A New Years Celebration

IV

"Oh My GOD!" Linda shrieked as she took in the sight of her friend bound and naked lapping away at another woman’s crotch. Linda seemed ready to turn and run but Steve wrapped his arm around her shoulder protectively. He was blushing, embarrassed, not so much by what he saw, but rather by his wife’s reaction to it.

"I warned you that this party would be a lot wilder than we’re used to." Steve grinned weakly. Linda was burying her head behind his shoulder now, shaking, but her eyes were wide open as she peeked over his sheltering shoulder and stared into the living room. Susan rocked on her knees busily licking away as Erica groaned and wiggled her hips.

Linda allowed herself to be brought into the other room. Roger and Kim joined the Anderson’s and bits of animated conversation floated back into the living room over the soft jazz. At least there was no immediate sound of a door slamming. As the minutes passed the voices lowered and Roger came back into the living room while Barbara went off to help calm Linda. After a while some giggling was heard, eventually Linda peeked her head back into the living room to stare at Sue and Erica.

As Erica responded to Sue’s ministrations Mathew was becoming distressed. He crawled back to his Mistress’s side and was nuzzling against her outer thigh while Susan’s tongue labored to please the demanding woman.

With mild annoyance Erica ruffled her hand through Matthew’s hair "Oh don’t be so insecure Mattie. You’re still my baby; I’m just going to have her lick me for awhile. If you’re very good maybe I’ll let her suck your little cock too." Erica turned to Roger.

"Is that all right? I mean would you make her suck this worthless slave’s cock?"

Roger answered with a shrug.

"I don’t see why not, it is a holiday party. Everyone should enjoy themselves."

But Erica wasn't really interested in his answer, by then she had closed her eyes and was lost in the sensations that Sue’s busy little mouth was creating.

The three women who had gathered in the dining room appeared again this time pushing Linda’s husband Steve out into the living room so they could converse without any masculine interference. Linda who had finished her second glass of wine and started on a third was swaying a bit and her words were a little hesitant, but certainly not slurred, as she called out after her husband.

"You’ll just have to wait your turn Steve" she giggled before finishing her thought "I’m going to be in to see the show, so don’t you start without me." Kim guided her through a wobbly turn back toward the dining room when she had finished that rather surprising announcement.

Roger grinned at this turn of events. It seemed that Kim and Barb had the situation well in hand. Still it would be good to get the women back in here before the conversation turned inevitably back toward football, politics, and his very naked wife, in more or less that order. The giggles from the other room were interrupted first by howling laughter and then by a bit of conspiratorial whispering. The men were becoming curious and edged toward the dining room trying to hear what the three women were up to. They were for the moment ignoring Susan who was being tightly held in Erica's grip. With her head trapped Sue felt the beginnings of panic for Erica was pushing her pussy against her immobilized face and franticly rubbing up and down against her mouth and nose.

With a series of grunts and groans Erica shuddered for a few moments then released her hold on Sue's head. Erica panted trying to gather her composure along with her breath. "She’s not half bad Roger. I think I could really make you proud of her if you'd give me a couple weeks with the little slut."

Roger didn’t even acknowledge the idea and Mathew was insistently rubbing against his mistress's thigh. Erica shoved Matt away harshly and pushed herself up off the coffee table. "Just for that you can go last you little perv." Erica angrily shouted but the tearful look on Matt’s face was enough to melt even her anger and she ruffled his hair with her left hand. The boy practically glowed with gratitude for her touch.

It was at that point that the three women re-entered the living room. Barbara and Kim were topless wearing nothing but their panties, stockings, and shoes. The men stared appreciatively at the freshly exposed feminine flesh. Linda was not quite as bold as the others but had bravely stripped down to her bra and panties and her Husband was amazed that his shy and inhibited wife was willing to be that daring. Amazing what a little wine and some bad influence will do for a party he mused to himself.

His amazement and surprise had barely been tweaked yet. His wife came up behind him wrapping her arms around his waist and started to clumsily fumble with his belt from behind. He was pleasantly shocked. He knew this wasn’t like her and wondered if he should stay her hands or see where this might lead. Curiosity got the better of him. She managed to open his pants and fish out his growing penis with her right hand. She circled around to his front without letting go and started to gently stroke. As he began to stiffen she led her captivated husband over to the waiting bound slave.

Susan winced from the strong smell of wine as Linda bent closer to give slightly slurred instructions on how she was to handle her husband Steve.

"Yous needs to be gentle with him, and nuzzle his balls, hessh likes that, annnd no nippin or biting or I’ll get real mad." Linda lectured her finger wavering in Susan’s face. Spying the riding crop resting on the coffee table she grinned picked it up and added "and I’ll beats your bum, I will!"

Steve was looking sheepish as his wife made a fool of herself but there was no denying he was getting very excited. He allowed Linda to pull him forward so his rigid cock was throbbing inches above Susan’s open mouth His cock was twitching up and down with each pound of his pulse. If he moved any closer it would be thumping against her forehead. She knelt up and greeted his penis with her warm moist tongue tasting the length of him before drawing him in. He sighed contentedly while she pulled him deeply into her mouth tilting her head back slightly to open her throat.

She realized she was learning from this evening’s experience. Her Master was teaching her through practice and repetition and she was no longer fighting the process. While it was by no means the erotic fantasy she would have chosen it was what he wanted from her and that was good enough for her. She would please him by pleasing these others. Where her first reaction had been to feel debased and shamed, those feelings had given way to a sense of familiarity and a certain satisfaction in her new found skill. She had now passed beyond that. She was developing a real confidence in her talent and ability. Performing before an audience left her feeling very slutish but even that was exciting in a very sensual way.

She worked her mouth rapidly over Steve’s shaft while he groaned with pleasure. The noises he made stirred her to greater effort. Her lips clung to him while she pulled back nearly allowing his head to pop free. Then she plunged forward swallowing as she went and he was deep into her throat moaning with lust.

Susan was aware that all eyes were on her, watching her perform and rather than feeling ashamed as she might have when the evening had begun she felt a sense of pride. She was the conqueror; here on her knees she would take them all on. It was she who was overcoming her fear, learning to embrace what she had heretofore suffered through with distaste. In fact the thick fullness filling her mouth was becoming a rather pleasant sensation.

Steve grunted and clutched at her head. Within a heart beat he was cumming filling her mouth as he shoved his way forward blocking her throat while she desperately tried to swallow. Panic momentarily flickered through her but she allowed her mind to go blank. She continued to swallow while her bulging lips slackened a bit and a mouthful of semen dribbled down her chin dripping between her breasts.

She continued to suck and swallow as he pulled away. A thin string of sticky fluid stretched between them for a moment then broke. Susan looked up shyly; they were all gathered around staring down at her in awed silence. She knelt before them cum dripping down her chin with a sly smile on her face. She knew for a fact every cock in the room was stirring with desire. She felt incredibly sluttish and paradoxically proud of the fact.

"God damn" Roger exclaimed, "She sucked him off in just two minutes, three tops." His voice was filled with surprise and admiration. His proud proclamation made her wet and excited, if her hands were free she might have allowed them to drift down between her parted thighs. It wasn’t an overwhelming urge so there was no danger of her breaking her discipline, yet.

"Yeah but Steve’s just easy" Joe chided, "Bet she couldn’t get me off that quick."

"Well she just did you Joe. You’re not a kid anymore; maybe you ought to wait a while to make it fair for her." Barbara chimed in. Besides we women deserve our turn.

Barbara and Kim ended up tossing a coin to see who would be first. Linda declined but her husband was working hard to persuade her. Kim won the coin flip and slid out of her panties, stretching out on the coffee table without the least bit of embarrassment. Susan seemed unaware of the crowd that gathered around to watch. She approached her friends wide spread thighs with a rapt attention. Her tongue darted out and Sue started to lick and nibble her way toward the hairless cleft. As Sues tongue licked and teased her friends pouting nether lips Kim was squirming and moaning. Susan’s tongue began to rapidly thrust in and out and Kim had her clenched right fist in her mouth and was biting down trying to suppress the shuddering scream that was building. Roger spoke up.

"Slow down girl!" he ordered "Don’t be in such a rush, let her enjoy herself. Let’s all enjoy the show."

Susan responded immediately, her tongue withdrawing and returning to the teasing licks. Kim was able to draw a faltering breath, and then another. Her hips continued to rock while Susan’s sweet tongue slowly worked on Kim's smooth hairless cleft, but now long, smooth, lingering strokes were caressing her gapping nether lips. Kim became more relaxed coming down from her nearly climactic experience and for now Sue kept her friend aroused without driving her back toward that precipice.

It was an incredibly intense sight for the five men and three ladies who had gathered to watch. Kim was stretched out languidly across the low table. Her generous breasts pointing up toward the ceiling rose and fell with each shuddering breath. Her feet were planted on either side of Susan and her hips tilted slightly as they rocked to a rhythm dictated by her desire. Susan for her part knelt between those gently swaying hips bent forward with her tongue darting and her hands still clasped obediently behind her back. Those hands might have been better used teasing Kim’s nipples or even to support herself as she bent to her task but that was not what Roger would allow. Susan bent precariously over her friend, her own pleasingly curved bottom temptingly exposed, clad in nothing more than a thin scratchy rope thong.

Roger eventually decided it was time to move things along. He knelt down behind Sue and she sensed more than felt his presence. Her bottom squirmed seductively as if searching for his touch. Roger had no intention of disappointing her. He cupped his right hand and rubbed it against her bottom moving in a clockwise circle that covered both cheeks. Sue was whimpering as she licked at Kim’s thick wet lips. Roger drew his hand back and for a timeless moment all was motionless and silent. Sue ceased her ministrations and strained for her master’s touch, Kim wiggled her hips waiting for Sue to begin again and Rogers hand swept forward in a powerful arc.

Flesh met flesh with a resounding crack. The cupped palm striking against her firm bottom was so much louder than a flat hand. A muffled cry escaped Susan lips as she was driven forward by the force of the blow.

"No one told you to take a break," Roger declared as he brought his hand down across Susan’s rump again. Susan squealed and again lunged forward from the blow. Her tongue was now deeply embedded in her friend and Kim gasped with pleasure. Roger struck again and Sue let out another muffled yelp. Roger started to alternate between her cheeks, left then right then left again. The blows were firm, evenly spaced and hard enough to leave bright red palm prints that soon were overlapping. Each time she was struck Sue was driven forward her tongue penetrating Kim, but within a heartbeat Sue pressed herself back offering her bottom for the next slap.

It was nothing compared to the sharp blows Mistress Erica had laid across Mathew’s shoulder with the crop. Those distinct stripes were still an angry dark red, though Mathew seemed quite inured to that type of harsh discipline. Sue’s bottom bucked and twisted under the blows Roger was administering. They left her cheeks glowing a bright red broken only by the tight ropes that traversed her bottom. A few dozen loud smacks on Sue's bottom was all it took to drive Kim over the brink and she came with a screech, squeezing her legs together and trying to push Sue’s head away with her hands.

Kim lay gasping for a few moments then rose on unsteady legs. It turned out that Kim was a bit of a squirter, and left a fair size puddle behind. Kim might have felt a little embarrassed by that, but it was her best friend Sue who was forced to lick the puddle clean. After a few minutes Roger relented and used a hand towel to finish drying off the tabletop.

After that display Barbara was eager for a chance to take Kim's place.