Party

When I was 19, my father took us to Connecticut to attend my cousins’ wedding. I haven’t seen the family since I was five. The wedding went well. After the reception, everyone went back to my uncles to continue the party. At the reception, I met other cousins I never met. Kathy, Kevin and I stole a bottle of wine and we started drinking. We found an empty room and started our own party.

My new boyfriend asked me to go to dinner with two other couples at his friends’. He said they were doing this from time to time and trying to get dressed for it. I wore a nice “basic black” with a forehead that my boyfriend Dave liked to look down.

The party was fun, but nothing spectacular. The only thing of interest was when our host, Jim, talked about studying hypnosis while taking psyche classes at university. He asked me to let him hypnotize me, and feel a little wild, I left him. He held a diamond pin, and he lit the light in my eyes. He told me my eyes would follow him by moving him slowly. His voice spoke to me, gently and calmly, telling me that I was very relaxed and calm. Soon I was drifting, without worrying about anything, happy to do what he said. He put me well that the usual stage hypnosis tricks, smashing like a duck, not being able to fold my arm. He even had my body stiffened and put my head on a chair and my feet on another, had one of the other girls standing on my stomach. Very weird.

I’ll never forget the night I had a friend’s party. Most of them were married. Their age was 16 to about 26. Most women had between 16 and 21. The party was a little wild, a lot of drinking and most women/girls making a little flash of their charms.

My only friend, his wife was 17, they had only been married for eight months. Of course he’d kissed her about six months before they got married. Anyway, she showed up one of her breasts, beautiful little farm with big nipples. Never both at once. She also sat or danced in a way that you would have a nice view of her tight bikini seeing through filmed panties. You’d even have a flash of her pubic hair through her panties, they were that movie. Almost as if she had nothing. He seemed to descend on her showing her charms to other men and women.

My former boyfriend, Jerry had been away for two weeks, working outside the city and I was waiting for him at his house around 8:00 on Friday night. I was as excited as hell and all I could think was to put him in bed when he came home.

The phone rang around 4:30 and it was Jerry. He told me he was sorry, but he was gonna have to work on the weekend and he wouldn’t be back until Monday. “What am I gonna do, I really miss you,” I said. Jerry said in a pleasant way, “I’m sorry, but you could always go to town and fuck if you want.” I was shocked that he said that and asked him if he was serious. He told me he wouldn’t bother me to do the same. I mean, he said, “Come on, have fun, I’ll see you on Monday.”

Linda and I were looking forward to the party. We had already been there, so we had a pretty good idea what to expect. They held a dance every two weeks, and many couples got a room at the motel for some time after the dance. The last time we went, we were invited to a room, but this time we would have our room.

We got there early and registered for the room. Then we went to the room. The motel is one of those two places of history that seem to be everywhere. Linda changed into her little red dress. She wore it without bra or panties, and when she leaned on her breasts, she almost fell off. She could put a show in two directions at once.

“This guy and his wife like to have key parties,” Emily said. “The guys throw their keys in a pile and the women take out a set and go home with the guy who belongs to the keys. "

“What? They don’t really do it like that, do they?” I asked him. I was intrigued, stimulated, really. I read and dreamed of these things, but I never thought they were true. I thought people were just telling stories, dreams, I’d say. My wife, barely 28, made me meet one of those “keys.” Apparently, when I told Emily about these things, I made an impression, and because Emily has a hot pussy, I guess she herself was excited by the thoughts, especially knowing that I could give her approval to fuck other men.

Even if I wasn’t looking forward to having friends tonight, I had to admit that dinner went well. My ribs slightly made me laugh at Steve telling us how he was trying to get into his high school football uniform and divide the crotch wide open. You suggest we’re more comfortable in the living room so we all filled our wine glasses and we went to the living room. Dimly lit and soft music playing the furniture filled quickly so I sat in your knees. Brian (who is never without a story) starts telling us the problems he had in chemistry at university and demanded tutoring. He told us that the only thing he learned from his tutor was the right way to fuck his fingers and we all laughed. Of course, this leads to the business of our erotic school stories.

The day started perfectly. I was going with the other girls from my school to a beach party. Senior class started a big kitchen on the beach to collect money for our school ball in about a month. I was one of the clubs that bought food and refreshments. We were supposed to be at the beach at 10:00 in the morning to get ready. The party would start at noon and last until late in the evening. Actually, they were going to have a little barn fire as soon as it was dark. I knew it would be a great day of pleasure and I couldn’t wait for it to start.

They were my best friends, but they grabbed and it cost me a lot. My name is Gloria and I’m 18, brown, and what I’d call a lucky girl. My only problem is that I’m shy. I was only dating once and it was a disaster. I couldn’t talk to the boy at all. It was my 18th birthday that all my girlfriends gave me a surprise party in one of their homes. The girl’s parents were out of town, so we had her house alone. I didn’t know it at the time, but it was gonna be a makeup party for me where my friends were gonna try to catch up and break my shyness. They all had friends and they knew that I was probably the best girl at school who was still a virgin at my age.

It was a hell of a New Year’s Eve party we put at our place. We invited 30 couples and 26 of them came. We drank and danced and naturally something to eat. The party was a costume party celebrating the last year and welcoming in the New Year. There were all kinds of costumes, surprisingly most of them were on the revealing side.

It was surprising that women wore costumes that even showed their naked breast and many of them even their nipples. Their skirts were so short that if they hung on everything, you could see their panties that was hardly more than a strap that covered their back rosebud and their pussy lips.