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From: an370073@anon.penet.fi
Date: Thu, 30 May 1996 13:40:38 UTC
Subject: Annie's Party, part 1 of 2

			    Annie's Party
			      Prologue.

	Michelle lay back on the sofa, relaxed and comfortable, as I
gently licked and sucked at her pussy. I'd been working on her for 15
minutes already, and Mark, her boyfriend, was lying next to her
caressing and kissing her nipple. She was breathing heavily and
writhing so much I was having some difficulty in staying in contact at
the vital point. This wasn't helped by Annie, who was running her
hands over my whole body, which sensation through the lycra cat suit I
was wearing was incredible; my cock was straining against the tight
fabric where it was trapped against my leg.

	I stopped running my tongue up and down the soft petals and
concentrated on the button inside. Mark took Michelle's nipple between
his teeth and pulled it gently into his mouth, where he probed and
lashed at it with his tongue. Michelle exploded, giving a yelp which
was cut off as she clamped my head into her pussy with her hands,
then, after a few minutes, pushed me away, and lay panting.

	"Very good, Dave," said Annie, gently stroking the tip of my
cock through the cat suit. "Now I think it must be Mark's turn."

	Mark had been giving all his attention to his gorgeous
girlfriend, but his cock had been getting stiffer and stiffer announcing
to the world that he was getting seriously turned on. Now he lay back
next to his still panting girlfriend, who snuggled in to his side, and
eased his swimming trunks down and off. His smooth hard cock sprung
up, a small drop of fluid oozing out of the tip. I extended my tongue
and teased the fluid off the end, savouring the taste. Then I set to
gently flicking the head and shaft with the tip of my tongue. Mark
gasped. Michelle started stroking his chest, then traced her finger
around his nipple. I didn't think he was going to last very long. I
took his cock head in my mouth, wrapping my lips around just behind
the head, and swirling the top with my tongue. Mark surged up from the
sofa, and I let him thrust himself right back into my throat. I pushed
down, pressing him back to the sofa and sliding him all the way in,
then I swallowed. He drew a quick breath and held it, then let it out
with a loud gasp. I slid up to the tip, and swirled my tongue around
the head of his cock as he squirted come into my mouth. Annie's
rhythmical squeezing of my cock against my leg became just too much
and I exploded, shuddering, the come seeping down the leg of the
cat suit and causing a dark stain in the mauve fabric which spread from
my cock. I sagged down to the floor, letting Mark's cock out of my
mouth.

	"Phew!", said Mark. "That was fantastic, Dave. Thanks for
talking me into it, Annie. Michelle's good with her mouth, but that
was quite fabulous. Never thought I'd like having a boy suck my cock.
Now I'm going for a swim.

	Anyone else?" And he pulled his trunks back on and headed for
the pool. Michelle pulled on her one-piece and followed, pausing to
plant a kiss on the top of my head as she passed.

	Annie pulled her shorts down, pulled the crotch of her one-
piece aside and said "I bet you can get me off in less than a minute;
I'm incredibly horny!"

	"After this morning? Well, it's your party." And she was
right. I dipped my tongue in and she came almost at once; her legs
shuddered and she collapsed in top of me.

	"Are you two coming? To the pool, I mean!" giggled Michelle,
who had been standing by the French windows watching. "What did he
mean 'After this morning'?"

	"I am," said Annie. "But Dave has a shopping errand to run.
I'll be with you in a moment. When he gets back he can tell you about
this morning." Michelle headed off. Annie stood up, pulled me after
her, and we headed upstairs.

	"I think you ought to take a leak before you go. I wouldn't
want you to be embarrassed if you got caught short." She reached
behind me and unzipped the cat suit from the back of my neck, allowing
me to pull if off my shoulders and slip my arms out. I headed for the
bathroom. When I came back, Annie helped me back in to the suit. I can
reach the zip by myself if I have to, but I'm not as flexible as
Annie, who can put one arm over her shoulder and one up from behind
and grasp her own wrists! I pulled joggers and a sweat shirt on over
the cat suit, and reached for trainers.

	"We'll have lunch ready by the time you get back.", said
Annie. "Don't get side -tracked now."

	She headed to the pool, I jogged off down the road to the tube
station. My errand was to pop in to collect a new cat suit; I was 15
now and growing fast, and Annie was beginning to fear for the seams of
her suits and leotards when I slid into them. We both liked wearing
them too much for me to give up, so I had to get my own. Annie had
ordered me one from a shop near Baker Street that makes things to
order, and it was ready to collect.

	When I returned from the station, Annie, Michelle and Mark
were lounging around the pool sunning.

	"Everything OK?" called Annie.

	"No problem. There was some other stuff for you ready as well;
I didn't have the cash for it but he said it was already paid for, so
I brought it as well."

	"Great! I hoped they'd be ready today, but I wasn't sure. Did
you have a look in the bag?"

	"Nope - is it something special? I assumed it was something
for your competition next month." Annie is a keen gymnast and is
currently training hard for an exhibition competition.

	"No, that's all sorted already. This is for us." She grabbed
the bag off me and ran upstairs. "Get out of those joggers, you know
the rules of the day!" she called back down to me. "You can try the
new suit on later." I followed her up.

	As I came back down, the others were just sitting down to
lunch, including my friend Paul. I experienced a moment's panic; Paul
knew what today was all about, he'd long been involved in our fun and
games. But I don't think he'd seen me in a cat suit before and for a
moment I worried that he'd laugh. But he just said "Hi, Dave. Having a
good day?" and sat down in front of his bowl of cold tomato soup. I
joined them. It's good soup.

	After a few minutes, Michelle said "You were going to tell us
about this morning, Dave."

	"Ah yes. Well. As you know, Annie is due a party from me. She
decided to start the 24 hour period at midnight.

	"We went up to bed at about 10pm, and she sneaked in to my
room at midnight. The parents were still downstairs absorbed in some
film. She

	outlined the rules for the day; I have to wear this cat suit
all day long, and she said she'd invited some people for the day, and
I'd be expected to be nice to them as part of her enjoyment. Then I
put the cat suit on, climbed back in to bed, and she sat over me for
about half an hour whilst I put my best efforts in with tongue and
lips. You came about three times, didn't you?" I added, to Annie.

	"I certainly did.", she replied. He's very good with his
mouth, although I hardly need to tell you lot that!" Mark looked a
little pink about the cheeks and glanced at Paul, who didn't seem to
notice.

	"Anyhow", I continued, "then she crept back to her room. I had
to make

	sure I was well hidden under the covers when Mum checked on me
on her way to bed an hour later!

	"In the morning, the parents both shot off bright and early.
Mum's shopping whilst Dad has a meeting this morning, then they're
going to a show and staying the night in a fancy hotel on Dad's
company; it's some sort of

	bonus for him. Anyhow, that's one of the reasons Annie chose
today. As soon as they'd gone, Annie came in and shook me out of bed,
and we went to the bathroom. I ran her a bath, then whilst she had a
long soak, I washed her back. And some other things. Know the joke
about the two nuns in the bath? One says to the other 'Where's the
soap?' and the other replies 'Yes, it does rather, doesn't it?'" Mark
looked blank for a couple of seconds, then guffawed. The others had
clearly heard it before and just smiled.

	"Anyhow, that just gave us time to get dressed before you two
arrived, and here we are."

	The soup was cleared away and we tucked into a chicken salad.
Annie's home made cole-slaw is worth killing for.

	"What I don't understand," said Mark, who was quite new to our
little set up, "is what makes today a party? I can see that it's
Annie's party, and that Dave is in charge of making sure Annie has a
good time. I deduce from what you've been saying, Dave, that the rest
of us are getting to have fun because that's what Annie has told you
will make her have a good time, right?" I nodded. "But what brings it
about? It isn't Annie's birthday, I know. Am I missing something
obvious? And why the fancy dress."

	"Well, the fancy dress because Dave and I both like the
feeling of this sort of clothing, that's all," replied Annie. "As for
the rest, it's a long story, Dave can tell it after we finish eating.
Tell you what, Mark. Dave's just collected some new 'fancy dress', as
you call it. Would you like to try on something?"

	Mark looked a little uncertain, but Michelle said "Go on, it
won't hurt and you might like it!" So as we cleared dishes, he headed
upstairs with Annie.

	"Do you want something, Paul?", Annie called back, but Paul
said not, and stripped off and sat naked at one end of the sofa.

	Lunch over, we relaxed in the lounge. Annie came back down
leading Mark, he was looking a little shy wearing one of the items I
hadn't known about; it was a canary yellow leotard. Like my cat suit,
it was snug up to the neck with a zipper up the back, and had long
sleeves. But the leotard sleeves ended in gloves. His cock was bulging
slightly, clearly outlined as it pointed left and up towards his
waist, constrained in the fabric. Annie had changed, too. She was
wearing a flesh coloured leotard with no sleeves. Mark sat down
between Michelle and Paul, Annie collapsed in a bean bag.

	"Tell, Dave," said Annie...

			     Chapter One

	"It all started about three years ago. Yes, almost exactly
three years ago, I recall it was just after my 11th birthday. Two
things happened almost at the same time.

	"First, I was out one evening. I'd been climbing trees with
some mates

	in the forest, and coming home I realised that I could
probably get up the yew at the side of the house. Stupid, really,
since it was getting dark, but up I went. And, of course, I got stuck.
I was about to holler, when I realised I could see right into the
bathroom window, and there was Annie in the bath. The way the bathroom
is arranged, anyone in the bath can't see out of the window without
sitting up and turning round. But I could see everything of Annie
except the top of her head. I can't think that I'd seen Annie naked
for three or four years at that time; she'd got shy wondering around
the house when things started growing. She was, what, about 12 and
half at this time. So I sat there on a branch and stared for a while.
Annie and I are similar - we like a long slow soak in a hot bath
rather than a quick dip and a scrub.

	"So she was just lying there, and I was just sitting there
mesmerized.

	After a while, I had just about decided to renew my efforts to
get down; I suspected that if anyone knew I'd been up there whilst
Annie was in the bath I'd get in trouble. But then I noticed that
Annie wasn't just lying there any more, she was moving. Not the sort
of movements I would associate with bathing, so I stopped to look
again. Her arms were crossed on her chest, each holding the opposite
tit, and she was stroking them. And her nipples were standing up. Then
her right hand moved from

	her left tit down between her legs. She opened her legs,
bracing her knees against the side of the bath, and I could just make
out that her middle finger must be down into the gap between, rubbing
gently. After a few minutes, with the waves in the water gradually
growing, she stiffened and squeezed her legs together against her
hand.

	"Then, after a few moments just lying there she set about the
normal bath time activities. I struggled down, ripping my shirt in the
process, and managed to get yelled at anyhow!

	"The next even was when I found out what she'd been doing.
Leastwise, I still didn't make the connection. But I was in a lesson
at school, and the teacher arranged the class in a big circle round
him. And I was next to a chap who was always in trouble. And today
looked like being no exception. When ever the teacher was looking the
other way, he was making faces and gestures. One of the gestures we
all used, and I'd seen a cabbie use it to a bus driver that morning,
but I didn't know what it meant. Clarke was making it a lot, but
whereas we all just stuck our hands out at the person we were
insulting when we did it, he did it with his hand down by his waist.

	"Whilst doing my homework that evening, the event came back to
me, and I suddenly realised what the gesture signified. He'd been
miming pulling at his cock! I felt my face flush at the realization,
but I couldn't actually work out why anyone would want to do this, why
anyone should be insulted by the gesture. But I tried it anyway. I
pulled my shorts down and took my cock in my fingers and rubbed it up
and down. I assumed the gesticulating had been an exaggeration; I'd
never had an erection,

	I still didn't. But after a while, I had this weird feeling.
You know, I though I'd done myself some sort of injury! But in bed
that evening, I had to try it again.

	"With hindsight, I don't think I had an orgasm. The feeling
which had frightened me was probably just the first tingling starting.
But from then on I did it morning and evening, and gradually it took
longer and longer and I learnt to keep doing it when the feeling came
so it got better. And I found my cock started to get hard whilst I was
playing with it.

	"And about two weeks later, I was looking for a book on the
bookshelf on the landing when I noticed that the bathroom door was
ajar, and someone was in there. I peeked through the crack by the
hinge and there was Annie in the bath. It looked like the same routine
as before, and she was just starting to play with her pussy and it hit
me like I'd been dowsed with icy water! She was doing what I had been
doing in bed these last few weeks! My cock got hard all by itself, the
first

	time that had happened, and I stood there peering through the
door jamb watching Annie wanking and rubbing my cock through my
trousers the whole time and we came at the same moment; probably just
as well. If she hadn't come when I did, I'm sure she would have heard
me.

	I stopped. Annie was stroking her tits through her leotard,
and Paul and Mark were at half mast. Michelle was stroking Mark's body
through the yellow leotard; I could tell he was going to be a lycra
fan. "Does anyone want anything?" I asked, but Annie told me "Later,
just keep telling the story."

	"Yes, do go on." Startled, I looked up. James and Janice were
standing in the French windows. They both stripped down to swimming
togs and sat on the armchair, Janice sitting across James' lap.

			     Chapter Two

	"Well, after that, as well as wanking before going to sleep at
night, and usually having another one before getting up in the
morning, I started tree climbing with more in mind than scrumping
apples. The yew at the side of the house is a large old tree, and once
I'd worked out a decent way up and down, I soon discovered it offered
a grandstand view of Annie's room, my room, and one corner of our
parent's room, as well as the guest bedroom of Mr. and Mrs. Green,
next door. For the next few weeks I spent hours up that tree, waiting
for someone to come in to a room I could see whilst I was up there.
That didn't happen very often; by the time most people were heading
for bed, I had to be inside. I had more success if I went out and
climbed once I knew someone was going for a bath. Mum was pretty
boring to watch. She's not unattractive, I mean, but all she does in
the bath is

	bath. Stop giggling! Dad was more informative. He occasionally
had a wank in the bath; this was the first time I saw another bloke
wanking,

	and the first time I'd seen an adult with an erection. It was
also the

	first time I had seen semen; I was still too young and didn't
start production in that department for almost another year!

	"But the day I nearly broke my neck was the day Jon was here
when Annie arrived back from her ballet lesson. Mum dropped her off
and shot straight out again to play bridge; Dad wasn't due home for a
couple of hours. I had been nattering with Jon about Rugby, but when
Annie came back and plonked down in the bean bag like she is now, I
didn't have to wait for a hint before making myself scarce. I muttered
something about fixing my bike and left through the kitchen door. And
went straight up the tree.

	"They both arrived in Annie's room about 5 minutes later. Jon
sat on the bed and Annie paraded in the middle of the room, doing some
gymnastic stuff. Jon made a grab for her and caught her skirt, but she
just undid the clip and un-wrapped herself out of it, so she was now
wearing just the leotard she'd had on for her ballet class. She
continued to prance about, and they were chatting. I couldn't hear a
word. After a few minutes, she sat down next to Jon, and I was
startled when she pulled the leotard down round her waist; she wasn't
wearing a bra and her nipples were standing to attention. It clearly
wasn't the first time she and Jon had mucked about like this, because
he was straight in there stroking her breasts, then he bent over and
started kissing her nipples. I realised that I was actually in some
discomfort, and unzipped my trousers to release some of the pressure,
and I started wanking. Annie lay back and Jon slid the leotard down
all the way and off. Then he started rubbing her pussy like she does
in the bath. It never occurred to me that people did this with each
other! I watch aghast with a firm grip on my cock as Annie shuddered
to her familiar orgasm under Jon's fingers. Then she kissed him and
sat up.

	"She pulled on a blouse and trousers, and I though that was
it, but then she sat next to Jon and started stroking him through his
trousers. And

	then she unzipped him, and I watched enthralled whilst she
cupped his cock and balls, and started stroking him just like I was
stroking myself. And after about 5 minutes, Jon exploded, squirting
semen all over his chest, which Annie rubbed all over his torso. And I
came, and lost my grip on the tree and fell! I was black and blue for
a month!

	I glanced around again. Annie was really getting quite worked
up by now, as was Mark. Michelle was running her fingertips up and
down his cock, through the fabric, and I knew exactly how that felt;
my own cock firmed up against the cat suit at once. Annie stood up,
walked over to Paul, and lowered herself into his lap, drawing aside
the crotch of her leotard as she did and guiding his cock into her
pussy. Then she just lay back against his chest, took Marks gloved
hand and put it on her breast, and bid me continue with the story.

			    Chapter Three

	"Later in the summer, I was earning pocket money from the
Greens looking after all the plants in their house while they were
away for the summer. I was just going over there one day when Paul
arrived, so he went with me. We'd finished watering downstairs and I
went upstairs to do the plants in the bathroom when I noticed that
there was light coming through the gap in the door of the guest
bedroom. I realised it was coming in through the window from the
windows of our house opposite. I went in and sat on the edge of the
bed, because looking across I had a view of Annie's room that was
almost as good as the view from the tree, and a lot more comfortable
for me, I might add. And she was sitting chattering to Michelle. "What
you?", Mark asked Michelle.

	"Yes, me. I've known Annie a long time.", she replied. She
guided his other hand down to caress her pussy through her swimsuit.
Paul wriggled under Annie but she told him to stay still. She isn't
very heavy; she hasn't grown much since she was 12, I knew he wasn't
wriggling because of any discomfort caused by her weight! But all her
muscles are in good trim, and I strongly suspected he was being
silently and surreptitiously squeezed by her pussy.

	"Anyhow, as I sat and watched the girls, it became apparent
that they weren't talking about pop groups or ponies. At one point
they both stood and pulled down their trousers and compared pubic
hair. Except that Michelle didn't have any. I assumed she was a slow
developer, but

	I later learned that she preferred to shave; she still does.
And as they stood there looking at each other, Annie licked the tip of
one finger and gently slid it into Michelle's pussy. And my cock leapt
to attention and I started rubbing it through my trousers. And the
girls sat down next to each other and started playing with each
other's pussies, and they took of their blouses and stroked each
others tits, and I finally gave up on rubbing myself through my
trousers and unzipped. And when the girls

	came, so did I. And then Paul, who had come upstairs to find
out why it took me so long to water a couple of plants and had come in
and stood behind me and watched all three of us asked me what I was
doing. I nearly died of shock, then of embarrassment. I'd completely
forgotten he was in the house!

	"Paul's the same age as me. And whilst I'd assumed that I was
the only

	one in the class who hadn't worked out what wanking was, it
turned out

	he was none the wiser. But he'd just picked up more than a few
clues and hints. He pulled his trousers down and sat down next to me,
and started pulling at his cock.

	"Feels strange". He said. "Why isn't it as big as yours?"

	"It'll get bigger. You need to do it different until it gets
hard," I said. Then, heart in my mouth, I said "here, let me show
you," and reached out and took hold of his cock. It twitched in my
hand, and I started to wank him; it's not the same wanking someone
else - all the angles are different and the movements that your hand
and wrist have learnt to make aren't the same, but I soon found a
comfortable position and an easy stroke, and his cock got properly
hard and felt really hot and all silky, and Paul was gasping. I
remembered how it had felt for me the first time, and how I hadn't
really done it all the way. But I knew what was happening now and I
just kept stroking and pulling for about five minutes until Paul was
breathing like a steam train and then he came, and lay there puffing
like a beached fish.

	"God, that was incredible. Do you suppose the girls feel the
same way with what they were doing?" he said.

	"I suppose so. They certainly like doing it. This is the first
time I've seen two girls doing it, but I've seen Annie doing for her
boyfriend what I just did for you, and I've seen him do to her what
they just did to each other. They seem to do it quite a lot, and I do
myself at least once a day."

	"Would you like me to do you as well?" Paul asked. But I
thought I wouldn't get hard again so soon after the ripping orgasm I'd
had watching the girls playing, so we dressed and finished the
watering and left.

	Paul and Mark were both clearly having trouble maintaining
their composure. I could see Annie was working her pelvic muscles big
time, and Michelle's teasing of Mark's cock through the yellow leotard
couldn't last much longer.

	"Mark had his first blow job from a boy this morning," Annie
told everyone. "He seems to have enjoyed it. Have you ever played with
someone else's cock, Mark?"

	"No. Never. I hadn't done anything with a boy until you talked
me into letting Dave suck my cock this morning. I wasn't aware
Michelle had a thing for girls, either, until now." He turned to
Michelle. "Is that something you still like doing or are you just into
blokes now?"

	"Oh, you'll find most of us here like sex with anyone. Anyone
we know and like, I mean. Sex is just part of being close to someone."
And she stood up, took down her swimsuit, showing off her shaved
pussy, and walked over to Annie. She held her hand out, Annie took it
and was pulled upright. Paul gasped as she slid off his cock. And
Mark's hand that had been stoking Annie dropped onto Paul's thigh.
Annie winked at Paul, and lay down with Michelle, and the two girls
started caressing and kissing each other.

	"How are you finding my new leotard, Mark?" I asked. "That's a
new one - I only collected it from the shop this morning and haven't
tried it on yet. Annie designed it. The sleeves running down into
gloves is her

	idea, too. I haven't tried that yet."

	Mark flushed a little. "It's er, fine."

	"Don't be shy, Mark. There's only one rule, here. Do what
makes you feel good, as long as it doesn't upset anyone else. And
don't be embarrassed about doing or talking about what feels good."

	"Er, yes. Easier said than done, you know."

	"Oh, yes, I know. It can take a while to get used to it. In
the meantime, people will help you, make suggestions and so forth.
All you have to do is not be afraid to try what people suggest. Would
you like to touch Paul's cock? Don't say anything, just do it. He
won't mind, or he wouldn't be sitting there with your hand on his
leg."

	Mark snatched his hand back. Michelle looked up and winked at
him. Staring fixedly at Michelle and Annie rolling on the hearth rug,
he sneaked his hand out and took hold of Paul's cock, and started to
wank him.

			     Chapter Four

	"Anyhow, where was I? Ah yes. Well, Paul and I spent quite a
bit of the rest of the summer in the Green's spare bedroom. It didn't
matter if there was nothing to watch; we'd wank ourselves, wank each
other, and talk about what we were doing and what we'd seen and so on.

	"Until one day we were up there, stark naked and hard, when
Annie and Jon came in to Annie's room. We stood and watched, hands on
each other's cocks, as Jon stripped off, and his cock sprung to
attention. And Annie was stripping, but Jon stopped her. Again, she
was wearing her ballet leotard. Nope - tell a lie; she'd been planning
to go to the gym but the training session was cancelled, and she was
wearing the colourful zip up leotard she had for gymnastics. Jon
stopped her taking it off, and started stroking her through it. And I
could see it was turning them both on. Her nipples were plainly
visible through the fabric, and she was breathing hard. And she came
very quickly. Then she unzipped the zip down her front, and Jon pulled
the fabric aside and kissed her nipples. Jon kissed her all down her
chest, down to her belly button, then pulled her leotard off her
shoulders and down her back, then slid it down her legs. He kissed her
knees, and worked his way up

	the inside of her legs. And he started kissing her pussy. We
couldn't see much though the back of his head, but from where his head
was and the way Annie was reacting we knew what he must be doing. I
felt Paul's cock twitch really hard, and stopped wanking him for a
while, just holding him. Then Annie came again, and Jon flopped back.

	"Paul and I looked at each other. Here was something neither
of us had heard of! We looked back. They were talking. Then Annie
picked up the leotard and held it out to Jon. He took it, looked at it
for a moment, then started to pull it onto his legs. Annie helped him
get it straight, then pulled it up, holding it so he could get his
arms into the sleeves, then pulling it on to his shoulders and
straightening it, and zipped it up. I thought he looked a complete

	wally. Annie walked round behind him and started stroking her
hands up and down the front of his body, pausing to tickle his nipples
and occasionally reaching as far as his cock, which was poking him in
the belly button and it looked so hard I wondered the seams didn't
split. He may look like a wally, but he was clearly feeling good!

	"Then Annie knelt down by his side, reached a hand in through
the elastic of a leg hold and pulled his cock out, then she turned him
to face her and extended the tip of her tongue to touch the head of
his cock. Jon's cock surged upwards, and so did mine, and Paul's
leaped in my hand. Paul and I stared incredulously as Annie leant
forward and half the length of Jon's cock disappeared into her mouth.
She started to slide her head back and forth. Jon staggered and fell
back on to the bed. She followed and resumed her treatment. Jon was
way gone and lost control in no time flat. A huge dollop of semen
shot two feet in the air and landed on his chest. Annie pushed her
head back down onto his cock, for a couple of minutes, then moved up
and licked the dollop that was rapidly soaking into the leotard.

	"Paul dropped on one knee took my cock in his mouth. Feeling
his hot mouth round my cock I stood no chance and came instantly. And
so did Paul; I could feel his semen hitting my legs and dripping down
on to my feet.

	And Mark had knelt down on the floor and had Paul's cock in
his mouth. And Mark came; I could see the stain spreading from his
cock. Paul groaned and shot, and Mark pulled his head back in
surprise, and caught the second wad on the chin.

	Annie and Michelle both came noisily; I suspect that they
planned it to distract any attention whilst Mark sat back on the sofa
and recovered his composure. Then Annie suggested I give James and
Janice a hand. They agreed, so I knelt down in front of their chair
whilst they stripped off their swimming togs. James sat down, and I
gave his cock a quick suck to bring it to full erection, then Janice
lowered herself onto it and eased herself back on the chair. Then I
licked and sucked at Janice's pussy until she came. And again. And
after she came the third time, James groaned and Janice hopped up to
allow me to take his cock in my mouth just in time to get a mouth full
of hot fluid.

	People wondered off. Annie, James and Janice headed for the
shower, Michelle and Paul ran out and dived in to the pool. Mark and I
were left sitting there.

	"OK?" I asked.

	"Sure. Great," Mark replied. But he was still unsure, I was
certain. And now he wasn't horny any more he was starting to feel more
than a little self conscious sitting there in a leotard with a come
stain spreading from his crotch and another on his chest where Paul's
second spurt had ended up.

	I flopped down in the bean bag. "I look a complete prat". I
said. "And, I suppose, so do you. But the whole point is that you do
what feels good, and sod what anyone else thinks. I wouldn't recommend
you to walk up the high street that way, mind you!".

	He grinned. "You're right.", he said. "You do look like a
prat, I assume I do. But it did feel good. Damn it, it still does feel
good. It's harder to ignore the embarrassment factor just sitting here
chatting that it was whilst I had the hardest hard-on of my life back
there. And your story about Paul coming just because he was sucking
your cock after watching the others, I wouldn't have believed a word
of it, if it hadn't just happened to me."

	"Yeah. Lots of people fail to realise that giving other people
pleasure can be at least as much fun as them giving you pleasure. Of
course, you won't come like that every time you such cock. But with a
fair wind, you'll find you do get extra turned on every time you try
something new. So just keep trying new things! Now. Do you want to get
changed? We're going out to the funfair later on. We might be able to
find you something else to wear, that doesn't show when you put your
trews and shirt on, but you might be out of luck. You're bigger than
me, which means there's no way you'll fit any of Annie's stuff."

	"Why doesn't he try your new suit?" Annie said from the
doorway. She was back from her shower. She was, I was amused to note,
wearing the leotard she'd been wearing that night with Jon that Paul
and I had

	first discovered oral sex.

	"Oh, I couldn't; that's your's Dave, and you haven't tried it
yet. Will someone unzip me?"

	Annie reached behind him and pulled the zip down, then helped
him struggle out of the sleeves, which turned out to be more tricky
than usual because of the gloves. "Tell you what, " she said, "try
this," and she handed him the one-piece swimsuit that Janice had
recently discarded. There wasn't much of it. It was really a bikini
bottom with thin straps that went over the shoulders , just covering
the breasts as they went, then

	crossed at the back. There was so little actual cloth that
Annie suggested it would stretch far enough. Mark started to look
embarrassed again but Annie grabbed the suit and Mark was half way in
it before he realised what had happened! Annie helped him to get the
right limbs in to the right holes, and carefully eased the suit up so
as not to rip it. It was tight, but it would work. The bottom was cut
very high; Mark had to arrange his cock very carefully to avoid it
falling out. Then Annie handed Mark his pullover and joggers and he
pulled them on. He looked around; only Annie and I were there.

	Annie and I grabbed things to wear on top. The two in the pool
came out and changed, the two girls came down from the bathroom and we
all left for the fair.

	We had a great time at the fair. Towards then end of the
evening, Annie and Janice got out of the dodgem car they'd been
sharing, and we all queued up for the big wheel. Janice grabbed Mark's
hand and yanked him in to a car with her. James shrugged and got into
the next one with Michelle, and I went in the third with Annie. The
cars were closed cabins, you could just see in through the grille but
you couldn't make out much detail, although seeing out was easy
because you were close to the grille. And we could see the back of the
other's cars at the top. And it looked to me as though Janice was
sitting on Mark's lap.

	"I don't supposed," I said, as I reached in to Annie's joggers
and slid a finger into her pussy, "that anyone has told Janice where
she left her swimsuit?"

	"I really can't imagine," purred Annie. "Brother of mine, the
day is running out fast, and you still haven't told Mark the actual
answer to

	his question. Not that I'm complaining; the way you've told it
so far certainly falls within the definition of making me happy for 24
hours!

	In the mean time, just keep doing... yes, doing that." She
quivered against my arm.

			     Chapter Five

	We got back to the house about 9:30. After rummaging around
for coffee and snacks, we settled back down. And the story continued.

	"Well, over the next couple of days, as I'm sure you can
guess, Paul and I spent lots of time sucking each other. And I had a
craving. I *really* wanted to know what it felt like to be zipped into
that leotard.

	"The next week, after Annie came back from gym training, I
waited until she was in the bath and I sneaked into her room and
lifted the leotard from the laundry basket. She wouldn't need it the
next day; she had ballet class, for which a different leotard was
needed, and the day after that was washing day. I popped it under my
shirt and rushed next door to water the plants. But Mum grabbed me as
I went through the hall and set me some chores. Paul rescued me; he
arrived and Mum let me go out to see him so long as I promised to
finish the chores before bed. She was going out, anyway, and wanted me
out of the way whilst she got ready.

	"Paul and I rushed out and headed straight for the Green's
house. One the way upstairs I told him what I'd done. He didn't want
to try the leotard on himself, but he was keen to see me in it. So we
stripped of, then I sat down to put it on. It took a couple of seconds
to work it out - chaps just don't get to wear anything like this these
days, but I was soon installed. It felt wonderful. The lycra/nylon
fabric was very easy to stretch, but also very good at returning to
it's original shape. It clung to my skin all over. I was hard merely
from being in it. Paul traced the outline of my cock with his
fingertip, and I just exploded at once.

	"Paul said 'Oh goody, you can give me a nice long suck now."
and stood in front of me as I sat on the edge of the bed and started
licking. It took quite a long time for him to even get hard; Paul
later told me

	he'd had a wank that afternoon, thinking he was going to be
stuck inside that evening, but then the relatives that were visiting
him didn't come and he was allowed out. But I didn't mind. I enjoyed
the feeling

	of him gradually getting harder and hotter and bigger in my
mouth. I just kept doing my best, running my hands up his legs,
stroking his balls, and reaching up to stroke his nipples. I was
getting hard again

	too. I could feel the head of my cock gradually sliding
against the restraining nylon, slightly damp from my earlier
ejaculation, as the shaft thickened. After a while, I leaned back and
freed my cock through the leg hole as I had seen Annie do with Jon,
then as I went back to sucking Paul he occasionally reached down and
ran his fingers over the tip.

	"Then I stood up, and stood in front of Paul so our cocks were
next to each other, the tips touching each other's belly. And Paul
reached down with both hands and wrapped his fingers around us both
and squeezed us together and pumped gently. And then I glanced to my
left through the window, across to Annie's room, where she and Jon
were standing there naked, playing with each other and watching us!

	"I went in to a flat panic. Everything possible that could go
wrong had done. She'd caught us watching her. (Well, I had to assume
that she knew we could see here from there even though we hadn't been
watching at that time.) She'd seen me playing with myself, and sucking
Paul, and she'd seen Paul playing with me. And she'd seen me standing
there wearing her leotard. And Jon had seen it all as well! I panicked
and went limp. I grabbed my clothes and dived for the door, and Paul
followed.

	"And we didn't know what to do next. We dressed, then we sat
in the Green's lounge and stared at each other. We couldn't speak, we
didn't know what to say. We didn't know what to do.

	"And then Annie and Jon came in. I thought she'd yell, that
she'd threaten to tell Mum and Dad. But they sat down and Annie asked
if we'd been having a good time. I couldn't speak. She said that it
looked like we'd been having a good time. And that they certainly had
been. And I wouldn't tell anyone what they'd been doing, would I?
Gradually it dawned on me that I wasn't in trouble. She didn't want to
have the matter discussed at large any more than I did. She was
probably as scared as I, but being a little older, didn't panic.

	"And then she said 'Well, we hadn't finished when we were
interrupted.

	I think we'll finish off now. You want to join us?' I just sat
there - I suspect my mouth was open. She pulled off the sweat shirt
she'd pulled on to rush over, then she tugged Jon's joggers down,
knelt in front of him and started sucking. I don't know who was more
embarrassed, me, Paul or Jon. Well, it turned out it wasn't Paul - he
pulled his clothes off again, and sat down and started to wank. And as
I watched him wanking, and watched Annie sucking Jon, I started to get
hard. I decided it wouldn't kill me to take my trousers off as well,
so I did. But as I sat down I realised I was still wearing the
leotard! Annie noticed. She came over and said 'It suits you. Take
your shirt off and lets see it properly.' So I did. And nearly died of
shock when she knelt down and stroked my cock, then took it out and
started sucking. She looked up, and said 'If I suck you off, will you
do Jon afterwards?' I nodded dumbly. She set to with a will, with Jon
and Paul both wanking and watching. And I came in moments, straining
against the hot inside of her throat.

	"Then she moved over and started on Paul, and I kept my
promise, still dazed I knelt down as Jon walked over to me, and put
his cock, which was very hard and bigger than Paul's and oozing fluid
from the tip into my mouth. And as I ran my tongue over it, I heard
Paul gasp and come and I reckoned none of us was going to last all
night as Jon drew a sharp breath and came and my mouth was filled with
more come than I thought possible...

	"Annie told me that Paul and I both owed her a suck, which she
expected to collect later when she came back; Jon was taking her to a
film. And she also suggested I rinse her leotard out; she didn't want
Mum asking her about stains. I looked down. I had let Jon's come spill
all down the front, and there was a tide mark where my earlier
ejaculation had finished.

	"Didn't you worry at all, getting involved with your own
sister?" asked Mark.

	"Not really. Didn't occur to me that there was anything
particularly to worry about. I'm pretty certain our folks would have
been none too pleased, but they wouldn't have been pleased about any
of it; It didn't occur to me that playing around with Annie was any
more of a problem than playing around with Paul, or Annie and Jon."

	"Does anyone fancy a blue movie?" asked Annie. "Dad has some
stashed away, and I just happen to know where. Get naked, people,
let's boogie!" she said as she walked across to the study. Janice
grabbed Mark and pulled his sweat shirt off before he could react, and
started running her hands over his body, which was still wearing her
swimsuit. Michelle made a similar attack on me, and Paul and James
just stood and undressed themselves.

	Annie returned, popped the tape in the machine, and stripped
down before plonking herself down next to me on the sofa. The film
looked good, but the sound was all in German so we turned it down.

			     Chapter Six

	"Well, Paul and I walked back to the house somewhat shell-
shocked. Annie and Jon headed off to the cinema. Paul said he wasn't
going to be able to hang around and return Annie's favour, he was late
already,

	so he headed off. I washed out Annie's leotard and hung it up
to dry in my wardrobe; I figured if it suddenly appeared on the drying
rack in the bathroom there'd be questions. And I did my homework,
finished the chores I'd been set earlier, and settled down in the
armchair in my room with a book. I'd read the same page four times
without taking it in when I heard the door slam. I thought it would be
Mum back but a few moments later Annie came into my room and plumped
down on the bed.

	"Well?" she said.

	"Well what? I can't think of anything to say. Or do."

	"Well, did you enjoy wearing my leotard? Did you enjoy me
sucking you off? Did you enjoy Jon coming in your mouth?"

	"Er, yes, I suppose," I mumbled.

	"You suppose? You don't know?"

	"Yes. Yes I enjoyed it."

	"All of it?"

	"Yes, all of it. OK?" Nobody expects the Spanish inquisition.

	"OK! That's all I wanted to know. I don't have a problem with
that. I enjoyed it too. How long have you been peeking at me? No, I
don't care, don't tell me. Do you want to suck me off now?"

	"Well, folks. I did want to, and I did it. Right there on my
bed with Mum due back any moment, I received my first lesson in the
art of making the pussy purr." And I ran my middle finger down that
same pussy, and Annie purred, just to make the point.

	"But where does the party come in to it? You still haven't
explained!"

	complained Mark.

	"Ah, yes, sorry. Well, it's all Paul's fault really. Since he
wasn't there to take his turn making Annie purr that evening, we both
complained that he was in debt, and he jokingly said maybe he should
give her an IOU. And somehow over the next couple of weeks the subject
came up two or three more times, and we set up an IOU system. Each of
us has a number of vouchers. If someone gives me a blow job, and I
can't return the favour there and then for whatever reason, I give out
a voucher with my name on it - a blow job token if you like. And just
occasionally tokens have been known to change hands for other reasons.
Annie helped me out with my French this term and when I passed the
exam at the end of term I gave her a token. But then I fell foul of a
rule we made to make sure that we didn't get inflation.

	"How do you mean"

	"Well, inflation happens in money when a government prints new
banknotes in order to pay people and buy things, but the country
hasn't actually earnt any money to back up the printed notes. The
value of the notes goes down. In our case, we wanted to make sure that
no-one took advantage by taking more than they give, by just giving
out vouchers left right and centre. So we decided that if any one
person managed to collect five vouchers of one other person, then the
person with the vouchers would be entitled to 24 hours of pleasure
provided by the person whose vouchers they are. And Annie had four of
my vouchers and when I gave her the one for the French exam, that was
it!"

	"How come you didn't keep track of how many vouchers she had?"

	"Well, I only have five vouchers. It never occurred to me that
any one person would have them all at once. I used to only have four,
but there was an emergency. Anyhow. I think Annie must have traded
something with someone for my vouchers. That's allowed, but it's
secret. And anyhow, I don't really mind. I enjoy giving her a good
time!" And I speeded up the hand that Annie was currently enjoying.

	"So how many people are involved?" Mark asked.

	"Well, mostly just the people here tonight. Paul and I have
been involved from the start, along with Annie and Jon. Jon's folks
moved away; we see him a couple of times a year. Then James is at
school with Paul and I, and he's been going out with Janice for quite
a long time. And Michelle. There's about four other people who are in
on the secret, but we don't see them very often. Ellie lives in a
village

	about 20 miles out of town; we have to make a special
arrangement for her to be here, like tonight, but tonight she couldn't
make it. Couple of other people have similar problems."

	"How often do new people join? New people are allowed to
join?"

	"Oh, yes, new people are catered for in the rules. But we very
rarely let anyone new in. It's a big risk, as you can imagine. But
what usually happens when we want someone new to join, once we're
happy that it's a suitable person, is we invite him or her to spend
some time with us, and just sort of bring the subject up. Like today."

	"You mean, you want me to join in?" Mark's mouth was hanging
open.

	"Yes, nitwit!" Michelle said. "What do you thing we've been
talking about for the last three hours?"

	"Er... "

	"Look, Mark", I said. "You don't have to decide now. It's not
like we have anything to lose or gain from it. We already decided that
you would keep it secret one way or the other; I hope we're not wrong
there." Mark shook his head. "The only worry we had was what your
reaction would be to sharing Michelle, or to realising that you
already had been sharing Michelle and didn't know it. I can see you're
surprised, but I don't see you turning into BGM."

	"BGM?"

	"Big Green Monster. Jealousy. Anyhow, here's the plan. Take a
probationary period. We'll make you some vouchers; I suggest you start
with three. See how it works out. That's all. No hassle."

	"Er. OK. Um... "

	"What?"

	"Do I owe anyone for today? I can't deny I've had a fantastic
time, and I don't feel I've given as good as I got."

	"No, not at all. Party days are free for all. The only rules
bind the party giver, me in this case. I have to be on hand to look
after Annie, it's her party. That means doing this as much as she
wants" I stroked her a bit harder until she squirmed and made a
purring noise again. "Or anything else she might want. One of the
things Annie really likes is watching me give head, which is why she
asked me to suck you and Michelle off when you arrived. Another thing
she likes is seeing me wearing her cat suit, which is one reason I've
been wearing this all day. Another reason is I quite like it myself.
But anyone else at the party is on a free for all. The voucher system
was mainly introduced because on a day to day basis, we don't get many
minutes together without someone else being around; it's all to easy
to expend all those minutes on one person and not have time for a
return match. That's all."

	"Is anyone watching this film?" said Paul.

	"Leave it on - there's nothing better for the TV to be doing
at the moment," Annie said. "Anyone not better employed can watch it
if they want. But speaking of better employment, let's hit it. Dave,
I've changed my mind about you wearing that cat suit all day. Get
naked, brother mine."

	I made to comply. "Mark, Janice and James can't stay all
night, so I suspect that the reason Janice is being quite so friendly
is she hopes to prise you out of her swim suit before very much
longer." Mark said "Oh" and stood up and before long we were all
dressed the same as when we were born.

	"Don't know about you girls", Annie said, "but much as I like
fingers and tongues and, er, things one finds in the bathroom, I
really feel like a good firm cock squirting hot juice into me to round
off the day. Which Dave has to provide because I say so and it's my
party. Anyone else?"

	"Well, I quite fancy Dave's cock, now you come to mention it,
but since he has to look after you, I'll stick with Mark," said
Janice. "Not that there's anything wrong with your bod, Mark

	Paul didn't say anything; his tongue was already well up
Michelle's smooth pussy. Michelle just gave the thumbs up. Janice was
tickling Mark's fancy. "Looks like it's just us in this corner," I
said to Annie. "What would m'lady like?"

	I didn't really need to ask. What Annie liked most of all was
surprisingly "normal", considering what we'd been doing all day. She
comes a lot from being fucked in a more or less missionary position,
but she gets her legs right up, and tucks her elbows inside her knees,
which makes for a nice straight entry, which means I can hit her
favourite spot with the head of my cock every time! Paul is sitting on
the footstool with his legs off one side; Michelle is sitting on his
lap facing him with her legs off the other side of the stool. They
just wrap their arms around each other and rock gently. I've done that
with Michelle; she's fantastic! And James and Janice are looking after
Mark. Mark is lying on his back on the sofa, Janice is lying face up
on top of him, and she's gently working his cock into her arse. When
she's got him in to the hilt, James will climb on top and fuck her
pussy. I don't think Mark will last more than five minutes once
James' cock starts sliding into and past his with just a thin piece
of Janice in between. Me, I'm trying to ignore them all. If you've
been keeping track, you'll have noticed that I only came once today so
far, so if I'm to give Annie the session she's hoping for, I'm gonna
have a rough time not cutting loose too early. So if you'll excuse me,
I'll just get on with it. Bye now. Drop in again sometime, we'll chat
about some more of the early adventures. Or some of the later ones...