Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. ASSTR;'Hello There'{Bunyip}(MF)[1!1] Subject: Hello There Date: Tue, 30 Nov 2004 From: Bunyip Organization: Archive: AASTR/Authors/Aussie_Bunyip CAUTION: This story contains adult themes not appropriate to minors. =========================================================================== === Hello There by Bunyip I see you sitting there with your legs crossed. I see you watching what is standing right in front of you, that sweet young blond, the one with the long flowing hair that hangs like a curtain down her back, reaching even past her bum. I know that you probably saw her hair first then followed it right down past her short, short skirt. I guess that if I were a guy I'd already be hard and horny at the sight of her sweet young buns exposed by the shortness of her skirt. I know that you can probably even see the fork of her panties from where you sit, and it's driving you nuts, or perhaps driving your nuts! She stoops to put her drink on the side table and she exposes her panty crotch to you. Though young and innocent she probably knows you are watching, and thrills at your attention. I bet she is arroused as she feels your eyes on her panties. Even I can sense your sweet cock swelling at the sight of her panty crotch. I begin to wet at the thought of your cock, at the thought of her sweet young pussy turning you on. Maybe she hasn't even experienced sex yet, but she knows what it's all about, and I would gladly swap places with her, to experience my first sex again. I take a deep breath as you finally notice me, and notice that I have watched you, and am still watching you. You shift in your seat and I can see that you are hard, and can't hide it. You have to hope that I am the only one to have seen it. I raise my glass to you and smile, and you smile back. Now we're both playing the same game. I am wearing a long slinky black dress, and though I fill it out well, I still look slim and sexy in it. Without a bra, my breasts are constantly slipping against the silky material, and my nipples have been arroused to erection all evening. My pussy, which I have already said to be wet, is bare as I wear no underwear at all. That's why I've been standing all night. I'm too horny to sit without risking a wet streak on my skirt. I lift my glass to take a sip of wine, and as I do I slide my finger up my dress making sure to slip it up over my erect nipple. I take a sip and then suck on my finger tip. Then I follow the same path back again and I can see that you are watching my every move. I grin before licking my lips all around with just the tip of my tongue, and then mushing my lips. I can see you are again uncomfortable in your chair, and as if acting in concert the pretty young blonde bends over to retrieve her glass, bending rather lower than before and showing her lemon knickers to you for a very long time. Are you rock hard now? I bet you'd stick your cock up her sweet young pussy without as much as an introduction. To be honest, I'd do the same thing if I had one! Even so, I could imagine her sweet naked flesh joining me in bed, I don't mind female company! As she stands up, her friend leaves, so I walk over and stand between her and the party. You look agitated as if I am about to chastize the sweet young nymph, but instead I say "You look very nice, are you enjoying the party?" She smiles and says "Oh, It's OK. I was hoping to find a friend here." "Girl or boy?" I ask with a knowing grin. She blushed slightly, and said "Oh I don't care..." then leaning toward me she added "I'm just horny, and I didn't want to go home alone." I smiled at her and she knew that she had made contact with a like soul. "I'm Peter" she said "Well Petra really, but my friends just call me Peter." I took her hand and held it as I looked into her eyes and saw a younger version of me looking back. "I'm Sharon, and the hard and horny guy behind you is Ron. Maybe you'd like to come home with us tonight?" "Oh I'd like that." she said as she smiled at Ron who was still sitting with a hardon the size of some of the smaller states. I liked Ron's cock when he was this horny, he could nearly split me going in, fill me completely and then unload a gallon of spunk into me. This poor young thing had better have done her stretches before she tackles my horny husband. The party had thined out and most of the guests were either upstairs inside the house, or around by the pool. We were almost alone, and well away from prying eyes so I took her in my arms and held her breast to breast and begun dancing to the music from uptairs. She put her head on my shoulder as I rubbed her back through her light clothing. She had no bra on but I knew she had knickers on. As Ron watched from behind I lifted her skirt for him to see her sweet bum. She giggled as she finished her wine and tossed the glass into the garden. I had finished mine as well so I copied her and tossed mine as well. Now with both hands free, lifted her skirt again and found the waist of her lemon panties. I rolled them down over her hips and buttocks and pushed them part way down her thighs. She whispered into my ear that I could take them off, completely! I moved my hands around her hips pushing the panties down as I went, until I reached her tummy, and she parted her legs just enough to let the leg elastic out of her bikini line. Then they rolled down easily and she stepped out of them. I tossed them to Ron who by now would be dying to flip his cock out and either poke it somewhere, or stroke it off. I know him well. I rubbed tummy to tummy with Peter as if one of us was a male poking the other. She seemed to enjoy the game and she began nibbling my ears. It made me suddenly chirp out a pleasing gasp, and I wanted to get this girl in bed with me as soon as we could get Ron home. I winked to Ron and he stood to go tucking his cock to one side as he stood. To the casual glance it might have looked like he was adjusting his trousers, but Peter and I watched his erection being shifted from straight up to be forced to lie to his left side. Peter was obviously drooling, mouth and pussy, at the sight of Ron's cock. It's his greatest asset! I introduced Peter to him and she immediately leaned over and kissed him. Ron smiled and we left right away without even saying goodbye to the hosts. Rude really but when I'm horny I have a one track mind, and so does Ron. We got to the car and Ron drove while I took Peter into the back seat. As Ron headed home at 'best pace', Peter and I began hugging and then kissing. She darted her tongue into my mouth on the second kiss but I had already slipped my hand up under her dress and into her panties. She was sloppy wet and had soaked her panties with her juices. My own were crtainly not dry but I was envious of her capacity to wet herself with lube. I guessed that perhaps she had been on the hunt all night, and Ron was simply her most recent attempt at getting laid. It wasn't that the party had a shortage of men, and even though there were a lot of married or steady couples there, the men and women knew each other pretty well, and were in very mixed company. I guess Peter hadn't struck a man who was sufficiently alone to be approached. Peter was all over me, literally and soon straddled my lap as my hand still slopped about in her gaping cunt. She would soon have her juices all over both of us, but that thought excited me. Peter and I tongue kissed fo so long that we were soon in our own neighbourhood. By the time Ron was pulling into our driveway I was whipping her pussy into a lather, and she responded by bucking about on my lap so that my hand seemed to almost dissappear up her gaping hole. Finally I slipped a middle finger into her bum, and although she at first sat up quite stiff, clenching her butt around my finger, she soon relaxed again and then oozed out a moan accompanied by what I thought had been her first orgasm with a woman. She later told me that she had orgasmed a few times on the journey. Ron got out and opened the doors, to the car and the house. Peter and I followed giggling away like a pair of school girls. Inside Ron quickly dropped his trousers and then sighed as his cock spilled free. His cock must be as long as my forearm and just as thick. Peter drooled at the sight of it and went straight over to put her mouth over it. She barely swallowed his cock head before starting to gag, which seems natural as Ron's cock has a head the size of a plum, or for a more accurate comparison, a golf ball! Peter sucked on Ron for mere seconds before the poor dear shot his load into her mouth, and she didn't miss a beat. She must have swollowed it all and just kept on sucking, which kept Ron hard. He never did go down that time and it surprised me, though I know he was horny enough to fuck her right there on the carpet back at the party. I directed the two of them to our play room. The "Play Room" is a spare bedroom with a large firm bed, having a perfect love mattress, plenty of various size and shaped cushions, dim red and purple lighting, arrousing essential oils, and a CD player stacked with our most "relaxing" music. The walls are papered in erotic art prints and there are naked statues of David and Venus as bed posts on each side. Each side of the bed is a wood grain cabinet full of toys, massage oils, and some bits I think are better left to your imagination. It's our very own, private bordello. Peter had aleady dropped her dress in the hallway and was stepping out of her knickers. I was close to naked myself and Ron was standing there in his underwear, tucked under his massive erection. Peter and I helped him disgard them and we three were ready for some serious fucking. I pressed the play button on the CD player and away it went randomly playing a suite of sultry but sexy background music. "It's Fucking Time!" I said as Ron waved his cock at Peter.