Archive-name: 3plus/pparty.txt

Archive-author: Passionate Penelope

Archive-title: Party, The





     I awoke to the sound of the telephone.  It was still half 

dark outside my bedroom window and I couldn't help but feel more 

than a little irritated to think that someone was calling at this 

hour.

     Rolling onto my left side, I reached out and unsuccessfully 

tried to pick up the receiver without knocking the phone onto the 

floor.  It served the caller right to have the sound of the phone 

hitting the hardwood floor echo in his or her ear!  Reaching over 

the edge of the mattress I managed to find the receiver with my 

eyes still closed and placed it to my ear.

     "Hmmphello", I mumbled into the phone.

     "God, Penny, you sound like shit!  Come on, it's going to be a 

beautiful day, get with the program!", said the voice on the 

line.  It was my girlfriend, Laurie.

     "It's six o'clock, and have I got a treat for you", she 

continued.

     My curiosity was starting to show more interest than the 

rest of me.  "This had better be better than your last treat.  

You remember, the time you wanted me to get up at 4:30 AM to go 

down to the lake and watch the sunrise.  I still haven't forgiven 

you for that."

     "Oh, it is, it is", she said with a great deal of 

enthusiasm.  "We're going to a party!"

     "You're crazy.  Who in their right mind would go to a party 

at this time of Day?  Shit, it's not even light yet!"

     "No, no, no, you don't get it!  The party's not right now.  

It's later.  It's this afternoon!  We've got to get ready!  It's 

sort of a costume party and we have some shopping to do."

     "I hate costume parties", I sleepily replied.

     "You'll like this one.  It's a hooked party!  All the women 

are supposed to dress like hookers or street walkers!  C'mon, 

it'll be fun", Laurie pleaded.  "Let's at least go to the party 

and if you really hate it, we can leave.  I  promise."

     "OK, OK, give me a half hour and come over.  We'll talk 

about it then."

     "OK, love.  See you in thirty minutes!  Bye!."

     The line went dead.  I absolutely hate that kind of 

enthusiasm this early in the day.  It's downright depressing.  

I'm basically a night person and being up and around at this time 

of day was all but unknown to me.

     I lay back and stretched.  I ran my hands down my body and 

except for one small area, I was happy with what I found.  I 

really needed a shave.  My pubis was starting to develop a little 

five o'clock shadow and needed a touch up with a razor.  Maybe I 

can have Laurie do it for me later.  It wouldn't be the first 

time she'd done that for me.  In fact, Laurie was the one who 

first convinced me to try shaving my pubes, and, surprisingly, I 

liked the way it looked and felt.

     After a few minutes, I rose and put on a robe.  Stumbling 

into the kitchen, I fumbled around making the coffee.  That's not 

an easy thing to do when your eyes are still half closed.  Well, 

if the coffee tasted like shit, it wasn't my fault.  I never 

really function this early in the day and I figured that if 

Laurie didn't like the coffee, she could just make it over.

     I sat at the kitchen table and shakily lighted a cigarette.  

I mostly just stared at the thin stream of smoke from the 

cigarette while I waited for the coffee to finish.  I really need 

my caffeine fix to get my brain functioning.

     Just as the coffee was ready I heard Laurie pull up the 

drive in her little MG Midget.  She really loved that car.  I 

don't think I've ever seen it with the top up, and as I looked 

out the window, I saw that it was down now, too.  As Laurie 

stepped out of the car, I saw her grab a small suitcase and start 

toward my back door.  Evidently we were going to spend the entire 

time before the party together.

     Laurie tapped on the glass of my back door with her long 

fingernails and I shuffled over to open it for her.

     As Laurie stepped into the kitchen, I couldn't help but 

wonder how anyone can look that good this early in the day.  

Laurie's 28 years old and is taller than average, about five feet 

ten inches.  She has shoulder length light brown hair that is 

always a mass of waves.  Her figure is one of the best I have 

ever seen, her breasts being her best feature.

     "Hi good-lookin!", she said cheerfully, dropping her 

suitcase near the door and making a bee-line to the coffee pot.  

"We're in for a real treat today", Laurie continued.  "I'm not 

going to give you all the details because I don't know all of 

them yet, but from what I already know, this is going to be a 

very different kind of party and I want us to look and act the 

part."

     "OK", I replied.  "Come over to the table and tell me more 

about it.  You've piqued my interest and I really wouldn't mind 

doing something a little out of the ordinary, even if it does 

mean being out of bed at the crack of dawn.  Now, what's the 

story?"

     While Laurie was doctoring up her coffee with cream and 

sugar, I watched her from the back.  Today she was wearing a 

white blouse tied at the midriff and very much cut off jeans.  

The outfit did a lot to emphasize her shape.  Laurie has a very 

nice rear and the longest legs in the world and her choice of 

shorts showed them off to very good advantage.  I could feel my 

pulse quicken a bit as I remembered how good she looked without 

the blouse and shorts.  She was the first woman that I had been 

sexually intimate with and when she dressed this way I always 

feel a little desire for her.

     "Will you please hurry up with that and tell me more about 

what you've gotten us into, this time", I said with a bit more 

enthusiasm than I had felt earlier.

     Laurie walked to the table.  "OK, OK already!  Hold your 

water! I'll give you all you need to know right now."

     "I wish you would.  First you wake me out of a sound sleep 

and now you take forever before you tell me why," I chuckled.

     "Ok, here's the deal.  You remember that bar that I told you 

I go to a lot, the one where the ladies of easy virtue hang out?"

     "Yes," I replied with more than a little scepticism in my 

voice.

     "Well, I was in there last night and I started talking to a 

few of the men I've met there, not all of them are there looking 

for hookers.  We were discussing some of the working girls that 

frequent the place and the guys said that they had wanted to 

partake of their charms on more than one occasion but they were 

afraid that they might get more than they paid for.  You know, 

one or more of the "social diseases" that are going around."

     "As we talked, one of the men said that one of the things 

that made the ladies so appealing to him was that a man didn't 

have to worry about being rejected or turned away by one of them.  

If a man wanted something a little different, all he had to do 

was ask for or demand it.  He also said that the way most of them 

dress is a real turn-on."

     "Anyhow, as we talked, the idea for a party or something 

started to grow.  What was decided was that all the women who 

attend the party would dress like hookers and as much as 

possible, act like them.  I thought the idea was very 

interesting.  I kind of like the idea of trying the life without 

actually having to live it.  Neat, huh?"

     I was more than a little sceptical about the idea. "Just how 

far are we expected to go in this little masquerade?  The general 

idea appeals to me, but I'm not sure about the idea of putting 

myself in those surroundings.  How do I know that one or more of 

the men there won't get a little carried away and start to act as 

if you or I am really a street walker?"

     Laurie rolled her eyes in mock exasperation, "Oh, c'mon, you 

know as well as I that they couldn't ask either of us to do much 

that we haven't done before and enjoyed it.  We're not going to 

be the only women there, either.  It's not going to be a big 

group, but there will be other women there to take some of the 

pressure."

     "OK, I'll give it a try, but you have to promise me that if 

things start to get out of hand, we'll leave."

     "All right, I promise, but you have to promise me that you 

won't be over sensitive.  These guys all like sex and I'm sure 

that we'll get propositioned more than once.  Who knows, maybe 

we'll both enjoy ourselves more than we think."

     "Well, listen", I said, "I've got to shower and put on my 

face if we're going to hit the stores this morning.  I don't 

think I've got anything sleazy enough to wear to a hooker party.  

I've got plenty of party clothes, but I really don't think any of 

it is appropriate for the "street walker" look.  See you in a 

bit."

     I left Laurie in the kitchen to finish her coffee while I 

showered and dressed.  In the bathroom I pinned up my hair and 

put my razor in the shower so I could get rid of my five o'clock 

shadow.  I let the water run until it was good and hot, then 

stripped off my robe and nightgown.  I entered the shower and 

just leaned back against the wall to let the spray wash over me.

     I didn't hear the bathroom door open or close, but suddenly 

the shower curtain slid aside and there stood Laurie.  She was 

already naked and she stepped into the shower with me.  "I just 

thought I'd give you a hand washing your back, or whatever.  Turn 

around and I'll get started."

     I turned around and Laurie began soaping my back.  She 

started with my shoulders and slowly worked her way down to the 

backs of my thighs.  It felt wonderful and I wondered just how 

far this was going to go.  Her hands worked all over my back and 

gradually found their way around to the sides of my body.

     With closed eyes, I leaned back slightly and felt Lauries 

erect nipples brush my back.  She reached around me and cupped 

both of my breasts in her soapy hands.  Her hands ran down my 

body and followed the contours of my pubic mound.  "Oh," she 

said, "you do need a little touch up.  I'll take care of it in a 

few minutes.  You just relax and let me do all the work.  After 

all, I did wake you pretty early and you need your rest."

     Laurie's hands returned to my breasts and began kneeding 

them gently. She teased my nipples with her thumbs until they 

stood at full attention.  I moaned a little as she pinched and 

squeezed my them with her soapy fingers.

     "This isn't getting you very clean, I better start scrubbing 

again," she whispered in my ear.

     While still reaching around me with her left arm, Laurie 

began softly running her right hand over my ass.  Her left hand 

was busy caressing my right breast as her right began working up 

and down the valley between my cheeks.  "See, I am good for 

something; I can get to all those hard to reach places for you.  

We're going to meet a lot of new people today and I want you to 

be absolutely perfect for them.  They said they were making plans 

for some very special games at the party and you never really 

know just what might develop."

     While still running a soapy finger through the cleavage 

between my ass cheeks, Laurie began to kiss and nibble on my left 

ear.  She knew this always gets me turned on and she took full 

advantage of my weakness.  

     As her right hand worked it's way even lower I began to 

respond by swaying my hips and pushing slightly against her hand.  

Her finger found my anus and started to rub it with increasing 

pressure.  Slowly I relaxed and Laurie's finger slid slowly into 

my ass.  "I want to clean you both inside and out", she 

whispered.

     At this point I leaned forward and braced myself against the 

back wall of the shower with my outstretched hands.  Laurie 

brought her left hand down and caressed my pubis with it as she 

began to work even harder on my anus with her right.  She had her 

entire finger inside me and was sliding it in and out as if it 

were a little cock and she was sodomizing me.  

     I felt my anus begin to stretch even more; she was trying to 

get a second finger inside me!  "I don't think it'll fit", I 

said, "I'm not big enough to take more than one at a time."

     "Don't worry", she cooed, "I know what I'm doing and you can 

take a lot more than two of my small fingers."

     With a little squeal of discomfort, I felt her second finger 

slide deeply into my anus.  Her right hand had found my clit and 

she stroked and teased it as she pumped her fingers in my ass.  I 

pushed back and tried to get her even deeper into me.  "Why you 

dirty bitch," she giggled, "you really like this, don't you?"

     "No", I groaned, "I hate it and I'll give you a half hour to 

stop!  Of course I like it, I'm just about ready to come, so shut 

up and keep fucking my asshole!"

     "Oh, I don't want you to come, yet", Laurie said.  "I've got 

something special planned for you before you come all over me.  

First, though, I want to shave your pussy and then I promise you 

that I'll make you come, OK?"

     "OK, anything you want, I'll do, you know that.  Shave me 

now, I want to come so badly that I can hardly stand it!"

     Laurie removed her fingers from my ass and took the shower 

massage head and rinsed my body with the spray.  "Sit on the back 

ledge of the tub and spread your legs as far as you can. I want 

to be able to get at all of you."

     I eagerly complied.  I sat on the wide ledge and placed my 

left foot up on the edge of the tub while keeping myself in this 

position with my right.  I was totally exposed and open for 

whatever Laurie had in mind for me.  My heart was still racing in 

anticipation as she began to lather up my pubis.

     She took her time with the lather, working it into all the 

folds and crevices of my labia.  Laurie took a lot longer than 

was really necessary and I loved it!  She concentrated 

particularly on the valley that split my mons.  Her fingers 

touched and slid over my clit.  I leaned my head back against the 

wall and was lost in the sensations that were flooding my private 

regions.

     Soon I felt the gentle tug of the razor on my pubes.  Laurie 

took her time and very, very slowly removed every hair from my 

exposed pussy.  She tugged the flesh taught so she could get into 

every little nook and cranny.  When I was clean and smooth, 

Laurie rinsed my still spread pussy with the spray head and I 

felt little ripples of pleasure course through my body as the 

pulsing water hit my clit.

     "Don't move", she said, "I'm not quite done yet.  Stay here 

while I get the baby oil.  It'll soothe your pussy and make you 

feel even better."

     Laurie stepped out of the tub and quickly returned with a 

bottle of baby oil.  She must have planned for this, as I don't 

have any baby oil in the house.

     When she stepped into the tub she knelt between my spread 

legs and put a little of the oil on my pubis.  She worked the oil 

into all the folds and I started feeling the onset of a shattering 

orgasm.  My eyes were closed and I was lost in the flood of 

pleasure that was flowing through me.

     Just as I was about to reach my peak, Laurie stopped.  I 

opened my eyes to see why and saw that she had taken the some of 

the oil in the palm of one hand and was now rubbing her hands

together, covering them completely with the lubricant.

     "Now I'm going to give you a very special kind of massage", 

she whispered.  "Just lean back, close your eyes, and enjoy it"

     I did exactly as she told me and quickly felt her left hand 

start to again caress my mons.  Her thumb found the valley and 

again started to press against my clit.  I spread my legs as far 

as they could possibly go.  Her right hand went to the opening of 

my love channel and I felt her slide several fingers into me.

     The pressure on my clit increased and I moaned, "Give me 

more, I want to be filled!"

     Laurie gave me more, all right.  She had all four fingers of 

her right hand deep into my cunt and began to work her right 

thumb into my ass once again.  As much as possible, I pushed back 

against her hand.  I wanted this to never stop.

     Laurie's thumb slid out of my ass and I felt the pressure on 

my cunt begin to increase.  I thought at first that I had gotten 

tighter in the onset of my orgasm.

     Suddenly I felt my cunt filled as it had never been filled 

before.  I moaned and bucked at the new feeling.  I opened my 

eyes a little and saw that Laurie had oiled her right hand for a 

very good reason; she had slid her entire hand into my cunt!  

Looking down at her I could see that she had her hand inside me 

all the way to the wrist.

     Now she started turning her arm and moving her fingers 

inside me.  I was about to explode!  I never thought I would get 

to this height of excitement!  

     I came.  I came hard!  I felt the muscles of my cunt 

contract and squeeze Laurie's hand.  The muscles in my thighs 

contracted and started quivering; I had never come this hard 

before.  I screamed and started crying with the intensity of my 

orgasm.  I came often and for a long time.  I twisted and 

squirmed on her hand and she kept pumping it into me, all the 

while keeping an evil grin on her face.

     Laurie gently slid her hand from my cunt. She then began 

slowly stroking the insides of my thighs, bringing me slowly back 

from my sexual high.  God, but she was good!

     "Did you like that?  I was a little afraid to try it with 

you, but decided to take a chance.  That's always been one of my 

favorite ways to get off with another woman, and I've been dying 

to try it on you."

     I reached down and took one of her hands in mine, "Anytime 

you want to get in a little practice, just let me know.  That's a 

trick I wouldn't mind learning myself", I said quietly.

     Laurie stepped out of the tub, dried off, and again dressed 

in her short cut-offs and tied blouse.  "C'mon, we've got to get 

going.  It's almost ten o'clock and we've got some shopping to do 

before we're ready to go."

     I quickly rinsed the film of oil from my pussy and got out 

of the tub.  It only took me a few minutes to dress and I found 

Laurie again sitting in the kitchen sipping coffee.

     "Well, what are we planning to shop for", I asked.  "I know 

you must have something in particular in mind or you wouldn't be 

so insistant on starting right away."

     "You saw the suitcase I brought with me.  Inside I have all 

the things I need for the party, but I'm sure that being as 

conservative as you are, you don't have anything sleazy enough to 

wear.  I thought we'd hit that lingerie shop at the mall and then 

see what we could find in revealing clothes for you to wear over 

the sexy underthings."

     "Hey, I'm not as conservative as you may think!  I've been 

known to occasionally forgo pantyhose for nylons and garters once 

in a while.  I kind of like feeling cheap and sleazy every now 

and then", I replied.

     "Hey, I'm not talking Hanes and Jockey shorts here.  We've 

got to look the part or we'll miss out on half the fun.  I've 

seen how these girls dress and I'm sure that you don't have 

anything that even comes close to being appropriate.  Trust me, 

I'll take care of you", was Laurie's answer.

     "OK, let me get my plastic cash and we can go.  I'm sure 

after what we just did that I'm in good hands!"

     The drive to the mall was short and we spent the time 

comparing notes on men and women we both knew.  I was a little 

surprised to find out how many intimate contacts we had in 

common, both male and female.

     When we arrived at the mall Laurie said,  "Now let me do the 

work here.  I know just how you need to look, so just trust me 

when I tell you to buy something.  I've seen how the girls look 

in the bar where these guys hang out and I want us to look as 

much like those girls as possible.  Remember, the girls that hang 

out there aren't high class call girls, they're hookers and like 

to show off what they have to offer."

     We pulled into a parking stall close to the main entrance to 

the mall.  "Laurie, don't get offended, but I have to ask you a 

rather personal question."

     "I'm not easily offended, so ask away, love."

     "Well, you seem to know an awful lot about how these girls 

look and act.  Is any of this from first hand experience?  Don't 

get me wrong, it's really none of my business, but I'd really 

like to know if you've ever "sold your charms", so to speak."

     "Hey, once in a while it's kind of hard to make ends meet so 

on a few occasions I've been known to rent myself out for a few 

hours.  It's also a terrific turn-on for me.  When I agree to go 

with a man for money, I figure he owns me for a period of time 

and I have to do anything and everything he wants.  So far I 

haven't been hurt or anything like that, and I've learned more 

than a few new tricks from my customers."    

     "That little trick I did with you in the shower this morning 

was something I learned from a guy I was with.  He said that he 

always wanted to see his wife get fist fucked by another woman so 

he hired me to give it a try.  His wife is very Bi and he just 

sat back and watched as we turned each other inside out.  He got 

his money's worth, his wife was happy, and I learned a new trick 

as well as picked up a few dollars.  Since then we've been 

together a few more times for free."

     "OK," I said, "thanks for being so honest.  I have to 

confess that I had suspicions for quite a while, but never had 

the courage to bring up the subject.  Let's go get the things I'm 

going to need."

     Walking to the entrance Laurie said that we would first shop 

for the "proper" lingerie for me to wear.  I knew there was a 

large lingerie shop in the mall as I had spent more than a few 

dollars there in the past few months.

     "We're going to visit 'Feminine Finery' first", she said.  

"They have a really good selection of sleazy underwear and we 

have to start at the bottom and work our way up.  Gotta lay a 

good foundation, you know."

     "OK, I'm totally in your hands", I replied.

     "Not yet, but maybe later you'll know how right you are", 

was Laurie's reply.  I didn't quite know how to take that remark.

     When we entered the lingerie shop the young clerk greeted us 

saying, "Hello, Laurie, back so soon?  I see you've brought a 

friend this time.  I think I've seen her in here before, but I 

never caught her name."

     "Hi, Marian, you know how I love sleazy underwear.  This is 

my friend, Penny.  She's very badly in need of some sexy lingerie 

for a rather special occasion, so here we are."

     "Well, you know my stock as well as I do, so go right ahead 

and help yourselves.  Let me know if there's something you want 

that you can't find."

     "Ok, thanks, Marian.  C'mon, Penny, lets start getting your 

uniform together.  We'll start with the proper hosiery.  I 

already have an idea of how you should look, so just follow 

along, OK?"

     I told her, "Sure, I guess you're the boss on this one.  

This is just like when my mother used to take me shopping when I 

was a small girl.  Just don't make me look like a clown, OK?"

     "Hey, if you do end up looking a little like a clown, I 

guarantee that no one at the party will laugh at you.  Let's go."

     Our first stop was at the display of stockings.  We compared 

several different styles and Laurie finally picked two pairs of 

black nylons with very lacy tops.  Almost as an afterthought, I 

grabbed two similar pairs in white, you never know when they'll 

come in handy.

     "Ok, now, how are you set for garter belts?"

     "Well, I have a couple, but they're really not very sexy.  I 

bought them as regular street wear and not for show, so I guess 

we'd better look at some more sexy ones", I replied.

     "OK, they're over here, c'mon".  

     I was impressed at the selection of garter belts the store 

had in stock.  They had everything from the basic, utilitarian 

kind designed to keep your nylons up to a few that were made to 

look like leather.

     Laurie picked up several and handed one of them to me.  

"Here, hold this one up to your hips, I want to get an idea of 

how it'll look."

     I took the belt and held it up to my waist.  It, too, was 

black and was mostly lace.  The four garters had little lace bows 

over the clasps.  I kind of liked it, pretty, but sleazy and 

feminine.

     "Here, try this one", Laurie said as she handed me another.

     This one was much like the first, except that it had six 

garters and was quite a bit briefer than the first.  I held it up 

to my waist.

     "I think that's the one", said Laurie.  "But fasten it 

around your hips so I can see how it'll look when you have it 

on."

     When I put it on, Laurie reached over and tugged it into a 

position a little lower than I would have expected to wear it.  

"Don't forget, this will act as the frame for a pretty picture.  

You want to wear it low so as to draw more attention to your 

pussy."

     "Ok, you're my fashion co-ordinator, so whatever you say is 

fine with me.  Do I get to wear a bra, or am I going to swing 

free this afternoon?"

     "Oh, you'll wear a bra, alright, after all, packaging a 

product right is half the sale."

     "That's right, I had forgotten that you are an expert in 

this type of merchandising.  Package me good, boss!"

     Our next stop was the "panty bar".  There was a larger 

selection here than anywhere else in the store.  It took us a 

little while to find a pair that Laurie liked, but eventually she 

decided on a pair that wouldn't have covered my pubic hair, if I 

had any.  They weren't much more than a G-string.  The front was 

all lace and provided only minimal coverage.  The back wasn't 

there at all, only a narrow ribbon that would ride between my 

cheeks.  I liked them well enough to pick a few extra pairs in 

different colors.

     Our final selection was from the bra department.  These, 

too, Laurie had me hold up to my breasts to see how they would 

look.  I must have tried a dozen different bras before she 

selected one that she thought was right.  It was also mostly lace 

and I knew that it would do little to conceal anything 

underneath.  The most it would do would be to make my nipples 

look like dark shadows against the skin of my breast.

     "You know, Laurie, wearing some of these things, I might as 

well be naked!  I think this is the first time I ever shopped for 

and bought clothes with the sole purpose of making a man's cock 

stand straight up."

     "Shit", she replied, "you're even starting to think like a 

hooker!  Good girl, keep it up!  Let's get this stuff paid for 

and then we can get the rest of your outfit.  I'm sure that you 

don't have anything at home that will do justice to the things we 

just picked out."

     We took our selection to Marian and I paid for the new 

lingerie.  "I don't know if you two know about it yet, but 

there's another new store that just opened in this mall.  You may 

want to check it out.  It's primarily aimed at the teenage girls 

taste in clothes, but you may find something that will go with 

all this stuff.  They more or less specialize in the "punky" 

look, with all the extremely short skirts and very revealing 

blouses.  From the look of the lingerie you picked out, they may 

have just what you're looking for to finish your outfit."

     "Well", I said,"it looks like I'll be able to finish all my 

shopping without even leaving the mall if you're right.  We'll 

definitely check it out.  Thanks."

     By now it was almost eleven o'clock and there were quite a 

few more shoppers walking through the mall.  This is one of my 

favorite places.  I can just sit on one of the benches and watch 

the people for hours on end.  Most of the time I don't watch 

either sex in particular, but today, as Laurie and I looked for 

the new store, I kept looking at the men and wondering how each 

one would react to seeing me in my new lingerie.  I could picture 

myself giving a little show to slowly reveal my new underthings 

as I stripped in front of a group of them.  I felt a familiar 

dampness develop between my thighs and could hardly wait to get 

to the party.

     It wasn't too difficult to locate the store we were looking 

for.  It had the strangest window display in the mall.  The 

display consisted of various manniquins dressed in pieces of 

clothing that had absolutely nothing in common.  There were 

mannequins wearing lace corsets with blue jeans and a feather 

boa, a leather jacket with a ruffled skirt, and all of them had 

the most outrageous hair I had ever seen.  I guess I'm a little 

too old to identify with having orange and green hair!  I have to 

admit that I had a difficult time restraining a chuckle as I 

looked at the display of bizarre clothing.

     As we looked in the window, Laurie said to me, "Don't panic.  

It won't take us very long to get what you need in there!  Mostly 

it's just a matter of finding a skirt that's so short it barely 

covers your ass and a blouse that doesn't hide your tits.  C'mon, 

let's go."

     The interior of "Feminine Finery" was mostly softly lit and 

filled with pastel colors.  This place was filled with flashing 

neon and clashing colors and styles.  It almost hurt my eyes to 

enter the place!

     The salesgirl had a blue roostercomb hairdo.  She was 

chewing gum.  She had a safety pin through her ear.  I was more 

than a little uneasy.

     "Hi", said Laurie to the salesgirl, "we're looking for a 

really short skirt.  You know the kind, not much more than a wide 

belt."

     "Uh, over there", the clerk said, pointing to the far side 

of the shop.

     "Uh, thanks", responded Laurie.  Under her breath she said 

to me, "God, I can't hardly stand all the charm and enthusiasm 

here!  With this kind of hard sell, we may end up buying more 

than we want!"  She chuckled all the way over to the skirt 

display, and I did, too.

     It took about one minute for Laurie to find a skirt for me.  

It was black and couldn't have been more than twelve inches long.  

Now I don't mean just the skirt part, I mean the whole thing, 

from top of the waist band to the bottom of the hem!  I wore 

longer skirts than this one when I was eight years old!

     "Please let me pick out the blouse, you're having all the 

fun", I said.

     "Ok, but I get the final approval", was Laurie's answer.

     We found the display of blouses quickly and I was surprised 

to see that quite a few of them were really very nice.  I always 

spend a lot of time picking out a blouse.  I like to find 

something that shows off my breasts and narrow waist, but that 

doesn't make me look like I'm flaunting myself.  

     I worked my way from one end of the rack to the other.  

Several of the blouses fit my tastes very well, but Laurie felt 

that they weren't in the "spirit" of the occasion.  Finally I 

found one that we both liked.  It was white, cut like a tunic, 

and closed with only a wrap around tie belt.  It wasn't quite as 

revealing as Laurie might have wanted, but it did provide easy 

access for anyone who was interested in getting to the goodies 

inside.

     Again, we paid for my purchase and quickly left the store.

     We had no more time to do any shopping.  We had to get back 

to my home to start getting ready for the party.  I could feel 

my sense of excitement and anticipation begin to grow.  I've 

always liked going to parties where I would meet new people.  For 

me, it was especially fun if I knew no one at the party at all.  

I could be anyone I wanted to be and act any way I wanted.  

Chances were that I would never see any of the others there again 

and I didn't really have to worry about what they thought about 

me.  I felt as if today's get-together was going to be one of 

those.

     On our drive home, Laurie kept telling me that I should kind 

of forget that I am a pretty conservative person.  We aren't 

going to be the only females there and that a couple of the other 

women would be real hookers.  The idea behind this was that it 

was a sure bet that some of the guys would want to "sample" some 

of the goodies at the party and that the hookers were there to 

take care of them.  Also, some of the guys really preferred to 

pay for their sex as that assured them that they would get 

anything they wanted.

     As soon as we arrived at my home Laurie said, "Ok, now give 

me your new skirt and a sewing kit so I can fix it.  It's good, 

but it could be even better.  What it needs is a bit of a slit up 

the side.  I'll do it for you while you get into your makeup and 

underwear.  I'll get ready as soon as you're finished.  It won't 

take me long, I'm not going to be wearing that much!"

     "All right", I replied, "but just remember, we'll be in 

public until we get to this party of yours and I don't want to 

get arrested for indecent exposure!  How do you think my makeup 

should look, nice or cheap?"

     "Nice and cheap!" was her reply.  "Now go get ready so we 

can get out of here!" 

     I found the sewing kit and left it with Laurie while I went 

to dress.  I did my makeup first and by the time I finished with 

it I thought I looked the part.  I had on more makeup than I 

usually wear and spent a lot of time making my eyes look as 

though they were darker and much larger than they were.  I chose 

a deep red lipstick and made sure that it was on heavy enough to 

make my lips really stand out.  It felt more than a little weird 

to be wearing this much makeup, but what the hell, I'd probably 

never be seeing any of the others at the party again!

     I went into my bedroom to finish dressing.  First came the 

stockings and garter belt.  When they were on I sat on the edge 

of the bed and ran my hands up the insides of my thighs.  I liked 

the way they felt just above the stocking tops.  I always feel 

more than a little naughty when I wear stockings, the way they 

make me feel just a little naked under my clothes.  The six 

garters on my belt held a gentle pressure on my thighs and 

buttocks, kind of like gentle finger pressure.

     Next I chose the black lace panties to wear over the garter 

belt.  The panties just barely covered my pubic mound and the 

center string nestled nicely into the cleavage of my rear.  I 

noticed that when I pulled up slightly on the front of the 

panties the small front panel would slide into my slit and expose 

my outer lips quite nicely.

     I stood and looked at myself in the full length mirror that 

hangs on the back of my bedroom door.  What a sight!  I ran my 

hands down my hips and over my thighs.  My breasts were still 

uncovered and my nipples were as erect as I had ever seen them!  

I pulled up on the front of my panties and felt the lacy fabric 

make contact with my clit.  I reached down and gave it a little 

stroke and it was all I could do to keep from bringing myself to 

climax right now.  Just the sight of myself and the feelings that 

my mode of dress brought out made me want to bring myself to 

orgasm.

     I laid on the bed and ran my hands over my breasts.  My 

nipples were so hard they almost ached!  I gently ran my fingers 

over them making my nipples flip between my fingers.  I pinched a 

nipple with the fingers of one hand while the other went down to 

caress the smooth skin of my pussy.  One finger stroked my clit 

and soon I had a powerful orgasm.  God, this was getting to be a 

good day!

     "Hey, if you're finished petting your pussy in there, come 

on out and try on the skirt!", I heard Laurie call from the 

kitchen.

     I jumped out of the bed and grabbed my new bra and headed 

for the kitchen, my breasts bouncing as I walked.

     "Well, look at you!  If we didn't have to get going soon, I 

think I'd eat you right here and now!", said Laurie as I entered 

the room.

     I blushed a little and quickly put on my bra as Laurie 

handed me my skirt.  When I put the skirt on I was very surprised 

to see how little it covered.  The hem was just low enough to 

cover my crotch and everyone would have a very good look at my 

legs and the skin above my stockings.  Laurie had also done more 

than put a "bit" of a slit in the side.  She had opened the side 

almost all the way to the waist band!  It was almost as if I had 

wrapped a small, black hand towel around my hips.  Whenever I 

took a step a very sizeable portion of my hip and outer thigh was 

exposed to daylight.  I felt as if I was wearing nothing at all 

on my bottom!

     "Very nice", said Laurie.  "I think you just may be the 

"Belle of the Ball" today."

     "I'm glad you like it.  I feel a little nervous about going 

out in public, though.  I'm really not a hooker and I'm sure that 

everyone who sees me in this outfit will think that I am.  I'll 

just die if anyone from work happens to be at the party or sees 

us on the way."

     "Don't worry about it.  If anyone does see you, you can just 

plead temporary insanity and let it go at that!  Now, go put on 

your blouse and shoes while I get ready.  See ya in a sec."

     I did as I was told and waited for Laurie in the living room 

until she finished changing.  She was right, it didn't take her 

long at all to get changed.  When she joined me in the living 

room she was wearing pretty much the same thing as I was except 

that instead of a blouse, she was wearing a very lacy basque 

above her short skirt.  Her skirt, like mine, did nothing to hide 

her thighs.

     "See", she said, "we look almost like sisters!  The only difference

is that I want to be ready for all the action when it begins.  Look at

this!"  With this she raised her skirt and showed me that she had on

nothing at all under the skirt except her garter belt.  She had also

trimmed her pubic hair so short that it absolutely nothing to hide her

lower lips.  I started getting a little wet just at the thought of diving

into that lovely triangle.

     "C'mon we better make tracks.  We've got a bit of a drive ahead of

us.  The party is at the home of one of the guys and he lives way the hell

out in the boonies.  It seemed like a good idea to hold the get-together

out a ways in order to avoid having trouble with any neighbors.  Things

may get a little noisy and we don't want to end up in jail just for having

fun."

     "Ok", I replied.  "Just let me get my purse and stuff and I'll be

ready to go."

     Again we slipped into Laurie's MG and we were on our way.  It felt a

little weird to be out in public looking as I did.  I looked and felt just

like a street walker and have to admit that I kind of liked the feeling! 

I could now see why Laurie was so excited about going this afternoon. 

When we pulled out of my driveway, I tried to leave all my sexual

inhibitions at home.  I didn't know when and if I would have another

chance at an experience like this and I was determined to make the most of

it.

     The drive through town was marked by several strange looks from the

"civilians".  The most interesting of these was when we pulled up next to

a full city bus at a stop light.  Here we were, sitting in an open car

looking like full fledged hookers, with about a million people looking

down on us from the bus windows.  Laurie decided to have a little fun with

them and raised her skirt just far enough to show that she had on nothing

underneath.  There were a few hoots and catcalls from the younger men on

the bus.

     "You wanna have some fun?" asked Laurie.

     "I thought that's what this was all about!  Of course, I wanna have

some fun.  What do you have in mind?"

     "Well, I really could use a little gas in the car.  Let's stop at a

gas station and give the attendant a little show. Just follow my lead,

Ok?"

     "Ok with me, let's go!"

     Shortly we pulled into a Chevron station and we were the only

customer.  At the sound of the drive bell, the attendant came out to the

car and asked what we wanted.  His face went through several different

expressions when he saw how we were dressed.  He couldn't have been more

than 18 or 19 years old and looked like the kind of kid that made love to

his hand every night.  Well, he'd have something to think about for

tonights lovemaking to five finger Mary!

     Laurie told him to fill the tank and be sure to clean the

windshield.  He filled the tank quickly and almost ran up to the front of

the car to get busy on the glass.

     As soon as he reached the front of the car, Laurie reached across to

the glove compartment and acted as if she was looking for something

inside.  As she leaned across, she spread her legs just enough to move her

skirt high enough to expose her nearly hairless pussy to the attendant. 

She stayed in this position for almost a full minute before she sat

upright again.  The young boy was scrubbing the glass like his life

depended on it!  

     Laurie was sitting upright again when the attendant finished her side

of the glass and moved around to mine, but she wasn't finished with her

little show yet.  As she sat there, she very demurely put her hands in her

lap.  With the fingertips of her left hand she started to very lightly,

and absent mindedly tease the edges of her pubic mound pubic mound. 

     I thought the boy's eyes would pop out of his head!  I looked down at

his crotch and saw that he had a tremendous erection.  It looked like it

filled the front of his pants all the way up to his navel!  I also noticed

that as he leaned across the fender to reach the center of the windshield,

he was rubbing his cock on the side of the car.

     I know it was anything but ladylike, but I just had to reach out and

touch his beautiful cock, so I did.  He must have jumped a mile when my

fingers made contact!

     Laurie looked up at him and said, "You've done an exceptional job in

servicing us and I'd really like to make payment arrangements!  Let's go

inside and discuss it, OK?"

     "Why su, su, sure, ma'am", he stuttered.  "I'll just meet you right

inside the office."

     Laurie got out of the car and followed the young man as he kind of

stumble-ran into the station office.  As they reached the door I saw

Laurie reach toward his ass and run her fingers right up the crease.  I'd

almost bet my last dollar that he just about came at the touch!

     Laurie couldn't have been in the station office for more than three

minutes before she came bouncing and giggling out again.

     "God, was he excited!  I was going to blow him, but by the time I got

my skirt up around my waist so he could see my pussy and got his cock out

of his pants, he came all over my hand and the floor!  I like young men. 

They come so fast and hard when you want them to!  Hee, hee, I didn't even

pay for the gas!"

     "Gee, do you think I should go in and leave him a tip for the

exceptional service?", I said with mock seriousness.

     "Nah, we better leave him with something for ol' Five Finger Mary

later on tonight, and we have to get a move on."

     We were still laughing and giggling about our stop at the station

when we cleared the city limits.

     After driving for about thirty minutes we were in a very rural area

and Laurie said that we were in the general vicinity of the party house.

     As we came over the crest of a small hill we saw a gravel driveway

leading off into the woods on the left of the road.  At the foot of the

drive was a sign on a miailbox that read "Peters".  I thought that was a

very appropriate name considering what we were heading for.

     Laurie braked hard and turned into the driveway with a great spray of

gravel and dust.  We drove on for about five or six minutes before the

driveway opened onto a rather large parking area under the trees.  Off to

the left we could see a slope leading down to what looked like a small

lake or a very large pond.  There were already ten or twelve cars in the

parking area or parked along the drive.

     The house itself was very impressive.  It looked like a small hunting

lodge as it was built almost entirely out of rough hewn planks and beams. 

There were decks surrounding the house on three sides on the ground floor

as well as a full deck running the length of the front of the house on the

second floor.

     On the upper deck was a couple dancing to the loud music coming from

the house.  The man was dressed in a casual manner and the woman was a

young blonde who, like Laurie and me, was dressed like a hooker.  The man

had his hand up under the woman's skirt and was busy caressing her

buttocks as she ground her pussy into his crotch.  She squealed a little

as he squeased her ass cheeks.  I could see that this was going to be a

very interesting day.

     As we walked toward the house the music ended and the couple on the

deck stopped dancing and went inside the house.  The girl was giggling as

the man ran his hand between her thighs from the rear.  Just as the couple

entered the house I saw the girl reach back and grab the man by the

crotch.  I wondered if we would meet them once we were inside or if they

would be too busy in one of the bedrooms.

     "God, it looks like the good stuff is already started." said Laurie. 

"I didn't really think things would get that lively until a lot later. 

Looks like we're going to have a long day of sex and perversion.  I love

it!"

     As we reached the house a Rolling Stones song began to play on the

stereo.  It was quite a change of pace from the music we heard when we

drove up.  We could also hear the squeals and laughter of women as well as

the deeper laughs of several men.  It sounded like a pretty good sized

group.

     We didn't bother knocking on the door.  No one inside would have

heard us, anyway.  We just walked in like we owned the place.

     One of the most striking things that I noticed when we entered was

the fact that the men were outnumbered by the women by at least two to

one.  It also looked like all the men in the room were involved with at

least one woman.  Some were dancing, while others were sitting on chairs

or the couch "necking".

     Even before the door was closed a woman in her late thirties or early

forties came over to us.  She gave Laurie an enthusiastic hug and a kiss

on the mouth.  "Laurie, it's so good to see you again!  I was hoping that

you were going to be here.  You look terrific!  I love your outfit!  Whose

the new meat you brought along?" 

     "Liz, this is Penny.  Please be gentle with her; she's still a virgin

at this."

     Liz now came over to me and gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek. 

As she was doing this she ran her hand down my back and gave my ass a

little pat and a squeeze.  "You're kind of cute!  I hope I can get to know

you a lot better today.  Laurie and I are already very close friends and

I'm sure she'll help us to get acquainted!  C'mon I'll get you guys a

drink."

     As we followed Liz over to the bar Laurie leaned closer to me and

whispered loudlly in my ear, "You'll like Liz.  She's the one I told you

about in the shower this morning.  She's very Bi and I sometimes think

she'd rather be with a woman than a man."

     At the bar Liz explained, "You probably noticed that there are quite

a few more women than men here.  Well, when I heard about this party I

made sure that there would be plenty of variety for all here.  After all,

some of us like a little variety in our partners.  I know there are a few

men here who have never been with more than one woman at a time and they

are dying to try it.  Also, some of us females would like to curl up next

to another smooth, soft body once in a while!"

     "Now there are just a few rules that you have to follow while you're

here.  One is that, as you two are here as "professional entertainers",

you cannot refuse any advances or suggestions that are made to you. 

Another rule is that all the others that aren't here as entertainers have

to donate to the thunder jug by the door."

     I looked over my shoulder and, sure enough, there was a fish bowl on

a table near the front door.  The bowl had a considerable amount of cash

in it.  I supposed that this was to help pay for the party costs.

     "Oh, yeah, I also forgot to mention that a few of the folks here have

brought along video cameras to record some of the goings on.  If either of

you don't want to be instant stars, let me know and I'll be sure to let

the interesed parties know that they have to find other subjects."

     To this Laurie said, "I don't mind at all!  It's not the first time I

will have fucked in front of a camera.  As long as I get a copy of the

tape for my library!"

     I could see that, by the time we left, I would find out more of

Laurie's secrets.  I had no idea that she'd made any porno tapes!  I

wouldn't mind getting copies of her tapes, either.



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