0 comments/ 37982 views/ 0 favorites Party Crasher Ch. 01 By: jenyes Sitting in my car down the block from your house, I watch your guests arrive. The house ablaze with light, music and other sounds of laughter and voices reaching me each time the door opens to them. I try to calm myself but it is hopeless. The night so long dreamed and hoped for has finally arrived. My arrival a surprise for you. Heart pounding, unsure of your reaction and my ability to dampen and conceal my desire for you. The party in full swing, I hesitate minutes longer. The outside coldness seeping into the car but unable to touch me. I'm shaking but not from the temperature. Steeling myself. My inner voice repeating a mantra, "Just say hello. Act normal. Smile at everyone. No one will know. Maybe a touch will pass between us. Casual, as you greet all your friends. Don't stay long. Perhaps a whispered endearment. Then go." Easy, I can do this... I open the car door. The handle suddenly foreign and I struggle a bit with it. Did I slam the door? The sound seemly sudden and loud. Sounds from the house muted, my footsteps crushing the gravel in the street then knocking on the pavement. Closer now, the brightness from the windows lights upon me. Another door and there's no turning back now. Another guest has arrived and is following me up the walk. My pulse thundering in my ears, finger wavering but finally finding the bell. I glance back and give a quick pained smile to the man now behind me. The door is thrown open and I'm met with a smile by another man. He looks at me, realizes we've never met before but welcomes me in along with Pete or Peter or Paul... Whatever his name is behind me. I'm inside somehow and he's talking my coat. I clasp the bottle tightly and keep it. I want to give it to you, no one else, so you know it came from me. The men talking, I feel their eyes on me. He, and I know now he is Ralph, thought that I came with P-somebody. Before they can question me, I hear your voice and turn to face you. "Hi Pete and who is...?" Our eyes meet and I see the sudden avalanche of emotions in your eyes. A look of shock on your face, replaced at once with the most wonderful smile I have ever seen. "Jenny? Jenny is it really you? I wasn't expecting you!" I find my tongue glued to the roof of my mouth. I can't take my eyes off of yours. I want to take in all of you but your eyes hold mine and I'm frozen, mesmerized. You take my hand, fingers tight and I squeeze. Unbelieving. Relieved, delirious that you are welcoming me and so delighted to see me. You're talking to the men but I don't hear the words, lost in looking at you. I see your eyes dart down and your spell over me is broken for a moment. I lift up the bottle and present it to you. Your favorite winery, cabernet, 2003. In a dream, you lean in close and kiss my cheek, thanking me. Your perfume sets my mind to spinning. My mantra long forgotten. I fight my tongue free. Voice thick and husky, "Judy you're so beautiful. Happy birt...." I don't finish the word. You pull me with you. My hand sweaty as you take me through the crowd. People turn as we pass, looks and inquiries ignored as we move through them. The faces a blur to me, one or two a catch for a second. Long enough for them to register. So many guests and yet we ignore them all. Or rather, you ignore them. I'm simply oblivious in your wake. We reach stairs and up lead me up. At the top, you stop and we turn to look back. Some have taken little notice of us and our destination, others look and know. Its then that I take note of how my nervousness has changed. Transformed by your parading me among them. Seeing now that the shortest route to the stairs was a quick right from the entrance. You took me from room to room, displaying me. I am so proud standing at your side, hands locked. Hot courses of electricity dancing within my body, from head to toe but concentrated in my sex. Sex which is liquid and hot, my panties failing to contain it. "They now see that my bitch is here. See how jealous they are of me! Of my gift, that you are and that I will take now." With a jerk, you pull you again. In a rush, we are in your bedroom and I am in your arms. I kiss you with a hunger that can never be sated. Met with an equal fervor. You press me up against the closed door, crushing me in your desire. Your lips so much more luscious, your mouth sweeter than I imagined. Our passion, immediate, overpowering. I hook a leg around yours. Our bare legs touching, fueling my desire even more. Sucking on your tongue, I feel you lift me and carry me across to your bed. You lay them down then stand back to look at me. Now given a chance, I gaze and take you in. Seeing your fingers working, removing your clothes. "Well? Get undressed! I will whip you later for surprising me like this...but first I need to fuck you. Even thought they will all know...because they will all know...my need to fuck you can't be withheld." My shoes hit the floor before you finish and my top is over my head a moment later. I had risked no undies and now I'm glad I did. I tear at the clasp and zipper on my skirt, working it off my hips half undone. Reaching back, I pull down the comforter and covers knowing they would be ruined otherwise. Now on the soft coolness of your sheets, I await you. You are on the bed, kneeling before me. I know what you want and I sit up and kiss your belly. Arms around your waist, taking you in every sense. Touch and taste being the foremost, but also listening to you tell me that I better be a good slut and please you. Seeing with unbelieving eyes that you have me in your bed. Smelling your pussy, knowing that soon I will be enjoying it. My tongue traces through your curly short hairs. Wetting them with my saliva so that they start t clump together. Your hiss bodes no teasing and my ability to delay any more is gone. My mouth finds your clit, poking out from under your hood. Taking hold, sucking it. Hands holding your ass so I can suck it properly. But you don't wait. Hands gripping my head, your hips move. Fucking my mouth with it. Motions hard, almost violent. "Come on bitch! You can do better than that!!!" If not for your hands holding me, I would have been knocked flat on my back from the force of your thrusts. Your clit moving between my lips. I use my lips to assist you, tight but not too tight. You can move it in between them and I feel it increasing your lust. My tongue lashes at the tip each time you drive forward. All the while sucking sucking sucking... You wrap a handful of hair in your fist and yank my head back. Your knees spread and straddle me. Then you force my face into your pussy. Grinding hard on me as I try to get my tongue into you. I can taste you but its more from your wetting my entire face than from my tongue being able to pleasure you. Once again hands at the back of my head holding me as you rub up and down, back and forth. There's a pause in your actions that allows me to work my tongue in you. Savoring the taste of your pussy, my life complete now that my mouth is full of your sweetness. Lost in this wonderful moment, I almost miss hearing you speak. Your words distorted and partially obscured by my own wet sucking and moans. "...thanks...I'll...yes, later...now go..." Your fingers weaving through my hair, smoothing, gentle. You pull back from me and slide down beside me. We share a kiss but I wonder at your change, knowing that your orgasms, if any, were small and not complete. You shift towards the nightstand and return with two glasses of wine in your hands. I see the bottle that remains there. The winery, cabernet, 2003...my bottle...now opened and poured. "How...?" But your finger on my lips cuts me off. We toast and sip. Your eyes telling me that you're far from done with me. You take the glass from my hand and place them back on the nightstand. Another long, deep kiss follows. Then another, and another. I think to myself how I could kiss you forever and that this alone fills my soul to the brim. The kisses building, my hands moving over you, yours over me. A long finger goes inside me. Gasping into your mouth as I feel you finger my pussy. My hips moving with it. The touch magic. The pressure of the base of your fingers on my clit and I try to rub on you. Whimpering in desire and lust. "My baby bitch needs fucked doesn't she?" "Yesssssssssssss, whatever you desire..." "Oh, you will be fucked alright. I will fuck you until you pass out in my arms." I whimper again, holding you tight. Groaning as I feel your hand and finger leave me. You roll on me, our legs entwined. Taking a leg, you lift it up and use it to settle yourself on me. Our pussies kissing, wetness combining, mingling. Moaning as I feel the length and hardness of your clit. You hold my leg between your breasts and use it for leverage to fuck me. Grinding down on me. Your erect clit a dagger cutting loose my lust and yours. I push my hips up. Giving my pussy to you to fuck. And you're inside me. My wetness allowing you easy and ready access. Your clit moves along my pussy lips, then thrusts in. Beautifully fucking me. I cry out as I cum. "Mmmmmm. That's what I like to hear! My fuck toy makes such lovely sounds. Tell me you love to be fucked." Gasping, my voice quivering. "Oh please fuck me Judy!!! I love how you fuck me! And I do love to fuck! I'm a fucking whore. YOUR fucking whore!!! YOUR BITCH!!!: Now your movements quicken even more. I grasp your hips and leg. Using my pussy, giving it to you to fuck. Wanting, needing you to fuck me more and more. One arm remains wrapped around my leg, holding it tight to your chest. The other reaches out and rips at my hair. I am rewarded with your screams as you cum. Flooding me. "You ARE my bitch! And I will bitch fuck you!! And beat you!!! And piss on you!!! Then bitch fuck you again!!!" "You will fuck all that I direct you to!!!" The bed protesting under us as we fuck harder and faster. I cry out again, the wet heat of your love along with the rapid continued pounding of your pussy with mine having again brought me to orgasm. Cumming hard... Only the tug of your hand at my hair keeps me from falling back on the bed. At some point you release me. I find myself weak and sprawled out. Eyes opening to see you rise up. Bending over to kiss me softly. "Stay here. I'll be back after my guests leave. Then I will really fuck you and not hold back..." Party Crasher Ch. 02 Curling up in your bed sheets, I listen to the sounds of the party wind down. Through it all I can hear your laughter and voice, imagining the excitement I hear in it is due to my arrival. Eventually, I drift off to sleep. I wake in the dark to new sounds. The bed shaking, being jolted really in a slowly building pace and strength. My eyes rapidly adjusting to the dim light, I make out soft moans and grunts, bits of conversation. The sound of fucking. Drawn to the source of the sound, I see you at the foot of the bed. Hands on the footboard, bracing. Behind you, I make out another form. Ralph? Both of you are looking at me. "Ummmmm This is so hot..." "Do you want to fuck her?" "She's awake..." "Yes, she is. And she sees us now. Sees you fucking me." I can't take my eyes off you. Your sex becomes louder now, no longer being conducted in stealth. "She's young..." "Yes, she is. In her twenties. Loves to fuck too." "EErrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr" The rhythmic slap of flesh on flesh rises. "Are you...?" "Yessssssssssss" "Remember what I told you!" "I do..." There is a sudden rush as he moves from behind you. Coming around the bed, I can make out the shape of his cock in his hand as he rounds the bed. Thick and clutched in his fist. A shaft of moon light catches him just as he stands next to me as I can see it. Red, wet, throbbing. The first rope of his cum shoots out and hits me square across the face. A raised line from right cheek, across my lips and down my chin. The trailing end falling on my neck and left breast. Another follows and, knowing you are looking...expecting..., I open my mouth for it. It is another long strand and the salty goo fills my mouth. A third spurt, weaker lands on my breasts. His hand is pumping the last out, smaller, thinner spurts. Some reaches me, some only finds the bed. I feel your hand from the far side of the bed. Pushing my head forward. His cock nearing, then inside my mouth. "Suck him. I want him hard again." I close my eyes and comply. Your hand grips my hair, holding me in place. My hands flat on the bed, body twisted at the waist, torso bent forward awkwardly towards him. His cock fills my mouth and I use my tongue inside my mouth to feel it. Swallowing a mouthful of cum while I start to suck on him. Strangely, this gives me a flash of pleasure knowing that I am sharing with you in a way. Swallowing his cum as you have done before. Half hard, my lips stretched move along his length. Slightly sticky with your juice and the cum that was in my mouth. Soon I will have him clean and I work at it diligently, helped by your hand as it pulls my face around, back and forth. I feel him hardening and I let his cock out of my mouth so I can lick along the entire shaft. My goal also to find your wetness on him that I'm unable to reach otherwise. The wetness that has matted his hair at the base of his cock and deposited on his balls. He has other ideas, or was it your's? He takes hold of his cock and uses it to smear the cum on my face, painting me with it. I feel your weight on the bed behind me, then your second hand on my chin. Pulling open my jaw so his cock passes into my mouth as he spreads his cum. Your body pressing against my back now. I feel your breath as your face is close for a good look. A soft breast against my side. Firm nipple offering encouragement in its center. Using my tongue, sticking it out and licking greedily at his cock each time it comes near. Tasting the cum which clings to his shaft, the rest starting to dry. My face and his cock becoming increasingly sticky as a result. The combined tackiness pulling at my flesh each time he drags it across my cheeks and chin. Back to complete hardness, I look up at him. Still unable to make his features out but trying in the darkness of the room. Your hands holding my head, he takes to pushing his cock back into my mouth. Face fucking me. I suck at his as he does but each push is a little deeper and I sense he wants to bury it all in me. "That's my bitch... show him what a good cocksucker you are. Look how hard you got him so quickly." Your words hot in my ear. Making me crazy with lust, I suck him harder. Opening my throat as best I can in this position. With a pop, he pulls back and out. His wet length flush along my face, shifting so his hairy sac is at my mouth. My tongue darts out, measuring and weighting them. Rewarded with another taste of you along his his musk and sweat. You move as well, rising up. I'm sandwiched between the two of you. Locked, as you kiss. His cock throbbing on my face. Minutes pass with me in this new position. Unable to move, I limited to giving his balls little kisses and licks. Listening to your passion as your embrace continues. With a yank, my hair clenched in your hair, I fall back on the bed as your bodies move back. "He better be clean!" Your speech sizzling my ear as I watch you lean over me, taking his cock into your mouth. I watch intently, seeing his full length disappearing in your mouth. He grunts approvingly as you deep throat him again and again. Your heavy breasts swinging above me, I reach up caressing them before raising my head to suckle at you. A finger at my pussy, exploring, pushing inside. I let out a moan as it works my hot wet depths. My hips moving, needing and wanting it. Added pressure as a second hand joins the first. Thicker fingers, one forcefully entering alongside yours. My feet now flat on the bed, lifting my hips up. Fingers sliding in and out of me. Sometimes together, sometimes alternatively. Both soaked with my juice which is flowing heavily, running out and down to my ass. Bodies moving again. My hair still wrapped in your hand, I'm pulled to meet your wishes. Both of us laying on the bed next to each other. My face as your hip, I watch again as he moves between your legs. Your free hand guiding him into you. He sinks in one long motion, filling you before starting to fuck you. I smell and watch your sex. He is driving deep and fast, excitement evident. You lift your legs up so I can see better. Transfixed by the sight. His cock exiting wet and slick and oh so hard. After several minutes your hand jerks my head to the bed. He pulls out and turns so that he is extended over your leg. Wavering in the air. Red, wet, shiny. I start to move before your hand pulls me. Taking him in my mouth. Sucking him. With a groan of lust, tasting your fresh juice as he fucks my mouth. After I have long enough to clean him, he moves back to you. Fucking you even faster and harder, before pulling back out and allowing me to repeat my cleansing. We repeat this several times. His need to reach orgasm muted now, having already cum recently. He's fucking you for your pleasure now. Nearing it, your hand releases me and I'm free to move and help in other ways. He's pulled your legs up to your chest, holding them under his arms as he pounds you. Your face clear, I move up and kiss you. Thanking you. Our kiss long and deep. Holding and caressing your face as I kiss you. "Show... him.... what.... a good.... bitch you are..." I move down again, going behind the two of you. Sliding under, my tongue greets his cock as it exits your hot pussy. Licking at it and his balls. Then as where it joins with you. Sucking, licking. My finger finds your tight rosebud. Its slick with your wetness and moves easily over it. I move again, directly behind him now. Both hands spreading his ass, trying not to impede his movements in you. My tongue finds his ass and I lick him. Showing him just how good of a bitch I am for you. Probing him. "She's... her...tongue... my ass....!" And I hear you gasp and know that has pushed you over, which combined with my tongue in his ass, pushes him to orgasm as well. Your final moments together, hard and violent. He falls back and rolls to the side. You lay panting before me. Your wet pussy, open and leaking. "Now clean me.." Party Crasher Ch. 03 Even without your direction, my intention from the first was to suck you clean. I kiss my way up your right leg. Little butterfly kisses with a quick touch of the tip of my tongue every few inches or so. Your body hot, damp with sweat, slightly salty. My tongue tingling by the time I reach your sex. Your lips are pulled out, long and distended. Your odor intoxicating and strong. Wetness covers your pussy and surrounding thighs along with the lower region of your bush. His cum leaking out of you. My tongue glides through the light sheen leading to your center. I flatten it so I can lick as much of you as I can. You raise up your hips, allowing me to more easily access all of you. The first long lick collects the cum that had oozed out of you. A newly familiar salty taste on my tongue. My tongue brings it, and your juice, into my mouth so I can swallow the combined mixture. I lick again and again. Keeping my tongue flat to clean your folds quickly. Each journey ending in the soft curly fur. Your clit, hard and long, peeks out from under your hood. My movement ensures that my tongue travels over it each time. Knowing that it is not what you like best but wanting to delay that for now. Feeling your digits weave along my scalp, a gentle pressure that guides my mouth back to your wet center. I slide my tongue into you now. Quickly its coated with the cum that fills you. I bring my fingers up to open you as I work my oral muscle in you. Drawing out his cum with it, sucking and swallowing repeatedly. Your fingers pull me in tighter and I know that you are pleased by this slow but methodical cleansing. As I work, my nose brushes the erect nub of your clit. No, not a nub. Its much larger than that. And knowing that it awaits me adds to my growing lust. I continue to suck you clean. Forcing my tongue to its extremity inside you, wanting all that you have but finding less and less salty goo. Thinking that it is almost time. "Ok baby, you can do it now." I pull my face back and up. Smiling at you with both lips and eyes. Your eyes flashing as you see the shine covering my face. I keep my focus on your eyes, open mouth finding your clit at the same time. My lips surround it. With an increasing suction, I suck on it. So long and hard. Engorged with blood and lust. I make a sound of contentment as I settle my mouth on it. Moving my head up and down, the way you like it. Sucked on like a cock. My lips gripping it, tongue caressing it. Sucking all the while. Doing this to you never fails to drive my wantonness to a higher level and I start to vocalize as I pleasure your clit. Loud humming sounds, knowing the vibrations will send you little shivers as they pass from my lips to your clit. Then sucking loud, wetly at you. My mouth releasing so I can talk dirty to you. "Mmmmmm, please feed me your big girl-cock." "Its so hard and throbbing in my mouth." "Please fuck my face with it. You know how I love when you do that." I rub my face from side to side over you wetness. Feeling the raised finger of your womanhood on my cheeks as I do. Licking and sucking again at it. "Does he know how you fuck me with this?" "Stabbing at my clit with it." "How I scream out your name when I cum." My hair is almost ripped out in clumps, as you position my mouth where you want it. Your hips pumping up and down. My lips around your clit. A hissed, "Suck me now!!!!" Tasting blood as my lips are smashed against my teeth by your pelvis. All your actions now intent upon fucking my mouth with your clit. Thrusting up, over and over. Hips raising me up, hands pulling me down. Face fucking your bitch, using her mouth for your pleasure. My mind swimming in the knowledge that I am your bitch. Then somehow I'm on my back and you above me. I can see your head thrown back, breasts swinging as you grind down on my face. Rolling your hips, faster and faster. Just as I think you might smother me, I'm flooded with wetness. Washing over and into my mouth. I suck greedily, forcing my mouth open so I can use my tongue. Your body shaking on me. The quakes strong, one after another. Gradually, each subsequent wave tapers off until you come to a stop. Your weight leaves me, soon to return but along the length of my body. Covering mine with yours. I nuzzle my nose into your hair. Listening to your labored breathing slowing, calming, returning to normal. I kiss your head as I hold tight to you. Within moments, the pace and timing of our breathing sync's up. My heart is pounding but nowhere near the pace that your's is running. Slowly, I feel you come down the rest of the way. Our bodies relaxing and merging. Fitting together. Complete. One. Minutes later, I sense you are asleep in my arms. With a smile, I kiss you tenderly and allow myself to join you in rest. Sleep coming quickly in my happiness and contentment. Party Crasher Ch. 04 Your body shifts and I roll, following your movement, trying to remain in your warmth. Not awake, half conscious, my eyelids crack open and I see you looking into my face. My eyes close again, a smile forming on my lips. My arms seeking to enclose you in them. You push you me onto my back and I lay back among the pillows and covers. Still not ready to leave the comfort of your body, one arm slides under your side just as you start to move over me. My hand slides down your back as you sit up on me. Your knees along my sides, just above my hip. My eyes flutter as I fight the brightest of the room, catching glimpses of you towering over me. My smile widens, "Good morn......." The word cut off. Through my half awake eyes, I had watched you. Your upper body twisting slightly, arm raising but it didn't register until your hand cut across my face. Slapping my face HARD. The force turning my head sideways. Awake now, I look back up towards you but, before I can speak or see your face, your hand returns. Swift, ambushing, turning my face back into the pillow. Fingers of stinging along the flesh of my left cheek where your hand has struck. The suddenness of it freezes me and I struggle to right my head to look at you. The weight of your body on my waist heavy now as you reach for one arm, then the other. Shoving them down along my sides where you trap them with your thighs and knees. Immobile now, seeing the firmness in your facial features as you gaze down at me. You hold me like this, your face emotionless for a long minute. Then with deliberate slowness, your left arm moves back. Part of me is fascinated by the way your body moves. The muscles of your upper arm flexing, your left breast lifting, your palm, open and flat, upcast slightly higher than your head before it begins its orbit towards me. A blur now, crashing into my other cheek. "You bitch!" A handful of hair yanked and pulled and twisted as you spit the words out. My hair anchored in your fist, you pin my head. Your body leaning over and tilted to the side of the arm grasping and jerking me by my roots. The other arm rising and falling as you continue to slap my face. Sharp claps of pain along with increasing heat as I feel my face reddening from the blows. Then both of your hands ripping at my hair, bouncing my head up and down on the bed. "What the fuck...did you think...you're doing....coming here.... unannounced...." "Sucking....my husband's....cock...and ass...." Your hands tossing my head free to the bed, you reach down and TWIST both of my nipples. Nipples that are rock hard. A fact that did not escape you. As you continue to twist and pull them, a wicked grin grows on your face. "Are you wet?" I nod, your asking bringing that knowledge to me at the same time. Realizing that my pussy is soaked! A hand flies across my face again. "Will this make you cum?" My eyes wide with fear, breathe bated, focused on your hand clenched into a fist. Muscles taunt. Thinking that you will hit me, really hit me, with your closed fist. "No, no... maybe not that..." You open your hand and angle your torso down closer to me until your face is inches from mine. "But I will whip you, beat you some more. Make it crystal clear that you are my bitch!" My fear abating, its then that I notice your new movement. It had started subtly, slowly, but was becoming quite obvious. Your hips rotating, then undulating back and forth. Feeling the heat and wetness of you. Another realization of you positioned pussy to pussy with me. Hands beside my head, resting forward, rubbing yourself on me. I arch up, offering my pussy to you and you take it, using it to pleasure yourself. "Mmmmmm, I need to fuck you again. Beating my bitch always gets me hot." Grasping the pillow behind my head, you tear it out from under then force it under my ass. Keeping my pelvis up for you. An easier position for me to maintain for you to fuck me. Bearing down, I feel the fullness of your clit. My mound slick with you as you rub yourself harder and faster on me. I grind along with you. Pushing upwards and moving in the opposite direction as you to enhance the sensation. My breasts gripped and squeezed by you as your lust builds. A fire in your eyes as you watch me under you. "Come on bitch, you can fuck better than that! Remind me why I like fucking you, why I should continue to fuck you. Give me that pussy..." With my arms still locked to my sides by your legs, I use them for leverage as I bring my pussy up. Thrusting it out so that you can work your clit against mine and on my bald mound. Pushing and rolling my hips as you thrust forward. Fucking hard, pounding against each other. Long minutes of controlled violence follow. Your grip on my breasts relentless, painful but unnoticed as all my attention is on getting your clit into me. Shooting stars each time you hit my clit straight on. I want to wrap my legs around you or scissor with you but your need is stronger and, besides, I have no choice. The smile and twinkle in your eyes telling me that you are aware of my desires and taking greater pleasure in knowing they are being denied. That this fuck is all about you. My orgasm comes unexpectedly quick and strong. I know that I am yelling but I don't know what or how loud. This drives you on and you fall forward, hooking your arms around my shoulders. Humping, a crazed woman on me. Your teeth closing in the soft flesh of my shoulder, muffling your own cry. The abrupt spread of liquid warmth over my pussy signaling your orgasm to me. Flowing, flowing over and down under me. Our motions slowing but not stopping. Your mouth at my ear, blowing the words hot into my ear. "I need to pee..."