Just Another Boring College Party
written by:
MSaintC

Greetings, dear reader. A friend of mine, an amateur writer like myself, recently proposed a challenge. She and I had traded erotic fiction in the past, and she's a big fan of this site. (I don't know if she submits stories here or not.) She challenged me to write one story for each category. The conditions were that I could not use the same characters/scenarios more than twice, and each story had to be a complete work in it's own right. So I hope you enjoy them. Feedback is always welcome, public or private (and hopefully positive ^.^)

This is the fifth submission. A testament to the phrase, the more the merrier. I hope you enjoy.

Challenge #5: Group

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"Come on, you want to come to this party and you know it."

Josh stared at his friend. Mike was one of those guys who wanted everyone to be where he was at all times. He would literally whine at you until you finally relented and gave in. He and Josh had been friends for ages, and yet they seemed to be polar opposites. Josh was 6'2" 190 ibs, the build of an NFL wideout. He had sandy brown hair, blue eyes and a dashing face. Yet, he was what you'd call a 'nerd'. He played table top role playing games, played Halo online, and collected comic books. He was a shut in for the most part. He had friends, plenty of them, but they're activities really included something he wanted to do. That included parties, especially college mixers.

"Man, seriously.. if I tell you I don't want to go to one of your boring "Man I thought there'd be more chicks" parties.. you really can believe me.. I'll pass."

Mike threw his hands up in annoyance. Mike was 5'7" 165 ibs and looked like he was at home sitting in front of his Xbox. Mike, however, was the slipperiest running back to ever grace the football field, he was also an ankle breaker on the court. He was Puerto Rican, with jet black hair and brown eyes, and was quite the womanizing heartbreaker. Josh looked like the dickish athelete and was the nice guy. And by contrast Mike looked like the little nerd and was the occasional ass. Mike loved to party, like most college kids, and was always looking for the next hottie to hook up with. Of course, that would be easier if he had better taste in parties. Most of them he'd dragged Josh to were fifty frat guys drinking heavily waiting for all the hot chicks they'd invited to show up. Of course, it's college, they were all off becoming lesbians.

"You're an ass..."

"I'm telling you Mike.. it's going to suck.. just like all the rest. Apparently all the chicks are at Providence college instead of here at URI."

"You're still an ass..."

"Just calling it like I see it."

"Come on.. just come to this last one."

Josh broke down, finally giving a tired sigh.

"Alright.. alright.. but if this sucks I'm never trusting you again."

Of course, it didn't suck. But neither one of them had any way of knowing that.

"Just one problem..."

"Oh God, what?"

"I was told that this house has a dress code, black... all over."

"What kinda frat house is this?"

"I was told it's more like a club rather than a fraternity. Apparently they have some sort of new concept of mixing genders inside a house. Something about religious freedom and what not."

"What religion? Satanism?"

"Nah, they said the religious part was an excuse to throw wild parties. I was promised that the chicks would be smoking hot and ready to throw down."

"Alright.. I'm giving it an hour to get interesting. But if it's frickin weird you're on your own."

"Deal"

Josh retreated upstairs to shower and change. Thankfully nobody else in Kappa Delta Beta was around except Mike so there was a bathroom available. He selected a short sleeve black button up shirt that was comfortable, and black jeans. He covered his brown hair with his black Red Sox cap, just in case they did have an issue with his hair color. The sad thing he was coming up short in footwear, so his white sneakers would have to do. If he got kicked out for it, then all the better for him. He exited the Frat house to find Mike standing on the lawn, waiting for him.

"What the hell..."

"What..? I look fly..."

He was wearing a black suit, with a black shirt underneath and a blood red tie, as well as black loafers. He looked like he was ready to hit up the prom.

"You look like you're late for a funeral."

"You're just jealous."

"Whatever, let's get this over with."

The trip across campus was mainly uneventful. The pair ran into a few people dressed in dark colors who might have been on their way to the same party, but it was impossible to tell for sure. The house looked like any other on campus, if a bit smaller. It was brown and seemed much more intact than any other building, most of which had at least some form of damage. There was music playing inside, but it was muffled severely, probably from soundproofing in the walls. There was also black curtains hung over the windows so nobody could see inside, usually a dead give away that drug use or some other illegal activity was going on inside. There was also nobody outside the house, not a soul.

"I totally don't like this Mikey.."

"Me either, but we're here. Let's at least take a look inside."

The pair approached the door, and Mike knocked on it. They were greeted by another "pair", at least that's what there eyes had been drawn too immediately. She was short, topping out at 5'2" if that, and looked to be barely a hundred pounds, most of which had to be packed into her D (or maybe even DD) cups. She had short, spiked flame red hair and dark eyes, which contrasted with her pale skin that seemed almost luminous. Her eyeliner, lipstick, and nail polish were all black as well. She had on a black t-shirt that struggled to stay fitted, black jeans and black sandals. Her expression was blank, but her eyes roved over the two of them.

"They're implants..."

"Huh..?" Mike and Josh said in unison.

"I had a breast enhancement when I was eighteen. I know you're staring, and I don't mind. Were you invited here?"

Mike's face broke into a broad grin as he stared. Josh was intrigued by her frankness and soon his eyes met hers, and he swore a hint of a smile played on her dark lips at that.

"Well.. I was told to be here for a great party.. even if it was a bit different." Mike said, still oogling.

"Who gave you this information?"

"Kara Diguadi"

The woman consulted a clipboard by the door of the list of names of people who were allowed to invite strangers to their parties. She scrolled down, and found the name he gave. She replaced the clipboard and took a step back to open the door.

"Welcome to the Sanctum Gentlemen."

They were now in a small anti room, there was a quadruple row of hangers for coats, and neat little cubby holes for sneakers. The music was louder, and Josh recognized it as techno, or rave music. There also seemed to be competing sound of what he thought was a guitar...

"You may remove your coats and shoes here, if you wish. We are not responsible if you can't find them inside the house. Also you may store any other personal belongings in this room. They will be safe in here, inside the chaos things can get lost, and we don't need confrontations because you think someone stole your wallet."

Both Josh and Mike elected to remove their shoes, Mike removed his suit jacket as well as his tie, and they both placed their wallets in clear plastic bags with their names on them for identification.

"Before you go in, since you're new.. we have some ground rules.. nothing too tragic, and you won't be kicked out if you slip up, but try to remember them. One, if a door is closed, then chances are you are not welcome inside, so don't go barging in anywhere without knocking first. The exceptions are any door marked "Public" those doors are only closed to keep out music. Bathroom doors are clearly marked and have a sign for being in use. Two, anyone serving drinks has the right to cut you off at any time. We're a party place, not a free liquor store. Quickest way to prevent cut off is to bring some for the rest of us, or donate cash to our drink budget. Three, there are many people inside who are into alternative means of fun. You don't have to partake, but we don't tolerate judgement, so no high horse speeches about what's natural and what's not. Also, if someone tells you no, that's final. I must stress the last one as important, because it's the least forgivable. Any questions?"

They both shook their heads. Josh had been lost in her dark eyes the entire time, and she gazed back at him unrelenting, and he could swear he saw the twinkle of delight in them. Mike was too busy looking at her other orbs, but he'd heard just as well. She reached over to the side, and grabbed two sticky nametags and a marker, marking them off with their names. She handed Mike his, and then stepped forward to apply Josh's directly onto him, her hands gliding effortlessly over his chest, lingering perhaps a bit too long.

"Now, one final thing.. anyone you see wearing a yellow sash is one of the.. I guess you'd call them the owners of this house. Their job is to make sure everyone is having fun, so if they tell you something, it's in the best interests of everyone. So, welcome to our humble home.. treat us like family.. and we'll do the same to you."

She turned from them and opened the double door behind her. The main hall before them was cleared of all furniture and converted to some kind of dance floor, complete with strobe lights. Three or four guys and a plethora of women were dancing, each dressed completely in black and holding glowsticks of different colors. Mike howled with delight.

"Time to get our freak on brotha!"

"Hell yea.." Josh faked a smile for his friend, and Mike wandered off to the dance floor, accepting a drink from a lovely young lady.

Josh took a look around, past the main dance floor was a staircase that went up. To either his left or his right were rooms, the doors closed, but marked with big yellow signs that stated "Public Access" Suddenly, he felt someone take his arm and looked down to see the hostess. She lead him through the door on the right, without a word. It was a kitchen, and there were three people in there enjoying drinks and conversations. The noise from the dance hall was barely coming through the walls, and that made it possible to speak.

"Not much of a dancer, are you?" The hostess asked.

"I'm not much of anything really."

"I saw that in you. I thought this is a man who doesn't want to be here."

"Well, sort of.. it's not that I don't.. it's just.."

"Every college party you've been to has been exactly the same, boring."

Josh nodded, partially amazed she pegged his every thought before he said it. "Yes.. that's it. It just hasn't been a lot of fun for me."

"Would you like a tour? There's a lot more that goes on here aside from the rave."

It took Josh a half second to make a decision. He was enchanted by this woman standing next to him, and the prospect of being near her for a while seemed appealing. "Sure.."

"This is the kitchen.." She motioned to the room around her. "People come in here to hang out and relax where the music is not so loud. You need permission from an owner to use our utilities or eat our food, but we're pretty giving, as long as you give back. Would you like a drink?"

"Yes, please."

The hostess waved over to a woman carrying a tray of premixed drinks. She was a tall leggy blonde wearing a black cocktail dress that was cut low to emphasis her full C cup bust.

"Oooh hey there handsome, what can I get for you?"

"Anything you have on hand.. My throat is just dry..."

She took one of the glasses on her tray and held it out to him. "This is what I have on hand.. but I'd like something else in hand."

"Be watchful of Emmy here.. she's a notorious flirt." The hostess said, her black lips actually cracking into a real smile.

"I'm more than a flirt, I'm an easy lay too.." She winked at Josh as he took the glass from her. "See me later sometime cutie."

"She's uhhh friendly.." Josh said when she had left.

"If by friendly you mean, fuck anything that moves, than you're right." There was something about her tone, it wasn't disaproving of Emmy being a slut, it was more of just stating a fact. Josh found himself drawn to her voice.

"I never did get your name.."

"Oh, it's Jessica.. but please call me Jess."

"Sure.." Josh took a sip of the drink, and the strength of it almost made him spit it out. "Wow.. this has some bite to it."

"It's our house special.. we've all become accustomed to the bite and once you do it's quite good. It doesn't have much alcohol in it, so don't expect to be blinding drunk anytime soon."

She lead him back out into the dance chamber, and across the hall to the other door marked "Public Access". This seemed to be some kind of library, or study hall. There were only six people in this room. One was asleep on the couch, his arm draped over his face to block out the light. Josh recognized him as one of the lacrosse players. On a loveseat, next to the door, were two women. They both had long raven black hair, black lipstick, black nailpolish and were dressed from head to toe in black with the same luminous white skin as Jess. They were also making out, their faces and tongues intertwined. Josh watched them a second, and one of them noticed, offering a wink with her eye at him. Sitting in an armchair in the corner of the room was a man, dressed in a black suit, a yellow sash perched across his muscular chest. He had long blonde hair tied back, and held a crystal goblet in his hand. Sitting just in front of him to the right, was a small woman with similarly golden blonde hair. She was entirely naked, staring completely stone faced at Josh as he walked in. At the man's other side was another man, with short black hair. He was also naked, but his member was hidden from sight because the man had his head in the blonde mans lap, and was sucking diligently on his thick cock.

"This is our study.. where the children of the night frequent.. you see them all around you, now."

"Hi.." Josh said, but nobody seemed to be paying him any mind.

"Jess, my love.. how are you?" Said the blonde man in the chair.

"I'm fine Stephen. Josh, this is Stephen, one of the owners. And leader of the children of the night."

"Nice to meet you." Josh said, giving a curteous bow instead of a handshake.

"Likewise, my friend." The man nodded in greeting, and tapped the man on his lap gently on the back of the neck. The man turned away from his oral work, wiping saliva off his mouth. Without a word, the woman at the man's feet turned toward him and resumed the blowjob. "Interested in joining us perhaps?"

"Maybe someday.. I'm just trying to take this all in now."

"I understand. Join us in our merry frolicking this evening, and if you are still interested, I shall tell you all about us. Jess.. I do think the man would be quite happy to see the rooms, upstairs."

"I will get to that Stephen, I'm giving him the tour right now."

Stephen nodded, and tilted his head back, closing his eyes as the woman's blonde head bobbed up and down in his lap. Jess lead Josh out a different door, down a short corridor.

"Vampire coven?" He guessed.

"Sort of. They don't act like they really are vampires, but they indulge themselves in the lore. Yes, that includes blood drinking, but it's all done quite safely as a ritual, not an every day occurence. Some sort of tribute, I suppose. If you ask me, they have sex more than do anything else."

"Kinky." Josh said simply.

"I am not of there number, in case you were wondering."

"I wasn't thinking..."

"I know. Now, this next part may shock you... My one word of advice is to only stand up for yourself, anyone else in here is agreeing to it, no matter how bad it looks."

Josh was wondering what the hell she was talking about as he followed her through a door and down a winding staircase. It was colder in this section. Not bitingly so, more like a fall chill. Josh was hearing grunts of either pleasure, pain, or both, it was hard to tell. When the two reached the bottom of the stairs, he saw why. It was a darkly lit S&M dungeon. Various slaves of both genders, and masters of both genders, and not neccessarily opposite genders either were milling about.

"I think this room needs.. little.. explanation." Jess said flatly.

"Yep, pretty much got it figured out."

A woman noticed the pair, and made her way over with a determined stride. She was roughly as tall as Josh, but her giant heels made her tower over him by at least 5 inches. She had jet black hair that hung down her back, past her waist. Her skin was olive, like Greek or Italian, and all of the black contrasted with it. She stared at Josh with her dark eyes, leaning in until her face was so close it was almost touching.

"Did you bring me a present, Jess?"

"Just giving him the guided tour, Kara."

This must be the infamous Kara that Mike knew. Josh's lips formed a small smile as he thought about what Mike would say if he saw her in a dungeon like this. She was dressed in a black latex, almost like a swimsuit, with a zipper up the front. Her long legs were encased in thigh high boots of the same black latex.

"What're you smiling at?" She sneered at Josh.

"Just thinking the look on Mikes face if he saw you like this."

"Mmmm.. Mike's friend huh.." Her hand came up to touch his face, gently and he didn't try to stop her. "Would you like to become my pet?"

"Thanks for the offer, but I'll pass..."

"I promise I won't hurt you... much..."

"Sorry, Babe. Never been much for being owned."

She leaned forward and kissed him on the forehead. "If you change your mind, I'll be here. Tell Mike I said Hi, and if he asks where I am.. send him down."

"Will do.."

The woman went back to her corner, where her male companion was waiting, hands tied to ropes connected to the ceiling.

"Seen enough?" Jess asked.

"Plenty, thank you."

They started back up the basement stairs, and Josh was happy when the temperature rose back above the chill.

"There's very little else.. just the upstairs."

"This place seems.. rather friendly.."

"We discovered a long time ago that we could get along if we took the time to accept and understand each other. So, we have our little groups. And everything stays peaceful."

"I see. So, what group are you in?"

"The last..."

"And that is..?"

They had reached the hallway, the rave music creeping through the sound proofing. Suddenly she was on him, pressing herself against him until he was against the wall. He was taken aback, but he couldn't move to protest. She leaned up to push her face close to his and tongue ran across his lips, the small silver stud in it was cold in contrast to the warmth of her pink tongue. She continued her lick across his cheek until her lips were at his ear, her breath hot and steamy, causing the hairs on his neck to stand on end.

"I'm with the nymphomaniacs.. and the orgy rooms upstairs..."

Josh went to say something, even had his mouth partially open to do so, when her tongue was inside it, probing him. Josh wrapped an arm around her slim waist as they kissed, feeling her nipples poking his chest. He'd wanted her, the minute she'd opened the door. This was like a blissful dream come true. She pulled her mouth from him.

"I want you.."

"I want you too, Jess..."

"Come upstairs then..."

She was leading him upstairs, passed the rave party still going on with it's loud techno music. Josh saw Mike, dancing in the middle of three women, seemingly having the time of his life. They climbed the stairs quickly into the second floor. The temperature here was comfortable, not like the heat of all the bodies on the first floor, or the chill of the dungeon downstairs. The corridor went both ways, with several doors on either side, most of which were closed, though Josh did see one that said 'Bathroom'. She led him down the hall, stopping at the first open door and ushering him inside. There room contained only a bed with violet sheets of silk, and a window. It was plush carpeted, but that was it, quite clear what this room was for. She closed the door, and backed him away from it until he sat down on the bed. She straddled his lap and kissed him again, her hands as soft as silk on the side of his face, then down his chest until she was undoing the buttons on his shirt. Soon she had it off, and her hands were roving over his naked chest. Her fingertips send little jolts of electricity where-ever they touched. She slipped his shirt off and tossed it expertly to a spot just near the door. Her mouth left his, and she leaned back, her hands grabbing the hem of her t-shirt.

"Want to see these?"

"Hell yea..."

She pulled her shirt up over her head, tossing it neatly into the same pile. Her breasts were full, firm, and perfect, just like he'd imagined them. Her nipples were hard, standing out teasingly in front of him. She put one hand on the back of his head, and pulled him closer, pushing her breast to his face. His mouth opened to accept her hard little bud, and her head lulled back, her eyes closing.

"Mmmm just like that, baby..."

Josh sucked and nibbled the bud, as she pulled a blackberry from her back pocket. Her thumbs rattled on the keys, sending a text message to someone. She slipped the phone back into her pocket, and held Josh's mouth to her chest, waiting.

-Downstairs-

Emmy's phone beeped and she set down the drink tray to check it. It was a short text from Jess, and a sly smile formed on Emmy's dark lips as she read it.

"Hav hottie Josh upstrs. Cum up bring peeps + his frnd prple door"

Jess loved orgies, Emmy knew, hell the entire group of them did. The vampire group came together over their love of mystic lore. The BDSM crew downstairs came together because they equated pain and pleasure. People like Jess and Emmy came together because they loved sex.. and lots of it.. with lots of people. It was customary when they had new friends at the house to entertain them with a group, see how they liked it. Most of them came back for more, until they got steady girlfriends. That was always a bummer, some sorority sister trying to keep a man all to themselves. Weren't they never taught how to share? Emmy looked around. Everyone seemed to be rather busy in the kitchen, so she walked out into the dance floor. She saw his friend, Mike, dancing in the middle of the floor with Sasha, Tara and Nancy and a grin formed on her face. There couldn't be a more perfect set-up if God himself came down and asked her to set it up. She made her way over, and grabbed Sasha by the arm. Sasha was a hot little mamacita with flame red hair, green eyes and a smokin' latina body. 5'3" 110 ibs with a decent 34B and an ass to rival that of Jennifer Lopez.

"Sup Emmy?"

"Orgy upstairs.. bring Tara, Nancy and that Mike guy.."

"Sweet. Which door?"

"Purple."

"Be up in a flash babe."

Emmy gave Sasha a quick kiss, and then retreated upstairs.

-Upstairs-

Jess had pushed Josh until he was on his back, keeping her soft breasts pushed against his face. Her hands worked expertly between their bodies, unbuttoning his jeans. Jess heard the door slide open, but Josh was occupied by the big tits smothering his welcoming face.

"Let me have some of that you mouth hog."

Suddenly Josh's face was freed, only to have a second pair of tits on him, from the opposite side. These were smaller, but firm and perky with little pink nipples standing at attention. Josh couldn't be sure, but he was guessing by the sound of the voice this was the beautiful Emmy from earlier. Josh didn't really care who it was to be honest. There were boobs in his face, and he was going to play with them. Jess had slid down a few inches to move her body off his groin and onto his knees. She unzipped his jeans and tugged them down over his hips, no small feat in and of itself. She pulled his boxers down next, and his rock hard seven inches popped out, thick and pulsing before her eyes. She and Emmy looked at one another, and both sets of lips broke into grins.

"Someone looks ready..." Emmy said, moaning a little when Josh nipped her hard bud with his teeth.

"Definately.." Jess said, then ran her pierced tongue from the base of his cock all the way to the top, feeling him shiver with delight. "Sensitive too.. Come down here Emmy... help me suck on this..."

Emmy sat back, pulling her cocktail dress up over her hips to it meet where it had been pulled down over her breasts, then she pulled it up over her head, and threw it over into the slowly growing pile of clothes. Emmy slid herself closer to Josh, placing her thighs on either side of his head. Josh inhaled the sweet scent of her sex as she moved it closer, the little blonde hairs barely visible against her pale skin. She leaned down, pressing the length of her body against him, and Josh wrapped his arms around her legs, his hands squeezing the soft flesh of her ass as he pulled her to him. She was warm and inviting, as well as very wet, and the first lick of her outer lips caused a slight spasm to go through her body.

"Oooo you have got to get some of this Jess.." Emmy's voice came in a short whisper, as the pleasure shot through her. Josh's tongue had found it's way inside and was probing her depths, finding all the spots that made her moan. It was becoming difficult to focus on anything but that.

"Oh I will dear.. but right now.. I want some of this..." Jess took the head of Josh's cock between her lips, letting her tongue swirl around the brim, nipping at the little underside where the head met the shaft. She took him deeper, each pleasure filled stroke taking more of his throbbing manhood into her eager mouth. Down he went, and her mouth sucked harder as her nose was pressed into the skin of his abdomen. Jess loved the feeling of a cock throbbing in a steady rhythm in her throat, and she started to feel the wetness soak into the front of her panties as she sucked him. Her hands couldn't work fast enough to get her jeans off, and soon those joined the pile by the door. Her panties soon followed, and there she was doubled over, her legs spread wide apart, one hand playing with her buzzing clit as the other stroked up and down on Josh's member. Emmy was leaning forward, her tongue working the base of the shaft, every so often meeting Jess's lips as they came down.

-Downstairs-

Sasha pulled Nancy aside. Nancy and Tara were considered "twins" though they came from complete opposite sides of the personality spectrum. Nancy was a California girl, loving sand, sun, surf and long days on the beach. Tara was a hometown New England girl, loving the snow and rain. They were considered "twins" as they were both roughly 5'7" 120 ibs with long blonde hair, piercing blue eyes and carrying perky 32Bs upstairs. Most people assumed they were sisters, or at least cousins, and they found it more fun to entice a man into bed based on that, so they did nothing to dispel it.

"Hey, babe.. orgy upstairs.. let's go, and bring that hottie."

"Cool.. what door?"

"Purple"

"Let's go then."

Nancy and Sasha stepped back into the dance floor, one taking a hold of Mike's arm while the other pulled Tara with her. Mike seemed a bit confused, but hey, three hot chicks were leading him somewhere, and he certainly wasn't going to complain. They ascended the stairs out of the rave and into the quiet of the hallway.

"So.. what's up?" Mike decided to ask, just in case it wasn't what he thought.. and hoped for.

"We're gonna have some fun, babe." Sasha said, giving him a naughty girl grin.

"Suhweet.."

-Upstairs-

Josh was finding it difficult to concentrate on the deliciousness of Emmy. Jess was a master at the art of cocksucking. She would bring him to the edge of pleasure, then let him back down again, agonizingly slowly. Trying to be aware of Emmy grinding her pussy against his face, squealing with delight, while that was going on was all but impossible. He heard the door open, but he was too into his task to see what was going down.

The door opened and the quartet came in. The first thing Mike saw was the hot hostess bent over another man, just sucking away at him. He stood, transfixed for several moments, watching her work and wishing that it was his cock she was working on. Suddenly, he felt someone tugging down his pants. He looked down to find Sasha squatting in front of him, busily working his pants off, as Tara and Nancy were busy undressing each other. Sasha had Mike's raging six inches in her soft hands, and was stroking him slowly.

"OOohhh you ready Papi... how about you go over there and get you some of that hot goth pussy?"

Mike didn't need to be told twice. He kicked his pants and underwear off his ankles, into the growing pile of garments, and crossed the short distance to where Jess was bent over, her pussy juice dripping down the inside of her thighs, showing she was completely ready. He stepped behind her, and slowly pushed himself into her wetness. She oohed and turned to face him, running her tongue over her lips at him. She was soaking wet, and very tight, and Mike found it hard to not just slam into her until he was done. He started slow, measuring his strokes evenly, savoring the feeling of her pussy drawing him in as it contracted around his cock. Sasha was at Josh's side now, hiking her short black skirt up over her hips, pulling her thong to the side.

"Let me get some of that tongue Emmy.. you go ride that boy.."

Emmy was coming down from a series of short bursting orgasms and she was a bit wobbly as she slipped off of Josh's face, moving down toward his crotch. Sasha replaced her, sitting her lucious ass on his chest as she pulled his mouth to her fiery cunt. Jess pulled her mouth from Josh's cock, and helped guide it inside Emmy, watching her cum juices coat the slick member further. Jess lowered her head to take Josh's tender balls into her mouth, suckling them gently, as Emmy started to bounce up and down on Josh's stiff prick. Mike was holding onto Jess's hips, driving his cock deep into her, the flesh slapping together like a round of applause, the motion causing her tits to sway back and forth. Tara and Nancy took a spot on either side of Josh, each one taking one of his hands away from Sasha's thighs. They brought his hand to each of their mouths, licking and sucking on his fingers. Josh was trying to see what they were up to, but his vision was blocked on either side by Sasha's smooth skin of her legs. Josh felt both of them, almost in unison, pull his hands down until his arms were flat on the bed, then they were hovering over his outstretched fingers, forcing two of the digits on either hand inside their warm holes. Without thought Josh started to fuck them with his fingers, exploring their insides much to the delight of the two blondes, their moans and coo's like music to his ears. Josh loved pleasing women, and to be able to do 4 at once was unreal. Suddenly Sasha's hand grabbed his head and pulled him closer, almost as if she was trying to bury him inside her snatch, and came all over his face. It was tangy and delicious with just a little hint of spice. Then she was stroking the top of his skull with her fingers.

"Mmm good boy.. I think we're gonna have to invite you back again.." Then she was off him, on her back on the other side of the bed, her legs spread open wide. "Mikey.. come over here and try some of this latina heat..."

Mike didn't want to stop. Jess felt incredible to be inside, but she turned to face him and motioned with her head at the waiting Sasha.

"Go get you some of that, babe."

Mike pulled his cock from Jess's tight hole, and moved to Sasha, who waited patiently. He slipped the head of his cock just inside, then grabbed a hold of her and quickly pulled her to him, thrusting his manhood deep into her. It was a practiced trick, and the sudden feeling made Sasha explode again with a small but powerful orgasm.

"Oooo Papi.. I think I'm gonna like you..." She cooed at him.

"I got lotsa tricks baby.." Mike said, grinning.

He grabbed one of her slender legs, and placed it over his shoulder, and her body twisted involuntarily to compensate. When he started to fuck her, he was driving into her depths, reaching the rare pleasure spots and Sasha was loving every second of it. She started to talk rapidly, in Spanish.

"You know it's good when she does that.." Jess commented as she lowered her pussy over Josh's face, replacing the space Sasha had just vacated. "Open wide babe.. I hope you don't mind."

"Fuck no.. I love pussy." Was all Josh could get out before he was overcome by the sweet taste of Jess.

Emmy started screaming as she bounced on Josh's lap, her perky tits bobbing up and down like a bobblehead doll. She was cumming, a deep howling feeling from the pit of her loins, and Josh felt a flood of sticky sweetness drench his cock, and his lap. She slowed her pace as she came down from the orgasmic high, finally dismounting him, and slipping off to the side, to watch and gather herself. She motioned to Nancy, then at the cock still standing upright like a flagpole. Nancy nodded, and withdrew Josh's fingers from her warm hole, licking her own juices off to clean them before sliding down, and replacing the now empty pussy full of stiff cock.

"Ohhh god.. I feel so full..." She moaned as she let herself fall, taking his entire length inside her.

"He is a big boy..." Emmy said, her fingers lightly teasing her satisfied pussy as she watched the events unfold.

Nancy used her powerful hips to grind on him, fucking him without much actual motion. Tara leaned over, and the two shared a passionate kiss as they both rode Josh, one on his fingers, the other on his cock. The air was filled with moans and squeals of delight, from everybody. Sasha had turned herself over, her face buried in the silk sheets, her lucious ass in the air as Mike fucked her spasming pussy. His hands came around, to grab her swaying tits as he drove deep into her, each stroke filling her up and filled her with pleasure. Sasha felt her body burst again, her spicy love juice flooding over Mike and down her thighs. She sensed that Mike was closed to being finished and she pulled away from him.

"Not yet baby.. one more hole needs to be filled first.. right, Tara?"

Tara pulled her mouth away from Nancy. "Yess.. I need a cock in me baaad..."

Tara slipped off Josh's hand, passing the apendage to Emmy to lick clean, then moved over, pushing Mike down on his back and mounting him. She was wet and hot, and just his entry into her tight hole was enough to induce a small orgasm. She leaned down over him, her taut nipples brushing his lips as he tried to nibble on them, and began to lift herself up and down, matching the motions of her "twin" who was on Josh. Josh was too busy exploring Jess with his tongue, finding her to taste cool and sweet, almost like iced tea or some other summer drink. It was his favorite flavor and he drank it all in, wanting more with each passing second. Josh found her throbbing clit and began to suck eagerly at the small bud. He was rewarded with the taste of her ecstacy, flooding his mouth and cascading down his throat. Josh expected her to move, but she stayed there, allowing him to start exploring her again. Truth was she had other plans, but that required Nancy to move, and judging by the woman's moans, that wasn't long in happening. Jess leaned down to whisper to him.

"I need you.. to fuck me.. promise me you will.."

Josh couldn't say anything, so he just nodded between her thighs. Nancy was now leaning against Jess's back, her mouth open in a silent scream as she came, her juices flooding over Josh's stiff dick like Emmy's had moments before. Emmy was at Nancy's side, pulling her away.

"Let Jess get some of that dick, babe."

Nancy nodded and moved over to join Sasha, who was sitting by Mike and Tara, playing with herself. Jess slide off of Josh's face, and he took the initiative, laying her down and positioning himself between her thighs. He entered her slowly, as their eyes locked on one another. Josh didn't want to just fuck Jess, he wanted to make love to her, and she seemed to want the same thing. He started slow, easing himself inside before pulling back, watching as each thrust caused her eyes to flutter briefly and a soft moan to escape her dark lips. On the other side of the bed, Tara was bouncing on Mike's engorged prick like a trampoline, with Sasha and Nancy providing a little verbal encouragement as they lightly touched themselves, and each other.

"God... I'm gonna.." Mike said, barely getting the words out before Tara was off him.

All three ladies were side by side, each had their breasts in their hands, lifting them up, and their mouths open in anticipation. Mike was on his knees now, his cock aimed at the three lovely ladies as he stroked it vigorously, feeling the sensations build in his balls as the sperm rose up the shaft before finally exploding out. The jets of spunk shot out like a cannon, the globs hitting open mouths and waiting tongues before dribbling down to the three lucious sets of tits before him. As far as loads go, Mike thought perhaps this was the biggest he'd ever shot and he collapsed back on the bed, his breath running away from him as his cock slowly lost it's hardness. He was spent, by every sense of the word, and he watched as the three girls licked and cleaned his cum off of each other. He looked over at his friend, his brain able to come to terms that it was his friend now that the sex was over for now, and watched as he gave it to their big titted hostess. Emmy was beside Jess, her fingers playing with her throbbing nipples as she watched Josh's cock drive in and out. Jess's head leaned back so far it seemed like she was going to rise off the bed as she came again, adding a third set of pussy juice to the slickness of Josh's hard member. Josh was feeling it too, her tightness milking his dick for everything it was worth, and he found it difficult to keep going. He felt the pressure in him rise to a dangerous level, and knew he couldn't hold off any longer.

"Jess... it's.. time.."

"Yea.. give it to me baby..."

He pulled from her, and Jess sat up, Emmy at her elbow. They both waited, mouths open, breasts held proudly in the air in readiness. Josh threw his head back and let out a loud grunt as he sprayed them with his cum. He coated both of their faces, watching as it dribbled down into their parted lips and down their chins. Josh slumped back, tired and drained, his face losing most of it's color from the exertion. Emmy and Jess repeated the process of cleaning each other, and everyone simply sat there in the comfortable silence. Until of course, Mike ruined it...

"So.. so much for a lame party eh?" Mike was grinning.

"Ok, ok, I admit it... you were right... this time. Oh Kara says Hi, by the way. She's in the basement if you want to go see her."

"I think I will..." Mike said, getting up to gather his clothes.

All five women and Josh shared a knowing glance at what he might find down there. Then Sasha, Nancy and Tara also got dressed and left the room, leaving Josh alone with Emmy and Jess.

"So, will we be seeing you again?" Emmy asked, making sure she was clean of cum so she could put her dress back on.

"Sure..."

"Nice.. see you around cutie." Emmy slipped her dress back on, and met Josh by the door as he gathered his clothes, whispering to him. "She likes you... more than just a fuck buddy.. ask her out.. ok?"

"I planned on it.." Josh said, giving Emmy a wink, which she returned, as he grabbed both his and Jess's garments.

Emmy left the room, and Josh handed Jess her clothes. The two got dressed without exchanging a word, and Jess went to exit the room when Josh grabbed her by the arm and pulled her to him. She didn't resist, and there wasn't so much as a flicker of surprise in her dark eyes.

"Hey.. uhh.. Jess.. I was thinking.."

"Yes." She stated matter of factly, cutting him off.

"You didn't even let me say what I was thinking."

"I'm sorry, were you not going to ask me out?"

"Well, yes... I was."

"Yes. I would be happy to go out with you some time. Just know that I won't give up things like this just because we start dating."

"I'm fine with that... As long as you invite me along now and again."

"You're first on my list..."

She smiled at him, and they shared a quick kiss before exiting the room. Sometimes even the things you're sure you don't want to do, aren't as bad as they seem... right?

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I hope you enjoyed this story. If you want to see more from these characters, or continuations of the other stories I publish, feel free to request them and I'll try to get around to it. As always, feedback is welcome, public or private. But try to be somewhat constructive. It you loved it, tell me what you loved. If you hated it, tell me why. I can't be a better writer if all you tell me is how much I suck.

This story took quite some time to finish, and I apologize if it lags towards the end.

-Mark St. Claire.