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ASL2: Chapter 53 "Chocolate and Cream"
🕑 Added 2022-02-11 16:00:06 +0000 UTC-- CHAPTER 53: Chocolate and Cream --
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-- FRIDAY, FEBRUARY 13, 2009 --
“Y’all ready for this?” I asked my two friends quietly as I closed the front door behind them.
Bert looked nervous. Lynne looked excited. I supposed those were good emotions to have in that order, rather than the other way around. Bert actually did look pretty excited too, but my buddy understandably had a touch of performance anxiety.
“You’ll be fine,” I told him.
“You’d think I’d start getting used to these situations after everything we’ve already done.”
I shrugged. “You keep going years between getting into these situations with me. You need to come over more often.”
Now Lynne shot me a look. “Now don’t start expecting this to be an everyday thing. My husband and I are gonna have a little bit of playtime on special occasions, but we’re not joining your little harem.”
“This is not a little harem,” Bert breathed, his eyes wide.
He wasn’t wrong.
It wasn’t quite the painting party when there had been twenty lingerie-clad girls in The Nest, but it was close.
Dawn, Adrienne, and Summer sat together on one of the couches. Kim, June, and Kirstie sat on the other one, and Nora was in the armchair. Tova, Mi-young, Paloma, and Neera sat together on the thick shag rug in front of the fireplace. Jayden, Jordyn, Zahri, and Quinn sat at the dining table, along with two newcomers I didn’t recognize: one was a willowy Latina with super-long dark hair; the other a tall, athletic Asian girl with bright blue hair and a big rack.
That meant there were seventeen girls in The Nest, and now eighteen with Lynne’s arrival. So like I said: not quite the painting party twenty, but it was close.
And at least I had help this time. I glanced over at Bert, popped my eyebrows, and remarked, “You take the nine on the left, I take the nine on the right, cool?”
“Nine?!?” Bert squawked incredulously.
I shrugged. “You want ten and I’ll take eight?”
“This is insanity.”
I chuckled and punched my buddy’s shoulder. “Relax. If the girls actually expected us to service ALL of them they’d have kept the ratio down. This is more of a hangout party for the girls to socialize and do whatever activities Adrienne’s cooked up with some sex thrown in for fun, or at least that’s how the painting party went a couple weeks ago. Even I couldn’t take on twenty girls all by myself, so the girls wound up doing a lot of work helping each other out.”
“That was the painting party two weeks ago. Even a Sex God would be hard-pressed to take on twenty-to-one,” Adrienne drawled as she sauntered up to us in the foyer. She turned her attention to Bert with a grin. “Eighteen-on-two, though? You guys can handle that, right?”
Bert looked a little pale, but I punched his shoulder again. “She’s trying to mess with you.”
“She’s succeeding.”
I turned back to Adrienne. “So what IS the theme tonight? I mean, I see all the ribbons, the ginormous balloons, and the other pink and red decorations. The big letters spelling out ‘THE NEST’ is obviously an attention-grabber. And I notice that every single one of the girls is in either black or white lingerie. But otherwise, I basically see a bunch of Tri-Delts in their underwear. How is this different from any other Friday?”
“Oh! Well, there are two parts to answer that question.”
“What’s the first?”
Adrienne grinned. “First of all, this is a Chocolate and Cream party.”
I arched an eyebrow, not understanding. “Chocolate and Cream?”
Adrienne giggled. “You’ll see.”
I sighed and shrugged. “And the second part?”
My Tigress had walked up to us wearing VERY sexy black lingerie, no doubt recently-released fashions from some high-end European designer. She wore a high-necked top made of black lace with more transparent panels than lace and a large heart-shaped cutout over her chest (which really put her amazing rack on display), a matching black lace garter belt holding up thigh-high black stockings, and matching panties that covered her crotch and ass but were tied together at the hips with string bows like shoelaces which were just begging me to tug them and make the panties fall off.
Bert had been staring rather obviously at the supermodel’s incredible half-naked body and hadn’t said a word. I had been a little distracted myself, and never really noticed the way she’d kept her right hand tucked behind her back this whole time. But now Adrienne drew her hand out with a flourish, brought her left hand to meet it, and moments later held up two black blindfolds - one in each hand dangling downward from her pinched thumbs and forefingers.
“Blindfolds? Again?” I chuckled and shook my head. The thing was, I didn’t feel manipulated in the slightest, and I was pretty sure Adrienne knew it. This was Valentine’s (almost), and a Tri-Delt Nest Valentine’s at that. I knew ahead of time what I was getting into, and she’d explicitly told me there would be a structure and a theme to the night’s festivities. Bert was along for the ride tonight, and I knew Adrienne wouldn’t do anything to him that might cause friction in his marriage. Long story short, I was cool with it… even the blindfolds. So with that in mind, I gestured to my Tigress and muttered in a resigned but amused tone, “Go ahead and say it.”
Adrienne beamed at me. “Trust me, Tiger. Trust me.”
****
The willowy Latina with super-long dark hair was a senior Tri-Delt named Aline Rodrigues who’d only come to America for college and had a thick Brazilian Portuguese accent. The tall, athletic Asian girl with the big rack and blue hair was Aki Hoshibata, and she spent a lot of time chattering with Kim in Japanese.
Both were friends of the Schenke Twins, and although tonight was my first time meeting either of them, it was important that I remembered their names immediately, because as expected with Adrienne’s blindfold games, guessing a girl’s identity was kind of a big deal. Bert, of course, was going to have a much harder time memorizing that many new names in such a short time span, but he did have a pretty good memory and nobody was going to hold it against him if he couldn’t quite pull it off.
As it turned out, the eighteen girls had been split up into two teams of nine: Team Chocolate (in the black lingerie) and Team Cream (in the white lingerie). Adrienne, Dawn, Summer, Kirstie, Nora, Tova, Mi-young, Paloma, and Neera were on Team Chocolate. Jayden, Jordyn, Kim, June, Lynne, Zahri, Quinn, Aline, and Aki were on Team Cream.
Once Queen Bee of The Nest Adrienne announced that we were getting the party started, the two big couches were rearranged on opposite sides of the coffee table from each other with extra chairs around them so that the two teams could each take a side. I was quite confused when three chessboards were brought out and placed side-by-side on the coffee table, began to get a vague idea when the boards were set up with black and white checkers, and then started smirking in surprise when the girls actually started playing checkers against each other. Adrienne matched up against Jayden. Kirstie matched up against June. And Neera matched up against Quinn.
“Wait, are we actually going to wait around while they play checkers?” Bert asked me quietly as we stood off to the side by the dining table. Each of us was drinking one of Neera’s special Ayurvedic smoothies.
I shrugged and muttered back, “Apparently.”
“I was hyperventilating inside thinking the girls were gonna take turns riding us while I strained and struggled to keep from blowing my load.”
“Oh, yeah, that’s totally still gonna happen later. Probably while we’re blindfolded and handcuffed to dining table chairs. You get used to it.”
Bert cocked an eyebrow, unsure whether I was being serious or not.
I simply smirked and added, “I told you these are hangout parties for the girls to have fun with Adrienne’s activities. We’ll get to the good stuff eventually, but you and I are accessories, not the main attraction.”
“You’re still my main attraction!” Dawn called over to me with a smile and a wave. She was pretty far out of earshot and with as much noise as the girls were making while chattering, I thought it impossible for her to have actually heard my voice.
Bert arched an eyebrow at me and pointed across his body in Dawn’s direction. “Did she just hear you from way over there?”
I simply smiled back at Dawn and then blew her a kiss.
A few minutes later, Adrienne, Neera, and June each won their games. The losers Jayden, Quinn, and Kirstie then each stood up, preened for their audience, and together all three removed their bras.
Bert practically did a spit-take. Exotic mixed-race Jayden had a very firm set of C-cups that would’ve been the envy of any lingerie model. Quinn was a Double-D busty blonde. And Cutie Kirstie fit right into Bert’s slender brunette physical type. When she felt Bert’s gaze, she deliberately gave him a cute pixie wink.
With wide eyes, he breathed, “Okay this night just got a LOT more interesting…”
****
The object of the evening was apparently to get the opposite team naked(ish). Each girl had four articles of clothing: tops, bottoms, and two stockings each. The thing was, the stockings didn’t count as articles to be removed. I think everyone collectively agreed the naked-except-for-gartered-stockings look was super-duper sexy (although Tova, Mi-young, and Aline wore elastic hold-ups), and instead the girls each wore two colored wristbands as their extra “points” to be removed. The intention was for the black or white stockings to serve as reminders of which team each girl was on.
Of course, the colored wristbands could’ve been used for team ‘uniforms’, but Bert and I definitely liked the stockings better. In any case, Adrienne already had the white bands from her “bracelet game”, and now that she had all these black bands, she asked me if I had any ideas for how to add them to the bracelet game as well.
“Easy,” I replied immediately. “Anal creampies.”
“Eww. Do we really want to use black for that?”
I nudged Bert and looked back at her. “How ‘bout getting DP’d?”
Adrienne arched her eyebrow at me and narrowed her eyes reproachfully.
“Strap-on Ben Juniors would count too,” I hedged.
Adrienne pursed her lips. “Maybe… I’ll keep thinking.”
In any case, the girls played a variety of competitions in which the losers lost their bras, panties, or colored wristbands. They played darts (a white and black set, naturally). They played one-on-one card games like “War”. They played Mancala and Jenga and Tic-Tac-Toe (and it's really hard to win at Tic-Tac-Toe). Neera and Zahri played another Grandmaster-level chess match, and this time I didn't interrupt them. Even Bert and I got to play some games too, although we obviously weren’t trying to strip each other’s clothes off.
But not all of the competitions were quite so innocent. Beer-chugging contests were probably one step above family board games. When butch Jordyn and Summer started sixty-nining with the first one to cum being the “loser”, Bert and I completely stopped playing our checkers game to watch. And then after about an hour of friendly competition, the titular Chocolate and Cream finally got put to good use.
Cute contemporary dancer Mi-young with the cat-ears headband was completely naked save for her black pull-up stockings and had lost both of her wristbands. Team Chocolate Captain Adrienne painted Mi-young’s tits with whipped cream and drizzled chocolate over the top, and then did the same thing to her neatly-trimmed muff. Little Lynne had also lost her clothes and her wristbands, so Team Cream Captain Jayden decorated her in the same way. Both girls were laid down on the floor in front of the fireplace atop beach towels, and then the two team captains went down on their opposing team’s “sacrifice” trying to (A) lick up all of the whipped cream and chocolate and then (B) make the girls cum.
The outcome turned out to be the subject of some dispute. Jayden managed to lick up all of the whipped cream and chocolate off of Mi-young’s body first and then fingerbanged the Korean cutie to a screaming orgasm less than a minute after she’d finished. Adrienne perhaps spent a little too long gnawing on Lynne’s perky titties after licking all the whipped cream and chocolate from them, so by the time she went down and started lapping up all of the whipped cream and chocolate in the pretty brunette’s crotch, she was a little bit behind.
The mental high of having Adrienne feasting on her tits had Lynne more hyped up than I’d ever seen her (and her pregnancy hormones in overdrive probably helped). When Adrienne started going down on her, Lynne went out of her freaking mind: she grabbed Adrienne’s head, wrapped her legs around the busy blonde’s shoulders, and shuddered in an epic orgasm before Adrienne had actually finished licking up all the chocolate and cream. So the matter of debate became: Who actually won?
“The rules were: (A) lick up everything and then (B) make her cum,” Jayden insisted.
“The rules were: (A) lick up everything AND (B) make her cum,” Adrienne shot back. “Nothing was specified about (A) having to take place before (B). I completed both requirements before you completed both of yours.”
Jayden continued to insist that only an orgasm taking place AFTER requirement (A) had been completed should count, and in the end Dawn came up with the solution.
“Easy,” my best friend said. “We can all collectively agree that the orgasm-satisfying condition (B) must take place AFTER everything is licked up, because… more orgasms, ladies. More orgasms. BUT, we declare nobody won this particular round between Adrienne and Jayden. Therefore, we need two more willing sacrifices.”
Five hands immediately shot into the air.
****
Jayden and Adrienne weren’t the only ones licking up chocolate and whipped cream off of the other girls. Dawn started cleaning off athletic Asian Aki next while Jordyn went to work on little Latina Paloma. Pretty much every girl in The Nest who still had points to lose got involved in the “cleaning” competitions. And the girls who had already lost all four points still got involved as the more-than-willing subjects to get “cleaned”. Actually, I think naughty Indian nymphomaniac Neera deliberately lost her next round of Connect 4 so she could lose her last bracelet and join the “to be cleaned” pool. Watching all that was almost better than sex.
Seriously, before tonight I never expected to see my hanamuguri licking up chocolate and whipped cream off of Kirstie Holland’s cute little body. I couldn’t tell who was more excited about it, Kirstie for getting cleaned or Bert for watching with wide-eyed rapture.
And I’m pretty sure Bert never expected to see Lynne go down on petite Mi-young and make the cute Asian girl start babbling orgasmically in Korean. I mean, by that point neither of them had any wristbands, and the girls were simply hooking up because they could.
Eventually, there were only five girls who had any points left:
For Team Chocolate: Adrienne’s big titties were bare naked and beautiful, but she still had her panties and both wristbands. Perhaps not unexpectedly, Dawn was fully-clothed; she hadn’t lost a single competition all night. (Seven points total)
For Team Cream: Kim had proven to be an expert gamer (and an expert rug-muncher) and still had three points. Quinn still had one band. And newcomer Brazilian Aline had two bands. (Six points total)
That meant that thirteen girls in the room had lost all their points and were out of the competition. But that didn’t mean the fun stopped: the silver lining in losing apparently was that the girls were out of the competition. Now, it was almost as if they had nothing better to do than to take advantage of the two swinging dicks in the room, namely me and Bert. Eternally horny Neera, for example, had come to sit beside me, slide her hand into my pants, and start giving me a handjob while giggling about how she couldn’t wait to get her mouth around my dick. Jayden spotted her and had to scold her to stop.
So that’s when Adrienne announced that they would be starting up the Team Competition. I was immediately confused. Wasn’t the whole 4-point bra/panties/bracelets thing the Team Competition?
Adrienne had laughed and told me, “Silly Tiger, we’re just getting started.”
Obviously, Bert and I had now spent a LOT of time watching the girls get naked, get painted with chocolate and whipped cream, and then eat each other out, all without any direct stimulation. We were both pretty horny by now and ready to get involved, so when Adrienne followed up her statement by stating: “First Team to suck off one of the guys gets three points.”
Neera, seated beside me, asked quickly: “Does it matter which guy?”
On the other side of me, Bert muttered, “I’m liable to blow in thirty seconds.”
Neera leaned over and leered at him. “Oooh, tasty cum AND the three points!”
“We’re flipping for it,” Jayden said with a laugh, producing one of the heavy gold Tri-Delt coins they used for ceremonial purposes: it had the Tri-Delt logo on one side and text on the other. “Call it, A.D.”
“Tails never fails. Especially when I want Tiger’s turgid, tumescent tool throbbing up my tailpipe.”
Everyone laughed.
“Damn, I’ll have to remember that one,” Jayden remarked. “Tails it is.”
“Team Chocolate picks Bert,” Adrienne announced. “Go get him, Neera.”
Jayden looked surprised. “After all that about Tiger this and Tiger that?”
Adrienne shrugged. “After what Bert just said about blowing in thirty seconds? I want the points!”
Nympho Neera was already on her knees in front of Bert, peeling off his pants while he stared down in wide-eyed wonder at the beautiful Indian girl with big eyes and really big breasts licking her lips hungrily. Angel face brunette Nora, my Cutie Kirstie, and skinny little Mi-young were quickly on their knees beside her. Meanwhile, my cute Chinese co-worker June, busty blonde Quinn, brown sugar Zahri, and newcomer Aline had pulled me over to the other end of the couch to give themselves some room, with June the one hungrily yanking down my pants.
Remember the days when June only put up with sucking your dick for efficiency’s sake?
Feels like a lifetime ago.
The Captains didn’t let the girls get started on us just yet, as Jayden was fiddling with a timer. Neera was panting in anticipation, kept reaching for Bert’s cock, and Nora actually had to slap her hand away twice.
Jordyn called out, “Hey, aren’t they supposed to be blindfolded?”
Dawn immediately replied, “Let ‘em watch. This one isn’t a ‘guessing’ competition.”
I looked over to my best friend and silently thought, ‘Thanks, Dawn.’
She beamed back at me. You’re welcome!
“Ready, set, go!” Jayden finally called.
Neera promptly swallowed Bert’s dick and started pumping her head. June nearly deep-throated me on the first try, but after that she kept her mouth up around my knob and used her hands to pump me.
“Hold out, Bert!” Lynne called. “Hold out for Team Cream!”
“Holy shit!” Bert grunted in amazement. Surely he never expected to be getting a blowjob from a busty freshman Tri-Delt while his wife not only allowed it, but egged him on to last even longer.
“Mr. Legendary Tri-Delt God of Sex had better fucking last longer than Bert, Tiger,” Adrienne scolded me a moment later.
Miracle of miracles, Bert held out. The downtime to get the game started certainly gave him some extra staying power. Jayden actually had the girls on a thirty-second timer, and when the beeper went off Neera groaned and pulled away so that Nora could take over. Busty blonde Quinn quickly took over sucking me.
The girls only took a second to switch between them, but those breaks combined with the abrupt changes in technique were enough to give both Bert and me breathers, and we both easily made it past the first two minutes. And then we made it past four minutes and were well on our way to six.
That’s when Nora and Kirstie figured out they could keep things going by not pulling off completely during the switches. Angel Face Nora had pulled her angelic face off when the beeper went off but kept her hand pumping until Cutie Kirstie had surrounded Bert’s knob with her mouth. Only then did Nora pull her hand away to let Kirstie take over. Brazilian Aline pointed it out to caramel-colored Zahri and told her teammate to do the same at the next switch.
Over by the fireplace, a girl started moaning orgasmically, and I glanced up for a second to find Jordyn reclining on her elbows on the shag rug with Paloma’s head between her thighs. I smirked and looked back down at Zahri’s head bobbing up and down my shaft. Then the beeper went off and Zahri kept her hand pumping until Aline got my knob into her mouth and only then let the sleek Brazilian girl take over.
This being my first physical contact with Aline, I of course had started building up a new Playbook page for her. I mean, I hadn’t been able to actually touch her yet apart from holding her head while she gave me a blowjob, but I still catalogued everything else I knew about her. She was tall, perhaps 5’9” with a willowy figure and long dark hair that hung to her waist. She had a sensuous mouth and expressive hazel eyes, with a figure that made me think she could be right up there with all the famous Brazilian Victoria’s Secret models.
Throughout the night, Aline had been very “chill”. She was a quiet girl, unlike most of the other Tri-Delt Nesters who had the kind of big outgoing personalities that would lead them to hooking up with a guy they barely knew. Since she and Aki were the two “new” girls, I had approached them early on to chat them up and get to know them better. While Aki had been friendly and conversational, Aline had regarded me coolly and replied with short answers, to the point where I genuinely wondered why she was here.
After that conversation, I concluded that Aline wasn’t really interested in me or Bert, but had rather come to this party for the purpose of messing around with her friends. I resolved to be hands-off with her, and told Bert the same. So you can imagine my surprise when the lovely Brazilian babe parked herself in front of me to start up the blowjob rounds.
The girl came alive with my dick in her mouth. She hummed and moaned as if tasting the most heavenly dessert imaginable, and she deep-throated me with ease. She banged her head up and down, stared up at me with those smoky hazel bedroom eyes, and generally gave me the blowjob of a lifetime thirty seconds at a time.
Bert and I both made it past six minutes, but Bert was really straining at his limits. He was flushed bright pink all over and sweating like a stuck pig. He had thrown his head back and closed his eyes as if the mere sight of Neera’s pretty face bobbing up and down in his lap would be enough to push him over. I, on the other hand, was used to this and didn’t feel in any immediate danger of popping despite June’s best efforts. I figured I’d wait just long enough to let Bert cum and win the points for Team Chocolate before unloading into whichever girl happened to be next. Maybe I could even time things so I’d cum when he did and it would be a tie.
Aline had other ideas. Miracle of miracles, Bert made it through the gauntlet and got past Neera, Nora, and Kirstie. Teenybopper Mi-young was enthusiastic but I already knew her to be a less-skilled fellatrix than the others. But while I’d easily held my nut through June, Quinn, and Zahri, when I got to the Brazilian beauty this time, she took things up another notch.
Swallowing me to the root in one go, Aline reached up with her fingernails and started scratching my balls. She also began rippling her throat, milking my shaft for every drop of sperm, all while staring up at me intensely with those fiery hazel eyes.
Almost like Adrienne’s eyes. You do love Adrienne’s hazel eyes. Maybe even more than blue eyes?
You’re trying to bait me with symbolism. I’m not biting.
In any case, what Aline was doing to me felt amazing, but while she brought me close to the brink, I knew I could hold out and waited for the beeper to go off again.
And then she slithered a finger up my ass.
I jerked at the unexpected sensation and abruptly lost Kegel muscle control. I grabbed Aline’s head, pinned it down against my crotch, and reflexively thrust upwards. She took the thrust with aplomb, not even choking. And I grunted and groaned in unexpected anguish while volleying great gouts of creamy cum straight down her still-milking throat.
“Team Cream wins!” Jayden crowed.
“AAAAUUUUGGGGHHHH!!!” Bert howled a second later, releasing his own load straight into Mi-young’s mouth.
I relaxed my grip on Aline’s head as the initial shock wore off. She backed all the way off and continued jacking my prick with both hands, sending my remaining spurts across her forehead and cheeks. Over and over again I fired, having built up quite the sizable load after everything I’d witnessed today. And in the end I left a veritable Jackson Pollock painting on her pretty face.
I wasn’t the only one backed up after all the visual stimulation, and inexperienced Mi-young couldn’t quite take Bert’s entire load. She had to pull off to breathe and wound up getting half a facial as well. A moment later, the cute Korean girl squealed in surprise as Lynne tackled her, going after her husband’s sperm.
Dawn, likewise, grabbed Aline a second later and started licking my cum off the Brazilian girl’s face. Summer quickly joined her, and the girls ended up in a wicked hot three-way kiss sharing my semen on their tongues between them. But as hot as it was to see that sight, I found myself wilting a bit under Adrienne’s baleful gaze.
“You actually LOST?!?” she exclaimed incredulously.
I guess Adrienne’s competitive streak actually outweighs her love for you.
It doesn’t mean she loves me any less. She’s just shocked, and I don’t blame her. I’m pretty surprised myself.
I wonder what ELSE that soft-spoken Brazilian beauty can do.
Whaddaya say we find out before the night is done?
Dude, it’s like you can read my mind!
****
Now that Bert and I were momentarily out of commission, we were of no further use to the crowd. Adrienne (who was rather annoyed at me) sent both of us into the kitchen to rehydrate and eat something, and so I found myself alone with my buddy for a bit, drinking Gatorades and eating fruits like pineapple and similar foods that would (A) give us quick calories and (B) make our semen taste better.
Priorities, you see.
Out in the living room, I could hear Adrienne and Jayden holding court about the next phase of their Pre-Valentine’s Chocolate and Cream Party but didn’t pay them much attention. I was sure we would get recalled once they needed us. For example, those blindfolds still hadn’t yet been put to use.
“Congratulations, bro,” I remarked to my buddy while extending a fist.
Bert was mid-swig and finished swallowing before gasping, grinning, and bumping my fist. “What the hell happened there? I figured you’d have beaten me easily.”
“Apparently so did everyone else, but Aline thought otherwise. She took me by surprise and wormed a finger into my ass.”
Bert made a face. “And that’s a good thing?”
“Not usually my jam, but she caught me off guard and I briefly stopped holding my ejaculation back.”
“Ahh.”
“Fair warning in case she tries it on you.”
Bert snickered and shook his head. “If you’d told me a month ago I’d be here in this house with eighteen girls out there - most of whom I’ve never met before - taking turns sucking my dick, I never would’ve believed it.”
“And fucking you too, although we haven’t gotten there yet.”
“I thought the Tri-Delt Blowjob party had been insane. But this?” Bert set his Gatorade down, put all ten fingers to the sides of his head, and then spread them out slowly, the pop culture mime for a mind being blown, complete with sound effects. “As for the fucking part, are we really doing this today?”
I took note of Bert’s narrowed eyes and furrowed eyebrows. “Doing what, exactly?”
“Well I just realized that it actually has been a month - almost to the day - from the time you asked me upstairs in your bedroom if I’d be interested in quote, ‘helping you out’.”
“You’re not talking about June and Kim right now, are you?”
“You know who I’m talking about.”
I exhaled slowly. “I’m not trying to actively set up a threesome with Dawn tonight.”
“You’re not, okay, just so we’re clear.” Bert nodded slowly. “I promise I’ll keep my hands off her or turn her down if she approaches me.”
“Whoa, whoa, I didn’t say that. If Dawn approaches you, by all means go right ahead.”
Bert blinked. “What?”
I chuckled. “You think I don’t remember the look on your face whenever she wore that German beer maiden costume for us? I know you’re into girls who look like Lynne, but Dawn is--”
“Dawn’s a fucking Goddess of Sex. I love my wife and she’s the most beautiful woman in the world, inside and out. But you know Dawn’s always been absolutely incredible to me.”
“Then if she approaches you, by all means go right ahead,” I repeated.
Bert’s eyes narrowed again. “Is that what this is about? Presenting me as an… opportunity? Having me available here and then just… see what she does?”
I frowned and shook my head. “Adrienne, Dawn, Jayden, and Kirstie set up tonight all on their own without my input whatsoever. Nothing about tonight has anything to do with me.”
“But you’re still curious what she’s gonna do.”
I sighed. “She explicitly stated she wouldn’t touch you.”
“And she hasn’t shown any inclination to approach me thus far.”
“I’m not gonna make her, either. She has her reasons for choosing to remain Ben-ogamous, valid reasons that make sense to me, and it’s not my place to tell her to go fuck you or anything like that. But at the same time, I’ve made clear that if she wants to… and if you want to… that’s perfectly fine by me.”
Bert’s eyes narrowed once more. “You say the word ‘fine’ but then you swallow thickly while you’re saying it.”
I waved him off. “I’m not jealous or possessive about this. I mean of course there’s a part of me that would love to keep all the toys to myself, but I made clear a long time ago that I totally trust you, and I trust Lynne, and that if Dawn ever wants to feel a second dick there’s no one else in the world I’d be happier for her to be with than you. If I’m swallowing thickly it’s because I know a little better now what’s going through her head and why she’s so adamantly opposed to having you and me DP her, even though less than a year ago back in May she was perfectly fine with Brooke’s boyfriend Andrew helping me plug her up.”
Bert’s eyebrows rose and he leaned in, whispering, “You and Dawn had a foursome with Brooke and her boyfriend?”
I read the interest in my buddy’s eyes. “Don’t even…”
“Your sisters are effing hot, man.”
“I’m seriously gonna find a trash can to throw you over.”
“What happened to ‘I totally trust you’ and ‘There’s no one else in the world I’d be happier--’”
“Don’t touch my sisters, fucker. That’s a Bro Code violation there.”
“Pretty sure it was a Bro Code violation for you to fuck my wife.”
I blinked. “In all seriousness, if you’re not comfortable with--”
“Relax, I’m just playing with you. Sorta. I mean, I genuinely am perfectly fine with you giving Lynne a ride every now and again because I see how much she enjoys it. Honestly, I was just leveraging that guilt into getting you to let up on the ‘no sisters’ thing.” Bert whistled and shook his head. “Good lord, look at how this shit is going to my head. You’re a bad influence, man. I still haven’t had sex at this party yet and I’m already thinking, ‘Hey… there might actually be a chance with one of Ben’s sisters?’”
I sighed. “Honestly, if one of them actually approached you, I’d be cool with it. I’ll mutter ‘Back off, fucker’ in jest, but really, I’d be cool.”
Bert nodded slowly. “Thanks, man. I still think that stuff is in the ‘never in a million years’ category, but it’s nice to dream there might actually be a chance. All of your sisters… truly… world-class beauties.”
“I know.”
“I know you do.” Bert waggled his eyebrows, and I promptly shoved him into the counter, but not that hard. He laughed and picked up a small fork to spear another piece of pineapple.
I took another swig of Gatorade and also resumed snacking.
“Just so we’re clear,” he began shortly after swallowing. “If any of the girls approaches me - except Adrienne - you’re cool with whatever happens, right?”
I nodded. “Right.”
Bert sighed dreamily and stared out the open doorway of the kitchen where eighteen mostly-naked women waited for us to ravage them. “Un-fucking-believable… Have I mentioned lately how glad I am that I met you freshman year?”
“Uh, no, can’t remember.”
He shook his head in mild disbelief and gestured towards the doorway. “Thank you, Ben. Thank you for everything.”
****
When Adrienne called me and Bert back out into the living room, we found that all of girls had gotten naked (save for their color-coordinated stockings) regardless of how many points they should’ve had remaining. I think they banked the points to the team or something (I wasn’t really trying to keep score). That meant Dawn had finally removed her bra and panties, and it wasn’t hard to tell where Bert immediately started staring, although he quickly got engrossed in scanning the room for everyone else as well.
As expected, the blindfolds came out then and Bert and I were not only parked onto dining table chairs in front of the fireplace, but also handcuffed to the chairs as well. I grumbled about the handcuffs at first, but Adrienne promised me we’d get unhandcuffed soon, so I put up with it. The next thing I knew, Bert started gasping and groaning while the girls started cheering. And a moment after that, I felt a warm, wet pussy sinking down onto my dick.
Whoever was riding me did so reverse cowgirl, and with my hands cuffed to the chair I couldn’t do anything to discern the identity of my current sex partner apart from perhaps her weight and the lushness of the buttocks in my lap. Those two clues really didn’t help me at all apart from perhaps categorizing the more voluptuous girls against the more petite ones, and after a minute or two I stopped trying. To this day I have not one fucking clue who was riding me nor even what the competition was about. The girls just kept hooting and hollering while the one in my lap kept gyrating and shaking. If I had to guess, it was some kind of dancing competition for artistic merit? Only with a dick in her twat?
Five different girls rode me that way, and all of the girls present were careful to not shout names or other identifying information. I have no idea who won or for what they might’ve won for. I was basically a human dildo who existed solely for the girls’ entertainment.
That was fine with me, and I had no complaints. I mean yeah, I loved to be in the dominant position seizing and inseminating left and right whenever I pleased, and that charter was still on the wall. But every now and again I was cool with letting the girls have their way with me like this. It reminded me that despite whatever connotations the outside world might have about the term “harem”, or whatever conclusions they might draw if they saw the seize and inseminate charter, my relationship with each and every girl under this roof was entirely consensual and equitable for both sides.
And then Adrienne removed the handcuffs.
The girls also turned around to face me.
And it made all the difference in the world.
I mean, I was still blindfolded, but rather than getting mindlessly ridden by anonymous lovers, I now had the ability to let my hands roam all over supple young flesh, grab asscheeks, and duck my head to suckle at succulent nipples. Having undergone a similar experience exactly two weeks ago during the twenty-on-one painting party, I was actually pretty good at guessing the identities of my lovers.
Not that guessing their identities was part of any challenge. I would’ve had a supremely unfair advantage over Bert in that regard, given that nearly all of the girls were brand-new to him. The girls were riding me rough and with great urgency, and they started switching off at regular intervals. If I had to guess, I figured that Bert and I were two separate challenges, with members of both teams riding him and members of both teams riding me, and whichever team got us to pop would get the points - not that anybody actually told me that was the criteria; it just sorta made sense. So with that little challenge in the back of my head, I buckled down on my Kegels, determined to last longer than Bert just for the sake of doing so after my blowjob contest failure.
Like I said: I was pretty good at guessing the identities of my lovers. Adrienne had started riding me first (there was no mistaking my Tigress’s heavenly pussy), followed by Jayden, and then Dawn, and then Jordyn, all for two minutes at a time before the beeper went off. Much like with the blowjobs, the time it took for the girls to switch gave me little reprieves to keep from cumming. But the two-minute limits also made it so the girls wouldn’t really have enough time to get themselves off. I mean, if I was in the dominant position with the ability to take control of a girl’s body, I could probably pull it off. But seated on a chair and blindfolded, I wasn’t able to unleash my full arsenal of tricks.
No matter, the girls were having fun. Orgasms did not seem to be the name of the game, except perhaps for getting me and Bert to cum. Lovely Latina Paloma’s pliant pussy went next, and then Zahri.
Having failed to correctly guess brown sugar babe Zahri last time, in the intervening two weeks I’d gone to the extra effort of mentally cataloging the unique properties that made Zahri… Zahri. I relished the feel of her well-padded booty in my hands, and she had a particular pebbly texture to her nipples.
“Zahri… Zahri… Zahri…” I moaned in rhythm with the way the black beauty bounced in my lap. “You feel so good…”
“Osha pra pra,” she moaned back. I had no idea what that meant, but it sounded like a compliment. “You’re spoiling me, Ben. You make me go kolo. I don’t know if I can ever go back to regular boys after this.”
I chuckled and whispered into her ear. “At least with a regular boy you wouldn’t be limited to only two minutes at a time, right?”
She giggled and mashed my face into her titties. “Promise we’ll do this again without the timer, abi?”
“Promise.”
The timer went off, of course, and Zahri gave me one last quick kiss before dismounting. Even blindfolded I could immediately tell Nora climbed on me next, and we were off to the races when Bert finally lost his load.
From over to my left, I heard my buddy groaning and crying out his anguish as he emptied himself out into… someone. I have no idea who. That meant the focus was now all on me, and I found myself wracking my brain to remember who was on Team Chocolate. I knew I shouldn’t have favorites, but I did since my Nestmates were all on the same team. And after failing to give my Tigress her points for the blowjob competition, I felt determined to not let her down again.
Aline had other ideas again. I had been buried inside Nora when Bert came, but Nora’s timer ran out before I could give her a cream filling. Having never been inside Aline’s pussy before, I didn’t know at first who had mounted me, although the alternating format of my lovers told me that it had to be someone from Team Cream. Given my intimate knowledge of sixteen out of eighteen of the girls in the room, I knew it wasn’t any of them, which only left Aline and Aki. And Aline’s body was simply sleeker and less voluptuous than Aki’s, making identification easy.
Of course, the Brazilian babe banged her body up and down my erect shaft intent on getting me to inseminate her for the points. She purred into my ear before biting it roughly, mashed her perky tits into my face, and expertly used her milkmaid muscles to try and make me cum.
But I wasn’t going to let a brand-new Tri-Delt just waltz into my house and one-up me again. It was MY turn to pop a finger into Aline’s anus, and she squirmed and groaned when I grabbed her ass and started manhandling her much lighter body on top of me. Digging my fingernails into her firm but well-rounded Brazilian booty, I mashed her crotch down against my pelvic bone, forcing her clit to rub up against me while pumping my prick into her pussy as best I could while seated in a damn, fucking dining table chair.
What I wouldn’t give for a proper bed right now, or even a couch.
It would have to do. I could mentally hear the clock ticking, and figured I had about thirty seconds to go. I squirmed my middle finger deeper into her ass and used it as a handhold to really hammer her body up and down in my lap. Aline had surrendered to my manipulations, no longer seeking to get me to blow my load as she desperately reached for her own climax before time ran out. And with only seconds to spare, she finally got there, throwing her head back and babbling Portuguese gibberish in a thick accent while she thrashed and spasmed in my lap.
I really didn’t get it all, but some of the phrases I think I heard included:
“Raios me fodam!”
“Puta de merda!”
“Filho da puta!”
Actually, a lot of her curses had the word “puta” in them.
“Vai pro caralho!”
The point is: Aline came, and she came HARD. The beeper had gone off long ago but she remained slumped in my lap, head over my shoulder, unable to move. The other girls let her rest, fully understanding how that first orgasm with Big Ben, Legendary Tri-Delt God of Sex could be a bit overwhelming, and although some came to rub her back or otherwise say words of encouragement or congratulations, nobody tried to pull her off.
Meanwhile, Bert was getting a recovery blowjob from one or more fellatrices. I gathered that the girls weren’t done with us yet, so after Aline finally dismounted I figured we should get this show on the road.
Neera went next but after so much downtime after Aline, I wasn’t anywhere near ready to blow. Aki went after her, and I found myself enjoying a brand-new lush Tri-Delt’s body to explore, although we only had two minutes and didn’t have the time to get either of us off.
I would’ve given Kim the points for Team Cream just because she was Kim, but she seemed more into just going for a ride. That’s when Adrienne finally said, “Fine, fine, ladies. Lemme show you how it’s done.”
The next two minutes were some of the greatest two minutes of my life. And yes, Adrienne got herself blasted full of millions of wriggling Big Ben sperm.
Then it was my turn to get a recovery blowjob, and I distinctly recall Summer’s special techniques. After that the girls left my blindfold on but allowed me to get up and start fucking them while they were lined up in a row and bent over one of the couches. Summer, June, Kirstie, Lynne, Tova, Jordyn, and Mi-young all got railed three minutes at a time. I was amped up and in a mood now, finally able to stand and take charge. I also had an extra minute to work with, and the results spoke for themselves when I gave ALL of them orgasms one after the other.
That’s when somebody pushed me into Dawn’s ass. There was no mistaking my best friend’s bunghole, and I groaned and leaned down to gently kiss the back of her neck. And then I stood up straight, got a good grip on my silver-haired best friend’s hips, and started to really lay down the lumber.
Ladies and Gentlemen, we have finally come to the anal portion of our evening.
Awesome.
No timer went off. Nobody interrupted us. As it turned out, the competition part of the Team Chocolate versus Team Cream was over, and we basically just had a twenty-person free-for-all from that point on (although they made me keep that fucking blindfold on). Thinking I still had a three-minute limit, I had started off railing Dawn’s rectum at hyperspeed, but Summer actually told me the games were over and I didn’t have to rush. I pounded my best friend’s booty until she had a screaming orgasm. When I pulled out, somebody shifted me over to the right, and I found myself easing up a beautiful girl’s backdoor once again.
Jayden was next, and I had always found a particular pleasure pounding the Tri-Delt President’s compact pipeline. Next was Summer’s muscular rear end. And then I got to experience a brand-new butthole when I felt Aki’s unfamiliar asshole surrounding my stiff shaft. That knowledge actually got me to claim new territory, and I blasted my third wad of the evening deep into the depths of the athletic Asian girl’s ass.
But I was nowhere near done yet. Adrienne had given both me and Bert her special pills for tonight, no surprise. So within two minutes I was back to drilling assholes like an oil derrick one after another after another.
I crammed my cock into my cutie Kirstie’s colon. I assaulted Angel Face Nora’s asshole. I reamed out nymphomaniac Neera’s rectum. I plundered Paloma's pliant patootie. And gymnast Tova’s ultra-tight tailpipe barely fit my turgid tool.
Having promised to return to Zahri, I actually asked for her by name. In less than a minute, I had her parked on the couch with her legs thrown over my shoulders, palming her big tits while I blasted my big dick up her backdoor until she screamed in exquisite agony.
I got my dick into Aline’s Brazilian booty after that, and I found myself wanting to claim new territory once again. But she screamed her satisfaction sixty seconds into my speedy shafting, and she got tapped out for my Mei Mei June instead. And just like one of our brainstorming session quickies, after banging her tight little booty from behind for five minutes or so, when I grunted that I was about to cum, she growled, “Out”, pushed me back, and then spun around to take my dick straight from her ass into her mouth and let me unload every last drop down into her gullet.
FINALLY the girls let me take my blindfold off.
Well, actually, I took it off then and nobody complained. In hindsight, I probably could’ve gotten away with taking it off earlier. I found that Bert was seated on the armchair with arms askew and his head back, still blindfolded, looking absolutely EXHAUSTED. But his chemically-hardened prick was still functioning, and he presently had nymphomaniac Neera bouncing her cute bubble butt up and down his prick reverse cowgirl while Mi-young squatted before her eating her out. Lynne stood beside the armchair, rubbing her husband’s forehead whispering sweet nothings into his ear. And Kim stood on the other side, also whispering but pausing to hold his head and make out with him every now and again.
Adrienne, Jayden, Jordyn, and Kirstie all sat at the dining table, still naked but in no immediate need to participate in the rest of the orgy. They were drinking wine and chatting gaily, laughing about something or other. But when Jordyn noticed me sitting up and looking around, she leaned over to Adrienne and said something inaudible over the ambient noise while miming that I’d taken off my blindfold. Adrienne smirked, rolled her eyes at me, and returned to her conversation.
Jordyn then sauntered over to me, sank to her knees beside June, and leaned forward, clearly interested in taking over blowing me. June grinned and moved away, letting the Tri-Delt Pledge Mistress bow down and take over reviving my dick for another round.
I stared down at her pretty face, keeping it half-turned so that she presented me with the shaven side of her head and the long side of her hair hung down to the side that didn’t block my view. But I soon picked up my gaze and looked around the room.
Girls were still having sex all over the room. Aline was folded in half on the couch right next to me with her legs thrown over Aki’s shoulders while the athletic Asian girl pounded her with a strap-on Ben Junior. Tova and Paloma were sixty-nining on the floor nearby. And Dawn was doing the most quintessentially Sex Goddess thing she could be doing right now:
Dawn had Nora, Quinn, Zahri, and Summer lined up and bent over the other couch, taking turns sodomizing them all one after the other with a double-ended Ben Junior.
“That looks fun. Wanna go line up next to them?” I asked Jordyn.
The gorgeous Schenke twin grinned around my meat, pulled off, and then went to go park herself next to Summer.
Dawn smiled at me as I stepped alongside her and she actually reached out to me for a fist bump. She was presently pounding Nora’s asshole, and I eased myself into Jordyn’s exquisite rear entry. Dawn reached around Nora and fingered the Angel Face’s clit until she came, and then she pulled out and switched over to black sugar Zahri’s bodacious booty. Next for me was busty blonde Quinn’s stretched sphincter. And after that I sodomized Summer’s sweet ass.
Anal Queen June got back in line to get her bunghole burglarized, but Dawn actually beat me to her. Quinn got out of line to go park her ass on Bert’s upright prick in the armchair, but Paloma quickly took her place. I also noted that Lynne had taken off Bert's blindfold, and he stared in awe at busty blonde Quinn as she sank her ass onto his upright shaft.
Aline and Aki came over to join us on the OTHER side of the couch, and we ended up with double rows of girls bent over the backrest from both sides. June kneeling on the cushion started making out with Aki over the backrest while Dawn kept drilling June, and I circled around to sodomize Aki instead just so Dawn and I could grin at each other while our anal receptacles were kissing. With a giggle, she leaned forward and high-fived me. Then she shifted over to plunder Paloma’s poop chute while I slammed into Aline and started banging the Brazilian girl’s booty once again. And then Dawn pounded Jayden while Zahri circled around to make out with her pledge mistress, and I switched over to vandalize the black beauty’s bunghole.
Bert then got up enough energy to come join us, and collectively we ended up with nine girls bent over that one couch, including Lynne: three on the cushions, two over the armrests, and four across the back side. And Bert, Dawn, and I merrily went on our way in a big clockwise circle just pounding one slutty asshole after another.
Believe it or not, the girls tapped out before I did. For the twenty-on-one, it had been a real struggle for me to satisfy so many girls and they’d spent a lot of time entertaining each other. Tonight, not only did we have a second dick with Bert, but I gathered that Dawn had spent a lot of time wielding that double-ended Ben Junior mowing down Tri-Delts like she was born to do it. In the end, I switched back over to Aline’s asshole just so I could (A) actually claim new territory like I’d wanted earlier and (B) get a measure of revenge for her making me pop my top early during the BJ competition.
I made her cum one last time, of course. She was sleek and sexy and it was so much fun to bunch up her super-long dark hair in my hands and tug on it while I royally ravaged her rectum.
“Raios me fodam!”
“Puta de merda!”
“Filho da puta!”
“Vai pro caralho!”
And finally, “AAAAUUUUGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!”
“UUUURRRRGGGGHHHH!!!” I grunted and groaned as I slammed forward one final time and filled up the Brazilian beauty’s bowels with all my remaining sperm. “Ungh! (double-up) Ungh! Ungh!”
“AAAAUUUUGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!” Aline howled again as she collapsed against the backrest. I fell with her, pinning her beautiful body between me and the couch. And together we screamed in simultaneous orgasm.
Eventually, our voices died down. Aline remained bent over, her forearms and the top of her head now braced on the cushion to the other side. Aki had moved around there and was kissing the worn-out girl’s cheek and whispering something while Aline giggled and clenched her cum-soaked colon one last time around my cock.
At last I pulled out, looked around, and realized that everyone else was pretty much done. I’d cum five times (Aline’s face-painting, Adrienne’s pussy, Aki’s ass, June’s ATM, and now Aline’s ass), and yet I was still hard.
No worries. I had circled around to sit down on the couch, taking deep breaths and pondering just what I should do with my chemically-hardened unflagging erection, when a sweaty but satisfied gorgeous redhead came to kneel beside me. Summer leaned into my ear and whispered softly, “Would Master like Pet to keep his penis warm with her exquisitely hot asshole?”
Ummm… yes… obviously.
I fucking loved my life.
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Comments
Bluedragonauthor
This is still my draft form. I would very much appreciate your native help. Can you give me phrases I can use to replace all of them?
Rodrigo Melo
"raios me fodam" is not a thing here in Brazil, you can change that to "Fode" which has the same use for "fuck" you can also use "me fode" which means "fuck me". And "Vai pro caralho" is more of an insult, is like saying "Go fuck yourself", try to use "Caralho" according to the diccionary it means cock, but we brazilians often use as a curse.
Wookey
Am liking Summer more and more.
