Chapter 5: Getting Into the Party Scene

Watching the couple fucking on the table, I took quick stock of my party experience so far. Let’s see ... first I was ambushed and fucked in front of a roomful of people, then I got a mouthful of cum without even sucking the guy, and now I’d been fucked again by someone I couldn’t even identify in a police line-up. Put that together with seeing more sex up close and personal than I’d ever witnessed in my life, it had certainly been an interesting evening so far, to say the least.

Even so, to be honest I wouldn’t have minded just a good old-fashioned fucking flat on my back laying on the floor about now. No theatrics, just me enjoying a nice hard dick in me. Normally I’m not what you would call shy, but for some reason this whole affair was a little intimidating leaving me a bit hesitant to go right out and just ASK a guy to fuck me.

Fortunately, now that I’d stripped I wasn’t having any problems attracting attention. Perhaps keeping my clothes on was somehow signaling to people I wasn’t ready yet as no sooner was I prancing around nude than it seemed every guy in the place, not to mention a few girls, were coming on to me. I can’t say I didn’t enjoy the attention although at first it was a little overwhelming.

Finally one guys just seemed to stand out from the rest (the stereotypical “alpha male”?) and the next thing I knew I was being led back into the dining room where another couple had taken the place of the one I’d been watching before. From the looks of things, they’d just started as she was laying on her stomach, sucking the cock of her partner who was standing at the edge of the table.

My guy didn’t introduce himself, names didn’t seem to be something folks exchanged here, but he did comment that I had a great looking body and how he’d wanted to fuck me from the moment he first saw me walk in. Not the usual compliment you get from a guy you’ve just met but probably one of the more honest ones I’ve gotten. Before I got up on the table, he asked me to suck his cock first so I kneeled down and took him in my mouth. Damn, he must have just finished fucking someone because the female scent was overpowering and I could even taste her pussy on his cock. I looked up at him and he seemed to know what I was thinking, or more likely, had anticipated it.

“Yes, I was just with someone else,” he confessed, “Is that OK with you?”

Smiling broadly, I let go of his cock and stroked it as I replied, “Actually, you taste pretty damn good! Did you fuck her good?”

“Well, I was sort of hoping you would think so,” he said with a bit of a smirk on his face, “It was your friend you came here with!”

Now THAT was interesting, to say the least. I’d never even touched Beth’s pussy, let alone taste it, and now here I was sucking her pussy juices off a guy’s cock just a few minutes after he’d fucked her. Well, at least I knew now that she tasted fantastic. For a moment, my mind wandered to thoughts of her incredible body and I wondered what her pussy would taste like straight at the source.

“Oh, so does that look mean you’ve never tasted her before?” the guy asked with a hint of interest in his voice. He must have seen something in my expression when he told me he had just fucked her. From the questioning tone I knew she hadn’t told him or else he would have made it a statement rather than a query. I just shook my head and went back to work on his cock but he pulled me up by my shoulders instead.

“That’s OK, I just wanted to see the look on your face when you found out you were licking her off of me,” he said with a smile, “To be honest, I’d rather be eating YOU out.”

Well, no girl in her right mind would ever turn down THAT offer so being of sound mind and body I lifted myself onto the table and scooted back until my knees were at the end and my lower legs dangled freely. The guy put his hands on my knees, spreading them further apart and then he lowered his head down to my crotch where his tongue immediately went into action.

Damn, he was pretty good! Most guys just don’t get it when they lick a girl’s pussy but someone had trained this man well! For the first time that evening, a GUY got me off and not just once, but twice. His face was covered with my pussy cum when he finally relented and pulled me up until I was sitting on the edge of the table.

“God you’re good,” I panted softly to him, my heart still racing like it was going to fly out of my chest.

“Good ... so does that mean I can fuck you now?” he said with a slight grin. He had the most cutest dimples and I wanted to melt right away at his smile.

“Like, do you really have to ask?” I sighed. Did he have ANY idea of how badly I wanted to be fucked right now?

The answer was good enough for him so he helped me lay back and he lifted my legs up and over his shoulders as he move in closer to my crotch. I noticed out of the corner of my eye that the couple next to us was a step ahead as he was already fucking her as she was on her back on the table. The table wasn’t all that big so they were only about a foot to the side of us but until we now we’d pretty much ignored one another. Now it was pretty hard NOT to notice her as our heads were almost touching.

Our eyes met and she grinned at me as she grunted with each thrust of the cock that was fucking her pussy. Just as I was about to say something I was rocked by a hard thrust from my own guy’s cock as he shoved it roughly inside of me. Fortunately I was so wet it didn’t really matter and he slid easily in me, a far cry from the efforts Pete had to go through back that first time which seemed so long ago now.

“Oh yeah,” I gasped as he started to stroke himself in and out of me, “Fuck me!”

He grabbed each leg by the ankles and lifted them up off his shoulders and higher in the air over my body. It had the effect of lifting my ass up off the table, letting him drive himself even deeper with the ensuing strokes.

“Feel good?” I heard her ask next to me. I turned and saw she was looking at me with a grin on her face.

“Love it,” was all I could get out in response as he slammed himself in and out of me.

“Yeah, you look like someone who loves fucking for the sake of fucking,” she said.

It was a little surreal to be talking as if we were having tea instead of both of us being fucked. Besides, such an observation would hold true for most, if not all, of the girls here I would’ve thought. After all, this wasn’t like you were making love or anything!

“Do you let them cum in you?” she asked. Another odd question but I nodded in response.

“I won’t let a man cum in me until I get married,” she said in an almost defiant tone.

Now there was a different spin on premarital sex. I had a roomie once who wouldn’t even masturbate, claiming it was a form of premarital sex. I’ve had lots of friends who claimed to be “saving themselves for marriage” but until now, I had never heard a girl say it was OK to let a guy fuck her but he couldn’t cum in her until they were married!

“Well, personally I LOVE it when a guy cums in me,” I responded just as forcefully, letting her know where I stood on the issue.

“Hey, you two finished talking or are we just jerking ourselves off here?” complained the guy who was fucking the other girl.

Oh well, I guess he had a point. This was all impersonal enough as it was but to all but ignore them fucking us while we carried on our own little conversation WAS pushing it a bit. Turning my attention back to my guy, I looked him in the eyes as he grunted and groaned with his efforts. The guy really was trying, I’ll give him that!