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After party

June 05, 2005

Before you read this entry, you should make your way over to the Educated Slut and read Jane�s entry about our adventures with a cute and willing houseboy, who scrubbed her bathroom and mopped the kitchen (after coming on the floor, at our request) a few nights ago.

Okay, now you can wipe up your� uh, drool, and you�ve got yourself some backstory.

Last night was Jane�s grandiose party, a celebration of surviving New York, graduating college, and moving on and out to grad school. It brought together many of the people she�s cared about over the past five years � I�m sure she�ll tell you more about it over on her blog. Although I have plenty of thoughts about the party itself and the feelings it evoked in me � I�m not going to tell you about the party, its fabulous attendees nor scintillating conversations about kangaroo cock.

I�m going to tell you about what happened after the official party.

As the evening grew later, people continued to trickle into the party, while others (like Jane�s family) trickled out. All night we�d been telling people who should be in the know (aka not grandma) that they had to play �find the houseboy,� as he�d be in attendance, but his identity had to be guessed. I was lounging on Jane�s bed with Jeremy, chatting with some of the other guests when Moira, a friend of mine and Jane�s who we met at a bisexual speed dating event two years ago, struck up a conversation with a solo guy in attendance, �So, how long have you known Jane?� He blushed a little and said, �Well, a few nights ago�� He didn�t even need to finish his sentence. Moira gleefully clapped her hands and declared, �It�s Steve! I found Steve the houseboy!�

After a while it became evident that the party was really happening on the roof, so Jeremy and I sucked up our fears of the rickety ladder and clamored up there, ladies first so he could break my fall should there be an accident, or rather, appreciate the upskirt view of my ass in a rare moment of thong-wearing. On the roof, we could enjoy the stars, the sounds of the elevated train going by, the rivulets of spilled beer edging down the slope in the roof, and the company of our fine friends Jane, Moira, and Steve. We joked for a while about getting naked on the roof, and I hassled Jane to take off her dress (because at heart I am a dirty old man), until she decided she had to go to the bathroom (dress intact), so she climbed down the ladder and we four remained. We four couldn�t keep our hands to ourselves very well, and suddenly the conversations ended and the only sounds were those of kissing, soft moans, and clothing coming undone. When Jane came back onto the roof, Jeremy had partly unbuttoned my dress and had his hand down my underwear, while both Moira and Steve had wriggled part way out of their pants. Jane�s reappearance made us all burst into laughter. She pouted that we�d gotten started without her, but we all encouraged her to join us.

She resisted, saying that there were still people downstairs in her apartment, people who we didn�t necessarily want to get naked with, but who might come up on the roof at any moment. She peeked over the edge of the roof to see several of the partygoers out on the stoop, �Pssst. Hey. Pssst,� she called over the edge to them. And when they looked up, �There�s debauchery happening up here. Don�t let anyone come up. Tell us when you�re going back inside!� We coaxed Jane away from the edge of the roof, and she again expressed her concern at abandoning her clothed guests for the likes of us.

�Well, any way you cut it, I have a strong desire to be naked on this roof and looking at the Manhattan skyline, so�� I unbuttoned my dress fully, shed my bra, and wiggled out of my panties so that I could feel the warm touch of the night air on my skin and feel that lovely feeling of being naked on a city rooftop. Jane, Jeremy, Moira and Steve made short shrift of shedding their clothes, and our bodies all collided into a mass of giggling, groping, horny flesh.

�I�m touching your boyfriend�s cock,� Jane stage-whispered to me.

�I�m tired of standing up,� Moira breathed as her knees buckled from the joys of many hands caressing her.

The trouble was that with people lounging about downstairs who we didn�t think would be a good mix in the ole sex pot, we had to figure out a place to be. Fucking on the roof sounded hot but in reality would involve lots of rolling around in spilt beer, roof burn (rug burn�s vicious cousin) and getting covered in tar from the rooftop. Plus, although Jeremy had condoms with him, someone would have to go downstairs for other necessary items like lube and baby wipes. The kissing ended and discussion of what to do came up again as Jane and Moira tried to figure out what the best plan of action was.

�While you figure that out, I�m going to take this moment to enjoy the cocks of these two fine gentlemen,� I announced as I ran my fingers over two cocks dripping with pre-come. That lit a bit of fire under their asses, and Jane decided to venture downstairs and tell her remaining guests that (big yawn and stretch) she was tired and wanted to go to bed. Everyone put their clothes back on (only briefly, never fear!) and we slowly and unerotically worked our ways down the ladder and into Jane�s room. Being the first one in the room, I pulled sex toys and condoms out of their hiding places, where Jane had stashed them to avoid discovery by the wrong party goers. When everyone got into the room clothes came off really quickly. I asked Jane what her limits were, as she�s still in recovery from her IUD insertion, and she decided that there would be no boy penises in her cunt. She quickly established herself as the resident hair puller and maker of encouraging remarks.

We all sort of fell onto the bed, Jeremy with his face between my legs, Moira on her back next to me with Steve�s hands between her legs, and Jane behind Steve, administering a loving flogging with one of her toys. Since we�d already spent a good amount of time on foreplay while up on the roof, we dove pretty quickly into the fucking. I arched my back and lifted my pelvis up to meet Jeremy�s cock. Jane twisted her hand into my hair at the front of my head and began to pull. My scalp tingled, and I relocated her hand to the back of my head, to the place where hair subsides and neck begins � my favorite hair pulling location. Jane started a steady pull, almost immobilizing my head. That, combined with Jeremy�s earnest and thoroughly fucking, pushed me over the edge really quickly, and I had a shuddering, thigh-clapping, tear-welling orgasm, twisting my head into Jane�s lap, twitching madly. Orgasms are for awesome.

As the waves of my orgasm subsided a little, we were distracted by the solid fucking Steve was giving Moira right next to me. �Look at me,� Jane demanded of Moira as Steve thrust his cock deep into Moira from behind. Moira seemed like she was having trouble concentrating on anything other than the fucking, but Jane wasn�t letting her off the hook. I wrapped my hand into Moira�s hair and held her head back so she could look Jane in the eyes more easily. Jane launched into some dirty talk, telling Moira what a ferocious little slut she is, directing her to take Steve�s cock like the dirty girl she is. All the while, I was multitasking � keeping Moira�s head pulled up for Jane, occasionally getting a mouthful of her ample boobs and keeping my legs spread to receive more fucking from Jeremy. Moira was getting lots of rough and tumble attention from all angles, and she came hard in a flurry of group effort.

As she relaxed into a post-orgasmic bliss, my attention turned to getting Jeremy off. I wanted him to straddle me and come on my tits, and at first he protested: �I�m telling you, I haven�t come since last Sunday. It�s going to be a lot of come.� Greedy bitch that I am, I wanted his come on me � even (especially!) if it was going to be a big mess. I peeled the condom off and asked for some lube (group sex is awesome if only so there are other people around to find the lube and condoms) and set to work on him with my hands. I felt his cock stiffen to almost an impossible degree, and he began to shake above me. With a loud groan and a shudder, his cock pumped a giant mass of come (he wasn’t kidding) all over me, and he just kept coming, one spurt after another.

I was a little sad to see Jeremy mop me down with baby wipes, erasing the awesome Jackson Pollockesque cum splatters all over my belly, tits and neck. Though clearly impractical, I kinda wanted to wear his come like a badge of honor.

After a little bit of regrouping, it was time to pass the orgasm torch to Jane and Steve, who hadn�t come yet. While I�d been going at Jeremy, Jane had set herself up in a low armchair right next to the bed with her Hitachi and a butt plug, so she was well on her way into orbit. Moira lay on her back below Steve as he masturbated, complaining that he was going to have trouble coming, having been inspired to jerk off 87 million times (a precise figure, I am told) by reading Jane�s blog. I offered to help him out a bit as Jeremy turned his attentions to Moira�s lovely boobs. The four of us intertwined as Jane brought herself to a string of squirtastic orgasms, soaking her chair and putting on quite the display of female ejaculation for all of us. This put Steve right on the edge, and I massaged his balls and bit his tongue to help him along. As he announced that he was about to come, I cupped my hand over Moira�s pussy to protect her from wily boy juices. His come rained down on my hand and all over Moira�s belly. Another round of baby wipes and we were all only a little bit worse for the wear.

Sated, sticky and laughing, we all flopped down on Jane�s bed.

Posted by Dacia at June 5, 2005 11:43 PM

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