It was a Friday night in August 1976. Kelly and I had been invited to a party. Lori, a friend of Kelly’s was dating Don. Don and his best friend Rod had graduated last May and were working at the local car dealership while attending community college for car repair. The party was at the townhouse rented by Don and Rod.
I had to work until nine p.m. Lori had picked up Kelly at her parent’s house and the girls had a head start on the alcohol. They were working on bottles of Boone’s Farm cheap-ass wine. By the time I got to the party they had knocked off two bottles so far, were working on number three, and were clearly buzzed. Both girls were wearing tight T-shirts and shorts. They were both barefoot.
Kelly and I had been dating for almost three-quarters of a year and lost our virginity to each other back in May. Since then we had been screwing like bunnies every chance and every place we could find. Kelly was five feet two inches tall with very long dishwater blond hair that hung to her waist.
Kelly was wearing a 32D bra, but her mom had put her on the pill shortly after we began dating and it was accelerating the growth of her boobs. Kelly knew she needed to go shopping before school began to find some 32DD bras. Kelly had long legs for a shorty and a very pretty face.
Her friend Lori was a devilish pixie. She had a pixie haircut and an upturned nose. She really did look like a pixie. But there was a glint in her eyes that was pure devilishness. Lori was about as tall as Kelly. However, where Kelly was curvy Lori was very small: small boobs, small butt. For what it’s worth, I’m pretty tall; six-feet-four-inches. I have dark hair that, back then, was seventies-long and I have a fairly normal-size dick.
By ten o’clock or so there were about a dozen people at the party. Most of them were car-junkie friends of Don and Rod. There was only one other girl there and it wasn’t clear if she was anyone’s girlfriend. Her name was Lisa and she had also graduated with Don.
I had imbibed a few beers before but had never been drunk. I was headed down a new road that night. I was drinking beer, but liquor bottles kept being passed around and you took a swig or you were a pussy. I was not a pussy.
By midnight several folks had left. Lori and Kelly, who were both drunk, decided they needed to bake brownies. It was one of the most dog days of August. Hot as hell and sticky. I don’t know if they didn’t have air conditioning or if it was just off, but it was really warm. Once the girls fired up the oven it was insufferably hot in the kitchen.
I’m not sure who suggested it. It didn’t matter. Kelly and Lori decided they were hot and peeled off their tight T-shirts and then pulled down their shorts. It left them both in their bras and panties. Kelly was wearing white with her big boobs clearly overfilling her cups. Her panties were French-cut hip-huggers. They barely covered her ass-crack, showed plenty of butt cheek and it was very clear from the front that she had a big bush of dark pussy hair.
Lori’s little tits filled her A-cup bra, which was also white. On the bottom, she had a pair of pink panties similar to Kelly’s. It was pretty obvious that Lori was also not shaved but back then it would have been pretty out of the ordinary to have been shaved.
Even though I was getting fairly loaded, I knew that those two were gorgeous and even though they would show as much at a beach, I was getting a boner just watching them move about the kitchen. The rest of the guys smelled the brownies baking and found their way to the kitchen.
Smiles abounded and it was fun watching both of the girls getting their butts felt up as the guys were getting very friendly with them while waiting for the brownies to bake. Kelly’s ass would jiggle as it was grabbed and released. Lori’s had zero jiggles. Her butt was tiny and tight.
Guys were hugging Kelly to have her huge tits smashed into their chests. When Kelly’s nipples would get really aroused they looked like red Peanut M&M’s. I could tell she was getting turned on because I could see her nipples making bumps in her bra as they were struggling to poke through. I was willing to bet that her pussy was soaked and maybe her panties too. That was probably why she was kind of keeping her knees together. She didn’t want those older guys to see they were making her wet.
Someone picked up Lori and sat her on the counter. Her knees were slightly apart, as they normally are if you sit on a counter. I could see some loose pussy hairs sticking out of the gusset of her panties. I didn’t see a wet spot though. Soon a couple of batches of brownies were baked and eaten much faster than it took to bake them.
Rod tried to lift up Kelly to sit her on the counter. Kelly wiggled her way out of his hold and ran into the living room. He took chase. Kelly made a couple of loops through the living room and kitchen (it was a race track with stairs in between), squealing the whole time. On the next pass, she ran through the kitchen, through the slider, onto the patio, and into the backyard. He kept after her. We heard some more squealing from the dark backyard.
It was several minutes later when he came back carrying Kelly on his shoulder, ass first. She was beating on his back telling him to put her down. As they came onto the patio I saw that Kelly’s panties were pulled down to her thighs and she took a break from punching his back to try to tug them back up, to no avail. They were trapped by the arm he was using to hold her. The handful of us still in the kitchen got a flash of Kelly’s hairy slit before he sat her down. She quickly tugged up her panties and we also got a flash of the front of her bush.
She was still sputtering about him carrying her but she got over it quickly and was a good sport about it. Rod apologized and offered her a hug. Kelly gave in and gave him a big hug. He reached down and squeezed her butt with both hands. Kelly gave zero protests. I could see some grass clippings and yard debris stuck to her back and I brushed it off. When she stepped back her nipples were now so hard they looked like they would burst through her bra.
It ended up with just Lori, Kelly and me in the kitchen. Kelly was hugging me with her head buried in my chest and stroking my cock through my tight jeans. I was mindlessly staring at Lori’s crotch. She suddenly spread her knees wide and slid to the edge of the counter. Then she pulled her panties aside and flashed me her twat. I got a good look at her pink lips.
She pulled the panties back and I looked at her face. She was sticking her tongue out at me with a naughty glint in her eyes. My cock was ready to bust. Kelly pulled me down for a kiss and I was feeling up her ass with my hands down her panties. Lori jumped down and came over to us and said that her and Don’s bedroom was at the top of the stairs to the right and we were welcome to use the bed.
We ran up the stairs in a flash. Kelly jumped out of her underwear as I stripped off my clothes. The room was mostly dark except for a small lamp on a dresser which was turned on. I pushed the door sort of closed but did not latch it. Kelly was on her back with her knees up. I leaned over her and kissed her lips and then her engorged nipples. I was hard as steel and sat back on my calves as I lined up my cock and then slid into her. She was completely soaked.
When I was young, I was graced with an amazing ability. I would get very close to orgasm, pull out and use mind control to not ejaculate. I would have a ‘mini-orgasm’ in my brain and then I was the Man of Steel. My dick was as hard as it could get and I could fuck nearly forever without fear of cumming. It happened that night.
Kelly and I had been fucking on their king-size bed for probably a half hour. We were trying every position we could think of. At some point, it dawned on me that the bathroom was at the top of the stairs. Folks were coming up regularly to use the facilities. I was too loaded to quite grasp that they were actually taking a turn looking through the partially open door to watch Kelly and me fuck. Later, someone pushed the door wide open and walked in.
I was on top and had my back to them so I couldn’t see them. I flipped Kelly and got onto my back. She was riding me like a cowgirl. I saw that there were three people in the room at the edge of the bed watching us fuck, although because it was so dark I couldn’t quite make out exactly who they were.
They stayed for maybe five minutes or so watching us and then left. Kelly never noticed them. She was in her own cock and alcohol-induced haze. We had been fucking for nearly an hour and the heat and alcohol were catching up to me. I flipped Kelly onto her back, hiked her knees up to her ears, and plowed her as hard as I could. Kelly had a loud orgasm and I blasted her cunt full of cum.
I caught my breath eventually and dressed. Kelly was a wreck. She was on her back and crashed. I left her on the bed and headed down to the party. Downstairs I grabbed a cold beer in the kitchen and wandered out to the living room. That group looked boring so I went out to the deck. Lisa, Lori, and Don were out there smoking a joint. Lisa patted the bench, motioning me to sit next to her, and passed me the joint.
Before too long it was just Lori, Lisa and me outside and Lisa was putting the make on me. We were necking and I had my hand up her shirt feeling up her braless boobs and nipples. Lisa was telling me that she watched me fuck.
She said, “You have a great cock and sure know how to use it. I’d like you to use it on me sometime.”
Lisa was licking my ear and trying to give me a hickey. Lori was on a lawn chair watching us. Lisa was also rubbing my cock through my jeans. Honestly, though, I was so drunk and so high, it wasn’t really all registering with me.
Later when Kelly and I talked about that night she claimed at first that she was drunk and/or passed out and didn’t really remember much. Once Kelly and I got real honest with each other and she realized our relationship wasn’t at risk, she admitted that, yes, she was drunk but she knew exactly what was happening. She also said didn’t feel like she could do much to stop any of it. And looking back on the night, she realized she actually enjoyed what happened to her.