Chapter 79: After Party

Saturday, June 5, 1971

For some reason, I felt a little like cupid. But for the life of me I couldn’t figure out why. Still, it made me feel good. I started whistling as I mounted the grand staircase up to my room. Nicky and Amy were just getting off the bus, still involved in their intimate conversation. I had already gotten the gist of it, and had shoved it to the back of my mind. I knew it was there, but unless I paid attention, it didn’t stop me from doing other things. So I was standing in my big walk-in closet, in my boxers, hanging up my tux, when they knocked.

“Enter!” I called out as I debated what to put on. Finally, I decided the boxers were sufficient and walked into the bedroom. Nicky was sitting on the edge of the bed.

“She’s not in love with you,” Nicky said, talking about Amy as if she wasn’t there. “Yet. But she’s headed that way. Her mom must have played a real number on her, because she’s pretty mixed up about love and sex and all that. We’re going to talk more tomorrow, but in the meantime, don’t you do anything to her. Especially tonight. We have a surprise for you and she wants to watch. I’ve agreed if you’ll give me your word you won’t do anything with her tonight.”

“I’m not sure what you’re getting at, but you have my word. I won’t touch her,” I replied. “I should have paid much closer attention to that conversation!” I thought to myself.

“Good. Stay here. We’ll be right back,” Nicky instructed.

They came back a few minutes later. Ileana had on my Yankee’s jersey. I couldn’t tell if she was wearing anything else. Mikeya had on some frilly ‘baby doll’ PJ’s, and Vickie had on a wifebeater styled burgundy top with matching panties that I recognized as belonging to Nicky. I wasn’t sure, but I thought her breasts stretched the undershirt a little more than Nicky’s did. I decided that it might be fun to compare them sometime.

Nicky, still in her white dress, but without the jacket, came in leading Amy, who was in a robe. They headed straight for my walk-in closet. Randi, Julie, and Jenny followed them into my bedroom, all still wearing their gowns from the party.

Nobody said anything as they waited for Nicky and Amy to rejoin the group. When they did, Amy was wearing one of my silk dress shirts, with my initials monogramed on the pocket. I promise, it had never looked as sexy on me as it did on Amy. Of course, I had never worn it unbuttoned as far down as she did.

“Is everyone here?” asked Nicky as she looked around.

“Where’s Candy and Mandy?” I asked.

“Candy is not big on group stuff. Besides, she said she thanked you last night, anyway!” Jenny explained.

“And Mandy’s with Jason!” added Julie.

I started to scan, mostly out of curiosity, but suddenly remembered my promise not to.

“Okay,” Nicky said. “Michael, we all want to thank you for buying us the dresses and gowns. Also, for the day at the spa. It was wonderful!”

The others all chimed in with their various expressions of thanks.

“And we wanted to do something special for you,” Nicky said. “But we couldn’t decide who would be the one to really thank you, so we came up with an idea. We’re going to have a contest.”

“Yeah! And the winner gets to thank you ALL night!” Julie said excitedly.

“Jenny, Julie, Randy, and I will be the ones participating in the contest,” Nicky explained. “Mikeya and Vickie will be the judges, and Ileana will keep the time. So give her your watch.”

I unfastened the Rolex and slid it off my wrist. Ileana walked to the bed and kissed me as she took it. “Have fun, my husband!” she whispered as she stepped back, grinning at me.

“Why aren’t you in the contest?” I asked.

“Mikeya, Ileana, and Vickie get to have you for the next few weeks, so they decided it wouldn’t be fair to take this opportunity from us,” Nicky said. “But they wanted to be here to watch, so they agreed to be the judges.”

“Okay. I can see that. So what’s this contest about, and when can I use my gift?” I asked.

“In a minute. Let us explain, then you can use everything you have, except your ... er ... dick,” she giggled.

“We’ve already chosen the order, and you get to take us, one at a time, and try to make us cum. You know, have an orgasm,” Nicky said blushing a little.

“And the one who can hold out the longest gets to stay with you all night!” Julie supplied.

Now everything was starting to make sense.

“Let me get this straight. I’m supposed to get the four of you off, and the one who can hold out the longest is going to spend the night with me?” I asked. “And I can use all my ... ah ... abilities, to make you cum?”

“That’s it!” Randi said quickly. “And I get to go first!”

She stepped next to the bed, positioning herself between my spread legs and reaching behind to her back, slowly unzipped her gown. Then bending forward at the waist, with her boobs in front of my face, she let the top of the gown fall.

Nicky had gone to my stereo and started some music in the background as the other girls settled into the various chairs and the loveseat that adorned the room. Vickie and Mikeya had pulled chairs close on the other side of the bed and Ileana was sitting in Mikeya’s lap.

“I won’t start timing her until he touches her vagina,” Ileana said out loud to everyone.

Randi continued to remove her gown, letting it fall to her feet. It must have had some sort of built-in supports for her breasts, because she wasn’t wearing a bra. Standing up, she slid her tiny panties down those long sexy legs, in one slow motion.

Still in her heels, she crawled up on my lap, her knees on the bed on either side of me. Bending down, she kissed me hungrily. Then she straightened up and pulled my head to her right nipple, hugging me to her tightly.

“I think you should start her time now. He’s kissing her boob!” Vickie said to Ileana.

I started licking and sucking on that boob. It was a natural reaction. Randi shifted my head to the other one, and then back again, before finally falling off of me, to lie on her back, with her feet off the bed. I quickly bent down and kissed her again, then worked my way slowly to her cheek, her earlobe, and down that long luxurious neck.

I circled around her nipple, kissing, and licking the sides and the underside of her breast, then continued across her flat tummy until I found her bellybutton.

She giggled as I licked it, and I looked up at her. Her eyes were sparkling as she watched my progress, and she licked her lips in anticipation. She had been here before with me, and knew what was coming.

I resumed my southward trek with my lips and tongue, until arriving at her south pole. There, I began to explore where I might plant my flag, later. If she could hold out the longest.

Randi was the opposite of Nicky and Julie. She didn’t make a lot of verbal noise. But I could feel her little shivers as I lapped at her outer lips, and began to run my tongue into her crevice. Finally, I lapped at her clit, brushing the sides and finally the top.

“She’s cumming!” Julie cried.

“No. Not yet,” Vickie said authoritatively.

I decided to step up the pace, pulling back with my mouth, and using my fingers to lightly brush her dark hairs aside. I continued a light stroking motion, up and back, dipping my middle finger into her now wet snatch, and pulling it out.

The last time I had done this with Randi, she had been a virgin. Since then, she had lost her virginity. So that meant I could add my fingers to the mix, penetrating her to the first knuckle of my middle finger as I rubbed the other two through the valleys on either side of her clitoral hood.

Randi was squirming now, lifting her hips slightly with each stroke of her young vagina. A moan escaped her lips.

“Oh, no-o-o!” she cried softly, starting to push my hand away from her pussy.

“She can’t do that!” cried one of her sisters. I was too busy to catch which one.

“I don’t want to cum yet!” she moaned. “It feels so go-o-o-od!”

“You can’t delay it by stopping him, Randi,” Mikeya intoned.

“Is she cumming?” Ileana asked.

“Not yet. Would you like to see?” Vickie asked her.

I checked, and Vickie had connected with Mikeya and Ileana, so they could sense her too.

“Oh, no!” cried Jenny. “That will make me cum before he even starts on me!”

Evidently, Vickie had included the others in her connection with Randi.

“Maybe I shouldn’t include Julie and Jenny, and Nicky,” she said out loud.

“Oh!” said Amy.

I realized that Amy had not been informed of Vickie’s empathic ability. Or mine either. I quickly reminded Nicky.

“Don’t worry about it. Just make her cum soon. I don’t think I can last this long when it’s my turn!” Nicky thought back.

Focusing on Randi again, I inserted two fingers, palm up, and began to lightly run them in and out, feeling for that rough patch that might indicate her G-spot.

Randi lurched her hips wildly as I ran the pads of my two inserted fingers across it.

“There it is!” I thought to myself, as I began to strum it lightly. Then lowering my lips back to her clit, I licked and then sucked her clit into my mouth, pulling back lightly and lashing the tip with my tongue as I strummed my fingers on the insides of her pussy, right where I thought her G-spot was.

Randi crunched her abs, raising her head and shoulders as she pushed on my head with her hands.

“Time!” yelled Vickie.

“Ah ... guh ... rumph-ph-ph!” was the only sound from Randi as she curled into the fetal position on her side, pulling her legs to her chest.

I sat on my haunches, lightly stroking the sides of her legs, from hip to knee with my fingertips. I was monitoring her emotions as the waves of orgasmic bliss coursed through her. It was several minutes before she turned on her back looking at me contentedly.

“C’mon, Ran, it’s my turn,” Julie said impatiently as she tugged at her sister’s leg.

Randi just scooted back in the bed, giving her little sister room.

“How long was it?” she asked Ileana.

“We’ll tell you after everyone finishes,” Vickie said.

“We’ll start the clock whenever he touches your boob or your ... you know,” Mikeya informed Julie.

“Is there any way I could get something to drink?” I thought to the judges.

“I’ll get it,” said Randi. “I need a break from this anyway.”

“I could feel it!” Amy exclaimed. “I could feel it when she climaxed!”

Nicky and Vickie just looked at her, smiling at her bewilderment.

“Do I hafta wait until she gets back?” Julie asked, looking at me.

I smiled. “Anytime you’re ready, Sweetie,” I told her.

Julie laid a lip lock on me that was filled with passion and desperation. She tended to get wound up, then forget about everything else in her passion for bliss.

I was lying beside her as I kissed her. Without breaking the kiss, she moved my hand to her breast, then quickly to her puffy little vagina. Like I said, she gets impatient sometimes. And after witnessing her big sister’s orgasm, she was desperate.

Julie was blonde, and the fine hairs covering her pubic region were sparse. I didn’t know if this was because she was only fifteen, or she would always be that way. Her sister was similar, and her mom’s pubic hair was much thicker, but then, so was Nicky’s, for that matter, and Nicky was only a year older.