"Well I can't think of anywhere else to go and don't want to spend the money for a hotel, so lets stay here," said. "Guess we should find something for us to wear."
I slid my dick out of her (yes it was still inside of her) and got up. She folded up the quilt and put it back on the couch, then the two of us headed up to her room. There was nothing special up there, except for the secluded area of her closet that she kept her special cloths in. Even that wasn't that impressive as there was almost nothing in there except for a few skimpy dresses, a vinyl pea coat, and some very erotic unmentionables (which will be mentioned later in the night). I still had my stuff in the trunk of my car, but had with me (well it was downstairs but the closest thing that I didn't have to dig through), a pair of black boxers - nothing special.
She started tearing through all her underwear looking for something good, tossing around thongs and panties this way and that. Most of them didn't match her bras, except for a few pairs like a deep green push up bra and matching thong, but all of them happened to be scattered about in her drawer. "Sheesh, where are they all?" she asked to no one in particular as she looked around.
"Why not just go naked?" I asked her.
"Uh, no thanks." She didn't even look back. "Well what do you have to wear babe, that might make it easier for me."
"I have my black boxers downstairs, and I think I have those leather ones you got me for my birthday." Well if we were going to match like suggested we should then stick to something black. Well that narrowed it down. She did have some black panties and a few black bras but nothing that sexy.
"How about this?" she asked, holding up a bland black bra and some granny panties. Um, no. She went back to looking around in her collection of underwear while I went to go grab my boxers.
I found them lying near just inside the door, pushed off to the corner. I grabbed the rest of my and 's cloths and tossed them onto the stairs. I was just about to grab my boxers and put them on when walked by, wearing a sort of French Maid outfit, but more of a teddy; her breasts were a little visible but mostly just the outline and she had nothing more than a little piece of cloth covering her pussy, with a string going up her butt. "Wow, no wonder my sister likes you so much," she said. I was still standing at attention.
"Well she definitely hasn't complained," I replied casually.
"Not to your face; she would come home some nights with that 'freshly fucked' aura to her and I would get her to talk," this perked my interest, "you do know that at first you were a bit to big for her?" Well she wasn't that sexually active so she hadn't had that much...um...experience when we hooked up, so yeah I knew. "She didn't complain, she actually enjoyed it, and bragged a lot about how big you were for...well she still does. You stretch her out quit a bit you know." I just smiled, turned around, and bent over as I put on my boxers. "Ooh, and you have a killer ass," she said as she came over a spanked it.
"Hey, what would your sister think if she saw that?" I asked. was hot, really fucking hot, and if I wasn't with her sister I would have gone after her. I didn't mind her spanking my ass at all, in fact I routinely fantasized about the two sisters together when I didn't have access to .
"Oh we share everything so don't worry." Well yeah, but sharing her boyfriend with her sister? If I could be that lucky... "And you boxers are very flattering," she said, staring down at my erect cock. It was rather tight in there, making the shape of my hard-on rather apparent.
"Ethan, how's this for what I will wear?" asked me, not taking notice of . She had her peacoat on, a vinyl black coat that went down to about 3 inches below her crotch, showing off the entirety of her strong thighs. She had it closed and the belt pulled tight, covering everything from the top of her thighs to her shoulders. She also had on a pair of 6 inch heeled sandals that were the same black as her coat.
"Not bad I said, but what's under it?" She smiled and opened the jacket; she didn't have anything else on. gave a sexy whistle, commenting on how hot and fuckable her sister was.
"You two are just made to do each other, you both look so hot. I bet you pussy is just dripping wet at the thought of that cock inside of you. Oh wait, you already have had it tonight."
"So when is everyone getting here?" said, still holding her coat open and showing off her hot body. Just then the doorbell rang, and looking half embarrassed she closed it once again.
"You should keep it open, let everyone know how hot you are," I said. She laughed it off, walked down the stairs and gave me a kiss.
It was Cara and Andrea, 's best friends, who came in first. Andrea was a brunette with moderate breasts (about B cups) and long curly hair, the more sexual of the two. She almost always had a boyfriend and commonly hooked up with other people (not always guys though) at parties. Cara had short blonde hair and was the shortest of the three friends, with a cute face that made her look rather innocent. Her breasts however were the largest of the girls (easily a C cup), and stuck out on her quite a bit; they were like magnets to eyes. It was cold outside and they came in with large coats, but took them off once they entered into the warmth of the house. Andrea wore some typical fuzzy underwear, nothing special but still pretty hot, and had a pair of handcuffs on her. "Hopefully for later," she said when commented on them. Cara on the other hand had a more risky outfit on: it was a teddy like thing that had strips of leather crossing all over her body, but didn't cover her tits at all. Instead she had nipple tassels on.
"Oh hey Ethan," Cara said as she got her coat off. "Bet you are glad you came back this week." You have no idea.
Over the next 20 minutes lots of more people showed up, about 1/2 girls and 1/2 guys. Lost of thongs, lots of bras, lots of boxers were all around, lots of hot 18 to 20 year olds running around in next to nothing. Some girls, like Cara, had something a little more exciting on, like one girl how wore all leather and chain underwear that covered up very little. Pretty much every guy had what I had on, except for one how had a sort of man thong and harness on: course he was being pulled around by his girlfriend, Miss Leather and Chain, by a chain. It was kinda funny to see.
There was also plenty of tasty beverages. found those pretty early and got to work. "So sexy..." she leaned in on me with one arm around my neck and the other on what I think was her third screwdriver, "having a good time looking at all the pussssy?"
I laughed. "You are drunk," I told her. I had a nice buzz going on too.
"So are you!" she defended herself with. "But...are you?"
"Well I am turned on if that's what you are asking." I had stuck to beer the whole night as I didn't really like hard alcohol. Because I hadn't skimped out on drinking at all, but I wasn't planning on getting so wasted I couldn't stand - I wanted to get some more sex by the end of the night. I leaned in and kissed my drunk girlfriend. "I think you need to lay off the drinks some. Pretty soon you are going to pass out."
"Hey," she said, "you cant tell me what to do," she said before taking another swig. "Besides," she said, leaning up against my body, "you'll have an easier time taking advantage of me later on." She started to rub her hand up against my cock.
"I don't need to take advantage of you."
"Maybe you do if you want a little extra fun tonight," she said with a mischievous smile on her face.
Before I had a chance to ask what she had in mind some girls with a skimpy Snow White outfit on got up on a table and started to dance around to the music, which was some sort of rap or pop mix with a beat, I didn't know nor did I care who it was, but I guessed it passed for some sort of music. She pulled at her bra/top and exposed one of her breasts, much to the cheers of the males watching. One said something about wanting to take her upstairs and giving her a good time.
This made her cover her boob back up and stand up as if some sort of lightbulb shot up in her mind. "Sex Olympics!" she declared. This got even more cheers.
"What?" both and I asked. Some chick in a toga like thing happened to be coming back from the makeshift bar with a fresh drink - something involving rum I think - and smiled at us. "It's a contest mainly for couples, you two should get in on it. The first event is a sex story contest - the best sex story wins - the second is a pussy eating contest - the loudest girl wins - and the third is a blowjob contest - the first guy to get off wins. Every time you loose the girl looses an article, and if you loose all three then the guy looses his...well pretty much all the guys are wearing boxers. If you win then all the other couples have to do what you say for the rest of the night."
"Well," I said over the music, "should we?" |