My sister's husband may have been a bastard, but he knew how to throw a party. Sharon, my sister, was eight years older than me, but despite the age gap we had always got on well, I couldn't say the same of her husband, Mike, they had been married for two years and I still didn't like the bugger. Needless to say he returned my 'affections' and had it not been for Sharon I would not have been invited to the party on that fateful night. Though I was only sixteen I looked older and had passed myself off as being over twenty-one a number of times; that plus the fact that the party was a masked ball so to speak and Mike didn't even realise I was there.
When I had arrived early in the evening Sharon had met me at the door, she handed me a mask and warned me to steer clear of Mike until he'd had a few drinks, I was only too happy to oblige her. Safe in the anonymity of my mask I circulated among the guests, drank, chatted, joked and danced, I had my first snogging session within an hour of arriving and the evening promised more to come. By eleven everyone had drunk enough to feel relaxed and uninhibited, I was dancing with a rather dishy woman, kissing her while fondling her boobs when Mike called out that it was time for some fun. Reluctantly my partner and I parted and looked towards Mike, grinning he waved a handful of blindfolds, it seemed we were to play a giant game of blind man's bluff, the object of the game being to grope, fondle and otherwise enjoy the bodies of members of the opposite sex. I had no objection to this even though I quickly saw that if we were all blindfolded there would be a few awkward moments when male bumped into male, especially if they kissed first and groped later, nevertheless it sounded like fun. The blindfolds were handed out and soon there was a room full of twenty people standing around in the dark.
Within a few minutes of putting on my blindfold I felt a body bump into me, reaching out I had a quick feel to ascertain the gender and when I found that it was female I quickly drew her to me. The woman, whoever she was, was as eager as I was to get to grips, as we kissed our hands passed over each other, our fingers busily loosening buttons and opening zips as they passed. When we at last parted I had a hard on and my clothes were in total disarray, so much so that I lost my trousers, undaunted by this I went in search of another body to fondle. After rejecting a male body I found another female, by the time I had reached her she had already lost half of her clothing, by the time we eventually parted she had lost the rest, mind you all I had left on were my socks. So the game went on, at one point I was grabbed and kissed forcefully, a pair of hands wandered down my back then slide round to my groin and froze as they took hold of my hard cock. When the hands began to wank me I reached out to return the caress and it was my turn to freeze for instead of a pussy I found myself grasping a cock, the owner of which was happily wanking me while I came to grips with the situation. I surprised myself by finding that I was enjoying this man's touch and began to move my hand on his cock, for a while we stood kissing and wanking each other then he surprised me by dropping to his knees and taking my cock into his mouth. It was a shock to discover that I enjoyed him sucking me and I surrendered myself to his attentions, when at last he made me climax in his mouth he stood up, kissed me and moved away for which I was grateful for I was sure I could not have returned his favour. Despite having been sucked off my cock was still hard, the whole situation was such a turn on that it would have turned on a corpse let alone a randy bugger like me. A few moments later a warm, naked female body fell into my clutches and I lost no time in exploring her body, my hands probed her pussy while my lips closed around a nipple, her hands rubbed my cock and chest.
"Time to fuck the person you are with." Mike's voice sounded over the sighs and groans.
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