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Housewarming Party
by Marky (marky92@hotmail.com)

***

Phil Jones has just moved to London for a new job and 
decides to though a housewarming party in his new digs, 
that turns into a hot threesome with the girls from 
across the hall. (MFF, swing, threesome)

***

Note for Americans: I'm English, and understand that 
there's more Americans on the Net than Brits. This 
along with a constant bombardment of American imagery 
on TV and in the movies, means that while I've tried by 
best to "Americanise" the text, there are still some 
"English" phrases. Anything you have trouble with *ask 
me* (1 stone =14 lbs)

* * *

Phil Jones was in advertising. He'd joined a large 
nationwide firm straight out of university. He had 
started at a regional office in Leeds, dealing with 
small campaigns in England's North-East. That was three 
years ago. He was now twenty-four and the firm had 
moved him to the National headquarters in London. 

They considered him to be their most promising new 
talent, and had offered him an irresistible package to 
make the move south. They had found him what seemed to 
an ideal place to live in London's fashionable 
Knightsbridge, and his brand new MG sports car in the 
drive was part of the deal.

He was a handsome young man, six foot tall, cropped 
blonde hair and a firm, muscular body. He worked out 
regularly, and swam a few miles at least twice a week. 
Back in Leeds he also used to like to party. He'd often 
stay out until dawn, dancing and drinking. However, 
even though they were easy to get hold of, Phil never 
touched narcotics. He was a ladies man. At university 
he'd made love with too many girls to count. Since 
starting work he'd calm down a little, and had several 
long term relationships.

One of the attractions for Phil was its reputation as a 
twenty-four hour city. He was looking forward to all 
night parties with interesting people. 

About a week after moving into his new flat, Phil threw 
a house warming party...

* * *

The party was swinging. Phil had invited everyone he 
knew, and just to make sure no-one complained, everyone 
in the apartment building as well. It was a small 
building, only ten apartments, and being new in town, 
Phil didn't know many people. Still, those who had come 
had brought friends with them, and there was a healthy 
crowd enjoying the fun. The music was loud, pumping 
from the speakers of Phil's expensive new stereo 
system, and everyone seemed to be having a good time.

Apart from the buildings' residents, the other people 
at the party were from Phil's new office. There were 
many couples, and quite a few single men. Single women 
were, as usual, few and far between.  As with any 
party, the men all congregated in the kitchen, while 
the women stayed in the lounge, dancing and gossiping. 
The furniture had been pushed to the side of the room 
to create a makeshift dance floor.  Phil tried his best 
to move between the two rooms, but inevitably he stayed 
with the men.

"So how do you like London Phil?" asked one of his 
colleagues, can of beer in hand.

"Great," said Phil, "and it'll probably be better when 
I've made a few friends to party with."

"Have you met Lisa and Nicole yet?" said a man from one 
of the apartments in the building.

"No. Who are they?" said Phil.

"They live just across the hall, surprised you haven't 
noticed them, they're pretty hot."

"Oh those two," said Phil, "I knocked on there door 
yesterday to invite them to the party, but I don't 
think they're here yet." 

"They'll be here. If you like to party, these are the 
girls to know."

* * *

Lisa was a newly qualified teacher, straight out of 
Oxford University. She was five foot five, and weighted 
just over seven stone. She had long wavy blonde hair, 
and a face that was so cute.  Many people thought Lisa 
could model, if only she was taller. Her athletic 
figure was admired by men and women alike, and Lisa 
liked to show it off.

Nicole was a complete contrast to Lisa. She stood head 
and shoulders above her at six foot, and her hair was 
brown and cut into a neat, short bob. She too kept 
herself in good shape, but wasn't as trim as Lisa. Not 
many people were as trim as Lisa.

Neither girl could have afforded to live in the 
building alone, but they were good friends at 
university, and opted to live together. They loved to 
party, and were known in the area for getting invited 
to all the best bashes.

* * *

There was a knock on the door, barely audible above the 
music.  Phil answered the door, and was stunned by the 
sight of Lisa and Nicole standing in front of him. Lisa 
wore a short, tight red party dress and matching high 
heels. Her long, wavy blonde hair cascaded down over 
her shoulders.

Nicole had on a blue halter neck dress, which barely 
contained her ample breasts, and showed off long tanned 
legs. They greeted Phil, and each gave him a little 
peck on the cheek before entering the room.  Lisa 
pulled a bottle of champagne from behind her back and 
handed it to Phil.

"This is a celebration, I thought this might be 
appropriate." she said.

"Excellent," said Phil, "I'll get some glasses."

He fetched three glasses from the kitchen and brought 
them back to the girls. Lisa popped the cork from the 
bottle, and filled them. Understandably Phil spent as 
much of the evening as he could with Lisa and Nicole. 
They talked about London, about Phil's home up North, 
and about the people who lived in the building. The 
conversation eventually turned to work.

"So what ages do you teach, Lisa?" asked Phil.

"Secondary school, ages twelve to eighteen. I am a 
sports teacher."

"Oh, nice. And what do you do Nicole, you never said."

"I'm a nurse. I'm in my first year out of nursing 
collage. I work on the geriatric ward at the moment."

"Lots of old men ogling her all the time," said Lisa.

"Stop it. They're not that bad," said Nicole. "What 
about you Phil. What do you do?"

"I'm in advertising. I used to work at the firms office 
in Leeds, doing local accounts, but a campaign I did a 
few months ago convinced them to offer me the job at 
the national office here in London."

"What was the campaign?" asked Nicole.

"You wouldn't have seen it, but it was very popular up 
North."

"What was it?" asked Lisa.

"It was for double glazing. It had a busty blonde 
hanging out of a window. She looked a lot like you 
actually Lisa."

"Oh, thanks. I think."

"It was really good. Sales of double glazing doubled in 
a month."

"Have you still got the posters?" asked Nicole.

"Sure. Would you like to see them?"

"Yeah," said the girls together.

"They're in my bedroom, I'll go and fetch them."

"That's Ok. We'll come with you. If you don't mind."

"No. I don't mind. But my room is probably a mess, so I 
apologies in advance."

Phil led the girls to his bedroom, which was indeed a 
mess.  There were coats all over the bed, so many in 
fact that some had fallen onto the floor. Phil did his 
best to step over all the coats, and fetched a framed 
poster out of his wardrobe.

"This is it!" he said, proudly showing the girls a 
picture of a very busty blonde lady leaning out of an 
open window.

"It's almost pornographic," said Lisa.

"Maybe, but the company ran a competition to meet the 
girl.  All you had to do to enter was buy some windows. 
Sales went through the roof. And it was all my idea."

"You are a clever boy," said Lisa.

"Say Lisa," said Nicole, "She looks a lot like you."

"Stop!" said Lisa, "You're embarrassing me."

"No, really, she does look like you. What do you think 
Phil?"

"Well, yes she does a little. But Melissa here has a 
bigger chest."

"Are you sure?" said Nicole, "Lisa does have quite big 
tits."

"But I can't see them very well in that dress she's 
wearing.  Don't get me wrong, I love the dress, it hugs 
your curves in all the right places, but it's so tight, 
that your tits have been flattened against you."

"Oh," said Lisa, slipping down the straps of her dress, 
"does this help your judgment?" She pulled down the top 
half of the dress, revealing a pair of perfectly 
rounded breasts. They were a golden brown color, Lisa 
had either recently been on holiday, or on a sunbed, 
reasoned Phil. There was no tan-line.

"Yes, it does," said Phil, "Thank you. But I still 
think that Melissa's are bigger. Still, Melissa's are 
fake."

"Fake?" said Lisa.

"Yes," said Phil, "She had implants. Not silicone ones, 
but some kind of oil. They are supposed to feel real, 
but you can still tell the difference."

"How?" asked Nicole.

"Real ones feel... different."

"Nice, different?"

"Yes, I think so."

"Do you think mine are fake?" asked Lisa.

"I wouldn't be able to tell without feeling them," 
replied Phil.

"Well, I'm waiting."

Who could resist an offer like that. Phil cupped Lisa's 
left breast in his right hand, then did the same with 
his other hand on the right breast. He gently gave them 
a squeeze, then weighted them like melons in a 
greengrocers.

"Definitely real," he pronounced shortly.

"Well that's a relief," said Lisa.

Phil continued to size up Lisa's lumps, then announced 
suddenly, "36C".

"Spot on. My, you are good," said Lisa.

"Bet you can't guess mine," said Nicole from behind 
Phil.

As he turned around, Nicole reached up and unclasped 
the halter neck of her dress, which fell to the floor 
revealing her sizeable assets. "I notice neither of you 
have a tan-line," said Phil as he turned his attention 
to Nicole's newly exposed delights.

"We have a sunbed," said Nicole. "You should come and 
try it sometime."

"Thanks, I will," said Phil. He cupped Nicole's breasts 
as he had done Lisa's. Presently he announced them to 
be "38D and real."

"That's very good," said Nicole. "Where did you learn 
such a skill?"

"Here and there," said Phil, "but mostly while I was at 
university."

He returned one hand to Lisa's left breast, and left 
the other on Nicole's right. Phil stood between them, 
happy as he had ever been.  Feeling bold, and gaining 
confidence from the girls reaction to his attentions, 
he began to work on their nipples, alternately 
squeezing, and flicking them. Nicole closed her eyes, 
and tipped her head back, letting out a sigh.

"Hey, Nicole," said Lisa, spotting the bulge that had 
formed at the front of Phil's Levis, "Look at this."

Lisa slowly moved her hand to Phil's crotch, and rubbed 
his erection through the denim. She did her best not to 
disturb Phil's hand from its enviable task. As he felt 
her hand on his cock, Phil let out a moan of his own.

Outside the party was still raging, but everyone was 
having too much fun to notice that the host had 
disappeared. In the bedroom, Lisa was now kneeling in 
front of Phil. He had both hands now on Nicole's chest, 
and there lips were locked together in a kiss. 

Slowly, Lisa unbuttoned Phil's jeans, one button at a 
time. When they were all open, she pulled them 
forcefully to his ankles. She then took the waistband 
of his Calvin Klein's in her mouth, and eased it over 
his straining cock head. It sprang into view, almost 
hitting her on the forehead, and she moved quickly to 
take it between her lips, pulling his shorts the rest 
of the way down with her hands.

This girl was a pro, she circled the head of Phil's 
cock with her tongue then took in the whole rod until 
his balls hit her chin.  She teased him, pulling it out 
until her mouth was barely touching his foreskin and 
wildly stroking the shaft with her hand. Then she 
sucked harder and faster, her pretty face full of 
Phil's cock.

"She likes sucking your cock. Look at the slut go," 
said Nicole.

She moved away from Phil, and sat on top of the coats 
on the bed. She was clad only in her blue high heels, 
and matching panties.  She took off the panties slowly, 
throwing them at Phil, then leaned back on the bed, 
fingering her already wet pussy. Phil watched in 
amazement. This was a hell of a housewarming party.

"Hey, Lisa," said Nicole, "Don't bring him off yet. I 
don't want to have to wait for him to recover before he 
fucks me."

Lisa took Phil's cock out of her mouth, which he was 
slightly disappointed at. She was the best cocksucker 
he had ever met. Still, he wasn't too distressed, since 
Nicole was motioning for him to go and fuck her.

"Come on stud," she said. "Stick that big hard weapon 
of yours in me."

Phil almost leapt onto the bed, his head landing 
between her thighs. "Not yet," he said, "I need a snack 
first."

He worked over Nicole's cunt with his long tongue. He 
flicked and sucked at her clit, lapping up her 
moisture. Nicole grabbed his head with her hands, and 
moaned loudly.

"Ohh," she said, "That feels so good. Lisa, you're not 
gonna believe how good this feels."

Phil began to slide two fingers in and out of Nicole, 
slowly at first, then picking up the pace. Lisa, 
feeling a little left out, got rid of her dress and 
panties, and sat herself on Nicole's hungry lips.

Phil was enjoying himself immensely, and his cock was 
harder than it had ever been. He knew it was time to 
use it. He sat up, and moved his dick towards Nicole's 
waiting pussy. As it approached Nicole reached down and 
helped it in. Once it fully inside her, Phil began to 
thrust at Nicole. Lisa was still sat on Nicole's face, 
and she looked up at Phil, her eyes glazed. She took 
his head in her hands and forcefully as he continued to 
fuck Nicole.

All three of them built towards an orgasm, but it was 
Lisa who came first, letting out a small scream and 
pushing her pussy down hard on Nicole's head. This was 
too much for Phil. His strokes became quicker and he 
lost his rhythm before shooting his load deep into 
Nicole. This left Nicole as the only one who hadn't 
cum.

As Phil pulled out of Nicole, Lisa fell forward, 
landing in the classic `69' position with Nicole, and 
began to eat his creamy white sperm out of her. Lisa 
sent Nicole into a frenzy, as she lapped at her cunt 
and rubbed her clit. Nicole was soon having her first 
orgasm. The two girls enjoyed each other while Phil 
just sat on the floor and watched. He was exhausted. 
Even so, the sight of two hot women eating each others 
pussies while sprawled on top of the coats on Phil's 
King size bed, soon had him hard again. Lisa noticed 
almost immediately.

"Phil, now you're ready again, don't you think it's 
time you serviced me."

"Why, of course," said Phil. "Anything you say."

He moved around the bed to Lisa's ass and waited for 
Nicole to take a rest from her feast. Then he slowly 
slid his hammer-hard rod into her. This time he was 
ready for a real marathon effort, and wasted no time, 
getting into a quick rhythm easily.

Lisa moaned at the sensation, but still did her best to 
keep Nicole happy by licking her clit, and sticking two 
fingers into her twat. Nicole was in heaven, still 
recovering from the orgasm Lisa had just given her. To 
repay Phil for his earlier efforts, she used her tongue 
on his balls, as his cock slid in and out of Lisa with 
a fury.

Eventually Lisa could stand the pace no longer, and 
came with such vigor that she covered poor Nicole's 
face with pussy juice.

"Oh Phil," she said, "you're wonderful. I always liked 
Northern blokes. Why don't you stick your cock in my 
ass. Please!!" She was almost begging him.

Phil had never fucked a girl's ass before, but then he 
had never been with two girls at the same time before 
either. He figured this was a night for firsts, so he 
took his dick out of Lisa's warm twat, and pushed it at 
the entrance to her anus. He felt resistance, and it 
hurt a little. Nicole suggested that he use some of 
Lisa's cum to lubricate the hole. He did so, and found 
that he could now force his way in.

Nicole turned her attention to Lisa's clit, licking and 
biting it. Lisa was experiencing too much pleasure to 
continue her assault on Nicole's hole, the circuits in 
her brain were fried.

Phil found that Lisa's ass was so tight, that his hoped 
for stamina soon left him. With a groan so loud he was 
afraid that he was heard next door at the party, he 
came inside Lisa's ass, then collapsed on top of her. 
As he did, Lisa had yet another orgasm, the most vocal 
so far.

Worried that someone might of heard them, the three 
quickly got dressed. Nicole's face was covered in 
Lisa's cum, so she had to use Phil's on-suite bathroom 
to clean up. They all returned to the party, and were 
surprised that no-one had even noticed they had gone.

They agreed that they should meet up the next day, Lisa 
would cook Sunday lunch for them at their place, and 
Phil could try out the sunbed.

Phil never strayed too far from the girls for the rest 
of the night, and managed to get in smoochy dance with 
both of them. He was disappointed when they both went 
back to their own flat when the party ended in the 
early hours of Sunday morning.

As people left there were one or two comments about a 
smell on their coats, but no-one could place it, or 
guess where it had come from. Phil went to bed that 
night a very happy man. If every party turned out like 
this one, he was going to enjoy living in London.

END

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