Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience.
 
 Author: CW
Title: One Week with Heather: Graduation with Heather
Part: Part 3
Summary: Aaron and Jess are invited to a Heather's highschool graduation
party as the guests of honor
Keywords: F+M, fdom, femdom, anal, oral, enema, humil, bd, sm, spank,
cons, light scat

   Graduation with Heather (One Week With Heather 3)

   CW (c) 2017



   Please send all comments and feedback to cw5523729@gmail.com



   Disclaimer: everything you are about to read is fiction.  Any
similarities to any real persons or events are coincidental.



   Prologue

   About six months after our honeymoon, Jess got a call.

   "Oh, hi Heather, how are you?" she answered.  We had spoken to her off
and on since the day of the honeymoon, but we hadn't seen her since then.
Jess and I had been trying out new things in bed and we had discussed them
with Heather, both for advice and because talking to her about them was a
turn on for both of us.

   "Hi, Jess, I'm having my high school graduation party next weekend, and
I was hoping you and Aaron could come," she said lightly.

   "Oh, sure, we don't have any plans, I think we can make it," Jess said,
slightly confused.

   "Great!" said Heather, "I'll email you instructions tonight!"

   Jess was confused because Heather was seven years younger than her, and
five years younger than me.  In addition, we lived nearly two hours away
and knew none of her friends.  We were acquainted- well, correction, 'I'
was acquainted with a few of them, but not exactly on a social basis.

   That night, Jess received the email and said to the screen, "Oh,
fuck.... Aaron!  Come here!"

   Chapter 1



   We arrived at Heather's house at 2 pm as instructed.  The party was to
start at five, but she said that we needed plenty of prep time first.  I
drove and parked in her driveway (Well, her mom's driveway, I guess), and
shut the engine off.  We both sat there in silence for a minute.

   "Are we up to this?" I asked.

   "We are," Jess said, though whether she was trying to convince me, or
herself, I didn't know.

   "Ok, it's now or never," I said.

   With that, we both began stripping until we were as naked as jay birds
and moved our clothes to the back seat.

   It was broad daylight, and anyone would be able to see us, but Heather's
instructions were explicit that we approach the door completely nude.

   Cars were driving up and down the street, so we had to wait for a break.
I took the opportunity to check out Jess' tits as we sat there, which of
course resulted in an erection.  Finally, with no cars in sight, we exited
the car simultaneously and ran to the front door.  We hurriedly knocked and
waited.  Neither of us tried to hide our nakedness; even though Heather had
specifically forbade it, based on past experience it would be heavily
frowned upon which would be a bad way to start things.

   I was terrified that Heather wouldn't answer, and she would just leave
us standing there naked indefinitely, but the door opened right away.

   "Hi, kids!" Heather said, beaming.  "How was the trip?" She acted
totally oblivious to our pending indecent exposure charge though she was
clearly blocking the doorway with her body.

   "Fine, Miss Heather, may we come inside?" Jess asked quickly but calmly.
Certainly more calmly than I felt.

   "Not just yet, I'm afraid.  So that I know that you guys are serious
about this, I need you to prove it to me.  Aaron, I need you to bend
Jessica over right here and take her from behind."

   Jess and I looked at each other in horror.  My heart dropped and I
didn't know what to do.  Jess did though.  She swung around, bent herself
over at the waist, and spread her legs.  I stared at her exposed pussy for
only a second before Heather bust out laughing.

   "I'm only messing with you guys!  Quick, get inside before you both get
arrested!" she said, stepping aside.

   We wasted no time hurrying through the door which Heather closed behind
us.

   "All right, have a seat.  First, Jess, I greatly admire your willingness
to 'take one for the team' out there.  But we need to get serious for a
moment," she began.

   "I want to make sure you both fully understand what I am asking of you
tonight and that you are both willing to do this," she said.

   Jess answered first, "I will do it.  I have to protect Aaron," - she
reached over and took my hand into hers - "I don't want to see him go to
prison.  I know you have that stuff on him."

   "Look," Heather said, "Let's skip the whole 'I'll call the cops!' BS. 
You both know I really won't and I need you both to agree to this
willingly." Heather never spoke like this.

   Jess let go of my hand and absently played with the tip of my penis. 
"Geez, Heather, you are taking all the fun out of this.  You are a real
buzz kill today," she said.

   "I know you guys have been expanding your sexual horizons a lot over the
past 6 months, but I'm not going to kid you.  This is going way beyond the
fun we had on your honeymoon, and even quite a bit beyond the stuff I put
Aaron through on his first time here.  You DID tell her all that, as I
ordered, right Aaron?" She had briefly gone back to her Mistress tone.

   "Yes, Ma'am," I said, "everything!"

   "Oh boy, did he ever.  I can't tell you how wet some of those stories
made me, too.  But ok, let's be serious for a moment like you asked.  Aaron
and I are both adults; we talked about it at length before we came here
today.  Can I say we are necessarily ready for what's to come?  Maybe not,
but we are here because we want to be, of our own volition, understanding
that no consequences will happen if we refuse.  We knew, from your
instructions, that we were in for some pretty hardcore shit tonight, and we
decided that we were going to stick it out no matter what transpires.  We
trust you enough to go through with whatever you want us to do.  Is that
good enough for you, 'cuz I swear this discussion is actually drying me up
down there.  Start bossing us around already!"

   Heather smiled and stood up, crossed the room, and knelt down in front
of Jess.  She spread Jess' legs apart, spread her pussy lips apart, and
kissed her on the clit.

   "Ok then," Heather said, "Let's have some fun."

   Chapter 2

   We were going to be wait staff for Heather's party.  That was basically
what the email said, but it made it clear that we were going to be expected
to cater to more than just her guests' drink needs.  She didn't say exactly
what we would be doing - hell, that would take most of the fun out of it -
but she told us to make sure we were presentable and to show her that by
arriving at her door completely nude, as mentioned earlier.

   "Alright, I'm glad to see you both shaved as instructed," Heather began.
She had us both standing in the middle of the living room, with our arms at
our sides for inspection.

   Heather ran her nails across Jess' pubic mound, confirming it was as
smooth as glass.  Then she toyed with my balls for a minute to confirm the
same.

   "I am going to have to make sure you guys are clean inside as well. 
Jess, you know I used to give Aaron enemas.  Have you ever had one before?"
Heather asked, caressing Jess' left ass cheek at the same time.

   "No, Ma'am," said Jess, in her best submissive tone.

   "Enemas are great for making sure that this hole - " - she spread Jess'
ass cheeks apart and touched her tight hole there - " doesn't soil Aaron's
beautiful cock " which she said as she wrapped her hand around it.

   "Both of you, head into the bathroom and bend over the tub while I get
my tools," she said.

   We both took up position in the bathroom with our bottoms facing the
door behind us.  I turned to Jess and whispered, "Are you sure we are up to
this?"

   Jess smiled back and whispered "Nope, but I'm sure it will be
memorable."

   Heather returned and I glanced over my shoulder to see her carrying a
basin containing two enema bags with attached hoses and a bottle of lube. I
made a mental note to ask her at some point where she got all this stuff.

   "Ok, slaves, here we go," she said, hanging the bags from the knob of
the medicine cabinet.

   "Eyes forward," she said when she noticed us both peeking over our
shoulders at her.  We both responded immediately.  It was too early in the
day to test her patience.

   I heard the lube bottle click open followed by squirting.  A moment
later, I felt her hands part my cheeks and heard more squirting, this time
hitting my hole.  She rubbed it around for a moment before pushing her
finger into me, lubricating the entrance liberally.  Out of the corner of
my eye, I saw her move over to Jess and repeat the procedure.

   Next, I felt the tube being slowly pushed into my rear.  She slid it in
as far as it would go and I jerked a little as it bottomed out inside of
me. Seeing that, she drew it back a couple of inches.

   Jess had never received an enema and wasn't exactly sure what to expect.
She wiggled a bit as Heather started to slide the hose into her bottom so
Heather reached over and steadied her with her other hand.  She said later
that it was a strange feeling; not unpleasant or as filling as having a
cock or dildo in there, just different somehow.

   Heather stood back up and opened the valves on the hoses and I felt the
familiar warm water flowing into me.  Jess started at the sensation and
again Heather had to grab her cheeks to steady her.  At first, the feeling
was actually enjoyable and comforting in a hot-water-bottle kind of way,
until the pressure began to build.

   "That's enough movement, slave," she said sternly.  Heather had never
called us "slaves" before today.  I don't know if it was sparked by Jess'
speech about bossing us.

   "Just so you guys know, I am giving you these enemas for two reasons. 
Number one, because I love the look of both of you, bent over, with those
gorgeous tubes sticking out of your rectums," Heather said.

   She then knelt down in between us and began to massage our bellies as
the sensation of fullness began to creep in.  I was used to it but Jess was
clearly trying hard not to move around.

   "But number two, because I have a strong feeling that, by the end of the
night, you will both thank me for cleaning you out so well," she finished
enigmatically.

   My abdomen was becoming distended and I couldn't resist the urge to move
around a bit as it became uncomfortable.  Heather began massaging harder
and said, "I know, I know, only a little bit more."

   "Miss Heather, I don't think I can take anymore," Jess pleaded.

   "Since this is your first time, I think we can cut you a little slack,"
Heather said kindly.  She stood up and turned off the flow, waited a
moment, then knelt back down behind her.

   "I'm going to slide the tube out now.  You need to control yourself and
hold everything in.  Don't even ask what will happen if you don't," Heather
said, a bit unnecessarily I thought.

   She slowly withdrew the tube and I heard Jess gasp.  "Oh god," she
muttered.

   I glanced over my shoulder and saw Heather reach into the basin and pick
up a small butt plug.  I don't know if Jess had ever had one of those in
her either, but today was going to be a lot of firsts I supposed.

   Heather lubed it rapidly and positioned it at Jess' butt hole.  Without
warning, she drove it into her causing Jess to cry out "Oof!  Fuck!  What
the hell?"

   "There, that will hold it in for now," she said and turned her attention
back to me.

   I was moaning away at the discomfort, and at the knowledge of what was
next.  Sure enough, Heather began lubing up a second butt plug (they were
both fairly small ones, just large enough to serve their 'corking' purpose)
and then slid my tube out as well.

   I knew the drill and tensed myself for the violation that came a moment
later.  I exhaled heavily.

   "Ok, fifteen minutes should be long enough to make your colons clean
enough to eat off of.  So to speak," Heather said cheerily.

   Chapter 3

   "Hey, Aaron, long time, no see.  Who's the slut with the huge tits?"
asked a voice I recognized, but it wasn't Heather's.

   "Cara Anne!" shouted Heather.

   "Hi, uh, Cara.  This is Jess, my wife," I replied conversationally, as
if I wasn't bent over a tub with a butt plug facing her.

   I watched over my shoulder as Cara walked up behind Jess, bent down, and
rammed two fingers straight into Jess' pussy, without warning, making her
shriek.

   "Damn, she's wet!  She must really get off on having things stuck in her
ass.  I can see why you married her," she said while sawing her fingers in
and out of my wife's vagina roughly.

   In the couple of years since I'd last seen her, Cara had blossomed quite
a bit, having developed curves and a decent sixteen-year-old rack.  Her
boldness had not changed one bit, however.

   Jess was panting and moaning at the same time.  Heather pulled her
sister's fingers out of my wife and yelled, "Damn it, Cara, get out of
here!"

   "Ok, ok I'm leaving," she said.  She turned to me and said "Have fun
tonight, you love birds!" and she blew us a kiss before giggling and
running off.

   "Sorry, Jess, my sister is bitter because I wouldn't let her come to the
party, but it wouldn't have been fair as I have a lot of friends who didn't
make the cut since they weren't eighteen.  I insisted that all guests by of
legal age.  I was strict about that," Heather explained.

   "It's..  it's ok," Jess said, out of breath.  "The pressure is really
starting to hurt though, Mistress."

   "Ok, I'm going to remove the plug.  You will feel a sudden need to
release, but you will need to close really tight and hurry to the toilet,
understood?" Heather asked, gripping the base of the plug with one hand. 
"Yes," Jess croaked.

   Heather put her other hand on Jess' ass to steady herself and then
withdrew the plug from my wife's butt with the same grace and poise as
Excalibur sliding from the stone.  Rather than lofting it triumphantly
however, she tossed it into the sink, and instead of a Lady of the Lake she
had a Naked Girl on the Throne

   I'll spare my readers a detailed description here.  It happened pretty
much as you think it did.

   I groaned and grunted while I waited impatiently for Jess to finish
expelling and clean herself, but eventually, she did.  She slid from the
toilet and sank to the floor, drained from the experience.

   "Ok, you know how this works, Aaron.  1,2, 3!"

   Repeat more of the above.

   After we both recovered, Heather instructed us to stand up, bend over,
and spread our cheeks for inspection.  We did so and I really, really hoped
we passed because I had no doubt about whether Heather would repeat the
procedure if necessary.

   Heather slid her middle finger into Jess first, twisted it around a bit,
and withdrew it.  She seemed to study it like a fine gemstone and then gave
it a quick sniff.  Apparently, she passed because she tapped Jess on a butt
cheek and told her she could return to the living room.

   She slid into me next and I twitched a bit as she routed around in me. I
held my breath as she assessed me, but luckily I passed as well.  Heather
washed her hand then told me to wash all the gear before I left the
bathroom.

   Chapter 4

   "All right, the guests are going to start arriving in about 30 minutes.
This is the point of no return if you guys want to change your minds,"
Heather said.  Jess responded with a look of disgust.

   "I didn't drive four hours round trip to take a tube up the ass and get
finger fucked by your little sister!" she said, throwing her hands in the
air in exasperation.  "Ok, ok, I get it!" Heather said defensively.  "Then
the last step is banging out a couple of orgasms from both of you so that
you" - she pointed a finger at Jess - "aren't dripping fluids all over the
place and you " - she pointed at me this time - "aren't leaking pre-cum all
over the place.  Or, for that matter, blowing your wad the first time
someone touches you." My staying power, Heather knew well, was not
legendary.  Heather clapped her hands together and told us to each get on
all fours.  She left the room for a minute and returned with a Banker-type
box with the words "Party Favors" written on it in Sharpie.

   She opened the lid just enough to reach in and pulled out a small towel
and a vibrator.

   "K, bit short on time here, so I'm afraid I'll have to dispense with the
usual hoopla and just be all business.  You both have permission to cum,"
she said.  I felt her hand grab my cock from behind and she began pumping.
At the same time, she reached between Jess' legs with the vibrator and
wasted no time finding her clit.

   We were both already pretty on edge from being worked on in the
bathroom, and neither of us lasted long.  Ok, ok, I shot my load straight
down on to the towel within 3 minutes but Jess' time of 6 minutes didn't
set any records either.

   Heather continued to milk me for a full minute after I came to ensure
that every drop was spilled.  Jess had it a little worse.

   "Oh, oh god, Mistress Heather, I'm cumming!" she cried out.

   "I know you are, baby, but it's not that simple.  Aaron, since you are
done already" - the condescension in her tone was noted - "I need you to
hold Jess steady for me."

   "Oh, oh fuck, ok take the vibrator off please," Jess asked.

   "No, not just yet honey, I need another cum from you first," Heather
said with what sounded like genuine pity in her voice

   "Ow, fuck, no, I can't, Mistress Heather," Jess said.  She started to
try and wiggle off the vibrator but I held her still.

   "Yep, you can.  It's going to hurt, just ride it out," Heather said.

   "Ow, aww, god please, oh" Jess said in apparent agony.  She tried to
lift her hands up to move away, but Heather said sternly " Don't you move.
Aaron, hold her firm."

   "Oh fuck, God oh, aww....  oh, god here it comes again!"

   Heather continued working the vibrator over her clit while rubbing her
ass.  "Come on, sweety, give mommy one more cum!"

   "Oh fuck, I'm coming again!  Mommy, I'm coming again, please stop! 
Ooooo God, ooo.." Jess pleaded.

   Heather thankfully pulled the vibrator away and said "That's my girl, I
knew you had it in you," Heather said.

   Jess collapsed on to the carpet.  Once the climax finished racking her,
she rolled over and spoke to Heather.  "Fuck, that felt good and hurt like
hell all at the same time," Jess said after a few minutes of rest.

   "I know, baby, but time's a'wastin' and we got to get you guys dressed
for the party," Heather said.

   'Dressed', incidentally, meant a bow tie for me, and stockings for Jess.
Both of us somehow actually looked more naked than when we were naked. 
That's Heather for you.

   Just then, the door bell rang.

   Chapter 5

   To the right of the door was a sheet taped to the wall labeled "Ground
Rules"



   "Any violation of the below will result in expulsion.  Zero Tolerance.

   #1, No photography of any kind

   #2, No asking for names or other personal details #3, Nothing that will
result in injury or permanent marks

   #4, Heather retains veto power over everything
REPEAT: ZERO TOLERANCE"
Heather had insisted that we answer the door, still naked of course. 
Jess and I held hands, looked at each as we took a breath and Jess said,

"Here we go."

   I reached for the knob and opened it.  Outside were 2 boys and a girl,
all Heather's age.  The guys saw us and began laughing; the girl put her
hand to her mouth and gasped.  "Oh my god, Heather was serious!" she
exclaimed.

   We were exposed to anyone who should happen to be driving by and looking
at Heather's house, so we both stepped aside and Jess put on her best fake
smile.

   "Welcome!  Please come in," Jess said as if she wasn't exposing her
entire naked body to 3 teenagers barely old enough to vote.

   The three came in and I closed the door as quickly as possible.

   Heather made the introductions.  "Jane, John," she said, addressing us,
"meet Stephen, James, and Valerie."

   Heather had told us that she would be introducing us as Jane Doe and
John Doe.  She was telling her friends that we were both being blackmailed
as a result of some unspecified really horrible thing we had done.  If her
friends knew we were there willingly, it would spoil everything, and her
friends would be more willing to take advantage of us if they thought we
were rotten people.  Also, she advised that, for obvious reasons, we not
reveal any personal data that could be used to identify us.

   Stephen was 6' tall, very handsome, and built like a linebacker which he
may have been since he was apparently one of those guys who wore his
varsity jacket everywhere despite the fact that it was over 80 degrees that
day. .  He also looked like a real prick.  James was much shorter, much
scrawnier, and much more plain, wearing a plaid button down shirt, khaki
shorts, and glasses.  Valerie was blond, skinny, flat chested, and wore a
short tight black skirt.  She also wore what had to be an illegal amount of
makeup.

   "Shit, Heather, check out this slut!" said Stephen, standing in front of
Jess and eyeing her up and down at least 5 times.  James was to his side
and I saw him check her tits out, then he turned away.  He appeared to be
blushing profusely.

   Valerie was checking me out silently.  She was the first to make
physical contact with either of us as she ran an obnoxiously long
fingernail up my ass crack which made me shiver and gave me goose bumps. 
She gave me a smile that was not at all comforting.

   The doorbell rang again.  Evidentally, Heather's invitation had ensured
that this was not the kind of party to be fashionably late too.

   Jess and I both slipped away to the door and opened it to greet two
girls and two guys.  The girls were both ones I knew: Sandra and Amber. 
Sandra's tits were still just as huge as I remembered and she still dressed
like she knew exactly how big they were and how much guys would like to
ogle them.  Amber, as last time, was dressed very conservatively, wearing a
plain brown top and matching pants, but I remembered that there was little
conservative about her.

   "Hi, Joe," Sandra said.  As she stepped through the doorway, she cupped
my balls and squeezed them lightly.

   Heather spoke first.  "It's 'John' today.  And this is his wife Jane. 
John, you already know Sandy and Amber, of course.  And this is Brian and
Tim," she said introducing the two guys.  Both of the guys were decent
looking but unremarkable.  They didn't give me a second glance as they were
too busy checking out Jess' body.

   Amber checked me over one time and turned her attention to Jess as well.
Standing in front of her, she examined Jess' boobs and then hefted them in
her hands as if weighing them.  She addressed me but never took her eyes of
Jess' tits as she said "You have excellent taste, Joe.  Oops, sorry-
'John'. I recall you were a breast man."

   Stephen spoke to Jess, "Hey, Twat, why don't you get me a beer."

   "Yes, sir," Jess replied.  Apparently trying to get on his good side (if
he had one), Jess made a pretend curtsy, holding apart a pretend skirt as
she did.  Of course, all she really accomplished was giving everyone in the
room (except James who still seemed to have trouble looking in her
direction) a better view of the inside of her pussy which spread apart some
as she did so.

   I went with Jess into the kitchen to help her.  I remembered where
everything was from my first trip here so I got out a bunch of glasses,
filled them with ice, and put them on a couple of serving trays.  Jess got
out an assortment of beers and sodas from the fridge and placed them on the
trays also.  We knew that no one (except us) was of legal drinking age, but
it didn't seem like it would be in our best interests to say so.  We
returned to the living room with the trays.

   Chapter 6

   We both went around with our trays and offered a drink to each guest.  I
served the girls, Jess the boys.

   Most everyone just eyed us with lust as we went around, but when Jess
got to Stephen, he said to her, loudly, "You must be a real whore to agree
to this sort of thing." Jess muttered, "Yes, sir.  A real whore."

   With everyone sitting around and drinking, Stephen then turned his
unwelcome attention to me.  Specifically, my cock, tiny from having cum
earlier.  I may or may not have mentioned that, while erect, I'm average
sized, but flaccid I'm quite pathetically small.  He got up and came over
to me.

   "Hey, girls, come see how puny this dudes cock is!  I feel bad for that
bitch to have to be screwed by this wussy thing.  He is basically a girl
with it, perhaps she is a dyke." he said, pointing and laughing.  Heather,
who was standing over with Jess and Sandra, looked in our direction and
frowned heavily.

   He continued, "The guys on the team are never gonna believe this.  Put
your hands behind your head, pussy." He reached into his back pocket and
pulled out his phone, aiming it right at my penis.  Inwardly I groaned at
the thought of Heather's entire class laughing at my tiny prick, but I said
nothing.  I put down the drink tray and did as he asked.

   Heather struck with the ferocity of a mother lion protecting her cub. 
She had been sitting cross legged on the couch but when she saw the phone,
she jumped into a standing position on it, leaped over the coffee table
towards us, and was on the opposite side of the room in two steps.  She
slapped the phone from Stephen's hand, launching it like a Hacky-Sack and
crashing it into a wall.  "Hey, what the he-" he began.

   "Get out.  I don't know if you didn't think I would eject anyone or if
you are just too fucking stupid to read, but I don't care either way. 
Out." The fire burning in her eyes was something I had never seen before.

   "Fuck that, I'm not going anywhe-" he began, but before he could finish
the sentence Heather's right knee crashed into his crotch with a force that
resembled a derailing freight train.  The effect, of course, was immediate.
He doubled over and went to move his hands to protect his nuts but not
before Heather managed to land a second knee strike there.  I didn't
realize it, but I had cringed and was crossing my legs.

   Stephen was now on the ground rolling and groaning when Heather said to
Brian and Tim, "Boys, would you help our friend out?"

   Brian said, "Gladly!"

   They each grabbed an arm and pulled him up from the floor.  James opened
the door for them and the two guys tossed him out onto the walkway where he
collapsed and continued to roll, holding his balls.

   Amber picked up his phone and yelled, "You forgot this!" She then hurled
it out the door, way past where he lay, and it skidded into the street. 
James slammed the door closed.

   Heather looked around the room at everyone and said, "I hope no one else
wishes to test me."

   Chapter 7

   Amber spoke first.  "Heather, I have to ask.  Why the fuck would you
invite that asshole?"

   Heather frowned.  "I didn't, really.  He was eavesdropping when I was
talking to Sandy about the party and he threatened to tell the whole school
and turn this place into chaos if I didn't invite him.  I didn't have much
choice.  I'm sorry,...  John." I'd seen her mouth begin to make the letter
A sound, but she caught herself in time.

   "It's ok," I said, not sure what else to say.

   Amber came to my side and raised my tiny member up with a bent finger.
"Not to be rude, but why IS it so small?" she inquired.

   "Um, genetics I guess," I responded, eyes downcast.  I shifted my hands
to block my penis slightly.

   Amber burst out laughing.  "I meant, right this second.  I don't seem to
recall that you had a problem in the past getting it up for pretty girls."

   Heather answered for me.  "I forced them both to orgasm just before you
all got here, so he is probably still recovering."

   Brian jerked his head towards Heather and said, "Both of them?  For
real?" He looked at Jess is askance.

   Jess blushed and said, "Yes, for real."

   Tim went to Jess as well and asked, "How did she do it?"

   Jess blushed even deeper crimson.  "She had me get on all fours and used
a vibrator on me until I climaxed."

   "And then????" Heather asked.

   Jess paused before saying, "and then, she kept going until she made me
cum a second time."

   "Holy shit, Heather!" Brian exclaimed.

   I noticed that James alternated between looking down at Jess' pussy and
looking away at nothing.  He seemed to be fidgeting uncomfortably and
trying to subtly adjust an erection in his pants.

   Amber spoke next.  "And you, John?  What did she do to you?"

   It was my turn to blush.  "She had me on all fours as well and milked me
till I came into a towel."

   Sandra said, "That sounds like Heather, all right!"

   Heather decided to get things going by suggesting, "Why doesn't everyone
check out our staff?"

   Amber was first to say, "Great idea,"

   She put her hand under my balls and played with them lightly.  With her
other hand, she reached around and squeezed my ass cheek.

   "I think we'll get you hard again before the end of the night.  At least
I hope so; I have plans for this," she said, moving from my sack and using
her thumb and forefinger to roll around the tiny cock-head.

   Sandra had moved behind me and ran her hands along my ass as well.  "Me
too," she purred.



   Meanwhile, Brian and Tim were checking out Jess.  Brian was toying with
Jess' nipples while Tim ran a finger up and down her slit.  I saw her
shiver a little bit.

   Valerie had taken in interest in Jess as well.  I saw her squat down
behind Jess and spread her ass cheeks apart.  She appeared to be studying
it intently and smiling.

   She stood back up and whispered into Jess' ear "I'm going to have fun
with this," she said, cupping her cheek.  Jess made no movement.



   Brian was clearly getting aroused by playing with my wife, and I saw him
adjust his pants.  Heather noticed as well.

   "Brian, you appear to be getting a bit uncomfortable over there. 
Perhaps Jess can help you with that?" Heather offered.

   Brian was a bit taken aback, despite everything he had seen so far. 
"Um, ok!" was all he said.

   "I'm sure the gals could use a little release as well.  Why doesn't
everyone take a seat and drop their drawers," Heather suggested.

   Amber and Sandra were already well acquainted with what to expect and
did so immediately.  Amber slid her pants and panties down to the floor
exposing her fuzzy but well-trimmed crotch; Sandra dropped her skirt and
showed that she had had nothing else underneath it except her shaved
privates.  Neither girl seemed to have any problem exposing themselves to
the three boys in the room.  Not that they had shown much in the way of
modesty last time I had met them.

   Brian and Tim were both a little shocked by the events and James was
downright awestruck.  Still, they weren't going to miss out so they both
dropped their drawers and hopped on the couch.  James slid his way over
towards a wall but made no effort to undress.  He kept looking around
intently and was clearly uncomfortable.  Valerie stayed off on the opposite
side of the room and remained clothed also, but she didn't appear
uncomfortable, just fascinated.

   "John, Jane, I think you both know what to do," Heather said, gesturing
towards the half-naked teenagers on her couches.

   "Yes, Ma'am," we both said in unison.

   I went down on Amber first, Jess went down on Brian.

   With so many of them to service, I didn't waste any time with foreplay.
I immediately pulled her nether lips apart and buried my tongue in there.
Not surprisingly, she was already dripping wet.

   I ran my tongue up the inside of one lip first, then the other, before
poking the tip in and out several times in a row.  With the formalities
finished, I headed north and began teasing her clit.

   Jess still wasn't a fan of oral sex, but she wasted no time taking Brian
in her mouth.  She slid him all the way in until just before the point of
gagging (she was not a Deep Throater) and back out at a rapid speed.  She
toyed with his sack at the same time.

   Unsurprisingly, her client climaxed first (I thought the race a bit
unfair, but I digress.) Jess frowned as his load shot into her mouth but
she was a trooper and swallowed all of it.  He was still dribbling when she
slid away from him and moved onto Tim, wiping her mouth with the back of
her hand.

   I pushed two fingers into Amber while I licked at her nub and she began
panting hard.  A minute later she put her hand back and cried out as her
body tensed and she climaxed.  Meanwhile, Jess was already under way with
Tim's cock in her face.

   As I moved from Amber to Sandra, I heard Tim grunt as he came into my
wife's mouth.  Again, Jess made sure to swallow everything.  Whether
because she was afraid of being punished if she didn't or because she
wanted to make everyone happy, I don't know.

   I was shoving my tongue into Sandy while I thumbed at her button when I
saw Jess walk over to James.

   "Sir, would you like me to pleasure you orally?" she asked him. 
'Pleasure you orally?' Who spoke like that?

   "Um, no thanks, I'm, I'm alright," he said stuttering a bit.  Jess
frowned.  I'm pretty sure she was unprepared for a guy to refuse an offer
of a blow job from her.

   "Sir, I'm very good at it.  It's ok, really, I don't mind," she said,
trying to convince him.

   "No, I'm sure you are, it looked like it, no, no, really, I'm good," he
stammered.  Jess frowned even deeper.  She went over to Heather.

   Sandy was just climaxing at that time, so I couldn't hear the
conversation, but I saw Jess talking into Heather's ear.  She appeared to
be listening thoughtfully, then she smiled and nodded.  I think I saw
Heather mouth "I'll be right back." Jess just put her hands behind her back
and waited, looking down in shame.

   Heather returned a minute later with a riding crop.  Sandy was still
gasping for air as she came down off of her orgasm.  I moved over to
Valerie and asked if I could please her.

   "No, I'm good," she said dismissively and turned to watch my wife. 
Ouch, I thought.  That hurt.

   Heather started speaking way too loudly, obviously so everyone could
hear.

   "Jane, I've very disappointed that you didn't service everyone like I
instructed.  I have no choice but to discipline you with this here crop,"
she said.

   "Ma'am, I am very sorry, I tried my best, I understand that you will
have to whip me," Jess said, eyes downcast.

   To my ear, this all sounded absurdly fake.  Jess, as I mentioned in a
previous story, wasn't a great actress, but fuck, Heather basically had a
graduate degree in Lying and Deception.  I expected better from her. 
Either way, James' eyes went wide and he appeared horror stricken.  He
didn't move though.

   Heather continued, "Bend over the table then so that I can whip you."
Jess did so, slowly, hoping James would intervene.  I don't think she had
an escape plan for if he didn't.  Luckily for her, I saw Amber (still naked
from the waist down) get up and go over to James.

   "Hey, you're going to let her get whipped like that?" she said.  I could
tell she wasn't fooled by soap opera level acting and had decided to play
along.  James started at that and it appeared to snap him out of his
trance.

   "No!  Wait!  I, uh, I, uh" he struggled for a moment, but then said, "I
told her I just needed a minute to get ready.  I'm ready now!  You don't
need to whip her!" Nice save.

   Heather had already drawn back to make a swing at Jess' ass which was
presented to her.  Heather confided later that she had been fully prepared
to carry through if needed; she had had no qualms about cropping me before.

   Jess blew out an obvious sigh of relief.  Amber helped further by
leading James over to the couch and sitting him down.  Sandy jumped in by
unbuttoning his pants for him before he could change his mind.  She pulled
them down and exposed the erection tented up in his underwear.  I noted
they had a huge wet spot in the middle.  Sandy yanked those down, too.

   Jess moved quickly to take her position between his legs.  Amber
whispered in his ear, "Don't worry, she won't bite.  Much."

   Jess moved to whisper in his ear too, "Thank you, Sir.  Have you ever
had a blow job before?"

   He shook his head.  "It's ok, I'll be gentle, Sir," she said smiling at
him and retreated down south.

   Amber and Sandra watched as Jess took him into her mouth and sucked
softly on the tip of his penis before sliding him all the way in.  She was
taking much more pride in this blow job than she did for either of the
other two boys.  They didn't seem to be offended though.

   James lasted about as long as you'd have expected and quickly began
breathing fast.  Amber put her arm around him and whispered "Go ahead. 
Shoot into her pretty mouth." Sandra ran her one hand up and down his
thigh, and the other hand she lay on the back of Jess' head as she bobbed
it up and down.  I wondered if he ever had even fantasized about having one
pretty girl performing oral sex on him with two others, bottomless, on
either side cheering him on.

   James grunted a loud "Uh!" a moment later and squirted into Jess' mouth.
As before, not a drop was spilled and she thrust her hand up and down on
his shaft until he was finished.

   Heather began a round of applause which made everyone else laugh and
join in.  Jess stood up, wiped her mouth, and curtsied again.  "Thank you,
everyone," she said, smiling.

   Chapter 8

   Once the applause had finished, Valerie spoke up.  "Ok, my turn to
play," she said, a menacing gleam in her eye.  She crooked a finger and
signaled for Jess to come over.  "Oh, fuck me," Jess said aloud before
catching herself and covering her mouth with both hands.

   Valerie frowned at her, "You have a very dirty mouth, little girl.  Come
here NOW." Jess knew she was in for it and tried to hurry over in hopes of
making her happy.

   "Stand up straight," Valerie said.  "Hands behind your head.  Spread
your legs." Jess did all of these while the rest of us watched.

   "Stay here," Valerie said, and she went over to the desk across the
room, She routed around in the drawers for a few minutes and grabbed a few
items that I couldn't see which she placed in her pockets before she
returned.

   Standing in front of her, Valerie teased Jess' nipples for several
minutes until both were hard as rocks.  Once they were, she reached in and
removed the item from her pocket - a metal spring binder clip.  She held it
in front of Jess' eyes went wide in understanding.

   A moment later, Jess gasped as one clip was placed on her left nipple.
Valerie left it there for a moment, then flicked it with her finger and
smiled as it bounced up and down.

   I saw Jess wince as her other nipple received the same treatment shortly
thereafter.  Valerie flicked both of the clamps and giggled at the sight of
them vibrating off the ends of my wife's huge tits.

   Valerie leaned into Jess' face and kissed her tenderly while reaching
down and kneading her pussy like a pound of dough.  Then, she drew away and
moved to Jess' rear

   "Spread wider," she said.  Jess did so and Valerie bent down behind her.


   "Pull your cheeks apart for me," she instructed.  A moment's pause and
then Jess reached down and did so.

   Valerie touched at Jess' hole a couple of times and watched her jerk a
little bit.  Then, without warning, she slowly pushed her middle finger up
into Jess' ass until her knuckles struck cheek.  Jess went up on her tip
toes a bit but didn't move from her position.  Valerie reamed her digit in
and out a few times before pulling it out.  We all watched on, entranced.

   Valerie returned to Jess' front and held up the finger that had Jess
been inside it a moment ago.  "Open," she said smiling.  Jess looked like
she had just been slapped and didn't open.

   Valerie responded by yanking on one of the binder clips which made Jess
shriek.  Valerie moved quickly and shoved her finger in while Jess' mouth
was still open.  Jess tried to close it but succeeded only in closing her
mouth around the finger.  She made a disgusted face.

   She tried to pull away but Valerie reached behind her head and prevented
her from doing so.  "Suck," she commanded.

   Jess did nothing for a few seconds but knew that it was senseless to
struggle.  She began sucking the finger, frowning horribly.

   Valerie pulled her finger back out, moved it down to Jess' pussy, and
inserted it there next.

   "Wet, I see," she commented.  She fingered Jess for a few moments before
putting it back at her mouth again.  "Open," she said again.

   Jess didn't bother fighting this time and did so.  She sucked her pussy
juices off of the finger without being told to.

   "Good girl," Valerie said.  Valerie removed the binder clips from both
nipples which made Jess wince again as circulation was restored.  Valerie
massaged them for several seconds.

   "You were a very good girl, indeed.  Now go wash your dirty mouth out in
the kitchen," she said, patting Jess on the cheek.  Jess ran into the
kitchen and did exactly that.

   Chapter 9

   I mused silently that it was a good thing for the enemas after all.  I
wondered if Heather had put her friend up to it or not.  I never asked, and
figured it was better not to know.  Jess would later tell me that she
really hadn't been able to taste anything at all thanks to Heather's
thorough cleansing, but she certainly wasn't going to let Valerie know
that. God only knew what she would come up with to 'up the ante' at that
point.

   Watching my wife being defiled by Valerie had gotten me aroused again
and that fact did not go unnoticed by her.

   "Hands behind your head," she said.  My heart dropped a bit, but I did
so.

   "You seem to enjoy watching your wife be tormented.  Is that true?" she
asked.

   "Yes, Ma'am, I guess so," I said.

   "You think it's ok to get an erection while I torture your wife's
nipples and shove a finger in her ass?"

   "Um, no, Ma'am, I guess not," I said.  I wasn't really sure what the
right answer was there, but I suspected it didn't matter anyway.

   "No, it's not, of course," she muttered.  She walked over to one of the
drink trays and took one of the empty glasses still holding ice.

   She walked back in front of me and withdrew a cube that she rolled about
in her hand.  She went behind me, spread my cheeks, and rammed the cube
there.  "Squeeze!" she barked.  I nearly fell forward, but she reached
around and grabbed my cock to pull me back.  I settled down and tried to
clench my cheeks on the frozen cube.

   Once she was confident I was holding it, she went back around to the
front and picked up two more cubes.  She put them in her palm and
unceremoniously cupped my scrotum with them.

   I tried to raise up on my toes to pull away from the ice but Valerie
just pushed up higher.

   She held them in place for a minute then started moving them all over my
crotch.  Meanwhile, my asshole had gone numb.

   I heard the cube fall out and hit the floor.  Valerie didn't get mad
though, just handled it in stride.  "Heather, please take a fresh cube and
reinsert it in his ass." I wasn't used to hearing Heather take orders
rather than give them, but she jumped into action and did as she was told.
Another cold, hard lump was wedged into my bottom.

   For what felt like hours, but was probably only a few minutes, I felt
the cold burn both back and front.  Finally, Valerie pulled the cubes away
from my cock and inspected it.

   "There we go, all small again.  That's the way it should be, you naughty
boy," she said, patting me on the sack.

   Sure enough, I was just as tiny as when the evening began.  Apparently,
I just wasn't destined to have an erection tonight.  "You can drop now,"
Valerie said.  The cube in my ass went klunk to the floor.

   Chapter 10



   Heather said, "Alright, enough of this second base stuff.  Let's have
some adult fun." Where I grew up, second base didn't include blow jobs,
nipple clamps, and ass play, but I kept that to myself.

   "Guys, you can go first since John is going to need a little while to
warm up.  Jane, lay on your back there.  John, I want you to sit on the
side of her and hold her hand," she said.

   Brian moved towards Jess first but Heather stopped him.  "No, James
first."

   James turned white as a sheet.  Heather went over to him and put her arm
around.  She leaned in close and whispered, "This is your first time,
right?" He nodded almost imperceptibly.  "Jane will take good care of you.
You can do this.  Let me help you," she said unbuttoning his pants again
and lowering them to the floor.

   She took him by the hand and led him to my wife's waiting vag.  Brian
seemed to find it amusing and started to make a comment that began "Geez,
Jimm-" and that was as far as he got before Heather shot him a look of
death that in the movies would have been accompanied by a flock of ravens
cawing and flying into the night as lightning crashed in the background.

   Presumably from the stress of the situation, James was only flying at
half-staff.  Heather politely helped by bending over and taking his soft
member into her mouth and sucking gently until he grew hard.  Once he was,
Heather slid off and smiled at his erection.

   Turning to Jess, she stepped over her and straddled her torso, facing
him.  Then, she reached down and pulled up both of Jess' legs so they were
straight up in the air, and spread them apart, giving James easy access. 
Jess simply lay there as Heather took charge.

   "K, just slide in.  I'm sure you won't have any trouble," she said with
a smirk.

   I looked down and saw the sheen all over Jess' pussy and knew she was
right.

   James took a huge breath, aimed, and pushed in.  Or, at least, tried to.
He shoved blindly like guys do in the movies and as a result, his dick
collided with her pubic mound.  He winced slightly and looked down.

   Amber had sneaked up behind him and reached around for his cock.  He
started as her hand closed on his penis, but she put her other hand on his
back and whispered "Easy there," into his ear.  She pointed his cock at the
target for him and he thrusted again.

   As promised, he slid right in and quickly bottomed out against Jess'
pelvis.  He pulled back out, went too far, and slid out entirely.  He
quickly corrected by grabbing his own dick this time, re-aiming, and
plunging back in.  Luckily for him, he had received the blow job from my
wife earlier in the evening and as such was able to thrust for several
minutes (which is probably several minutes longer than he would have
otherwise) before filling my wife's hole with his seed.  Amber held his
back as he tensed and moaned, pressing his ass in tight against Jess. 
Spent, he slid out and sat down on the floor.

   "That was awesome," he said to no one in particular.

   "Perhaps you should give Jane a kiss to thank her," Sandra suggested.

   "Uh, ok," James said.  He crawled over on his knees and bent over Jess'
face, leaning in awkwardly.  Heather was still holding Jess' legs in the
air, so it was a bit crowded there, but Jess reached her head up to meet
James lips in a quick, but cute, kiss.

   "Thank you, Sir, for fucking me so well," Jess said politely with a
smile.

   "Uh, you're welcome?" James said but it was clearly more of a question
than a statement.

   "Next!" Heather called out, as if serving up deli meats, not my wife's
privates.

   Brian jumped up first and came over.  He surveyed the scene for a moment
before pulling his pants off.  He then went back over to the Party Favor
box and removed the bottle of lube from it.

   Returning to Jess, he first squirted some on his cock and rubbed it in
before squirting some onto Jess' ass and rubbing it in there as well.

   "Push some in too, don't break her!" Heather warned, still standing at
position holding Jess' legs up and spread.

   Brian looked up at her, then down at Jess' butt, and used his finger to
work some into her anus.  Probably from a fear of Heather, he worked his
finger in and out of her butt for way longer than was strictly necessary to
lubricate her.

   Greased up, he tried to then position his prick at her entrance, but
found she was too low for him to slide in.  Amber saw his predicament and
brought two big pillows from the couch.  Sandra pitched in to raise Jess'
privates far into the air as Amber slid the pillows under her.

   Now with appropriate access, Brian lined himself up at her hole, held
his cock there for a second, and then pushed in as far as he could go..

   Despite the preparation, Jess still gasped as he drove into her.

   "Wow, she's tight down there!" Brian exclaimed as his thighs slammed
into the back of Jess' legs.

   "Hmmm, maybe that means I need to work her out down there more often,"
Heather said thoughtfully.  "Enjoy it while it lasts!"

   "I am!" he assured her.

   Pound and pound he went into Jess' bottom before a final push all the
way in as he exploded.  As he grunted, he made several last pushes,
apparently trying to drive his cum as far up into her colon as possible. 
Or maybe I was just bitter as I sat there by my wife's head, holding her
hand as she got plowed.

   Anyway, he slid out and went to clean up as Tim stood up last.  He took
off his pants but apparently didn't know what to choose.  He'd already had
a blow job from Jess and her other two holes were already full of other
guys loads.  I guess my wife wasn't enticing enough for sloppy seconds. 
Sorry, still bitter.

   Valerie solved his dilemma by coming up behind him and pulling him down
on the other side of Jess' face.

   Once down on his knees there, Valerie grabbed the bottle of lube and
greased her own palm, positioning herself behind Tim.  Reaching around, she
grabbed his erection and began stroking him.  Tim made an "Mmmm" sound as
she made a circle with her thumb and forefinger and used it to tease the
rim around his cock head.

   Back and forth she went around the sensitive area and I saw his ass
cheeks clench with each brush.  He started swaying a bit and Valerie held
his back to steady him as she continued.

   I saw him start to breathe heavy, as did Valerie who responded by
slowing her pace.  He moaned slightly in frustration.

   Once he had relaxed, she sped up her teasing again, once again bringing
him near the brink, before slowing down and denying him.

   Three more times we all watched this same routine before Tim begged,
"Please..."

   "Please, what?" Valerie asked lightly, still brushing his cock head.

   "Please let me cum," he croaked.

   ""Please let me cum,' what?" she inquired.

   Tim was confused and didn't know how to answer.  The frustrating
sensations on his penis didn't help much, but fortunately, Sandra leaned
over and whispered in his ear.  Dawning showed on Tim's face.

   "Please let me cum, Mistress Valerie," he answered.

   "Good boy," she said, giving him a stroke down the full length of his
cock.

   "If I let you," she continued, "where are you going to cum?"

   Again he was confused, but figured out the answer for himself this time.

   "Um, on her?  On her face, I mean?" he guessed.

   "Exactly," and with that, Valerie doubled her stroking, instantly
pushing him over the edge.

   Stream after stream of hot sperm splashed across Jess' face.  I saw her
squeeze her mouth and eyes closed just before they struck.

   The first stream landed across her lips, the second across her left eye
and forehead.  The third hit her nose and because her head was tipped
backward from being propped up on the pillows, one nostril became clogged
up.  Jess tried to exhale to push it away and only managed to blow a small
bubble in the goo.

   Valerie turned his cock towards Jess' tits and the final two shots
sprayed across them.  Tim slipped away at that point and I reached over
with my free hand to clean some of the stuff off of her face, but Valerie
wasn't quite finished and slapped my hand away..

   She massaged the jizz into Jess' boobs like lotion, working them all
around her nipples and the underside of each breast.  Returning to her
face, she spread some across her lips, then rubbed some onto each cheek. 
Finally, she spread a little across her belly, making sure to poke some
into her navel (the one hole my wife had that was thus far unpenetrated.)

   Finished, she smiled and said, "There you go, all pretty," as she looked
down at my cum covered wife.  "Heather, put her legs down.  Slide out the
pillows and let her sit up with the cum on her while she watches everyone
play with her husband," Valerie directed.  I looked down and saw that
watching my wife being debased by everyone had made me erect again.

   Chapter 11



   Sandra saw my member and said, "Looks like it's time for the girls to
play!"

   "John, lay down on the floor like Jane did," Valerie continued, still
orchestrating.  "Amber, please climb onto his penis," she said.

   Valerie's tone was always very calm and neutral, not threatening in any
way, yet for some reason, the way she delivered her instructions caused
everyone to obey without question.  She had said for Jess to sit down and
let semen dry all over her body with the same infliction that one would use
when asking someone to pass the salt.

   Amber climbed on top of my erect rod and slid her slick tunnel onto it.
She began sliding up and down on it while reaching down to play with her
own pussy; basically using me like a sex toy.  I didn't complain.

   Before she reached orgasm herself, my own began to build up.  Valerie,
however, dropped down next to me and as Amber slid up, she slipped her own
two fingers around to the base of my cock, squeezing it tight.

   The feeling of her fingers pushed me over the edge, but her fingers kept
a death-grip on my shaft, trapping the urge in.  I whined in frustration at
the same time that Amber put her own head back and cried out in orgasm. 
Valerie ruffled my hair and smiled as Amber continued to bounce up and down
on me.

   When Sandra's turn came, she walked over to the Party box and withdrew a
strap-on dildo.  She eyed it for a few moments before putting it on and
buckling it behind her (she was also still naked from the waist down.) She
went over and picked up the bottle of lube from where it was still lying
near Jess and greased the phallus liberally.

   Valerie instructed me to roll over and get up on all fours, facing away
from Sandra.  This was a position I was becoming well acquainted with and I
felt my hole being lubed immediately thereafter.  I had no illusions about
where things were going.  Valerie stood up and straddled me on her knees,
facing Sandy.

   The now-familiar pressure of the dildo pressing into me followed, slowly
at first, then picking up the tempo once Sandy got going.

   Sandy kept bounding off of my cheeks and I winced with each thrust.  I
couldn't see it at the time, but Jess would tell me later that Valerie was
playing with Sandy's pussy as she sawed in and out of me.  That explained
the shouting I heard a few minutes later which ended with Sandy remaining
bottomed inside me for several minutes as she finished climaxing.

   Chapter 12



   Heather eyed my still erect member.  She remembered that I hadn't gotten
any relief since masturbating me before the party began.

   "We've been taking advantage of these two all night.  Let's give them
some relief themselves," Heather said generously.

   "John, Jane, both of you, all fours, over there," she said, pointing.

   Jess and I both did so.

   I heard rustling behind us as Heather went through the box of Party
Favors.  I tried to look over my shoulder but she shouted, "Eyes forward!"
I quickly obeyed.  "Brian, Sandy, here, take one each."

   I heard her take up position behind me, and I saw Brian out of the
corner of my eye take up position behind Jess.

   "Go ahead, you two, start playing with yourselves," Heather said.

   Hesitantly, I reached back and gripped my member and started pumping
slowly.  Jess reached for her own pussy and searched for her clit.

   A moment later I felt the sharp crack of a paddle on my ass and fell
forward.  I had to release my cock to steady myself.  Jess received the
same whack on her ass as well and I heard an "eek!"

   "Keep going," Heather directed.  "As soon as you each come, we'll stop."


   I reached back and hurriedly began stroking again.  A minute later
another crack on the ass came to both of us.  While the strike wasn't
really painful, it stung enough to make focusing nearly impossible.

   Jess was frantically trying to strum her nub in between the strikes and
didn't seem to be having much success.

   After two more stings, I felt my orgasm building and finally came onto
the floor just as Sandra landed one more whack, mid-squirt.

   Jess was still rubbing her pussy trying to build up a rhythm but the
painful whacks to her ass were too distracting.

   "Mistress Sandra, Master Brian, may I have permission to eat out my
wife?" I figured they would really got off on the "Mistress" and "Master"
titles and sure enough, they both readily agreed with a laugh.

   "Come on, baby, you can do it.  Cum for me," I said into her ear.  She
turned to me, a tear running down her cheek and kissed me.  "Ok," she
muttered.

   I slid under her and moved my head into position at her pussy.  Her slit
was directly above me and I saw her shake from another slap on the ass. 
Quickly, I pushed my neck up and found her clit, still covered in James'
cum.  I licked rapidly through it and pushed two fingers into her at the
same time..  She started rocking her hips against my face as her ass was
assaulted one more time.  Suddenly her back arched and both hands clenched
the carpet as she came.

   "Oh shit, fuck, shit!" she cried out.  I felt her walls tighten briefly
on my tongue and both legs squeezed my face.  Brian saw her ass clench and
release with each wave, so he stuck the thin edge of the paddle into her
ass crack as the next one washed over her.

   I reached up and used a finger to rub her clit resulting in another wave
and Jess' fist pounding the floor.  Finally, she collapsed to the floor,
the paddle still wedged obscenely in her ass.

   Chapter 13

   Everyone collapsed around different parts of the living room, either
floor, couch, or love seat.

   Amber was sitting on the sofa with James' head resting in her naked lap.
Brian was resting with Sandra's head on his chest and his arm around her.
Valerie disappeared entirely and I discovered later she had made herself at
home in Heather's bed alongside Tim.

   Heather laid down on the floor.  Jess and I went to spoon her, me in the
rear, Jess in the front, when Jess realized that Heather was the only
person in the room still fully clothed.

   "Heather," she whispered, "you never got any release yourself, did you?"

   She shook her head a tiny bit and whispered back, "I knew you guys had
your work cut out for you.  I didn't want to make it worse because I loved
you guys for doing this, but, God, am I horny from watching everything all
night."

   "That's the most selfless act I've ever heard of.  There could be a
Noble peace prize in your future," I whispered in mock seriousness causing
her to giggle.

   Jess turned to face Heather and reached down to unbutton her pants.  I
helped to pull them down, exposing her shaved slit (per Heather's SOP, no
panties were worn.)

   Jess slipped a finger into Heather's pussy and, naturally, she was
dripping wet.  Heather spread her legs a bit to give Jess better access.

   From behind, I slipped my own fingers into Heather and started stroking
them in and out while Jess toyed with her clit.  It wasn't long before
Heather buried her face into Jess' massive boobs to stifle her cry of
pleasure as she received her long overdue relief.

   Her head resting on Jess' chest, both of our arms encircling her, is how
she finally fell asleep.

   Chapter 14

   Brian was the first person to awaken the next morning.  He went over to
Jess and shook her.  Sleepily, Jess opened her eyes and saw Brian's cock
staring at her face.  Without further discussion, she took it into her
mouth and sucked him off.

   Jess woke me up next (the old fashioned way, with a shake of the
shoulder, not a mouth on my penis.) "Let's stay on everyone's good side as
we wake them," she suggested.  I slid away from Heather who continued to
sleep.

   I didn't know what she meant until I saw her go over to James and start
blowing him.  Taking the cue, I went down on Heather.  Her eyes opened
groggily as she saw my face buried in her slit.  She smiled down and
stretched as she yawned.  She rubbed the side of my face lovingly as I
tongued her.

   Jess took Sandra next who awoke pleased to see my wife pleasuring her.
She tussled Jess' hair as she was eaten.

   Valerie and Tim must have been awoken by the sounds of sex since they
exited Heather's bedroom shortly thereafter.  Valerie came out fully
dressed and looking as perfectly composed as when I had last seen her while
Tim came out fully naked, carrying his clothes in a pile in front of him,
and walking with a very pronounced bow-legged hobble.  He rubbed his ass as
if it were sore, and sported vicious looking nail marks along his back, but
nothing was ever spoken about it.



   Everyone (save for Jess, myself, and Valerie) took turns cycling through
the bathroom to clean themselves up and get dressed.  Jess and I prepared
some breakfast foods that we set out for everyone to fill up on.  We stood
by the table serving items as the guests requested them.

   Valerie was buttering a piece of toast when she commented, "Jane, you
had a hard work out last night.  I'm sure you could use some protein." I
suspected that she was about to give another blow job, but I was wrong.

   She continued, "Jane, bend over the table." Jane did so, moving some
plates out of the way to make room for her huge boobs which squished flat
against the table.

   "John, take her from behind," she said, chewing on the toast.

   I pushed into her and began pumping.  Valerie saw that I was building up
and instructed: "When you orgasm, I want you to shoot your load onto her
back." She nibbling on a piece of watermelon as she said this.

   While everyone else was eating breakfast, I continued to plow my wife on
the kitchen table in front of them.  Just before I exploded, I withdrew and
shot several streams of my love in various directions across her back. 
After finishing, I started to step away when Valerie spoke again.

   "John, scoop up each shot with your fingers and feed it to your wife."

   I took two fingers and cleaned up the first line from her, stared at it
for a moment, then reached around to her face.

   Jess was quite comfortable with eating semen by this point in the
weekend and turned her head willingly towards my fingers, opening her mouth
wide.

   I inserted them and watched her lick the cum from them while Valerie
drank a glass of milk, leaving a large milk mustache.  I'm pretty sure it
was intentional.

   I repeated it two more times, feeding her the jizz while everyone
continued to watch around the table.

   Valerie reached over to the corner of Jess' mouth and cleaned a small
drop of sperm from it with her finger.  She put it into Jess' mouth as she
said, "Missed a spot."



   Chapter 15



   Everyone was preparing to leave.  It had been a tiring night for
everyone, though Jess and I particularly.

   Brian came over to Jess and put his arm around her.  He glanced around
and slipped his phone out of his pocket.  He moved it back into selfie
position when he was busted by Heather.

   "Hey!" she shouted.  "You know the rules!" She started moving towards
him when Jess pulled away from Brian's arm and stopped her first.

   "Wait, it's ok.  He...  he can take it," Jess said uncertainly.

   Heather frowned and lowered her voice so only Jess could hear it.

   "Are you sure?  Really sure?" she asked in confidence.  Jess paused
before answering.

   "Yes.  In fact, Aaron and I are going to both pose with everyone," she
said with sudden conviction.  "One photo per person, whatever pose or
situation they want." She lowered her voice even more.  "The thought of
these kids masturbating to my photo later on really turns me on."

   Heather laughed, "Ok, then!  Listen up, everyone.  Our servers have
graciously offered to allow each of you one selfie per person, any pose you
want," she announced.

   "We did?" I asked incredulously.

   "Yes, we did," Jess confirmed.  She pointed to Brian.  "You first," she
said.

   Brian went back to her side and first put his arm around Jess, then
thought for a moment, and cupped one of her boobs with the other hand,
using his thumb and forefinger to pinch the nipple a bit as he did.  SNAP.

   I posed for the second photo with Amber.  She pushed her chest against
me, grabbed the bottom side of my cock, cocked one leg up in the air, and
blew a kiss at the photo.  SNAP.

   Tim handed his phone to Jess and asked her to take the shot.  She was
momentarily confused but took the phone and held it out.  He then buried
his face into between her boobs and began motorboating them while he
grabbed her ass.  SNAP.

   Sandra went back over to the Party Favors and removed the strap-on.  She
latched it around her waist and lubed it up.  "Let's go, John," she said,
pointing to the spot in front of her.

   I went over and got down on all fours yet again.  She knelt down and
slid the dildo into me without comment.  Once she buried in all the way in
and bottomed out against my ass cheeks, she held her phone out and said,
"Smile!" I tried to feign a smile as best I could with the toy impaling me.
SNAP.

   Jess gestured to James, "Come on!" James went over and stood to her
side. He took out his phone and pointed, but she stopped him.  Before he
could ask why, she reached down and unbuttoned his pants, pulling them and
his underwear to the floor.  She then handed the phone to Amber who took it
willingly.  She bent over in front of him, and said, "Put it in my ass."
She pointed to her backside, just in case he didn't know where it was.  He
stared at her butt for a moment before pulling her cheeks apart and saw her
hole, still lubricated from everything that had been rammed and/or squirted
into it in the past 24 hours.  Once he had slid his cock into her bum, she
turned to Amber and smiled.  SNAP.

   Next, I went over to Valerie, but she said "No, I want her," pointing at
Jess.

   Jess' shoulders visibly slumped, but she went over nonetheless.

   Valerie handed the phone to me and asked me to take the photo.  She
turned to Jess and bent down in front of her pussy.  She spread the lips
apart with one hand and teased Jess' clit for a few seconds to make it
stiffen and stick out.  When it did, she reached into her pocket and pulled
out another binder clip.  Before Jess could react, it was clipped in place.


   Jess damn near collapsed as she doubled over, but Valerie caught her and
pulled her back up.

   "Smile," she said.  "The quicker you do, the quicker it comes off."

   Jess tried her best to fake a smile through the pain.  Valerie, to me,
said, "Make sure the clip is visible in the photo." Sure enough, the chrome
metal finger wires of the binder clip were sticking angrily out from the
top of Jess' abused vagina.  SNAP.

   Valerie removed the clip and Jess fell against Valerie's chest.  Valerie
put one arm around her and, with her other hand, massaged Jess' clit for
several seconds.  "There, there, I know," she purred.

   Epilogue



   Everyone had taken the opportunity for one last feel or squeeze on the
way out except for James who gave Jess a light kiss on the cheek and a
thank you.  Jess smiled back, patted his crotch, and said "Anytime." The
party was finally over.  Jess and I both collapsed, still naked of course,
on the couch, with Heather sitting in the middle.

   "Last night was incredible, Heather," Jess said.  She put her hand on
Heather's thigh and ran it up and down lightly.

   "Thank you both for doing this," Heather said.

   "Hey, remember, we chose to do this.  And, I can't speak for Aaron, but
I loved every minute of it.  Well, the finger from my ass to my mouth was
rather unpleasant, and I wasn't particularly fond of the binder clip on my
clit, but everything else more than made up for it," she said.

   "You do have some pretty sick, perverted friends, by the way," I
commented.

   Heather smiled and said, "Birds of a feather, as they say!"

   "There's only one problem though," Jess began, looking somber.

   Heather looked upset.  "What is it?"

   "How are you going to come up with something to top this weekend?" Jess
asked with a giggle.

   Heather laughed and said, "Don't worry, I'm sure I'll come up with
something!"

   Jess said, "I think we owe you one final selfie."

   "Owe ME?" Heather said, incredulous.

   "Yes, Heather.  Thanks to you, Aaron and I now share a bond that
wouldn't have been possible a year ago.  We owe that to you," she said.

   Jess then got up and went to retrieve Heather's phone.  "Aaron, make
yourself hard for the photo," she said, suddenly taking charge.

   "Yes, Ma'am," I replied and began stroking myself to an erection.  Jess,
meanwhile, laid herself across Heather's lap.  She rolled into a position
that ensured that her boobs and slit would both be fully visible in the
photo.

   Jess had me position the phone on a table and set up a timer so we could
all make the photo.  I hurried back and Jess had me stand behind the couch
with my penis pointed at Heather's head.

   "Heather, cup Aaron's sack with one hand, and pinch one of my nipples
with the other hand," Jess said.  Heather obeyed and did so.

   Jess said, "Now, everyone smile!"

   And we all did.  SNAP.
   The End