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My Sexual Evolution
By Christine
PART 2 – 8th Grade TUG Parties
In PART 1 of this story, I had asked you to recall when you experienced some of your sexual “firsts.” I told you how I eventually let 3 boys feel up and play with my bare breasts. I had also gotten into some really fun tie up games (TUGs). I boarded the bus on the first day of school, and found a seat next to a very stylishly dressed girl named Meagan. She was new to our school, going into 8th grade, and her parents had just moved into a large home about 6 blocks down the road from me. Meagan was really cute, with a warm friendly outgoing personality, and we quickly became friends. She had really rich styled short dark red hair, with no curls or orange in it, beautiful dark green eyes, creamy white skin and a few freckles on her face. Meagan was skinny as a rail, but I noticed that she seemed to have a nice little pair of tits. Our lockers at school were only 3 apart, and I took her under my wing. I introduced her to Lisa and Ashley.
The 4 of us became our own little group. I hate the word clique, because it sounds so snobby and standoffish. And we were certainly NOT! We were friendly to EVERYONE. There is an old saying that you can’t judge a man by the clothes he wears. Well in Jr. High, this seemed to be true for the boys, to some extent. If a boy was deemed cute, he was judged next on his personality, no matter how he dressed. However, the girls were judged, both by boys and other girls, on how cute they were and the clothes they wore to school. If a girl was reasonably cute and wore nice somewhat sexy clothes, she was immediately popular, and could only turn people off by her personality. Lisa, Ashley, Meagan and I wore nice clothes, that conformed to the school dress code of nothing shorter than mid-thigh. I generally wore skirts and blouses/shirts, or dresses, with 2” heels. I had 2 pair of tight designer jeans, and wore one of them about once a week, with sandals. Our group became friends with a group of 4 girls, a group of 5 girls and a 4th group of 3 girls. I knew all of them from 7th grade. Each group was from a different elementary school, and had been friends for several years. Over the summer, everyone had come out of their shells and blossomed into hot cute girls. We all hung out in the halls before school and at lunch. This circle of 4 girl groups certainly drew the attention of the cute boys.
In our 8th grade class of nearly 300, our own little social caste system developed. We had our nerds, geeks, loners and simply strange weird kids. There were a large number of plain average kids, not particularly cute or unattractive, but who were quiet and hadn’t yet socially adjusted. And, of course, we had kids who were a little overweight to obese, and some kids were just freaky or ugly looking. Most of the athletic boys hung out together and became friendly with the 16 of us in our circle of girls. Besides our basic subjects and daily PE/gym, I continued singing in the advanced glee club. It was nothing like “Glee” on TV now. We wore white blouses, black skirts and stood in place, while we sang. Besides glee club, our school had a choir, orchestra and band. We would perform mostly as just the glee club, but sometimes joined with the band or combined with the choir and orchestra. However, by the end of the year, I had become a bit disenchanted with the types of songs we were singing, and had decided that I would only continue singing in glee club in high school, if the music was more familiar or pop songs.
In P.E. class, we had a fall and spring session of girls fast pitch softball. I really liked the game and could hit and field well. Lisa became quite the pitcher, and could strike everyone out except me and a few other girls. It turned out that our P.E. coach was also the coach for freshman/sophomore women’s softball at the local high school. She encouraged Lisa and me to try out for the high school team next year. She also recommended a couple of baseball camps that we might go to over the summer. I sucked at basketball. While I had a good feel for the baseball bat, I simply didn’t have the touch for shooting baskets. During our winter session of gymnastics, Lisa, Ashley and I loved the tumbling. I could do cartwheels, running back and front flips and a standing back flip. My friend Janice had made the freshman/sophomore high school cheerleading squad. The 3 of us decided that we would try out for the cheerleading squad, when we got to high school.
About 2 weeks into the school year, there was an announcement about Student Council. I didn’t even know we had one. Only 8th graders could run for the Student Council. There were the 4 typical jobs to run for; president, vice-president, secretary and treasurer. Students could campaign, but they didn’t run for specific jobs, and no campaign speeches were given to the students. In other words, it was simply a popularity contest, with the person getting the most votes becoming president, and so on.. I learned that the Student Council had a small fund of spendable money that came from part of the activities fee paid by every student’s parents. This money was to be used to put on 2 school dances: a Holiday dance between Thanksgiving and Christmas, and a dance in the spring. The only other job for the Student Council was to hold a canned food drive for a local food pantry. I decided to run. Lisa became my campaign manager. Her father owned a graphic arts firm, and he made campaign posters and flyers stating “ELECT CHRISTINE TO STUDENT COUNCIL,” along with one of my recent professional head shots from the modeling photographer at the department store. Lisa plastered my posters all over the school.
There was a week of verbal campaigning, followed by the voting on Friday. Brian and our new friend, Meagan, decided to run for Student Council. A boy by the name of Tyler also ran. With his medium length brown hair and almost sad big brown eyes, I wouldn’t have called him especially cute, but rather almost handsome, if a 14 year old boy could be described as handsome? He was kinda quiet and reserved, but serious and cool. There were 4 other candidates: a sorta geeky boy, a really nerdy boy, an almost obese girl who wore glasses, and a very plain somewhat haughty girl. Every morning, we campaigned in the halls before school. We concentrated on the boys, asking them to vote for Meagan and me, but also lobbied the girls. I wasn’t sure if the girls would vote for boys, and the boys for girls, or if each sex might vote for others of the same sex. Each student could vote for 2 candidates. The following Monday the results were announced. I WON!!! I got the most votes and became president of our Student Council. I was genuinely surprised and grateful that so many voted for me. Brian was elected as vice-president, Tyler became secretary and Meagan was treasurer. The Student Council met once a month. We quickly got volunteers for a social committee and a canned food drive committee. The officers lined up DJs for the dances and allocated money for the social committee to use to decorate the gym. Everything went smoothly and were huge successes.
At home, a number of things happened. I got my 1st cell phone. Most of the girls already had one. After my homework was done, I watched TV or listened to music, while I talked endlessly on my cell phone. Another thing I did was to use my computer, while talking on my new cell phone. Yes, I got a new computer in my room. Formerly, I had to share the family computer in our downstairs home office. Dad got me my own checking/savings account, along with a debit card. I had a little financial independence. Dad had saved all the money I made modeling for the department store, since 3rd grade, and transferred it into my new account. I also got a generous monthly allowance, which was deposited into my new account. One of the 1st things I did with my new computer and debit card was to go online and buy 2 new vibrators. Of course I checked the box certifying that I was at least 18 years old, even though I was only 14. My debit card was as good as cash on the Internet. I told Mom what I ordered, and a week or so later my package was waiting for me in my room after school. I bought a 1-1/4” diameter X 6” lightly veined vibe, and a 1-1/2” diameter X 6” flexible authentic penis vibe. I couldn’t wait to try one. I didn’t think that an extra 1/4” in diameter would make much difference. However, when I got my little pussy good and wet, I couldn’t get the 1-1/4” one to easily go inside me. I was a little afraid that I would bust my cherry and bleed all over. Finally, I put an old towel down on my bed and lay on top of it. I worked myself up again, and when it came time to ram it home, I simply pushed hard and forced it inside me. I immediately checked and there was no blood. There was just a momentary slight dull pain. That extra 2” of length, over my old 4” vibe, felt wonderful buried inside me. I figured that I would have to ream my love hole for several months, before trying the larger penis vibe.
Mom and Dad got me signed up with a modeling agency and I took modeling lessons. There were 6 teenage girls in my class, which met one day a week after school, and Saturday mornings for 8 weeks. The 1st thing I was required to get were 4” heels! I was a little wobbly in them for a couple weeks. I even wore them to school a few times. We learned to walk, pose and most importantly, facial expressions, for specific moods or settings of a particular shoot. We had dance lessons, to help with poise and ability to move around in 4” heels. I learned to waltz, jitterbug and samba. Some of the girls in the class aspired to be high fashion runway models that you might see on the cover, or in photo spreads, of popular teen and fashion magazines. My expectations weren’t that high. I loved the camera and the clothes, but already had plans to graduate from high school and go on to college. I was content to be a commercial model. When the modeling classes were over, I was weighed, measured every which way, and the agency had a photographer take professional photos of all of us and put together a model’s portfolio for everyone. The agency sent my photos out whenever a commercial photo shoot was scheduled.
At 14, I wasn’t even eligible for a work permit, but my parents worked things out with the school, so that I could do some occasional modeling jobs. As it turned out, I would get a shoot every 3-4 weeks on average. As a minor, I was hired for jobs based on my portfolio pictures that the agency sent out, and didn’t have to run around for “go sees” or hang around for “cattle calls.” The shoots were held at various photography studios, and perhaps 75% of them were for clothing manufacturers or their reps. They would use the photos to sell their clothes to various retailers. The clothes I modeled ranged from inexpensive lines that you might see in a Wal-Mart or other big box store flyer, to upscale fashion items sold by medium to high end boutiques and retail shops. The remaining 25% of my modeling jobs, which mostly came later, when I had more experience, were held by medium to large retail clothing chains. Those were much more fun and paid better. The models would be photographed in several different lines of pretty nice clothing, and the stores would feature their clothes in their own mail-order catalogues, and their online websites. Sometimes, I would find pictures that I knew were of me, but nobody could tell. They would feature blouses or skirts, but the photos were originally taken as a complete outfit. The photos were cropped so that my face was cut off, and chopped in half so the blouse could be shown separately from the skirt. This was a common practice for low end budget clothes.
Until I could drive, Mom took me to my photo shoots and picked me up. I had to bring my 4” heels, but wear no makeup or special clothes. There were always stylists there to do my hair and makeup the way they wanted it. The after school shoots lasted about 4 hours, and the Saturday shoots could take 6-7 hours. It was exciting, but really hard work. I might average 4 changes of clothes per hour, while 10-20 photos of each outfit were taken in different poses. Many times I got to pick and outfit off a rack to be photographed in, but they mostly wanted brunettes, blondes, etc. to be photographed in particular outfits. There were usually 2 photographers, and it was run like an assembly line. The lights were really hot and the stylists hovered around to touch me up or take care of any perspiration or shine on my face. I modeled everything from underwear and swimwear to coats with boots. Often colored heels, to match an outfit, were provided, but didn’t necessarily fit well. I was paid by the hour, and earned many many times what I might make flipping burgers at a Mickey D’s. There were always free clothes to take home, after the shoot. If I wanted any of the best high end clothes, that I modeled, they could be purchased at a fraction of what they would retail for.
Dates and Parties
During the week of Student Council elections, Lisa, Ashley, Meagan and I discussed having some parties during the fall. Obviously, all the girls couldn’t stop talking about boys. We floated the idea around about having some parties and playing TUGs with some cute boys. Virtually all the girls were excited about the idea, though we weren’t sure how much of this was due to peer pressure. We would find out. Lisa and Ashley had put me to the test, when they tied me to a tree in Ashley’s backyard and invited some boys over to play with me. On Friday nights, many of us went by the carload to watch our high school’s football games, when they played at home. I invited all the girls to a party at my house the last Saturday in September. Besides the 4 of us, I invited 12 cute hot 8th grade girls, which comprised our entire circle of new close friends. It was to be a party where all the girls could get to know everyone better, play in the pool, sit out in the sun, giggle, laugh, act silly, gossip and discuss boys and sex. We would also play some Truth or Dare, and determine how serious the other girls were about playing TUGs with boys. Ashley, Lisa and Meagan each scheduled subsequent parties that fall, beginning the 1st Saturday in October. They planned to invite around 10 cute boys, and the 4 girls in our group, plus enough of the other girls to even out the boy/girl numbers. It would take 2 parties to include and test/initiate all the other girls. We weren’t going to force anyone to do things they didn’t want to do. We wanted to have fun playing TUGs with the boys, but wanted to insure that everyone was comfortable with the games.
Meanwhile, the same Monday that the Student Council election results were announced a boy name Jake went through the halls passing out invitations to a party the following Saturday evening. I didn’t know him well, or any of his friends. Maybe half of our girls got invitations to his party. He lived in a very small exclusive area on the other side of town, where people had loads of money and lived in mini-mansions. Lisa’s mom took Meagan, Lisa and me a little after 7:00 PM, and my Mom would pick us up at 11:00 PM. There must have been at least 50 kids there. The house was huge. Rap music was blaring throughout the house and out on the large patio/pool area. Jake had gelled and spiked his hair. He wore really tight jeans, a silk shirt, unbuttoned down to his belt, and several gold chains. I guessed that was his version of being cool. I looked around, mingled and talked with people for over an hour. The rap music continued to pound in my head. I danced with several boys, including Brian, Rob and Tyler, for maybe another hour, but the rap music was getting to me. I can only stand so much rap music, and the lyrics blurred and seemed to be all about how guys should treat and handle their women. I sorta liked Tyler, and I coaxed him into one of the out of the way bedrooms to talk and flirt for about half an hour. Jake and his friends seemed to be having a good time. I went out on the patio and got a rude awakening. Jake and his friends, plus sever girls were out there smoking cigarettes. There were several open bottles of vodka available, if I wanted some. One of Jake’s friends offered me some marijuana.
GOD! What had I gotten myself into? There seemed to be no adults around. Lisa and Meagan had joined me out on the patio, and were equally disgusted. I expected that some kids our age might drink a little beer or smoke, but I thought smoking was a disgusting habit. I couldn’t imagine kissing a boy with cigarette breath. I guess I was naive not to think that liquor and drugs would be available at an 8th grade party in 1998. To my knowledge, none of my friends, or kids I knew well, smoked or drank. We moved through the house looking for a place to escape the booming rap music. Finding no quiet refuge, we went outside on the front lawn, and I called my Mom to pick us up early. Lisa and I made a sweep through the house and those of our girlfriends there joined us out in front, along with quite a few boys. Everyone was turned off by Jake and his friends. We mentally eliminated the names of those doing drugs, drinking, or even smoking, from any list of potential invitees to any parties.
My party was coming up the following Saturday. Mom was helping me with the party and knew what we were up to for the upcoming TUG parties. She picked the 4 of us up after school on Tuesday, and took us into town. While Mom did a few errands, Meagan and Ashley went to the hardware store to buy more cotton rope. Lisa and I went to the thrift shop. They had a huge basket of scarves, which we could use for blindfolds and gags. Nearly all of them were inexpensive square nylon scarves, measuring about 24” X 24,” but there were even a few silk ones mixed in. We bought 20 dark colored scarves, including 4 silk ones, for $0.50 each. There was a large clean duffle bag for sale at $2.00, and we bought that to hold all our scarves and ropes. I’m not sure how many feet of rope the other girls bought. We picked up dinner on the way home, and all the girls ate at my house.
After dinner, Mom showed me how to setup and use her sewing machine. Lisa folded the scarves in half longwise into triangles. Then, she folded the middle up upon itself, until the scarves were about 6” wide, with each end coming to a narrow point. I stitched them up with the sewing machine, so that they would permanently hold their shape and could be used either for a blindfold or cleave gag. Ashley and Meagan had gotten some helpful advice, at the hardware store, about the cut ends of the cotton rope becoming frayed and unraveled. They had bought a large bag of flexible heat shrink tubes measuring about 2” long. They were used to seal electrical wiring. After the rope was cut, one of the sleeves was slipped over the end. The rope end and sleeve were held and rotated over a candle or lighter. The heat shrunk the sleeve and made a tight connection, similar to the ends of a shoelace that prevented the rope from unraveling. When we all finished, we had 20 blindfold/gags and 50 lengths of rope for our TUGs. There were enough sleeves left for us to do the rest of our personal ropes. Everything fit in the duffle, and we would have it available for each of out TUG parties.
Christine’s Girls Party
The girls were to come around 3:00 PM on Saturday, and wear sexy play clothes and their sexiest underwear. I told them to bring their swimsuits, poolside necessities, cosmetics and vibrators. We would order dinner to be delivered, and we had plenty of towels for everyone. Lisa and Ashley, the hosts for the next 2 TUG parties and our main instigators and connivers, came early to go over plans for the Truth or Dare game and later games. Lisa had printed out some sheets with suggested truth questions and possible dares, to be passed around just before the game. My Mom answered the door and ushered the girls into the great room of our guest apartment. If there were any questioning parents, dropping off girls, my Mom assured them that there were no boys coming, and guaranteed that there would be NO smoking, drugs or alcohol. When most of the girls had arrived, I suggested they split up and use one of the 2 bedrooms to change into their swimsuits and head out to the pool. I was already in my bikini and beach robe, so after the last girls arrived and started to change, I headed out to the pool. My parents hold 3-4 pool parties a year, with as many as 40-50 people invited, so there is always a huge stack of clean towels available.
We had a great time! Everyone got along. Lisa, Ashley and I circulated and made sure everyone got to know and talk with everyone else. Most of the girls swam a little, and more stood in the shallow end tossing a beach ball around as they talked. We have 8 chaise lounges and 2 double wide redwood padded chaises, plus 2 large picnic tables off to one side of the pool area. A few girls didn’t want to get wet, but the rest of us ganged up on them and threw them into the pool. The chatter never stopped. About 5:30 PM, I moved around to see what the girls wanted to eat. Pizza was the unanimous choice, so I placed the order for delivery. We have a little strip of paved driveway, about 15’ wide, that extends in-between our detached garage and the kitchen entrance at the side of our house. Mom will often park there to unload groceries or packages. The pool man pulls in there and uses the gate in the fencing around the pool, to get in and clean it. I told the pizza delivery guy to pull in by the pool gate to make his delivery. He arrived about 6:00 PM, but certainly didn’t expect 16 bikini clad 14 year old hotties to crowd around him, flirting and touching his muscular arms and chest. He was really a hot guy, but was at least 20 years old, and we were all jailbait. He left blushing, but got a huge tip.
We sat around the 2 picnic tables to eat. There was an outdoor refrigerator loaded with bottled water and pop, plus a big bowl of fresh fruit. Other than the brief interruption for the pizza delivery, conversations picked right up where they had left off. They were already talking about Ashley’s and Lisa’s TUG parties, but they would have to wait until after we played our games to find out more. When about half of the girls had finished eating, I suggested that they go and get changed, so that everyone wouldn’t be using the bedrooms and bathrooms all at once. Meagan stayed and helped me clean up, while the rest of the girls got dressed. While Meagan and I changed into our play clothes, Lisa and Ashley got the girls together for our Truth or Dare game and circulated the sheets with the suggested truth questions and dares. When I finished dressing and got out to the great room, everyone was excited and ready to play. The fact that the game was obviously going to be of a sexual nature didn’t seem to bother anyone. I divided everyone into 2 groups of 8 girls each, making sure that the girls from each of the 4 elementary school groups were split up. We would sit in 2 circles on the carpeted floor and play 2 separate games.
To speed up the game and get the answers we hoped for, I explained that a simple “truth” question such as: “Have you had sex with any boy?” or “Do you play with yourself?” could be changed to “truth for all” and everyone in the circle would have to answer it. I allowed “double dares”, whereby someone choosing dare could also make anyone else perform the dare, including the person who gave the dare. I had 3 of our blindfolds available to be used for each game. Finally, Lisa sat next to me in one game, and Ashley was in the other game circle. They had little spiral books and would take notes during the game, to help them decide on compatibility and who to invite to their parties.
The truth questions revealed a lot about everyone –
* Which girls liked which boys?
* Which girls had made out with which boys?
* Which girls had been felt up by which boys?
* Which girls had gone past 2nd base with a boy, and with who?
* How often did each girl play with herself?
* Which girls had orgasms, and how many per session?
* Which girls had been tied up by a boy, and how far did it go?
* Which girls wanted to be tied up and played with?
* Which boy(s) would each girl like to have tie them up and play with them?
* If tied up, which girls would like to make out and be felt up?
* If tied up, which girls would let a boy play with their bare breasts?
* Which girls would enjoy being blindfolded?
The dares started slowly, but steadily became more personal and intimate. Virtually all of the dares turned into double dares, and that made it much more fun for everyone. The dares were often repeated, and when a girl chose dare, she might have to –
* Do a sexy striptease down to her bra and panties, or
* Do a striptease until she was totally naked.
* Make out with another girl for 2-3 minutes.
* Do a tickle dare, where she lay on the floor in the center of the circle, and everyone else pounced on her and tickled her senseless.
* Do a spanking dare, where everybody got 2 whacks on her bare bottom.
* Be blindfolded in the center of the circle, spun around, and try to identify the random girls who made out with her. It stopped when she got one right.
* Do any of the above 3 dares in the other game’s circle.
* Be blindfolded and let all the other girls play with her titties.
I kept close watch on the other game next to us, and it seemed to be progressing like ours. After 6 girls, from our game, had their bare titties played with, and 4 girls (including me) had fingered their pussies, we decided to end the game. Everyone was so hot and horny that they wanted to play with their vibrators. As I got my 3 vibes, I picked up a stack of 8 towels and spread them out on the great room carpet. We had a brief show and tell of vibrators among all the girls. They ranged in size from small pocket rockets up to my 1-1/2” X 6” flexible penis vibe. I quickly confessed that I had not been able to get my biggest vibe inside me yet. After passing some vibes around and answering some questions, the 8 girls from our game each lay on a towel and started to masturbate, while the rest of the girls watched. I glanced at some of the others, and saw no new or interesting techniques, so I started playing with myself. I got off the 1st time by simply using my finger inside my pussy, and 2 more fingers rubbing my clit. My 2nd orgasm came quickly after my 1st, with the aid of my medium sized vibe.
After I had finished with myself, for the time being, Ashley came up to me and whispered that 2 of the girls in her game, Jill and Kelley, had not experienced an orgasm ever. I looked around and found the 2 huddled at the perimeter of the group. Jill looked like she was ready to burst into tears. I told Ashley that I would see if I could help. I picked up 2 blindfolds and went to the 2 girls and said, “Let’s go into a bedroom where we can have some privacy. I thought that I would try and talk them through the process. I only knew how I did it. I had no idea if there was some psychological or physiological reason for Jill and Kelley not being able to orgasm. I had each of them lie back on the bed and put a blindfold on. Their vibrators were left by their sides. I told them to clear their minds and just think of some cute singer or actor they had a crush on. I told them to take their time, and start by playing with their breasts and nipples, until they were really really hard. By then they should begin to feel a little something in their pussies, but not to go straight there right away.
I advised them to try and sensually caress their bodies, and find areas that felt sensitive and pleasurable, working their way down to their inner thighs. I mentioned that rubbing little circles along their inner thighs, as they worked their way closer and closer to their pussies, was a sure turn on for me. Rather than jamming a finger in your pussy right away, I suggested they thoroughly rub their outer and inner pussy lips, until they were good and wet. The other hand could go back to play with their nipples. When they got to finger fucking, I reminded them to curve their finger, so that as they plunged in and out, they would also wake up and stimulate their clits. Finally, as their hips were bucking and they seriously finger fucked themselves, I told them to use 1-2 fingers, from their other hand, to rub their clits until they (hopefully) came. Kelly shook and quivered and came 1st, with a big sigh of pleasure and relief. Jill screeched in surprise, as her 1st orgasm overtook her. As both girls recovered from their 1st orgasms, I picked up and turned on their vibrators. When I put them in each girl’s hand, I told them to use them inside of their pussies, until they felt like they were getting close to coming again, and then use it on your clit, until you come again. It was beautiful to watch these 2 cute girls getting so much pleasure from their bodies. The moans and gasps they made were turning me on. I think that within another 5 minutes, each girl had a 2nd huge orgasm.
After the girls recovered and removed their blindfolds, I said that we should rejoin the others. Each gave me a big hug and kiss of thanks. As we emerged back into the great room, the girls had huge smiles on their faces, and I nodded to everyone, signifying success. While a few girls stood around and talked, most were trying other’s vibes or just getting off for an unknown number of orgasms. Jill and Kelly promptly got on a towel, to show everyone what they could do. Ashley drew my attention to Meagan. She had my 1-1/2” x 6” penis vibe and was plunging it in and out of her pussy with ease. I began to wonder if she already had sex with a boy. I decided not to masturbate anymore, because I had one more surprise for the girls. I went back to the larger bedroom (the one that I began to call “mine.”) I went into the small walk-in closet, behind some stacked boxes, and retrieved the duffle bag. Back in the great room, I got everyone’s attention, and told them to put away the vibrators, because I had one more surprise for them to play with. The vibes were all lined up on the kitchen marble countertop, for later washing. I got the girls in the center of the room in a circle, slowly unzipped the duffle bag, and dumped all 50 lengths of our ropes onto the floor. There were shrieks of delight from the girls and everyone grabbed for pieces of rope. It was pandemonium!
I got all 20 of our blindfold/gags and put them out. We had a little over an hour of time left, before everyone had to get dressed and leave. It seemed everyone was tying someone up. Lisa, Ashley, Meagan and I helped, and soon all 12 of the other girls were tied with their wrists behind their backs and were blindfolded. Some of the girls were on the floor on towels, some were just standing, and 6 of the girls were seated on the sofas and chairs. The 4 of us were the only ones still free. Meagan asked me to tie her up. She thrust her elbows behind her back, until they touched, and asked me to first tie her arms above her elbows. She was really flexible, and her tits stuck out proudly on her chest. Next, I tied her wrists, but her palms were facing, rather than crossed wrists. I tied her ankles together, and then her legs above her knees. Finally, I blindfolded her and gagged her. It was the most stringent tie-up I had ever seen. As Meagan and the other girls wiggled, struggled and tested their bonds, Lisa, Ashley and I took the remaining ropes and tied the ankles and knees of the girls who were seated and lying on the floor.
We took the blindfolds off the girls who were standing, and gagged them, so they could see what everyone looked like. Meagan looked like she was having a lot of fun, wiggling her hips and twisting around. We decided to play with her titties for a little while, which made her moan in pleasure. After about 30 minutes, we untied the girls who were standing except Meagan. They went and untied other girls. I guess there was a lot of untying and re-tying, because the girls wanted to try different things. I couldn’t tell for sure, because Lisa and Ashley decided to tie me up like Meagan. I was really surprised when Lisa was able to pin my arms behind my back, with my elbows touching, while Ashley tied my arms and wrists. I was stable enough to stand, when my ankles and knees were tied together, because I was barefooted. When I was blindfolded and gagged, it all felt comfortable and stirred wonderful feelings inside me. From time to time, girls played with my tits, which really made me feel horny. There was a lot going on around me. I judged everyone was having fun, from all the giggles and moans I heard. When I was finally untied, I discovered that I was the last one to be released. Half of the girls were already dressed. I raced to get dressed, comb my hair and put on a little lipstick. When everyone was dressed, ready and had all their stuff, we gathered in the great room. Ashley, Lisa and then Meagan announced plans for their TUG parties, to be held every other week beginning the following Saturday. They would invite an equal number of boys and girls, based on the girl’s answers to the Truth or Dare questions. Ashley said that invitations would go out the following Monday for her party.
We all moved out to our living room to await the parents, who were picking up the girls. Everyone thanked me, said they had a great time and left with smiles on their faces. Ashley, Lisa and Meagan stayed behind. We decided to meet the next afternoon at Lisa’s to discuss the parties and decide who to invite. My Mom drove them home.
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I have to tell you here that along with my new independence came more responsibilities. Whenever I used the guest apartment to entertain, I had to clean it thoroughly afterward. I was up early the next morning and had to –
You can imagine how messy 16 girls can be. There were some forgotten cosmetics that I threw out. I eventually found the owners of the 2 bras and one pair of panties that were left behind. I finished in time for our family’s formal Sunday dinner at 1:00 PM. After dinner, I walked over to Lisa’s. I had my bikini on under my clothes and we sat around an umbrella table by the pool. Lisa was convinced that any boy would jump at the chance to play TUGs with any of our 16 girls, and had prepared a list of about 25 boys that she deemed cute. Ashley and Lisa had already looked at each other’s notes from the Truth or Dare games the night before. While Meagan and I looked over the notes, we started discussing who to invite to Ashley’s 1st party. I noted that a number of the girls had said that they had been tied up by older or younger siblings, while babysitting, but nothing sexual had occurred. Several of the girls had gone as far as having their bare breasts played with. None of the girls had had sex before. Since all this was our idea, and we had all the necessary equipment, and we were giving the parties, it was decided that all 4 of us would attend each party. Ashley and Lisa decided that they would each invite 6 of the other 12 girls to their parties, and 10 boys. Meagan said that she could invite 20-30 people to her party at her big house, but would hold off until after the 1st 2 parties were over, to see how things went.
Ashley had been hanging and playing TUGs with Brian and Rob, as had I, and said that she wanted to invite both of them. Lisa and Matt were together, so Matt was on the list. I surprised everyone, when I told them I wanted to invite Tyler. He was on Lisa’s big list, but near the bottom. Meagan had no one in particular in mind to invite, but was sure, from our stories, that Brian and Rob would be a lot of fun. Now we just had to come up with 6 more girls, and 6 boys to please them. I suggested that Ashley invite the most uninhibited girls, making sure that we had at least 1 from each of the other 3 groups of girls. They would most likely have a lot of fun and tell good stories about the 1st TUG party. The other girls continued discussing (arguing) the parties. I had done my part. I really didn’t want to get in the middle of deciding which girls to cut from the 1st party. I had a few favorites, but wasn’t going to say anymore. I was certain that I would have fun at all the parties, and maybe meet a couple more nice boys. So, I dove into Lisa’s pool and swam laps for about 20 minutes. When I emerged from the pool, everything had been decided, and I was pleased with the final list. I said that I would wash all the scarves, and Ashley would pickup our duffle sometime before the party. She asked me to burn a couple CDs of slow songs, to use for some hot sexy TUG dancing. We hung around for about another hour, before I headed home.
I had actually already been on a date. My first real date! On the Friday night before my girl’s party, Rob and I went out to a movie. His father drove us to the mall. We stopped in a few stores, ate at the food court and went to a movie, which started a little after 8:00 PM. Dating was much different than the hours of free time I had over the summer to be with a boy. We had to rely on being driven and picked up, but had a great time. I really liked Rob, not just because he was cute, but he had a great personality and sense of humor. We could talk about anything, and there never were awkward periods where nobody had anything to say. By the time my Mom picked us up after the movie, it was sometime after 11:00 PM when we got back to my house. Our curfew was 12:00 midnight, so we had less than an hour to do anything. We went into the guest apartment, continued talking about the movie, put on some music, started dancing, and eventually wound up on a sofa making out. That was cut short, because it was time to take Rob home. There would have been no time to play TUGs.
Ashley passed out the invitations to the 1st TUG party, before school in the hall on Monday morning. It seemed that by the end of the day everyone in the school knew about the party, and which boys and girls had been invited. During the day, Lisa and I found the other 6 of our girls, who did not get invitations, and assured them that they were going to be invited to Lisa’s party. I had another date on Friday night. Lisa and I were double dating with Matt and Brian. Matt’s father got 4 tickets to a small theater, where a new band was giving a concert. Matt’s father drove us and picked us up. It was over a 30 minute trip each way. The theater was packed with maybe 500 screaming teenagers. The band did 3 sets, with 2 lead vocalists, and sang a variety of songs. They were pretty good, but I decided not to buy their only CD that was for sale in the lobby. It was almost 11:30 PM, when we got out of the concert. We drove straight home, and there was no time to get together and do any making out. I was dropped off first. Brian had a moment to get out of the car and give me a good night kiss.
Since my talk with Tyler, in a bathroom at Jake’s party, we kept in touch at school and talked on the phone regularly. He was an only child and both of his parents worked. They lived in a modest 2 bedroom home. Tyler and I had similar interests in music and sports. He was no jock, but slender and muscular. Basketball and baseball were his sports. I said before that he was quiet and reserved, but he certainly wasn’t shy. He had a wonderful sense of humor and we often kidded each other. I was hoping that he would ask me out before Ashley’s party. Instead, I invited him over Sunday afternoon, 2 days after my double date. I told Tyler to bring a swimsuit and his favorite CD that we had been talking about. In the great room of our guest apartment, I played his CD on our sound system. We talked, while we listened, and eventually started dancing. After a few more songs, I suggested that we change and go out for a swim. We swam and splashed and played in the pool. Tyler was an excellent swimmer, and even dove off the low board at the deep end of our pool. We started playing with a beach ball. One of us would throw it, and we would both swim and race underwater, to see who could get to it first. At one point the beach ball was in the deep end. Tyler easily beat me to it, because I had dove deep below him. A minute later, I surfaced facing Tyler, between him and the beach ball, and grabbed him by the shoulders. My body was plastered against Tyler’s, he held onto the beach ball behind me, keeping us afloat, and after we stared into each other’s eyes for a few moments, he kissed me. We shared a few soft short kisses, and one really good one, before I hinted that we should continue this out of the pool.
We dried off, I combed my hair out and we settled side-by-side on one of our double wide cushioned redwood chaises. We started making out immediately, and hungrily used our lips and tongues to devour each other. After 15-20 minutes, we were out of breath and had to take a break. Tyler may have been a bit apprehensive, because he started asking me about Ashley’s upcoming TUGs party and what goes on. I told him that Ashley had a pool for swimming or just hanging around, and there would be food. We might dance some, play Truth or Dare, and would play some kissing games or TUGs. When he asked me about the TUGs, I offered to demonstrate. I had Tyler schooch over a little towards the center of the chaise. I had him clasp his wrists behind his back and close his eyes. I said that during a game your wrists would be tied and you would be blindfolded, so just lie there and have fun. “Now,” I said, “I get to touch and kiss you anywhere above your waist.” I started by caressing his chest, and then kissing him, with tender moist kisses, all over his abdomen and chest, up to his neck. Then, I began making out with him in earnest. I made out with him for only a few minutes and then broke it off, saying, “Now you try it.”
We switched positions. I reclined on my back and put my arms behind me. I told him that he could touch and kiss me anywhere above my waist. He asked me, “Anywhere?” I nodded yes. Tyler began caressing my bare torso, while making out with me. Eventually, I felt his hand gently touch one of my breasts. He tentatively gave it a little squeeze, and I moaned in approval. With that encouragement, Tyler abandoned our making out and explored my breasts patiently, while I moaned all the while. His fingers found my taut nipples through my bikini top. He gently squeezed them, flicked them and rubbed them, eliciting even louder moans from me. Tyler was going to be a “tit man.” I expected a little more making out, but when it didn’t happen, I said, “Let’s stop here and save some for Ashley’s party.”
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Ashley’s TUG Party
The big day arrived. It was Saturday and the day of Ashley’s 1st TUG party with boys. I was excited all day, and could hardly wait for it to begin. I wondered what games Ashley and Lisa had devised for us to play, although I had a clue when everyone was told to wear tennis shoes. I wasn’t sure how far I would go with the other boys. Everyone knew what to bring and wear. The girls were to arrive at 3:30 PM and the boys at 4:00 PM. Lisa stopped by a little after 3:00 PM, and we walked over to Ashley’s. It was a somewhat hot beautiful October Saturday, so I wore a sleeveless button blouse and a short flirty flair skirt. Actually, since the beginning of summer, I had grown some in the right places. I was beginning to get some nice curves, but my waist stayed narrow. My breasts had also grown. I was wearing a B cup bra most of the time, but for parties and dates I wore my sexiest old A cup bras, so that my boobs bulged more and showed more of me. Lisa and I arrived at Ashley’s about 10 minutes before the rest of the girls were due. We stashed our stuff and followed Ashley out to her backyard, along with the duffle. Ashley would answer the door, show the girls where to put their things and direct them out to the backyard, where Lisa and I would prepare them for the boys to arrive.
You will remember from PART ONE, that Ashley’s backyard is surrounded by a tall stockade fence, and there are 10 trees spaced along the rear of her backyard, with bark mulch covering the dirt. That is where Ashley and Lisa tied me to a tree and invited some boys over to play with me. Meagan was the 1st girl to arrive. She broke into a huge smile, when she saw Lisa and me waiting for her, by the trees, with the duffle bag full of ropes and scarves. We quickly tied her hands behind the 1st tree, tied her ankles together, blindfolded and gagged her. As the other girls arrived, we did the same to them. After the last girl arrived and was tied and gagged to a tree, Lisa announced, that when the boys arrived, each of them would have 5 minutes to make out with them and play with them above the waist. Brian and Rob were the first 2 boys to arrive, and while they stood and watched, Lisa tied me to the 8th tree and blindfolded me. I heard more boys arriving, and Lisa was apparently un-gagging the rest of the girls, because I started to hear some of them talking to each other. I assumed that all the boys were assembled, when I heard Ashley repeat the rules of the game for everyone, and said, “GO!”
The first 2 boys that came to me said nothing. They simply held me by the waist and made out with me. The rest of them felt me up from tentatively to thoroughly, while making out. Some kissed a little hard, but most were tender. Some boys were just a little rough with my breasts, but most made me feel good and turned me on, as they felt me up. Some said a few words, and I could identify Brian, Rob, Tyler, Matt and a couple others. There were 8 girls tied to trees and 10 boys there. Ashley and Lisa were watching and would call out “SWITCH” periodically. I was really getting turned on near the end and lost count, but I think 12 boys made out with me. Obviously, some boys got 2nd’s, with me, before Ashley called a stop. All the girls were untied and released. My tits were tingling and I felt my horny wetness, between my legs, as I started to walk. Everyone went into Ashley’s rec room. The boys were told to use the bathroom or the rec room to change into their swimsuits, while the girls went upstairs to change. We used Ashley’s bedroom and bathroom, plus the adjacent guest room, to change into our bikinis. I was glad that all the girls seemed excited and had a good time. We were all comparing our experiences and trying to figure out which of the boys did what with us. Everyone was eager to play more games.
By the time we were all ready and went downstairs, the boys were already in Ashley’s pool. Her pool was a large irregularly shaped rectangle, with lots of wavy curves and no right angles. The depth ranged from 4’-6’. It was a little hot out, and the girls all jumped into the pool. For about the next hour everyone moved about. There was a little swimming, but probably more flirty splashing outbursts. Meagan and I moved around the pool, stopping to talk with everyone. Our job was to see that kids were circulating and having a chance to talk (flirt) with everyone, and to see that no couples got too attached and exclusive at this early stage of the party. Lisa and Ashley generally stayed put, and kids came to them. If Ashley saw some kids that had been together for a long time, she would signal to us. The boys knew who they made out with, but this was the girl’s opportunity to discover the boys, that made out with them, that they liked. When I came to Brian and Rob, I kissed both of them. Meagan gave Rob a little kiss, and maybe this signaled she had found someone she really liked. I would find out later.
I saw Tyler and another boy, Billy, standing alone at the edge of the pool. I hoped they had a good time, with the girls, and hadn’t alienated themselves. They were neighborhood friends for many years, and said they were just scoping out the girls. As I moved in on Tyler, I gave Meagan a little signal that we would split them up and take them to other groups of kids. I kissed Tyler, and whispered in his ear that I hoped we could get together in some of the later games. Meagan took Billy over to a group of 3 girls and 2 boys, while I took Tyler over to Brian and Rob, who were talking to 2 other girls. A little while later, Ashley’s mom came out and started the gas grill.
Lisa and Ashley called everybody out of the pool and told them to dry off. It turned out that Brian and Rob were going to be our barbeque chefs. In the shade of the house, a large picnic table, along with 3 card tables, had been set. A large cooler was bulging with iced soft drinks and bottled water. I took Tyler to the middle of the picnic table, and we saved seats for Brian and Rob at the end, to be close to the grill for their cooking duties. Matt joined us at the picnic table, and we saved places for Ashley and Lisa, who, along with Ashley’s mom, were carrying out food. Hot dogs, hamburgers and buns were set out alongside the grill. Containers of coleslaw and potato salad were set on each table. Brian and Rob began taking orders for dogs or burgers. Meagan filled out our picnic table, along with a boy named Peter. The 1st card table had 2 boys and 2 girls sitting at it, but I was a little disappointed when the 2nd card table had all girls, and the 3rd had all boys. After everyone had their fill, Ashley’s mom brought out a big sheet cake for dessert. The boys wolfed this down, but I only had room for a ½ piece.
Everybody helped clean up or carry the extra food back to the kitchen. By then, everyone’s bathing suits were dry. Ashley and Lisa herded the group into the rec room. This was going to be the girl’s chance to play. The boys were scattered around the room. Each girl was told to pick a blindfold and 1-2 pieces of rope, and then pick a boy to tie up in a standing position. More squeals erupted from the girls, as they grabbed equipment and rushed to claim a boy. I was lagging behind, knowing that I would have an equal chance at all the boys. I snuck around, after all the boys were blindfolded, and tied Brian, Rob, Tyler and Matt’s ankles together. I was left with Billy to tie up and blindfold. The boys were shirtless in their swim trunks, and the girls were still in their bikinis. Ashley announced that this would be a progressive slow dance. Each girl would get one song to dance, make out and play with a boy, above the waist. There would be no repeats. Each girl had to have one dance with each boy. Ashley started the slow dance CD that I had burned for her. I started with Billy, and since he was Tyler’s friend, I gave him the full treatment. Besides making out with him, I gave him moist hot kisses all over his neck and chest. I was nibbling on Billy’s nipples when the song ended, and I had to move to another boy. I didn’t have much interest in the other 5 boys. I held them by their shoulders or waist, swayed a little with the music and made out with them, but never got passionate or carried away.
Even though Matt was with Lisa, I wanted to find out if he had mellowed a little, because last summer in Ashley’s backyard, he was a little rough and kissed rather stiffly. I wrapped my arms around his neck, drew him close and asked him how he was doing, so that he knew who I was. I made out with him for the entire song. I used my tongue and we were going at each other hot and heavy, when the song ended. Matt had become a great kisser. I let Brian, Rob and Tyler know who I was, when my turn came to dance with them. I put 100% effort into making out with each of them. I was as seductive and passionate as I could be, within the time limits of one song, and sensually ran my hands all over their wonderful bare chests, while kissing them like there was no tomorrow. Brian was the last boy I danced with, and I kept kissing him several minutes after the music stopped. The boys were all released. Everyone looked like they had fun. I noticed that maybe 3/4 of the girls had moved to stand with a particular boy. This was one of the purposes of the TUG party, to get people together. Ashley announced that the girls would go upstairs to change, and the boys could change into their clothes in the bathrooms or rec room. We would get together in about 30 minutes to play Truth or Dare. Ashley passed out cards to all the boys, where they were to list 3 girls that they wanted to tie up and play with.
Upstairs, the girls got cards to list 3 boys who they wanted to tie them up and play with them. There were 2 bathrooms and 10 girls that had to get dressed and put their makeup on. It was a zoo! Everyone was comparing the different boys and most said who they were going to put on their cards. It probably took more than 30 minutes before we all went downstairs to rejoin the boys and play Truth or Dare. Ashley had everyone sit in a large oval on the carpeted rec room floor. Ashley explained the rules to everyone. To keep the game going, we played a double game. That is, 2 people, from opposite ends of the oval would ask “Truth or Dare” to someone at about the same time. There were double dares, of course, and the penalty for anyone refusing to do a dare was to bend over and let everyone spank their ass. Blindfolds/gags and pieces of rope were on the floor, in the center of the oval, for use in the game. There were 2 bathrooms, a closet and the screened porch off the rec room, to send couples for some making out.
The game got off to a fast start. In the first few minutes, using double dares, 4 girls had done stripteases down to their bras and panties, and 4 boys had stripped down to their underwear. Several couples had gone off to one of the rooms for 7 minutes, with either the boy or the girl blindfolded and tied. When I accepted Lisa’s dare, she tied my wrists behind my back, blindfolded me and led me into the closet, where I waited. One boy came in and made out with me, followed by a 2nd boy. I couldn’t figure out who they were. I began to wonder how long this dare would last. When a 3rd boy entered the closet, Brian asked me if I wanted to have a little more fun. Of course, I said, “Yes!” We made out for a couple minutes, and then Brian unbuttoned my blouse. Next, he grabbed my bra and pushed it up as far as he could, exposing my breasts. For the remainder of his time, we made out, while his hands and fingers played with my bare tits. When a 4th boy replaced Brian, he gasped audibly. Brian had really turned me on. I told the 4th boy to go ahead and have fun and do what he wanted. While we made out some, he seemed fascinated with my nipples. He squeezed and pulled and rubbed them into hard swollen peaks. GOD, I was really horny! I could no longer ignore that tingly feeling in my pussy, and began squirming and rubbing my legs together. The 5th boy turned out to be Tyler. I asked him what he thought of the party so far. He replied that it was great and more than he had expected. I responded that I didn’t know how much time he had, so play with me and do what you want. Tyler played with my breasts for several minutes, before we started making out. He turned me on just as much as Brian did.
Lisa came in to break us up, asking me if I liked her dare. I did. She took off my blindfold, and said she was going to leave me as I was. She led me back to my spot in the game. There were cheers and knowing smiles at my appearance, from the other players. I’m sure I was blushing, but had a big smile on my face. I noticed that all the boys had stripped to their underwear. Three girls wore only their panties. The rest of the girls, not off somewhere making out, were down to their bras and panties. Meagan and one of the topless girls had their wrists tied behind their backs, like me. A few turns later, I had to make out with Ashley in front of everyone. When one boy was dared to make out with any other boy, he refused. As arbitrator, Ashley asked if any boy was willing to make out with him, 2 said they would. Therefore, the boy who was dared and refused had to endure a thorough spanking from everyone. For those of us who were tied, a boy got to take our turns. By the time the spanking was over, the boy was yelping from the pain.
Matt was blindfolded, with his wrists tied behind his back, in one of the bathrooms. I got to go in for 7 minutes and make out with him. He already had a pretty good bulge in his boxers. I rubbed my bare titties all over his bare chest, while kissing and playing tongue tag with him. With my hands still tied behind me, my final dare of the game was to lie on my back in front of everyone, and let the girls play with my titties. They showed me no mercy, as they rubbed, squeezed, pinched and pulled my nipples as far as they could. The game had gone on for about 1-1/2 hours or more, when Ashley called a stop. Everyone seemed to have a great time. From the dares, the tone had been set for whatever games Ashley had planned next. Everyone was released, and Ashley told everyone to get dressed and take a break. We all headed for the kitchen, where snacks were set out. The leftover cake, from dinner, was there, plus 2 plates of cookies (chocolate chip and oatmeal raisin). The boys stood around the kitchen table and devoured what was left of the cake. I grabbed a couple cookies and a Coke from the refrigerator, and moved to join the girls, who had congregated in the food preparation area of the kitchen. I split my Coke with Meagan. The girls were all whispering about who they liked and wanted to tie them up for the next game, along with comparing notes about specific boys. Several girls asked me about Brian and Rob, because they already knew that we had been hanging and playing for some time. A few girls wished that they were felt up with their bras off. About 15 minutes into the break, Ashley appeared and asked me to join her upstairs.
When we got up to Ashley’s bedroom, she had all the boy’s and girl’s cards spread out on a table. She explained, that in the next TUG game, the girls would be tied and blindfolded and become the slaves of a boy for 30 minutes. After that initial 30 minutes, all the boys had to trade their “girl slaves” for a final 30 minute TUG game. From the cards, it appeared that 7 of the 10 boys would get either their 1st or 2nd choices. The problem was our friend Meagan. She had picked Rob, Brian and Matt on her card. Yet, on those boy’s cards, NONE of those 3 boys had selected Meagan AT ALL! Rob, Brian and Matt had picked Ashley, Lisa and me in various orders. There was somewhat of a trend, in that boys and girls had picked people they had known previously from their neighborhoods. Meagan was the 3rd pick on 3 different boy’s cards. All right, I suggested somewhat of a manipulation. It wouldn’t make Meagan happy, but would please 70% or more of the boys and girls for the next game. To start the next game, I thought that the girls should be tied and blindfolded, standing in a line. Ashley would SILENTLY point to a boy to go and claim who he wanted as his slave. Ashley could arrange the cards in a certain order, to ensure that at least 7 of the boys got their 1st or 2nd choices. Of the last 3 boys to claim a slave girl, Meagan would get picked as a 3rd choice for one of them, and that was the best that we could do.
Finally, Ashley wanted to be a slave for Brian and Rob, and have both of them play with her. She thought the 2 boys would claim the 2 of us, and then we could trade for the 2nd round of the slave game. The fix was in. Furthermore, Ashley said that there were plenty of places downstairs for the other 8 couples to find a little privacy and play, and that Brian and Rob could bring us up to the bedrooms to play. Well, it was Ashley’s party, and I went along. She thought that maybe we might get the chance to use our vibrators, to get off at least once. I went back downstairs, to the kitchen, and Lisa snagged me immediately, wondering what was going on. We moved to a far corner of the kitchen, and I whispered to her about Meagan, but didn’t mention anything else. By then, Ashley had come downstairs. She told everyone to move back to the rec room. I saw her take Brian and Rob aside, to speak with them. The girls were all told to line up, and Ashley told the boys to tie the girl’s hands behind their backs, and blindfold them. When the girls were prepared, Ashley announced the next TUG game. One by one, the boys would claim a girl to be their slave for 30 minutes. Additional ropes and gags could be used and anything goes above the waist. After 30 minutes, the boys would return to the rec room, with their girls, and trade slaves, with another boy, for a final 30 minute session.
After a few minutes, I felt someone come up behind me and gently grasped my shoulders. He whispered in my ear that we were going upstairs. It was Rob. I asked him to gag me, and bring whatever extra rope he wanted to use. He knew what I liked. I think girls were still being claimed, and others were being led away, when Rob tightly cleave gagged me. I was still standing in my original spot in the rec room, but began moaning and struggling. Soon, I was led away. I think both Rob and Brian helped me climb the stairs to one of the bedrooms. I assumed Ashley was with us, though I didn’t even know if she had been tied yet. I was taken into one of the bedrooms and heard the door click shut. I stood there waiting. Rob said, “OK slave, I’m going to do what I want with you.” “If you resist, I’ll spank your ass so hard that you won’t be able to sit down!” “Is that clear?” Still gagged, I nodded my head, yes. I was already really excited, and welcomed this role playing as part of the TUG. OH GOD, as I stood there, Rob’s hands started caressing my upper legs. To HELL with “anything goes above the waist,” Rob had done this before and drove me crazy. His hands slowly caressed my upper legs, from my knees upwards, coming awfully close to my panties. His hands were under my skirt, and his fingers incessantly made little circles on my inner thighs. He had me. I was already moaning into my gag and writhing about. Rob stood up behind me and started caressing my torso, paying particular attention to playing with my breasts through my blouse and bra. He felt me up thoroughly, before slowly unbuttoning my blouse from behind, and pushing it away. Next, Rob felt me up through my bra for several minutes, before unhooking and freeing my boobs. Rob instructed me not to resist, and then untied my wrists. In a swift motion, he removed my blouse from behind me, and slid my bra off my arms in front of me. He crossed my wrists behind my back and re-tied them. I was now blindfolded, gagged, topless and bound.
I was helped onto the bed on my back. Rob was on top of me. His hands were all over me. My skirt had ridden up and Rob’s hands were caressing my bare inner thighs again, making me moan into my gag. He tied my ankles and knees together, with additional rope, and then straddled my thighs. For many minutes, he slowly caressed my entire bare upper torso, purposely avoiding my breasts. Finally, his hands cupped my tits. He squeezed and kneaded them ever so sensually, before I felt his mouth covering my nipples. He kissed and licked and sucked my nipples, working his slave into an uncontrollable frenzy. Being blindfolded and gagged, I could only lie there and moan, and respond to what he was doing to me. While his fingers continued to diddle my already hard nipples, Rob bent forward and sucked on my lower lip, which was accessible despite my cleave gag. Without any warning, Ashley knocked on our door and said it was time to go downstairs and trade slaves.
We both groaned. The time had passed by so fast. Rob helped me stand up and simply picked me up and slung me over his shoulder. He carried me downstairs and put me down, standing, at the near end of the rec room. My blindfold was removed and I saw that Ashley and Brian were already there, along with a few others. Ashley was topless, with her skirt still on, but her wrists were tied behind her back, and she had no gag or blindfold. Brian and Rob went off to round everyone up. As the couples came in, the boys congregated at the other end of the rec room, and the girls surrounded Ashley and me. Four of the girls were fully dressed and unbound, while one girl was in her bra and panties, carrying her clothes. The remaining 3 girls were in their bras and panties, with their wrists tied. Ashley was a bit concerned that maybe some of the girls didn’t have fun being slaves. One of the girls thought we were supposed to be released and come back dressed, to start over. I was just as relieved as Ashley, when the girls all said it was fun being slaves, and were ready to do it again. Some of the girls asked me if I liked how I was tied, and wished they had been tied up like me. Since I was still gagged, I could only nod my head, yes, but Ashley told them to tell the boys what they liked and wanted. It was only about 10:45 PM, and Ashley announced that the 2nd slave girl TUG would end at 11:30 PM.
While the girls talked, the boys worked out their slave trading. I could tell that Meagan was a little upset, because she did not get taken by any of her picks. Four boys came and claimed new slave girls. When Brian came and claimed me, and Rob claimed Ashley, I saw Meagan’s face sag in disappointment. It was much easier carrying me down that flight of stairs, than it would have been to carry me up, so Brian untied my knees and ankles. As Ashley and I were led back upstairs, the last of the girls were claimed. Brian led me into the guest bedroom, where I had been with Rob. He pushed me onto the bed on my back, and straddled my thighs. There were no subtle preliminaries. I guess we were both still excited and turned on from the previous slave TUG game. He went right for my tits with his hands. After thoroughly feeling them up and playing with my nipples, Brian freed my legs and removed my gag, at last. He consumed my mouth. We must have made out for at least 15 minutes, without pausing, before coming up for air. While we made out, Brian’s fingers constantly played with my nipples. He broke it off. Brian flipped me over onto my stomach and untied my wrists. I was confused. He went over to the dresser and retrieved something from its top. When Brian came back, he flipped me back over on my back and handed me my vibrator! Brian and his huge erection went into the bathroom and shut the door. BLESS Ashley! My vibrator had been in my purse in Ashley’s bedroom. I don’t know when or how she did it, but she had planned this further than I ever imagined. Brian had obviously reached his limit and had to satisfy himself.
I wasted no time. I flipped up my skirt, pulled down my soaked panties, spread my legs, turned on my 1-1/4” X 6” vibrator on high and plunged it all the way into my waiting love tunnel. With one hand, I moved the vibe in and out of my pussy, while I used 2-3 fingers from my other hand to rub my clit. It took only minutes for my 1st wonderful orgasm of the day to hit me, but I didn’t stop. 4-5 minutes later, a 2nd huge orgasm hit me like a bolt of lightning. As I recovered and calmed down, I saw the bedside table clock. It said 11:30 PM. I quickly pulled up and adjusted my panties, found my bra and blouse and started to put them on. I heard the toilet flush in the bathroom. I called out to Brian that I was going downstairs. He told me to get Ashley and then find the other girls and tell them that they could use the upstairs bedrooms (I knew what he meant). Brian said that he would be along in a minute. I knocked on Ashley’s bedroom door, and she opened it, almost fully dressed. I hugged and thanked her for providing my vibe and for how well she had planned the party. We gave each other a little kiss, and Ashley told me that she would be downstairs in a sec to help me roundup the girls.
When I got downstairs in the rec room, I found 3 couples going at it on the 3 sofas in the room. I hated breaking them up. All 3 girls were topless and bound. I whispered to each girl that she could go upstairs and use her vibrator in one of the bedrooms, if she wished. As I headed for the screened porch, I saw Ashley, Rob and Brian enter the rec room and head for the bathrooms and closet, to breakup any couples there. I found 2 more couples playing on the 2 screen porch sofas. One was Meagan, who was bound and wearing only her panties. She seemed to be having fun. I again told those girls that they could go upstairs to one of the bedrooms to use their vibes, if they hurried. When I returned to the rec room, Ashley, Rob and Brian had found the final 3 couples in the bathrooms and closet. After the last girl was untied and had raced upstairs, Brian and Rob conveyed to the rest of the boys that they could relieve (jack off) themselves wherever they liked. Ashley and I headed upstairs to check on the girls. I peeked into Ashley’s bedroom and then went to the guest bedroom, where my slave TUGs took place. All the girls had gotten their vibrators, and were busy getting off. I went back downstairs, carrying all my stuff, and found my tennis shoes to put on.
I waited in the rec room, thinking that the party had been a huge success. Boys emerged from everywhere, after getting themselves off, and finished dressing and gathering their stuff. Girls trickled downstairs, fully dressed, and carrying their stuff. I judged the party’s success by the fact that all of the girls had been bound fully topless, and had their bare tits fully felt up. There was no doubt that every girl there had experienced going as far as 2nd base with a boy, no matter what definition anyone used for getting to 2nd base. Everyone, except Meagan, looked happy and totally satisfied, as we waited in the front room for parents to come and pick everyone up. Both the boys and the girls were heaping praise upon Ashley for a GREAT PARTY! Something had to be done about Meagan. I told Meagan, Ashley and Lisa to meet at my house the next day at 3:00 PM, to sort things out and talk about the next parties. We would have enough feedback by then. Meagan’s mom picked us up, and took Lisa and me home.
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The next day, Sunday, I got up somewhat early, swam laps in our pool, showered and dressed, had a little breakfast, and was checking emails by 10:00 AM. I had been CCed with emails from all 6 of the girls, from other groups, who had attended Ashley’s party. I spent most of the morning talking on the phone with those 6 girls, while I answered emails from Ashley, Lisa and some of the boys who attended the party. Between 12:00 PM noon and our family’s 1:00 PM Sunday dinner, I called Brian, Rob and especially Tyler, to see how they were doing after the party. Everything was cool. I had upcoming dates/double dates with all 3 of them. Ashley had put on a great party, and people would be talking about it at school, until Lisa’s next TUG party in 2 weeks. After our family’s Sunday dinner, I changed into my bikini and waited by the pool for the girls to arrive. I was glad that Ashley and Lisa arrived first, because I thought we should see what Meagan had to say, before discussing Lisa’s party. Meagan arrived about 5 minutes later, looking as though she had been crying.
I was correct in thinking that most of Meagan’s resentment was directed at me. She wanted Rob. She said it wasn’t fair that Brian and Rob played with Ashley and me, and even more unfair was that I also played with Tyler. I had 3 boys and she had none. She didn’t have all that much fun at the party. Ashley reminded Meagan that it was she who got me together with Brian and Rob. I had found and pursued Tyler all on my own. Ashley laid out all the cards that were filled out by everyone at the party, and let Meagan study them. It didn’t help when Lisa said that she and Ashley and me had upcoming dates with Brian, Rob, Tyler and Matt. As the realization of it all hit Meagan, she slumped and started to cry. Then, we were all sympathetic and offered her as much encouragement as we could. It was pointed out that Meagan was new, having been in our school for only a little over a month, and it could take more time to make friends. We encouraged her to talk with a number of boys, that she thought were cute, to see if they had anything in common to talk about. When she found someone, she should flirt a little and try to develop a relationship. After about 10 minutes of consoling, Meagan had recovered and was returning to her friendly personable self.
It was finally time to discuss Lisa’s TUG party, just 13 days away. She said that it would be very similar to Ashley’s party. The 6 girls from our circle of groups, who hadn’t gone to Ashley’s party, would be invited, along with the 4 of us. Lisa said that she would invite Matt, who had experience and could lead and guide the boys. She was not inviting Brian, Rob or Tyler, but instead would invite 9 new boys, who hadn’t been to Ashley’s party. It was all about new experiences, with different boys, and having fun playing TUGS, so I said I was fine with Lisa’s plan. Ashley agreed. I was beginning to think like Lisa in that just about any cute boy would jump at the chance to play TUGs with a cute girl. Lisa had her master list of about 25 cute boys, and had crossed off the ones who went to Ashley’s party, except Matt. She asked Meagan to pick 2 or 3 boys she would like to have at Lisa’s party. After some prolonged indecision, Meagan chose 3 boys. Ashley picked 2 boys, and I said that Lisa could pick the rest, because I didn’t know enough about any of them to decide. Within minutes, the invitation list for Lisa’s party was set. I pointed out to everyone that Meagan’s party was scheduled for 2 weeks after Lisa’s, and that would be Saturday, October 31, 1998, or Halloween. Meagan would consider having a Halloween costume party, and said she would let us know.
Lisa delivered her invitations at school the next day. During that week, there certainly was a lot of talk about Ashley’s party and what the boys did with us girls. It seemed that my stint in the closet, where a number of boys played with me, and I came out topless, was the highlight of the Truth or Dare game, along with the boy who got spanked for refusing to make out with another boy. Additionally, only 4 people were present on the screen porch, when Lisa got tied stretched out and topless on a rattan sofa, during the 1st slave TUG game, plus the way I was tied topless, during the trading break in the slave TUG games, were the most popular stories going around. The 6 girls, who were coming to their 1st TUG party, made it their priority to find Lisa and me, and assured us that they were willing to do anything that they had heard about from Ashley’s party, and couldn’t wait to be tied up and played with. During those 2 weeks leading up to Lisa’s party, I sought out the 4 boys that neither Meagan nor Ashley had chosen to come. I wanted to see if I had any possible interest in any of them, and I absolutely stayed away from the boys that Meagan and Ashley chose.
Of the 4 boys, Eric and Brandon seemed nice enough. Eric was a little taller than me, somewhat thin, hazel eyes, medium length wavy sandy brown hair and a nice smile with his wide narrow lips. Brandon was my height, but could, and probably would, be a lineman on a football team. He was all muscle and big boned. His brown hair was cut short, and he looked a little stern, until his wide thick lips broke out in the cutest smile, and his big brown eyes lit up and sparkled. I would purposely seek them out before school, at lunch and even between classes, during those 2 weeks up to Lisa’s party. Lisa knew what I was doing, and told me that she was interested in the 2 boys Ashley had picked. I stayed outta that one! Both Eric and Brandon had a nice personality and great sense of humor. I flirted a little and we kidded each other and joked about things, and even talked on the phone a couple times. I told them that I hoped we could get together at Lisa’s party. The thing about Lisa, my best friend, is that she gave great parties, but there were no sure things with Lisa and a TUG party. She loved to surprise people, and was mysterious and a schemer at heart.
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Lisa’s TUG Party
I walked the short distance to Lisa’s house, wearing 2” sandals, and a snug short sleeve button blouse over hip hugger jean short shorts. I brought my swim tote, including everything that I would need around the pool, plus my purse, with my vibe and a little makeup. I arrived a little after 3:00 PM, as Lisa asked, because she wanted to go over a few things that I could help her with, but I couldn’t get any details out of her about the TUGs. Ashley had gotten the TUG duffle to Lisa, along with the CDs I had made. I helped her move a little light furniture in her living room and rec room, so that the centers of the floor were clear. We, also, setup 2 card tables and chairs next to the outdoor picnic table out in the pool area. The ropes and blindfold/gags were unpacked onto a coffee table in the living room. As everyone started to arrive, Lisa manned the front door, and I showed people where to temporarily dump their stuff. The girls were to grab whatever they needed to tie a boy up. I sorta paired them off, as they arrived, and showed them the available sofas and settees in the living room and rec room, where a boy could be left, or the girl could tie her prisoner standing or on the floor. The girls could have the boys remove their shirts, before being tied up.
Matt arrived with Ashley and Meagan, and I grabbed Matt, while the girls talked waiting for more boys. I took Matt into the rec room and then into Lisa’s father’s workshop room, off the rec room. I may have been the only girl there who knew about this room. I had Matt take off his shirt. I tied his wrists behind his back, and then tied his wrists to a vice that was mounted to the top of the workbench in the room. I tied his ankles together, and blindfolded and gagged him. I placed my forefinger over Matt’s gagged lips and said, “Ssssh, I’ll be back soon.” I walked out of the workshop and closed the door. After a boy was tied and left somewhere, the girls chose to congregate back in the living room, until the last boy had arrived and been tied up. Lisa explained that each girl would have 5 minutes to make out and play with a boy, above the waist, and then switch to another boy. No repeats allowed. I headed for the rec room and then snuck into the workshop and closed the door. I kissed Matt over his cleave-gagged lips, whispering, “Are you ready to have a little fun?” I removed his gag, gave Matt a big open-mouth kiss and shoved my tongue in his mouth. From then on, we made out like crazy, rarely taking a break to come up for air, while my hands roamed over his bare chest and played with his nipples. I’m sure that I played with Matt for at least 10 minutes. I left him panting, walked out of the workshop, leaving the door open and turning on the lights. When I emerged into the rec room, I motioned to a couple girls that a boy was in there. Lisa must have been in the living room, because I didn’t see her.
A boy, one of the 3 Meagan had picked for the party, sat alone and tied on a settee across the room. I walked over to him, sat down beside him and started giving him little light kisses. After only about a minute, Lisa shouted out, “TIME…..SWITCH!” I stood up and went to another bound boy, entering the rotation as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened with Matt. For the remainder of the game, I gave the other boys, except Eric and Brandon, a few kisses and teased them a bit with my tongue. I found Eric and Brandon in the living room. When it was my turn with each of them, I asked them how they were doing, so they would know who I was. I made out fervently with each of them, for the full 5 minutes, while my hands roamed over their chests. When the game was over, I discovered that I had missed 2 boys entirely, because of the extra time I snuck with Matt. Lisa gave the command to untie the boys. After they got up and stretched a bit, Lisa yelled out for the boys to blindfold and tie-up all the girls. Matt headed straight for me. He blindfolded me, and as he tied my wrists and elbows extra tight, behind my back, he whispered in my ear, “We’re going to have some special fun with you tonight, Christine.” The music started to play and Lisa announced that each boy would dance one song with each girl, and anything goes above the waist.
I was more excited than apprehensive, but I couldn’t get what Matt said out of my mind. Did Matt and some boys have something special planned for me? Or, was Lisa behind it all and planning one of her special surprise pranks? The 10 dances passed in a blur. Matt, of course, kissed me and made out like I had done with him a little earlier, and his hands took every possible liberty, while he played with my tits. I remembered Eric and Brandon, when they danced with me. Both of them kissed me softly and sweetly, while experimenting some with their tongues in my mouth. They methodically squeezed and probed my boobs, while playing with my hard sensitive nipples. The others were not memorable. The music stopped and Lisa announced that the girls were to be freed. Everyone was to change into their swimsuits and meet out by the pool. The boys could use any of the downstairs rooms to change, or just change in the rec room, after the girls left. I gathered up my stuff and followed the girls upstairs. We used Lisa’s room and a guest bedroom to change into our bikinis. It seemed the talk, among the girls, was nonstop. Everyone had at least 1 boy they liked. I got into my black string bikini, put my hair up in a ponytail and decided not to put any makeup on. I was standing by Lisa’s window, talking with Ashley and Beth, when Lisa came up to us and asked Beth and me if we would go downstairs and help Eric with something.
When we went out to the head of the stairs, I saw Eric waiting for us down below in his swimsuit. I considered Beth the unofficial leader of the other group of 4 girls in our large circle of girlfriends, because she was so much fun. She was just about my height and had a really cute heart shaped face. Her hair was sandy brown, with bright blue eyes. Beth weighed a little more than me, and didn’t have the long thin arms I had, but her body was well proportioned and really curvy, with bigger tits than mine. We met Eric at the bottom of the stairs and followed him into the rec room, and then into the adjacent workshop. It was a trap! Matt, Brandon and Peter were there, with ropes and blindfolds. The door slammed shut, and Matt announced, “We’re going to have some fun with you girls, before we go out to the pool.” It was 4 against 2. I looked at Beth and she had a welcoming smile on her face. My thoughts of her not being willing instantly vanished, and I was always ready for some TUG fun. Our wrists and elbows were tightly tied behind our backs, plus a rope was added to secure our wrists to our bodies. Next, our bikini tops were untied and removed, and we were blindfolded.
They started spinning me around in place. I heard a faint squeal from Beth, and figured she was getting the same treatment. I was dizzy and staggered a bit, when they stopped me, but I had no chance to get my equilibrium back. A pair of hands clasped my face and turned it sideways, while lips captured my mouth in a torrid kiss. Another pair of hands was pinching and pulling my nipples. I was already disoriented and had no hope of registering who was doing what to me, but it all felt wonderful. After a few minutes of hot making out and getting my tits felt up, they started spinning me around again. When they stopped me, it started all over again. I had enough presence of mind to kiss back and enjoy what they did to my tits. Around and around I went for a 3rd time, but this time, when they stopped me, my head was held and I felt a pair of lips being forced against mine. It was Beth, and our bodies were pressed together, so that our tits mashed into each other. Matt told us to keep making out until they stopped us. I felt fingers reaching in between Bath and me, pinching and pulling my nipples, while other hands caressed my inner thighs right up to my bikini bottom. The hands made those little tender circles on my inner thighs that drove me crazy. Did everyone know that was one of my weaknesses? Then, I was pulled away and started spinning again.
I was totally turned on and totally out of it. I had no idea how many times they spun me around. I didn’t know if my lightheadedness was more from the spinning or the making out and feeling up, from the boys. Finally, I was stopped and again forced against Beth. I spread my legs to get my balance. Eric told us to start making out. Those hands were back stroking my inner thighs and tracing those maddening little circles just below my bikini bottoms. As Beth and I made out, I was being untied. Matt told us to keep making out, until we heard them leave and the door close. I clasped Beth’s shoulders, and she put her arms around me, just to steady ourselves. We continued to make out for a few minutes, until we heard the door close behind the boys. When we broke apart, the first thing Beth said was, “WOW, that was incredible, but I’m so wet that it’s running down my legs!” I said, “That was one of the best TUGs I’ve EVER played, and I’m so turned on that I have to get myself off, before we go out to the pool.” I staggered over to the door and sat down on the floor, with my back to the door. I pulled down my bikini bottoms and started working on my pussy with both hands. Beth had pulled off her bikini bottom and came and sat on the floor about 5’ down the wall from me. We encouraged each other, and soon had enormous orgasms. There was a roll of paper towels over the workbench, and we used some to clean ourselves up, until getting in the pool. Her lipstick was smeared all around her mouth, and I cleaned her up. Our nipples were red and still hard.
We got dressed. The room smelled of female pussy juices. I opened the door. After we gave each other a quick final look see, we headed out for the pool. As we neared the pool, Beth and I clasped hands, ran and dove into the deep end of the pool. When we came up, we waved and smiled to everyone. It looked to me like all the boys already knew what we had experienced. Beth and I moved around for awhile, taking some kidding from the boys, but being envied by a few girls. Some people decided to have piggyback wars in the pool. That is the game where the girl sits on the boy’s shoulders, and while he maneuvers around in the pool, the girls try to pull/push other girls off and into the water. When I got on Eric’s shoulders, 2 girls ganged up on me and I quickly was pulled off. I tried a 2nd time on Brandon’s shoulders, and we managed to dislodge 2 girls, before Lisa (Matt) snuck up behind us, grabbed my ponytail and yanked me off backwards into the water.
Lisa organized a fun little game that she called Pass the Plum. We divided up into 2 teams of 10 (5 boys and 5 girls per team). The teams stood, boy-girl-boy-etc. in 2 lines facing each other. Lisa had a bowl of small really ripe plums. The person at one end of each team’s line had to put the plum entirely in his/her mouth, turn to the next person and transfer the plum into the next person’s mouth. Before passing the plum, each person had to have the whole plum in their mouth, behind their teeth. Obviously, if anyone punctured the ripe plum’s skin, with their teeth, the transfers would be juicy dripping messes. I was in the middle of our line. When the plum left my mouth, it was still whole, and we won. Then, the boys, from one team, walked across and traded places with the boys on the other team. We played a 2nd game, but this time we had to pass the plum up and down our line. On the 1st run, the plum left my mouth whole, but when it came back and was passed to me, mouth to mouth, it was badly punctured and dripping plum juice down my chin. We lost that game, but everyone had fun. Lisa and I, plus a few other girls went into the kitchen to get dinner. Those of us who needed to, washed the plum juice off with a wet paper towel. We had cold KFC chicken, coleslaw, potato salad, and for dessert Hostess Twinkies, cupcakes and fruit pies. After cleaning up and returning the uneaten food to the kitchen, everyone went into the house to get dressed for the Truth or Dare game.
I used a bathroom upstairs and then got dressed. The girls had learned from Ashley’s TUG party, and passed it around, that it was best to stuff a couple Kleenex tissues or a Kotex sanitary napkin or pad into your panties, because you never knew how long you might be tied up, or how wet you might get, before being released. My panties were packed and I headed downstairs to the rec room, for the Truth or Dare game. We all sat in a loose circle on the carpeted rec room floor. The blindfold/gags and ropes were all piled in the center of the circle. Lisa pointed out that people could be sent off to: the bathroom, the closet, the living room, or the workshop for any dares. She explained the rules and penalty, for refusing a dare, which were identical to those at Ashley’s party. And then, without pausing, Lisa asked, “Truth or Dare, Christine?” For a moment, I was caught off guard, but recovered and answered, “Dare!” Lisa said to everyone, “You’ve probably all heard about Christine’s dare in the closet at Ashley’s TUG party.” “Well, tonight we’re going to make Christine do it again, but this time we’re going to have even more fun with her!” I couldn’t wait to see what Lisa had concocted in her conniving mind for me, so I accepted the dare.
While the game went on, Lisa and Matt took me into the workshop and closed the door. They tied my wrists behind my back, and then tied them to the vice mounted on the workbench, just like I had done with Matt earlier that afternoon. They tied my ankles and legs together above my knees. Finally, they blindfolded and gagged me. I heard the door close behind them and all was quiet. I waited. I could hear laughter coming through the door from the game. I may have been standing there tied for 15-20 minutes, before I heard the workshop door open. I knew that about 3/4 of the people out in the rec room could look directly into the workshop and see me. I also knew that Lisa was directing the whole thing, and whoever she sent in would do only what she said. The 1st boy removed my gag and began making out with me. His hands covered my breasts, and he started feeling me up, while we kissed. I knew this was only the beginning. Just as we got going with some good making out, there were 3 solid raps on the open door. The 2nd boy came in, replacing the 1st. He immediately started unbuttoning my blouse. He fumbled a bit, but eventually got my blouse unbuttoned and pushed it back, over my shoulders, and down my arms behind me. He grasped my breasts, through my bra, while we started making out. I didn’t know who he was, but I began to feel that unmistakable tingling, down in my pussy, while he fondled my breasts and nipples, as we made out. We were interrupted by the 3rd boy, who pushed my bra up, exposing my breasts. I enjoyed being with him, whoever he was. He gently but thoroughly fondled and played with my breasts and nipples, and softly but passionately made out with me. I uttered my first moans of pleasure, from what he did to me, and I arched my back into his hands. I knew people could see into the workshop, and I would have to find out who he was.
Apparently Lisa had told the 4th boy to remove my jean shorts. He untied my legs and ankles, unbuttoned the jeans and pulled down the zipper. But, when he started to pull my tight jeans down, my panties rode down with them. He quit and took what he could, making out and copping feels of my bare breasts, before being replaced by the 5th boy. As he left, I heard people outside kidding him for his failure. It turned out that Matt was the 5th boy. After a couple failed tugs at my shorts, Matt told me not to try and escape, as if I would ever dream of it. He freed me from the rope holding my wrists to the vice, and then untied me. I was actually totally free, except for my blindfold. He quickly slid my blouse off my arms, unclasped my bra in a deft motion, and slid it off my arms in front of me. Matt re-tied my wrists crossed behind me and secured me to the vice again. He pulled me a couple steps away from the workbench, so that my arms were stretched out almost straight behind me. I’m sure those watching from the rec room got a good side view of my thrust out titties. Matt put both arms around me and squashed me to his bare chest. His kisses were deep and passionate, and I responded in kind. Several moans of true pleasure escaped from my throat. He stepped back a bit and let his hands wander all over my bare torso. His fingers sensually ran back and forth just above my panty top, before he cupped my breasts. Matt systematically played with my breasts and nipples, pinching them lightly and then pulling them into elongated buds.
I knew why Lisa liked playing with Matt. He knew how to push a girl’s buttons. I thought Lisa was giving him extra time to play with me. Matt kissed each of my nipples, put his hands on my ass cheeks, and pulled me closer, arching my back, and resumed our passionate making out. I moaned several more times and my knees felt weak. The 6th boy entered the workshop and closed the door. Actually, it turned out to be Meagan. She told me that Lisa had sent her in to get my shorts off and play with me a little. I put my legs together tightly, while Meagan tugged my shorts down. My panties came down a few inches, exposing some of my pubic hair. After I stepped out of my shorts, Meagan pulled up and adjusted my Kleenex stuffed panties, and tied my ankles together. She grasped me by my shoulders. I felt that Meagan was staring at me, and she asked, “Bet?” I nodded, yes. She opened the door for everyone to see me in my panties. I’m sure she signaled to Lisa that there was a “Bet.”
I must digress here. I’d never figured out the boy’s fascination with watching girls make out. Boys hate to make out with boys. In fact, I thought I heard that slapping sound, probably from a boy being soundly spanked, for refusing a dare, to make out with another boy. Girls didn’t mind making out with girls. It meant nothing sexually. We could fake it or actually make out and get a little turned on. Anyway, before Lisa’s TUG party, all the girls made a pact. If the opportunity arose to make out, with another girl, either girl could speak the challenge “Bet.” If the bet was accepted, it constituted a $5.00 bet on the outcome. The 2 girls would seriously and passionately make out any way they wanted. The 1st girl to let even the slightest moan of pleasure escape lost the $5.00 bet. The boys would be happy thinking they were forcing us to make out for them. We would put on a good serious show for them, and everyone would have a little fun.
Meagan put one hand behind my head and the other holding my cheek, as we started making out. Our lips were wide open and locked on each other’s. Our tongues moved in and out, playing a serious game of tongue tag. I caught her tongue with my lips and sucked on it. We broke apart to take some deep breaths, before going at it again. I got my tongue deep into Meagan’s mouth, above her tongue. As I ran the tip of my tongue along those sensitive little ridges on the roof of her mouth, Meagan moaned. I won! The 7th and 8th persons to come in and play with me were Eric and Brandon. When each of them finished with me: my nipples tingled, my whole body tingled, I was panting for air, and I was so turned on that I really needed my vibrator. This was undoubtedly what Lisa had planned for me. I briefly wondered how the Truth or Dare game was going, but a 9th person entered the workshop. My ankles were untied and my legs spread apart. Hands and fingers teased and caressed my inner thighs. Yes, those fingers traced infuriatingly sensual circles right up my inner thighs to my panties. It finally registered on me, from the faint scent of her shampoo, that it was Beth. I heard her whisper in my ear, “Bet?” I nodded, yes. We had fun earlier, in that very workshop, being spun around and played with, but never had any chance for a “Bet.”
Beth started playing with my breasts and nipples, for several minutes, before attacking my mouth. We may have made out for 5-10 minutes, often coming up for air. I was holding my own. All of a sudden, I felt Beth’s tongue on my left nipple. She licked my nipples, and then started sucking on my right nipple. When she sucked and pulled my left nipple, I couldn’t take it anymore and audibly moaned my pleasure and frustration. I lost! Beth gave me a little kiss on the lips and was gone. A minute or two later Lisa came in. She asked me if I liked her little TUG. “YES, it was awesome!” I said. “Have you had enough?” she asked. I nodded my head, yes. She untied me from the vice, but kept my wrists tied behind my back. She said, “I want your nipples looking really hot, when I take you out to the others.” She vigorously sucked and pulled on my nipples with her lips, causing me to moan even more. She led me out of the workshop, and I think we stopped in the middle of the circle of Truth or Dare players. She slowly turned me around for all to see, before leading me to a sofa and sitting me down. She took off my blindfold and told me to rest and just watch the rest of the game. I had been tied up in that workshop for about 1-1/2 hours, and it was INCREDIBLE!
I got comfortable on the sofa. My wrists weren’t sore at all, mostly because I really didn’t struggle much. I thought that I might be able to pick at the knot, with my fingers, and possibly wriggle free, but I didn’t want to. The game was winding down. Some people were off in other rooms making out or whatever. All of the boys had stripped down to their shorts, and 3 of them were tied. From what I could see, about 1/2 of the girls were stripped to their panties, and all but one was tied. The rest of the girls, that I saw, were untied and wearing their bras and panties. I wasn’t paying all that much attention to the game. I was thinking that Matt and Lisa would undoubtedly go off together and play, after the Truth or Dare game. It would be fun if I could get together with Eric or Brandon, but decided that I probably could have fun with any of the other boys that Lisa might put me with. Finally, Lisa declared that the Truth or Dare game was over, and that she was turning the rest of the party over to Matt and the boys, for whatever fun they wanted to have.
Matt announced that all girls were to be stripped to their panties, and their hands tied behind their backs. I was already in that situation, but the boys quickly ganged up on the girls still wearing bras, to strip them off and tie them up. Next, Matt ordered the 10 girls be paired up and tied tightly together. Ashley and I were tied face-to-face, with a rope around our waists. Lisa and Beth were tied together, next to us, in a line at one end of the rec room. The boys were all huddled at the other end of the room. I supposed they were making a plan to divvy us girls up, and I expected to see them playing Rock-Paper-Scissors, to see who got whom. Matt called out, “You girls make out, until we’re ready for you, AND DON’T STOP!” Lisa and Beth were already going at each other. I looked at Ashley and asked, “Bet?” She nodded, yes, and off we went on a $5.00 bet and a show for the boys. I figured that I had an advantage, because I had been sitting and cooling off for about 30 minutes, while Ashley just came out of the closet with a boy. We made out aggressively, without any tongue action, for at least 5 minutes, leaving each other gasping for air several times. I switched tactics and surprised Ashley by capturing one of her ear lobes, with my lips, and sucking on it. She let me swirl my tongue around the inside of her ears, and suck her ear lobes, for several minutes. Then, I sensually sucked her pouty lower lip, as her breathing increased. I gave Ashley the softest, steamiest, slowest, moist open-mouth kiss that I knew how to do, and didn’t let her break it off. When I eased my tongue into her mouth and licked the top surface of her tongue, Ashley surrendered with a moan and a gasp.
I hadn’t realized that the boys finished and were down at our end of the rec room, watching and smiling in approval. I was $5.00 up on Ashley and Meagan, and down $5.00 to Beth. Matt announced a little game for the girls, who were still bound and tied together. Peter came by and put a maraschino cherry in my mouth, and in the mouths of one girl in each pair. We were to transfer the cherry into the mouth of the girl we were tied to, BUT, before we started, Matt came by and filled all of our mouths with aerosol whipped cream, and yelled, “GO!” The dam cherry was buried in whipped cream somewhere in my cheek. I fished for it, with my tongue, as Ashley and I opened our mouths and pressed our lips together. Whipped cream oozed out all over. I pushed the cherry through the whipped cream, while the boys were laughing and having a good time, and finally forced the cherry and more whipped cream into Ashley’s mouth. When we successfully broke apart, we each got another shot of whipped cream in our mouths, and Ashley was told to transfer it back into my mouth. I think she lost the cherry in all the whipped cream for a moment. When she had it on her tongue, she pushed the cherry, along with a load of whipped cream, into my open waiting mouth. I think we finished 2nd, but I was sure it didn’t matter. I swallowed some whipped cream, ate the cherry, and finished the whipped cream in my mouth, but a lot of it was smeared all over our faces. The boys all rushed to lick the whipped cream off our faces and give us a kiss
The ropes holding the girls together were untied. We were told to line up and were blindfolded. I heard girls laughing. When 2 boys got to me, they tried tickling me. I wasn’t ticklish, except for the soles of my feet. Their busy little fingers tickled me in all the likely spots, but I never cracked a smile. I did wince and try to get away from the probing fingers. It seemed like almost all of the girls were giggling and laughing. A couple girls were cackling hysterically, and the boys really picked on them. I could hear a girl, a short way down the line from me, on the floor being mercilessly tickled. The whole tickle game probably lasted no more than 15 minutes. The girls were given some time to regain their composure, before we were gagged and ordered to bend over at the waist. I heard spanking/slapping sounds coming from the far end of the line, along with girls screaming and yelping into their gags. The boys were going to spank all of us. When they got to me, one boy held my wrists, with one hand, and kept my head bent down with the other. Two boys spanked my ass cheeks from behind. I think I received 10 whacks on each ass cheek. Some of them stung enough to bring a tear or two to my eyes. When they finished with me, I stood up and rubbed my fiery ass, with my bound hands. I could feel the heat coming off my still burning ass, and supposed the exposed parts of my butt cheeks were bright red.
After 10 minutes or so, all the girls seemed to have stopped all moaning or muffled complaining into their gags. We stood silently in line, tied, gagged and blindfolded, waiting for whatever fun the boys would have with us. Finally, Matt announced that the boys would be having a whipped cream eating contest. I could hear them rustling about to stand in front of a girl. I heard someone coming down the line of girls making a whooshing sound. When he got to me, my breasts were covered with cold whipped cream, from the pressurized aerosol can. When all the girl’s boobs were covered in whipped cream, Matt said, “Ready…..Set…..GO!” A boy grasped me by the shoulders and began licking and slurping at the whipped cream. He wolfed down the bulk of it, from both of my tits, and then used his tongue to go back over every inch of each breast, to lick me clean. It was an odd feeling, but when he licked my nipples, they tingled and felt really hard. I’m not sure who won, or if it even mattered. I was sure that Lisa and Matt had planned these games, for the boys to have fun with us. Someone came along, with a cool damp towel, and roughly wiped off my face and breasts.
Matt announced the names of 5 boys and 5 girls. The girls were to be released, and they got to take the 5 boys into the living room, tie them up and do what they wanted with them. That left Matt, Eric, Brandon, David and Peter in the rec room with Lisa, Ashley, Suzi, Beth and me. My blindfold and gag were removed, and I was summarily given to David. He took me outside into the pool area, picked up a terry beach towel, and led me through a pool gate into Lisa’s backyard. We walked about 50’ to the edge of Lisa’s backyard. The only light around was a single bulb over the sliding doors, where we had just come out of the house. There was a fence around Lisa’s backyard, and there were thick bushes in front of the fence. No one could see us. David spread the blanket down near the edge of the lawn. It was a balmy night and no breeze was blowing. I was quite comfortable in just my panties. David was one of the 2 boys that I skipped in the 1st TUG, because I took extra time to play with Matt. I did not remember anything about him from the slow dance TUG. David helped me sit down on the blanket. He extended my legs, bent my knees up and tied my ankles together.
As I sat there with my hands and ankles tied, naked but for my panties and 2” sandals, David started to talk! He told me about this video game, with freaky monsters, that he wanted to create. The weird thing, however, was that all the while he talked, he gently rubbed my toes. He told me that my painted nails, in my open-toed sandals, were very pretty. Thank GOD that I had sandals on and he could only rub the tips and tops of my toes, and he couldn’t suck my toes (UGH!). He never asked me anything and I didn’t want to interrupt him. He moved on to tell me that he was getting into fencing, as a sport, and told me about all the different types of swords and moves. I was yawning a little now. He wasn’t exactly a nerd or geek, and looked pretty cute and dressed well, as I recalled from school. However, there was something slightly odd about him. I wasn’t at all afraid of him.
Finally, he finished talking and helped me onto my back. He got partially on top of me, so that his chest was on mine, but his hips and legs were along my side. We started making out. Actually, David was a great kisser. His lips were soft and pliable. His kisses were moist, but not sloppy wet, and not too hard. He seemed to like sucking on my tongue. Just as we were really getting into it, I heard people coming, and we broke apart. It was Eric and Brandon, pulling a bound reluctant Beth. Eric spread a beach towel next to ours, and told us that Matt said we’d be out here, and that nobody would bother us. That seemed to be David’s cue to leave. I noticed that Beth wore just panties. Her wrists were tied behind her back, but she had an extra rope tied around her waist, holding her wrists in the small of her back, which made her nice tits, stick out more. Brandon pushed Beth down on the other towel, and suggested that they could play with us and trade off after awhile. Besides Matt, Eric and Brandon were my favorite boys at the party. Each of them seemed to know all the moves that I liked, and both could get me panting and moaning, so that I surrendered to them and wished for my vibrator.
Eric rolled me onto my side. He lay down next to me, so that we were facing each other and our bodies touched. His left arm supported my head, but his right hand was free to touch me anywhere he wanted. I can’t explain it, but only after a few minutes of kissing and making out, I was totally into Eric. His kisses took my breath away, and his hand made my body tingle, wherever he touched me. He rolled me onto my back, without breaking our kiss, and deepened it even more, while his free right hand started playing with my breasts and nipples. Eventually, I broke off the kissing and just lay there gasping for air with my chest heaving. Eric took this opportunity to move his mouth down to my nipples. He licked and teased each one, before he put his lips on my hard swollen buds and gently, but thoroughly, sucked them, which made me moan even louder than I had been while he kissed me. I was in such a state by then that I missed the switch.
All of a sudden I realized that Brandon was straddling my thighs. He bent over and kissed me, while his hands squeezed my breasts. For the entire time we played, I was flat on my back, with my wrists tied behind me, and my legs tied together. Brandon pinned my legs, with his hips. He pinned my upper body, with his hands on my breasts, and I couldn’t move my head, because we were constantly kissing, with his tongue in my mouth most of the time. I felt helpless to resist anything that Brandon was doing to me. But, why resist? I was a willing participant and he really turned me on. I moaned and whimpered for more and writhed and wiggled my hips and legs under him. He had pushed my breasts up and was squeezing them from their base. This made my already hard and tingling nipples stand up even more. Brandon scooted down a bit and took one of my nipples in his lips. He nearly drove me out of my mind, while he sucked each of my nipples several times. Then, he gave me a quick kiss, and he walked off with Eric.
When I eventually opened my eyes, Beth was sitting up and watching me, from the other towel. She said, “That was really HOT!” “Wanna BET?” I shook my head, no, and said that I was in no shape to “Bet” her, and we had no audience. “Let’s just play,” Beth said. God, she must really have been horny. Brandon and Eric never tied Beth’s legs, and before I knew it, she had crawled over and straddled my waist. I felt moisture from her wet panties on my stomach. She bent over, with her hands still secured in the small of her back, and presented one of her nipples just above my lips, saying, “The TUGs will be over soon and we can use our vibrators.” “I’m so turned on, Christine, and I want to keep it going.” “PLEASE SUCK MY NIPPLES.” Well, why not, I thought. Back and forth she went, giving me each of her nipples 4 or 5 times. I licked and sucked each one long and hard, making her whimper and beg for more. It was amazing. Her nipples must have been a full one inch long!
Beth slid down my abdomen, leaving a smear of her pussy juices, and bent over to kiss me. It was a hot desperate passionate kiss that seemed to last for 5 minutes, before she let me come up for air. After 2 more kisses, just as steamy as the 1st one, Beth scooted further down my body, until she was straddling my thighs. She bent over and began licking and sucking my nipples. Now I was moaning out of control, shaking my head mindlessly back and forth, and oblivious to everything except the feelings from my nips that shot straight to my pussy. Matt had walked up and caught us. He scared the shit out of me, when he said, “That really looks like fun, girls.” “Can I join you?” Beth and I jumped, gasped and blushed. “Beth, you’re coming with me,” Matt said, “I’ll be back for you, Christine, in a little while.” He helped Beth up to her feet, pulled and rolled me off the beach towel that I laid on, and walked off towards the house, with Beth and the 2 towels. I lay tied on the cool grass. It felt good on my body. I reflected on the evening, and wondered what other TUG Lisa had planned for me, and what became of Beth. Lisa’s party had been amazing.
Matt eventually came for me, untied my ankles and helped me to my feet. He led me off to the house. As we entered the pool gate and walked to the far end of the pool, completely out of sight from the sliders into the rec room, I noticed Ashley and Beth tied to the Cyclone fence that surrounded the pool. Both girls were blindfolded. Beth wore only her black panties, while Ashley had only her bright red panties on. Their arms were spread outwards and upwards and tied to the fence. A rope around each girl’s waist also secured them to the fence, while their ankles were tied together, posing the girls in a spread “Y” position. Matt walked me past the 2 girls and tied me to the fence, exactly like Ashley and Beth were tied. When he finished he took a few moments to caress my thighs, between my legs, and suck on my nipples. As he left, he told us that Lisa would be out to deal with us. While we waited for Lisa, we all said that we had a fantastic time. Since the boys took control, Ashley had been spanked again and went through the spinning TUG that Beth and I had experienced. Beth had also been spanked again, and was laid out on the workbench, in the workshop, while 3 boys alternated in kissing her, playing with her breasts and playing with her legs. Beth told about our time in the lawn and getting caught by Matt. I told them about David, and Ashley said that when she was with him, she thought he was a little strange. Then, we heard voices coming.
As they came closer, I could hear excitement and amazement in their voices, along with a little laughter from the girls. Lisa explained that she planned this special little surprise for the 3 of us girls, who were tied nearly naked to the pool fence. There were mummers of approval from a few girls. Lisa announced, I guess for the benefit of Ashley, Beth and me that the boys were finished, and were jerking off and getting dressed. I could tell that Lisa had a big smile on her face as she spoke. “We’re all going up stairs to use our vibes and get dressed,“ Lisa purred, “Would any of you girls like to play with them, or say goodbye, before we go upstairs?” Someone said, “Let’s see how turned on they are.” Lisa replied, in her sinister voice, “We could get them really turned on and leave them.” After several people put their hands between my legs, and felt my panties, I heard Suzi proclaim that all 3 of us were pretty wet. Someone else suggested, “We’ve got some time.” “Let’s get them really hot before we leave.” What followed was a steady stream of 5 or 6 girls squeezing and kneading my boobs, while they sucked my nipples. Several rubbed me between my legs, and most gave me a fast passionate goodbye kiss.
After they all left, Beth asked, “What are we going to do.” Ashley told her that we would just have to wait until someone came and freed us. I kept quiet. This was Lisa’s game, and I knew my best friend all too well. She had more planned for us. After about 10 minutes, I thought I heard something down the fence by Ashley. It sounded like a muffled moan. After a few minutes, I heard something going on with Beth, tied next to me on the fence. Now, Beth was sighing and moaning softly. My blindfold was removed, and Lisa used it to gag me tightly, whispering in my ear that she didn’t want me to wake any of the neighbors. She pulled down my panties, removed the wet Kleenexes, and pulled my panties back up. She bent over, facing away from me, and rummaged in a small tote bag. After a minute, she pulled out a buzzing vibrator and waved it in front of me. She stuffed that wonderful and welcome little devil down my panties, being sure to position the magical toy over my most sensitive area. Lisa was dressed in a blouse and short skirt. She laid back in a chaise lounge, facing us, and flipped up her skirt, to reveal that she wasn’t wearing any panties. She said, “I’m going to be right here, playing with myself, while I keep an eye on you 3 girls and make sure you don’t pass out!”
Ashley and Beth were already moaning and writhing on the fence. After a few minutes, the vibrator in my panties was having its desired effect. The buzzing and tingling in my pussy had fully registered on my brain. I started moaning and struggling, but I soon found that the struggling didn’t help much. Instead, I stood there simply rocking my hips back and forth, as much as the rope securing my waist to the fence would allow. My 1st orgasm built up slowly. Much too slowly for me, and there wasn’t any way that I could make it come any faster. When it did come, it hit me hard. My whole body trembled, from those wonderful waves of pleasure that pulsed through me, and I screamed my release into my gag. My eyes were closed. I could barely concentrate on what was happening to me. I had lost track of any perception of time, when my 2nd orgasm crashed through me. The sensations and pleasures were even more intense, and I think I screamed longer and louder into my gag. There was no stopping the buzzing vibrator. It churned away all through my 2nd orgasm, and was still buzzing, on high speed. There was no coming down. I felt my 3rd orgasm coming long before it hit me. It built rapidly and steadily. I rocked my hips, until it consumed my whole body. My knees buckled for an instant, but the ropes held me up. My whole body quivered and spasmed, for a long time. I felt someone touch my shoulder.
My eyes jumped open at being startled back to reality. It was Lisa. I blinked and looked around. Ashley and Beth were no longer tied to the fence. Lisa had a huge smile on her face, and asked, “Can you handle another orgasm?” I maybe too eagerly nodded my head, yes. The vibrator kept buzzing. Lisa was beside me, watching, during my last orgasm. She told me to relax, let myself go and enjoy it. “I’m going to help you this time,” she cooed. Before the implications of what she meant could register on my mind, my brain was flooded with more urgent signals from my pussy. My 4th orgasm was coming on. Lisa’s hands grabbed and kneaded my tits. Her fingers played with my nipples. Then, I felt her sucking on one of my nipples. I remember Lisa sucking my nipples, causing my mind to whirl with desire to come. I remember succumbing to the enormous orgasm and letting go with a blood curdling scream. The next thing that I remember was blinking my eyes open. I was sagging, being held upright by the ropes tying my arms and waist to the fence. Lisa was there, holding me steady, and smiling. I don’t remember when she took the vibrator out of my panties. She said, “You were really hot!” “I didn’t think anyone would pass out from orgasm overload!”
I first noticed Ashley and Beth standing outside the slider doors. They were still putting their clothes on, and when they saw me looking at them, they smiled and clapped their approval. Lisa had removed my gag and was untying me from the fence. All of my clothes and things were piled on a nearby chaise lounge. Lisa helped me into my bra, while I pulled up my shorts. Lisa carried my things, while I put on my blouse. We entered the rec room, where all the girls were waiting. The Hell with how I looked. What a GREAT TUG party! I reminded Lisa, Ashley and Meagan of the meeting at my house the next day at 3:00 PM. I invited Beth and Suzi, as unofficial leaders of their groups, to come too. We all raced into the living room, where the boys were waiting. It was about 2 minutes before 12:00 midnight, and parents were outside in their cars waiting to pickup kids. After hasty goodbyes, Meagan’s mom dropped me off at my house.
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