one of those kids, especially in my own house! I know you have probably had sex, but I don’t need to have you fucking some young kid in my own house to prove it!” In a very sultry voice she said, “ I was hoping you would say that!” She began to walk toward me and for the first time since she was a little girl, I saw my daughter naked. She came up to me and put her arms around me and whispered, “ Because you are the only one in this house that I want to fuck.” I pushed her away from me, “ Steph, you are my daughter, it is incest and it is illegal! Put your clothes on and you and your friends get out of here!” She moved back toward me, “ Daddy, your mouth says one thing, but this bulge in your pants says something else.” And she put her hand on my bulge, I could feel the heat from her hand through my pants. “ But it’s wrong Steph!” “ Stop worrying about what’s right and wrong. I have wanted this since I was 15. I am 19 now, I am an adult, and this is what I want. If I don’t excite you just say so, but don’t say no just because I am your daughter.” I looked down at my daughter, her eyes staring back up at me, pleading for me to say yes. I looked at the woman she has become, she was beautiful. Her nipples hardened on her more than ample breasts, her smooth stomach, and her perfectly rounded hips were more than a little exciting. I leaned down and kissed her, “ I want to make you happy honey, you have become a beautiful woman. If you were not my daughter, I would not even hesitate to bed you. If you are sure that you want an old fart like me, I will be more than happy to accommodate you.” Steph looked back up at me with a sparkle in her eye, she wrapped her arms around my neck, “ Oh yes Daddy! I am sure! I am very sure! But, do you mind if Sharisse joins us?” I felt my cock jerk in my pants at the thought of Sharisse, “ Oh hell no! I would love for her to join us!” Sharisse came over and took one hand, while Steph took my other hand. They pulled me toward my bedroom, we went in and they shut the door behind us. I stood there while the girls began to undress me. The contrast of Sharisse’s black hands and Steph’s white hands moving across my chest as they unbuttoned my shirt was causing me to become more aroused than I had ever been. Sharisse reached up and kissed me, her soft, full lips caressing mine as her tongue reached into my mouth and found mine. I felt Steph’s hands on my pants, unzipping them and pulling them down. I felt my cock being freed from its confines and heard a gasp from Steph at the same time. “ My god Daddy, I never knew you had such a big beautiful cock. It must be at least eight inches!” I felt her hand wrap around my shaft and begin to slowly stroke it. Then they pushed me back on the bed, I fell with Sharisse landing on top of me. I felt her rock hard nipples pushing into my chest as she kissed my neck. I felt Steph’s hands roaming through my pubic hair, teasing the base of my cock with her fingers. Steph moved up beside Sharisse, I had a girl on either side of me. The girls began kissing and licking my nipples, I felt them harden as they began to nibble on them. A hand began to caress my cock, the soft touch of whom, I did not know. I watched as the two girls met and began kissing each other, their lips mashed together as their tongues intertwined. Having never been with a black woman before, the contrast of colors was more erotic than anything else I could have imagined. I could not take my eyes off the darkness of her skin against the paleness of my own and my daughters. I watched as they moved down to share my throbbing hardness, their lips meeting across the width of my shaft, trapped between two pairs of soft lips. I could not decide which was more of a turn on, the dark lips of Sharisse, or the lips of my own daughter wrapped around my cock. Sharisse was the first to take me into her mouth, swallowing my entire length, then back up again only to swallow me again. Her tongue was massaging my shaft as her mouth was providing a suction that was bringing my orgasm on quickly. I could feel myself getting close very fast. She must have sensed it, because she stopped. Then, I watched as my daughter pushed Sharisse on her back and began sucking on her nipples. The brown nipples of Sharisse were taken into the pink lips of Steph’s mouth, then taken between her teeth as Steph’s tongue teased them. I moved down to join my daughter and took one of those delectable nibblets into my own mouth, sucking on it for all I was worth. I ran my tongue across to the other nipple, where my tongue met Steph’s tongue. We melted into a kiss, my daughter sucking on my tongue, my hand moving to the back of her head, forcing my tongue deeper into her mouth. I pushed her back onto the bed, and took one of her nipples into my mouth, rubbing my hand across the other as Sharisse straddled my daughters head and poised her pussy above her mouth. I could not imagine Steph being with a woman in this manner, but when I watched her tongue come out and trace the length of the dark pussy over her, I knew she had done this before. I watched mesmerized for a few moments as Steph licked Sharisse, teasing her clit until moisture began flowing from her pussy onto my daughters chin. Sharisse began to grind herself into Steph’s mouth, her breathing getting heavy, until finally she cried out as her orgasm hit her hard. Her body became tight, her head thrown back in ecstasy as her orgasm took control of her body. She began to shudder as Steph continued sucking on her clit. I moved down between Steph’s legs, astonished by the beauty of my daughters shaved pussy, overcome by the feminine odor of heightened excitement. I hesitated before tasting my daughter for the first time, realizing the truth of what I was about to do. It was the forbidden fruit, and I realized I had wanted to taste it longer than I was willing to admit. I had watched her grow up, my hidden desires growing right along with her, hidden even from myself. I tentatively slipped my tongue into her pussy and found myself in heaven. The taste of my own daughter was sweet, her warmth surrounding my tongue as I delved deeper into the forbidden folds of her beautiful, wet pussy. The lips of my mouth were pressed tightly against the lips of her pussy as I looked up from between her legs to see her looking back down at me, watching me sucking on her pussy, a smile across her face. I lifted up slightly and stroked my tongue across her clit. Instantly, her thighs clamped against my head her hips began bucking against me as I felt her juices flowing against my chin. It was only one touch, but her desire for me had sent her to an instant climax, her scream of ecstasy bouncing from the walls as I sucked up the juices flowing steadily from her pussy. I slid up her body, kissing her lips, allowing her to taste herself on my tongue. I slid my cock up to her pussy, poised on the edge of penetration, feeling the heat against the head of my cock. I pushed in slowly, feeling her lips spreading to accommodate my cock, I slid in easily. I continued to push slowly, knowing I was on the edge myself, until I felt our pubic mounds meet and knew I was buried completely inside her. I felt the lingering spasms from her orgasm against my cock, pushing me closer and closer to my own orgasm. I was afraid to move, afraid that I would cum if I did. I stayed buried to the hilt in her pussy as she whispered in my ear, “ Oh, Daddy! I never thought I would get to feel you inside me. I have wanted this moment for years, to feel you on top of me with your dick buried in my pussy. I want to feel you fill me with your cum, the spasms of your cock as you spurt your sperm inside me.” Then she kissed me again, sucking my tongue into her mouth and I came. I had not moved an inch, yet I was shooting my spunk inside my daughter, shot after shot, filling her pussy with my juices. I thought it would never stop. I had never cum this much before, nor so quickly. I stayed buried inside my daughter, expecting to lose my erection, but it never happened. I stayed rigid inside my Steph’s pussy, now filled with my cum. I began to move inside her. Slowly, I pulled from her and then plunged deeply inside her again. The realization that I was fucking my daughter keeping me rock hard. Her pussy was so tight, my entire length was massaged with each plunge inside her. “ Oh yes Daddy! Fuck me! Fuck me harder Daddy! Fuck your little girl!” She was moving with me, it felt as though we had been fucking for years. We moved smoothly together, her hips rocking to meet mine, taking me further inside her with each thrust. She began to buck against me, her hips moving without control as she began to have another orgasm, this time with me inside her. It was too much for me, the sensations her pussy was causing sent me out of control as well. We both came together, her pussy spasms and my spurting organ joined together for several minutes until I collapsed on top of her, completely exhausted. I looked and saw Tommy, his cock buried in his sisters mouth, her head bobbing up and down on his shaft. Then he suddenly jerked, I watched his cock throb as he emptied his load in his sisters mouth. She grabbed his ass and pulled him in closer, swallowing every drop, not allowing him to escape from her mouth. Graduation Party All my life, I had been searching for that one. That one person who could be the perfect man for me. I have been through so many, yet none have impressed me as much as Patrick. Patrick and I had just gotten out of school. We went to the same high school and never really noticed each other. We talked every now and then, and I couldn't hope but notice his ripped abs and perfect chest. His face, with such defined features. He was about 6' and played football. That body was a dreamer, and his package left plenty to the imagination. Once we were out of high school, I thought I could have my chance with him. There was only one place I could do so, the Graduation Party. That year it was held at a cheerleader's house, so there was plenty of room. I came dressed down pretty well. I had a hoodie over my tee and jeans that gripped my ass perfectly. Once I got in, I saw him right with his clique. All night long, I could never reach him inconspicuously. He always hung out with others. I watched him from a corner. I was surprised he never caught me, since I couldn't pull my gaze. His jeans held his ass snugly, and held a nice bulge as well. His shirt gripped his chest ever so lightly. Just enough to expose his nipples. His eyes were piercing and were so sexy to look into. I had to have him... but when? I noticed him walk off and had to take my risk. He strolled over to a bedroom. I was wondering what he was doing in there. I walked over quietly and listened through the door. Nothing. I had to take this chance and try, or nothing would ever happen. So I opened the door. There he was. His shirt was off and the button to his jeans undone. He had other clothes out, so he was changing. "What the Hell? Get out!" he shouted. I didn't. I just stood there watching. He must have noticed the gleam in my eyes, looking him up and down. He walked over and just looked me in the eyes. "Hey, didn't you hear me? I said get out!" I know he didn't mean to be so rude, but he was getting dressed and I was in there with him. I would have yelled too. But I didn't budge. Instead I kissed him. It was so sudden, he just followed along, star struck. I let go. "What was that?" he asked. "Patrick," I said, "I need you. I always wanted you. I want to blow you and I need you to fuck me. I need you in me. I always have." This time, he kissed me. We fell on the bed in the room in deep heat. His lips caressed mine and we shared each other's lives. Our tongues messaged the other's and our bodies collided. I took my shirt off. My chest wasn't nearly as defined as his, and I was not as tall, a few inches shorter. But that didn't matter. We were already in deep. We stopped kissing and I ran my hands down his chest, licking it soon afterward. I followed through to his abs, his soft six pack. I could not resist the boxers hanging from his unzipped jeans. I yanked down the pants and gently played with his treasure through the boxers. "Come on now, you want to blow me or not?" I did, I pulled off the veil and quickly grabbed the prize. It was gorgeous. 8" long and very thick, too. Just how I imagined it. It was all hot and it beckoned me. I licked the shaft slowly. Patrick just groaned. I took in the head. He moaned and whined some more. I could not take in the whole thing, not me. I was too much of a beginner. I gently sucked what I could, and he liked every minute of it. I wanted him to cum in my throat, but I still needed more. I stopped, and got ready for the next part. I took off my pants and I went on my hands and knees on the bed in front of him. He was all primed for this, lubed with my saliva. He took my ass and spread the cheeks apart. Gently, he pushed the head up my ass. I felt some pain, I mean it was 8" and it was my first time. The slow movement of his hips eased it a little. Once it was in, and I didn't feel much more pain, he gained momentum and thrusted a little faster. I heard of football players before. They tend to thrust themselves into you as hard as they can. They try to dominate you. Patrick did that. He hips rammed into me time and time again. His balls slapped on my ass. He moaned so loudly as he fucked me inside out. I moaned as well, because it felt so good. His hands grabbed at my waist and pulled me in, too. His thrusts and his pulls multiplied the experience, and it all was so captivating. I cummed right there, all over the bed and myself. But it wasn't over. Patrick was still ramming me. His ass pumping through his waist and the force he used nearly split me in two. It was amazing, the force he had. His face alone made me hard again. It was full of satisfaction and full of delight. I tightened my ass, and he moaned even louder. He threw out a few last rams and blew his load inside of me. I felt the hot sensation all over, and it made me cum again as he fell on top of me. We were both covered in my cum and there was Patrick's cum pouring out my ass. He looked in my eyes and we felt a connection. "That was a great way to end the year," he began, "this was so much better than when I fucked the soccer team." With that, he got up, wiped himself down with his old clothes, and walked out of the room. I was left on the bed, covered in cum, and still leaking some out of my ass. Once I cleaned up and got together, I left the room and left for home. My graduation is comparable to some of the best of all time, and that is how I wanted it to be. Graduation Party AnneMarie stood on the middle level of the garden deck. Some guests walked on by. Others stopped to offer congratulations. This was not her party, she too was a guest, but many of those in attendance knew she had also just graduated. As she accepted the well wishes of several people, she frequently glanced to the level above her. In the far corner was a small group of men, including Andrew Benson and a few of his friends and associates. She had felt his eyes on her for most of the afternoon, yet when she looked at him, his attention seemed elsewhere. Although the party was held in the large yard of his house, Andrew had appeared late with no explanation. AnneMarie had not yet spoken to him. In fact, she had not even seen him for more than a month. It was beginning to bother her that each time they did speak, Andrew acted as if he wanted to put as much distance between them as he could. His earlier friendly, teasing, and gregarious attitude had grown increasingly solemn and morose. At times, he almost sounded angry. A man shouldn't act that way toward his future daughter. A month before graduation, Drew, Andrew's only son, had asked for her hand, promising her a ring after he spoke to his father. AnneMarie said yes but a week later Drew explained they needed to delay their announcement. His father insisted he first establish his presence in the firm. She glanced at the wide expanse of yard behind the home, paying little attention to the spoken congratulations and inane small talk surrounding her. AnneMarie spied Drew, still laughing together with several of his classmates at one of the tables under a large shade tree She couldn't hear the conversation of the man she would marry, but he looked in a jovial mood. Several steps behind him posed the long-legged blonde, Cheryl. Whenever AnneMarie and Drew were doing something together, Cheryl seemed to show up more and more frequently. AnneMarie didn't know why she wasn't more concerned about the raised eyebrows of their friends as they noted the hushed conversations between Drew and the young college sophomore. Each time AnneMarie looked toward Drew, Cheryl had moved another step closer to him. This party was for Drew. It was the launch of his professional career, something Andrew had anticipated since he saw his son for the first time on the day of his birth. Drew was the continuation of their family name as one-half of the oldest law firm in the city. A sound from the corner of the deck drew AnneMarie's attention. She looked up at Andrew and saw his gaze fixed on her. She gasped but did not smile. A string of chills worked down her spine. She shuddered as one side of Andrew's mouth relaxed in the first muscle movements of a smile. She dropped her eyes, unable to maintain the contact. Her growing attraction to Andrew had begun to concern her. Instead, AnneMarie directed her attention to Drew and saw Cheryl's hand on his shoulder. Drew put his hand over Cheryl's and rubbed gently as the young woman leaned over to speak near his ear. * * * * As Andrew watched AnneMarie, his gut churned. He listened to the comments around him, hearing the business talk and occasional congratulations. He responded in the conversations, barely knowing if the response he gave was appropriate. His eyes and his thoughts kept going to AnneMarie. He took another drink of the golden liquid in the glass then leaned over to place it on the table in front of him. The whiskey burned but did nothing to help him relax. The young woman, with her gentle smile and light laughter, denied him any calm. She mesmerized with her elegant movements and cool façade. She might appear reserved; she dressed in a conservative manner. However, Andrew knew she was passionate, warm, and caring, the kind of woman he had never known. For more than two years, he had seen the passion peeping out of her when Drew kissed her. On a quiet Sunday afternoon, he had heard their coupling and her stirring cries of pleasure. Andrew no longer mourned his wife's early death. Her cold-hearted, unfriendly manner with his friends, her thighs locked together to turn away his love had left him a solemn man. During the past two years after her death, little had changed for him. In one more year Andrew would be fifty. He had decided, with the right changes, he could have many years of enjoyable life, as his father still did and his grandfather had before him. During a break in the line of guests arriving, AnneMarie backed up a few steps and turned to slip through the French doors at the end of the deck. She removed the light jacket that covered her sundress, leaving it on a chair beside the door. She lifted her chin and felt the cooled air brushing across her sun-warmed skin. Looking around for a moment, she realized Drew had never shown her this room. It was small, with delicate furniture and a baby grand piano presiding over one corner. AnneMarie walked across the room, which was clearly designed for a woman but had nothing personal in it to indicate a woman had enjoyed it. Trailing her fingers along the curved edge of the piano, she continued to look around. The only sound in the room was the gentle tick-tock of a china clock on the wall. "Do you play?" Andrew spoke as he entered the room, quietly closing the door behind him. Her voice was little more than a whisper, "Yes, did your ..." "My mother played. Beautifully. This was her room." Andrew walked to AnneMarie and took her hand, then led her to a corner of the room, holding her close, resting his hands on her waist. "Are you angry with me?" "No." AnneMarie shook her head. The ringlets of her hair, gathered on top of her head for the warm day, bounced with her movement. Andrew smiled. He could not avoid doing so. Without the jacket to her dress, with her hair piled on top of her head and the faint mist of perspiration on her upper lip, she looked like a fifteen-year-old. Yet the swell of her breasts, her narrow waist, and the fullness of her hips under his hands revealed the maturity of her almost twenty-five years. "I hoped you would understand," Andrew explained as he took a step to the rear and sat on a backless cushioned bench. He kept his hands on her waist pulling her toward him, almost lifting her to settle on his lap, facing him. Their focus on each other was intense. Neither was concerned about how close they were or the intimacy of their position. A small bead of perspiration had left a faint trail in front of her ear. He imagined the salty taste on his tongue. She did not take her eyes from his. "Andrew, I ..." "No, AnneMarie, don't say it." He watched as her eyes closed, depriving him of knowing her thoughts. "I've watched you all afternoon. I've seen Drew with his friends, leaving you alone, caring only about himself." "He's busy ..." "I know how wrong this is, how inappropriate ..." AnneMarie's eyes opened as her hand came up to rest against his cheek, giving him comfort, as if he were a child. At the same time, she relaxed, settled more comfortably on his lap, her folded knees moving closer to his hips. Andrew struggled to keep his voice calm, "I thought I would have a few more months before the announcement of an engagement. But I'll be damned if I'll let him play games with someone I care for." Her eyes moved with her hand, reaching up to brush the fallen lock of hair off his forehead. AnneMarie had not been terribly bothered by the delay in announcing her engagement to this man's son. However, Andrew's statement filled her with a tingle she had never felt before. What was happening to her? What was he telling her? He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When they opened, his look told her he had made a decision. "This is madness, but it will not keep me from taking what I want. Nor will I be deterred from giving you what I know you need." His final word was said against her lips. The kiss began soft and gentle while he waited for her to understand and join. His intensity grew, she responded. He turned her slightly, leaning over her, pulling her closer into his arms. His tongue invaded her mouth and the devouring of each other escalated. He lifted his head for a gasp of air, giving her the same opportunity, then returned his mouth to hers. He was feasting, a glutton, the wetness overwhelmed him as he took pleasure in her moan. She rose up onto her knees, pressing herself against him, his hands under her, assisting her movement. She felt the heat from his body as his lips moved from her mouth to taste the salty remnants left by the bead of perspiration near her ear. His kisses trailed down her neck and farther until she felt his hot breath on the upper slopes of her breast. His hands moved under her skirt, touching her warm skin, rubbing over her bottom, relishing the softness of her inner thighs. Their kisses continued while his fingers pressed against the wet crotch of her panties. She whimpered, moving her hips to aid his fingers pressing against her. Andrew slid his fingers into the leg opening of her panties and gave a jerk. AnneMarie gasped when she felt him pull the torn lace from her and toss the ruined lingerie aside with one hand while a finger of the other hand invaded her warmth and wetness. Andrew groaned and swallowed AnneMarie's tiny scream of pleasure. On trembling legs which no longer supported her, she fell to his lap as he jerked upward. His throbbing cock, still enclosed inside his clothing, was beneath her still-moving hips. AnneMarie fumbled with his belt buckle until she was pleading, "Help me, Andrew." He pushed her hands away, freed his cock, and heaved upward jerking his clothing down. She placed one hand on Andrew's shoulder to steady herself and her other hand wrapped around his hardness. His hands moved to her waist to lift her while AnneMarie raised herself to brush the swollen head through her wetness. Together they lowered her, impaling her on his engorged cock. She shuddered and muffled her low growl of pleasure against the side of his neck. "Don't move," he commanded, feeling his throbbing cock sheathed in her tightness dangerously near an eruption. AnneMarie's head moved in acknowledgement of Andrew's instructions as his fingers searched for her tight button. Her breath caught when his finger pressed against her and began to rub around and over the sensitive flesh. Unable to remain still a moment longer, AnneMarie rocked her hips and Andrew joined her with his hard thrusts and slow retreats. Andrew watched her face as her passion grew and her movements increased. She was so near the peak her eyelids were fluttering. His own release was so close he feared he could not hold it a moment longer. He said her name, "AnneMarie. AnneMarie, look at me." He felt her inner muscles quiver and he commanded her, "Kiss me, AnneMarie." Her mouth clamped onto his as she soared over the top with a muffled squeal and then tumbled down the far side. Andrew's guttural groan filled her mouth when he slammed into her with one last thrust. While her body shuddered, trembled, and jerked with a second orgasm, his arms gathered around her as his hot cum splashed into her depths. He held her, whispering her name in her hair. She chanted his name as she quieted, a few residual jerks lessening while their breaths deepened and slowed. The faint tick-tock of the clock once again sounded as they awakened to their isolation from the activities of the party outside. They kissed once gently, his hand on her cheek. He held her, rocking her in his arms, knowing he should end this interlude, but reluctant because of what would follow. He lifted her to her feet and held her for a moment so she would not move away. She straightened her dress. He stood and refastened his pants. He gathered her into his arms and kissed her again. "I did not protect you, AnneMarie. I will marry you the day you tell me you are pregnant." She started to speak, but he placed his finger across her lips. He nodded when she remained quiet, "Otherwise, I will give you up to a year to plan our wedding." He took two steps back and watched her turn to walk to the French doors, stopping only a moment to pick up her jacket. She did not look back at him. Once again, AnneMarie was on the second level of the large backyard deck. She watched as Drew's grandfather, Andy, stood beside his partner on the upper level while the crowd assembled below them. At the top of the steps, a few feet behind his grandfather, Drew stood with a half-smile on his face. He was looking around at the people gathered. He blinked and passed over AnneMarie as he looked around, the expression on his face never changed. At the foot of the steps, Cheryl stood with several other young women. An older woman, behind her, rested one hand on the younger blonde's shoulder. Andy cleared his throat and announced loudly, "Welcome and thank you for joining us today." His voice lowered as the crowd grew quiet. "It is with a great deal of pleasure that George and I have invited you today to hear our announcements." Andy's partner patted him on the shoulder then removed his hand. Andy paused a moment as a ripple of sound went through the crowd. "The law firm of Benson and Bridges takes pleasure in announcing its newest associate, Andrew Carl Benson, IV. I'm sure all the partners will be happy to know that Drew will soon be adding to the firm's coffers, instead of taking from them." A smattering of applause joined some chuckles and feminine laughter. Comments passed between people on the lawn and the two lower levels of the wide spacious deck. George Bridges stepped forward, half a step in front of Andy Benson and raised his hands for silence. "In my son's absence, he is in London litigating an international matter, I also have an announcement." As Andy had done, George waited a moment for the crowd to grow quiet after they exchanged comments with their neighbor about the important matter that kept Theodore George Bridges, Junior, from attending the day's festivities. "It is also with a great deal of pleasure that Ted and his wife, Elaine, announce the engagement of their daughter, my granddaughter, Cheryl Elizabeth, as the future bride of Andrew Carl Benson, IV. Cheryl and Drew are planning a winter wedding." The final sentence of George's announcement was almost lost in the crowd's applause. Also lost was Cheryl's climb up the last few steps to the top level of the deck, where she stood beside Drew, holding his hand. "Steady," AnneMarie heard Andrew's voice behind her as his hands rested on her waist. "Look at him. Look at them," he commanded near her ear. "Do not change the expression on your face." AnneMarie watched as Cheryl and Drew looked over the crowd, their blonde heads moving in unison. From the far side of the yard the applause grew at the announcement many had considered possible, but most had felt would never happen. The couple's gaze rested on AnneMarie at the last moment. "AnneMarie," Andrew growled, "turn around, put your arms around my neck and kiss me." AnneMarie did exactly as Andrew asked. A few people near them began to applaud, much louder than the polite applause given for the betrothed couple. Most of the crowd had watched the increasing despondency of their favorite of the three Andrew Carl Bensons. His wife's death was thought to be the cause of his decline. They did not know the true cause of his distress, the impending loss to his son of the woman he had come to love. Andrew raised his head, "I love you, AnneMarie. You will marry me?" Her response was taken by his kiss. * * * * Three weeks later, when Andrew stopped by his son's new apartment to deliver a message, the door was opened by a scantily clad brunette. At his inquiry for Drew Benson, the brunette giggled, "He's taking a shower." Andrew nodded, "Thank you, I'll see him at the office." "Oh wait," she grabbed Andrew's arm. "He's not going to work today." She giggled again. "We're going for a drive in his new car." Two and one-half hours later, a man in a long black robe announced, "I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss your bride." With only the judge as an observer, Andrew Carl Benson, III, thoroughly kissed his new wife, AnneMarie Celeste Palmer Benson. THE END * * * * Thank you, Erik Thread, for your suggestions and editing skills. I can write a long story full of plot, character development, and even a twist or two. It is ever so much more difficult to write a good, really short story. If you believe I was successful please vote and let me know if you enjoyed it. Graduation Party It's a scorching hot Saturday in June. I'm on my way to a high school graduation party for a friend & co-worker's son, Jimmy. Actually, it's Tammi's second son. Three years ago I was here at the house for her first son, Danny's, party. Not that I know either boy very well. Hell, I've only known their Mom for a four years. But, hey, she is a friend, she extended the invite and I had no legitimate reason for saying no (one that wouldn't make me feel like a deceitful bitch anyway), so here I am. Not to mention, I think I'm the only person from work that could make it, so I'd feel doubly horrible to back out at the last minute – even if I wasn't going to know a damn sole except for the hostess who would be far too busy to hang with me. I'll make an appearance then hit the road and the stop for a drink on the way home. As I'm pulling up to Tammi's house, I notice the stream of cars that have already started parking in the side yard. I pull up to make mine the next in line. I'm just about to shut off the engine when I see a blurred body whiz by and hear a loud thump on the ragtop roof of my Jeep. What the hell was that?! I shut off the engine, jump out to see a tanned, muscular boy lifting himself off the ground. Did I say boy? Make that man. Definitely All Man. "Shit, sorry, Ma'am, I tried to get to it before it hit your car," he quickly said. The tan, the muscles and that voice caused a quick flitter straight to my pussy. "Noooo, problem," I answered, taking in his toned, tanned chest with its light sheen of sweat – and suddenly I'm even hotter than I'd just be from standing in the June sun. "Seems like it just bounced off the ragtop anyway." "Well, let me take a look, just to make sure we didn't cause any damage," he requested as he approached. I felt the desire to lick his smooth, salty chest as we walked toward me. Where the fuck did that come from? He stopped a few feet away, looking me up & down. Not that I could really see his eyes through the dark sunglasses, buy I could certainly feel them. Suddenly, he startles us both by shouting "Hey, I know you!" Oh honey, if we knew each other, I would know you, I thought. "You work with my Mom!" he exclaimed as he lifted his glasses. Dark hair, dark eyes....yum.... Huh, what? Fuck me - really!? Did I really look old enough to be this guy's mom?!? "I'm Danny," he provided, trying to get his point across. "You were here a few years ago for my grad party...sorry I can't remember your name though, Ma'am." Seriously, fuck me. There is no damn way this hottie is the same gangly kid that graduated three years ago. "Tina," I quickly supplied. "My name is Tina. And please lay off the Ma'am stuff before you have me convinced I really am old enough to be your damn mother!" I laughed. He took a few steps forward and my pulse quickened. "Oh, no way in hell I'd mistake you for a mom," he offered, his tongue dragging across his lips as his eyes dropped to my cleavage. Truly, God didn't give me much but a halter sundress helped tie it together, so to speak. That pussy flitter happened again. And damn if I didn't start to feel moist in a way that was in no way from the hot weather. "You look so completely...different....Danny. I could have bumped into you on the street and I would have never recognized you!" "Or in a bar," he said, suggestively. "Honey, I'm way too old to be hanging in a bar with you college kids and even if I was there, you'd never notice me with all those young girls around," I laughed. "Besides, are you even old enough to be in a bar?" I said as my eyes narrowed at him questioningly. "Oh, I'd definitely zero in on you, Tina. I did long before I turned 21," he said, stepping forward again, nearly toe-to-toe with me. My pulse throbbed in my pussy. Damn, girl, get a grip. The spell was broken when his friends called him to return to the game. Squashing the rise of disappointment, I reminded myself who he was, who I was and where we were. "Well, it was great to see you again, Danny. I'm going to go find your Mom. I'll see you around." A flicker of – disappointment? – flashed across his face. "Definitely," he said, and his voice lowered as his eyes locked on my lips, "I'll definitely see you later." I wound up staying much longer than I intended. Eventually I went from invited guest to party helper, assisting Tammi in replenishing food and supplies, mixing the occasional drink at the makeshift bar, etc. Time flew by, the sky darkened, the music got louder and everyone was having a good time. "Danny!" Tammi called over towards his group of friends. He trotted over to see what she needed. Dressed in khaki cargo shorts & a Polo shirt, he looked freshly showered. "Can you go to the garage and bring out a few bags of ice from the deep freeze?" she asked. "Sure thing, Mom." The minute I heard him, I needed some ice to cool me down. "Tina, you can follow Danny out to the garage with the potato salad and he'll open the doors for you." Tammi was, unknowingly, making my things very difficult for me by arranging this 'help'. Danny raised his eyebrows at me & winked. "Sure Mom, I'll take care of her." Pussy. Flitter. Again. Damn. He held the house door open for me. I crossed through the doorway, nearly dropping the bowl as I brushed up against him as I walked by. What the hell was my problem? I was acting like a nervous school girl. He's a college boy. I'm old enough to be his damn mother. OK, well, much older sister. I allowed him to lead the way as we passed through the kitchen, living room and foyer to the garage door. Yes, I admired his rear view that fit snuggly into his shorts. Nothing wrong in looking. Just no touching. No touching, Tina! He held the door to the garage open for me and then walked across to open the fridge door. I had to bend over more than I intended, conscious that he was behind me, to put the bowl away but I was extremely thankful for the blast of cool air. As I stepped away from the fridge, my now free hand reaching to close the door, I suddenly bumped my backside into a solid body. Danny had positioned himself right behind me. "I sure did like that view, Tina," his sexy voice whispered in my ear as his hands gripped my hips, pulling me back against him so I could feel how much he liked it. I spun around in surprise, instantly horny again. Uh, who am I kidding? The horny factor had been with me since I arrived! Be sensible, Tina. "Danny, I really think you should back up. Besides, your Mom is waiting for that ice, right?" I smiled innocently at him. "Are you really saying you are not feeling ...anything? When you are near me?" I sighed as I pointedly tried to slow my pulse. "It would be crazy of me to act like I didn't find you appealing, Danny. But I'm certainly not going to act on it." "Why not?" he stepped forward, challenging me. "I'm friends with your Mom. It's inappropriate." "And?" looking deep into my eyes, his warm, cinnamon-scented breath touching my lips. "I'm old enough to be your mother...err, much older sister. I'm not interested in being your cougar." He leaned further, his lips grazing my cheek as he hovered over my ear. "Trust me, I don't think of a mom or a sister when I look at you." I swallowed, trying again to slow my now rapid breathing as I backed away. "We are at a party, at your parents' house, and we should really get back to it. Grab your ice from the freezer and try to cool down before you return." I willed my knees to firm up so I could walk over to the door leading back into the house. I politely held it open as I looked at him, the freezer and back to the door. Hint, hint, ya know? He begrudgingly shook his head, grabbed a few bags from the freezer (I couldn't help but notice he snug shirt pull across his chest and back muscles – yum!) and as he walked through the doorway, he paused next to me long enough to say "This is not over" before continuing on. As soon as I stepped back into the house, I ducked into the bathroom on the left, so I could freshen up and collect my thoughts. I looked into the mirror and noticed my face was as flushed as if I was standing out in the sun all afternoon. My breasts was still rising and falling rapidly as I forced myself into some relaxing yogic breathing. I splashed some cold water on my face and then soaked a paper towel with cold water, pressing it against my neck. "OK, so it's been a few months since you've had a tumble. That's hardly a dry spell that should have you panting like a fool at the first tall, dark & handsome yummy that fawns over you. Pull it together, dammit." I fluffed my hair, smoothed my sundress and, feeling more composed, turned towards the door. "Ok," I said to myself, "Here we go." I turned the knob, opened the door and slammed straight into 6-feet of solid muscle and then jumped back. "Were you just talking to yourself?" Danny said, smiling at me. That damn smile. Ugh. "Not at all, that would be silly and I certainly wasn't talking about you if that's what you were going to imply," I responded defensively. He stepped towards me and I took another step back. "I thought maybe you were telling yourself that there'd be nothing wrong with a little hook up, Tina. Especially the way you were rushing out the door. Thought maybe you were coming to find me," he smiled suggestively. "Actually, I was just getting ready to tell your family good bye and head home for the night," I told him. "Mind if I follow you home?" he boldly asked. "You most certainly will not! First of all, this is your brother's party, at your family's house..." I began. "You are so fucking hot when you get all agitated," he grinned, taking another step forward. "And second?" he prompted. "Secondly, well, the truth is I find myself...drawn to you and I think it would be best if we separated, so I'm leaving." I took another step back. This was starting to feel like a dance. What I didn't realize is that I'd just danced myself into a corner. Or bathroom, as it were. Before I realized what was happening, Danny had kicked the door closed, backed me up against the wall and crushed his lips against mine. A little harsh at first, perhaps overly anxious, his full lips settled into this luscious, sucking rhythm against mine. In no time at all, my hands were rising up his arms, over his shoulders and around his neck as my mouth parted to welcome his tongue. He traced my lower lip, dipping his tongue in slightly and just as I began to suck it into my mouth he pulled his head back leaving my mouth hanging wide open. My weakened knees were barely supporting me and I found myself held up by my arms that were linked behind his neck. Fuck me. "Does that mean I might get you to stay for a bit?" his hungry eyes questioned mine. How on earth does this guy have control over this situation? Because honestly, the only response I can come up with is: FUCK. ME. Then I thought of another response. "Lock the door, Danny." He pulled me with him as he reached to lock the door. As if breaking our body contact might break the spell. Who knows, it may have done just that. Instead we reconnected instantly, our mouths fused together, our breaths panting faster and our hands roaming each others bodies over our clothes. Our sexual tension had been building all day, drawn out foreplay and now we were both seeking satisfaction. Danny untied the straps of my sundress at the base of my neck, letting them fall to reveal my small, pert breasts. My nipples were achingly tight to begin with and the cool air conditioning pulled them even tighter. I watched as he brushed his thumb lightly over my left breast. I was like my nipple was a button that sent a signal directly to my vagina causing juices to flood out. I watched as he lowered his mouth to cover my right nipple as he continued to likely stroke my left. My head tipped back against the wall as a moan, sounding much like a purr, left my mouth. "That sound is so hot," he whispered. "Don't you dare stop," I ordered. As he continued to work my tits, juices flooded into my pants and my scent filled the room. While I really wanted his talented hands between my legs, I also decided it was time for me to play. My hands pressed firmly against his shoulders, pushing him away. The look of shock and disappointment crossed his face and for a moment, I think he thought I was going to bolt. I walked slowly towards him, leading him backwards against the other wall, reaching my arms out to grab the base of his shirt and started to bend over. His intake of breath told me he was getting a little ahead of himself, trying to guess where I was going. "Oh no, not yet," I chided. I lifted the hem of his shirt and licked the skin just above the waistband of his shorts. Now so close, I could smell musky sent of his sex juice as well as my own. As I pulled the shirt up, I peppered his abs and chest with feathery light kisses. Each one drew a moan or a sigh from him. When I got to his nipples, my teeth bit down on his left one just enough to cause a little pain and then rapidly began circling it with light strokes of my tongue. I felt his hands thread into my hair as I moved across to his right nipple, repeating the process. He groaned in protest when I pulled away until he realized I was only encouraging him to lift his arms so I could pull his shirt over his head, then I tossed it aside. I leaned back in, licking his lips, then moved to the right side of his neck and began alternating licks, sucks and kisses on his sensitive skin. It was his turn to tilt his head back against the wall in bliss. My hands lightly roamed down over his stomach again and until they reached his waistband to unbutton and unzip his shorts. My knuckles rubbed against his clothing covered penis in the process and suddenly the room shifted. Actually, it was me that was shifted as he firmly grabbed my waist, turned me around and lifted me up on to the vanity. He said, "I think you'll agree we don't have the luxury of time in here before someone notices we're missing." My response was to spread my legs, pull him forward and start pushing his shorts and underwear down. As I leaned forward, moving his clothes downward, his board stiff cock nearly smacked me in the face. A glistening drop of pre-cum was taunting me so I had to stick my tongue out and take a lick. He roared anxiously as he lifted my shoulders, reached under my dress and with both hands, ripped the soaked crotch of my panties apart. I responded with a little yelp. I was enjoying this sudden turn to his urgent, commanding maneuvers. He reached underneath my thighs, grabbed my ass and moved me to the edge of the vanity. As he tilted his head down to kiss me, I reached down between us and guided the tip of his cock to my creamy slit, teasing both of us as I rubbed us together and lubed him up for entry. I positioned his head at my opening. His kiss deepened as with one shove, he buried his cock to the hilt. I responded by screaming into his mouth. That was a great tactic to muffle my scream and avoid giving us away. It was not slow & gentle. Anything but gentle. After a torturous day of flirting and dancing around each other, we both wanted nothing more than release. I felt his hands dig into my ass as he pounded, pounded, pounded relentlessly into my cunt, filling me fully with every thrust. The kisses ceased in lieu of much needed panting & breathing. We focused intently on the area where we were jointed completely. Not that we needed to focus on climaxing. It was heading right at us at breakneck speed. Pounding away, soft groans, clenching him inside me as he alternated the speed of his thrusts. I was so close and as his pace quickened, I knew it was coming soon. My toes curled as I linked my ankles behind his ass, urging him on. His mouth reclaimed mine as he screamed into my mouth, his body rocked with shivers as I felt his load explode deep inside me. My orgasm came on the heels of his, again using his mouth to muffle my ecstasy. Our heads rested on each others shoulders as we continued panting, catching our breaths. A quick minute later, we were redressed and had gotten ahold of our senses. "I hope you won't mind giving my regards to your family." I said. I'll sneak out the front door. You can just tell them I got too much sun today and had to leave." As I turned the lock on the door and reached for the handle, Danny asked, "Tina, please tell me I can see you again." "Sure," I replied. "You'll graduate college next year, right? I'm sure there will be another party." With that, I walked out the door. Graduation Party My wife and I went to a college graduation party for the son of some close friends. They live three hours away in Delaware so we had to stay over for the night, especially since I knew we would be drinking a lot. Our friends offered to let us stay in their camper which sits in their driveway. We arrived at the party and there were a lot of people there including many of the graduates good looking college buddies who were eyeing up my very sexy 40 year old wife Katie. She had on a black halter mini-dress which looked great with her blond hair, near perfect tits, sexy legs and ass. We started drinking right away and I got drunk very quickly, Katie and I were talking dirty to one another on the outskirts of the party. She talked about how sexy the college guys were and how she would love to show one of them what a real blow job was like. Of course I kept egging her on asking her questions like; how she would approach him and to describe how it would go down, because I knew she would get so Horney that we would have to go back to the camper and have some good kinky sex with me. I kept drinking more and more and soon found myself very sloppy drunk. Katie was feeling no pain herself but we both realized that I needed to take a break and sober up, so I went back to the camper, turned on the air conditioning and drank a bottle of water. The next thing I knew I woke up with a raging hard on because I had to pee so badly. I looked at my watch and it was after 2am and Katie was not in bed with me. I looked out the window of the camper and saw only a few cars left in front of the house so I figured Katie was still in the house with our friends talking and partying. Then I heard some voices over the air conditioning system in the camper. As I opened the door to the bedroom to go to the bathroom there were lights on and people in the living room of the camper talking and laughing. I stepped back in and left the door open a crack so I could see who it was but they couldn't see me. The smell of pot was in the air. I saw three of the college guys from the party, two of them standing around and the other one sitting on the sofa with his shirt open showing his tan rippled chest and stomach, pants down around his ankles and my wife Katie with her mini dress pealed down to her waist and her bra off exposing her gorgeous titties and she was kneeling on the floor and appeared to be giving him a blow job. She went down on his cock then pulled off, took a drink of her beer and a hit off the joint they were passing around, talked to him and the other two guys who were watching while she continued to stoke his thick cock. They laughed and joked around, then she went back down and sucked him some more. Each time she came off his cock she would run her hands over his muscular chest, suck and tease his nipples a bit. I was shocked to see what was happening because to my knowledge she did not fuck around with other men but she always told me she was quite a slut in college. I was incredibly turned on watching her in action and all the guys' attention focused on her. I figured she was just sowing her wild oats from college one last time and I decided to watch and see what would happen. I could barely here their conversations over the air conditioner but she was clearly wasted and bragging about what a great cocksucker and fuck she is and how slutty she was in college. The guys were smiling and laughing especially the guy getting his cock serviced by Katie. Then one of the other guys pulled off his pants and pulled out his hard cock through the hole in his boxers and waived it around in the air. Katie saw it and crawled over to him and started bobbing on his knob right away. In a few seconds all three guys were standing around her and she was servicing all three cocks, sucking one while stroking the other two and then moving to each guys cock with her mouth. This went on for 5 minutes or so, then one of the guys moved around behind her and fondled her tits and ran his hand down the front of her dress rubbing her pussy, she bucked her hips to get his hand away from her pussy and said I told you guys I would blow you but I'm not gonna fuck you. Then he started kissing on her neck and whispered something in her ear and she laughed then he continued feeling her tits and rubbing her pussy apparently with her approval. I'm not sure what he said but it seemed to change her mind about taking her clothes off. He then pulled down her dress and underwear to her knees and on the floor leaving her completely naked. The two guys she was still blowing moved over and sat down on the couch and she moved with them finishing pulling her dress and underwear completely off on the way. She immediately went back to work on their dicks and the guy behind her laid down on the floor with his head between legs and started licking her pussy and she really got into it, she was moving and bucking her hips and it didn't take long for her to start moaning on the cocks she was sucking and came all over his face. The next thing I knew the guy that ate her pussy was back up on his knees and fucking her sopping wet pussy from behind, doggy style while she continued to alternate cocks in her mouth. After awhile of pounding her snatch from behind, he quickened his pace, groaned, pulled his cock out of her pussy and rubbed it in her ass crack and blew his load up on her back and ass then he grabbed another beer and sat on one of the bar stools with a huge smile on his face as he watched he tend to the other cocks. The scene was incredibly hot and I was stroking my cock as I watch this live porno scene playing out right in front of my eyes. Meanwhile one of the guys from the couch said something to Katie that I could not make out and motioned toward the couch. She got up wiped the cum from her back and ass crack with her dress, chugged another beer, got on her hands and knees on the couch and said "come on boys and finish me off". The two guys eagerly positioned themselves at each end of her, one sitting on the arm rest of the couch holding her hair back and pumping her head on his cock with his hands and enjoying her mouth on his dick. The other guy was kneeling behind her fucking her pussy doggy style and she seemed to be loving it. After the guy fucking her pussy from behind came inside her, she climbed up on top of the guy's cock who she had been blowing and fucked him until he came in her pussy too. She slid off his cock and lay back on the couch, obviously winded and panting. I could see cum dripping from her used pussy. The grabbed her beer and took a drink and talked with the guys a bit and drifted off to sleep. After the guys left she was sleeping on the couch in the living room of the camper and I came out to go to the bathroom. I had to go so bad I nearly pissed my pants but managed to get to the toilet and relieve myself. My cock was still hard from the live porno scene I had just watched so I stuck it in her mouth and came in an instant from being so aroused. She involuntarily swallowed my cum and continued to sleep it off until the next morning. Graduation Party I was going to be leaving for college in a couple of months, and so my parents decided to throw a graduation party for me and my friends at my house. All my friends were there, including the guys from the football team and people I'd known since I was a little boy. I had a good time dancing and hanging out in my backyard while my pops was on the grill. It was great that my parents somehow managed not to embarrass me this time. I decided to go for a quick smoke break and started walking through the woods behind my house. I walked for a few minutes until I came to my favorite spot, a small clearing with a couple of fallen logs. There were beer cans and other stuff from me and my friends hanging out here. I sat on one of the logs and pulled out the smoke that I got from my cousin. I rolled it up and took a hit, closing my eyes and relaxing. I heard a sound behind me that made me open my eyes. I turned around to see my friend Cassie coming through the trees. She was a light-skinned cutie, mixed Black and Japanese. Today she was wearing a yellow and orange button-down blouse, shorts that showed off her nice, round ass, and sandals. I smiled when I saw her coming. "What's up, Greg?" she said, smiling back at me. "I saw you walking over here and figured you'd be getting' a smoke." She sat down next to me and I passed her the blunt. As she breathed in the smoke, I could smell the flowery perfume that she often used. I looked over at her and stole a peek down the top of her shirt. Her top buttons were undone and I could see the top of her cleavage. I looked away before she could see me peeking. We sat on the log, smoking and bullshitting. At one point, she slid out of her sandals and put her feet up on my lap. I decided to be playful and lightly tickled her feet. She laughed, telling me to stop, but not really meaning it. When the blunt was almost finished, Cassie took it and inhaled deeply. Without blowing it back out, she gestured with her finger to lean closer to her. I did, and she placed her lips against mine. We opened our mouths and she blew the smoke into my mine. She pulled back and let me exhale. We sat there for a brief moment before I leaned in and kissed her again. I enjoyed the taste of her lips and tongue. Without even thinking, I reached my hand down and started rubbing her thighs. She moaned softly into my mouth. Cassie then moved her lips down and started kissing on my neck. I felt my dick getting hard and took her hand and placed it right on my crotch. She started rubbing my cock through my pants, making it get even harder. At this point, I lifted her up and sat her on my lap facing me. I undid the buttons of her blouse and pulled her shirt off, letting it fall to the ground. Cassie was wearing a black bra, and I could see her nipples poking through it. I started kissing on her chest. She pulled my head closer to her, putting my face right in between her tits. I reached up and pulled down the straps of the bra. Her firm tits popped out, exposing her light-brown nipples. I flicked my tongue over the left one, teasing her. My hand ran down her smooth back before reaching her ass. I cupped it in my hand and gave it a squeeze. Cassie leaned her head back and moaned. I moved my mouth over to her right nipple and brought it into my mouth, lightly sucking it. "Bite it, Greg," she pleaded. I lightly bit her nipple. She moaned even louder. I started playfully nibbling on both of them. This started her rocking her hips back and forth, grinding on my hard dick. Cassie stood up off my lap and pulled my shirt over my head. She leaned down, kissing on my chest while she unzipped my pants. She reached in and pulled out my cock. I could feel my shit throbbing in her hands. Cassie placed her shirt on the ground under her on got on her knees. She wrapped her soft lips around my cock and started sucking it. I moaned as she slowly bobbed her head up and down, letting my shaft slide in and out of her mouth. Cassie knew how to give me good head. She moved her tongue in circles around my head, sending shivers down my spine. I put my hands on the back of her head and played with her brown hair. Cassie began humming, making my dick vibrate in her mouth. I could feel my whole body getting tense. My left hand reached down, gripping the log. Cassie let some spit dribble down, making the blow job wetter. She bobbed her head faster, her full lips sliding along the length of my dick. My breathing became faster and more shallow. I felt my leg muscles tighten. I grunted a warning to Cassie as I bucked my hips and exploded, shooting my cum into her mouth. She kept her lips around my cock, gently sucking every warm drop that came out. I leaned back a little on the log, a feeling of relaxation washing over me. Cassie stood up, licking her lips. She looked into my eyes and smiled. "I haven't done that in a while," she said, grinning. I reached up and pulled down the zipper of Cassie's shorts. I slowly pulled them down, my hands running over her hips and thighs. She stood there, topless and only wearing a black thong. I pulled her closer and gently kissed her full pussy lips through the material. I could smell the scent of her cunt. I opened and closed my mouth slowly, teasing her pussy. Cassie's legs quivered. I used one of my hands to gently spread the lips of her pussy and licked the inside of her walls. The sweet taste of Cassie's juices filled my mouth. I put my mouth over her clit and gently sucked on it, using my tongue to flick over it. Cassie moved her hips, grinding her warm pussy into my face. I moved my tongue down and placed the tip of it in her warm hole. I held my tongue straight and started moving it in and out, fucking her pussy. Cassie began moaning louder. With my face buried in her warm snatch, I reached up and around Cassie, grabbing her ass. I slowly spread her ass cheeks and used my finger to play with her ass hole. Getting played with from front and back started sending Cassie over the edge. She started grinding her hips faster. I felt her juices starting to drip down around my mouth. Reaching up with my free hand, I shoved two fingers into her hole and started finger fucking her. Cassie couldn't take anymore and gripped the back of my neck. I felt her nails digging into me as her cum leaked down my chin and around my fingers. By this time, my dick was hard again and I was ready for more. I stood up and turned Cassie around. Standing behind her, I bent her over and placed the head of my hard cock at the entrance to her pussy. I felt her reach down and guide me in. I roughly shoved my dick in, my groin slamming against her round ass cheeks. Cassie let out a yelp. I grabbed her hips and started fucking her, sliding my hard tool in and out of her soft, wet pussy. Her cum covered my cock. Cassie started moaning my name, begging me to keep going. I looked down and watched her ass jiggle every time I rammed in. The sunlight shone on her bare back and ass while we stood there fucking. I slid my left hand around her and grabbed one of her tits. I pinched and teased the nipple. Cassie screamed out "Yes," and begged me not to stop. I pulled her nipple a little harder. Cassie started moving and grinding her hips, throwing her ass back at me. We both started breathing faster and deeper, almost at the same time. I felt my balls get tighter. I leaned over a little bit and wrapped an arm around Cassie's waist, trying to pull her closer. "Cassie, Cassie," I moaned as my dick got even harder. I felt the pressure build up and shoved my cock deep in her pussy as I exploded. I felt Cassie's pussy walls pulsing as I shot my warm load deep inside her. She let out a long moan as we both came down off our sexual high. I waited until I was done cumming before I slowly slid my dick out. My shaft was glistening with our cum. Cassie stood up and turned around to face me. She reached down and gently grabbed my cock. "Thanks, Greg, I needed that," she said with a wink. We quickly got dressed. As Cassie started back towards the party, I smacked her on the ass with a smile and followed behind her.