Chapter 9: Party Emotions

I went on more dates over the next two months, including a few with some of the men I hadn’t known before but whom I met at Jake’s monthly orgies. I liked all of them. Without revealing anything about the orgy, I also went out with Kevin several times. He was a great lover and was very satisfying.

Moreover, at work, our social clique that had lunch together grew and cemented itself: Sheri, Maryann, Sarah, Marsha, Kevin, Blake, Aaron, and me were the core. Others from within marketing joined us. We were a happy group, always full of laughter and interesting topics to discuss.

Closer to home, Owen also dated me, increasing in frequency to about twice a week. I had no compunction about dating on a weekday. Why not? Some weeks, I was out every night. I loved having a social life after not doing so for most of my life.

Sheri and Maryann were my constant companions and both continued to coach me in relationships, dating etiquette, and sex. They were constantly consulting about my wardrobe and makeup. We often had sex together, even sleeping together occasionally. I loved the two of them.

We had several discussions about whether I was turning into a lesbian, but they made me realize that since I liked guys and fucking so much, I definitely was not headed for a same sex serious relationship. If anything, I was bisexual and just loved the sex play with anybody. Sheri taught me the other terms for what we were: AC/DC, bi, going both ways, and ambi or ambisexual.

I also enjoyed sapphic lovemaking with Sarah and Marsha, although not together. Sarah was particularly skilled at bringing me off. She also taught me about fisting, being the first person to push their whole hand inside me, hit my hot spots, and give me an endless stream of orgasms.

Sarah knew of a small place near my cervix called my A-spot. It was a highly hidden erogenous zone, which she put to good use by stroking that patch of interior skin until I had colossal orgasms. Parts of me are probably still in orbit around the sun from what she did to me in there. The experience was mind-blowing and I passed out from the intensity of the experience.

After consulting with several others about the idea, I invited Kevin to attend a ‘party’ with me at Jake’s. Yes, it was one of the monthly orgies. I only assured him that he’d get lucky with me at the party, and hinted that he’d surely find some other pussy to satisfy his sexual urges.

Since they also worked with Kevin, I had checked with Sarah and Marsha to be sure they’d be as welcoming to having him at the party as Sheri and Maryann were. They both gave me evil grins. Neither had dated Kevin, but they liked him and thought he’d be fun both in and out of bed. Sheri and Maryann both wanted some new cock, and he was their target.

The night of the party Kevin and I arrived at Jake’s large house. I wore a micro-skirt with no undies and a crop top, along with my CFM heels. I looked pretty tarty, but about equal to what Sheri and Maryann were wearing. Kevin had on dockers and a sport shirt, and he’d never seen me so blatantly and sexually dressed. I know he wanted to say something, but he didn’t.

Sheri and Maryann almost had sex with Kevin just inside the front door as they greeted us. Sheri was also wearing a micro-skirt and had gone commando. Instead of the crop top, like me, she wore a gossamer blouse meant to be worn with either another shirt under it or a decorative brassiere. She had neither, so her glorious and perky tits were on display behind the thin red gauze.

Sheri liked to French kiss, and her welcome to Kevin was deeply personal and intense, and involved a lot of tongue and spit swapping. Maryann and I just watched the two of them. They were both into it.

Sheri announced as they finally broke apart, “We are so going to fuck each other’s brains out very soon.” I don’t think Kevin realized how soon, just then. He looked at me and I could tell he was feeling guilty.

Maryann was a little more subdued with her welcome, but it was very kissy-huggy. Meanwhile, Jake had come to greet us and I was wrapped up with Jake. As we kissed, he was pinching one of my nipples under my crop top; I liked when he did that. We also made a promise to hook-up later that evening that I was sure that Kevin heard and tried to process.

We found the self-service bar, and Kevin, being the doll that he is, made large batch of margaritas. He got interrupted when Marsha and Sarah came and greeted the two of us, with Kevin again getting the lion’s share of the attention and affection. Both of them humped his leg as they made out with him for a few minutes as part of their greeting.

Kevin looked very guilty as he broke away from Sarah and the two women wandered away. “I’m sorry, Brie. They were just so ... enthusiastic and friend. I couldn’t resist.”

I laughed, “I don’t want you to resist anybody or feel guilty. This party caters to the hedonistic tendencies we all have. Just enjoy. I am not the least bit bothered by your little make out sessions, and you shouldn’t be upset with mine when they happen.”

About then my new friend Ryan spotted me, and came across the room at a near gallop. I’d been on a date with him a week earlier and he told me I was the most fantastic fuck he’d ever had in his life, and for him that was saying something. I was sitting on a bar stool, and his arms were around me like a friendly octopus, and we were kissing like the apocalypse was due any second and we only had those seconds to save the world by kissing. Ryan ran his hand under my crop top and fondled my tits as we made out. Everyone knew exactly what to do.

When we finally broke apart, I introduced Kevin to him. Ryan warmly greeted him. After all, he’d done nothing wrong. Kevin expected some contrition, but there was none.

Jim found me with an equally enthusiastic greeting just after we started to wander around the living room with our drinks.

A girl named Amber stopped Kevin and kissed him. She told him that she liked his looks and his preppy demeanor. She asked, “Can I start the evening off with you. I want to mix it up with some new people I haven’t been with – that’s you, for starters.”

Kevin was speechless.

I leaned toward one ear and said, “Just say, yes. Do it. I promise I won’t mind.”

“But ... but ... but ... you’ll be alone.”

“No, I won’t; someone will find me in seconds. Make Amber happy.”

Amber looked overjoyed that I’d encouraged him to be with her and gave me a large smile with promise written all over it.

Kevin stammered out, “OK, I guess ... but when you say ‘mix it up’, what exactly do you mean?”

Amber ignored his stupid question, and merely dragged Kevin away and out the door to the patio. He longingly looked over his shoulder at me as he disappeared. I had to laugh. He wasn’t use to bold women.

Ryan claimed me and we went into Jake’s media room. One of Sheri’s porn videos played on the large screen television. We stripped and then made out as we started fucking. So far, the evening was going quite well. Ryan ate my pussy for a long time, and I started having orgasms. I loved Jake’s parties.

About an hour later, I went looking for Kevin. I found him balls deep in Sarah. She had her arms and legs wrapped around his body as he jerked his lower body against hers in a classic missionary fuck.

Everybody at the party was naked or nearly so, and most were on their second round. Luke found me and we took an empty chaise within eyesight of Kevin and Sarah and started to engage in sex together.

Luke was not bothered by other men’s emissions in or on my body. He ate my cunt to a new level of arousal. I know I was loud when each orgasm struck me like a lightning bolt, but I didn’t realize I was creating a scene.

I was riding Luke after we started to fuck. Kevin came and stood beside me with Sarah. “Babe, you are really noisy. You need to tone it down or else go inside. The police might get called by a neighbor otherwise.”

“I’m sorry, just that ... Luke really got to me. I just love his cock inside me, and he was doing that corkscrew thingy that also touches my clit.”

“You were with somebody earlier while I was with Amber?”

“I was with Ryan, and now Luke. It’s that kind of a party. Go relax or find and make a new friend.”

Sarah quickly said, “Marsha wants to be with you, Kevin. She’ll kill me if I don’t bring you to her since we’re through for now. I promised.”

Kevin looked at me, worried that he’d do the wrong thing. I waved dismissively at him. “Go and fuck Marsha. I love the two of you, and the two of you together will be stupendous. I’ll try to keep the noise down.” I started to ride Luke again as Kevin watched right where we connected.

He turned to leave and Amber made a scream from one of the other chaises. Jake was nailing her with every skill he had, and she’d just had a really large orgasm in the missionary position after he’d edged her for forty minutes. He was still on his first round and stretching it out with the little brunette trollop.