Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
From: redragon@interserv.com
Subject: My Party Girl (MF, oral, anal, cheat)
Date: 25 Sep 1995 20:46:56 GMT

			    My Party Girl
				  by
			      Red Dragon

	This is a true story. I am not a good writer but I had to put
this down in words before I wake up in the morning and think it was a
dream.

	I just got back from what I originally thought was another one
of those parties you go to because you have to. It was Linda's
promotion party and a lot of people were going to be there from work.
My wife begged off claiming a headache so I went alone.

	Tooling down I66 to Linda's townhouse in Manassa, I lit the
first of the two joints to relax. As much as I put my wife down I
can't be without her. I need the dope to function in a social
situation plus it mellows me out plus why the fuck am I explaining to
you? I pulled into the townhouse complex parking lot behind a van to
finish the joint figuring no one could see me.

	As I clipped the roach the colors became beautiful and this
was unreal but the damn van was my wife's sister's van. I ducked like
some paranoid fool and then slowly looked up and read the license
plate. Yep it was her but no problem all I had to do was to act COOL.
So my sister-in law was at the same party.

	I could pretend I was drunk instead of stoned. I've fooled
numerous people. The light in the van came on and I saw Dee in the
dashboard light putting a blond wig on. Man! I ducked so fast I hit my
face on the gear shift and started giggling. What the hell was going
on? I heard the van door open and close and saw Dee walking toward
Linda's townhouse.

	From the back and under the parking lot lights I could see she
was wearing the tightest fitting black dress and four inch high heels.
I had to get a hold of myself I mean what is going on here. Dee was
the most Catholic conservative woman I knew. Going to a party without
her husband, the wig, this party, the tight dress. None of it would
have registered if I had been straight, much less when stoned.

	Ok. There were two ways I could play this. A real man would
have left and not pushed his luck but I was too curious.

	I got out and entered the party. Got my token welcome kiss
from Linda. A glass of vodka in my hand. Relaxed, I began to scope for
Dee. She was fucking standing in the corner TALKING TO MY BOSS!!!! OK.
OK, calm down, just avoid them.

	Fuck it they're walking over here, smile, smile, you stupid
fuckhead, you don't want to lose your job.

	"Hey Skip, I want you to meet Sandy," John said to me. (Sandy.
Sandy, fuck it that was my first dog's name when I was a kid. What
the fuck was going on with Dee).

	"Hi. I am glad to meet you," she said as I shook her hand.
(What a cool bitch. Not a flicker of recognition. Nothing. Those same
eyes that looked at me for sixteen Xmas dinner, sixteen thanksgiving
dinners and a thousand family gatherings washed over me like I was
doggy crap.) They moved to mingle. I don't even remember what they
said to me. Hell, I don't even remember what I said to them.

	Ok, forget it, she's on some trip here and I am not involved.
I did remember, as they walked, John's hand firmly on her round ass.
Was it me or could everybody see? Anyhow, I didn't see them for a while,
so I mingled and flirted. Grabbed a little ass. A few kitchen kisses
here and there... It really felt good and then I had to pee.

	Well, downstairs was booked up, so I scooted upstairs to relieve
myself. The bathroom door was shut but I could see the light was out.
So I opened the door, went in and turned the light on and locked the
door. JESUS FUCKING Christ. There was Dee sitting on the toilet, dress
up, smooth legs open with two fingers up her smooth pussy just going
to town.

	I don't know which was worse, her on the toilet seat or her not
blinking an eye at my being there. She just opened her mouth and
pulled her left breast out. I came closer and she pulled my zipper
down and released my cock. By now in my joint infested brain it slowly
dawned on me Dee was here to get fucked. Or was it Sandy? Either way my
dick knew who I was and it said there was a sweet mouth. Who cares if
it belongs to your wife's sister?

	Her lips engulfed my head and began to slowly swallow me like
a python. Not that I'm Mr. Monster Dick but I could see Dee/Sandy's
eyes open as her jaws widened. I grabbed her left nipple and began to
work as she swallowed more and more. God, what a feeling and yet not a
flicker of recognition. Ok. We'll play your game.

	By now she had all six inches deep in her throat and her
tongue was playing beltway circles around my shaft. Thank god for dope
and liquor because I was about ready to give her a skippy milkshake.
She returned her attention to my cock. I was so close to cumming that
I was trying to fuck her mouth. She bit down gently, causing me to
stop. She was in control, she would make me cum when she was ready,
not before.

	She moved her head forward slowly, taking my entire length in
her mouth. Where in the fuck did Dee learn how to let a cock slide
down her throat without causing her to gag? The tightness of her
throat felt great on my cock.

	Opening her mouth further, she extended her tongue and licked
down between my balls. I guess they're highballs since I'm stoned. She
continued sucking me this way, sometimes moving very fast, sometimes
very slow. She had been finger fucking herself and was ready to cum.

	She had one surprise left for me. Reaching down to her pussy,
she covered her other hand with her cunt juice, making sure her
fingers were very slippery. She reached up and rubbed my balls,
letting her fingers slide behind them, toward the cheeks of my ass. Her
fingers found the hole she was looking for.

	As she pressed her finger against me, my prick moved violently
in her mouth. She pressed her finger hard in my ass, sliding its entire
length inside as my hole tightened around it.

	She started moving in and out of me, timing her movements to
both her lips on my cock and the fingers fucking her pussy. I felt my
cum travel the underside of my cock and squirt out of me, filling her
mouth.

	While swallowing my cum, she kept fucking me with her fingers.
This seemed to make me cum again, as if I was having a multiple
orgasm. Her fingers had not stopped playing with her pussy. She was
waiting only for me to finish before she allowed her pussy to contract
tightly around her fingers as the flood gates of her body opened,
releasing her own juices as she was overcome with an orgasm of her
own.

	When her body stopped shaking, I also, being a male chauvinist
pig, wanted to fuck her eyes but at my age one shot might be it for
the night. Slowly pulling out, I lifted her on the vanity and, before
she knew what had happened, I had a lip lock on her clit. This time she
started moaning and her legs began beating little drummer boy on my
back. She was going to kill me with her legs.

	I let her have a quick little o and before she could say
another word I had my dick buried in her, both hands on her nipples
and my tongue in her mouth, and I  began to give her a good slow fuck.
I knew at any moment someone would knock at the door. Just my fucking
luck for John to come to the john. I giggled as I pulled on her
nipples. I could feel her pussy began to spasm.

	I quickly put my mouth over hers and began to tongue fuck her
to keep her quiet. I couldn't believe this shit. Was it dope and
would I wake jerking off in my own hand? No. This flesh was real. I was
fucking my sister-in-law and getting sweat on my forehead from it. I
guess that's what you call relative humidity. I could feel her
beginning to climax again and I felt I had nothing to lose and was
ready to blow my load in her.

	Just as she arched for her final climax, I wet my middle
finger and pushed it into her vulnerable puckered asshole up to the
second knuckle. I could feel the bottom length of my shaft in her and
began to rub it thru her anus. Her eyes flew open for the first time
that night and she nearly bit my fucking tongue.

	Then she began to suck it to salve the wound so I pushed the
rest of my finger in her. Her beautiful legs spread and I went in
deeper to my root's base. I could feel the tip of her uterus nipping
at the head of my dick and that was the end of it. I honestly felt
like I poured a quart in her sweet pussy.

	Afterwards both of us lay exhausted. I pulled my dick out but
left my finger in her butt as I played blue line metro bus arriving,
working it deliciously back in and forth as I sucked her nipples.
Surprised that she didn't mind the anal reaming, I began flicking her
clit again.

	"No," she said. We had been away from the party for thirty
minutes and she wanted to get back. "Ok," I said pulling my finger.
She turned from me and bent over to slip her panties on. Fatal
mistake. She, bent over, was too much for me. My cockhead was up
against her butthole.

	Before she could protest two inches were in her. Grabbing her
nipple in one hand and her clit in the other stopped her struggling
and she slowly began to impale herself on my dick. This girl was
interesting. Something in her rectum caressed my cockhead like a snake
and before I could say boo-know-your-sister, she had a skippy enema in
her chocolate chute. I was exhausted. I pulled out. She finished
dressing and left the bathroom without looking at me. I cleaned myself
up and went out to the party just in time to catch Dee leaving the
party with John.

	Ok. I drove home carefully and lit the last joint and came up
here and finished the story. Yeah I read it and it needs work. Drop me
a line to Red Dragon, if you want to help polish this story. Meanwhile
I'm waiting for Dee to call me.

rd