New Year's Party.

Writing is hard for me. I have so many things I want to write about. I keeptrying to improve. Still, I need help, so I asked my English teacher,Mr. Fellows (not his real name), for help writing this post. He wasmy date at the event I’m about to describe. He’s very open mindedand into group sex, like me, and sexy too. He walked me through eachsentence, pointed out spelling and grammar mistakes, suggested moreinteresting vocabulary here and there, etc. When we were done, hesmiled, and said it’s just as he remembers it.

I may ask him for help with posts about other events too, whether ornot he is a participant. I know he won’t be jealous. Anyway, withwarmest thanks to Mr. Fellows, here's what happened at Mr.B's newyear's party a few days ago.

The first time I attended Mr.B’s new year’s party was two years ago.Unlike that time, this time I knew more or less what to expect. Abouta dozen men were there. Jessica and I were the only girls. I hadn’tmet any of the men before except of course for Mr.B and Mr. Fellows.

Jessica is about the same age as I am. She goes to a different school. Whilegetting to know each other, she told me that this wasn’t her firstvisit with Mr.B. She had been there before with the same date, Mr.Handley (not his real name), who brought her to this party as well.This would be her first foray into anything resembling group sex.

She’s highly sexual but didn’t know what to expect, Mr. Handley havingtold her only vague things such as the party “will be lots of fun”and “will expand your horizons”. I told her how the party playedout two years ago. She was at once nervous, no, actuallypetrified, yet excited. Mr.B assured her that she could say “no”at any time if she didn’t want to keep going. Mr.B is strict onthat point. I was at his house once when a guest insisted I dosomething that I didn’t want do, and Mr.B kicked him out on thespot. I never saw him again.

Shortly before midnight, the men congregated around Jessica and me, tellingsuggestive jokes and generally being flirtatious. We reciprocated inkind. They were increasingly handsy, but only on top of our clothes.I answered back with an occasional boner squeeze through theirslacks. Jess was more shy at first and the men respected that. Butafter a while she relaxed and they got bolder. As the stroke ofmidnight crept near, one guy pressed in behind me and fondled mytitties with both hands. Mr. Fellows kissed Jess while also pressingher skirt up against her crotch.

Once midnight came and all the well wishing and cheering died down, Mr.Bannounced that the entertainment would begin (as if it hadn’talready begun). He switched the TVs, from festivities in NewYork, to playing porn videos. He directed Jessica and me to stand inthe center. The men formed a circle around us. We each were told toselect someone to undress us in full view of all.

From the moment I first saw Ian’s hair and muscles, and heard his Irishaccent, I decided he would be the one to undress me. Turns out Jesswanted him too. So lucky Ian (Jess and I were really the lucky ones)got to strip both of us, cheered on by everyone else, along with afair amount of good natured ribbing hurled in his direction. Healternated between Jess and me, plucking off one piece at a time. Myhair bow was first. Ian took it off and flung it away. The man whocaught it (Gordon) would be the first to receive a hand-job from mein the next activity. He carefully removed each article with atheatrical flair, followed by raucous cheering from the onlookers.When he unbuttoned my blouse, the loudest cheer erupted. I don’twear a bra. Everyone already knew that because my blouse wassemi-transparent. In fact, my blouse and thinly veiled titties werethe subject of much of the banter before our ceremonial stripping.Drawing away the veil further roused them.

Jess was shy at the start of the “strip show”. She warmed to theoccasion as we became more exposed in steps. She covered up hertitties (barely larger than my own) and crotch as Ian exposed eacharea. In the end we were both naked, turning around, hands high inthe air, posing for the pleasure of the room full of lusting maleeyes gawking at us. I got a huge rush, basking in the power I (weboth) had over all those men.

Mr.B set two chairs side by side in the middle of the room, and facing inopposite directions. The men got to strip and sit on a chair, Jess’sor mine. Jess and I would straddle their legs, lube up, and give thema hand job. I Masturbated Gordon first until he came. Each man inturn happily fondled, kissed, fingered, whatever their blessed littlehearts desired (except fuck us) while we masturbated them. When oneman finished, we cleaned up, and another took his place to receivehis very own hand job.

Once all of them had cycled through, Jess and I were expected to put onour own masturbation show. We laid on the sofa, me at one end, Jessat the other, my feet pressed against hers. I caressed myself allover for a couple of minutes then gradually transitioned tomasturbating (still caressing my nipples with my free hand). Jesstook more time caressing her body before she gathered up the nerve tomasturbate for our audience. My being there helped to lower herinhibition. She later told me she wouldn’t have done it if she wasthe only girl present. Once she closed her eyes, she cast aside herinhibitions.

When I felt the first stirrings of my orgasm coming on, I locked eyes withIan while he stroked his boner standing practically over me. Iwatched his face the whole time my orgasm built up until I had towithdraw inside myself and let loose. I closed my eyes and came hard.So did Ian, dropping a few drips on my titties and chin! Not that Iwas keeping track, but that was his second orgasm so far. When Iopened my eyes again, he was still squeezing the last bit from hisboner with it’s shiny red tip.

Jess had really gotten into it by then. With one hand, she rubbed her clitand with the other pushed her middle finger in and out. I sat up andtickled her feet and legs to push her over the edge. She had thesweetest look on her face, her eyes closed tight, fast deep breaths,little titties bobbing with every spasm. She didn’t make a sound. Iswear, someday I’m going to do sixty-nine with her, and otherthings too.

Ian apologized for dripping on me. He retrieved his shirt to wipe me off.I stood up, wrapped my arms around his neck, pulled his face down tomine. On my tiptoes, we kissed, two naked bodies pressed together.His still half-hard boner came all the way up to my chest between mytitties. I looked over at Jess. Mr. Handley had a hand on her titty,his arm reaching around her back, and fingered her with the otherhand, while she was arched backward, and kissed her.

Eventually, Mr.B announced it was time to go into the bedroom for the “mainevent”. Jess and I held hands together and walked, actuallyskipped, with a devil-may-care attitude, as the gaggle of naked menparted to let us through. They trailed behind us going upstairs tothe bedroom. Jess and I trampolined on the king size bed until Idragged her down, rolled on top of her, and kissed her. We fingeredeach other for a couple of minutes. Boners were rising again allaround. I felt ecstatic wielding my girl power.

Then it was time to officially gang bang the new year in! Without goinginto detail, I will tell you it was like an endless lay, one afterthe other until the men were spent. After the first time, Jess and Ididn’t need any more Astrogel. It was one man after another, rollon, roll off, until everyone had a turn. Mostreturning for seconds, or more. Ian laid on me and plunged inside withoutneeding a guiding hand. He shot number three inside me. He lastedlonger a while later with Jess (number four). Aftera couple hours to recuperate and regenerate, Ian lasted at least ahalf hour thrusting inside me again (number five). If there was aprize for the most cums, not counting mine, he won it hands down. Ilost count of how many time I came, though it was way more than five.

A few men, after being unable to get it up any more, still took turnsto lay with us, for a session of kissing, fondling, fingering,dry-humping, you name it. It went on like that well into the morning.Occasionally, someone would manage to raise a sufficient boner for afinal fuck.

It had been a most orgasmic, yet exhausting experience. Jess and I bothboth plan to get together in a five-way with Mr. Handley, Mr.Fellows, and Ian once we can arrange it. Since that night, when Imasturbate, I fantasize about those three men playing with Jess, and watching her sweet cum-face overand over.