Kelly's Diary 176 - New Year's Eve
Copyright© 2025 by Kelly85
Chapter 3: What to Wear?
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 3: What to Wear? - So much for my plans to spend a relatively quiet New Year's Eve with some close friends. When my slutty cousin Kristen called to ask me if I was interested in having some "fun", I should have known better but then, when have I ever been able to resist her offers? What a way to bring in the new year!
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Mult True Story Incest Cousins Gang Bang Orgy Exhibitionism Oral Sex
New Year’s was only a few days away so I hoped Kristen would get back to me with more details. What was I supposed to wear - something formal or casual? Conservative or slutty? I’d love to have known how many guys (and girls?) there would be. Not that it would determine whether I would go or not, it’s just I would feel better not walking in totally in the dark. Fortunately she called me back the next day with more information.
“OK, here’s the scoop ... it’s just you and me in the van. Figure on maybe three or four guys with us at most. They said the party would be a lot of people - lots of girls too, so don’t worry about that as odds are they’ll be so drunk it won’t last for long anyway.”
Sounded OK to me so far. “So what do I wear?” I asked.
“Does it matter, you won’t be wearing it for long anyway!” she teased, well maybe half-teased because there was probably quite a bit of truth in what she said.
“Yeah, but we should go the same, don’t you think?”
“Well, I was planning on a short skirt and blouse, something accessible and easy to take off and get back on again,” she answered.
“Panties?”
“Kelly! You know the drill so why even ask such a stupid question,” she sighed, “We’re not going out to the mall flirting you know.”
She was right - it WAS a silly question when I thought about it. Sometimes we would go out minus the underwear when the goal was just to tease and flirt the poor guys at either the mall or somewhere else we might be hanging out at, even a restaurant. The difference was in those cases, they only got to SEE, not touch. Wednesday night would be quite different in that the idea was NOT to let them see at first but eventually they would get what they wanted, including the touching part. Sort of strange when you think about it - the better the odds of getting laid, the more clothes I wear!
The skirt idea sounded good. Shorts are always nice but after all, it WAS January and the weather wasn’t forecasted to be all the warm either. I had a number of skirts that would work so the question was, which one to wear? Sorting through my closet, I pulled out several and laid them out on my bed. It seems every time I go out on something like this it’s the same routine - debating what to wear. Sometimes I think it must be nice to be a guy - just grab a pair of jeans and a shirt and go for it, who cares if it’s been washed or worn before!
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