In early May of 2008, Lisa, who I was serving then, had a house warming party. She specifically wanted me and another woman, Donna, who was serving her to act as "hostesses". Obviously, I couldn’t refuse and made arrangements to be out of the house that night.
The party began around 8:00 and I arrived about an hour early and Donna shortly after I did. We both wore, at Lisa’s insistence, black mini’s sheer white blouses, hose and heels ... rather risqué and trampy looking to be sure. We helped Edie, the caterer and a friend of Lisa’s, set up and also helped a guy named Daniel, the bartender. When people started coming Donna and I circulated with little trays of hors-d’oeuvers for the guests, told people where bathrooms were, took drink orders when requested, that type thing. Mainly though Lisa enjoyed having us on display.
People came and stayed, some did the drop-by that Lisa thought they would. By 10:00 I’d say there were about 35-40 people.
As the evening progressed and the alcohol flowed, Donna and I got groped a lot and we compared notes. Guys were constantly trying to look down our blouses when we’d reach down for an empty glass or such. Several times when we’d pass somebody in a room, we’d feel a hand slip up under our skirts and try to get a feel of our pussy or ass. One guy felt me up under my skirt and I heard him say to another as I passed well damn she’s wearing panties.
About 1130ish most of the people filtered out except the ones Lisa specifically encouraged to stay. I think 12 guys and 8 gals at this point.
Lisa made some overture to those who she wanted to stay that Donna and I were going to show more personal service… Brian, a guy who I’d been with a few times and a good friend of Lisa, really encouraged the guys to get with it. I remember lots of shouting and whistling. The guys and some of the women got really worked up in a hurry, at least that’s my opinion. Next thing I know is a guy named Larry got up and said here let me help you out babe (I hate that word, babe) but anyway he took off my skirt and blouse and I ended up in my beige sheer bra and thong. Donna was in a white bra and black thong. Things rapidly got out of control and everybody seemed pretty eager. I remember being placed across the ottoman and Larry’s sticking his cock in my mouth. Right there in front of everybody and I’m like OMG. I thought I was bad off but I caught a glimpse of Donna who was stark naked on the floor in front of the sofa.
Anyway, Larry kept pumping his cock in my mouth; someone took my bra off and started pawing my tits and sucking my nipples. Some other guy grabs my hand and places it over his cock. I felt my panties being pulled off and a cock in my pussy. Whose cock I have no idea. Next thing I see is Tabitha, one of Lisa’s closest friends and the first black woman I ever had, shoving her way through the guys and says before I get covered in man cumm she wants a little action. She unashamedly pulled her panties off and pressed her pussy at my face, right there in front of everybody which was hugely humiliating because people were yelling like hell. I heard Lisa telling somebody to pay up, you’re not gonna stand here and watch this for free. When I satisfy Tabitha, she pushes Lachandra on my face. She’s a small girl, maybe 19-20 barely 5 ft tall, has skinny hips. I’m eating her and she turns and 69’s me which gave every body a thrill and a half. Then, this white woman, Debbie, easily mid-50 or better, comes over, naked from the waist down and straddles my face and tells me it’d been way too long since a woman kissed her pussy She and I both cumm and she gets off me, then this other girl (later learned her name is Lenley) 69’s me. I catch a glimpse of Donna again and she’s across the back of a chair with a guy fucking her and she’s sucking another guy, people standing all around. And I am thinking, holy shit, this has turned into a fuck fest.
When the girl girl sex is finished the guys wanted to start again but I said I need to pee. Tabitha pointed to the deck and she’s dragging me out there. Guys are following us. I figured there’s no way I can avoid doing this so I squatted down and braced myself on my hands slightly behind me, thrust my pelvis forward a little and shot pee across the deck.
I end up pissing in front of about 8-10 guys and that turned them on. It was like every guy had an instant hard on again. Some body shoved a cock back into my mouth, I’m masturbating a cock and there was one cock after another in my pussy. This Larry guy, who was a real piece of work, comes over and he’s got what’s left of a chocolate cake Edie made for the party and smashes the damn thing across my tummy and tits, smears it everywhere he could. Then the bastard starts pissing on me. He does this while one guys licking frosting off my nipples. I’m still being fucked! Damn. As soon as the guy who’s cock I was sucking cumms on me, Tabitha comes back over (she’s naked and I saw her fuck at least 2 white guys during the evening) and pissed on me. I also saw her friend Lachandra piss on some guy and everybody is laughing like hell at everybody else.
I had no idea where Donna was a t this point nor did I really care. (Lisa later told me Donna was taking one cock after another as fast as she could.)
At one point, I was bent over at the waist, legs apart, and sucking another cock. Some guys playing with my ass. I feel a hand swipe across the cake frosting on my tummy and ram a finger into my ass, quickly followed by cock penetrating my ass, and I’m thinking, this is a first, using smashed cake and frosting as lube.
This goes on and on, and another cock goes in my ass. Whose, I don’t know. And I didn’t even know the guy whose cock I was sucking. When he withdrew I asked to please be laid down on something flat and somebody get me another vodka tonic. Fucking in that position was extremely painful and a strain on my back and legs. I wobble to a chair and then I see Donna with a guy under her fucking her ass, one on top of her fucking her cunt and a cock in her mouth. I also see another gal getting eaten by some guy and Lisa fucking somebody. This kept going on for I don’t know how long.
Apparently we were rather loud and boisterous because the cops came and we immediately dashed inside. We can hear the police guy saying someone reported a disturbance. Brian says we’re just having a quite evening with a few friends but we’ll tone it down, etc… the cops go away. We know it must have been the ruckus we were raising on the deck b/c nobody can see Lisa’s yard unless they sneak through the woods. But it’s about 1:30 in the morning. Things wound down after the cops left. Brian takes one look at me and made some comment about me being arrested for impersonating a cup cake.
At this point there were about 4-5 women there and about 10-12 guys. Brian suggested everybody crash at Lisa’s to avoid get pulled and charged with DUI. I got up to find awash off and find a bed and that’s the last thing I remember. When I woke up that morning I was in a bed with Tabitha and Lachandra. Lisa later told me I passed out cold.
Lisa actually made over $1000 off Donna and me.
I never did get my panties and bra back. To this day, I have no idea who ended up with them or what happened to them.
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