Author: Pescador del Valle
Title: Doppelganger
Part: Chapter 29 of 31
Summary: Justin was born with a little extra - a set of
         female sex organs - but that was just the
         beginning.
Keywords: Mm+f+, exhib, voy, 1st
Language: English
Copyright: 2005

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INTRODUCTION

Justin Rogers was born with something special - a 
complete functional set of female sex organs.  Eventually 
he found they didn't really belong to him but to his twin 
sister Tina who spent much of her early life sharing his 
body.

Since she is able to emerge from and rejoin him, they 
share their memories, their experiences, and their sexual 
desires.

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Ten young people had gathered for a party but ended up 
surprised when the party turned out far raunchier than 
they had expected.

Two of the teenage boys there ended up naked on their 
backs while their girlfriends had a competition to see 
who could make the other's boyfriend come first by 
sucking them off.

Since none of the four had any experience with blow jobs 
prior to the evening it was a most exciting competition 
with Fran making Barry come before Simone got Rick to 
follow him.

The remaining party-goers appreciated the show that had 
been put on for them and sent the two youths off to get 
cleaned up so the party could continue.

---

Barry looked over his shoulder before going into the 
small room - no-one was stirring; they had a couple of 
minutes to themselves.

"Shit!"  Rick's comment really said it all.  In fact, 
what did you, could you, say to someone whose girlfriend 
had just blown you while yours had just sucked on him 
until he had come?

"Bloody marvellous wasn't it?"

To which comment, Rick could only nod.

After all that had happened, washing their pricks at the 
same small sink seemed a minor intrusion on each other's 
privacy.

"What do you reckon it means?"

"For us?"

"Individually *OR* together."

Rick considered.  Fran had come to him after blowing 
Barry.  She seemed to still want him as a boyfriend - and 
her actions seemed to suggest that she was willing to 
make that a much more significant post than it had 
previously been.  So "individually" things were looking 
up.

"Together" was harder to predict.  Did he want Simone to 
blow him again?  Don't be silly, of course he did!  
Unless it jeopardised his getting more from Fran, Rick 
would accept a blowjob from anyone.  Well maybe not quite 
anyone though if Fran and Simone were into foursomes and 
planned on some more girl-girl playtimes maybe they would 
expect him and Barry...  No, no way!  Still...  Rick 
looked at Barry's prick.  No...  He couldn't!  Could he?

"Er.  It certainly looks good for each of us.  I'm not 
sure about together though.  Would you really want to do 
*IT* with Simone while others were around?"

"Don't know.  It doesn't seem to matter to Justin and 
Russ is having the time of *HIS* life."

"With *OUR* girlfriends, Lucky Bastard!"

Barry grinned with Rick.  It was hard to be jealous when 
*EVERYONE* was getting down and dirty and when they 
personally weren't missing out.  Getting stripped and 
kissed wasn't all that much of an issue.

"Was Russ fucking Simone earlier?" 

"No, she still had her pantyhose on."  Rick paused but 
decided he had to be honest with himself at least.  "But 
Simone, well both of them, looked as though they wanted 
to."

"How do you feel about that?"

"I'll let you know tomorrow.  If she *STILL* feels like 
that later I might just help her out.  Come on."

---

Tina was feeling quite relaxed.  It certainly wasn't that 
she hadn't been fucked before, nor that she hadn't been 
fucked in front of her friends, nor that it was someone 
other than Justin, but...

Russ was her date for the evening.  Though he had shown a 
willingness to join in and to fool around with the others 
as part of the game, *SHE* had been the only one to fuck 
him.  It gave her a feeling of intimate companionship she 
hadn't quite had since Katie started fucking Justin as 
well.

It was a feeling she knew might only last until one of 
the others backed her cunt onto his prick and she wasn't 
so selfish to stop that happening but still, while her 
sole possession lasted she could feel as lucky as any of 
the other people paired around the garage.

She wondered if Justin would be happy or hurt.  She knew 
he had mixed feelings - she had to admit some of those 
were due to her own uncertainties - but really neither of 
them felt actually possessive of the other.  If they had 
then Katie would have been only another playmate rather 
than the love of their lives.  And the love Tina felt for 
Katie remained unabated while she tried to discover if 
she could have someone (at least principally) for 
herself.

Tina certainly didn't feel upset about Justin's love for 
Katie nor his lusty encounters with Tyler and Leslie and, 
since her earlier experiences with two young studs hadn't 
disturbed him, she didn't think Justin would mind 
"listening in" to her memories of Russ inside her. 

---

At that minute Justin was wholeheartedly concerned with 
feeling what was inside Katie or perhaps in feeling 
*WITH* what was inside Katie.

Rick and Barry were on their way back and watched Katie 
lifting, dropping and grinding over and over as she 
headed for her own release and tried to bring Justin to a 
climax at the same time.

Justin only wished Katie had seated him on the sofa 
before she had started rather than straddling him on the 
carpet.  It was harder beneath him and Katie supported 
more of her own weight; if she had sat on his lap she 
would have been forced down more completely!

It wasn't enough to complain about though, especially as 
she was picking up the tempo and he too was seeing the 
finish post approaching.

Justin lay completely flat then lifted his ass well clear 
of the carpet.  Katie rose with him and her own lift and 
drop became a constant grind instead.

Leslie and Tyler came over to them and took charge of a 
bouncing tit each, licking and sucking as she came so 
that, to the other spectators, it appeared *THEIR* 
efforts were the cause of her screamed release rather 
than just fortunate timing.

Justin didn't care, Katie's cunt had clamped around his 
prick, milking the cum from his body as her own actions 
moved her back and forth along his spurting shaft.  He 
closed his eyes, breathed out and let Katie have her way 
with him as she climaxed before their friends.

---

Justin joined Russ in the washroom, waiting behind for 
him to finish in deference to his "guest" status.

"So Tina's your...?"

"Cousin.  She's staying here now."

"Oh?  Good!"

Justin didn't mention that it wasn't something new.

"Do you often have these, er, parties?"

Justin laughed.  "No, I have to say this is a first.  Oh 
we've had some private 'get togethers'; Katie's my 
girlfriend and Tyler and Leslie have been together for a 
while now so it's handy for us to use each other as an 
excuse - you can get up to more that way and we've become 
comfortable fooling around in front of each other.  
Tonight's taken that a whole lot further."

It certainly wasn't lying.  Tina wanted a chance at a 
boyfriend for herself and Russ didn't need to know her 
lurid past - at least yet.  As for the other four, they 
had had no proof that any of "Justin's group" were any 
more "advanced" than they were themselves.  That hadn't 
changed all that much since the four of them had caught 
up considerably if they *HAD* been innocent beforehand.

"Well it's been an eye opener for me too.  I'm glad Tina 
asked me." 

"I think it's safe to say she likes you."

"I think it's safe to say I like her.  You seem to have 
come out pretty lucky yourself.  I hope you and the 
others don't mind me undressing your girlfriends."

"I can't speak for the others though I think they are 
probably so happy with how the evening has worked out 
they don't really mind how we all got here.  I know that 
Katie would have objected if she hadn't wanted you to do 
it and if she's happy about it I don't mind.  I wouldn't 
have minded trading places with you though - Fran and 
Simone looked rather tasty."

Russ was happy he hadn't stepped on anyone's toes and 
left Justin to his ablutions without thinking how Justin 
had had his own opportunity to find out just how tasty in 
that same small room.

---

The waste bin was getting fuller - and would be emptied 
as soon as the guests went home.  No-one wanted Justin's 
parents to see the evidence of the evening's fun and 
games.

Tyler though had obtained another condom, at Fran's 
request, ready for Simone to use.  Actually Fran had 
asked for two more - she wanted one to spare in case she 
had an uncontrollable urge herself.

She didn't let Simone or the boys know about them though.

"I think we might have gone beyond the game."  Justin 
found plenty of agreement.

"Not quite - I'm sorry we missed out on more of the work 
and play."

Tina, the only one who knew as much about the game as 
Katie, responded to her.  "You should have left in more 
of the 'get to know you' level cards and we wouldn't have 
reached this level so soon.  P-e-r-h-a-p-s you should 
have also given everyone the 'No Way!' card they were 
supposed to have started with as well!"

"I thought things got interesting rather quickly!"  Tyler 
pointed her finger at Katie.

"Is that a complaint or an observation?"

Tyler just grinned.  She certainly didn't mind how the 
night had ended up.  It might actually be nice to play 
the game again since there wasn't going to be quite the 
same hesitation over the tasks.  How far she was prepared 
to go herself was still something she wasn't able to say 
and she suspected the others might feel the same way.

No-one noticed Fran reach out her hand to Simone nor did 
they notice Simone surreptitiously examine the small 
packet.  They did see her whispering to Barry though.

"Hey - no secrets.  What's going on?"

It couldn't have just been Katie's (knowing) comment that 
made Barry blush that much could it?

"Out with it!  Simone?  Barry?  Who's going to explain?"

Barry decided it would probably be less embarrassing if 
*HE* did.  "Simone was just asking how long it would be 
before I was ready again." 

"I'm sure your interest is purely academic, isn't it 
Simone?"

"Sort of."

"Why don't we see who recovers fastest.  They've all had 
a little while."

"Not fair!" cried Tina, "Russ has come twice.  It's going 
to take him longer."

"Well if you don't want to even try to win you can always 
concede defeat now."

Tina thought it over - it didn't require much thought.  
Losing without trying seemed no fun at all.

"No.  He's in."

Russ found he at least wasn't alone in being volunteered.

"Well then we need something likely to put iron back in 
their peckers."

"We've still got some goodies from before."

"Let's see.  No!  You guys all wait there.  Get naked 
just in case."

The girls looked at the contents of Katie's glad bag and 
discussed various options.  There were some quiet 
suggestions and giggles and finally a series of nods.

"Keep looking forward please.  There are going to be a 
series of challenges and we will see if any make you 
hard.  Tyler is going to be our impartial judge, so 
behave!"

While Leslie was talking, the other girls had stripped of 
whatever clothes remained and were lying on their backs 
behind their boyfriends; Tyler was using a can of instant 
whipped cream and a bottle of chocolate topping to 
artistically daub their pussies.

Leslie joined them, taking the can and bottle to apply a 
coating between her own legs.

"Tyler might have to judge them but she can still join in 
the challenge!"

Tyler smiled and took over as judge.

"Okay.  Turn around and take your places but don't do 
anything yet.  I want you to stand up when you've cleaned 
up all the chocolate and cream.  First one gets bonus 
points.  Wait for me to say start."

Instead of speaking, Tyler lay down between her 
girlfriend's thighs and started to lick up the sweet 
mess.  It was almost gone, and Leslie had held Tyler's 
head on two occasions, before Tyler paused just long 
enough to say "Start!".

Four eager young men followed her order, four excited 
young ladies found their pussies under the nicest, if 
overly quick, attack.

It wasn't a demonstration of cunnilingus at its best by 
any means but it did let two inexperienced men find their 
way around a pussy without having performance anxiety.

Justin leapt to his feet first followed by Rick and then 
Barry.  Russ had apparently lost his way and Tina was 
holding his head in place so he could keep losing it over 
and over again.

Tyler had stood when Leslie's twat was clean since she 
needed to observe the young men and knew Leslie would 
find other ways for Tyler to pleasure her later.

As each stood Tyler reached down and felt his penis.  
Even that failed to have and effect on the first three 
and Tyler had to make Tina let go so she could verify 
Russ too was still limp.

As the promised reward for being first Tyler raised one 
of her large tits to Justin's mouth and let him suck on 
it for a few seconds while Barry and Rick looked on 
enviously, their own mouths watering at the idea of being 
similarly engaged.

On to Round 2!

The four young men were made to sit on the floor looking 
at the sofa.  Each of their partners knelt behind ready 
to reach around to play with their manly nipples while 
Tyler sat on the sofa in front of them, her legs parted 
and Leslie seated on her lap so that both of their 
pussies were gaping open.  Those on the outside of the 
line shuffled a little closer to improve their view, 
ignoring bare hip pressed against bare hip - some things 
were just so much more important than making a silly 
fuss.

Tyler had Leslie's breasts in her hand and as she began 
to knead them gently the four girls began to caress or 
tweak their partner's nipples.

The four males watched intently as Leslie dipped her 
fingers into the area between her legs.  The lips spread 
as she rubbed along the centre and a paler pink could be 
seen briefly before two fingers disappeared to the second 
knuckle.

Leslie pulled them out, noticeably wetter than when they 
went in, and transferred the coating to the rest of her 
vulva.  With her pussy coated she slid them back and 
forth, creating further interest from her audience.  (And 
was that a sign of movement?  No.)

A little too much interest from Rick apparently, which 
earned him a pinched nipple that made him sit up straight 
again with a wry grin.

Leslie lay back against her lover's mammary mattress - 
the large breasts were so comfortable, and at times 
comforting - she enjoyed the feel of Tyler's hands on her 
own breasts, the feel of her own fingers sliding over and 
into her pussy and the unrelenting gazes of not only the 
four males but also of the four females arranged behind 
them.

It was nice to be the centre of so much attention.

But it still didn't seem to be doing the trick.

Leslie lifted her wet fingers to the audience and 
wriggled them in a rapid wave of dismissal.  It meant 
nothing to the boys but they figured it was the reason 
their own nipple caresses abruptly ceased.  It wasn't 
fair - Tyler was still massaging Leslie!

And Leslie liked it.  She liked it so much she had to 
reward Tyler.

While Leslie's right hand reached back into her own 
pussy, the left sought a more distant target, one which 
made it necessary for Leslie to lean forwards rather than 
back.  The boys now watched as her hands worked in 
tandem; synchronised slippage and facile fingering.  
Tyler began to show signs that Leslie wasn't the only one 
enjoying the action.

It didn't last long enough for the boys.  Leslie lifted 
both her hands and slowly spread her fingers so the fresh 
slime made a very transient bridge from one to the other 
- verifiable evidence that both of them had produced 
copious amounts of girl juice.

Leslie made a production out of raising her hands so that 
the one previously buried in her own pussy was offered to 
Tyler while she licked Tyler's juices of the other.

That too was a signal and each male found two very wet, 
heavily scented and ultimately very tasty fingers pressed 
to his own lips.  In their mind's eyes they each imagined 
the scene that must have been acted out behind them.

Four young women finger-fucking themselves to provide 
nectar for their boyfriends.  That of course assumed the 
girls were presenting their own offerings and not those 
of one of the others.

That idea meant the visions changed to show pairs or a 
square with girl diddling girl much as Leslie had diddled 
Tyler.

What chance did any of the four have of staying soft with 
those thoughts running wild in their brains!

Tina called out first and Leslie let Tyler up to make 
that official.  Tyler quickly scanned the laps of the 
four and then took Russ' prick in her hand.  If it wasn't 
hard before, it certainly reached that state before she 
had a chance to gently test its malleability.

"Rock hard."  She moved down the line.

"Solid."  Barry had watched her with Russ and quickly 
reached a similar state.

"Firming - Ah Yes."  Pumping Rick might be unfair to the 
others but there hadn't been any rules to say the judge 
couldn't take an active role.

"Oh Jus!  What's this?"

Justin only had a soft on.  To be fair though he was the 
last to have come and the show, while effective, didn't 
have the novelty that it did for the others.

Tyler knelt and slipped the fat worm between her lips.  
It took only a couple of swipes with her tongue and a bob 
or two and she was able to give him a pass mark.

The others were a little sorry they had passed her 
initial muster.

"So if that's what the loser gets, what's the prize for 
winning?  A blowjob?"  Russ grinned at Tyler.

"From the loser maybe.  What do you say?"

"I'd say Barry here was actually ahead of me."

Tyler seized on the comment as it allowed her to 
introduce the next part of the evening with less 
subterfuge.

"Your concession is duly noted and as compensation you 
can have a kiss too."

Russ puckered up as she approached but it was his knob 
that got the kiss.  (Hmm.  Runner up wasn't bad at all.)

"Well then if Barry has won I think we might give him 
something special; but first - the *BLINDFOLD*!"

Katie slid a soft cotton bag over Barry's head.  He could 
easily breathe through the opening left for his mouth but 
wadding over his eyes made it impossible to do more than 
detect light and dark.  Katie tied a neat bow under his 
chin.

"And some gloves.  We don't want you getting any clues."

This time it was a pair of thick gardening gloves with 
knobbly rubber pads over the finger tips - flexible and 
soft enough but deadening to his sense of touch.

"And now the rain coat!"

Simone took care of that task herself.

The condom Fran had given her earlier was unfurled over 
the erection that had earned him his undeserved first 
place.  Russ was thinking he may have been too hasty in 
relinquishing his position.

"Now we need absolute quiet from the audience.  Up off 
your butt Barry and shuffle a little forward on your 
knees.  Right, now I'll just give you a little hand 
here..."

Tyler pumped his prick to ensure it was as rigid as 
possible then pointed it at the slowly approaching 
entrance to Simone's cunt.  Tyler pressed against Barry's 
butt as Simone's made contact with his thighs though he 
probably didn't need *THAT* encouragement.

He was in and Simone was feeling quite wonderful about 
it.  A camera flash recorded the scene; not many people 
had their first time preserved on "film".

Would they want to keep it?

"You can put your hands on her hips - I am allowed to 
mention it's a girl?  Good. -  Okay, her identity is 
going to remain a mystery.  Your only clue is that it 
isn't me.  Enjoy yourselves."

She moved back and let the star couple perform for their 
audience.

---

Barry wasn't quite sure what to think.  He couldn't 
imagine Simone wanting their first fuck to be so public 
and so kinky, but then again he couldn't believe she 
would simply sit back and let him fuck someone else.  He 
knew *HE* would have raised objections if the tables had 
been turned.

Was she testing him, waiting for him to say "No!"?

Was she as kinky as the others all seemed and was happy 
to watch him fuck some other girl?

Did it simply mean that he was a convenience and not 
someone special to her and thus she didn't really care if 
some other girl screwed around with him?

Or was this her way of showing she really did love him - 
and was willing to let him have his pleasure (which might 
still mean it could be her or some other).

Barry decided he could always plead that he thought it 
was Simone all along.

Which made him think - if it wasn't her, who *WAS* it?

With Tyler eliminated it was a choice of five.  After 
everything he had seen he knew he couldn't eliminate 
Leslie just because she was dating another girl.  In fact 
her behaviour put her high on the list of possible 
contenders.

Tina probably headed the list though but Barry thought 
her hips were narrower.  He ran his hands up the mystery 
girl's sides and onto her back then back down to her rump 
before taking hold so he could rock her back and forth in 
opposition to his thrusts.

It hadn't helped.  There were no signs of rolls of fat or 
of protruding ribs but he couldn't recall any significant 
variation between the girls that way.  Tyler was the 
largest but she was still highly attractive, especially 
to a mammary fixated youth - of either sex.

Would she let him feel her tits?  There were at least 
some obvious differences there.

His hands moved forwards again, using her waist and then 
her ribcage to assist his fucking.  This time though they 
slid under her body instead of over.  Mmm, lovely!

Simone didn't feel quite the same sense of satisfaction; 
the touch on her breasts wasn't nice smooth skin or even 
sensuous silk or satin - it was the thick coarse fabric 
designed to deflect prickles.  That aside though, the 
gentle balancing of her dangling tits on Barry's palms 
was interesting and did allow for a little pleasant 
friction against her nipples.  Simone moved her shoulders 
from side to side so the swaying nipples would scrape a 
little more.

Barry thought he could eliminate Fran from the list of 
potential prick warmers; that would have been a surprise, 
to have had Rick's girlfriend be the first to suck *AND* 
fuck him.  He didn't like the idea of extending the same 
hospitality to Rick though; *HE* wanted to be the first 
to "boldly go where no man has gone before" (though he 
didn't like the idea of taking five years to get there).

In fact, and quite selfishly considering his current 
occupation, he would prefer it remain uncharted territory 
as far as all other men were concerned.

Anyway, Fran was off his list unless he was severely 
mistaken.

Tina, though the most likely in his opinion to get 
involved based on her behaviour with Russ - who, he had 
been told, had not even been out with her before - was 
similarly crossed off.  This was despite the difficulties 
in judging breasts while they were hanging down when most 
of the time he had only witnessed them while their 
"owner" was upright.

Leslie was a dark horse.  Barry could visualise her 
kneeling in front of him; hell he had imagined each and 
every one of them in turn as he had tried to work out her 
identity.  The distraction of the puzzle actually 
provided some measure of relief from the pressure that 
built up as he repeatedly and rhythmically pushed himself 
in and drew himself back out again.  He was glad Fran had 
made him come - this was as difficult a task as he could 
imagine; and as pleasant a one.

Leslie was a lesbian; she had suffered for her Sapphic 
sexuality; she had openly shown her feelings for her 
girlfriend.

But the same applied to Tyler - and *SHE* had sucked on 
both Justin and Russ just before he had been blindfolded.  
Would they consider sucking to be different from fucking 
and willingly do one but not the other?

The same consideration applied to Simone.  He knew she 
was a virgin or, rather, he had no reason to doubt her 
claim.  If she wanted to retain that status for some 
reason then it would most likely be Katie's cunt that was 
wrapped around his prick.

Katie did seem the most likely.  She had done most of the 
organisation for the game they had been playing; she had 
been the one to put the hood on him and, he was pretty 
sure, the gloves.

Barry thought back to what she had done - fondling Russ 
*WITH* Justin - it had to show he didn't mind, or 
couldn't control, her behaviour.  Maybe he was pussy 
whipped though Barry had to concede that, if he was 
currently in the pussy wielding the whip, he would do 
pretty well anything to sample its delights on a regular 
basis if he had been Justin.

Only time (and, he was sure, Rick if no-one else) would 
tell he supposed.

The pressure was building.  He hadn't been able to do 
much to help Miss X enjoy herself but she had certainly 
done a wonderful job for him.

Barry's body stiffened, his arms now forcing Simone's 
backwards and forwards with far more energy than when it 
was his body that was slapping into her ass.

Her breasts were wild pendulums, swinging out of phase 
with the movement of her body.  She lowered herself, 
supporting her body along her forearms with her forehead 
on the carpet instead of trying to maintain a horizontal 
back.

The feeling of being lifted and then pushed back down was 
different but it also meant Barry's prick made much 
firmer contact inside her and against the entrance to her 
vagina.  Simone decided she needed to thank Katie, and 
Tina, and all the others for asking her here - fucking 
was fun!

And, who knew, after she had had a few months practising 
with Barry, perhaps she would be ready for some further 
variation.

If that turned out to be the case, she had an idea Barry 
probably wouldn't say no.

Barry pushed deeper than he had previously managed, 
gripping Simone's hips so hard she gasped at the sudden 
pain.  "Not quite as much fun!" she thought but when his 
grip relaxed and he pounded back into her ready orifice 
she could see the much more exciting side of his rutting.  
The sex had been fun before, now it was raw emotion; a 
need that refused to be denied.

If Barry hadn't raised the level of their lovemaking to 
that lofty height and kept it there Simone would probably 
only screamed with pleasure instead of panting out her 
expressions of lust.

Fran couldn't believe it!  Simone was carrying on far 
worse than Tina had.  She was shaking, her head was 
tossing from side to side whenever she didn't have her 
teeth buried in her own arm and her back curved forwards, 
a ski jump from her ass perched high in Barry's hands 
that then descended along her spine to rise suddenly 
between shoulder blades and neck.

Fran wasn't the only one to notice how Barry's finger 
marks stood out - wide white patches with narrow red 
surroundings, even the grids of little dimples; he *HAD* 
been holding on tightly!

They could also clearly hear how Simone's breath came in 
pants timed exactly to Barry's thrusts.  They were 
guttural, bestial.  There was no sign of gentility, no 
"sweet young thing".  Simone was lust embodied - and Fran 
felt *SHE* had lost the bet, not Simone.

Still, Rick had to take Fran home - and tomorrow was 
definitely another day.  She began to make plans, 
wondering all along if Rick was similarly occupied.  A 
smile creased her face.

Simone came - and the noises he heard made it impossible 
for Barry not to follow though they gave him no clue to 
his partner's identity.  In fact the sounds were so 
unlike the girl he felt - believed - *KNEW* - he loved 
that he was now sure it had to be Katie.  All he could 
think was, "You lucky bastard, Justin!"

He was surprised though when she simply slumped off the 
end of his prick before he could catch her to support her 
weight.  So, concerned about her collapse, and 
inexperienced in the use of condoms, he made no attempt 
to hold it in place and it remained with her.

"What?"

"She's alright", Tyler assuaged his concerns.  "Very 
alright by the looks."

Simone had indeed just curled up on her side - not quite 
into a fetal ball, but cuddling herself - and with a 
satisfied smile on her face.  This cat had certainly 
gotten the cream.  Tyler helpfully reached down and 
removed the evidence of her recent "deflowering" before 
the cream started to leak.

Leslie returned from the washroom with a towel and Barry 
submitted to having his prick wiped down. Still 
blindfolded, he had no idea who was helping him out.  No-
one was rushing to take off his hood and while he wore 
the gloves he couldn't.  "But", he thought, "they didn't 
say I wasn't to remove them once I was finished."

The gloves came off and he reached for the tie under his 
chin.  The audience, who had remained appreciatively 
quiet during the performance, waited to see his reaction 
but Tyler stopped him just as he was about to uncover his 
eyes.

"Who was your partner?"  She wanted to let him wonder for 
a few seconds at least.

"Simone of course."  It was really his only safe answer 
though he thought it 100% wrong.

"Are you sure?"  Tyler liked the idea of teasing him a 
little more.

She helped Barry remove the hood and he found himself 
looking down at his girlfriend.  Simone grinned first at 
him and then at the stunned look on his face.  He didn't 
look like he had thought he would find her there!

Helping Simone up, Barry looked around him, people were 
smiling; he had put on a good show for them even though 
it had been just a simple in and out fuck with few 
subtleties.  A simple clap started a round of applause 
which barely registered through Simone's whisper in his 
ear.

"I love you.  When will you be ready again?"

Barry just knew that whenever he heard the word "party" 
again he would get a hard on.  He probably wouldn't be 
the only one.

Simone simply knew she would never forget *HER* first 
time.

None of the others there that night were likely to forget 
her first time either.

But it was a first time that left them all hard pressed 
to match the spectacular highlight of the evening and 
there was an almost universal wish to get away with their 
own special person to investigate the possibilities of 
satisfying their own desires.

Tyler and Leslie, with a place to go where they could 
spend the night together, begged off first.  That didn't 
mean they hurried away after announcing their intention.  
Everyone got a kiss goodbye with the audience from the 
previous pash-fest getting the treatment they had been 
forced to watch.

Since they were all naked there was no impediment to 
hands reaching out to touch all the spots they normally 
kept tucked away.  Leslie and Tyler worked their way 
around as a pair, and Rick and Barry appreciated the 
opportunity to finally get up close and personal with 
Tyler's abundant mammary glands.

Their farewell to Russ was aided and abetted by Tina and 
he found himself pinned down while all three girls 
explored his body as they took turns to kiss him.  They 
then sat on him, naked twats leaving legs and arm damp as 
they rubbed themselves back and forth while saying 
goodbye to Tina.

Justin too got his farewells lying down but this time the 
two lovers stretched out along him, a thick fleshy 
blanket that smothered him with kisses while at the same 
time groping the erection that rose between their hips.

Fran and Simone had watched that and spoke quietly 
together.  When Tyler and Leslie headed over to them they 
drew the pair down so each ended up on their back and 
then Fran covered Tyler and Simone, Leslie.  Held in each 
other's arms all four wondered what they might have ended 
up doing together had Barry and Rick not been on the 
scene.

It wouldn't be just the four of them who would talk about 
holding another party - soon!

And finally it was Katie's turn.  Co-host for all that it 
was Justin and Tina's house, the two girls thanked their 
good, best, friend in the best possible way for all 
present.

Tyler stood behind Katie and nuzzled her neck while 
supporting her weight so that Leslie could kneel and 
raise her mouth to Katie's cunt.  She licked the juices 
that flowed over the fingers she buried inside Katie's 
body while Tyler stretched Katie's nipple and kneaded her 
breast.

Katie's leg was draped over Leslie's shoulder and her 
heel pressed into the other girl's back, encouraging her 
to press her lips more firmly to her pussy; she didn't 
care that the others had gathered around to watch, to see 
Leslie's tongue split the fleshy mounds and disappear as 
her mouth closed over the succulent site.

Katie came, standing there before them all, with Justin 
and Tina both beaming at the sight of her succumbing to 
sexual pleasure.  Then she kissed Leslie's damp mouth as 
she squatted down beside her; Tyler followed and she and 
Leslie wrapped their arms around her.

"Want to come back with us?"  The offer was genuine if 
not expected to be accepted.

"I actually get to sleep over semi-officially tonight.  I 
wonder if perhaps I should take you up on it - I might 
get more sleep."  Katie smiled at Justin as she spoke.

His parents had accepted her status as their son's 
girlfriend and potential spouse - some years away but a 
mother can only hope when she sees her son find a girl 
she likes.  They had accepted that the young people were 
going to be sexually active if they weren't already (if 
only they knew!) and were willing to let her share 
Justin's conveniently wide bed.

Russ unfortunately did not share that status and Tina 
regretted it when she finally had to turf him out.  Their 
private parting took quite a while, even though they were 
both clothed again, mainly.  Tina saw no need for 
underwear and, resting against Russ' car in the shadows 
they traded finger fuck for hand job and the promise of a 
double date with just Justin and Katie the following 
week.  Tina didn't know if semen was a good fertilizer 
but if it was her mother's blooms were likely to be 
superb.

Fran had hurried Rick out the door soon after Tyler and 
Leslie had left.  She thought she could sneak him back 
into her room after she had officially said a far briefer 
goodnight to him in front of her parents.  She still had 
the condom that Tyler had given her and had plans for her 
boyfriend.  She only hoped he didn't make her as noisy as 
Simone had been.  Actually she did hope he would but she 
really hoped her parents wouldn't notice.

And that left Simone and Barry.  He was to escort her 
home but she had no expectations of being able to play a 
little longer once there.  She expressed her 
disappointment to Katie who had a simple solution.

"If you want a little private time together why not stay 
here?  We're going to just put the goodies away and leave 
the rest for the morning so if you just make sure you 
don't leave any evidence around you can simply pull the 
door closed behind you when you leave.  I'm sure Justin 
won't mind."

Justin didn't and Simone begged Katie for not one, nor 
two but rather three condoms, promising to pay them back 
when the need wasn't so great.

Katie, whose first estimates of Justin's prowess had been 
similarly inflated, just laughed and handed them over.  
If Simone used all three before morning Katie wanted to 
hear what she got up to.

They had the sofa, they had a rug.  They could turn out 
most or all of the lights and they could use the washroom 
for cleaning up.  The door would give them privacy and 
they were unlikely to get comfortable enough to fall 
asleep.

Katie and Justin got a special thank you as they headed 
off to their own bed and a simple cuddle until the 
morning brought the rising of both the sun and Justin's 
prick.

That it included a hug for Justin from a naked Barry as 
well as from Simone was a bit of a surprise, mainly to 
Barry.  It was a sign of just how relaxed they had got in 
each other's company and Katie wondered to Justin what 
the answer would have been if they had suggested the new 
lovers shared Justin's bed with them.

Having two mixed couples lying side by side, making slow 
love as pairs rather than a foursome would be quite a 
novel experience for Justin and Katie.  Perhaps they 
would suggest it at some other time.

The garage door closed quietly behind them and the lights 
dimmed as they followed the path to the back door.  Barry 
and Simone were not wasting any time.

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Freshly showered, satiated and tired, Justin and Katie 
lay together without fear of discovery for the first 
time.  Their kisses were tender and they were near sleep 
when Tina entered and lovingly ordered "shove over".

Justin found himself surrounded yet again by naked girls, 
and only wished he wasn't too tired to do something about 
it.  With kisses from Tina to both of them, and yet 
another one from him to Katie they spooned together and 
drifted off.

It had been one hell of a party!

And Justin would wake to the knowledge of how well Russ 
kissed and fucked!

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