Xmas Party
written by:
bonnie

I pottered around the house on Saturday, cleaning, doing the laundry, all the usual Saturday jobs - apart from a trip to the shops.

Late in the afternoon I settled into a bath to soak away the aches and pains from the housework and the usual wear and tear of the week. I usually shower during the week, even after a visit to the gym, so my weekend soak is something I look forward to and most definitely enjoy.

This day, however, I was heading out the my firm's Christmas Party so I wasn't able to soak as long as I usually would. At the end of my soak, after washing and conditioning my hair I rinsed myself under the shower then I shaved my legs and trimmed my pubic hair. Once I'd done all of that I dried myself with a nice warm, soft towel.

Sitting wrapped in a dry towel I dried and styled my hair then applied a light dusting of make-up and my thoughts turned to getting dressed to go to the party. I sat on the edge of the bed and rolled my stockings up my thighs. I love the sensuous feeling of my fingers on my legs as the stockings slowly encase more of my legs. As each stocking reached its limit I attached it to the suspender belt.

Once the stockings were attached I stood up and looked at myself in the mirrored doors of the wardrobe. I couldn't resist arching my back slightly, thrusting out my breasts, and breathing in to flatten out my stomach. I thought that I looked good in my undressed state. All of my hard work in the gym and keeping an eye on the food I ate was worth it.

I snapped myself out of my daydreaming and turned my attention to covering my body. I opened my lingerie drawer and selected a matching black bra and panties set. I slid the panties up my legs and confirmed that the small patch of material enclosed my pubic bush. I put on a front fastening bra, ensuring that my breasts nestled comfortably in the cups

From my wardrobe I selected a sexy dress with a low neckline which resulted in what I thought was a nice display of cleavage. The dress was slinky but not so tight that it revealed that I was wearing stockings. After all, I wanted to attract a little attention from the men at the party but I didn't want to look slutty! I finished dressing by putting on 3-inch heels, a necklace and some earrings then sat down to wait for my taxi.

My taxi arrived on time and I felt the driver's eyes on me as I made my way to the back door. I opened the door myself, settled into the seat and gave the driver the address of the hotel where the party was taking place. I was pleasantly surprised when the driver leapt out and opened my door when we arrived. I think he got a glimpse of stocking top and thigh as I climbed out of the seat.

I walked into the hotel and followed the directions to the party. It was already in full swing. I found a group of people I knew well and settled in.

I'm not sure when or how it happened but I suddenly realised that the group members had changed. I wondered what had happened to the original group then realised that I had just turned away from that group and drifted across the room from them.

I surveyed my new group and registered that there only seemed to be men in the group. Tom and Peter were present together with four or five men I recognised from the office but couldn't put names to. As I checked out each of the men I knew that they were doing the same to me.

Someone mentioned that music had started in the room set aside for dancing and asked if I would be interested in a twirl. How could I refuse such an invitation? Before I knew it I had been whisked onto the dance-floor and I was standing opposite one of the men whose name I didn't know.

As the music continued I was "passed" from one man to another. Every once in a while I seemed to have to draw my partner's attention back up to my face from my cleavage. That gave me a little thrill and caused me to put a little extra effort into my dancing. The men kept me supplied with drinks as well as busy on the dance-floor.

It was only when one of the men pulled me towards him that I noticed that the dance-floor lighting had been turned down and slower numbers were being played. I felt comfortable with the men and happily allowed myself to be drawn against each of my partners. The feel of masculine bodies against mine was something I had missed. I hadn't been dancing in a while and I was happy to make up for it now.

When the first of my partners pressed his lips against my forehead I tilted my head upwards and waited for his lips to connect with mine. When we kissed it was initially with lips closed but as I continued to feel their bodies against mine I eventually gave in and parted my lips, allowing their tongues across the threshold to explore my lips, teeth, and tongue.

Once I had given in to French-kissing that seemed to encourage my dance partners to become more familiar. They groped my bum cheeks with their hands which, of course, resulted my being pulled against their crotches. I lifted my arms to lock them behind each partner's neck. Most of the time I closed my eyes and allowed my partner to steer me around the dance floor and enjoyed the sensation of being controlled by each man.

With my arms around my partner's neck, each of them had free rein to explore my body through my clothes and they were quick to make the most of it. A few times I felt hands stop and then move repeatedly back and fore over my hips and thighs as they encountered my suspenders and realised that it meant I was wearing stockings under my dress.

I have always been confident in my ability to maintain my decorum in public but I began to feel that the alcohol I had consumed together with the almost constant kissing and touching I was experiencing were having an effect on me. I suddenly started to worry about the impression I was giving to other party guests so I opened my eyes to see which other guests had noticed what was happening.

I realised that my partners had manoeuvred me into the darkest corner of the dance floor and had more or less surrounded me, preventing anyone else seeing what was going on. I breathed a sigh of relief but then it registered that being in such a situation was, perhaps, not so good for me after all.

I tried to move back to a more illuminated area but I never seemed to be able to break through the group of prospective dance partners.

When my partners weren't kissing me they were whispering in my ear telling me how sexy I looked. One or two were quite forward in suggesting we leave the dance floor so that they could do naughty things with me. All of the whispering was working on me. My pussy was moist and my nipples were hard.

One of my dance partners decided to push the envelope and instead of groping my bum he moved his hands onto my hips then up over my waist and up my side. When he reached the level of my breasts he moved his hands inwards and flicked his thumbs across my nipples. My legs almost gave way at the sensations that coursed through me. The others were obviously keeping an eye on their friend's actions because that became a pattern with each partner.

Suddenly my partners were playing their tongues over my neck and nibbling my earlobes instead of kissing or whispering to me. My excitement and arousal increased as hands stroked me and lips played over my skin.

The next step-up in naughtiness was when Tom slid his hand into the top of my dress and caressed my breasts through my bra. This time it was me who pulled my partner tighter to me because I was enjoying his touch too much and was worried that I could lose control. My next partner, however, took things one step further by delving inside my bra. The touch of his fingers against the flesh of my breast and a now very erect nipple caused me to moan into his neck.

As we finished the dance I asked for another drink. As the cool drink refreshed me condensation from the glass dropped onto my chest. I looked down to see that my previous partner had eased my bra aside and exposed both of my breasts completely. I didn't have any time to wonder how he had managed that before I was swept into the arms of my next partner, who I noticed was Peter.

Peter immediately took my breasts in his hands. He told me how much he had wanted to hold them again and proceeded to push them together and tweak my nipples. I was biting my bottom lip to stop myself groaning out loud. He dipped his head down and took my left nipple into his mouth. He nibbled on it gently then switched his attention to my right nipple. I leaned my head backwards and enjoyed the treatment I was being given. The shivers of arousal he was sending through me made me forget that I had an audience of lusty males.

All too soon the current song ended and another man took Peter's place. He was not as teasing and gentle as Peter and that brought me back from the brink. Over the next few songs my partners tried to get their hands under my dress to my panties but I managed to hold them off. Those attempts sobered me up a little and I decided to miss a couple of songs whilst I got my breath back.

The men were disappointed but appeared to see the sense in not causing a scene as that meant that things could resume once I felt comfortable again.

After ten minutes rest Tom risked it and asked me to dance again. As I nodded to accept his request he suggested that I dance with him and Peter at the same time.

"I'm not sure I can do that," I said.

"I don't see why not." was his reply as he pulled me to the floor and nodded to Peter, who then followed us.

I slipped into the embrace of Tom and Peter moved in behind me, sliding his hands around my torso. Tom started kissing me. Our lips parted and his tongue invaded my mouth. I responded by clasping my arms around his neck and pulled his head to me so that his mouth was crushed against mine.

One of Peter's hands moved up my front and eased into the top of my dress. His other hand quickly followed. I felt the pressure on my breasts lessen as my bra was undone. Peter's hands were soon gripping a breast each, stroking and pinching my nipples until they were hard. As he played with my breasts Peter also pressed his body against my back and bum, allowing me to feel his hard cock against my bum cheeks.

The kiss, the caressing of my breasts and the pressing of obviously hard cocks against my stomach and bum added to my excitement. One of Peter's hands released my breast and moved down to caress my stomach through my dress.

I noticed that Tom's hands had moved from my hips and realised that he was slowly ruffling the front of my dress causing the hem to rise up my thighs. Somehow I managed to prevent Tom from lifting my dress completely to gain access to my bare thighs and more but then I felt a hand slide across my bare stomach. Peter had found the side zip of my dress, opened it and worked his hand inside and onto my stomach.

I realised that I didn't have enough hands to prevent Peter stroking my stomach and Tom getting to my thighs. I settled on preventing the latter by holding Tom's arms and nestling into them, preventing him from moving them, and enjoying the excitement running through my body.

Peter's hand gently caressed my stomach in ever widening circles, the tips of his fingers getting lower with each sweep. I moaned into Tom's mouth as Peter's fingertips slipped under the waistband of my panties and started exploring my mound and its soft trimmed bush.

His fingers moved through my hair and also ran up and down the smooth skin where I had shaved my hair off. I have always enjoyed having my mons stroked and Peter was pushing the right buttons. His fingertips soon delved further down and between my legs. As he reached my pussy a finger slipped smoothly between my pussy lips, easing them apart. I tried to squeeze my legs together in a belated attempt to control the situation, but Tom had manoeuvred his knee between mine, keeping my thighs apart. Peter's hand moved further between my legs, revelling in the access enabled by Tom's knee.

Peter's fingers moved back from my pussy and found my clit. I just groaned an "Oh God" as my arousal exploded beyond my control. I clung to Tom as his tongue explored my mouth, murmuring in pleasure as I pressed my body against his.

Tom took the opportunity to try again for the goal I had prevented him from reaching earlier. He eased our bodies apart to give himself room, and pulled the front of my dress up until he could reach my thighs. He stroked my inner thigh, his movements steadily getting higher until his hand was on the soft skin above my stockings.

His hand stayed there for a while, allowing both of us to savour the pleasure of flesh on flesh in such an intimate location. All too soon, however, Tom's hand continued upwards and joined Peter's hand in the area of my mound.

With Peter's fingers continuing to play gently with my clit, Tom's fingers slipped under the strip of material barely covering my pussy and quickly found my slit. Two fingers found my opening and immediately plunged into me. I was moaning constantly as Peter worked expertly on my clit and Tom's fingers moved in and out and around my sensitive opening.

As Tom's finger- fucking of me intensified I groaned into his ear and then buried my mouth in his shoulder to stifle my moans as my orgasm started to take hold. I clung to Tom, thrusting my tongue into his mouth.

Somehow I maintained enough control to slip my hand from his neck and down to his crotch. I could feel his erect cock and quickly slid his zip down. His cock was poking through the slit of his undies and I briefly held it in my hand. I ran my fingers over its head and gently caressed the tip before sliding my fingers down the shaft and then I started stroking it.

My stroking got faster as my orgasm washed over and through my body. Tom's finger-fucking intensified as my stroking got faster. We were no longer kissing. His head was back, his mouth open as he sought relief. My mouth was still jammed into his shoulder to stifle the noise I would otherwise be making and I hung on to him until my pleasure spasms subsided. I was stroking him as quickly as I could and then I felt his cock jerk and spurt over my hand. His sperm dripped down over my hand as I moved us apart quickly in an attempt to avoid getting it on the front of my dress.

As Tom finished jerking I lifted my hand up and held it between us. Tom opened his eyes as he recovered. He watched as I stuck my tongue out and dipped it into the remnants of his sperm on my hands. I raised my eyebrows then proceeded to lick the few dollops off my hand. When my hand was clean I pulled Tom's head to me again and kissed him. I felt a little resistance initially as he detected his own scent on my lips but he soon overcame his reticence and we kissed properly.

As my mouth separated from Tom's his and Peter's fingers were continuing to work on my pussy and were bringing a second much stronger orgasm closer. If I had thought that my first orgasm was good, this second one seemed to be a monster. As it hit me I would have screamed out loud if Tom hadn't anticipated it and pulled my head against his chest.

I reached behind me and found Peter's cock already out of his trousers and waiting for my touch. As I had done with Tom, I initially ran my fingers over its head to feel the smooth texture and spread the leaking pre-cum over it. I then wrapped my fingers around it and started stroking rapidly up and down the shaft, ensuring my fingers passed over the well-lubricated glans.

In no time at all I felt Peter's cock swell and he groaned out loud. This time I was not quick enough to create a gap and he spurted onto my hand and over my dress. Again, though, I brought my hand up to my mouth to taste the result of my ministrations. Once I had cleaned my hand I leaned backwards and turned my head to find Peter's. He had seen what I had done but had no hesitation in clamping his lips over mine and thrusting his tongue into my mouth.

Our tongues wrestled briefly as we both came down from our orgasms. Eventually our lips parted and I allowed myself to relax whilst being supported by Tom and Peter. I wallowed in the pleasure I was feeling after my double orgasm.

Tom and Peter manoeuvred me to a seat that they had found somewhere and I slowly came to my senses. As I looked up I could see the lust in the eyes of the other men I had danced with. I suddenly realised that only Tom and Peter had received any relief but that the other men must be equally aroused. Also I remembered that Peter had spurted cum on my dress and I knew I had to get it cleaned off before anyone else at the party saw it.

As the men moved closer to me one or two were lowering their zips and seemed to be about to extract their cocks. I stood up quickly and said "Excuse me gents but I must get cleaned up." then quickly walked out of the circle, avoiding the clutching hands as I did so. I walked away from the dance-floor, ensuring my breasts were back inside my dress before I encountered anyone else. I followed the signs to the ladies and slipped inside.

Once inside I slipped my dress off and found the stain left by Peter. I dampened some tisYvonne and managed to clean the dress. I held it under the hand-dryer and satisfied myself that it looked okay. I was just about to put it back on when the door opened and my friend Alison walked in.

"Not you too!" she said. "I think some of the men spill their drinks on purpose just to try to get us out of our dresses. Do you think this Irish Cream will stain?" She then wiped the front of her dress

I smiled and shrugged my shoulders then finished putting my dress on as I thought about the "cream" that had been spilt on mine. Then working on the principle of safety in numbers I waited until Alison was ready and walked out with her.

Alison asked where I had been as she hadn't seen me and I just told her I had been dancing with Tom and Peter.

"Be careful with those two." She said "They have mentioned a few times that they fancy you, and I've heard them scheming a few times to get themselves alone with one of the company's women employees."

"I think I can cope with them." I told her as we joined the group she had been with.

The rest of the night passed in a blur of conversation, drink, jokes and flirting between the members of Alison's group. I took a full part in the activities and enjoyed the innocent flirting with everyone in the group.

After midnight the party started winding down. Alison and I were getting ready to leave when our department head, David, made his way across the room to us.

"Good evening ladies. I'm sorry that I haven't been to say hello to you until now."

"Hello David," I replied. "That's fine. We've had a fun night. Thank you to you and the other department heads for organising and paying for it. Now that everything is winding down we were just about to go."

Alison nodded her head in agreement.

"You're both welcome but before you go, could you both come with me for a few minutes?" David asked. "I'd like to show you something."

I looked at Alison and raised my eyebrow. She was looking at David and smiling. She turned to me and gave a small nod to confirm that she didn't mind.

David took our hands in his and we walked out of the party room, down a corridor and into a large, spacious room that had nothing but a couch, two matching easy chairs and lush carpeting. "What is this room?" I asked.

"It's a room for special guests," Alison told me. "And you're a very special guest."

"I don't understand," I said.

Alison moved close and I felt her breasts rubbing against my arm. I jumped back in surprise. Alison was smiling even more broadly. David walked over and sat down on the couch.

Alison was pressing herself against me again. I am no prude but I was taken aback by Alison's forwardness towards me. We had been friends for a while but she had never shown any overt attraction in my direction. I was slightly puzzled by why this was happening now. Could it be the drink and party atmosphere?

I instinctively backed away until my back was against the door and I couldn't go any farther. Alison was still smiling and had tracked me all the way. I realised that her full breasts were now pressing against mine.

"Don't be shy," Alison said. "David likes a little show now and then. And I've wanted to play with you ever since I met you."

I realised that Alison and David had planned this. I was confused because I had not realised that Alison and David were involved in any way. They had hidden that well from the rest of the people in the department. I looked at the two of them and tried to put some indignation into my voice. "What kind of woman do you think I am?"

"I know what kind of woman you are Yvonne." David said. "Your fun with Tom, Nick and Peter at Simon's leaving party and with the dancers at Sarah's hen party show that you know how to enjoy yourself. I've been looking forward to seeing what those others have seen."

I was surprised that David knew about my two work-related lapses in judgement.

"I want to leave. I can't believe you told him about me Alison. I told you about them in confidence." I said.

"Not me." Alison replied. "The office was under CCTV surveillance during Simon's party and there has been gossip in the office about what happened at Sarah's hen party. Surely you didn't think that such fun wouldn't be talked about?"

"We always cover the offices with CCTV when we have parties at the company building," David explained, "We like to have evidence in case any accusations are made against department managers. Of course we erase the recordings after a few months. But I must say, you are particularly photogenic Yvonne."

As he was saying this David had gotten up off the couch and made his way across to us. Alison stepped off to one side as David stood in front of me. I was frozen in place, taken aback by the thought of a recording of me existing somewhere. Suddenly I felt David's hand slip into the front of my dress and gently cup my breast. I tried to fight the sudden rush of feelings that went through me but almost immediately my nipples started to get hard and to ache.

David lifted my breasts out of my bra and dress. I felt the cool air touching my nipples and turning them to rock-hard points. I felt his fingers brushing across my stiff nipples.

"What ...," I whispered, thinking that, whilst David had an aura about him, I ought to stop him.

"Come here, Alison," David said.

Although it had been a few hours since my dance floor escapade my underlying level of arousal quickly kicked back in. I couldn't help but push my breasts against David's hands. Alison moved close again and stared at my breasts in David's hands.

"Beautiful," Alison said softly.

"Kiss it," David commanded as he lifted my right breast towards Alison.

Alison lowered her head and her red lips touched the end of my nipple. I felt an electric shiver going through me. Alison knew what she was doing. She opened her mouth and captured my hard nipple in her mouth. Alison gently bit down on my nipple with her teeth and I moaned softly.

"That's it Alison," David said. "She's enjoying it!"

Alison immediately opened her mouth wider and began to suck hard at my breast. I tried to pull away, but each sucking motion of Alison's mouth made me feel a little weaker.

"Suck and lick them both," David said.

Alison began moving her head back and forth between my breasts. Her mouth fastened like a leech to each of my hard nipples. Not for the first time tonight, I moaned softly.

"Yes. Keep doing it," David said. "I knew she'd love it. Alison's got a sweet mouth, Yvonne. She's sucked more tits and cunt for me than you'll ever see!"

I was momentarily shocked by the language and the implication of what David said. How long had Alison been involved with him?

Alison moved backwards and I was desperate to keep her mouth in contact with my breast so I followed. David moved behind me. He found the zip at the side of my dress and loosened it. Once it was unzipped he slid down my body then reached around and under Alison's head to loosen my bra. In moments that joined my dress at my feet and I was left standing in my black panties, suspender belt, stockings and high-heels.

Alison stepped back give a soft whistle.

"Isn't she stunning?" Alison asked. "I wonder if her pussy tastes as sweet as her breasts."

"Time for you to find out." David suggested.

Having initially been hesitant, deep inside her I knew I would be willing to let them do anything they wanted.

Alison took me by the hand and led me over to the couch. Alison barely shrugged her shoulders and her breasts popped free of her party dress. My eyes took in Alison's breasts and their hot pink nipples.

"Do you like my tits?" Alison asked. "Why don't you kiss them for me?"

David sat down on the other side of them. He had stripped to his shorts. He started rubbing his legs against mine. I turned around to him and he kissed my mouth in a wicked kiss, hip lips pressed firmly against mine, his tongue invading my mouth immediately. I gasped for breath when he suddenly released me.

"Now kiss Alison's tits," David commanded.

I found myself turning back to Alison and my lips came into contact with her breasts. My body trembled as I tasted Alison's salty flesh.

"Suck them," Alison moaned. "Open your mouth and suck at them hard!"

I found myself opening my mouth wider and sucking at Alison's flesh. At the same time I could feel David reaching around to cup my breasts and he caught my nipples between his fingers and began squeezing them hard. Pleasure rippled through my body. I hadn't wanted this to happen, but had now lost control.

I raised my head and kissed Alison's mouth. I gasped with pleasure as I felt Alison's mouth open and her tongue gently touch mine. I wiggled my tongue against Alison's.

"You've got tits that just fill up a man's hands." David said.

I was fast forgetting about everything else. The only thing I could think about was how David's hands massaged my breasts and how good Alison's tongue felt in my mouth.

"We've got to get your panties off," Alison said. "I want to touch your pussy!"

I stood with my legs straight and slightly parted as Alison stripped my panties down my long legs. I was still wearing my suspenders, stockings and shoes, and that served to excite Alison a little more. I moaned as I felt Alison's hand moving back up my legs, making its way along the exposed skin of my thighs and, finally, touching my pussy.

"That feels so nice," I moaned. "Nice!"

Alison's searching fingers quickly found my lips. I spread my legs wider as Alison's fingers started moving in and out of my pussy. Alison's probing fingers felt soft and experienced, and they touched all the right places inside me.

I felt myself being pulled back on the couch. I felt something hard and wet against my cheek. I turned my face and she realised that David had stripped off his shorts. His hard cock was rubbing my cheek.

"Kiss it," David said. "Kiss my big hard cock!"

I lifted my head and touched my lips to the head of his cock. He gasped and started rubbing his prick against her lips. I wanted to show a little resistance so I drew my head back but David grabbed both sides of my head and it back to him.

"Take it in your mouth," he said. "Take it in that hot mouth."

Now Alison was massaging my breasts with her free hands whilst her fingers continued to work in my pussy. Alison's stroking fingers sent shiver after shiver of pleasure through me. My lips gently caressed the end of David's cock. My lips opened and David's cock head slipped in. I opened my mouth wider and let his cock slide up over my tongue.

"That's it," David moaned. "That feels fantastic."

David leaned back and I followed his motion. My mouth slowly sucked up more of his cock, until his cockhead was at the back of my throat.

He slowly pulled his cock out of my mouth.

"Nice," David said. "Does it make your pussy hot to suck my dick?"

I had to admit that, together with Alison's ministrations, it definitely was. I lowered my head again and took his cock between my lips.

"Skim it with your teeth," David said.

I closed my mouth around his cock and started pulling my head back. I let my teeth graze his cockhead and I felt his groans of pleasure. He grabbed both sides of my head and thrust his cock inside my mouth.

"Suck it good," David said. "Suck it good and hard!"

Alison's fingers disappeared from me and out of the corner of my eye I saw that she was quickly undressing. As she slipped out of her underwear my mind flashed back to seeing her being fucked over a table at Sarah's party.

"Stretch out while you're sucking his cock," Alison said.

David was at the end of the sofa forcing me to stretch forward to maintain contact with his cock and Alison was at my feet. I stretched out on my stomach as my mouth worked on David's cock. I felt Alison's tongue playing on my bum cheeks, which made me shiver with pleasure. Then Alison's tongue slowly moved down to my pussy.

"Your pussy is so sweet Yvonne," Alison said. "I'm going to eat you. I know you'll enjoy it!"

A moment later I felt Alison's tongue probing at my pussy. I parted my legs a little as Alison settled in and her tongue began to get active.

"She likes what you're doing to her," David said "She's moaning like crazy around my cock.".

David moved his cock in and out of my mouth. I reached up with a hand and started playing with his balls. They felt heavy. It made me shiver as I thought about tasting his cum.

"Oh yes," David said. "Just keep sucking on my cock like that."

"She tastes sweeter than your cock," Alison said, as she lifted her head.

"Put your tongue deep inside her," David said.

Alison did more than put her tongue inside my pussy. Her tongue withdrew from my slit and searched out my clit. Shiver after shiver went through me. All I could think about was how good it felt.

Alison sucked at my clit until she had it inside her mouth. She held it under her tongue and started pulling at it with tiny jerking movements of her head. I almost screamed with pleasure. I closed my eyes and savoured the sensations going through me.

"Keep at it Alison," David said. "You're really making her hot now. You're really getting her worked up. Keep sucking on her clit!"

Alison's mouth was sucking hard on my clit. I could feel my pleasure building and I knew I wasn't going to last much longer. I moved my hips to work my pussy against Alison's mouth. What she was doing felt so good.

I could feel David's cock getting bigger and thicker inside my mouth.

"Yes, yes," David groaned. "I'm going to cum. I'm going to fill your mouth with my cum!!"

I thought I was prepared but the sudden thick spurting of his salty-tasting cum hit the roof of my mouth and then my throat. I drew my head back and start swallowing frantically, but some of his cum dribbled out of my mouth and ran down his cock. David pulled my head back and off his cock. I swallowed again and wiped my hand across my chin to wipe off the dribbles that had leaked onto my chin.

Alison was ramming her tongue into my pussy. It was making me crazy. I rubbed my breasts against the couch. The rough texture of the material against my nipples was almost too much for me to take.

"Eat me Alison," I moaned. "Please eat my pussy! Make me cum!"

I wanted to turn around and grab Alison's head and force her against my pussy and clit but I couldn't twist around. All I could do was put my face back against David's crotch. My tongue ran up and down his cock, licking the rest of his cum away. My pussy felt so good.

"Oh fuck!" I screamed, surprising myself with my language. "Oh yes, it feels good. Your tongue feels so good! I'm going to come. I'm cumming! Oh fuck yes!!"

Alison didn't move her face away from my pussy as I started cumming. I felt Alison swallowing my juices and then sucking for more. I felt weak as the last few shivers of pleasure went through me.

Alison raised her head. Her lips were smeared with juice. I started to turn over but felt Alison moving up my body. Alison was suddenly lying flat on top of me and I could feel Alison's breasts against my back.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"Alison's going to get herself off on you," David explained.

I didn't understand what he meant until I felt Alison rubbing her pussy against my spine and the top of my bum. Almost immediately I could feel the ripples of pleasure going through Alison's body. As she pressed against me her hands slid underneath me to grab my breasts.

Alison started panting and cursing, telling us she was cumming. I felt her juices being spread over my body.

David eased himself away from the couch, stroking his cock. I noticed that he was becoming erect again. As he moved away Alison lifted herself off me and dropped onto the floor next to the couch. She was still panting and breathing deeply. As she lay next to the couch her fingers drifted to her pussy and she stroked herself.

Initially I thought I was going to see David settle between Alison's legs but he walked past her.

I felt his hands on my ankles. I was too weak to object when he turned me so that my thighs dropped off the couch and my knees were on the floor. He released my ankles and took hold of my hand. He encouraged me to stand then walked me to the side of the couch.

As I faced the couch from the side David moved behind me. I could feel his cock against my bum. He moved us forward so that my thighs were against the arm of the couch then his hand pressed against my back so that I bent forward. I felt exposed as I was bent over the arm.

I felt David's cock head nestle against my pussy. He moved his cock up and down my slit, lubricating it with my fluids and the pre-cum that had to be leaking from his cock.

"Oh fuck me please!" I begged.

"Is that really what you want Yvonne?" he said as he continued to tease me.

"Yes please. I need to feel you in me!" I said.

"I told you she would beg for me Alison." He laughed. "That's another favour you owe me."

With one hand pressing down on me he must have used his other hand to line up with my slit then he eased his cock inside me in one long stroke. It felt so good to have something substantial inside of me after the fingers and tongues I had already experienced.

I felt his groin hit me as he bottomed out. He held himself fully embedded within me then flexed his cock as it was inside of me. I responded my gripping his tool with my internal muscles, eliciting a moan of pleasure from him.

I wanted to rock back and grind against him but my movements were constrained by my position. I imaged the view he had as he eased his length slowly out of me then back in. He set up a pace that he was comfortable with and I was quite happy feeling his length sliding in and out. His cock was thick enough to send pleasure through me as he stimulate the sensitive nerves around my entrance and inside my pussy.

David grasped my hips with his hands and increased his pace. I used one hand to support myself and played with my breasts using my other hand, mashing my flesh and pulling my nipple to increase my pleasure.

"Shove it in me!" I encouraged him. "Fuck me with your big cock!"

He continued to thrust in and out of me then suddenly he stopped. I used my muscles on him again and heard him groan.

"I can't hold out!" he shouted then thrust one more time into me.

I felt his sperm erupt from his cock and twisted my nipple in response. That was all I needed to send me over the edge again. I groaned out loud and flopped down, my head resting on the couch.

I felt a hand stroke my hair and turned my head to the side. Alison's face was next to mine. As she stroked my head her face moved towards mine and our lips met in a soft kiss. As we did so I felt another jerk of David's cock as he finished his own orgasm.

He held my hips still as he withdrew his cock. I felt some of his sperm be sucked out with his cock and it dribbled down my thighs.

Alison's lips disconnect from mine and I felt her move away.

I looked back down the couch to see Alison kneeling in front of David. As I watched she took his cock into her mouth and cleaned it of our combined juices. As she continued her ministrations David's cock started hardening.

"I was hoping she hadn't worn you." Alison said as David's revived cock slipped from her mouth.

David reached down and took hold of Alison's hands. As he encouraged her to stand he replied "And now it's your turn my dear."

David led Alison to one of the chairs opposite the couch. I followed them with my eyes and slowly turned myself on the couch so that I was sitting directly opposite them.

David sat in the chair with his legs together, his cock standing proud. I was impressed that a man of his age was hard once again. He turned Alison around to face me then encouraged her to move backwards. Alison parted her legs as David drew her hips down until I could see that her pussy was poised just above his cock.

Alison reached down between her legs and grasped David's cock. She directed it between her lips then eased herself down until it was fully embedded inside her.

"Oh yes lover, that feels so good." she said as she closed her eyes and savoured the sensations that I knew she was feeling, having recently been filled by the same cock.

David's hands moved from her hips up to her breasts. He started kneading the flesh and squeezing her nipples as Alison started moving up and down on his cock, using her arms to help her movements and control the depth of his penetration.

As I recovered from my exertions I felt myself drawn towards the couple. I eased myself off the couch and crawled on my hands and knees until I was at David's knees. I put my hands on his knees then raked my nails up and down his thighs as he played with Alison's breasts and she fucked herself on his cock.

I moved one hand to the top of David's legs and wrapped my thumb and finger around the base of his shaft. When Alison bottomed out my hand pressed against her clit, causing her groans of pleasure to increase. She pressed down more firmly against my hand and ground her clit in circles against my trapped hand.

On her next upstroke I turned my hand palm upwards so that when she next settled down it was against my palm. When she was in position I withdrew my hand until my fingertips pressed against her clit. She moaned again and I played my fingertips over her clit. She settled down completely and leaned back.

David continued to pull and twist her nipples as I assaulted her clit. Her pussy moved in circles but I maintained contact. Suddenly she screamed "Yes!" and leaned her head back. David immediately clamped his mouth over hers and they kissed as her hips and groin jerked in wild abandon.

I slipped my fingers away from her and she calmed down.

"God, that was just what I needed." She said as her mouth parted from David's.

They sat together joined at their groins and I knelt back on the floor and watched. David gently massaged Alison's breasts and tenderly kissed her neck and shoulders.

Once she had recovered Alison eased herself off David's lap. His cock was still hard and looked about ready to burst. Alison immediately dropped to her knees and parted David's thighs. She edged forwards until she was over his cock then she took hold of it and enclosed it with her mouth. As I watched Alison set up a rhythm sucking David's cock and stroking it. With her free hand she gestured to me and beckoned me forwards with her fingers. I joined her, pushing David's legs wider apart in the process, which caused him to edge nearer the end of the chair.

Alison removed her mouth from David's cock and urged me towards it. I hesitated only briefly and then stretched my lips around it once again. Alison continued to stroke David's cock as I sucked it. I saw her other hand dip down and under David.

I heard David groan and assumed Alison was playing with his balls. I moved my hand to join hers but his balls were free for me to play with. I moved my hand a bit further and found her hand under his bum. I traced my finger around and realised that she had a finger inserted up his bum hole.

David was jerking around and moaning so I assumed Alison had found his G-spot. Suddenly he groaned and stopped moving then thrust upwards and his cock spurted into my mouth. I had not been expecting it but kept my mouth around David's cock and I easily swallowed the small spurts that came from it.

We all froze in place as David came down from his high. I felt his cock soften inside my mouth and I allowed it to slip from between my lips. I turned towards Alison and smiled. She leaned towards me and gave me a quick kiss on my lips.

I'm not sure how long we sat there but it was probably only a minute or so. I was brought out of my reverie by David groaning.

"Good God, I've never felt so drained. You ladies have excelled yourselves. Alison, I hope you can persuade Yvonne to join us again."

I looked at Alison. I smiled at her again but neither confirmed nor rejected the suggestion.

After a little delay David realised that I was not going to respond immediately and said "Now, why don't you and Yvonne go to the ladies bathroom and clean up? I will see you at work on Monday."

Alison and I helped each other up off the floor. Both of us had slightly shaky legs. We picked up our clothes and made our way through a door that I hadn't noticed previously. I was thankful that we didn't have to make our way to the ladies I had used previously.

As we cleaned up, Alison apologised for setting me up and ensuring we were together for David when the party started winding down. I confirmed that I was a bit upset initially but that I had definitely enjoyed myself. I also said that, although I didn't rule it out completely, I would not commit to a repeat session with David. Alison nodded and said that she understood.

When we had cleaned up we walked back into the room but David was nowhere to be seen.

"He will have gone to his room. His wife will already be there." she said.

I remembered the recording that David had mentioned earlier. I needed to find out whether it still existed and, if so, how I could get hold of it or ensure it was destroyed. Alison said that she didn't know. David had mentioned it when he had first seen it but not since.

When we walked out of the room there were still about a dozen or party-goers still in the hotel bar.

There were a few questions asking where we had been and Tom and Peter said they had been looking for me. I just smiled and said that I was sure they had fun without me. We all had a final drink then we arranged through hotel reception for a taxi to pick us up and take us to our homes.