Kate’s Party · Part 1 (1/2)
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Kate nervously knocked on the door to Linda's place, wondering if she should go through with her fantasy after all. There were numerous cars parked all around Linda's house, which meant Linda had been very successful in recruiting people to fulfil Kate's fantasy. The door opened and Linda greeted Kate, ushering her inside. Kate saw that Linda was wearing a one-piece dress that clung to her nicely, and not only revealed a lot of cleavage, but was slit all the way up to the point of the tall brunette's hip. Kate heard voices in the back yard, and the den. There was no one in the living room, but Linda had started a fire there anyhow. "Nice of her." Kate thought.
Linda ushered Kate into a back room, where Torre was waiting. Linda suggested that Kate have a glass of wine and relax for before getting undressed. Torre was there to help her and to be her "go-fer". "You can back out any time." Linda said. "Few people know that this is all for you. If you do, we'll just have a good swinging party like we planned." Kate nodded and thanked Linda, and watched her close the door behind her. She and Torre looked at each other. Kate's short blonde hair made her look cute and sexy, while Torre's long, dark tresses and the contours of her face, made her look like a sexy bombshell. "Do you know?" Kate asked, pouring some red wine. "Yes." Torre replied.
"It's a hot fantasy if you ask me." Kate sat down and thought about it, and the more she did, the more she wanted to do it. Her clit began to tingle at the idea, and her pussy became damp, wetting her panties slightly. She asked Torre how many men and women were at the party, and was satisfied that there were enough men to complete her scenario properly. Twenty six men were enough to insure success. Kate stood and began to undress, removing her sweater and bra. Torre watched, and she commented on Kate's slim beauty. Especially her breasts. Kate's breasts weren't large, but they were firm, round white mounds of soft flesh that shook pleasantly when she moved.
Torre especially liked Kate's full, dark-pink nipples which contrasted to her fair skin. Kate's jeans went next, along with her panties. Torre smiled when she saw Kate's light bush, just a shade or two darker than her golden blonde hair. Kate picked up her wine glass and sat back down in the chair, dangling one leg over the thickly padded arm. "Should I tell Linda you're ready?" Torre asked. "Not yet." Kate said, "I need to psyche up a little more." Torre looked at Kate's naked body, feeling her own response to her closeness. "Maybe I can help." She said. Kate looked at Torre, and watched as the sexy brunette, still in her street clothes knelt before her.
Kate had seldom had anyone so willing to lick her. At 26, Kate had experienced many lovers, but none who ignited her most passionate fires. Kate just watched as Torre leaned forward, pausing to look up at her, searching for either approval or rejection. Seeing neither, Torre pressed her lips against Kate's labia, her tongue drawing a line up the blonde pussy. "Ohhhh!" Kate sighed. "That's so good!" Torre felt Kate's wetness, her anticipation of her wildest fantasy about to come true. The short-haired blonde was already aroused, and her body sensitive. Torre licked and sucked, lovingly running her tongue around Kate's small clit.
Torre felt her own body getting highly aroused, and she knew why. Kate's sexuality was derived from the oppo-site end of the spectrum from Torre. While Torre looked like a woman who would be a wanton, lusty animal in bed, Kate's wholesome, all-american looks made her look sweet and innocent. To see her naked, legs spread with a woman tonguing her clit was highly erotic. Kate's hips began moving in a slow, rhythmic rocking motion. Torre kept up her tongue lashing, even reaching up to pull on the blonde's sexy nipples. Kate's tits looked firm, but they were soft and warm, and Torre wished she could take her home for hours of mutual pleasure.
Kate's hips moved faster, and her face was flushed. Torre stopped, knowing that Kate wanted to be hot, not limp and tired, for her fantasy. "I'll tell Linda you're ready." Torre said quietly. Kate nodded her agreement. After Torre found her and whispered to her that Kate was ready, Linda gathered everyone inside. She stepped into the middle of the room and asked for everyone's attention. She thanked everyone for coming, and a voice in the back said "Not yet!", getting laughter around the room.
Linda waited for it to die down and continued, explaining that one of the reasons for the party was their monthly swinging group, and another reason was that a very special friend wanted her fantasy fulfilled. A low murmur went through the crowd and people looked around, trying to spot the guest of honor. "Her name is Kate," Linda said, "and her fantasy requires that we all continue our party like this was just a friendly cocktail party, with a few minor differences." People were interested now, and Linda outlined some of the plan to them, telling them how Kate expected them to react to her and how they shouldn't notice her state of undress.
Everyone agreed to join in the fun, and Linda called for several individual men to join her in the kitchen. Meanwhile, Torre had returned to Kate, who was now toying with her blonde pussy, keeping herself very aroused. Torre explained that Linda would come back for her in a few minutes, and that they'd best get Kate ready. Torre opened a drawer and began dressing Kate in her costume. The leather straps crossed her breasts, and fastened in the back. Torre made sure to tighten them so that they held Kate's smallish breasts up high, and pointing straight out. Kate fastened the wide leather wristlets and put on the choker too.
Torre fastened a leather strap around Kate's waist, and another that went between her legs and over her hips. These two were buckled together, then cinched. Kate felt the straps over her ass spread her cheeks, and the leather pressing tightly against her pussy. The straps spread apart from between her legs, and being tight, they caused Kate's clit to be exposed, pressed out between the straps along with some of her soft flesh. It felt absolutely wicked and won- derful to Kate. Lastly, Torre placed a pair of small clips on the ends of Kate's breasts, pinching her nipples. A small chain tied them toget-her with the chain curving downward nicely.
Torre looked her over, her own pussy releasing its juices. Torre decided that Kate needed something else. She reached into her purse and removed a pair of earrings with long, dangling silver pieces. She removed Kate's small studs and replaced them with the dangling ones. Torre then re-brushed Kate's hair, giving her hair the look of a woman who'd been less than innocent recently. Kate looked in the mirror, and her hands ran over the straps as well as her body. She'd never looked this hot in all her life, nor imagined how good the restraints would feel. Her face was flushed, and with Torre's help, she looked as if she'd already had sex.
Kate turned and kissed Torre, squarely on the lips, and then thanked her for her help. Torre was thinking of a longer kiss when Linda knocked and inter-rupted. Kate followed Linda out, and Torre followed Kate.
The party looked like any normal party, with people milling in all the main rooms of the house. Linda took Kate right into the living room, Kate's breasts shimmying in her leather harness. All eyes looked at her as she entered the room, and then, just as quickly, returned to their prior subjects. Kate felt her nervous excitement again. Linda brought Kate up to a trio who were standing by the fireplace talking. She intro-duced Kate, and each person to Kate. Kate was so nervous she couldn't remember anyone's name, and she smiled as she would at any other party. One of the two men asked Kate what she thought of a recent movie, and she began to get involved in their conversation.
Kate could feel her pussy's cream warming her, knowing that she was getting quick, furtive glances from the others in the room. Several women joined their circle and listened to the conversation. Someone was saying that Tom Cruise was going to be over the hill in a few years. That's when Torre came by, carrying a tray of wine glasses. She served Kate first, and Kate took her special glass. Without looking at it further, Kate pretended to listen as she brought it to her lips. The eyes on the women widened while they watched, and one of the men across from her noticed too. Kate touched the glass to her lips and tasted. It was salty, and just slight-ly bitter.
She sipped a large sip of the sperm from the glass and held it about waist level, licking her lips absentmindedly. One of the women, an attractive brunette about Kate's age, stepped over to her and began asking her about wearing her hair short. The woman's hair was long but braided and pulled back up to the crown of her head. She looked good with her hair tight against her head, and Kate told her so. While the woman talked about how men liked her long hair and how difficult it was to manage, Kate sipped from her glass, letting it wash up over her upper lip slightly so she could lick it off.
The woman kept getting distracted by that, but continued talking after a pause, as if nothing had happened. A few minutes later, Kate excused herself and moved over to another group of people. The conver-sation here was livelier, with people talking about their favorite sex-ual positions. A short, cheerful looking redhead said that her favorite position was on her knees, and everyone laughed. They said hello to Kate, casually, as if her nakedness wasn't uncommon. While the redhead was talking again, Kate raised her glass and drank down the last of the creamy white mixture in a smooth gulp. The redhead lost her train of thought and stared.
Kate licked her lips and someone else picked up the conversation. The redhead kept glancing back up at Kate, making her feel hot. Torre arrived again, offering a tray of wine to everyone. Several people took glasses, and Kate didn't see one for her. Just as Torre moved to her, a single glass appeared on the tray, and Kate took it, laughing at someone's joke. Without looking she sipped and then drained about half the glass. The blonde standing next to a well built man, cleared her throat, staring at Kate's hand. Kate pretended to misinterpret the stare, and showed the blonde the rings that covered the first three fingers. She held her hand out, still holding the glass of thick cum.
The blonde stared down, and then said that the rings were nice. Linda came up and told Kate there was someone she should meet and led her into the den. People were sitting and standing around the room. Linda led Kate to a couple sitting on a sofa. Linda introduced them and Ken and Wanda. Wanda was a small, thin, young girl of 18, and Ken was a handsome man of about 30. From Kate's position, each time Wanda leaned over, Kate could see down the girl's front, clear to her navel. Wanda had small breasts with large pink nipples that were already hard. Ken told Kate that they and another couple, Mike and Barbara had been discussing favorite sexual acts when she arrived.
Kate asked him what his was, and Ken replied that it was anal sex. Kate felt her body give a twinge, and she asked Wanda, who also liked anal sex. Barbara said hers was eating pussy or sucking cock, then asked Kate what hers was. Kate smiled, and toasted Barbara with her glass. "Drinking cum." Kate said evenly. "Lots of cum." Then Kate drained the glass. Barbara's hips rocked upwards slightly. "That's sexy." Wanda said, and Kate looked back down at her. Wanda was leaning forward, reaching for a cigarette on the table. She was leaning right past Kate's leg, looking up at her. Kate turned the glass upside down, a pearlescent drop forming and running down the inside of the glass.
Wanda watched, frozen in place. The drop grew on the edge of the glass, hanging right over Wanda's open cleavage. Just as the drop formed and sagged, Kate moved the glass, holding it over her own nipple and letting the creamy stuff drip against her areaola and run down over the clamp. Wanda sat back and breathed again, then lit her cigarette. Torre came by and asked if Kate would like another, taking the empty glass from her. Kate noticed now for the first time that Torre was wearing a maid's outfit, and that it was indecently short, showing her ass well, and pushing the brunette's tits together in the low cut front.
A loud, staccato laugh filled the air, and Kate looked around, seeing that it was a busty young woman wearing a slinky dress that exposed a lot of her.
"That's Ellie." Wanda spat the name out. "The biggest titted slut you'll ever meet." "Oh?" Kate replied. "Why's that?" Wanda made a face. "She'll fuck anything with a dick." Wanda commented, blowing out bluish smoke. "And she's happiest when she has three or four at once." "Sounds like she has fun to me." Kate said. Torre came back a moment later, and on her tray were two glasses, filled with Kate's drink. Kate reached for one, just getting her hand on it, when Torre let the tray slip. The second glass spilled and its contents splashed against Kate's chest, the glass landing on the tray. Kate stepped back involuntarily, holding her arms away from her body, and looking down at her chest.
Thick white sperm, still warm, ran down her small breasts, pooled and trickled down over her leather straps and down towards her thighs. "OH! I'm so sorry!" Torre exclaimed. "Let me help you." Like the clumsy waitress, Torre began brushing Kate's chest, rubbing the warm creamy sperm over her tits and down her front. Kate stepped back. "Stop it!" Kate yelled. "Stand still." Torre protested, then pulled on one the nipple clamps. Kate felt a twinge deep in her very wet pussy, and her clit was screaming at her. "Oww!" Kate said, even though it had been more pleasure than pain. "You stupid slut!" Torre looked shocked, then slapped Kate, but not too hard.
Kate looked at her, then splashed the contents of her glass into Torre's face and tits, the thick white cream dripping from the brunette's face onto her cleavage. "You fucking bitch!" Torre said and grabbed Kate's arm. Kate tossed the glass down to the sofa, spilling the last dribbles against Wanda's lap. The two women began to struggle, and the sound of tearing fabric filled the air. Kate and Torre grabbed each other, and Torre's clothes were ripping and falling away. The two fell to the floor, struggling on the carpet. It was Kate on top first, then Torre, both women's breasts bouncing and shaking.
Kate and Torre struggled as a crowd gathered, and then Torre got the upper hand, getting a hold of a short thong attached to Kate's choker. She put her hand on it, pinning Kate's head and shoulders to the floor. Kate's legs were locked around Torre's waist, and the brunette's naked pussy brushed against Kate's clit. "Now lick it off you cum-drinking slut!" Torre commanded, then lowered her wet tits to Kate's face. Sperm covered Torre's lower face, and it was dripping from her nipples onto Kate's lips. Kate reached out with her tongue and licked one nipple. "C'mon! I said lick it all off!" Torre commanded her again, then she pulled Kate's face between her breasts.
The short-haired blonde began licking, her face getting wet with the creamy stuff. She finished each breast, licking it thoroughly. "Now my face too!" Torre commanded, and again Kate began licking. This time, Torre got her long kiss, tasting the sperm on Kate's tongue, and feeling Kate's desperately hot tongue licking back lustily. Linda appeared, holding a pair of glasses, one of wh
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