Plans for the weekend were as always a little hazy. Friday night was pretty much a write off. All of us were just to damn tired after a gruelling week of work, so we figured we would just enjoy each others company over a couple quiet drinks at the local pub and shoot a couple games of pool. Anything to unwind and relax at this point. All agreed that the guys would pick us ladies up the following evening for a house party that we were just invited too, we went our separate ways. My friend and I decided we had absolutely nothing exciting yet casual to wear, so it was time to hit the local stores for that specific outfit. Hours later, returning from a giggling shopping trip we had a drink and headed for the showers to prepare ourselves for the festivities of the evening. We schemed together and came up with a plan to get people talking for times to come, only after realizing where we were going and who was all going to be there. Being sure to shave to the absolute smoothest state anyone can have, bodies washed and refreshed, rubbed down to a silky sheen of body butter and liberal sprays of perfume, its time to get dressed. Since the weather as chosen to be in our favors and was warm enough to get away with wearing anything left for an imagination, I chose a slim fitting, hip hugging skort and zippered tank. You know the one, it has two zippers attached for many wearable uses. Making sure that the zippers sat nestled between my breasts. My already long legs looking that much longer with the lack of length of skort had to offer. God it feels good to have this sort of confidence. Hair pulled back into pigtail braids, I could almost pass as a school girl in uniform. A naughty one that is. The guys have arrived, I can hear the deep baritone of their voices. Greeting them downstairs, I love how their mouths drop open with appreciation for what we are wearing. Smiling to each other, we head out the door for dinner and a night of partying. Picking a simple, quiet restaurant where the service is quick and friendly we make our drink order. The guys are babbling about shit we can't understand, so looking at my friend I gave her a knowing smile and reached over to start rubbing my "date's" cock through his jeans. Startled at first but not wanting to let on to his surprise, he relaxes and I can feel his cock hardening under my touch. With him sitting on the inside of the booth it was easy enough to silently convince him to undo his zipper. Cock in hand I stroke his length with quiet intentions. Acting as though nothing is happening we finish our drinks and knowing conversations. Cock still in hand, I give it a friendly pull hoping he understands the intention of more to come later. Out of the restaurant and heading towards the party. Upon arriving at the party a good two hours later then invited, its as busy as a grandmas quilting party. No one is dancing, no one is laughing, everyone huddled in quiet corners conversing amongst themselves. Gawd I hate it when they do this. Making my way to the stereo, saying my hellos and how are yous to everyone I pass, I crank that fucking thing up. Standing on the coffee table, my friend and I yell to everyone...."whose ready for a party?" Cheers are loud and arms in the air, lets get this shit on the road. Cracking open drinks for everyone, my friend and I start passing them out. Her in the kitchen and me wandering about the room handing drinks off to everyone. Now the party is alive and jumping. Full swing, people are dancing, laughing and wrapping arms around each other. The guys we came with it, sit on their asses at a table with a couple other guys, my friend and I shake our heads and grab their women letting them into our little seductive plan. All agreeing what was needed to be done, we saunter on over. Standing at their left sides, hands on hips, telling them that business can be dealt with tomorrow and tonight was about the party, we straddle these unsuspecting fools and make out with them as if no one is looking. Grinding my hips against his, I can feel that erection coming on again. Smiling down at his face, I take my shirt and unzip it altogether. Taking his hand in mine, I place it on my tit and tell him he knows what to do. Shirts lost and getting wet, I open my eyes and see that there are now others joining into the make out session. Standing, I take his hand, kiss his fingertips and swap men with my friend. Knowing each others boundaries, I stradle him and start all over again. Confused but not wanting to argue with us women you can feel their compliances bulking in the jeans they wear. Now that everyone is stripping themselves of confined clothing and quite enjoying the party we all attended, there are people fucking full fledge in the middle of every room entered. Taking care as not to disturb many, asses are slapped or pinched and kiss handed out to those we know as they continue fucking the ones they are with. We all head out to the hot tub. No one has a suit and none of us care. Stripping completely naked and basking in each others nakedness we step into the tub. Not wasting a moment, I straddle my long legs over my date and start all over again. His hands all over my back and grabbing at my ass. Lifting me with care, he slams me down onto his hard cock. Sliding up and down his cock as if I was on a carasol ride. His hands guiding my hips, leaving every now and again to play with the tits in front of him. Not wanting to have the excitement end with just an orgasm shared with a couple other people, I lean over and grab my friend by the hair and pull her in for a kiss, all the while fucking him. In doing so, I know we asked for a lot more then we actually bargained for and none of us caring one way or another. His teeth find my nipples and gently nip at both of them. Tongue flickering across my chest and leaving a burning trail of desire and want more. Turning my attention back to my date, I pick up the speed and fuck him harder and faster, I can feel his cock slamming further and harder into my pussy. He grabs me by the waist and pulls me off. Looking at him confused, he flips me around and slams back into my pussy from behind. The cool air chilling my bare tits, his hands hard around my waist and my hands holding me back from slamming into the hot tub wall. My friend is picked right out of the water and placed in front of me, her on the outside of the water, me inside. We join the game and start kissing again. Our fingers laced with each, the other couples in the tub follow suit. Switching kissing partners every now and again, we are fucked harder and faster. Before I know what’s happening he pulls out of me and turns me around. Laying me along the edge of the tub, his tongue seeks out my swollen hard fucked pussy. Flickering along my clit, it wasn't long before I was cumming. Grabbing my legs and telling me I was far from finished, he slams his cock back inside me. Leaning over the edge with the upper half of my body, he’s grabbing my hips and forcing me further into the air and his cock deeper into my pussy. Thrust for thrust we meet each others need, I hear a moan and growl out of throats, not knowing who belonged to what sound, we cum together. Sliding back into the hot tub to relax for the time being. There’s always another round to be had when you have so many people fucking around you.
