Subject: New Year's Party (FF, FFF, oral)
By: Kelly <pghkelly@yahoo.com>
Diary Date: December 31, 2007
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Summary:
Just because you don’t have any guys at your party doesn’t mean you can’t have
fun. Kristi and I each invited our best friend and you can imagine what a night
we had!
Table of Contents
Chapter 1 – Making Plans
Chapter 2 – Getting Started With Kristi
Chapter 3 – Beth and Carrie Join In
Chapter 4 – A Masturbation Challenge
Chapter 5 – Fun With Toys
Chapter 1 – Making Plans
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New Year’s Eve is always a problem for me. When I say a problem, it’s a similar
problem to what I face in my favorite restaurant where there are simply too many
options to choose from. Which party do I go to? Do I even go to a party? Just
friends or a public affair? Stay in town or go for a road trip? For that
matter, what about just staying home and watching the ball drop from bed? My
dream has always to be at Time’s Square but that will probably never happen so
what’s a girl to do? This year I opted for something in between. My cousin
Kristi was over for Christmas and the subject of New Year’s Eve came up somehow.
“So, what do you have planned this year, miss big college graduate?” she teased
me.
“What’s it to you,” I came back, “Isn’t that, like, one of the biggest nights of
the year for girl’s like you?”
Kristi stuck her tongue out at me playfully and pretended to be hurt. By now
she was use to me teasing her about her “occupation”. She likes to call it
“Customer Relations Manager” but I preferred the more straightforward term –
whore. It may sound a bit harsh but I simply mean a girl who gets paid for her
“services” – which is what Kristi does to make a living, a damn good one at
that!
“Well, all the more you should appreciate what I’m proposing,” she replied, “How
about just girl’s sleepover, kinda like we use to do when we were kids.”
My immediate reaction was the desire to retort that back then the most we would
do is masturbate and giggle at each but I had a feeling Kristi was not going to
be happy with just THAT so I managed to keep a straight face and keep my
thoughts to myself. At least, I THOUGHT I was keeping a straight face. If
anyone could read me, besides my mother, it was Kristi and I wasn't fooling her
for a second.
“Well of course it wouldn’t be COMPLETELY like when we were kids,” she laughed,
“But you get the idea.”
I asked her who she wanted to invite and she responded instantly. Obviously she
had thought this through ahead of time as Kristi wasn't always the sharpest
knife in the drawer. Otherwise she wouldn’t have dropped out of college for a
career that depended more on what was between her legs than on her shoulders.
“I thought we would keep it a bit intimate, don’t you think? How about we each
bring our best friend?”
It sounded fine with me but as it was already Christmas, I was afraid that Beth,
my best friend since I could remember, might already have plans. Again, Kristi
was ready with the answer.
“I just happen to know that Beth is free,” she said with a smirk. Obviously the
little vixen had already asked Beth. “And Carrie can make it too.” Carrie was
Kristi’s best friend, like Beth was mine. We had met a few times and she was as
much as slut as Kristi was – she just didn’t get paid for it. I rolled my eyes
at allowing myself to be so easily outmaneuvered by my cousin – not something
that happens a lot, trust me. I had to wonder if someone had helped her to set
this up? Maybe one of our mothers?
So we had a plan for the night. I learned later that Kristi’s mom, my Aunt
Linda, had plans for a party of her own, if you can call being with one guy all
night at a casino in West Virginia a party. That would leave Kristi’s house to
us for the entire evening. At first, I questioned the wisdom of not having any
guys. One thing that would be ruined would be my record for being fucked when
the new year came in. For the past three years I’d managed to have a dick
inside me when the ball dropped in Times Square and it looked like THT wasn't
going to happen this year. My goal was to make him cum just as the clock struck
midnight. So far I’d come close but it looked like it would be another year now
before a guy got another chance to get his timing right.
As the end of the year approached, I came to realize a couple of hidden benefits
of going this route this year. For one, I didn’t worry about buying a new
dress. Sure, a new dress is ALWAYS a welcome addition but it was nice not
HAVING to buy one. I didn’t even bother buying any new lingerie like I would
probably have done had there been plans for guys to join in. I had a feeling
the “uniform” for the night was going to be pretty simple – and we’d all be
“wearing” the same outfit. Besides not worrying about a dress, there was the
savings of having to get my hair done. Again, it never was a BAD thing to spend
an afternoon at the salon but I planned to just wear mine straight and free.
There were a few things, though, that still were important, not the least of
which was my period was off by a few days last month and normally would have
been in full swing at exactly the wrong time. I just had to hope it was
permanently shifted now and not just off for one month. None of us, at least so
far as I knew, were into dipping our tongues into the red river so I could only
pray things went OK and that I wasn't all bloated in any case.
Hygiene issues were the most critical and beside my period I made sure I was
shaved and waxed to make myself as smooth as possible. I think some guys
wouldn’t care if I had armpit hair and stubble on my legs so long as they got to
fuck me, but girls are more sensitive about such things – we like our
girlfriends to be cleaned up. Just before leaving for my cousin’s I took a
long, hot, soaking bath with some scented salts, washed my hair, and made sure I
was as clean as possible and smelled good too. Lord only knew what I would
smell like when I was back home again!
After my bath I went back to my room and checked myself out in the mirror. God,
I’m getting so old! A few more months and I'd be 23. For a while now birthdays
were just going to be another year added to my age without any significance.
Like sixteen you get your driver’s license, seventeen you’re “no longer jail
bait, eighteen and you’re a legal person, twenty one and I could gambler and
drink (legally at least). What was there to look forward to now but the big 3-0
and who looks forward to THAT? The one good thing was that at least I wasn’t
fretting about my boobs being too small or fighting a bout of acne right before
a big date. I hadn’t changed clothing sizes in the past couple of years now and
again, that meant things would only get worse in the future if I wasn't careful.
Gee, was I being “glass half-empty” this evening or what?
I was musing when my dad called to see how I was doing. I knew that he and my
mom were spending the night downtown on some package deal at the Hilton which
included a room, party and dinner. Sounded like fun – for old people! I teased
him by telling him what I was wearing, or should I say, NOT wearing.
“Much as I like the sound of the outfit, don’t you think maybe you might need to
add some accessories?” my dad teased me over the phone.
“Dad!” I whined back at him in mock annoyance. Like duh, I wasn’t going to be
leaving the house naked. Now once I got to Kristi’s house, then all bets were
off!
“What’s this about no boys tonight?” he asked, an amused tone to his voice now.
“I thought you were hoping to nail it this year?”
He was, of course, referring to what I had mentioned before about the timing
thing. Well, maybe next year he might get a shot at it, who knows? But then
again, he had swung and missed once already so would he get another chance at
bat? I teased him about it now and then so I guess payback was only fair play.
He laughed at me and then said he need to get to the bathroom to get ready for
their night out. If I hadn’t just spent so much time cleaning up and getting
myself all freshened and smelling good I might have considered stopping by on my
way to Kristi’s but that would just have to wait for another time.
For the ride over, I just threw on some jeans and a sweatshirt. No need to get
a nice outfit all wrinkled up when I knew it wouldn’t be on me long anyway – or
least it better not be. A pair of boots and my coat was I needed. Grabbing my
purse, I reached in for my keys and as usual they weren't there. Damn, I NEVER
put my keys away where I could find them again. I looked all over and of
course, they were in my coat pocket. Looking in the mirror on my way out, I
muttered to myself that just because I was wearing my hair blonde these days
didn’t mean I had to act like I was a blonde!
Chapter 2 – Getting Started With Kristi
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It was only a few miles to my cousin’s house but the traffic was pretty heavy
with everyone heading to wherever they were going for the evening. Nonetheless,
I made it there in short order and parked on the street in front. There weren’t
any other cars I recognized so it looked like I was the first to arrive. Kristi
greeted me at the door and I knew it was going to be THAT kind of evening – she
was already nude and had a glass of wine in her hand.
“Hey cuz, let’s get this party going!” she greeted me.
Unlike me, my little cousin liked her alcohol and I just hoped she didn't get
herself too drunk too early. Actually, to be fair, Kristi hardly ever got all
that drunk, just enough to where she did things even more outrageous than she
normally would do. I couldn’t help but take a second look at her. No matter
that I had seen Kristi nude countless times and had sex with her more times than
I could ever remember, she was always so beautiful and sexy. Her thin body and
girlish looks belied her twenty years, much to her chagrin when it came time to
be carded but it made her one of the most demanded girls in her agency. I guess
nothing beats fucking a girl who LOOKS like she’s underage but is legal. Right
now she was standing with her weight on one leg, her hips stuck out and the most
naughty grin imaginable on her face. Her perky boobs were a perfect size B and
her nipples were already hard and poking out. From the flushness of her face, I
had a good idea somebody had been getting herself off while waiting for her
guests to arrive.
“Damn Kristi, couldn’t you even wait for use to get here?” I teased her. Bulls
eye – her grin got even broader as she couldn’t help but look guilty.
“Well, what do you expect? I’m here all alone and got to thinking about you
guys and then... well, you know.”
We both giggled as yes, we both “knew”. If there was one thing Kristi and I had
in common, it was our love for masturbation. We had masturbated together since
we were barely teenagers. Some people seem to think masturbation is for when
you’re not getting enough of the “real” thing. Well, Kristi and I would beg to
differ. We both look at masturbation as just another form of sex no different
than being with a guy or a girl, just that in this case we were with ourselves.
I’ve had to explain this to guys who wonder why, after they spend all evening
doing their best to fuck my lights out, I start masturbating as soon as when
they’re spent and forced to take a break. It’s no reflection on them, not at
all. It’s just when it comes to sex, girls like me and Kristi just want more
than most girls, more than most guys can deliver.
“So I take it Beth and Carrie haven’t arrived yet?” I asked, just to confirm the
situation.
“Well duh! Why would I be rubbing myself if they were here?”
She had a point.
“So what’s the plan for this evening?” I asked, finally stepping in and closing
the front door behind me.
“Well, my dear older cousin, why not start by getting out of those ridiculous
clothes? How are we suppose to have fun if you’re all dressed up?”
I was under no delusions that I would remain dressed for long when I left my
apartment but this was a little faster than even I had expected. Then again, so
what? In a way, it was a relief to get my clothes off as I quickly stripped.
This was better than playing some silly game when everyone knew what the outcome
was going to be anyway. The two of use were now both nude in the hallway and no
sooner were my clothes off than Kristi rushed forward to hug me, pressing her
warm smooth body up tight against me, pressing her leg in between mine and
pushing up against my exposed crotch. It had the effect I knew she was trying
for as my clit was stimulated by the pressure against it and I was already wet
to begin with anyway.
“Mmmmm, you smell good,” she murmured, kissing my neck and running her hands
over my now bare body. She pulled her head back and we each looked into the
other’s eyes for what seems the longest pause before as if on cue, we both moved
forward until our lips met and out tongues reached out to caress each other I
loved kissing Kristi as she just felt so soft and warm against me, sensuous in a
way no other girl was with me.
Chapter 3 – Beth and Carrie Join In
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We probably would have dropped to the floor and started in on each other when
the doorbell rang. Mixed emotions ran through me as on one hand I didn't want
to let go of Kristi but on the other hand, I knew who must be at the front door.
Sure enough, Kristi greeting our two best friends in about the same manner as
she had me In walked Beth and Carrie, both dressed almost exactly as I had
been, both undressing almost exactly as fast as I had after I came in. Soon
the four of use were standing nude in the hallway and Kristi offered that we all
head for the living room. She didn’t have to extend the offer twice!
Once in the living room, Beth came up to me and greeted me with open arms. We
hugged and I felt her large breasts pressing against mine. We had been best
friends since I could remember but I had always been jealous of her when it came
to the boob department. When I was struggling to justify a training bra, Beth
was already a B cup pushing into a C. At just fourteen, she had a better rack
than most of the girls in high school – or college for that matter. What made
it “worse”, at least for me, was that her boobs didn’t evolve into overly large,
sagging monsters as seems to happen to many large-breasted girls. It was like
she was twice blessed with her boobs growing fast when she was young and then,
just as they reached a perfect D cup, they stopped and never sagged, at least no
more than you would expect for that size.
Beth planted her hand on my bare ass and gave it a squeeze. “God I love this
ass!” she proclaimed to the other girls, “What do you girls think, does Kelly
have the best ass or what?”
Yep, Beth was indeed my best friend!
Meanwhile, Carrie and Kristi were “greeting” one another as well. They had only
met a few years before when Carrie moved in from out of state but it was “love
at first sight” for the two of them. Carrie was a little surprised to find that
Kristi still slept with her mom (maybe it was the fact they only have one bed in
their small house that gave it away) but that was nothing compared to how she
felt when she found out WHY. Carrie was a confirmed slut but still pretty
straight in many ways. Sure she liked girls but overall, she was pretty much
“normal” when it came to her sexual preferences and incest was NOT “normal” to
her. From what Kristi told me, it took just one night in bed with Kristi and
her mom to change her mind. Carrie still had no idea that Kristi’s uncle (my
dad) fucked her or, for that matter, that my dad fucked me. Beth, of course,
knew all about me but we had been best friends for so long it was like she is a
sister sometimes to me. Maybe someday Carrie would learn the whole story about
her best friend but for now, we just didn't discuss it with her around.
Just to give the complete story, Cassie and I had played around a few times but
only when we were with Kristi. Beth and I, of course, were “intimate” to the
point my dad had even broken the cardinal family rule and fucked her, even
though she wasn't part of our family. His rationalization at the time was she
was as good as a member so it was OK in this instance. As for me, I had seduced
Beth’s father once (a long story which I have included in my diary) but it was a
one-time thing that neither her father, nor Beth, were keen on entertaining a
repeat performance.
Interestingly enough, this was the first time just the four of us had been
together like this. Sure we went to the same parties and often did things
socially together, but an overnight party where the intended goal was girl-girl
sex was something new for us. That’s not to say we were strangers when it came
to being intimate. Kristi and I had been with Beth many times and a few time
with Carrie, but never with them both before. I was looking forward to it – and
from the looks of the others, so were they.
At first it was sort of funny as we were all naked and horny yet nobody just
jumped right in and got things going. Maybe there is such as thing as being TOO
prepared? None of us were what you would call shy and we all were more than
ready to take the lead and get things rolling when we were with a guy, but it
was almost like two experienced fighters meeting in the ring for the first time.
Each respected the other’s talents and reputation and both expected their
opposite number to be the first to step forward and throw a punch.
Thus for a few minutes there is an uncanny awkwardness, almost like we were all
back in eighth grade again, nervously sitting around at our first slumber party
waiting to see who would be the first to touch themselves. It shouldn’t come as
any surprise that the certified “pro” of our group should finally have had
enough and get the ball rolling. Kristi was the only one of us who got paid for
having sex (at least professionally) and although she was the youngest, she
wasn't afraid to take charge.
“Damn, are we all just going to stand here staring at each other or are we going
to fuck?” she huffed, her hands on her hips with a look of total exasperation on
her face. It was like someone had broken the spell we were all under and next
thing I knew, there was a flurry of activity.
Kristi didn’t wait for anyone to answer her challenge. She and I had been
having sex now for years and I had no doubt that she and Carrie kept each other
warm many a night, so it made sense that she had her sights set on Beth. Kristi
took Beth by the hand and literally pulled her to the couch, then pushing her
backwards so she flopped on her butt on the couch. Like a tiger attacking it’s
prey, she jumped on top of Beth, straddling her with her knees on both sides of
Beth’s legs. Putting her arms around Beth’s neck, Kristi leaned forward and
planted a kiss right on Beth’s lips. Beth responded instantly, putting her arms
around Kristi’s slim body, one hand on the small of her back while the other
went lower and planted itself on Kristi’s cute little bare ass.
Carrie was watching the spectacle along with me and as Beth and Kristi started
making out, we looked at each other and shrugged our shoulders, each of us
pretending it was no big deal and that we may as well get started ourselves if
we had nothing better to do. In reality, I couldn’t wait to feel her and taste
her. Carrie was a little heavier than any of the rest of us but by no means
fat. Her extra weight emphasized her massive boobs and large ass. She wore her
long hair in a simply short hairstyle, almost butch.
Our eyes met and I started to say something I hoped would be smart and witty but
fortunately Carrie saved me from myself and stepped forward to kiss me. We were
about the same height so neither of use had to lean over or stretch and for the
first few minutes we just stood in the middle of the room embracing one another.
Her lips were full and soft and her breath was already hot and quick as our lips
met tightly and tongues explored each other. Her boobs were crushed up against
mine as I held her big butt in both hands and pulled her in tight against me.
I glanced over at Kristi and Beth and saw that Kristi hadn’t wasted a lot of
time on preliminaries but rather had slid down until she was kneeling on the
floor between Beth’s legs and was eating out Beth’s pussy like a she was a dog
and somebody had spread peanut butter over it. Beth had both hands on Kristi’s
head, pulling her into her crotch even tighter and leaning her head back as she
moaned softly while Kristi went to work. I felt my own pussy twinge as I was
well aware of how it felt to have Kristi eat your pussy. Beth was very lucky
indeed!
Carrie didn't allow me to concentrate long on those two as she kneeled down on
the floor and stuck a finger up my waiting pussy. She didn't even bother
feeling me up or playing with me, but just reached between my legs and rammed
her middle finger up inside of me as far as she could. Of course I was already
as wet as could be so she slid easily in and I spread my legs apart further to
make it even easier for her.
Carrie’s finger was quickly followed by her outstretched tongue as she licked my
pussy and soon found my already enlarged clit. I gasped involuntarily as she
took my clit between her teeth and tugged on it gently. My own hands went to my
boobs and I cupped each one with one of my hands and squeezed them, pinching my
nipples as I did.
Unlike many girls, Beth was the type to sit back silently and just soak in the
incredible pleasure a girl like Kristi was capable of giving. Even so, it
wasn't long before the room was filled with her moans and cries, telling Kristi
how good her tongue felt on her and giving her instructions and tips for how to
eat her pussy. I was facing them while Carrie was licking my own pussy and I
watched in fascination as Kristi’s hand went under her face and then Beth
practically shouted out, “Oh my GOD!” and her hips thrust upward as Kristi must
have pushed her finger up Beth’s asshole.
Meanwhile, Carrie was doing quite a respectable job on me. Granted, it wasn’t a
Kristi-style pussy eating but then, I doubted many girls in this world CAN eat
pussy as well as Kristi. I gasped again as she put a second and then later a
third finger up my pussy, fucking me with her fingers as she thrust them in and
out of me like a guy stroking his cock in my hungry pussy. I felt my legs
starting to feel weak as my first orgasm approached (I say “first” as I knew it
wouldn’t be the last by any means that night). What I really wanted was to lay
down on the floor and let Carrie finish me off but I couldn't bear the thought
of stopping her even for the few seconds it would take to move into a new
position.
It sort of gave me a good feeling to be the first one to cum. Even though
Kristi may have been better at eating pussy, I had always been easy to bring to
orgasm and tonight I was ahead of Beth by several minutes – more if you figure
in that she had a head start on me (sorry, pun intended). My knees almost
buckled as I felt my pussy explode and my entire body tingled with the onset of
my orgasm.
Carrie obviously recognized what was happening – maybe the flood of pussy cum in
her face gave her a hint? She attacked my pussy with renewed vigor, forcing my
orgasm even higher as it was all I could do to keep standing up. It wasn't long
before I heard Beth crying out that she was cumming but I was too absorbed in
what was happening inside of me to even look at her or hear much more of what
she was saying for that matter.
“That’s if Carrie, make me cum harder!” I finally found the strength to say as
my orgasm peaked, or so I thought.
God, I loved the feelings that were flooding my entire body, when suddenly I
felt Carrie’s finger pull out of me and thrust up my own ass! I don’t know if
it was the shock of what she had done or the stimulation itself but just as I
thought my orgasm couldn’t get any better, I was off on another level of
pleasure.
It was simply too much for me and I collapsed to the floor, my legs shaking
uncontrollably. Carrie didn't abandon me but quickly got between my legs and
planted her face square on my crotch once again, this time her tongue pushing up
into my pussy and her nose pressed against my clit. Again she pushed her finger
up my ass and again I was shocked and amazed at the results. My arms were
outstretched from my body, like I was being crucified but the only thing being
driven into me was Carrie’s long tongue and finger. For a moment it was like I
couldn’t even breath and then suddenly I gasped and sucked in a huge breath of
air.
“Oh god that feels so good!” I moaned yet again, repeating myself over and over.
Finally, my legs went limp, as did my entire body. Carrie lifted her head from
my crotch and laid alongside me, putting one leg over me and fondling my boobs
with one hand as she kissed the side of my neck.
As I regained consciousness I became more aware of Beth’s orgasm which was
apparently still ongoing. From personal experience I knew Kristi could be almost
sadistic in situations like this. There have been times I found myself
overwhelmed by the intensity of the pleasure she was creating in me and I would
beg her to stop, almost in a panic. Would she honor my request and ease up? Of
course not. It always resulted in the most incredible orgasm but there were a
few times I couldn’t help but wonder if I DID pass out momentarily. Beth was
evidently on the receiving end of such a “treatment” now.
“Oh my God Kristi, stop!” Beth was begging her, “I can’t take any more!
Please... STOP!”
Kristi didn't believe that deep down Beth REALLY wanted her to stop anymore than
Carrie and I did as we watched the show. Carrie’s hand felt good on my breast
and I liked the way her pussy was pushed up against me as she drew her leg in
tighter against me.
“She’s good, isn’t she?” Carrie whispered to me in awe We looked at each other
and grinned, like partners in crime as each of us knew from our own experience
what was being done to Beth.
“You weren’t so bad yourself,” I encouraged her, a grin on my face. Indeed, my
own pussy was still throbbing from Carrie’s work on it. It was time to repay
the favor so I pushed her gently aside onto her back. She knew what I intended
and rolled back from me, spreading her heavy legs apart in anticipation.
I crawled around and got between Carrie’s legs. Her thighs were a heavier than
Beth’s, and a LOT more so than Kristi’s thin legs, but they were still tight and
smooth and felt good against my cheeks. I kissed the soft skin and let my
tongue glide up towards her crotch. Somewhere along the way I apparently hit a
ticklish spot as she jumped and then giggled as I continued working slowly up to
where my prize awaited - her wet and warm pussy.
As I neared her crotch I could smell her pussy, that musky odor a pussy emits
when a girl gets horny and wet. God she smelled so good! Now I LOVE the smell
of a man’s crotch, especially when he has been working out and the odor of his
sweat mingles in with the musk of his sex, but nothing beats the tantalizing
aroma of a woman’s pussy. Naturally the pussy I think smells the best is my
own, but I am admittedly a little biased. One thing different about pussies
though, whereas I said I enjoy it when a man smells dirty and horny, when it
comes to a pussy, I love them clean and naturally wet best, right out of the
shower all horny and dripping. Carrie hadn’t just come out of the shower, but I
could make barely out the scent of her soap even with the overpowering aroma of
her pussy doing it’s best to crowd it out.
“Oh god!” Carrie whimpered as my tongue finally found it’s way to her pussy.
At first I just liked my way along her labia, getting a deep smell of her pussy
as my tongue gently went up her wet pussy lips and then to her clit. “OH GOD!”
she cried out this time as I took her clit gently between my teeth and tugged on
it just enough to pull it away from her pussy and then released her and let it
snap back in place again. I pulled it into my mouth, letting my tongue run
around the hardness and then tickling the tip of it as I sucked on it like a
nipple.
Carrie put her hands on the top of my head and pressed me into her pussy,
pushing my face into her wetness. It was a little hard to breathe but I rubbed
my face and nose into her crotch, licking her all over her pussy. Carrie pulled
her knees up and set her feet flat on the floor, allowing her to raise her hips
up against my face and then thrusting into me like she was trying to fuck my
face.
“Lick me Kelly,” she moaned, placing her hands under her ass to help hold
herself up to my face, “Oh god, right there!” I could feel her trembling beneath
me, her hips starting to jerk erratically and uncontrolled as he orgasm
approached. It wasn't going to take much at this point to push her over the
edge so I took two of my fingers and thrust them into her sopping wet pussy.
“Oh FUCK!” Carrie yelled out as her orgasm exploded. I felt her pussy cum in my
face as she worked her hips and kept pushing herself tighter and tighter up
against me.
My fingers were thrusting in and out of her cunt, like she as being fucked, as
my tongue and lips stayed on her pussy despite all the bucking around.
“Go Carrie!” I heard a voice say behind me and I realize that Kristi must have
been watching from behind me as I licked her best friend into a monstrous
orgasm. I couldn’t help but smile to myself as I thought that two could play
her game. When it came to licking pussy, she might have the best reputation
but I wasn't too shabby at it myself, even if I do say so myself.
I lifted myself off and pulled my fingers from Carrie’s pulsating pussy.
Sitting up, I looked around to see Kristi and Beth sitting arm-in-arm on the
edge of the coach, enjoying the show in front of them. Both of them were
grinning and I noticed Beth was still flushed from her recent orgasm. God, as
red as she still was she must have really cum hard!
Carrie just laid there on the floor, oblivious to anything around her. No
sooner had I taken my mouth off her pussy than she reached down with both hand
and cupped her crotch with her hands, pulling upward on it and toying with her
clit in the process. She was still moaning and almost crying as the last
vestiges of her orgasm clung on. Eventually she just collapsed on her back,
arms and legs stretched out spread-eagle as she let herself relax for just a
moment. Just a moment was all she would get as Kristi stepped over to help her
sit up. For a few seconds it was deathly quiet in the house as the four of us
just looked at each other, amazed at what we had just done. Kristi, of course,
was the first to break the silence.
“WELL, now that we got THAT out of the way, how about ordering something to
eat?”
Chapter 4 – A Masturbation Challenge
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Actually, she had it pegged. It WAS like we all had something to get out of our
systems before we could move forward with anything else that night. I was sure
that it wasn't the end of our evening, not by any means, but it had been a nice
way to break the ice and set the tone for the rest of the night. Kristi ordered
out a pizza and brought out some wine and beer. I had to fend for myself,
getting up to go in the kitchen to get a Diet Coke as drinking wasn't one of my
most favorite things (drinking alcohol, that is). Beth turned on the TV and we
all sat on the couch next to one another. Our naked bodies felt so soft and
warm against each other. Nobody was even thinking about getting dressed, at
least not until the following morning.
The doorbell rang and I think we all jumped a little bit as we had just been
relaxing for about a half hour on the couch, forgetting about the time. Kristi
jumped up and grabbed the pile of bills on the coffee table that she has
prepared earlier and started for the door.
“Ummmm, Kristi?” Carrie called out to her gently but firmly, “Aren’t you
forgetting something?”
Kristi turned to look at her and for a moment seemed confused. Then she looked
down at herself and we all broke out laughing as it seemed she suddenly realized
she was naked. Knowing her, though, I wasn't buying it and is it turned out, I
was right.
“Nahhhh, don’t worry, all the deliver boys around here know how I answer the
door,” she giggled, “Hey, it beats having to fork over a tip and I think they
like this better than money anyway, don’t you think Kelly?”
The other two looked at me as if I should have an explanation but I was as taken
off-guard as they were. The three of us just sat there silently as Kristi
answered the door.
“Hey Johnny, good to see you again,” I heard her greet someone at the door, “So
you have to work tonight, eh?” I couldn’t hear the answer but then I saw Kristi
wiggle her ass a bit, making her boobs bounce in the process. She was
definitely putting on a show for someone! “Hope you liked your tip!” she said
in her classic flirty tone and then she closed the door and brought in the
pizza.
“We get the most amazing service here from all the delivery boys,” she said with
a naughty grin on her face. We all knew what she really was talking about and I
just shook my head, marveling yet again at my cousin’s total lack of propriety.
I loved her for it though!
I was surprised at how hungry I suddenly was for something beside pussy and
apparently so were the others as we polished it off in just a few minutes.
Kristi belched and I thought Carrie was going to choke when she started laughing
so hard. For one quick flashback it was like being with my kids in school
again, each adolescent boy trying to out-gross the other.
“Well, we still have a couple of hours before midnight,” Kristi said as she
gathered up our mess, “Anyone have any ideas on what we can do until then?”
I don’t know about the others, but I had PLENTY of ideas and none of them were
suitable for network TV – or even cable for that matter. Kristi didn’t wait for
a response before putting out her own idea first.
“Hey Kelly, remember the game we use to play when we were little?”
I looked at her, uncertain as to what she was talking about. We had played lots
of games back when we were little so which one was she referring to?
“Oh come on, you remember,” she teased, “Or maybe you don’t want to because I
use to beat you all the time.”
I frowned at her, not entirely out of fun either. I knew EXACTLY what game she
was referring to now and she wasn’t being exactly truthful as I actually beat
her most of the time. When she was 13 and I was 14 we started masturbating
together. Of course, both of us had started years before but that was when we
started doing it together. We never touched each other – THAT wouldn’t happen
for another four years as it turned out, but it was fun to watch the other
person get themselves off.
In many ways, Kristi and I are like sisters and as such, tend to be a bit
competitive. It wasn't long before we were seeing who get themselves off the
fastest. Regardless of what she might remember, I was the one who won the most!
Kristi grinned as she saw the light pop on over my head as I recalled those
times we use to have. God, we were so young and naïve back then!
“I KNEW you would remember!” she chuckled and then explained the rules to the
other girls. We had established a complete list of rules back then to try and
keep things fair. Fingers only - no artificial stimulation including dildos and
vibrators. Mental imagery only - no visual aids such as porn magazines or
videos. Finally, no faking – we had to take each other’s word on that one and I
STILL think she cheated now and then on me.
Beth and Carrie seemed up for it. After all, it wasn't like we’d never
masturbated together before, just not as a contest. Back in high school we use
to have sleepovers and masturbation was generally a part of the evening’s
“activities”. Usually it was just part of a discussion over some guy at school
or magazine hunk, not really the central focus at the moment but more as an
accompaniment. Now, however, the act itself was front and center. It was one
thing to masturbate with your friends or even do it for your boyfriend on a
date. Doing it as a contest, though, was totally different as Carrie and Beth
were about to find out.
We decided to get in a circle on the floor. We each had our favorite position to
masturbate in so we spread out and go ourselves ready. Kristi went for the
doggie position, leaning down on one elbow while her other hand was up between
her legs. Beth was more of a “spooner”, acting out like she was being fucked on
her side by a guy laying behind her. Carrie and I were more simplistic. We
each grabbed a pillow from the couch and laid our heads back on it, our knees
bent with our feet on the floor, hands between our legs as we waiting for Kristi
to give us the command to start.
“Ready... set... GO!” Kristi yelled and after that, none of us spoke a word
other than to moan or otherwise express the pleasure we created for ourselves.
As horny as I was still, I didn’t think this was going to take more than a few
minutes. I LOVED to masturbate and for me, it had nothing to do with the amount
of sex I was getting. For me, masturbation is something that stands on its own,
regardless of how many times I get laid in a day. There’s just something about
the feel of my own hand in me that makes me cum as hard, or harder, than
anything anyone else can do to me. I’ve been known to masturbate immediately
after sex. More than once, I have had to soothe more than a few bruised egos
when some guy took it to mean he hadn't satisfied me enough. How he fucked me
had nothing to do with my need to masturbate. I guess because guys can’t jerk
off right after they fuck, they seem to think girls don't like to masturbate
right afterwards too.
As much as I was concentrating on myself, I couldn’t help but open my eyes and
peek at the other girls. Kristi had dropped to the floor, her hand still under
her but now pinned under her stomach as she played with her cute little pussy.
Beth and Carrie were each making a good attempt but I could tell they had never
tried to race with another girl before. The trick, I had learned, was to forget
about everything but the orgasm, concentrating on my desire for it and my need
for it over anything else. Beth and Carrie had that look a girl normally has
when they masturbate, where having an orgasm is the result, not the immediate
goal. Oh well, they were in for a shock.
“Ohhhhh,” I groaned involuntarily as my clit was getting more worked up with
each passing moment. I was SO close now. To help myself along, I remembered
when I had been fucked by a dozen guys at a party once, one after the other,
nonstop fucking my pussy. Sure, it wasn't something I was thrilled about ever
doing again, but it WAS a tremendously erotic moment for me, especially when one
would be cumming in my mouth as the next one fucked my pussy with the rest lined
up and waiting impatiently. As I said, maybe not the best thing to actually do,
but it was the hottest thing I could conjure up to get me off at the moment.
Kristi was starting to moan more herself but I had seen her masturbate enough
times in the past to know she was still several minutes away. Beth and Carrie
weren't even in the race but at least they were having a good time. I felt my
clit surge and then it was like I felt my body going numb and I knew what it
meant – I was about to cum!
“Oh yeah, I’m cumming!” I sighed as my hips jerked involuntarily. My eyes
were tightly shut as I imagined one cock after another cumming on my face, in my
pussy and all over my body. OK, so maybe it’s a mess in real life but that's
the great thing about a good fantasy, no cleanup afterwards!
“What?” I heard Beth exclaim but I pushed her out of my mind and didn’t even
look at her. She was probably thinking I must have been faking it to have “cum’
that quickly but she would have been wrong if that had been the case. Mmmmm, I
WAS cumming and it felt extra special to have the three of them watching me as I
knew they were.
“Oh god,” I moaned, not content to just win but I wanted to get off badly as
well. I had one hand on my pussy and the other on my boobs. My nipples were
now ultra-sensitive and sticking out like bullets from my boobs. Meanwhile, my
clit seemed intent on doing the same as my nipples, getting so hard and
sensitive I could barely stand to touch it – but I did. “Keep fucking me...
Mmmmm, more!” I moaned as my imaginary train of lovers kept filling me with
cum, one after the other.
Finally, after who knows how long, I stopped moving my fingers and just let the
palm of my hand cup my pussy, pressing gently against my clit as I felt it
throbbing under my hand. I was exhausted, my breathing forced and my face felt
like I had a fever from being so flushed. I opened my eyes to see the three of
the sitting next to each on the floor opposite of me, like they were admiring me
as I masturbated non-stop. “Well?” I said with a grin on my face, “Did I win?”
All three of them clapped for me, even Kristi although she looked a little
chagrined. As for Beth and Carrie, they were looking at me like I was some
exhibit in a carnival show. I could see it now, “See the girl with the
incredibly fast orgasm…. watch her as she masturbates herself into an orgasm
faster than any other woman in the world.” OK, so I was being a little
melodramatic but you get the picture.
“Damn, that was amazing!” Carrie said. Beth, as my best friend, had seen me
masturbate plenty of times before but come to think of it, probably never seen
me do it so quickly before. When you think about it, why would she? After all,
if masturbating is “about the journey. not the destination”, you would expect me
to take a long time to get off under normal circumstances.
Chapter 5 – Fun With Toys
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We still had plenty of time to go before midnight so Kristi put up her finger as
if to tell us to hold on and disappeared up to her bedroom. God only knew what
she was hunting for. Something told me it would have something to do with a
fake dick and sure enough, when she returned, I was spot on. She was holding
what looked like a nice dildo but attached to what appeared to be a male jock
strap. I had seen this before, it was one of her favorite toys with her mom as
well – the strap-on dildo. Beth looked at me with a questioning look but Carrie
was grinning broadly. It wasn't too hard to figure out who had the experience
with the strap-on in the past. Beth and I, although was had shared a few sexual
experiences, had never even come close to using such a device on one another.
It didn't help that I wasn't a big fan of artificial dicks in the first place.
OK, who wants to be fucked first?” Kristi dared us as she strapped it on.
I found myself wanting to laugh at the incongruous sight in front of me. Here
was this beautiful and sexy blonde girl with a giant dick sticking out from her
crotch. It was almost like she was some transgender experiment or something with
the best of both worlds merged into one – a warm pussy and great boobs together
with a big stiff dick.
I was more than happy to allow one of the other girls to be first. As I
mentioned, I am no fan of such devices, preferring the real thing. If anything
besides a man’s cock was going to be n m pussy, I preferred it to be fingers –
mine or theirs. The only exception for me was my trusty ol’ double dildo. I
didn’t mind that because it fit in both of us at the same time and it was the
closest thing to us each fucking each other simultaneously as you could get.
As Kristi moved in on Carrie, who quickly “assumed the position” (obviously this
was something the two of them had “practiced” beforehand), my thoughts went to
my double dildo and then I remembered that Kristi or her mom had bought one of
their own not too long ago. I knew where they kept their toys so I dashed up
the stairs without saying a word.
In the bedroom, I opened up the bottom drawer of the dresser where I knew my
Aunt Linda and Kristi kept their toys. God, it was stuffed full! And here I
thought MY mom was into toys but her drawer was practically bare compared to
this wonderland of sex toys. I rummaged through them, marveling at the
ingenuity and even wondering what a few of the more oddly shaped ones were used
for, until I found what I was looking for – a long, black, flexible, thick dildo
with a cock head molded into each end. It was about 18 inches long and flopped
in my hand as I held it.
Back downstairs, I realized that Kristi and Carrie hadn't waited for me to
return. Kristi was fucking Carrie from behind, driving her fake dick into her
best friend like she was drilling for deep oil. Carrie was loving it, rocking
in time with Kristi’s thrusts to drive it even deeper into her soaking wet cunt.
Bath was patiently waiting for me, watching the show in front of her. She saw
me enter the room and immediately recognized what I was holding. Now Kristi and
Carrie might be use to sharing the strap-on, but Beth and I were old friends of
the double dildo. Beside my college roomie that had introduced me to the
amazing device, Beth was the one I had played with the most using it.
“Mmmmm, I see you found one,” Beth giggle as I approached her.
Beth quickly dropped to the floor on her butt, spreading her legs in preparation
for me. I also got down on the floor, one leg over hers, the other under as we
scooted up to get closer to each other. Each of us took one of the thick cock
heads in our hands and stared rubbing it against out bare pussies. I was still
wet from masturbating and even though she hadn’t had time to make herself cum,
Beth was well lubricated as well. For a few minutes we just rubbed out pussies
and clits with the tip of it, wetting the dildo and getting ourselves ready for
it.
“Ready?” I asked softly, looking Beth right in the eyes.
Beth just wet her dry lips with her tongue and nodded to me, almost a determined
look on her face. The dildo had a lot bigger head than 99% of any guy I had
ever fucked and getting it in wasn't exactly the easiest task as times,
regardless of how wet and horny I was. We each took our end of the dildo and
pressed it onto our pussies. God it was so fucking big it was like pushing a
baby back inside of me! I gasped as the head finally pushed its way inside and
I heard Beth do the same as her end disappeared from sight. We each push it
more inside of us until we each probably had eight or nine inches of it in us,
leaving just an inch or two showing between our pussies. God it felt like I was
filled inside!
With the dildo in each of us, we started to rock on our butts in opposite
direction, causing the dildo to pull out and then be pushed back into our
pussies like we were some sort of pussy accordion. At times it was like one of
us would be tighter than the other and it would stick in one pussy and all the
in and out action happened with the other.
Actually, I think my pussy was tighter than Beth’s as it seemed to stick the
most in her pussy but I would never say that to her face. Beth was much more
into gangbangs and dildos than I was which I think takes more of a toll on your
pussy. At such times one of us would grab the dildo in the middle and hold it
in place so we each could feel it moving in and out together. I loved the
feeling it gave me as it was more than just me ramming an artificial cock in and
out of my pussy. It would move in response to Beth’s movements as well, giving
it an element of randomness and surprise that was more like having a guy fuck me
than my own hand.
As we literally fucked each other, Kristi was banging away on Carrie like she
was possessed. I have never actually used a strap-on as the concept escapes me –
why bother? If I want to be fucked I’d rather go out and get a REAL dick. If
I’m with a girl, then why not enjoy her pussy instead of pretending she is a
guy? Maybe it’s OK for a true lesbian to get her pussy fucked that way without
having to allow a male to touch her, but for bi and straight girls, I’ve never
seen the attraction. Carrie had moved over to the couch where she laid her arms
over the cushions to help hold herself up as Kristi slammed the dildo attached
to her waist in and out of Carrie’s sloppy pussy like she had been a guy all her
life.
Meantime, Beth and I were enjoying our time together, each of us now touching
the other’s clit as he sat more still and just rocked and rotated out hips
enough to move the dildo around between the two of us. I could feel her
movements becoming more jerky and erratic and her breathing was getting raspy as
her orgasm approached. My finger rubbed her clit as fast as I could and then
her hand fell off of my pussy as she leaned back on both hands and her head fell
backwards. A loud groan escaped as her hips thrust upward, driving the thick
dildo deep into both of us until our bare pussies actually touched, the dildo
completely inside between the two of our pussies. I don’t know who had more of
it but I knew there was a LOT of it in me, that was for sure.
“Ohhhhhhhhh Kelly!” she moaned in a long, loud voice. My finger left her pussy
and I started playing with mine, trying to catch up with her with my own orgasm
before hers let up. As turned on as I was by then, it only took a few rubs and
I felt my own pussy contract around the dildo, grabbing onto it like it was a
real dick in me, trying to force the damn thing to cum in me (another reason I
hate dildos – no cum). Both of us were now leaning back, our crotches pressed
tightly together as we rubbed our pussies against each other, the fat dildo
tying us together like some erotic bond.
I don’t know if it was just coincidence or the sight and sound of Beth and me
cumming, but Carrie launched into her own orgasm as well. God, if only that
delivery boy could see us now! Three girls all cumming with the fourth drilling
her strap-on into one of the three. How long we carried on that way, I have no
idea but it seemed to last forever although I have learned that “orgasm time”
has no relationship to real time. There have been times when I could have sworn
that I was cumming for an hour only to find five minutes had passed yet other
times when it seemed time went by quickly only to find a lot more time had
expired than I realized. Who cares when you come right down to it, especially
in this situation where time was something we didn’t care about anyway?
Eventually we did settle down and Carrie and Beth decided to trade places. I
left the dildo in me as Beth scooted back to pull it out of her. The wet half
glistened in the light and imagined how good it would taste if I licked her
juices off of it right then. Before I could think about it more, Carrie was in
Beth’s place but just as she started to insert in her pussy she seemed to change
her mind.
“Let’s do it doggie style,” she suggested and I shrugged. It was fine with me!
Leaving it in me still, I twisted over and got on my knees, leaving the dildo to
hang out of my pussy like some dick that had been cut off in the middle of
fucking me. It felt a little weird as it hung fro my crotch but Beth helped out
as Carrie backed into me. Beth lined up the dildo with Carrie’s soaked pussy
which was now well stretched by Kristi’s efforts so it went in much more easily
than it had for Beth earlier. Carrie continued to back up until our butts
touched and the dildo was as far into the two of us as it was going to go –
which was fortunate as I doubt it could have gone much further into me.
“Go for it girls!” Beth exclaimed as she slapped each of us on the ass, like she
was smacking some horse to get it to take off. She laughed at her “joke” and
laid on her back with her legs back over her head, smiling at Kristi and waiting
for my cousin to fuck her. She didn't have to wait long as Kristi descended on
her like a horny teenage boy, jamming her strap-on into Beth as fast and hard as
she could.
The second act was almost a repeat of the first act, just different partners and
positions. In this position, Carrie and I couldn’t really each other’s pussies
so we played with our own clits instead. Kristi was pounding away at Beth when
she suddenly pulled out and paused for a moment. The unexpected change caught
even Carrie’s and my attention and we just kneeled there with the dildo between
us, not even moving as we watched to see what Kristi had in store for Beth.
Even Beth didn’t seem to know what was coming but it wasn't long before she
found out. Kristi moved in again with the dildo and looked about to simply put
it in her pussy again when at the last second she made a detour south and pushed
the head against Beth’s asshole.
“Oh my god, what the hell?” I heard Carrie whisper as she watched in amazement.
Now I knew Beth was more in to anal than I was. Well, that is an understatement
as I’m not into it at all and she loves it. I wasn't aware, though, that Kristi
knew about Beth’s preferences in that area but apparently either she did or
maybe she simply didn’t care if she didn’t. Either way. Kristi was pushing her
strap-on dildo into Beth’s ass and Beth wasn’t complaining one bit about it,
THAT was for sure.
Beth’s ass obviously saw a lot more dick than mine as the dildo slid in
relatively easily. It was slick with her pussy juices which I am sure helped as
well. Before long, Kristi had shoved the entire thing all the way into her ass!
I wasn't sure if it turned me on or made me feel queasy as I couldn’t imagine
anything going that deep into my asshole – not from that direction at least!
Beth seemed to love it, though, and she was pushing her fingers into her pussy
at the same time which must have felt really weird as well with the dildo in her
asshole at the same time.
“Cool, I want it in mine too,” Carrie announced, looking for help but Kristi was
too engaged and neither Beth or I were in any position to help.
That didn’t deter Carrie as she pulled away from me, leaving the dildo once
again hanging from my pussy and then she grabbed it and directed it to her
asshole. Damn! I had a hard enough time getting it in my pussy. I could only
imagine how it must feel to get that monster fake cock into her asshole.
Obviously I was unaware of Carrie’s preferences as well as her asshole was a lot
more elastic than I had imagined it would be.
Before long, our butts were touching once again but this time the dildo was in
her asshole while I kept it in my pussy. It may be OK for Beth and Carrie to do
the asshole thing, but not me. My ass was a one-way street marked with an exit-
only sign! OK, there have been a few times it’s been violated but never
intentionally.
Both Carrie and Beth were fingering their pussies as they felt a dildo in their
ass. The dildo was stuck in Carrie’s ass so tight it was like it was locked in
place. That wasn't so bad for me as it made the action at my end all the better
but I had to wonder what Carrie was getting gout of it. Apparently something as
she was about to cum again. Once again I listened to Carrie as she carried on
about her orgasm.
A few minutes later Beth joined her and finally it was me, last this time but by
choice as I was interested in what was going on with the two of them. Kristi
seemed to be enjoying herself even if she wasn’t cumming but I knew she would be
getting herself off before long. No way was she going to go very long without
an orgasm of her own when her friends had two of them since her last one. After
Beth had cum Kristi moved over in front of me and offered the dildo. To be
perfectly honest, the thought of sucking it after it had been in Beth’s asshole
wasn't doing it for me and so I politely refused. Now if she had been fucking
her incredible pussy...
By now we were all exhausted and the four of us collapsed on the floor, unable
to even speak for a few minutes. I looked up at the TV and saw we had only 5
minutes before the ball was about to drop in Times Square. Damn, we almost
missed it! I quickly sat up and got on the couch, spreading my legs apart and
started masturbating as I watched the clock counting down.
“What the…?” Kristi asked, looking at me and wondering what I was doing.
“I’ve always wanted to cum as the New Year arrived,” I explained, “Every year I
seem to miss it by a few minutes so be quiet or at least help me.”
Kristi looked at me a little odd but it was true, it WAS something I had been
trying to do for years. The problem was, sometimes I was at a party where it
wasn't acceptable for a girl to masturbate in the middle of the room while at
other years, I had been fucking or sucking someone and lost track of time,
regardless of how much I tried. Heck, even this year I had almost blown it.
Kristi, to no surprise, chose the latter option and kneeled on the floor in
front of me, leaning forward to lick my pussy.
“Well, what are cousins for if not to help each other out?” she said with a grin
as her mouth descended on me. There were only a couple minutes left but as
sensitive as I was, I had no doubt I would be ready in plenty of time and sure
enough, with a full minute left on the clock I could feel that familiar but
wonderful feeling arise within me. Mmmmm, I was about to cum yet again!
“She’s there,” Beth observed as she and Carrie sat on the floor and watched as
my cousin licked me and drove me into the most incredible orgasm I’d had yet
that night. God her mouth felt good on my pussy! There was something about the
way her tongue moved in and out of me that drove me crazy.
“Happy New Year!” Beth and Carrie cried out, kissing each other as the year
ended and the new one began. I was glad they said it as there was no way I
could watch the TV the way Kristi was making me feel. Kristi immediately moved
up and kissed me, my first kiss of the New Year with her face covered with my
own pussy cum.
“Happy New Year cousin,” she said with a naughty grin. I was trembling too much
to respond but we kissed while my orgasm went on until finally it died down
enough for me to talk to her.
“Thanks Kristi, that was wonderful,” I sighed as my pussy literally was
throbbing.
From there we moved up to the bedroom where we spent the rest of the evening.
Suffice to say that the toy drawer was opened and yes, it WAS interesting to see
what some of them did!
Happy New Year!
THE END
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