****** The Holiday Party by Stu Berlin ******
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The Holiday Party


The holiday season was always a fun time for the group. This year was no
exception. Stu and Karen would host the group this year, as the new downstairs
room was better equipped and more spacious than anyone else's home. The group
decided to have the party catered this year. That led to a problem: what to do
with the help that the caterer would send. Bob and Stu talked with Karen about
that and it was decided to just have the food brought in and the group would be
responsible for serving etc. In that manner, they could party hardy.

The group had some serious rules for the annual holiday gathering. First off,
they had to dress nicely. Second, the real fun wouldn't start until dinner was
over. That was the hard rule because they taunted each other and spoke in
double entendres all the time. But once a year, they wanted to have more
serious moment.

The day arrived. Fran and Bob came over early to help set up. A dinner party
for 14 is a lot of work. They set two tables end to end. To make matters
simple, they used a piece of plastic under paper tablecloths. They used plastic
plates, but real silverware (go figure that one out). The caterer dropped off
the food about three o'clock and gave Karen instructions on how to heat the
food before serving. They ordered hors d'ouerves, stuffed capon, vegetables,
salad and a dessert assortment. The group would bring drinks and other finger
foods.

At last, all was ready. Bob and Fran used the spare bathroom to shower and
change as the folks started to arrive. All of the men wore suits and ties. The
women, well, in short they were lovely. As the story goes on, I'll tell you
what some of them wore because, as we all know, some of them went home more
stained than how they arrived.

The talk was lively: politics, business, children, the normal things people
talk about at a cocktail party. The group represented a nice cross section
religiously, so it wasn't exactly a Christmas party. But in short, everyone was
in a marvelous mood. Dinner was finally served. Oh yeah, one rule I didn't
explain before. On the table were empty pitchers. In this case, someone could
pee in the pitcher for someone else to drink. But to keep the decorum straight,
one couldn't pee at the table, at least during mealtime. From time to time, due
to the amounts of liquid imbibed, someone would grab the pitcher and go out of
the room. And from time to time, someone would pour a little into a glass and
drink it.

Finally, the dinner was over and the dessert trays were brought out. This was
the pre-arranged signal that other types of fun could start. Sooner or later
the group would gravitate to the basement, but the fun started in the dining
room. No one would admit to it, but apparently, somebody farted an "sbd"-
a "silent but deadly". It took a minute, but the smell wafted throughout the
room.

"Did somebody shit his or her pants?" someone said.

They looked at each other, grinned, but no one owned up. Sue started to pat the
guys on their asses to see if there was a dump settling in someone's drawers.
She came up clean.

Bob had been drinking a lot that afternoon/evening. Mostly beer and cider. As
it is said, you don't drink them, you rent them. "God I have to piss," he
called.

Sue and Nancy were sitting on a sofa discussing something and didn't hear Bob's
plight. Bob saw the two targets, moved toward them, opened his fly, took out
the snake and drained it on them. Sue's low cut beige satin cocktail dress
started to drink up the liquid. Bob could see the outline of her lingerie
underneath. Nancy wore a white holiday blouse of a white on white paisley and a
red skirt. The blouse immediately became tinged in yellow and showed the
outline of the off white bra she wore underneath. Bob kept on peeing and
peeing. Back and forth as if he were a fireman he hosed them spreading his
liquid joy. He peed on their faces, their crotches as they sat, their chests,
up and down as he let go a record stream of urine. Even the other members of
the group were amazed at the amount of waste that was spewing forth from Bob's
tube. Nancy and Sue sat there like professionals and enjoyed the long moment.

This action by Bob was like breaking hearts in the card game hearts. Now all
could join into the fun.

Julie was wearing a low cut red cocktail dress with inch wide straps. To
complement the dress, she was wearing red three-inch strappy sandals with
sparkly silver panty hose. She was standing next to Mark, Tina and Josh. She
stooped about six inches and grimaced. She stood up and the odor told everyone
that she had just shat into her panties. Josh slyly lifted the bottom of her
dress and felt the load contained within. Just as deftly, he reached in and
took a part of the pasty load into his hand. Julie turned to face Josh and just
as she was about to say something, Josh smeared the shit onto her chest and
into her cleavage.

"Julie, let's finish it up. Turn around."

And with a surprised look on her face, she did. Josh pulled the panty hose down
and scooped the remainder of her load into his palms. Josh was like a child in
pre kindergarten. He used the offal as finger paint and painted Julie's face.
He couldn't hold back and grabbed both of her tits with his filthy hands
leaving behind a smeared area.

"Hey guys, before we get too lost in reverie, let's go downstairs," Karen
called out.

Mark grabbed a dessert try as the troupe trooped down to the basement.

Nancy and Sue, once in the basement, started to remove their urine saturated
clothing.

"I have to suck some cock," cried Nancy. "Bob, now that you're empty, bring
that thing over here and give me more of your liquids."

Naturally, as a gentleman, Bob obliged. Nancy unzipped his pants, reached in
and brought out his growing cock. Once she brought it to her lips, it grew to
attention. Nancy's head bobbed up and down on Bob's erection. She tantalized
him until he could hold back no longer and pulled his dick out of her mouth at
the last moment shooting his warm sticky sperm over her face. The crowd watched
as it oozed down and landed on her left breast. There was even a smattering of
applause.

Julie caught Stu's eye and winked for him to come over to her. She was still
wearing the pasting of her own shit. Stu had stripped by this point. Julie lay
down on the famous bed in the basement.

"Give me your stuff," Julie exclaimed. "I want all of your stuff," Julie said
to the group.

Stu climbed on the bed and straddled the young blonde. He told her to open her
mouth. And as she complied, Stu started to piss on her face. Julie was drinking
Stu's elixir. He hosed her like Bob hosed the two women earlier. Up and down
her body he aimed his stream. The bodice of the dress stuck to her like a
second skin. When he was finished, Stu squat over Julie's face and without
hesitation, shat on her face.

Julie was an accomplished receiver by this time. She lay there without a twitch
as her face was covered by Stu's shit. Ginny replaced Stu and straddled her
also. She aimed her pee as well as she could, starting at Julie's crotch and
wetting down the pile on her face. She too added to that pile after she peed.
But she, like Josh, spread the shit over Julie's face and dress. Ginny took a
turd and lifted up the saturated skirt and pulled off Julie's pantyhose and
panties. She placed the turd into Julie's pussy, placed the dress over her bare
cunt and started to rub the excrement into Julie's twat. Julie moaned with
excitement. Ginny continued to rub until Julie burst with her first orgasm of
the night.

Tina, Josh's wife, lay down next to Julie. Tina was wearing an exquisite dress
made of pale blue sequins on the top and a like-colored tight skirt made of a
satiny material. She too started to rub the pile of shit on Julie's face on
Julie. Mark climbed on the bed as soon as Ginny got off and placed his asshole
above Tina's mouth. He aimed his cock down Tina's body and pissed his load over
her. The light blue satin turned dark. He attempted to spray Julie as well, but
Tina received most of his goodness. "Open up," was all Mark said. He started to
birth a turd directly into Tina's mouth. Mark clamped the turd off and rose to
show the crowd a six inch piece of brown sticking out of Tina. Mark slowly
pushed the turd deeper into Tina's mouth. Tina pushed back and the turd came
back out. Mark pushed back and now this brown piece of shit when in and out
fucking Tina's mouth. Her saliva was working on the turd and brown dribbled
seeped out over Tina's cheeks. Marked leaned over and opened his mouth and took
the other side of the turd from Tina. Back and forth they passed this piece as
it slowly disintegrated probably landing on their cheeks and certainly their
stomachs.

Josh took a dessert off of the tray Mark brought downstairs and started to
chew. But instead of swallowing, he leaned over where Fran was sitting and put
it into her mouth. She too chewed on it and passed it on to Lorenzo. Tim then
shouted, "Hey, I've got an idea. Some of us are dirty already. We need to rub
some shit onto everyone's genitals. Then we make a daisy chain to clean each
other off. For the first one, we'll do boy-girl and then reverse the positions.
Later, if we want we can do other combinations."

"You know," Nancy said, "we've never done anything like that. I'm game. Let's
build a pile of shit for spreading. Julie, lay back down. We'll use you as our
target."

Nancy squatted over Julie's now very dirty dress and presented her load. Jim,
quiet until now, did the same. Lorenzo was next. The three left a copious
amount on Julie.

"Okay everybody, load up."

Each person took some of the stuff and rubbed it into their genitals. The guys
painted their stiffening cocks and the ladies placed the waste in and around
their cunts.

"Okay, ready. Nobody next to their spouse. Let's lie down and we'll start on
the count of three."

The circle was quickly formed and Nancy counted. It was great. Female heads
bobbed up and down as the guys slurped at the ladies' gashes.

After a while Nancy called out, "Okay, switch directions!"

Legs went flying and the sucking and slurping resumed. No other sound was
heard.

Finally, Nancy called out, "Okay, guys start fucking the cunt you've just been
eating."

The guys pulled up and many ladies' legs went onto shoulders. Hard cocks were
quickly shoved into waiting twats. The sounds of thighs slapping thighs were
quickly heard. Groans turned into squeals as women started having their
orgasms. Guys started to grunt, as guys do, as the build up in their organs
started. Some guys pulled out and sprayed their lady with a load of jizm. Some
guys wanted the thrill of shooting deep into the twat of the moment.

As always, or at least with most men, a rest was called for.

Sue went over to Karen and started to lick at her pussy. Julie did likewise to
Ginny. Before long, the ladies were at each other's twats. One group had to
have three girls as there were seven couples. The men watched in amazement. The
girls lapped at each other's boxes: some were rewarded with the load of sperm
deposited in by what was now an anonymous donor.

As Sue and Karen were sucking each other's cunt, Josh came over and peed on the
pair of them. Jim peed on Nancy, Tina and Fran. Stu walked over to that group
and stuck his face into Jim's stream. He put his mouth over Jim's stream and
drank. He was a gentleman however, and allowed Jim to finish urinating on the
three women. When Jim was finished, Stu sucked him to a beautiful erection.

As the evening wore on, everyone did something to everyone else. Lorenzo fucked
Tina and Sue in the ass. Bob fucked Stu in the ass as Stu was sucking on Josh.
Josh was eating out Tina at the time. It isn't easy describing what fourteen
people did to each other. But dear readers, you can well imagine that a good
time was had by all. Don't forget to write.

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