It was a very hectic school year. I had just graduated and my parents were letting me just relax before going to college in the fall. My parents had treated me to a cruise right after graduation. After we came back, they said I could have a party with all my friends.
My parents are the coolest parents in the world. They let me have parties all the time. Whenever I have parties, all the kids have to sleep over. That’s the only rule. They know that kids of my generation always sneak alcohol and weed into the parties. My house is kind of a like a flop house. Everybody comes and hangs out. My parents don’t mind me entertaining. I guess they like to know what I’m doing. They’re definitely into safety. I know my friends parents like that my parents are always home.
I had invited my six best friends and their boyfriends over for a swimming party. Everybody came over about five o’clock. My mother ordered pizza and had other snacks for us to eat. She had soda and juice for us to enjoy. A few of the guys brought rum and vodka so we were making screwdrivers and rum and cokes. Another friend bought some weed. My parents were inside of the house in case there were any problems.
My parents rented a Karaoke machine and we all took turns singing songs. We were having a complete blast. My best friend was kind of weepy, because her boyfriend just broke up with her. The rumor around school was that she slept with his friend. She denies that she did that. We all have stuck behind her, but we’re really just not sure.
Violet is the kind of a girl that needs a boyfriend. She can’t function without a guy. I invited her to my party, but knew she’d probably feel uncomfortable being the only girl without a boyfriend. She told me several times she felt like she was intruding. I told her to just hangout and relax. She kind of kept to herself, but I did see her having lots of drinks and smoking lots of weed.
We were all kind of buzzed and were acting ridiculous. Some of the kids were making out and Violet was getting very edgy, because she was alone. Later in the evening, we had a bonfire and roasted marshmallows and were having so much fun. Violet was crying and said that she wasn’t feeling well and wanted to go into the house. I kind of knew she was going to hang out with my folks. She likes hanging out with people who will listen to her sulk. My mom and dad are suckers and always enjoy a good sob story.
“Violet, can I help you with something?”
“Just feeling really down, Mrs. Brown.”
“Why what’s wrong dear?”
“Jason broke up with me and I’m still really upset about it.”
“You’re such a pretty girl. They’re will be lots of boys wanting to date you dear. Isn’t that right Scott?”
Mr. Brown walked into the room and joined Mrs. Brown in the kitchen. I was starting to cry when the couple started to console me.
“Don’t cry, Violet. You’re such a beautiful girl,” Mr. brown said.
“Everybody has a boyfriend but me. I feel so fat and ugly.”
“Violet, you’re not ugly and fat. Scott, please tell Violet she’s not fat and ugly.”
“Violet, you’re gorgeous. Cathy and I were just commenting what a beautiful girl you turned out to be. You’re so smart too. You’re going to Princeton in the fall.”
“I’ll probably never have a boyfriend. They’ll all think I’m disgusting and won’t want to date me. All the boys are whispering that I’m a slut. Have you heard about that?”
“Why on earth would they say that?”
“I was talking to my boyfriend’s friend and we went out together and afterwards people starting talking. I swear I never slept with him.”
“Of course you didn’t.”
Mr. and Mrs. Brown were soothing my back and wiping away my tears. I was wearing my bikini and crying hard. I was thinking the weed and alcohol were probably catching up with me. I was a bit tipsy and kind of horny. I was enjoying the attention that I was receiving from Kim’s parents.
“I just think that Kim and everybody else won’t want to be friends anymore with me, because I don’t have a boyfriend.”
“That’s just silly dear. Our Kimberly isn’t like that. That’s very shallow dear.”
“Violet, you’ll meet somebody soon. You’re so freaking pretty. I bet soon you’ll have so many boys wanting your phone number.”
“Probably because Jason told them I’m slut. Can you believe that? He didn’t even want to take me to prom. I was the only one out of our group that didn’t go. I’m so ugly nobody will ever take me out again.”
“Violet, you seem so stressed. Why don’t you come upstairs with us? We’ll run you a nice hot bath and my husband will give you a great massage. I bet that’ll make you feel great. What do you say?”
“I don’t know. Won’t that be kind of weird? I mean you guys are so much older than me.”
“It’s not like we’re going to do anything. Just a bath and a massage. If you want to do something else, that can be arranged too. You look really tense, Violet. Why don’t you let us help you? Mr. Brown is a massage therapist. He’ll make you feel so much better. How about it?”
“If you think it would help. I’m feeling really upset and tense.”
“Come with us. We will make you feel so much better. I promise we don’t bite. Unless you want us too.”
“Kimberly has always said you guys are really cool. I guess it would be alright. I really could use a nice massage.”
Violet followed us upstairs. My husband and I had always thought that Violet was really pretty. She looks much older then eighteen. She’s very developed and has beautiful breasts. She’s quite curvy and has a long set of legs and a great ass. My husband has always thought she was a knockout. My husband and I love to swing and enjoy having sex with others. I was hoping we’d be able to convince Violet to have a little fun.
I knew the other kids were probably drunk and high and were probably having sex outside with their boyfriends. They probably forgot that Violet was even over. Once we walked upstairs, we went into our master bedroom.
“Violet, come with me. I’ll run you a bath, dear.”
Violet followed me into the bathroom. I started the water and threw some sweet pea bubble bath into the tub.
“Violet, why don’t you undress and slip in the tub. I’ll wash your hair and give you a nice bath. When we’re done, Scott will give you a massage. I’ll step out of the bathroom, while you get into the tub.”
“Cathy, do you really think she’s going to have sex with us?”
“Oh yea! Kimberly told me that she’s kind of loose. Supposedly she had sex with several guys in their school. Her boyfriend caught her and now she feels like shit. I know we will be able to convince her to be with us. I can’t wait to taste her pussy. I bet she has a nice shaved cunt.”
“I can’t wait to taste her tits. I bet she has nice perky nipples for me to suck on.”
“I’ve got to go help her,” Cathy said to her husband.
“Mrs. Brown the water feels so relaxing.”
“I told you dear. You’re going to feel so much better soon.”
Mrs. Brown poured water over my head and squeezed shampoo into her palm. She massaged the solution into my scalp. She gave me a wonderful massage. It felt so amazing and I closed my eyes. Afterwards, she rinsed my hair several times to get the shampoo out.
After the shampooing, she poured conditioner into my hair and massaged that into my scalp. I was so relaxed and feeling wonderful. She rinsed the conditioner out of my hair. I was feeling rather horny, while she was pampering me. I was so happy that they were attending to my needs.
“Violet, I could come into the bath with you and wash you. What do you think?”
“Do you think that would be okay? I’m not gay.”
“I’m not gay, but I do enjoy both sexes. Let me come into the bath and if you’re uncomfortable, I’ll stop what I’m doing.”
“Alright. Please don’t tell Kimberly.”
“I won’t dear. This will be our little secret.”
I took off my clothes and got into the tub. Violet moved up and I sat behind her. She put her head on my chest. I rubbed the soap all over her arms, neck, back and breasts. She softly moaned, while I washed her. When I was done, I splashed the water all over her. I cupped and held her breasts and nibbled on her ears.
“Mrs. Brown, that feels so good.”
I was playing with her breasts and moved my fingers over her bald pussy. I played with her pussy lips. She was moaning and groaning, while I rubbed her clit. She was like putty in my hand.
Violet put her hand over my hand and I fingered her. She was pushing my fingers into her tight cunt. She moved my hand to her breasts and we both played with her firm breasts.
“Why don’t you get out. I’ll towel your body and then you can sit on the vanity. I want to show you what I can do to you.”
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