Naked Party with the DJ

by Daria Sparks

  “But, baby,” whined Brian.

  “Which one of us?” Asked the land the lady as she looked at me and smiled. “I don’t care that he tried to fuck the two of us in one night, that’s why we all come to Peggy’s house,” she said. “I just care that you can’t hold back when you’re in the prime of your sexual journey. What’s wrong with you? What are you going to do once you get married?”

  Suddenly it dawned on me where I’d seen the lady before. It was in school, walking by one of the large lecture halls as she was giving a lecture on sexuality.

  “Dr. Hester?” I asked.

  She looked at me and grinned, a very large grin, knowing that I knew exactly who she was. “As long as I’m a lecturer on topics related to sex I’m going to be an active participant. And I recommend you do the same, though you don’t have to lecture.” Her head was held high and she was smiling as she left the room.

  “You’re a limp-dick douche bag, Brian,” said Crystal as she poured her own glass of wine over his head. “I suggest you leave now.” That was the meanest thing I had heard Crystal say since I’d met her.

  We walked out of the bedroom and back over to the bar area to refill our drinks. We were quietly laughing the whole way and I was intrigued by the fact that Dr. Hester had already found a skinny guy who was fucking her up against the wall. It was good to see that she had recovered so quickly. We sipped our drinks at the bar and surveyed the crowd.

  “Come on,” said Crystal as she walked over to the stairs. “I think we need a quiet reset before venturing further.”

  We walked upstairs, said hello to the people standing by the railing watching the festivities below, then turned and walked into the bathroom. The first thing I noticed about the bathroom was a beautiful view looking out over the land surrounding the house. As I stood gazing at the marble sinks and how pretty the scene outside the window was, Crystal walked into the next room then squealed with delight. We’d only been roommates for a short time, but I already knew that when she was really happy it was a lot of fun to watch. I knew something good was going to happen.

  I heard water start to run in in the other room and walked in to see the largest bathtub I’d ever seen, even on TV. This bathroom was a destination of its own. This bathroom was bigger than Mom and Dad’s living room and dining room combined. Water was filling the tub as Crystal searched for something in cupboards nearby. Then she found some bath salts and poured them into the steamy water.

  Annette began lighting the candles that were spread around behind the rim of the tub. Then she walked over and turned off the overhead light as the candles began to burn brighter. The curtains were opened to reveal another floor to ceiling window looking out across the valley outside. On that dark night stars were visible and you could see the lights of houses twinkling far off in the distance. Fortunately none of them was close enough to see what we were doing.

  Crystal stepped into the tub first, and started walking around to mix up the bath salts. When she took my hand and pulled me into the tub I followed willingly. The water was hot and steam was rising. The hot water stung my skin when I sat in the tub. Once again I had Annette on one side and Crystal on the other. I looked at both of them and they were sweating, so I knew I was too. The water ran for several more minutes until the tub was full.

  The room was suddenly quiet as we reclined back into the tub, the hot water felt good on my body. “To ladies night out,” said Annette as she raised her glass in a toast.

  I laid my head on the rim of the tub, the warm water hypnotizing me as I listed to the jazz, and realized that there were small speakers in the bathroom and Tommy’s music was being piped in. I heard a splash of water and opened my eyes to see Crystal pull Annette to her feet and had her sit on the rim of the tub. Crystal kissed her lips, and then she kissed a lazy path down Annette’s chest and stomach. Annette’s body was built for sports. Her breasts were a firm B cup and she was toned and strong, quick on her feet. I watched as her head shifted to the side and listened as she started moaning louder than before.

  Crystals’ mouth had worked on my pussy before and I was getting hornier as I watched. But I was fixed to the spot and didn’t want to leave, so I stayed and watched, two fingers making their way down to my pussy and I began to rub my clit in the hot water.

  Annette dipped her hand in the water and then took it and began to rub it around on her breasts. Crystal had fingers inside of Annette and her tongue kept up a very insistent rhythm on Annette’s pussy. My fingers were moving quicker as I felt the blood rushing to my groin and warming up my belly. If ever there was a night to be a show off this was it, only no one was watching me as I masturbated.

  I lay my head back on the rim and closed my eyes, just before there was a loud splash. “Shit balls, what the hell are you putting on your pussy?” asked Crystal as she fell back against me.

  I opened my eyes to see Annette holding a bar of soap out of the water, a look of half anger and half total hilarity in her eyes. “It’s a papaya soap so I figured…” Crystal splashed a wave of water on her and she coughed before she could finish.

  “You figured it’s papaya scented so it should taste like papaya?” asked an incredulous Crystal.

  “No, it felt good, so I kept on doing it,” said Annette.

  They were both laughing and splashing each other and soon I joined in with them. We splashed and groped each other, then Annette cuddled up close to Crystal and they kissed deeply. I leaned back to watch again.

  They rinsed Annette off then she sat back on the edge of the tub, Crystal’s mouth going directly to her pussy, her hands reaching behind and pulling that shaved pussy to her face. Annette’s fingers were keeping her nipples erect and Crystal continued a slow and steady rhythm licking long lazy circles up and down Annette’s pussy.

  As my fingers slowly circled my clit I realized that Crystal’s pussy was near enough to touch, so I slid behind her and spread her legs. She stopped licking Annette for several seconds to turn and give me a sly grin, and I buried my face in her pussy, my tongue reaching under her even as my nose found her hole and pressed inside.

  “God, Daria,” called out Crystal.

  “God, Crystal,” called out Annette.

  “MMphh,” I gurgled into the air.

  My tongue had found Crystal’s clit and I slid it over the soft nub as I slipped two fingers inside of her.

  “Ohhhh, baby, Ohhhh,” called out Annette. I couldn’t see past Crystal’s beautiful pussy but I heard Annette’s legs kick the water and then heard her lean back against the wall. Then Crystal reached back to stroke my hair and I knew Annette had finished.

  “Daria, yes,” called out Crystal.

  I reached under and took one of her nipples between two fingers and squeezed and a loud moan flew from her mouth. I kept licking her clit even though the weird angle was tightening my jaw. Then her legs slammed together on my ears and her back stiffened up. As her body loosened up she fell forward into Annette’s lap, her butt falling into the water and away from my face.

  I looked up and saw Crystal smiling a huge smile at me. “You are so good with a pussy, you need to explore this further,” she said.

  “You’re just lucky because you cum easily,” said Annette.

  “Girls that cum early are called lucky, not losers,” she said.

  I watched as Annette stood up and pulled Crystal to her feet. “Come on, Blondie, I’ll wash you off in the shower,” she said as she stepped from the tub and picked up towels.

  “We’ll be back, Daria,” called out Annette as they left the room in each other’s arms. The shower was in the first part of the bathroom. The bathtub took up the entire space of the room I was now in alone. I leaned back into the hot water.

  I gazed outside at the stars and the lights of the houses in the distance and wondered if I would ever be able to live in a house like that. Less than a minute later I saw a star shoot across the sky and made a silent wish. Maybe I would someday. I reached for my wine glass
but discovered it was full of water from the tub so I set it back down. I would need something to drink soon, but I didn’t want to give up the view of the starry night right then.

  I could hear the two girls in the shower next door. The water was running and occasionally one of them would spank the other one and the sound echoed back toward me. I tried to figure out what the night meant to me, but all I came up with was how much I needed to have new experiences and this was just one more new experience. I wondered what it would be like to run into Dr. Hester from then on, but I knew she was a tough lady and that all would be fine. This time when I reached for my wine I knew that I would have to leave the wondrous tub and find something. The hot water was steaming me up pretty well and I was thirsty.

  I stepped out of the tub and picked up a towel to dry myself. I rubbed the soft cotton across my skin as I took one more look out the windows. I was in a dreamy state and wanted to remember this view for a long time. Then I flipped my hair back over my shoulder and tied the towel around my chest, before I remembered that if I wore the towel I would be the only person in the house covered up. I was already walking out the door and turned, pulled the towel off, then flung it back onto the floor beside the tub, fully intending to come back and pick it up later.

  Which is when Tommy walked into the room with two glasses of wine. Well, one and a half glasses of wine, because most of one glass ended up splashing onto his chest and running down his stomach. Tommy was skinny, just young and thin, but the site of that wine sliding down his chest and splashing off of his cock gave me a girly hard-on. I felt the blood rushing through me, so hard that I didn’t even stop to ask, I took his chin and pulled his face to mine and placed my lips on his. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me into him, the glasses still in his hands as they bumped into my back. My lips ground into his as our bodies mashed together.

  I reached down and took his cock in both of my hands, stroking him gently, working my hands opposite each other as they twisted and turned, softly stroking him fully erect. “Ohhhh…” he moaned.

  I wasted no time in pulling him to the bathtub using his dick to guide him. I stepped into the hot water and pulled him after me. He followed willingly and handed me one of the glasses of wine. I took the glass and downed half of it as he stepped to the middle of the tub and stopped. I set my glass down on the rim of the tub and knelt in front of him. His eyes went from mildly interested to huge orbs as I wasted no time plunging his dick into my mouth, a mouth still filled with wine.

  When I had as much of his dick in my mouth as I could take I began to swirl the warm red wine around and I felt his knees buckle. “God, Daria,” he mumbled and almost fell over backwards.

  I swallowed the wine and slowly let his dick slide out of my mouth. “Don’t fall over, Tommy,” I said as I inhaled his dick once more. This time I began to suck on him quicker. One hand began to play with his balls while the other one started stroking his shaft along with my sucking.

  The taste of the wine was gone but it didn’t matter. By that time he’d already outlasted Brian and I wanted more. Once again I let his dick slide out of my mouth.

  “We need a…” I started to say.

  “Got one…” he said, holding up a Magnum condom. I was puzzled at where he might have been hiding it but I appreciated his preparation.

  I smiled a huge smile as he tore it open and began to unroll it onto his dick. His dick was thick and firm with a slight upward tilt to it. As he rolled it on I walked on my knees to the side of the tub and sat on the edge. I took a sip of wine as he looked over at me, a lusty gleam in his eyes.

  He knelt down in the water and his dick was at the perfect height to fuck me. I reached out and took his firm shaft in my hand, pulling him gently toward me. The rim of the tub was wide enough to give me a firm base to sit on and I spread my legs. I pulled his dick until the head of it was hidden inside the folds of my pussy. The feeling of his dick inside of me was what I had come for that night.

  “Fuck me, Tommy,” I said, my voice suddenly getting raspy. “Fuck me with your music playing.”

  He would have fucked me anyway, but with his music in the background I could feel his dick pulse, felt the need in his lips as they mashed into mine, and felt the searing heat as he slid his dick into me with urgency, with need. It banged into my cervix and I shifted as he pulled out, then when he pounded forward into me again I matched him, the press of his dick on my cervix meant that he was the right size for me.

  “Fuck me, Tommy,” I called out.

  “Daria, baby,” he said loudly.

  He took up a slow and steady rhythm, our bodies smacking together with a wet slap every few seconds. He wasn’t sprinting to the finish line he was taking his time. My pussy felt amazing. His kisses became firmer as he took my ass in his hands and began pulling me into him with each stroke. He stroked into me until our bodies slapped together, then repeated it firmly.

  His lips moved down onto my shoulder and I tingled. My neck and shoulder were tender and they are also instant trigger points for blood flow in my pussy. When he bit my shoulder I felt a surge of heat in my face. In and out of me he kept fucking me and I could feel the orgasm building in my soul.

  Then he thrust hard and his leg slipped, causing him to fall to the side and his dick to slide all the way out of my pussy. I laughed, I had to, as he fell back into the tub and a huge wave of water splashed us.

  He laughed too but scrambled up again. His eyes were filled with desire as he pulled me to my feet and kissed me hard on the lips. He was a half foot taller than me but his lips searched out mine and he pressed us together even as he was turning me around to face out the window.

  His hands were rough as they grabbed my ass and pulled me back into him. Then one hand reached around my stomach and pulled me in tighter to him as I felt his hand using his dick to seek out my pussy. Then he slipped the head of it inside of me and I let out a breath of happiness.

  His first stroke back inside of me was more forceful than before but it was necessary. I could feel the intensity of his need as his cock slammed into me, pushing us both forward. Then he slid out of me, and once again rammed it into me. He reached his other hand around and rubbed it across my clit using all of his fingers. He did it several times until I knew that this was something I was going to have to train him to do, but if his only flaw was a need to learn how to diddle me better I could work with that. At least he was trying.

  I pulled both of his hands up to my breasts and used his thumbs and fingers to pinch my nipples. He caught on quickly and began to vary the pressure as he squeezed and played with them, then ran his fingers around them. And he never let up the fucking he was giving me.

  That’s when I slid my own hand down and began to stroke my clit. My other hand reached back and took hold of his ass cheek and pulled him to me. He fucked me from behind and I pulled us together while rubbing my clit, all the while looking into the heavens right outside the window.

  It was not much longer before my legs started to get very warm and I felt the blood in my body racing about. My knees were getting weak but I continued to push my body back into his. This was the fucking I had needed.

  “Ahhh, yes, Tommy, yes!” called out.

  “Daria, you, rock,” he called out while continuing to fuck me.

  I reached down for my clit and took it between my thumb and fore finger. I pressed them together, squeezing my clit between them. I pulled Tommy into me even harder when I felt my body tense up, felt my muscles go rigid, and I felt the rush of the orgasm that I had needed start to flood my body with tingling heat and light. I began to thrust back into Tommy with less intensity. Then I relaxed fully, my head spinning, but I continued to pull Tommy into me.

  He kept on fucking me but his strokes were becoming weaker. I figured he had come, so I moved forward as his dick slid out of me. I turned to him and locked our lips together, and reached down to pull the condom off. That’s when I felt his dick which was still completely erect. I sl
id the condom off and looked at it in the dim light. There was no sperm in it.

  “You need to cum, Tommy,” I said and I could see the relief in his face.

  “I really do need to cum,” he said.

  I scooped up some water and washed off the condom lube as best I could. Then I kneeled down in front of him once again and sucked that thick dick into my mouth, running my tongue slowly around the underside of it once I had most of it inside my mouth.

  Once again my hand started to juggle his balls while the other hand spread his legs further apart. I was sucking him in and spitting him back out as I twisted and turned my head. His head rolled to one side and while he was in this state of ecstasy I reached for his ass and slid a finger inside of it.

  The third time I stroked his prostate was the one that released his gusher, and fortunately it happened when I only had the head of his dick in my mouth. The first splash of sperm hit the roof of my mouth and I swallowed it, then I continued to suck his dick. The second burst hit my tongue, then I wrapped my tongue around his dick and began to twist it while sucking his load and swallowing it.

  As I continued to suck he was moaning but I never let up, not even when he was pushing me away from him. I sucked some more, until I felt his dick slowly begin to shrink and looked up to see a look of utter contentment on his face. I sucked some more until he sat on the rim of the tub then in the water.

  He sat back in the water and pulled me to him. He pulled my lips to his and gave me a deep kiss. I liked that he didn’t shy away from kissing me even though his sperm was on my lips. He kissed me with passion and his hands pulled my face to his.

  When we pulled apart he looked at me, a shy yet sly look on his face. “You want to go to Vegas next weekend?” he asked.

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