It's a Party!

It’s a Party!

Chapter Forty-Nine

By Bubblegom

NC17 – for overt sexual activities

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I began to put my ill gotten money to work immediately. I searched on the internet until I found some appropriate term papers for sale. After I paid and they were sent to me via an attachment, I managed to dumb them down some. After all, it would look way too suspicious if I received an A on them.

Next I paid a friend of mine who was a computer genius to hack into the school’s computer. He was able to find midterm tests for several of my teachers. Of course, then I had to do the difficult part – looking up the answers – haha! Again I had to make sure that I only got C’s on them or at least nothing higher than a B.

That still left a couple of my tests unaccounted for. I was able to locate some people who were taking the same tests in classes ahead of mine and by bribing them with a large sum of money, they agreed to give me a list of duplicate answers before I took the tests. I was running through my thievery money like crazy, but that is what I needed it for. Again I made certain I didn’t answer all of them right. And that was that! I breezed through midterms. Now I only had to worry about the end of the year tests and term papers.

Now some of you might have read my chapter about my younger sister, Kimberly. If not, I’ll tell you about her right now. She was just turning thirteen. In fact, this chapter is about her surprise birthday party. Kimberly had a cute figure and 34B breasts. She was definitely budding after my own style. Kimberly was a brunette and had long hair that hung down just past her shoulders.

Her best friend, Audrey, was a good year older than Kimberly and was a little bigger in all departments. She had long red hair and was very attractive. I’m the one who suggested to my mother that we throw Kimberly a surprise party. You might think it was sweet of me, just like my mother did, but I had other fish to fry.

The first thing I did was to swear Audrey in on the deal. I was going to need her help to pull this off. Now Kimberly’s birthday was actually on a Monday that year, so we set the surprise party up for Saturday evening. That way it would be far easier to surprise her because she wouldn’t be expecting anything on a day that was not her birthday.

Then Audrey, under my direction, got her parents to invite my parents out to dinner and a show on that Saturday night. I even gave Audrey a chunk of cash to oil that whole maneuver with her parents. This of course was to keep my parents out of the way for the entire party. I even invited everybody to be there by seven o’clock, which is fairly early for a party, but I didn’t want to waste any time once my parents had left.

Next I got with Audrey and she helped me with who to invite. Of course at their age, both Audrey and Kimberly were interested in BOYS! So consequently the majority of those invited were young males. We even greased the wheels some by telling them they didn’t have to bring presents – just themselves. I know as far as Kimberly was concerned, the boys were the presents.

We did invite one young woman besides Audrey. I’ll tell you who we didn’t invite. One was that bastard Brad who Kimberly had had the crush on. This isn’t my friend, Brad. This was a guy who wasn’t satisfied to be with me when I stripped Kimberly, Audrey and this young woman, Susie (again not my friend, but one of Kimberly’s classmates). After I sent him home and told him to keep his mouth shut, he came back to my house with some of his friends, so he lost out for disobeying me.

The other one not invited was Susie, Kimberly’s worst enemy. Susie was beautiful and almost my age. She was actually a couple of inches taller than me, and outweighed me, but I still owned the best rack by far. She was somewhat thin and had long blonde hair. Audrey or I invited everyone by word of mouth and we cautioned each and everyone of them to keep it a complete secret from everyone else. We told them if they blew it and somehow word got out before the party was held, they would automatically no longer be welcomed to attend.

I bought a specialty cake at an x-rated bakery shop – you know me – I’m always tasteful – haha! I also bought some cornball stuff like a big ‘Happy Birthday’ banner that you hang up, a lot of balloons and crepe streamers. I still had a lot of little kid in me and after all, this was for my younger sister.

On Saturday afternoon, Audrey was going to call Kimberly and invite her over. I was going to give Kimberly an early birthday gift. It was a pair of extremely low cut low riders. I mean these were so tight and so low that they fit straight across Kimberly’s pubic bones. The beginning of her crack was easily seen. There was no way she could wear any panties with them – not even a thong – it would just look too tacky. I also gave her the world’s smallest halter top. Most of her breasts down to the beginning of her aureoles were visible, so she couldn’t wear any kind of a bra either.

She looked very hot in it. I had to talk her into wearing it. Audrey also pumped Kimberly up about it when she got over there. I was going to wear some more intimate outerwear. This one was very intimate. It was a black stretch split-cup bralette and crotchless g-string. How these people thought this was outerwear is beyond me, but they did and so did I.

Obviously I looked incredibly sexy in this. I had cameras stashed all over the house. I told Audrey where they all were. I didn’t have any locked down plans except I figured at some point Kimberly should get a birthday spanking and it would be bare assed and would need to be documented photographically.

You know all about the plans of mice and men? Sure you do, don’t you? Actually it’s this: The best laid schemes o’ mice and men gang aft a-gley, and leave us naught but grief and pain for promised joy. So right after Kimberly left for Audrey’s, I received a phone call from Chase Manners. You remember her from the last chapter? In case you don’t, she was absolutely gorgeous. She had a perfect hourglass figure with approximately 36B breasts. She had long brunette hair cut across her forehead and blue eyes. She looked to be around twenty years old.

My parents were supposed to meet Audrey’s parents at the restaurant at six o’clock. That way there wasn’t any chance that they would run into Kimberly at Audrey’s house and discover she was wearing the outfit I gave her. I told Chase to come over at six. The door bell rang and I ran to the door, hoping it was Chase and it was.

She looked terrific. Chase was wearing a plum colored deep V-neckline front and back. It was tied in the back across her shoulders and the tie hung halfway down her back. The skirt was ruched on one side – a gathered trimming. Once she stepped into the house and I got a good look at her outfit, I blurted out, “You look gorgeous!”

She smiled demurely at me and thanked me softly. I hadn’t wanted to say something such as that, because I had no idea at all if she were gay or bi or straight and I didn’t want to scare her away.

Giving my outfit the once over with her eyes, Chase smiled and said, “Sara, wouldn’t it have been more honest to just be naked? What you have on really doesn’t cover much.”

I laughed and said, “Yes, but that little covering makes all the difference.”

Chase laughed in return and said, “I guess you’re right.”

The beautiful woman handed me a nicely wrapped present for Kimberly.

“That’s very nice of you,” I said. “But you didn’t have to.”

“I know, but I don’t imagine that some of these kids you invited will bring her much.”

“Yeah, I’m sure that’s true. Well, it was very thoughtful of you.”

I placed the present among some others on the dining room table.

“Hey, what are all those?” Chase asked.

“Just some presents I got Kimberly. You know – things that every girl needs at a certain point.”

“Uh oh,” Chase said and looked at me pointedly.

I laughed and said, “Exactly.”

I invited the young woman into the kitchen to show off the cake.

“Oh my God!” she exclaimed. “Is that really appropriate?”

“No, it probably isn’t.” I admitted. “But that’s what makes it fun.”

Chase laughed throatily. She had such a sexy laugh. In fact, she oozed sex. I sincerely hoped I somehow enticed her out of her clothes during the evening.

“What about my outfit?” I asked. “Is it appropriate?”

“Probably not,” Chase answered. “But it’s so you.”

“Is this me?” I asked and flipped up my crotchless g-string, flashing my naked cunt at her.

Chase stood stunned for a few seconds. I noticed she was slightly flushed. Maybe there was something good happening here.

“To answer your question, it looks like you, so it must be,” the young beauty said.

This time it was my turn to laugh. I never found out how things might have developed from that point because the door bell chimes rang. I went to answer the door with Chase following in my wake.

It was Frankie Thomas. He was of Italian descent and sixteen years old. He had black hair in a DA (that’s duck ass to you civilians). He had medium height, a nice build and dark handsome looks. As soon as I opened the door and he caught a good glimpse of me in my very abbreviated outfit, I thought his eyes were gonna pop out of his head.

Then when he saw Chase, his eyes even became bigger.

He turned back to me and barked, “Sara!”

I think he was going to comment on my outfit and then chickened out – because when I said, “What?” he finally just said, “Hi.”

He shoved a badly wrapped present at me. “This is for Kimberly,” he explained.

I was impressed that he had brought her anything, but even more so that he attempted to wrap it. Therefore I was gracious and said, “Thank you, I’m sure she will be grateful. This is Chase,” I introduced my new friend.

“Oh God,” he said, abjectly staring at her. “I’m so grateful to see you.”

She laughed throatily. God, this woman was pure sex. It suddenly struck me that it was Saturday night and she had wanted to come to Kimberly’s birthday party. She must have had some kind of interest in me. Chase probably had men lined up to take her to Miami for the evening, which was quite a distance from us.

On a whim, I asked, “Have you even been to Miami?”

“Oh, sure. All the time. Have you ever been there, Sara?” Chase asked.

“Nope, never have.”

“Oh, you would love it,” she predicted. “Miami after dark is wonderful.”

“What I would really like to do is go to Fantasy Fest,” I said.

“Oh, yes, Sara. I can certainly see you at Fantasy Fest – it’s very kinky. In fact, if you go next year, I would love to go with you,” she said.

“For sure!” I promised. “That would be awesome!”

For all you who don’t know what Fantasy Fest is, it’s held every year in Key West – go look it up online.

“I want to go with you,” Frankie said.

Chase and I totally ignored him. Just what we would want with us – some gawky high school kid. We hadn’t even moved away from the door when the door bell chimed again. This time it was Bill Heartilly, a fifteen year old. He had long dark hair and sensitive features. Bill was rather tall, but slight of build.

He too was holding an ill wrapped present. I was really impressed with these guys bringing presents. God knows what the presents were, but in this case it truly was the thought that counted. Bill stepped into the house and then got a good look at me.

“Good God, Sara!” he exclaimed. “You’re practically naked!”

I think he embarrassed Frankie, who grew frightened that I would go and put some clothes on.

“Be quiet,” he told Bill. “You’re embarrassing Sara.”

‘Haha,’ I thought. ‘Embarrass me? They can’t embarrass me.’

“Don’t worry about it, Bill,” I told him. “You didn’t embarrass me, I thought what you said was sweet.”

I stared at him and then slightly opened my mouth and rubbed my tongue over my lips. I lowered my eyes and saw he had developed quite a bulge beneath his pants. I reached out and rubbed it and felt it grow underneath my hand.

“Oh, Sara,” he moaned loudly.

I took pity on him and removed my hand – just another couple of rubs and he would have shot off in his pants.

“Sara,” Chase said. “You’re so wicked.”

I introduced Chase to Bill. “Pleased to meet you,” he said, while never removing his eyes from me. I looked at Chase and shrugged my shoulders.

“Why don’t we all go sit in the living room and wait for everybody else to arrive,” Chase suggested.

Once we were seated, Frankie attempted to make conversation with Chase. Meanwhile Bill just sat there on the edge of his chair, looking for all the world as if he were in a state of shock.

“Where do you know Sara from?” Frankie asked.

“I met her in the ladies room at the movies. Sara was naked and she was eating out her date, who was also naked.”

Bill groaned loudly. Frankie’s mouth dropped open and remained there. The door bell rang again.

Chase jumped up and said, “I’ll go this time. I don’t want to risk you putting any other guys into a state of shock right off.”

I laughed as Chase went to the front door. She brought back Dick Brookings. He was sixteen and had short red hair. He was good looking if you didn’t mind a mess of freckles. He was about five feet, ten inches and had some good weight on him, but he wasn’t fat at all.

“Hi Sara,” he said brightly.

Chase must have given him advance warning because he didn’t turn a hair over what I was wearing – not exactly the type of reaction I was looking for.”

“I take it you’ve met Chase,” I said.

“Yeah,” Dick said enthusiastically. “She’s cool, isn’t she?”

This guy was real naïve, but it played right into my hands. “Yeah,” I agreed. “She’s way cool.”

Chase flashed me a big smile.

“When’s Kimberly supposed to get here?” Frankie asked.

“About seven,” I said.

“It’s almost seven now,” Chase said.

Once again the door bell rang. I jumped up.

“I’ll get it this time,” I said and I ran from the room before Chase could help.

This time there were two people at the door. In fact, they were the last two guests invited. It was Jordan Ash and Jennifer Juniper. Jordan had long blond hair and was seventeen years old. He possessed a lithe body, stood around six feet tall and was handsome in a vapid way. We used to say that Jordan Ash had a great ass – haha! This guy acted so disaffected that he hardly flicked his eyes at my outfit. He didn’t say a word, but instead he just brushed by me on his way to the living room.

Jennifer Juniper was one of Kimberly’s best friends. She was fourteen and had dark wispy ‘folksinger’ long hair. In fact, she played the guitar and sang folk songs. I’m sure you know the type – very poetic and soulful. She was rather skinny but had these great big breasts – probably about 34E. They were very incongruous for her body type and age. She probably had to order special bras from one of those mall shops. Jennifer’s eyes grew wide as frying pans when she took in what I was wearing.

“Oh my lord, Sara, you’re only wearing underwear.”

“No,” I contradicted. “This is intimate outerwear.”

“Sara, that is way too intimate to be considered outerwear,” she insisted.

“You ain’t seen nothing yet,” I said. “Look at this.”

I moved my g-string and flashed my bare cunt at her. She started some serious blushing – honest to God and also she was trembling.

“Sara,” she said shakily. “Please don’t do that anymore.”

Jennifer was all so tastefully dressed. She was wearing a full skirted, light fabric white dress with buttons down the front to the waist. There was a pattern of butterflies on it. Butterflies! Actually I realized the fabric was so light that the pattern kept her body from being readily seen under the dress. I figured if somehow some terrible accident occurred and her dress became soaking wet, it would become completely transparent. Mwahaha!

“Come on in the living room,” I invited.

As soon as we reached the living room, I introduced her to Chase. I could tell from the way that Jennifer was staring at Chase that she had acquired a fan. I didn’t know yet how I might use that or even if I’d be able to use it. I still didn’t even know what Chase’s part in all this was – whether she had come over because she fancied me or whether she wanted to live vicariously through me.

Some young women are drawn to exhibitionism, but they didn’t have the courage to follow through so they get their kicks from watching someone like me. I told everyone where I wanted them to hide the next time we heard someone at the door. All the guests had arrived so the next people would be Kimberly and Audrey unless a salesman came to the door. I had taken Kimberly’s house key in the morning and hidden it from her so she would have to knock on the door to get in, as long as I kept the door locked.

Suddenly there was loud knocking at the front door. I knew Kimberly’s knock when I heard it. I told everyone to scatter and hide. I went to the door and let them in. Sure enough, it was Kimberly and Audrey. Kimberly looked awesome! She had left her outfit on as per my instructions. The low riders only reached as high as her pubic bones. There was actually a few wisps of her fluffy brunette pubic hair sticking out. The halter top was so small on her breasts that the only part of her breasts that were covered were her aureoles and nipples.

“You look awesome!” I said.

“Oh, Sara, what are you wearing? Is that underwear?” Kimberly asked.

“I’ll have you know that this is intimate outwear,” I explained.

“Sara, you just get crazier and crazier,” my younger sister complained.

“You think that’s crazy? Look at this,” I said and then I flashed my hairless pussy at her.

“Oh Sara, Mom’s gonna kill you.”

“You think?” I asked. “Watch this.”

I stuck two fingers in my mouth and got them very wet and then inserted them into my labia and moved them in and out. Audrey laughed hysterically and Kimberly just shook her head at me.

“Where is Mom, by the way?” Kimberly asked.

“They went out with Audrey’s parents. They’ll be gone all evening.”

“Cool! What’d you want to do this evening?”

I said, “We could order a pizza and I could answer the door naked.”

“Oh, that old thing,” Kimberly complained. “You’ve done that a hundred times.”

Audrey’s mouth dropped open while my sister and I just laughed.

“Yeah,” I said. “I doubt there’s a delivery person in town who hasn’t seen me naked. We could go to the mall,” I suggested.

“Only if you get dressed,” Kimberly said.

As we walked into the living room, everyone jumped out of everywhere yelling, “Surprise!” I thought Kimberly was going to have a heart attack. We really got her!

“Oh lord,” she finally said. “I’m gonna get you for this, Sara.”

Kimberly finally noticed the way her friends (particularly the guys) were staring at her in her low riders and flimsy halter top and she began to blush. I introduced her and Audrey to Chase. I could tell right away that they all were going to get along very well. I could see that Kimberly was touched by all the trouble we went through to surprise her.

I went to the kitchen and returned to the dining room with Kimberly’s birthday cake.

“Oh my God, Sara!” Kimberly exclaimed when she saw it.

The cake was made to represent a raging hard-on. Kimberly and Audrey were blushing, and Chase was laughing. Remember – she had already seen it. I think she was laughing at the different reactions to it. Jennifer could hardly look at it, as though it were the real thing. The guys were all saying that theirs looked just like that. Finally I had enough of that and I told them to bring them on out then, if they had such monsters. They got real quiet then. Hell, if I’d been one of those guys and a hot chick like me told me to bring it out, I would have – haha!

“Kimberly, would you like to open your presents now?” I asked.

“Sure,” she said.

I was being nice because there were some things coming up that she wouldn’t like so much. She opened the two presents from the guys. Frankie gave her an inexpensive perfume and Bill gave her a fancy hair brush – haha – a hair brush! Kimberly was very gracious and thanked them sincerely. Chase gave her some Opium – the perfume, not the drug. That stuff is pretty expensive – the perfume, I mean. Of course the drug is expensive too. Kimberly offered Chase a huge smile.

I handed Kimberly two presents from me. “I’ll give you some more presents on your birthday, but those are Mom presents. These are Sara presents,” I said.

Chase looked as if she knew what was coming. Kimberly ripped the first present open in two seconds and was greeted by an eight inch dildo. It was expensive and accurate right down to the smallest detail or should I say – the largest detail. I halfway expected it to cum at any second.

“Oh, Sara, awesome!” Kimberly said. “This is perfect, thank you so much,” she said and kissed me on the cheek.

I guess that I had been right. I’d been a little worried if she would become embarrassed, but I guess I picked the correct age. Now you must know what the next one was. Yep, that’s right – a huge vibrator. Kimberly was just as excited with this as she was with the dildo.

“Okay, we’re going to play a game now,” I said.

Everyone looked extremely bored except for Chase. Chase was way cool.

“We going to play something like pin the tail on the donkey,” - here everyone but Chase again groaned - “except it’s called pin the tail on Kimberly. Okay, Kimberly you stand in the middle of the living room. Now you’re not allowed to move under any circumstances.”

“Do I have to?” she whined at me.

“Yep, it’s your party and it’s your job to provide the entertainment.”

Kimberly went and stood in the center of the room. I had a mask and tail from the real game. What Kimberly didn’t know was the tail actually had a very small pin at the end of it that was to stick into a cardboard donkey. It wouldn’t ordinarily hurt her much, unless it was stuck in a vulnerable area – haha!

“Who’s going first?” I asked.

“I will,” Chase volunteered.

I slipped the mask over Chase’s beautiful face and then spun her around three times. She slightly staggered when she took her first step. Some of the party goers began to get into it and laughed at her. Chase had a good sense of direction and she took off headed right for Kimberly. I cautioned Kimberly again not to move.

Chase used the unfair advantage of hearing my voice, knowing that I was standing right next to my sister now. Chase unerringly headed for Kimberly’s behind and stuck the pin right in the crack of her ass!

“Ow!” Kimberly loudly complained of the slight pain. She always was such a wussy.

“You win!” I told Chase.

She slipped her mask off and saw what a good job she had done.

“Hey, that’s not fair,” Audrey complained.

“What can I do about it?” I said. “Look at it, it’s perfect. No one else could get any closer.”

Kimberly pulled the pin laden tail out and threw it angrily on the floor.

“Hey, attitude-birthday girl. Be careful, you could get a birthday spanking,” I threatened.

Of course Kimberly being my sister, she’s just like me – very head strong and hates to be emotionally blackmailed.

“You wouldn’t dare,” she said.

Fighting words, indeed. “What do you want for a reward for winning the game?” I asked Chase.

“To give Kimberly her birthday spanking,” she said.

You see, the young woman was perfect. She knew exactly what I wanted her to say.

Kimberly warned again – needlessly, I thought – “You wouldn’t dare.”

She knew enough to run at that point, but she only made it two steps before I caught her by grabbing on to the back of her low riders. I only had to pull straight down (remember, they only reached to her pubic bones) and the low riders were down at her ankles, leaving her naked below the waist. Her pussy looked so cute.

“Oh wow!” Frankie exclaimed.

I’m certain he expressed the sentiments of all the other guys present.

“Oh, Sara, what are you doing?” Jennifer asked plaintively.

I moved in to finish the stripping. Kimberly didn’t know it yet, but I was going to allow her to fight back and strip me also Hey! I wanted my fun in this thing too! My sister attempted to continue to run with her low riders around her ankles. She knew she didn’t have the time needed to pull them up. I caught up with her easily and yanked her halter top off too! Kimberly was now effectively naked with only her low riders wrapped around her ankles.

“Oh man!” Bill shouted. “You’re fucking beautiful.”

Kimberly blushed furiously from embarrassment, but I think she also warmed to the compliment. I doubt any guy up to now had told her she was beautiful – naked or not. I looked at Chase and rolled my eyes in the direction of Kimberly. She immediately got the hint and went over to Kimberly and pulled the low riders off completely. You might think she did that to be mean, but it actually helped Kimberly regain her feet and her equilibrium.

After Kimberly stood up, Chase said, offering my sister a pep talk, “Just don’t stand here. Fight back!”

That was exactly what I wanted Chase to say. The guys had circled around Kimberly and me. Even the disaffected Jordan Ash had grown excited at Kimberly’s nudity. Jennifer had disappeared into the corner. Audrey was standing behind Kimberly, but she knew better than to get involved unless she wanted to lose her clothes too.

I continued to stand closely to Kimberly and I was busy laughing at her. If Kimberly had thought about it, she would known something was up. I never laugh at nudity. It’s a sacred thing to me. I knew Kimberly would go first for the flimsy g-string I was wearing and sure enough, she pulled that right off me in no time flat. I had to act as if I was upset or I knew my sister would smell a rat.

“You bitch!” I howled.

Kimberly laughed and told me it served me right and then I allowed her to yank off my bralette. Now I was as naked as Kimberly. I heard Jennifer actually moan in protest in the corner. I wasn’t as of yet completely sure what her trip was, but I had a strong feeling. Kimberly didn’t have an inkling what was coming. I glanced over at the guys and they all had huge bulges under their trousers. God, I would think that would hurt, having that long thing all squished up.

Once again I rolled my eyes at Chase and then looked over at the dildo. She understood me immediately. Kimberly allowed Chase to stand right beside her because she had no reason to distrust her. Suddenly Chase grabbed Kimberly by the back of the shoulders and pulled her all the way down where she ended up sitting on the carpet.

I quickly knelt between Kimberly’s legs. Chase then pulled my sister down to where she was laying on her back. I stuck the eight inch dildo in my mouth and sucked on it until there was a lot of moisture on it. Even though Chase was still holding Kimberly down, she could have fought back but instead she just laid there.

This led me to believe that she wanted this. The guys moved even closer to us until they were grouped in a semicircle around us. I could no longer even see Jennifer in the corner. I took the dildo and slowly and gently inserted it into Kimberly’s vulva. I noticed that it slid right in, which meant she had moisture present. That meant she had grown excited by being stripped. Kimberly’s nipples were rock hard.

I worked the eight inch dildo further and further in with each stroke. In case you think this is mean spirited of me, just remember I used a dildo on myself to remove my own virginity (check out Chapter One).

It’s a lot better than letting some tacky little pussy hound do it painfully and then bragging to everyone he copped your cheery.

“Give it to me,” Kimberly suddenly demanded.

I let go of it and my sister grabbed the dildo on her own and pushed it in and out of herself more and more rapidly. Her eyes glazed over and she was breathing rapidly. I stood up and waved Audrey and Chase over to me.

“Let’s get these guys stripped down,” I said.

Audrey had been snapping away with one of my cameras, taking some wonderful pictures of Kimberly. She set the camera down and moved off with Bill Heartilly. Chase paired up immediately with Dick Brookings and I took Frankie Thomas. Seeing what was happening, Jordan Ash and Jennifer disappeared into the kitchen. That was fine by me. That was exactly where I wanted Jennifer.

Frankie had combed back, black hair. He was of medium height, had a nice build, and had dark, handsome looks. I leaned my naked body fully against him and kissed him passionately. I stuck my tongue into his startled mouth and rubbed the bulge beneath his trousers with my left hand.

“Oh God, Sara,” he murmured. “Can we go in the bedroom?”

Haha! I thought. He just didn’t get it. He really thought I wanted to fuck him. Him! Out of all the thousands of guys that wanted to fuck me, I wanted to fuck him. Geez, the ego on some of these guys.

I glanced around the room. Kimberly was tentatively pushing the eight inch ecstasy stick into herself.

“Quit messing around and push it all the way in,” I yelled over to her. “It’s a few seconds of pain for a life time of pleasure.”

With a determined look on her face, Kimberly plunged the dildo into herself with renewed effort. This time she was using all of it and in a very short time she cried out in pain as she broke through.

“Now go for it,” I said.

My younger sister thrust the long artificial penis in and out with the strength and precision of a piston. I next looked at Audrey and Bill. He was tall, but slight of build. Audrey already had reduced his clothing to a pair of boxer shorts and she was kissing him all over his body. She next pulled his underwear down and his erection sprung up at her. Audrey was really catching on fast. It’s like I always say about men – keep them naked and in the kitchen – that way, they’re always ready to eat.

Chase and Dick Brookings were standing directly in front of me approximately ten feet away, almost into the dining room. Dick had short, red hair and was good looking, if you didn’t mind freckles. He was about five foot, ten inches tall and had some weight on him, but wasn’t fat at all.

Chase had also wheedled the young man out of every bit of clothing and he was standing totally nude. I turned to Frankie and said, “Strip down right here, right now or no deal.”

I decided I didn’t have time to waste priming this guy’s pump. I wanted to get into the kitchen to be with Jennifer. Outside of Chase, she was easily the most intriguing person at the party. I could literally see the wheels turning in Frankie’s head – pro and con. He glanced around the room and now noticed the other two male members were showing their male members. Sorry – just couldn’t help myself.

Frankie decided the pro (having sex with me) outweighed the con (stripping himself naked in public and in front of fully dressed young women) and he quickly was standing in front of me stark naked.

“Excuse me for a moment,” I said and I went around and gathered up all the male clothing.

I stepped through the kitchen with it. Sure enough, there were Jordan and Jennifer, hanging out thick as thieves. I took the clothing outside and walked over to our neighbor’s house. He was standing outside.

“Hi, Sara,” he said. “You’re looking good today.”

“Thanks, Rog,” I said.

Certainly after this many years, all my neighbors knew about my proclivities and no longer thought anything about it. I know for a fact that Rog fully enjoyed the show.

“I hope you don’t mind, I would like to throw this trash into your dumpster.”

“No problem,” he said cheerfully.

I figured the guys might eventually find their clothing there, but I knew it would take them quite awhile. I went back into the kitchen and peeked my head into the next room. There were still three naked young men present.

Chase and Audrey were sitting down in the comfortable living room chairs inspecting the troops, as it were. Chase had them all standing at attention, with their arms at their sides and their pricks at attention. It was my understanding from her later that she had threatened to call the police and say they had attempted to rape her and Audrey, if they didn’t do what she wanted. Even though Audrey was a bright pink, I could tell she was enjoying the show.

I called her into the kitchen. I hated to interrupt her fun, but I didn’t want to leave her out there with the guys if I called Chase into the kitchen instead of her. I didn’t think she could control them the way Chase did. I whispered to her what I needed her to do. Man, this was going to be fun. I had been looking forward to this ever since I first saw Jennifer at the front door.

Audrey entered the kitchen and stood beside Jennifer. I moved to stand between Jordan and Jennifer.

I looked at him and said, “If you get in the way, I’ll strip you naked and throw you outside.”

The big wussy shrank back in fear.

Jennifer stood defiantly in front of me, her hands on her hips. “Sara, you should be so ashamed – ruining your sister’s birthday party by running around naked.”

“Now,” I said.

Audrey gripped Jennifer from behind. I turned on the water in the sink and grabbed the sprayer. Now one thing you have to understand about my mother is she always demanded a real good sprayer. The thing had about half the power of a super soaker. I pressed the sprayer in and just soaked her down. Jennifer was screaming in protest and attempting to ward off the stream of water with her hands, but of course to no avail.

Once her white dress had been thoroughly drenched with water, it naturally became completely transparent. I couldn’t believe my eyes. She wasn’t wearing any means of support underneath her dress. Her breasts were huge and beautiful. And there was one more thing – and I really couldn’t believe this. I was just going to have to see for myself.

I grabbed the top of her dress at the collar and ripped all the buttons open down to her waist, exposing her entire front. I then yanked the dress down to the floor. Good God! Jennifer was only wearing a nude colored tiny satin v-string beneath her staid dress. In effect, she was already nude.

But that wasn’t the big shock – Jennifer had a post through each nipple! No wonder she wasn’t wearing a bra. The piercing must have just occurred. Her nipples looked huge from being swollen and they appeared very sore. Jennifer was crying in embarrassment at being caught out in her kinkiness and from physical pain.

“Do those hurt?” I asked, pointing at the nipples.

“Yes,” she said, between sobs.

“Why did you do it?” I asked. “You’re a little young for that kind of decision.”

“I had to, my slave master made me.”

“Your slave master?” I said, not believing my ears.

“Yes,” she admitted. “I’m a sexual slave.”

I reached out and pulled her panties down, fully displaying the ring that had been pierced through her pussy lip! Of course she was completely divested of any pubic hair – another surprise.

“Thank God they didn’t ruin your life by piercing your clit,” I said.

Jennifer cried even harder. “They say they’re gonna make me do it tomorrow.”

To be continued