Yep, it's mine for better or worse. It doesn't leave ASS*--if 
someone else wants it, easy--ask. I figured I've been a bit
heavy-handed in my last few stories...so I purposely tried to 
change tack. Comments are always welcome. (lets be honest,
they're
begged for.) Oh, and if you're too young to vote, scram.
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Rice Crispie Treats (M+F)
By Dryad

It was at a costume party when she first saw them.  They were
eerily familiar but she couldn't quite place them. 

"Who are they?" she queried when she cornered Tracy, her friend
giving the party.

"No idea...probably some friends of friends. You know how our
Halloween parties are." She shrugged and left Kelly alone.

Tracy's parties were legendary, even as far back as high
school. Large potluck affairs that were overflowing with people
from all different cliques.  Over the years, Kelly had seen some
mighty strange combinations...Like when Frannie, the classic
blonde bimbo cheerleader decided to dump her equally classic
football hero boyfriend for Ned.  Kelly smirked. Oh, Ned was in
a class by himself, there was no way she could describe him to
someone who didn't know him.  He musta been good though, cuz you
could hear Frannie screeching throughout the house, 

"Fuck me, you stud! Give it to me!"  That was one of the tamer
parties.

As they got older, the crowd changed, but the feeling didn't.
You never quite knew what would happen--only that it would be a
surprise. 

But back to the mystery at hand. The three were obviously here
together. Their costumes while not matching, were the same basic
pattern.  They wore different hats. One was dressed in yellow,
one in red, one in blue. They were some sort of uniform, but not
one Kelly knew of. They weren't the tallest guys in the room but
they were definitely cute. Perhaps she'd introduce herself later.

Kelly wandered over to the potluck table.  There was an
overabundance of brownies this year scattered throughout the
table. A box of jello. Unmade jello? It figured. A fruit platter
and off to one side a platter of rice crispie treats.  After
adding a few strawberries to her plate, she reached for one of
the treats.  Looked a bit different-creamier. 'Huh, someone must
be testing a new recipe.'  As her fingers touched it, she felt
the chill radiate from it. Who ever heard of refrigerating
these? Ah well. She turned from the table and looked around.

She saw Tracy leaning against the stone fireplace, flirting
with a tall well-built man wearing a kilt and not much else. He
had a shaved head, so no idea what color his hair would be.  Ray
was over in the corner sitting in the recliner wearing a toga
and a laurel crown. He watched as two college age women fought
over who had better tits. 'You know they're gonna be topless by
the end of the next drink. Not like Ray will mind' She smirked.
But her eyes always returned to the trio of men.

They were off in the corner, by themselves.  One had dark hair,
one had pretty-boy perfect blonde hair, and oh, god-one was a
redhead. Kelly had a thing for redheads.  She meandered through
the crowd. She said hello to those she knew and introduced
herself to those she didn't.  It was as she moved about that she
finally bit into the rice crispie treat with surprise.

"Wow, these are good! Sweet and salty, kinda like Bob's
margueritas. I'll have to remember that some salt will make
these taste better."

She'd made her way around the room, but she still hadn't met up
with the trio.  Kelly was feeling pretty good by this point…the
liquor had been flowing pretty steadily all evening.
She found her way back to the table, and grabbed the last two
rice crispie treats. _Might as well enjoy them, since it isn't
likely I'm going to get the recipe. No one seems to know who
brought them._ 

She searched the room again, having a bit of difficulty
focusing. Where'd they go? Tracy was sitting on the lap of the
guy wearing the kilt, each trying to suck the breath out of the
other. By the way Tracy was swaying in his lap, Kelly'd guess
that he was winning.  She felt pretty witty so she knew she must
be tipsy.  The college girls were indeed dancing on topless on
the oak coffee table in front of Ray who was all grins. Two of
the guys who came dressed as pirates were lambada'ing in front
of the stairs, where you could hear the sounds of more
bacchanalian rites being performed above them.

There they were! Across the room, she finally spotted them. She
weaved her way between the couples in various states of undress
and sauntered up before them.

"Hi, I'm Kelly, and I'll be your cruise director this evening."
The guys looked at each other and chuckled.

"Well, howdy there. We are three bakers, at your service."
Answered the one in the red jacket as he bowed slightly.

"All three of you? Wow. Lucky me!" Kelly replied coyly. "You
wouldn't be responsible for these, would you?" she asked as she
bit into the treat, "After all, you ARE bakers. I've been asking
around, and no one seems to know."

The blonde looked mischievious.  "Oh, you liked those, huh? The
Original recipe. Perhaps you'd like us to teach it to you?"

"Absolutely! These are awesome.  What's different? The salt?" 
Kelly caught a look pass between them.

"Something like that. Would you like to help us in harvesting
it?" he asked as the three moved closer to her.

Kelly swayed drunkenly against the redhead. "Sure, anything for
you guys," she winked up at him.

It didn't take long for the quartet to make their way across
the room into the comparative quiet of the kitchen, as hands
scoped out each other's necessary parts. Kelly's eyes bulged as
she measured the cocks contained beneath their slacks.  

For a moment, sanity broke in, and Kelly questioned herself.
'Yeah, I'm drunk, but three guys? Okay, so I have the hots for
the redhead.' Then she reconsidered, realizing that all three of
them had been drawing her attention all night long.

She turned in the arms of the redhead, kissing him while
wrapping her arms around his neck. She could feel one of them
kissing the back of her neck as they removed her jaunty little
cruise director's cap. She felt herself being lifted and placed
upon the kitchen table.  She tugged at his jacket and only broke
the kiss to remove it.

Clothes were flying, (she noticed dimly that one of the hats
ended up in the pot rack and a pair of boxers ended up in the
huge peace plant in the corner.)

Very little was said as the men moved about Kelly's naked body.
Kisses became feverish sucking as her body squirmed under the
harsh glare of the kitchen light. She was unaware of who was
doing what, only the lovely feeling of mouths and cocks pressed
against her, against her mound, against her mouth, against her
tits.  She was in a haze between the drunkenness and sexual
fervor.

She sloppily sucked in the cock at her mouth and grinned at the
harsh moan it elicited. Her bottom wiggled as the cock at her
opening pressed into her, jerking her against the table. Hands
skimmed her body, as she squirmed and moaned. One of them was
nibbling on her nipples. She lost the thread of her
consciousness. It didn't take long for her to begin to shudder
in climax, wailing her glee into the cock in her mouth. The men
shifted places, and began again. The second cock was a bit wider
than the first, but about the same length, filling her mouth
with its heat.

Whoever was bounding her cunt was wilder than the first. The
legs of the table could be heard screeching across the tile
floor, almost matching pitch with the screeches erupting from
between Kelly's lips and the cock.

*SNAP*

Suddenly her mouth filled with salty cum. She swallowed,
slurping against the quickly deflating cock. Opening her eyes,
she smiled, as she saw it was the redhead.  He fell back, as the
other two continued their attention to her body.

The dark haired one nudged her lips, being the last to indulge
there.  His head stretched her lips wide, forcing her jaw open.
Her eyes opened wide, not sure she would be able to contain it.
His hands came up to her face, pressing insistently against her
mouth, until his head popped into her mouth.

While this was happening, the blonde continued to pound away
forcefully at her pussy. He held her thighs against his chest.
Faster and faster he moved, until Kelly was lost once again in
the sensations.  The cock in her mouth just wouldn't go any
further than the head, however. Words passed between the two,
and they switched places. The blonde's cock slid easily between
her lips, and she voraciously sucked on it as her hand came up
to squeeze his balls. She grinned at his deep groan. The cock at
her pussy pressed slightly and she stiffened at the memory of
the girth. He pressed it in slowly.

"Damn, you're wet and tight!"

She opened her eyes again and noticed the blonde watching his
friend begin to fuck her slowly. His movements began to jerk and
she had a bit more warning this time as his cock expanded in her
mouth.

**Crackle**

Her mouth once again flooded with salty sweet cum. It was then
her muddled mind put the facts together and realized what the
missing ingredient was.  The cock fell limply from her mouth
after she had sucked it clean.  Now her eyes were focused on the
last one left, feeling his thickness press into her depths
slowly.  His gaze locked with hers and he picked up the tempo. 
Lost in the sensations, she had to break eye contact first, her
body torturously contorting across the table, as orgasm after
orgasm made her body spasm.  Soon, all that could be heard in
the room was the rhythmic slap of wet skin on wet skin, Kelly's
insensate murmurs and his harsh breathing. His strokes became
longer, deeper stronger and Kelly was nearly unconscious with
pleasure.

***POP***

He pulled his cock out quickly as it spasmed and spewed creamy
cum across her sweat glistening torso.  It became too much for
Kelly, and she passed out.

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"Kel" Tracy shook her friend's shoulder. "Kelly!"

"Wow." Kelly murmured in awe as she came to. 

"Kel, what are you still doing here? I thought you went home
last night!"

"Do you remember the three guys I asked you about last night?"
Kelly sat up, cum dried over her skin.

"The short ones? Yeah. Never did find out who they were for ya."

"Sokay. I made their acquaintance. Boy, did I make their
acquaintance!"

"All three of them, Kel? Wow. Making my party live up to its
reputation, huh? Ever find out what the hell they were supposed
to be?"

Kelly just grinned at Tracy. She didn't say a word.

Copyright Dryad (gbbjg@yahoo.com) 2003