I had to go to work on New Year's Eve but only until two o'clock. Many workers would spend the rest of the day in the pub but that wasn't really my style. Once two o'clock rolled around, I was going straight home to prepare for the big night with Carole. The paperwork tasks were mostly carried out during the time between Christmas and New Year's Eve by me and my skeleton staff and had been completed. Just a few hundred bu...
It was my best friend’s house party at a new place that he and his fiance had moved into. It was a chill night where the drinks and smokes kept everyone high. My boyfriend was with me and I had a good chill session after a long time. I was planning to stay the night at their place before going back home. There were a couple of new people but the rest were friends or people I knew but were not exactly close with. Tyler cam...
Liddy lay exhausted on the couch after scribbling down the revised bill for the party. The other women had had the luxury of going straight to bed. It wasn't until some hours later that she was awakened by a knocking at the door. One of the soldiers answered it and came to see Liddy. She took the bill from the table before noticing Liddy was awake and paused. Liddy nodded and the soldier took the bill with her. It could h...
Angela slid into the kitchen all smiles and shrugs, hamming up her hangover to align with us early-rising house party victims. I snubbed her lingering ‘morning’ with a perfunctory ‘hi’, continuing my conversation with Tom. Angela fixed me with another gaze as she brought steaming coffee to her mouth. Coolly, I recalled her deep-throating me the night before while I pretended to be sound asleep. Flatly, I’d maintained that...
“Hello. My name is Krystal, and I’m a slut… a fucking horny slut.” The bitch in the mirror stared back at me with indignant condescension; she’d heard my chant a hundred times in the past week. “My pussy is always dripping wet.” I flashed my reflection, fingering my cunt. “And… oh, fuck…I cum…so hard, so fast, uh, aah, aah!” The bitchy image of me called me all sorts of vile names. Bitch, slut, whore, skank, witch-slut, a...
It was my sixtieth birthday, and some of my girlfriends had thrown a surprise party for me. I loved every minute of it. My friends knew how I loved young boys, and one of them arranged for their sixteen-year-old grandson to fuck, and cum in all three of my holes as my girlfriends watched. There were about a dozen women at the party. It didn't bother me in the least to have all my girlfriends, including the boy's grandmoth...
Chatter filled the house party, as the pumpkin witch cast her love spell over the guests. Suddenly, Big Bear found himself irresistibly drawn to Harley Quinn. "Oh, big puddin, wana sneak-away!" she teased. Big bear growled he agreed. The Sexy Nurse, eyes twinkling with desire, approached the Sexy Headmistress. "Let's play doctor, baby." Zombie Man stumbled towards them, groaning in passion. "Braaains. And booobies." Joker...
"I can't believe you did that with my sister!" Even with two closed doors and a hallway between us, I can still clearly hear my sister yelling at Jax. Out of guilt, I had confessed to her what happened between him and me and she wasn't okay with it. I can't hear his response as he isn't yelling like Rose is, but her response comes out even louder. "Obviously, she's off limits, you slut! You could have fucked anyone else,...
I love playing the guitar, but for some reason, the sound of tuning irks me soooo much! I’ve been playing since I was thirteen and got a super cheap black acoustic for my birthday. My boyfriend at the time thought it was dumb and that girls shouldn’t play the guitar. It’s weird that we didn’t work out, huh? Instead, I studied, practiced, and got really fucking good. I put out my first album when I was nineteen (please do...
One night, when I was about twenty-three years old, I found myself at a small party with some friends. It was a time in my life when I imbibed heavily and lived from one good time to the next. The party was pretty small, eight or nine people for most of the night in my friend, Andy’s, modest apartment. A few of the people had left as the night went on and it was just myself, my two male friends, Andy and Shawn, and two im...
Jessi and I’s softball team was having a party tonight, hosted by the Rousallos. A lot of the players and their wives and girlfriends would be there. It was meant to be a big bash to keep the team together after the end of the season. Jessi dressed up in a nice white dress with black polka dots. She looked gorgeous as ever as she straightened her hair in the bathroom mirror. I found a short sleeve button-up shirt with a p...
Well like any other Friday night at a gay bar there is dancing, music, and partying going on in every room, in every nook It is ten PM, and the bartender picks up a mike behind the bar and asks if we are ready for the dancers. The crowd goes ape and the men, one by one, come out and take their places in the various dancing spots. Paul the big broad black bouncer security man leads Jimmi the hot hairy go-go dancer out who...
The week when I was coming to visit, Kate had finally arrived. I would be landing first thing Saturday morning. Kate was excited for me to arrive but even more so for Friday night. Delta Epsilon Fraternity was hosting their annual Spring Bash Party. It was one of the go-to parties of the year, known for being wild. I was also looking forward to finally having sex again. Last time I had visited Kate, the sex had been crazi...
Stacy had only stepped out into the hallway for a moment before she heard her name from the kitchen. It was late and the party was quieter now. She thought about going back to her room and going to bed, but her roommate who lived in the room next door was loud when she fucked. Stacy wouldn’t be able to sleep anyway. Plus, her name wasn’t spoken to get her attention. Two guests of the party were talking about her. Curiosit...
Sophia Lyceum, Switzerland Christmas Eve Collin I was mentally prepared that I was going to spend the holidays at school. I was here on a scholarship and my parents just couldn’t afford to fly me back to our small Russian village, especially with the prices of the tickets at this time of the year. I was, however, pleasantly surprised to find out that Collin, one of the boys in our extended group of friends, was also stayi...
