A Dinner Party with Friends

Some disclaimers: There is drug use, cheating, heteroflexibility between guys and girls, and a fair amount of cum play between guys. If any of that bothers you, please don’t bother reading this one! I go more for detailed and fun sex scenes than a ton of prose. Note that this is only for open minded people. Hope you enjoy and, if so, let me know about it.”Miku, we are leaving in twenty minutes so we don’t be late,” my Czech girlfriend of three years called to me from our bedroom. I was bent over the sink, eying myself in the mirror, stretching the skin on my cheek tight as I dragged my razor along my jaw. Her English was far better than when we first started dating, and I normally found her way of speaking adorable, but today it was just another needle. “Don’t worry about me Zuz, I just have to shave and put my shirt on. Worry about yourself.” I checked myself out in the mirror, and felt pretty good about what I saw. 35 years old, and still in good shape. I wasn’t big, but well defined with my abs being the part of my body I’m most proud of.

Like almost all couples, even though we have a largely good relationship, we do have our share of fights. Both of us are emotional people I’m ashamed to admit and we have our share of drama. Our relationship is also complicated somewhat by the fact that we both come from different backgrounds. Zuzana was from a small town in eastern Czech Republic and spent the first part of her life under a communist government. I grew up in upper middle class USA, earned my way into a top liberal arts college, and then moved to Eastern Europe because I thought it would be a great way of seeing a different culture. When your childhood is so different, you do end up approaching issues from different angles and it can lead to conflicts that are harder to resolve.

Still, it wasn’t all bad. Nowadays it is well known that there is an insane concentration of stunning women in Eastern European, and Zuzana certainly proved that rule. A mutual friend introduced her to me as someone who could help her with an English language presentation. Naturally slim, though not skinny and a little over five and a half feet tall, Zuzana made an immediate impression on me. She had long brunette hair, dark eyes and a sharp nose. Her lips are natural but you would be forgiven for thinking they were surgically enhanced. An ass man myself, I remember thinking she an ass shaped like a tea cup and breasts that were more than a good handful. We hit it off on the first session, and it didn’t take long into her second visit before I had her bent over the back of my couch.

I wrapped up my shave, slapped on cologne, sprayed deodorant and headed out of the bathroom into the bedroom to grab my shirt and check on the lady. I could see she was in her dressing room, and as I approached I could see her silhouette visible through the frosted door. She clearly had her leg up on a stool, and I couldn’t help but admire her lines. Despite being bent forward as she pulled a stocking up her leg, her stomach remained flat up to her fantastic full breasts. I pulled open the door and she looked back and up at me over her shoulder, attaching the second of two black straps from the top of her black stocking to a black and red laced garter. The garter belt alluringly wrapped around her fantastic ass and rested over a matching set of lace panties were largely transparent with red flower pattern obscuring some of her flesh. Still I found myself staring between her cheeks, trying to see how much I could see. Only 25 years old, you couldn’t find a hint of cellulite on her fantastic body, even if there was a certain softness to her. Forgetting that I was there to ask her if she was going to be ready in time, I stood with my mouth agape, savoring the view. It’s no wonder I always forgive this woman, no matter how frustrating she could sometimes be.

“Do you like it Miku? I wanted to dress fancy today.” I looked down at the shirt in my hand, and realized I was going to have to up the ante a bit to keep up with my lady. “You look hot Zuzi, fucking hell. When did you get that?” my eyes resting on the bra which was largely sheer other than the red and black flower patterned lace which became more opaque around her nipples.

“Agent Provocateur baby” she said with a smile. “I finally used you gift. I’m glad you like. It was supposed to be surprise for you.” She stood up and stretched her arms above her head, showing off, and then reached for her dress and took it from the hanger. She started the incomprehensible process of preparing the black dress to slip over her head, looked up at me with her deep brown eyes and said, “will you forgive me Miku? I know I was silly again today.” I was shocked as apologies are few and far between, and almost never for what had triggered her today. I have to say that seeing how she was dressed tonight, it would be idiotic not to accept her apology and move on so I said, “Of course baby, thank you for apologizing. It was also my fault, I know you don’t like it when I do that. I have to be better” I moved towards her and pulled her towards me in a hug. She wrapped one arm behind my head, still holding her dress with the other and whispered in my ear, “you will make it up to me later Cookie,” using her pet name for me, “Now go put on nice white shirt I got you, no? And arrange the car?”

I smiled and gave her a gentle kiss, “your wishes are my command, Pie” and I stepped away to my own closet. I found the dress shirt in question and removed it from the hanger, happy to see it was not wrinkled, and put it on. My crime today was something that any man would struggle with in late summer Prague. The weather had started to cool off, but today had been potentially one of the last hot days of the year and the girls were all taking advantage of it. Flesh was on display, and despite my best efforts, I cannot keep myself from looking even when I’m walking with my woman. And while she does sometimes enjoy looking at women with me, if her mood is off or if she feels threatened in any way she can snap and go off. I found the jealousy cute at first, and sometimes a turn on, but nowadays it just pissed me off that she was pissed off. This time she busted me checking out a girl wearing short shorts that were cut short enough that they disappeared into her ass, and the fabric that was visible had rips revealing skin beneath. I mean, how could I not look? In any event, it definitely wasn’t worth ruining a good party night, and I was happy that she had offered the olive branch first tonight.

I rang the car service, and gave them our address and the address of our friend Kyle’s flat. Kyle was an Australian expat who I’d been friends with for nearly the entire time I’d been living here. Recently divorced, he decided it was time to show all his friends his new place. A professional chef by trade, visits to Kyle were always a treat as he had a huge personality and could produce Michelin quality meals in his home kitchen. He was also a huge party animal, so for sure it was going to be a wild evening after the eating was done. I went downstairs and took some bottles of wine out of the fridge, and a bottle of gin from the liquor cabinet. “Zuz, come on down, the car will be here in a couple minutes.”

“Coming Cookie!” It’s worth mentioning she pronounces the oo in cookie more like “goose”, so it really is adorable. I let out an audible “uff” when I saw her. The black dress she had chosen modestly covered her shoulders and upper arms, but was immodest in virtually every way. The neckline was composed of two overlapping pieces of loose fabric that draped down and met well under her breasts, revealing a large V and vast amounts of cleavage. Her breasts were pushed up by the bra and on display in all their voluptuous glory. At the base of the V, part of her bra was visible as well as a small triangle of skin beneath. Below her breasts, the fabric of the dress clung to her like a second skin along her waist and hips, and then ended just below where her garter straps connected to the tops of her stockings. The front of the skirt had was slightly shorter than the sides and the back, and from where I was standing at the bottom of the stairs, I could easily see the garter straps and a hint of her creamy thighs above the top of her stockings. She exuded elegance, taste, and sex. I felt my dick stir, and wondered if we should just make the car wait for us.

She smiled at me seductively, her lips glossy and slightly parted, she pressed the length of her body against me and brought her lips to mine, darting her tongue between my lips. My dick responded immediately, lengthening against my thigh. She ran her hand down my chest, and rubbed it firmly as she continued pushing her tongue down my throat. I grabbed her ass and pressed her against me and moaned into her mouth. Pulling away, she smiled and said, “let’s go, being late is rude.”

The car was waiting as we exited the building. I opened the door for Zuz and got an eyeful of thigh and straps as she descended into the car. Buzzing already with arousal I walked around to the other side of the car, and got in behind the driver. I reached out and took Zuzana’s hand and we chatted about the evening and what we should expect. As far as we knew there would be about 20 people there and Kyle was going to feed everyone. We gossiped a bit about which of the friends had landed on his ex wife’s side of the fence and which would show up tonight. Kyle’s friends were a bit older than I was, so there was a decent chance Zuzana would be the youngest person there. She has absolutely no problem with this, being a highly social person she was comfortable in virtually any situation. Still, we used this as an excuse to ask Kyle if we could invite Zuzi’s best friend Nina. Of course he agreed, having met her a few times back when he was still married. The reality was that we both thought that Nina could be a good match for Kyle or, at the very least, a nice rebound fling. As far as we knew, he hadn’t been with anyone since splitting with his wife nearly 6 months prior.

Zuzana texted Nina that we were nearly at her place while I enjoyed the view out the window. Both she and Kyle lived in the Old Town center of the city and I never got over how beautiful it is. The cobble stoned roads were one-way, but there was hardly any traffic. I saw Nina was already waiting in front of her house as we approached so I rolled down the window as we pulled up to the curb. “Hey beautiful, you looking for a date?” I always got along really well with Nina, and was happy to see her because she’s awesome, and also happy to see her because she truly is beautiful. Nina had a light scarf over her shoulders, and a short, tight and dark cocktail dress with cream colored stockings covering her legs. Her blond hair was straight and hung down as usual between her shoulder blades. Her hips swayed hypnotically as she strode towards my car door. I never understood how Slavic women could walk so gracefully in stiletto heals on cobblestones. She leaned on the window, giving me a fantastic view of her blue eyes, pale skin, and red lips and said “How much?”.

“First one is free for hot blonds!” I laughed, and opened the door. I scooted over as she slid in next to me. She put her arm around my neck and kissed me on the cheek “it’s great to see you Mike.” She put her hand on my thigh for balance as she leaned over me and exchanged greeting in Slovak with Zuzana and gave her a happy kiss on the lips. I noticed that her dress was a deep blue synthetic leather and it had ridden up her thighs when she’d sat down, revealing the tops of her cream colored stockings and garter straps which fixed to the top with black bows. Her hand hadn’t left my thigh as we all happily chatted and I was glad that my dick was extended down my other leg as she would have otherwise felt my hard-on. It was a short drive to the party, and I enjoyed being sandwiched between these two beauties.

The girls existed first on arrival, and I stayed to pay the driver. My Czech isn’t perfect, but I understood the driver complimenting me on the company and wishing me good luck tonight. I laughed and gave him a good tip and then joined the girls at the door. We took the elevator up and entered the party. The flat was nice, and we were the first guests other than Kyle’s best friend Phil. The guys appreciatively gave the girls an up and down and went in for hugs and kisses. His kitchen was dominated by a huge square table in the middle of the room that was loaded with a buffet of goodies that Kyle had prepared. We got wine and started chatting and munching as guests continued to arrive.

Drinks continued to flow and the party started to swing. The music got louder, people got more and more drunk, and people started dancing. It was a good mix of people, mainly professional expats and their partners. Zuzana and I were separated most of the evening as we mingled independently though periodically coming together to touch base. After a long conversation with a guy I’d never met before wrapped up, I looked around for Zuzana and saw her sitting next to Phil. Apparently he’d just made a good joke, and Zuz responded by slapping him on the chest and shaking her head. She didn’t remove her hand though, and leaned in to whisper something in his ear. Whatever she said caused his eyebrows to raise and he smiled again at her. He had three buttons on his shirt undone, and I saw that part of her hand was actually resting on his chest well formed pecks. He was a hairy guy, and I could see that Zuzana was gently circling her fingers on his chest. She looked around then, and saw me watching them. She said something to Phil, and then left him to walk towards me. I saw Phil get an eyeful of her ass as she walked away, and he reached down to adjust himself in his pants. I can’t say I blamed him, Zuz has that effect.

Smiling, she snaked through the crowd to me and when close enough to me she asked, “Cookie, are you having fun? Why are you alone?” We clinked glasses and she whispered to me, “Phil has some coke, can we go do a line with him?” Rarely one to turn down blow at a party, I happily agreed and I let Zuzana lead me by the hand to Kyle’s bedroom. As we entered I tried to close the door behind me but stopped when I realized that Phil was also on his way. I saw that Kyle and Nina were already there sitting close together on the bed, chopping lines from a sizable pile of powder on a marble slab that Kyle had next to his bed.

“Hey guys! Long time no see. Hey let’s just keep this between us OK? A lot of the folks here aren’t the drug type, and anyway I don’t have enough for everyone. So just us 5 OK?”

Each of us took our turns and all of the guys were clearly paying attention when the girls leaned over to do their lines. The action had the expected effected of hiking their skirts up, givings us eyefuls. As Zuz took her line, I turned to Phil and asked him what he had been talking about with her. He flushed a bit and said, “Hey Zuzana, your boyfriend is asking what we were talking about just now.”

She raised up from the table, dabbing her nose gently to ensure there was no residue and said, “Oh, Phil had offered this, and I just said him how I’d love to…”

“And??” I prompted.

“And I said I love it but it always makes me so horny!” She said this last in an exaggerated way, cupping her breasts and rolled her shoulders. Nina cackled and reached up slapped Zuzana on the ass, “Don’t be bad girl Zuza!”

Zuzana fixed her dark eyes on mine and cooed “But Miku loves it when I’m bad, don’t you baby” and walked towards me where I was leaning against the wall, rubbing her hands down her stomach and to her thighs. It might have started as a joke, but she was committed now. When she reached me, she put one arm around my neck and pushed her right leg between mine, pressing herself against me and pulled me in for a deep kiss. Coke makes everyone horny, and I had no problem with this. I put my hands down to her ass, pulling her tightly against me, and I felt her raise her left leg up, wrapping it around the back of my thigh to increase her leverage against my stiffing prick. My right hand ran up her thigh, up past her garter and to her soft skin. I pushed her skirt up further, and ran my fingers lightly over her panties – turned on by the fact that I knew a good part of her ass was exposed to everyone in the room.

Kyle gave a polite cough and said, “guys, do you want the room for a while?”

Zuza broke off our make out session, and turned around to look at Kyle, rolling her hips seductively against me and said “no Kyle, no. That would be rude to the other guests. Let’s go join them no?” And she lowered her leg, and smoothed her skirt down to cover her self. I looked around at them now, and saw that Nina had her hand between Kyle’s legs and seemed to be rubbing his inner thigh near an impressive bulge that had formed in his slacks. Phil was still staring at Zuzana’s ass and was unashamedly rubbing himself through his pants. Zuz turned her back to me glanced down at his rubbing hand and walked to him. She offered her hand and said, “Thank you again for the lines. Come dance with me.”

Phil glanced at me, and I smiled and shrugged and watched as they left the room. Nina and Kyle also left holding hands and I stayed back for a moment to do my line, then collect myself and give my erection a chance to go down. I was not the jealous type, but I wasn’t sure how I felt about Zuza toying with Phil. It’s a game we often played in clubs, teasing strangers and getting off a bit on the attention, but Phil was a close friend of a friend, and I didn’t want to make things complicated. “fuck it, don’t over-think this, let’s just have fun” I said to myself, and I rejoined the party.

Hours passed as we all enjoyed dancing and drinking, and guests slowly started leaving but there was still a good crowd. I was dancing with an older lady who knew how to work what she had. We got closer and she smiled and then turned around, pressing her ass against me. I playfully gave her a spank, appreciating the bounce it caused. “Do that again young man, and I’ll have to take you to the bathroom” she teased and continued bouncing on my dick which was now in a permanent state of arousal. I was enjoying grinding in time to the beats, when I felt two arms wrap around my stomach and looked back to see Nina smiling up at me. She said “OK OK you two, that is enough. This one is coming with me” as she pushed my new friend away. The woman, whose name I didn’t catch, laughed, blew me a kiss, and went to dance with her friends.

I followed Nina to the bathroom and she pushed me in and closed the door behind us. She produced a baggy of coke and said “Look what I have? Let’s have a line” and proceeded to rack some up on the toilet seat. I stood behind her and drank in the look of her. Muscles in her back rippled as she worked, and she swayed her ass slowly side to side humming happily to herself. Her thighs were visible and I could tell that her panties were less than an inch away from being exposed. Having been in a constant state of arousal for the last few hours, I couldn’t help but think of pushing up her skirt and fucking her from behind. Nearly mad with lust, I reached down into my pants, and grabbed my dick, slowly stroking it as I stared at her. She produced a straw, and I heard her inhale her line so I removed my hand which was wet with my precum. She turned around to offer it to me, and she knew immediately how horny I was. Still bent over her blue eyes clung to mine, and she whispered, “what is it Miku?” and against my will, I broke eye contact with her to gaze between her legs. If “fuck it, let’s have fun” was the theme of the night, I decided to try it out.

“Honestly, and don’t be mad, but I just really wanted to know what color panties you’re wearing.”

I looked up to her face, still bent at the waist over the toilet, and she smiled mischievously and murmured, “oh really?”

“Yeah, really.. why don’t you give me a peek?”

“I’m sure you’ll like it Miku” she responded with her leather covered bottom hypnotically waved back and forth before me. “Are you going to give me a peek of yours as well?” she asked, putting her hands back on either thigh, raising the hem almost imperceptibly. I noticed that the black ribbons holding her stockings up were truly bow tied and could easily be unfashioned by pulling a thread.

“It depends on if I approve of what I see.” loving the game, and knowing that even if she had grandma panties on they would look amazing in the given moment.

“Miku, you have to behave if I show you. Can you promise to be a good boy?” raising the hem another centimeter or two. The bottom of her ass was in view now, and I could see how the ribbons attached to the garters in a lace pattern that crept down the sides of her cheeks. Another centimeter, or if I leaned down, or if she bent a bit more, and her panties would be in view.

“I think that depends on what you mean by me being a good boy” I said, saliva pooling in my mouth now as I imaged getting on my knees and burring my face between her ass cheeks. I reached down and slowly started to unzip my slacks.

“Yes, that is what I mean. If I show you mine, I want to see yours. Zuzi has told me all about it…what a beautiful bird you have. But Miku, be good. Look but no touch”.

“I’m just showing you my underwear Nina, not my bird,” repeating the direct translation of a Slovak slang word for dick. “I want to see more than your panties if you want to see this” pulling my pant zipper open and exposing my underwear covered shaft to her. I had some run of the mill black boxer briefs on, nothing special, but whatever, that wasn’t the point.

“Who says you won’t?” and with that her skirt had finally crept up to reveal the goal. I gutturally moaned at what I saw. Nina wasn’t wearing any panties at all. Her pussy was absolutely beautiful, dominated by her pale outer lips with only a hint of dark red inner lips visible. Completely shaved from what I could see, I ached to reach out and touch it. She glistened with her wetness and I was happy to see that she was enjoying this tease as much as I was. “What do you think Miku? Do you like the panties I chose tonight? It looks like you do.. Why don’t you show me how much you like it? Show me that dick that Zuza is always bragging about.”

The mention of Zuzana gave me pause as I’m ashamed to admit I had completely forgotten about her in the moment. It had been years since I’d seen a pussy other than my girlfriend’s (or a stripper’s) in the flesh, and my lust addled brain had conveniently blocked out that what I was doing was probably not totally OK. I didn’t consciously make the decision to carry on, no, the lizard part of my brain took over again when I saw Nina had begun running the length of a finger along her slit, pressing it open. “Don’t be shy Miku, we are friends.”

Having again completely ignoring the fact that this beautiful blond bent before me was my girlfriend’s best friend, I put my hands back into my pants, and gripped my shaft again, spreading the precum along its length to lubricate it, still hidden behind my briefs. She moaned as she watched and said, “You said you’d be a good boy, take it out!” Her middle finger probed and disappeared inside herself, she bit her lower lip.

Drunk as hell and full of cum, I pushed my underwear down and and pulled my dick and balls through my zipper. I can’t remember the last time I was so hard. “Oh it’s so nice one Micheal, you show me how hot you think I am” her fingers were moving more roughly now, spreading her lips and pressing a second finger inside. I started to stroke, my gaze alternating between her bewitching eyes and her wet slit. Precum dripped from me as I beat my meat in front of my girlfriend’s best friend. She was giggling seductively now, confident that I was under her spell.

“Oh Miky, did you forget about your line? I made it for you, come and get it” as she held out the straw over her shoulder for me, still fingering herself with her other hand. Her eyes were squinting with lust, I saw that some of her hair was attached to the corner of her wet mouth. She made no move to change position so, I edged forward and leaned over her taking the proffered straw. She pushed back against me, and I felt the bottom of my cock press up against her bare pussy. I savored the feeling as I leaned forward, pressing my chest against her back, and my cheek to hers. She turned her head and I felt her hot breath and wet mouth on my neck, giving me shivers. I flexed my ass and tilted my hips up and down, grinding my length against her. “It feels like you want to do more than look Miku,” she breathed heavily into me. I leaned down, putting the straw to the line and sucked, then straightened up and inhaled loudly to fully consume everything.

“Do you want to fuck me Miku? do you want to stick that beautiful dick inside me” she teased moaning now, “I want you to. Come and fuck me.” In a trance, I brought my hips back enough to give room to straighten my dick out and bring the tip to her, bumping against her hand which was still manipulating herself. She moved her fingers to her clit, giving me access. “Yesss, put it in me.” I kept stroking, the head now wet with her juices. Sliding the head up and down her slit now, I reached out with the other hand and rubbed her ass. I didn’t have a condom, and despite the situation, the otherwise ignored rational part of me thought again that this probably wasn’t a good idea to fuck her raw. I pushed forward and and brought my dick up between her cheeks, pressing against her asshole. She grunted frustratedly, and reached back and grabbed me by the balls, rubbing them against her slippery wetness. “Oh they’re so smooth, Miku you prepared for the party tonight didn’t you?” and it felt like she was trying to push them inside her without success. It was painful and intense, and I had to stop touching myself as I was nearly about to cum. I knew it was going to be hugely messy, and again the rational part of me knew it would be a problem if I covered her stockings and dress with my spunk.

Just then, the door handle jiggled, and there was a loud knock. “Hello, please I have to get in there!” a slurred voice called. With a gasp, Nina straightened up and pulled her skirt down, realizing we were busted. My eyes were wide as I stuffed myself back through the zipper. There is only one entrance to the bathroom, obviously, and the knocking was getting more frantic now. We made eye contact, I shrugged and she nodded, and I opened the door. One of the more drunk guests looking green, pushed past us and we without even registering we were there, and as we scampered out we heard him loudly and prolifically begin to vomit. Nina walked ahead of me back towards the kitchen, and I followed shortly after closing the bathroom door to give the dude some semblance of privacy.

The scene that greeted me as I entered the kitchen was quite different then the one we had left and stopped me in my tracks at the doorway. I don’t know how long we were in the toilet, but apparently it was longer than we thought as the only people left were Kyle, Phil and Zuzana. Electronic music pulsed as the the three of them standing entwined and gyrating to the music on the dance floor. Kyle was behind Zuzana leaning forward, Phil in front leaning back. Zuzana had her face buried in Phil’s neck, with him supporting most of her weight. She had one arm wrapped around his hips and I could see that her hand was inside the back of his pants. Her other was behind her back and she had a vice grip on Kyle’s belt, her finger inside the front of his pants pulling him against her. Her skirt was pushed up to her navel, with her panties and garters totally exposed, her legs wantonly spread as both Phil and Kyle had their legs between hers. Both men were grinding her intently their hands roaming freely over her exposed ass and stomach.

Nina turned to look at me from where she was standing a few paces away with a concerned look on her face. It woke me up, and I stormed towards them, not sure what I was going to do when I got there but violence was going to be done. I could see that the enormous head of Kyle’s penis was exposed, a full two inches above his belt, and with each thrust he was rubbing it against the back of her fingers. I could see the wetness from his precum there, as well as on her ass. Nina grabbed me before I could pass her and said “Miku, wait, wait.” My dick was like diamonds. I let Nina take me by the hand and she led me to the couch which Kyle had placed near the wall. I sat down like a rock, and Nina glided down next to me. She grasped my hand tightly and asked intently, “Miku, you can’t be mad can you? What were we just doing a minute ago? They are just having some fun and look none of them even have their pants open. We can only see Kyle but it’s just because it’s huge and it won’t stay inside. Wow, it is really big isn’t it” I looked at her, and saw how even though she was hugging my arm and pressed against me, she was laser focused on Kyle’s package.

My addled brain decided that my friend worshiping a different cock than mine was an emotional problem more easily dealt with than truly processing that the current object of lust for said cock was my girlfriend. So instead I somewhat roughly took Nina’s hand and put it on my lap, “I thought you said that this was a beautiful dick.” She turned her blue eyes back on me and smiled, “Oh it is Miku, it’s very pretty.” and she reached down to unzip my pants. I smiled back and helped her, undoing my belt and opening my pants, happy to have her attention back on me. She reached above the band of my underwear and took my cock out. The feeling of her warm hands on me was amazing. “You are so messy already, Zuza wasn’t joking.” My dick was pretty average, but I no doubt that I come more than average. That translates to a huge amount of precum as well, which can be annoying for my underwear, but it is a convenience lubricant for sure. I was somewhat surprised that my dick was such a common object of conversation for the two of them. “Oh but it feels so nice. You are so hard Micheal, is that for me or is that because you like what you see over there?” nodding to the trio.

I looked back with her, and I had to admit it was extremely sexy. Both guys had their shirts fully unbuttoned, revealing decent physique. Neither had defined abs, but they both clearly worked out from time to time, and both had much larger pecks and arms than I did. Kyle had pulled a shoulder of Zuzana’s dress down, exposing her neck which he looked to be sucking on. His large hand was gently cupping her breast in his palm, with his fingers teasing her hard nipples through the bra. She removed her face from Phil’s neck and leaned back against Kyle, exposing her bra fully to Phil, who drunk in the view of her. Using her hand behind her back, she guided Kyle lower, so his thrusting cock head, which had been painting her lower back, disappeared between her ass cheeks. She pressed her covered ass against him. Phil had both of his hands on my girlfriend’s waist, truly dry humping her now with his cock bouncing against her pussy through her panties. His fingers were under the black bands of her underwear and lace of the garter, and I could see him edging his thumbs closer to the nexus of her legs such that they were probably touching her neatly trimmed patch of pubic hair.

I wasn’t sure how to answer her question, to be honest, as I wasn’t sure which was a bigger turn on at that moment. My stomach was feeling heavy with jealousy, seeing how much my girl was enjoying what was happening to her. At the same time, the three of them looked hot as hell. Still, it was my girlfriend and I would normally be pissed to the point of insanity for her doing what she was doing, other than the fact that but my dick was currently being stroked by her best friend. My head was full of booze and coke, so god knew I wasn’t in a state to be rational, but it did seem that I logically couldn’t be pissed.

“What do you think?” I said as a way of answering her question, and I grabbed her behind the neck and brought her to me, kissing her passionately. She tasted like booze and cigarettes, her lips were thinner than Zuzana’s, but her tongue was stronger. She thrust it deep into my mouth and I happily accepted it. After a few moments, she put her hands to my chest and pushed me backwards so she could straddle my lap. Her spread legs pushed her dress back up and she pressed her bare pussy against my cock. We continued to make out and she unbuttoned my shirt. Her hands reached down and she passionately pumped my dick, rubbing it against her slit and clit, covering me with her juices. I grasped her ass with both hands, pulling her cheeks apart and slid her against me. Her tongue probed my mouth and we both moaned. “Hey I have an idea..” and I put my hands on her shoulders and indicated I wanted her down between my legs. Her eyes lit up as she laughed she slid off my lap, kneeling in front of me.

She looked up and stroked my dick against her lips, licking her tongue against the tip, circling the head, tasting my precum. The feeling of her thick tongue on me was amazing, as was seeing this lovely girl’s face next to my dick. I’d spent so much time with her in the past, but never really considered this as a possibility. “Oh was I getting in your way up there? You couldn’t watch them? Now can you see better?” She moaned, and took me inside her mouth, bobbing her head up and down as she pleasured me with her hands and mouth.

I looked up and saw that the other trio was still in the same position. Phil had noticed us, and was watching intently as Nina blew me. I and made eye contact with me, looking guilty. He kind of shook his head and mouthed, “I’m sorry.. Is this OK?” I didn’t answer, but put both my hands on Nina’s head and guided her up and down on my shaft, pressing her down forcefully so she would take as much of it as she could.

Phil smiled, and I saw him reach out to start tweaking Zuzana’s nipples while pressing himself against her twat with renewed vigor. I moaned at the sight.

Just then, there was a loud slam from the front hallway, as the final party guest apparently had stumbled from the bathroom and exited the flat. The noise roused Zuza, and she looked around. She turned her head, and saw me on the couch with her best friend gagging on my dick. Her face, which had been in a rictus of lust, changed immediately to one of rage. “MICHEAL! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING” she screamed, pushing the guys away from her. She stood for a moment her hands clenched in fists at her sides, Kyle looking confused. She yelled incoherently with rage and stormed out of the kitchen and to Kyle’s room, slamming the door behind her.

Nina, who had frozen with my dick in her mouth at the first sound of Zuza’s voice, finally moved again sucking with all her might as she took her mouth of me with an audible slurping pop. She looked up at me, her mouth a mess of my precum and spit and said, “I think we may be in trouble Miku.” Not sounding terribly concerned, she continued to stoke me and asked, “What is the plan?”

At the same time, Kyle was rapidly expatiating, “Mike, man, I’m sorry I don’t know what happened. We were dancing and all fucked up, and it just sort of happened. She said you wouldn’t mind as long as we kept our pants on and didn’t touch her pussy or kiss her so, yeah, I figured.. I mean fuck it’s been so long and she’s really hot you know, and.. dude, man I’m sorry. Nina is sucking your dick though. That’s pretty fucked up Mike. Weren’t you setting her up with me?”

He was talking a mile a minute and it was clear that they had also done some more blow.

Nina stopped stroking my dick at that one and turned to look at him, “Oh you figured that out did you? And what, now that is off?” I could see him looking appreciatively at her exposed ass and stockings, and he must have taken in the fact that she didn’t wear any panties. Her hair was disheveled, her makeup a mess, but there was no denying that she was a damned fine catch.

He reached out his hand to her, and she stood, putting her dainty palm which was covered in the mess from her sloppy blowjob, and he pulled her to him and gave her a kiss. Tentatively at first, but she pressed herself against him, her dress still hiked up. I could see her explore his lips with her tongue, and I felt yet another twinge of unfounded jealousy. Her hands roamed to his abdomen and then around his back as they continued to make out.

I couldn’t believe these hornballs and as I got up and walked past them to go deal with Zuzana I said, “like how my dick tastes Kyle?”

He laughed and slapped my ass, “It’s not bad I have to admit.”

Nina laughed in Kyle’s mouth while grabbing is hand and placing it firmly on her bare ass and said, “I agree, yes it’s very nice. Now Kyle darling, we are having our first date. Please focus.”

I couldn’t help but laugh at that one. Phil added, “Yeah man, I hope you’re not pissed at us. Not trying to take your girl, we’re just going with the flow.” I looked at him and scoffed when I saw he had has pants down around his ankles and was jacking off to the scene before him. His dick looked pretty average but completely hairless, despite his other body hair. Dude was probably glad that Zuzana was gone so the “keep your pants on” rule was over.

Flipping them a thumbs up sign, I sighed and steeled myself for the conversation ahead, knowing that it was going to be intense. I stood in front of Kyle’s room for a moment to gather myself, and timidly knocked on the door, “Pie, can I come in?”

I waited a moment, and then decided that her silence was ascent and opened the door and entered the room. Zuzka was sitting on the bed with her back to the door. “Hey, Pie, can we talk?” When she turned around I could see that she had been crying, her makeup running down her face. I could also see that she was in the process of racking up another line. “Oh, OK, do you think that is a good idea right now?” worried that more coke would almost certainly increase the volatility of the situation.

“Keep your fucking thought to yourself you asshole cheating asshole!”

“Whoa, whoa Pie, wait calm down baby.”

“No, I am not going to calm down! Fuck you!” flicking me off and then turning to snort what looked a huge line from the marble slab. I walked to her and sat next to her on the bed.

“Did I say you can sit next to me? Why don’t you go and sit next to that kurva out there.” Pushing me weakly and the tears started flowing again. “How could you do that to me? How could *she* do that to me?!”

“I… we… ” A bit tongue tied, I didn’t know how to begin. “Baby, we came back to the kitchen and you were being dry humped by two guys… I guess I just thought that we were having an orgy or something.”

“We were just dancing!” she said passionately and punched me on the arm, “I wasn’t sucking dicks!” she yelled.

“OK, OK, that’s true, but baby… you were giving Kyle a handjob, and I don’t know *what* was going on with Phil? Did you have your hand in his ass?”

“It was not a handjob, what do you mean? OK, yes, I might have accidentally felt him, but I did not know his dick would be such a big one.” Her voice had lowered a bit, and I was happy to see that she was at least thinking about things and not just totally going wild. I also sensed a bit of a sense of wonder in this last comment.

I took the hand that had been in his pants, and kissed her fingers. I could definitely smell the sex on them, and found it quite erotic. I looked her in the eyes and said, “He had a big one did he?” She returned my gaze and pushed two of her fingers between my lips. I opened my mouth and she pushed them inside my hot mouth and as I ran my tongue around them.