by Bridy McAvoy
“Um… That’ll be… thirty-five dollars, please, ma’am.”
“Sure, I’ll just get you the money.”
Susie smiled at him, but he didn’t notice, and turned to walk back toward the kitchen counter which was visible from the front door. His eyes did a really fast double take when he saw her naked ass moving away from him, and again as he realized there were three other similarly unclad women in the background. His mouth dropped open and he struggled to close it as Susie walked closer to him, money in hand.
She took the pizza boxes from him and thrust the two twenties Lizzie had laid on the counter for her into his hand and slowly but firmly closed the door in his face. She leaned back against the door and giggled nervously.
“My God! That was so damned hot!”
Joe led a round of applause and the four women mock bowed in appreciation before the pizzas were divided between the twelve people.
As the other women cleared the plates, Lizzie, who had been perched on Joe’s knee throughout the lunch, spoke up.
“Can I have your attention, please?”
The room quietened down.
“Eight o’clock tonight is the gala finale of our weekend. From five o’clock the girls will need preparation time so we’ll be off limits between those times.”
There was a chorus of groans, stifled when some of them glanced at the clock—it wasn’t even two o’clock.
“Now, until then I’m going to be in my bedroom, Carol will be in the lounge, Susie will be in the den and Rebecca wants to sunbathe on the deck.”
She stood up and quickly skimmed out of her skirt; the other three women turned and did the same.
“Dressed as we are, of course!”
There was a round of laughter.
“Simple rule, gentlemen. We don’t mind if you circulate but no more than two in each place at any one time. We don’t want to be totally worn out, you know.”
With that Lizzie and the others departed for their designated rooms leaving the men to decide how to split into pairs.
Chapter 44
“Are you ready, girls?”
Lizzie had insisted they all used her room with its twin baths to get ready for the main event of the evening.
The other three quickly checked each other out and then checked Lizzie. All four were dressed and made-up immaculately. The cocktail dresses each wore were exquisite, and all different in design. Lizzie had planned the evening with care and the other women all knew their roles.
“Right, let’s not keep our guests waiting.”
Smiling, she led them out onto the landing and to the foot of the stairs where Joe had apparently organized a welcoming committee—the men were spread around the foot of the stairs in a large semi-circle awaiting their descent.
The hostess immediately indicated to the others that they would be descending one at a time and ushered Susie to the top of the stairs first.
There was a smattering of polite applause and Susie took that as her cue and descended the stairs as a very slow pace. She held the banister with one hand, clutching her silver bag with the other. The wrap-around teal green silk dress fitted her perfectly and was short enough that the men at the bottom could clearly see the dark band at the top of her stockings for the first half of the descent. Joe wrapped his arm around her waist as she reached the bottom and spun her round to wait for the next one.
Lizzie, in the meantime, had signaled two to Rebecca and three to Carol who both nodded. Rebecca now took her place at the top of the stairs and, following Susie’s lead, descended slowly. Her bright scarlet dress was held on by thin spaghetti straps and was no longer than Susie’s. Her red stocking-tops peeped from the bottom as well and again she was applauded.
Carol went next, her elegant black dress longer than the other two’s, but much tighter. It was also split to thigh level in front of each thigh and cut very low at the front. As she took each slow step, the dress parted to reveal the soft white flesh above the tops of her seamed stockings, and the mesh panel that covered her swaying breasts drew almost as much attention.
When Lizzie stepped clearly into view at the top of the steps, her white gown drew gasps from every man present. The see-through mesh which comprised virtually the whole of the gown, had strategically placed opaque silk panels in the shape of vines running up from hem to shoulder. These covered her mound and the tips of her breasts but clearly showed she was wearing nothing other than the hold-up white stockings underneath.
As she descended the applause was accompanied by wolf whistles and she beamed at her appreciative audience.
“You look truly ravishing, my dear. May I have the honor of the first dance?” Joe asked her as he took her hand and guided her into the lounge.
The couches had been pushed back to the walls and the carpets rolled up, allowing the floor to be used as a dance floor. One of the men started the stereo system playing and, as slow music began to fill the room, Joe led his willing dance partner into the middle of the room.
Carol and the other two drifted to stand next to the wall, knowing full well they would not be wall-flowers for long. Four of the men went and sat on the couches and the other three stayed in the doorway. It was obvious who had drawn the high cards for the first dances. Mind you, everyone seemed content for the moment to watch as Joe began to dance with his chosen partner.
The music was slow, sensuous, obviously picked as good slow dance music, and Joe lost no time in pulling Lizzie into a close hold.
His arms wrapped around her waist and she allowed her head to fall onto his shoulder as he slowly spun her around the floor. After a couple of minutes allowing all of the men to feast their eyes on the virtually missing back of her dress—apart from two straps running down from her shoulders, joined across the middle of her back by a narrow strap—there was nothing until her ass. Even the top of her ass was exposed, and the fabric below was the see-through mesh except for a slowly widening triangle that prevented peering eyes seeing her asshole or pussy. Everything else was clearly on display.
As the dance progressed, Joe’s arms slid lower and lower down Lizzie’s naked back until they finally made their way onto the outward curves of her ass. Another minute passed and he cupped her ass cheeks, pulling her into contact with his body from crotch to neck. Lizzie leaned back a little and looked up into Joe’s face, a gentle smile of invitation flirting with her lips. Joe leaned forwards and began to kiss her. Instinctively, as she returned the kiss, Lizzie’s arms moved to circle his neck, deepening the kiss. As her lips parted, all the observers could see the tongues beginning to fence as he squashed her into his arms. They weren’t moving around the floor quite so much now, almost shuffling round in a circle as he pushed his leg between hers.
This must have been the agreed signal, because the three men standing moved over to Carol and the others and asked them to dance, too. Soon there were four couples slowly twirling around the cleared floor area.
As soon as her partner pulled her onto the floor, and she put her hands on his shoulders preparatory to putting them around his neck, her partner grabbed Carol’s ass and pulled her into him. She looked at him, allowing him to mold her body to him before slipping her arms around his neck and dropping her head to his shoulder. He was quite tall so her head was resting more on his chest than his shoulder, and breathing was quite hard as he had mashed her breasts tightly to him. The hands on her ass weren’t still either, continually rubbing in circling motions on her flesh through the thin fabric of her dress. She could feel his growing erection beginning to prod into her stomach.
Carol watched the other couples as he slowly turned her. The man dancing with Rebecca had also dropped his hands to her backside and appeared to be attempting to covertly pull her skirt up, an inch at a time. Certainly the dress appeared to be shorter and there was some loose fabric above his cupping hands. Her stocking tops were also in plain view now, another couple of inches and her thighs would be too. Her own skirt was too long for that and it appeared h
er partner hadn’t thought about access via the slits in it.
Susie’s partner was altogether more direct. One hand was holding the tall blonde by the ass, the other was between their bodies, with Susie leaning out slightly to accommodate the access. The wrap-over design allowed easy access to her chest and, from the look of bliss on his face, he had already fastened his hand over one of them.
Joe had also moved on with Lizzie. His hands previously outside the dress had now slipped down the loose material at the back, and it was obvious to all the onlookers that he was kneading her naked backside with his hands, and they were still kissing deeply.
The music came to a stop and the four couples stepped apart, Lizzie obviously breathless after the long smooch. Joe took her hand and led her over toward the punch bowl, but there was no such reprieve for the other three as new partners gathered them into their arms as the music started up.
The beat this time was a little livelier and Steve, holding Susie, immediately whispered in her ear and half turned her so they were now facing the same way as they swayed to the music. His hands initially held her hips, but not for long. As the other two dancing men noticed, Carol and, finally, Rebecca found themselves dancing in the same hold. John, the Police Chief, dancing with Carol made the first openly sexual move.
One hand held her waist, pulling her ass into him, so that each movement caused her cheeks to graze against his lengthening erection. Meanwhile, the other hand was free to roam. Knowing what he wanted, Carol put her hands back to gently hold him at waist level allowing him access to her entire body.
His free hand brushed down across her flat stomach and then drifted to the side. His finger-tips could just reach the top of the slit in front of her thigh, and she closed her eyes as first one finger-tip and then the others made contact with her naked flesh. Slowly, as they danced, his hand moved further inside the slit and crept slightly higher. She could feel his fingers moving slowly across the soft flesh of her thigh toward her waiting mound. She ground her hips back into him, capturing his erection between her ass cheeks and moving them in a slow circle.
She gasped as his second finger finally brushed up against the outer lip of her pussy, then colored as she realized the slit in the dress was showing everyone exactly what he was doing to her. She looked up to see she was facing the corner where Lizzie was standing watching her, Joe on one side and one of the others on the other. Both had reached into the side of Lizzie’s dress and were casually fondling one of her breasts.
Carol was turned again and this time she could see Rebecca. The brunette’s red dress was in near disarray. One of the shoulder straps had fallen down or been pulled down, and the edge of her nipple could be seen where the fabric had slipped off her breast. Meanwhile, the dress was scrunched up at her crotch where her partner had pulled the fabric of the skirt into a ball just below the level of her pussy. As John continued to work on her pussy, Carol was turned again to see Susie’s dress in even more disarray that Rebecca’s had been. The top part of the wrap-around had been pulled severely to one side, baring the tall blonde’s breast, and her partner was twiddling the exposed nipple as if it was a radio button.
Finally, the music stopped and it was time for the dance partners to change again. Rebecca and Susie both persuaded their partners to head for the punch bowl and Carol was left standing on her own for a moment. This didn’t last as her next dance partner approached her. Carol gasped, realizing her hostess was intending to dance with her and, as the music started, Lizzie calmly wrapped her arms around her and looked into her eyes.
“I think they deserve a bit of a floor show now, you know.”
“Oh…”
Lizzie grinned.
“It’s not like you don’t like it, sweetie, is it?”
Carol shook her head. After the last few weeks she could hardly deny it and immediately Lizzie took hold of Carol’s face in both hands and pulled it down to kiss her on the lips. Those soft inviting lips stayed closed for a second and then opened as Lizzie’s tongue flicked out to touch Carol’s still closed lips.
With a sigh, the taller woman opened her mouth under the pressure and allowed Lizzie to kiss her with mounting passion as the more experienced woman molded her body to Carol’s. Letting go of Carol’s face, Lizzie dropped her hands to her sides and then began to slide them toward the slits on the front of Carol’s dress. Once there she contemptuously flicked the fabric to one side and, inserting her hands, moved them round under the dress to Carol’s naked ass.
This of course lifted the bulk of the dress at the back up and away, exposing a huge swathe of female thigh to the gaze of everyone else in the room. Conversations stopped and Carol broke the kiss to look down into the face of the woman casually plundering her assets.
“Are you sure you know what you are doing, Lizzie?”
She whispered as the shorter woman began to knead her ass cheeks under the dress.
“Sure am, honey.”
“You’ll start a riot in here if you don’t stop.”
“Not a riot, honey, but a really good orgy will do just fine.”
Lizzie stopped the conversation with a kiss that lasted a long time. Finally breaking it she spoke breathlessly in a voice only just above a whisper.
“Undo the back strap for me, sweetie, and then return the favor.”
As she said this she grabbed the flesh of Carol’s ass between her fingers and thumbs and pinched. Carol jumped and, realizing she had no other safe option, did as she was told. It was only a matter of a couple of seconds before she loosed the popper on the backstay of the dress. As soon as she had, the dress hung noticeably looser on Lizzie’s frame and the watching guys whooped as the floor show continued to develop.
Chapter 45
Carol followed the instruction she had been given and her hands moved to the top of the back of Lizzie’s dress and plunged inside to grasp her ass in the same way as Lizzie had hers.
As the two women slowly turned around, alternately kissing and nuzzling, and at the same time continuing to knead each other’s buttocks, their audience began a slow handclap in time to the music. As they turned Carol was able to see over Lizzie’s shoulder that even Rebecca and Susie had joined in. The men on either side of them were, however, beating out the time on the thigh of the nearest woman. Their other hand was out of sight behind the backs of the women; the way the skirts were hiked up spoke volumes of what they were doing.
Both women in the center of the room were getting hot now. Carol knew her pussy was beginning to leak fluids—she could feel them leaking onto her thighs. From the way Lizzie was beginning to thrust her pelvis at her, she was pretty sure Lizzie was getting into it, too.
Lizzie paused and looked into Carol’s eyes.
“I think it’s time for the dress to come off, sweetie.”
Momentary panic flared in Carol’s eyes. Only momentary, though.
“Mine, sweetie, silly.”
“Oh…”
Carol’s hands reluctantly let go of Lizzie’s ass and travelled slowly up the exposed naked back of her dance partner. As the men around the room realized something was really starting to happen, they began to clap louder, urging Carol on. Finally, Carol’s hands arrived at the thin straps at Lizzie’s shoulders.
“You sure about this?”
“Of course. Aren’t you. It’ll be your turn next.”
Carol smiled, her momentary nervousness forgotten.
“I’m sure, too.”
With that she casually flicked the two thin straps off Lizzie’s shoulders. At the back the straps hung right down, almost invisible against Lizzie’s skin. In front the dress fell away from the tops of Lizzie’s breasts but could fall no further as the two women were still pressed together.
“Move apart and let it fall, honey.”
Carol breathed the words in Lizzie’s ear and Lizzie slowly eased her body away from Carol’s, allowing a small space to open up between them, all the way down to the floor. There wasn’t that much to t
he dress, anyway, but gravity would not be denied. The dress began to fall; it caught briefly on Lizzie’s extended nipples and again on the pointed flair of her hips but fell with a final rush to the floor. Lizzie merely stepped one foot out and slid it clear with the other foot. Carol was suddenly dancing with a naked woman, one who immediately pressed her body to her own once more.
Lizzie smiled into Carol’s face from a distance of a few inches away.
“Your turn, sugar,” she whispered.
Carol winked at her, letting her know she was comfortable. Suddenly, Lizzie spun Carol around so that Carol was now facing the audience, whilst her body hid Lizzie’s own nudity. Realizing she would be the first to be exposed completely to the eyes of the watching men, reduced her comfort level considerably.
Lizzie’s hands held her by the waist for a moment or two and Carol was aware the men were all shifting around the room so that they were all in front of her. Even the ones fondling Susie and Rebecca had left them alone for a moment to watch her dénouement. This was despite the fact all of them had already seen her naked and felt her up, at least four of them had already fucked her, too. She smiled at her audience as Lizzie’s hands moved behind her.
The clapping intensified as it became obvious from the movement of Lizzie’s arms that she was slowly drawing down the zip on the back of Carol’s dress. The dress didn’t immediately gape as she had left the hook and eye fastened at the top of the zip. Finally, Lizzie reached the end of the zip and her hands returned to the middle of Carol’s shoulder blades to flick the hook and eye apart, and now the dress did gape as the fabric across her bust loosened.
“Hold the front up whilst I slip the straps off.”
Lizzie hissed the instruction into Carol’s ear and, as Carol raised her hands as if to modestly clutch the top of the dress across her breasts, Lizzie slipped the shoulder straps down onto her arms.