New Year's Eve - Part II
2007-01-14 @ 8:54 p.m.

Sorry for the delay. Computer woes for a day or two. Also, this is a very long entry. I didn't want to break it down into three parts, so it became my magnus opus. If you don't enjoy lengthy entries, this isn't for you. Also, much happened, so some poetic license was taken to give you the tenor of the evening.

The girls retired to the second floor to change. We had decided on a lingerie theme and everyone came prepared.

That morning, I asked Steve if there was something special I could wear for him. He said he'd like me to wear stockings, with garters and heels. Outside of that, he did not voice a preference.
I chose a black bustier, with garter belt, stockings etc. I also wore my black heels. Very classic. Few people can go wrong with black lingerie.

Ember wore a cute, lace bra and panty set. It came with a satin half-slip with a pretty lace hem. I liked it so much (but not in pink, which she had) that it went on my shopping list. Kit wore a white teddy. She looked fabulously hot, as usual. Natalie wore a brown baby doll, with black trim. Who the hell wears brown lingerie? She looked like a giant, chocolate truffle.

We did not hurry. We dressed, talked and shared a bottle of wine (or two). We thought it'd be nice to let the men wait: Anticipation as aphrodisiac.

Kit and I were the last to go downstairs. Oh, this was pretty funny. While walking downstairs, running my mouth and looking over my shoulder to talk with Kit, I almost fell. Yep! Almost took a header in my bustier and heels. Imagine if I were seriously hurt and EMS had to come to the house? So, the Queen of the Dorks still lives.

Most of the party was in the livingroom. People talked, enjoyed a drink and we girls had the attention of ten men. No one was pushy or obnoxious and clothes did not fly off. It was actually pretty relaxed.

I dimmed the lights a bit. Luke, Kit, Steve and I went to the study. Kit was the first one on the Sybian. She straddled the seat and Luke put the setting on vibrate. She did not actually insert the attachment. Not initially. I stood nearby and watched. Steve stood behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist (love that move, by the way, makes me feel warm and secure).

As Kit enjoyed the Sybian, an occasional observer would pop into the study. The funny thing was, most of them ignored Kit, questioning Luke about the settings, attachments, etc. Only men of my generation would ignore a half-naked, beautiful woman riding a toy to orgasm to talk to other men about gadgets.

While we watched, Steve's hand drifted under my thong. "You're wet," he said.

"Yes, very."

Then he whispered in my ear: "What are you going to do tonight?"

"What would you like me to do?"

He kissed my ear. "I want you to be a slut."

I looked back at him and smiled. "Babe," I said. "I'm wearing a bustier, garters and heels, watching my friend ride a Sybian while there are eight guys in the other room. I think you got your wish."

When Kit finished, it was my turn. I've never been much of a toy girl. When it comes to self-pleasure I usually let my fingers do the walking. The whole Sybian thing was new to me. In fact, other than the name, I had only a vague idea of what it was all about. I climbed on and, like Kit, did not insert the attachment. Instead, I sat up against the attachment and enjoyed the vibrations.

"Do I get something if I can stay on for eight seconds?" I asked. Then Luke turned it on. It was an interesting, pleasurable sensation. While I was on, a few of the guys wandered in, watched for a while, and then left. Ember eventually entered the study, watched and waited for her turn. I was on the Sybian for ten minutes. I didn't climax but it lit the fires.

Ember was next. I went back into Steve's arms and watched. Jason came into the room wearing nothing but his boxer-briefs, a sure sign that the party had begun.

Jason is Chad's younger (much younger) cousin. I was with him over the summer. He's a blond, muscular beach boy straight out of central casting. Sculpted is an apt description, sculpted like a Praxiteles.

"Hey, you," I said. He walked over. "It's so great to see you."

"You look terrific."

I returned the compliment. I could feel Steve behind me, getting hard.

"What do you think," said Steve. "Do you want to fuck her?"

Jason reached out and gently touched my breasts. "Yes. Yes I would."

"You have to share her," said Steve. "I want to watch her fuck a few guys."

We downstairs, to the family room. On the way, we stopped by the living room. The party was almost in full swing. Natalie looked like she had Luke's friend Mark trapped in the corner. They were kissing. Someone else was also showing interest in her, god help him. The others were in various states of undress.

Steve asked Jake, Ember's husband, to join us. Jake's terrific. He's got a rugged, rebel biker thing (although in his real life he's a suit) going on: longish hair, five o'clock shadow and a damn nice body. He was eager to join us. Ember, fresh and flushed from the Sybian, also came with us.
Once downstairs, Steve sat down, with Ember next to him. Steve asked Jason if he's ever double-teamed a girl. Jason hadn't so Steve told him not to be embarrassed and that if he had trouble seeing other men naked, it might not be for him. No shame in that, Steve added. Then he announced that I wanted to be treated like a slut, which was not quite accurate. Steve wanted to watch me act like a slut. There's a difference.

Jason was willing to give it a go. I grabbed his cock through those nice, tight, boxer-briefs. He was semi-hard.

"What the matter," I said, after giving him a long kiss. "I don't turn you on?" I asked mostly in jest, but dressed as I was, and grabbing a guys cock, and it's not at full attention, it goes to my self esteem. It's not that I expect to turn-on every guy I meet but I do wonder what I'm doing wrong.

"Just nervous," he explained.

"Steve might get bossy," I said. "Ignore him if you want to."

Jake removed his shirt and came-up behind me. I turned and ran my hands over his shoulders and chest. "I'm not nervous," he said, placing my hand on his cock.

I unzipped his pants and tugged them down so he could get out of them. He too, was wearing wonderfully snug briefs. Those were quickly removed.

"What would you like first?" asked Steve.

"What else," answered Jake. "Her mouth wrapped around my cock."

Ember got up. "Here," she said, pulling the scrungy off her head placing my hair into a ponytail. "Jake likes a good face-fuck and now he'll have a handle. Get in front of him, on your knees."

I went down on my knees and took Jake into my mouth. Jason, along with the others, sat and watched. Jake forced my head down onto his cock a few times, trying to get me to deepthroat him. All that resulted in was me choking. He finally settled on grabbing my ponytail and pushing and pulling my mouth back and forth over his cock.

After a few minutes, I crawled over to Jason. He was on a couch. I pulled down his briefs and worked on his cock. He was finally hard. As I sucked him, I would glance over at Steve, whose eyes were glazed with lust. Ember had his cock out and stroked him slowly.

"Fuck her," she told Jake. "Take her from behind."

Unfortunately, to get my thong off, I had to undo the garters. But, they wanted me to keep them on so I had to slide off my thong and then hook them back up again. Time consuming, when I had other things on my mind.

Finally, things settled down. I blew Jason while Jake entered my from behind. It's such an incredible turn-on to have a guy in your pussy and another in your mouth. Jake fucked me hard and fast, so much so that I ignored Jason from time to time. When I did ignore him, Jake guided my head back to Jason's cock. "Suck his cock, baby. That's it. Suck it, slut." Sometimes Jake would tug my hair and give me a crack on the ass. When I looked over at Steve, Ember was on her knees, blowing him. He was watching me though, and enjoying everything.

Jason and Jake switched places and I got an excellent dose of Jason's wonderful cock. He's got quite the number. He had me cumming after just a few minutes. Jason took five, so I rode Jake, reverse cowgirl. Not my favorite position and not one I do often. I never feel at my best in that position. It makes me feel clumsy.

After that we all took a break. The guys didn't want to cum too early, not with a long night a head of them. Jake went upstairs and returned with some drinks. We relaxed for fifteen or twenty minutes.

We were ready to start again when Kit came downstairs. "What the hell?" She said. "We could use some help up her. It's seven against two."

I really didn't want to go upstairs. I didn't want to hang with the chocolate truffle. Instead, Kit went back upstairs and Dale and Bryce joined us. We ended-up with five guys and two girls upstairs and downstairs.

For the next hour, I entertained Jake and Jason while Ember took care of Steve and Bryce. Dale alternated between groups. At one point, I rode one of the guys while using my mouth on two others. That wasn't unpleasant but you end up concentrating so much on them that you cannot concentrate on your own pleasure.

As we moved towards midnight, a few of the guys mentioned anal sex. I knew that I'd end up being the "up the butt" girl. Ember wanted Jake to butt fuck me and Jake wanted to see some girl-girl action. So, Ember laid down, I lubed-up and assumed the ass-fuck position, and Jake sodomized me while I ate out his wife. His cock is a little large for great anal but I enjoyed it for the most part.

Ember was quite vocal, lifting my face up periodically. "You like having my husband in your ass, don't you?"

"Mmmm!"

"Fucking, little whore. That's what you are, isn't it."

Jake fucked me faster and faster.

"Tell us you're a whore," said Ember.

"I'm a whore," I said. "I'm a little whore."

"Tell us you like it in the ass."

"I love it in the ass."

Jake pulled out and took off his condom. He stood and front of me. Ember began stroking him. "Want my husband to cum on your face, slut?"

"Yes, cum on my face."

She stroked him to orgasm and he shot his cum onto my face. Jake's cum shot out in streams and I received a real blast of sperm. It went all over, my hair, my forehead. I was a glazed mess. Ember pulled my head back and laughed: "Steve, look at her, your slut's a mess."

Before someone could hand me a cloth, Dale was at my back door. He fucked me quickly and let loose in my ass. Then, he slapped my ass and thanked me.

Bryce wanted a turn, but I told him I needed a break. A real long break. I was shot, at least for the time being. I went upstairs, got out of my gear, cleaned-up and threw on a tee shirt and panties. I wandered around and played the hostess, checking out what everyone else was doing.

Oh, and my ass hurt, but in a good way.

That's the basics. There was more but this is already too long.

Hope it was worth the wait and I apologize for the delay.