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 ASSTR;'CircleJilloff.txt'{Bunyip}(MF)[1!1] Subject: Circle Jilloff
Date: Sun, 12 Dec 2004
From: Bunyip/Siren
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Archive: AASTR/Authors/Aussie_Bunyip
CAUTION: This story contains adult themes not appropriate to minors.

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=== Circle Jilloff by Siren

   I was at this party where I knew almost nobody and I began getting close
to one guy, ending up sitting on his lap.  There were more people than
chairs so a number of the girls were on guys laps, and I remember looking
at one stunning blonde who was sitting on another girls lap as well.  As
the night wore on, and people got more and more drunk, inhibitions left
early, and the conversation became more and more crude, not really dirty,
but decidedly more sexual in content.

   Finally we were talking about masturbation and the pros and cons when I
blurted out that I didn't masturbate.  Thankfully as soon as I received the
first jeers from the guys, a couple of other girls said that Jerking off
was a guy thing.  We giggled a bit, probably hoping the conversation would
take another turn, when one of the girls said that she masturbated, and
liked masturbating, but but always preferred to use somebody elses hand!

   We all went quiet, then one girl said in a drunken voice "Huh?  What do
you mean?" The woman smiled and said that she preferred somebody else to do
the handy work for her, and with that she took the hand of the guy who's
lap she was perched on and showed it the way down the front of her jeans.
He didn't mind of course, he allowed her to push his hand down her jeans,
and she even rolled her pelvis to let him reach deeper down.  Soon he was
obviously rubbing her pussy inside her jeans.  I have to admit that I got a
bit wet at the thought of it, but was very quiet as I watched in awe at her
apparent sexual pleasure.  Her legs were now astride the guy's legs and she
lay back a little while he reached even further into her pants.

   The guy I was sitting on began to produce a lump under my butt and I
turned to see him going red.  It felt kinda nice to know he was getting
hard underneath me, and I wasn't going to embarrass him by letting
everybody know.  Besides that, I realised that there must have been other
guys doing the same thing.  Sure enough, as I looked around the circle I
saw other girls shifting uneasily on their partners laps, perched on
growing tensions no doubt, and they were looking around as well.

   There was no need to communicate what was going on.  These people mostly
went to school together so they knew each other well.  I was one of the few
who didn't share any history with them yet everybody there seemed to feel
at ease with this girl getting off with by partners hand.

   Then a second couple joined in with the guy putting his hand down his
girls jeans without objection.  In fact she giggled and gasped as he found
his way down there.  Another girl already had her boyfriend's hand on her
belly, apparently ready for the moment it became acceptable.  As I watched
she guided his hand between buttons on her dress and into her panties,
presumably.

   My guy, who's name I can't even remember now, was running his hand along
my belt.  My jeans were way too tight to "get into" the way that other
girl's boyfriend had managed.  I felt him undo my belt and to my surprise I
allowed him to undo my top buttons as well.  His hand massaged my belly for
awhile, although I finally realised he was searching for my panty
waistband. I undid my zipper and he slipped his hand along my belly till he
found my panty waistband.  I lifted my own panty waist so he could feel his
way down my belly, over my sensitive pussy mound, into my crevice, and
shudder and shake, into my wet little quim.

   I was horny and by the feel of the lump he had climbing up under my bum
he was as hard as he could manage while still confined that way.  All in
all, I saw at least seven couples "making out" the same way in our little
circle.  Two lone guys had their hands in their own pants, while a friend
of mine Pam, had undone a dress button at the front so she could slip her
own hand into her own pants.

   Somehow, and I can't remember when or how, it became a sort of race to
see who was going to get off first.  There was a gradual increase in
intensity with girls becoming rapidly more restless, legs spreading, groans
issueing forth, gasps and more groans until Pam let out with a shriek of
pleasure and the claim, "I've come, eh come first!"

   That just encouraged most to try harder and soon it was obvious that one
of the lone guys had pulled his butter out, and then the other.  It just
goes to show that "He who does himself, does best!" or is that "She!"
Anyway the three loners were the first to wet themselves, Pam was still
rocking in her sat with her hand deep down underneath herself while the two
guys were coming to terms with the fact that they just shot in their own
undies, at a party in front of everybody no less.  Of course us girls often
"come" into our underwear, but I guess we are so wet down there that we
don't get upset about it.  After all, I understand that boy or girl, we
come about a teaspoon load at a time, don't we?  I guess some come
"louder".

   I was getting hot, very hot, I have to say, and seeing others getting
off made me even hotter.  So much so that I slipped my hand in with Mike's
hand, -gee I did remember his name, and pushed his fingers onto the right
spot, then helped him find the rythm I needed and voila!  I come in like
ten seconds flat, and we come faster than all the other couples.  I was a
champion, embarrased when I realised what I had done, but flushed with
success.  Mike put his fingers into his mouth and sucked my juices from
them, much to my embarrassment, but apparently much enjoyed by everybody
else who by now, were busy coming themselves.

   Pam grinned at me and I grinned back.  I had found a new toy, or at
least a new game for a toy I hadn't fully used until then.  Couples were
kissing and some began to go away to find somewhere provate to continue
with the game.

   Mike didn't get the benefits that he had hoped for, though I found out
that almost everybody else got laid that night.  Everybody except Pam and
I, and Mike of course.  Instead, Pam took me home, and we ended up sleeping
together, naked!.  As the night progressed, and each of us mentioned
another part of the night that had impressed us, we managed to Jill off as
we spoke about it.  I very much enjoyed what I had learnt, and sometime
toward moorning, we enjoyed each other, and that's another story!