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Subject: {ASSM} Julies first shave {Barry Centric}
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Date: Fri, 22 May 2009 01:10:01 -0400
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Title: Julies first shave
Author: Barry Centric

It was a friday night in 2002 in the dormitory town of Milton Keynes
just north of London. Julie and Sam, married five years
and no children were sitting around a table in the
local pub, the dog and duck. The pub looked old
and quait at first glance, but like most things in the new
town it was not quite what it seemed. With fake oak beams
and built with re-claimed bricks. It tried to look
like a 16th century hostelry, but the 8 foot
high ceilings, double cavity walls
and central heating (subtley disguised) boasted modern convenience.


Julie was 32 years old, and had had her hair done in a bright electric purple.
She was wearing a skirt, tights and a white blouse. Apart from her hair
she looked like any other office worker.
She had a nice figure and a pretty face, and a general sensual air.


Around the table were James and Sandra, a good looking couple
in their mid-thirties, and Gerald and Susan, both in their early forties.
All of them were winding down the week of work in the city.
The boys wore jeans and loose fitting cotton rugby tops.
All The girls neat skirts and the unwritten office uniform standard of
nylon clad legs. Susan had changed her `office skirt' to a cheerful
short blue one, one notch above slutty. It clung tightly
to her hips and showed off her well kept figure.
Susan gave Gerald a commanding glance.
Gerald coughed and looked around. The four pints he had
had already of the evening, gave him a little dutch courage.
"Theres a special party on tonight" he began.
Susan gently poked him in the side to get him to spill the beans.
"Its an adult theme party, alot of fun, anything goes...
we can get you in.."
James asked "what is this the fabled wife swapping club of milton keynes.."
Sandra looked at her husband and jokingly
asked Gerald "What are you a swinger" ?
Susan piped up "its should be a wild party..."
Gerald "no one is forced to do anything, but I promise you it will be fun"
Julie rested her thigh against Sams, and glanced into his eyes.
Julie and Sam had a secret. Sam was sterile. They had talked and talked
about sperm donation and even the possibility of a male friend to help them out.
Sam understood, that this could be the solution, and that the pressing of
her thigh against his, and the look, was her way of saying,
this might solve the problem.
They had spoken of the problems of having a biological father
getting in the way and demanding access. Both Sam and Julie were now
set on going to the party, and Julies womb was calling for destiny
to fulfill it.


The night in the pub went on a little longer and another
round of drinks was bought and consumed.
Julies asked Gerald where the `party' was.
He told her they could all share a taxi. The impression was
you don't need to know unless you attend. This gave the impression
to James and sandra, that is was a bit seedy. They thanked them for the offer
and declined.
James and Sandra made their appologies to
Sam and Julie and walked off into the summer breeze
outside the pub.


Gerald ordered the taxi on his mobile and Sam and Julie went outside
to wait for it.
Julie: "Look if I do this"
Sam:   "I know"
Julie: "I am dead nervous of this club/swinger thing"
Sam:   "Well you know what always gets you very randy"
Julie: "I could, yeah, I could..."


Sam took out a joint from his ciggarette case. It was skunk, powerful stuff.
They smoked it together, Sam trying not to have too much, and Julie
seeking the resolve to go through with sleeping with a stranger,
took alot, inhaling deeply.
By the time the taxi came, both Sam and Julie were very stoned.
In the back seat of the taxi they snuggled together in the back.
Susan got in the back with them, and Gerald went into the front with
the taxi driver. He mumbled an address, and the car was underway.
Gerald and Susan had seen them share the joint, but had left them alone.
In the back of the car Sam started cuddling and caressing his wife.
She responded gently stroking his back. Slowly Sams hand teased
under her skirt and knickers and found her wet snatch.
She moaned but it was muffled by an open mouthed kiss.
She was stoned and randy and he was playing her like a violin.
Susan got Geralds attention and pointed to the couple on the
back seat. "well at least they ar'nt shy". Both he, the taxi driver
and Susan smirked, barely holding in laughter.
Sam and Julie in a stoned haze seemed unaware of their
fellow passengers.


The Taxi stopped on a gravel drive, and the two couples got out.
They were in the old expensive part of town.
Some outdoor candles lead the way up to a front door
covered in flowering clematis plants, and the flower heads
gently bobbed in the summer breeze.
They walked to the door of the large detached house,
Gerald had brought some bottles of wine
for the hostess, a 48 year old woman wearing diaphonous flowing gowns,
underneath which the the outlines of her bra and panties could be clearly seen.
She introduced herself as Cheryll. Susan rolled her eyes,
and Gerald said "Hi *Cheryll*", with empahsis on the name.
Sam suspected this was her 'play name' and that Susan and Gerald knew
her real one.
Cherryll spoke with a cultured accent and greeted them all warmly,
kissing both men on the lips, and hugging the women.
She had a bewitchingly trim figure and a the gait of a very sexually confident
and sensual woman.
Sam and Julies fears of the party were soon put to rest.
People at the party stood around drinking, wine mainly,
and eating nice party nibbles, volevons and other delicacies.
The only real swinging action, if one could call it that, was a
very attractive woman in her early forties, who in ear shot
of Sam and Julie asked a man upstairs. The pair disappeared
quite quickly, and their demeanor was clear, they were going
up for a shag. Julie looked into Sams eyes and he nodded, the
secret last little OK to her plan to get pregnant.
Meanwhile Cherryl was standing next to her husband, the Host of the party,
and quietly chatting.
Cheryll: "This is going a bit slow"
Host:    "What about a game"
Cheryll: "cars keys ?"
Host:    "naw half of these won't do that ; I can tell"
Cheryll: "what about the shaving game? If no girls volunteer
I'll do it"
Host:    "I bet you would old girl" he playfully slapped her bum. "yup ok
shaving game it is"
Julie was a little scared of missing the boat even here. she iagined
coming this far, and just attending a party and getting a bit drunk
and leaving, well, unfulfilled.
To come all this way and then miss out would be too much.
Also the alcohol and the grass had made he quite carefree and randy.
Sam was fairly stoned, and with some music playing found himself cuddled up to
his wife in a slow dance and eyeing-up the other women at
the party up at the same time.

The hostess, Cheryll, came up to them and handed them both
a large glass of sparkling white wine. They stopped their
slow dance and began to talk to her.
Cheryll: "Are you friends of Gerald and Susan"
Sam:     "Yes, we came from the dog and duck"
Cheryll: "I see, is it your first time here?"
Julie:   "Yes.. its seems very nice"
A gong bashed. And the Host, resplendent in his tux, shouted, "let the games begin"
Host: "OK its the ritual OF.... "
He paused for the crowd. They all chanted "WHoooooooo"
The Host waved them down a little.
Host: "The ritual SHAVING..." he held up a cut throat razor  "Do we have a volunteer." ?
Susan poked her husband in the ribs, and he grinned knowing she was bluffing.
No woman actually volunteered, although there was general banter
and playful shouts.
"OK then Ladies" said the host "girls this side and men the other, let
them have a little space, talk their dirty girlie only talk, and see if they can find the first VICTIM "
There was light hearted laughter and the girls and boys separated
like school children being told what to do by a teacher.



Julie went up to Susan
"Whats all this" she said.
Susan replied "well, its a game. The girl who decides to volunteer
will be taken to the coffee table, and then her pussy will be shaved
and afterwards, she gets to choose ANY man in the room to make love with"
Julie was a little taken aback.
With widened eyes she asked "Do you have to shag someone"?, the thought of
it sent waves of pleasant sensation to her pussy.
Susan continued " well you don't have to do anything, you could just get
shaved and not chose anyone, I think you'd get booed a bit though"

The couple that had gone upstairs earlier came back down into the living
room and realised something was up and separated. They looked a little ruffled
but content.
Julie was intrigued : "Is this all like secret"
Susan: "what do you mean"
Julie: "Like do people talk.."
Susan: "They have a saying what goes on at the parties stays on the parties"
and then slightly sarcastically "feel free girly"
Julie bit her lip and eyed the men up, they milled around joking
and talking on the other side of the room. Any one of them could probably
help her out, AND she realised she was getting very randy.
Julie thought quickly and came to a decision. She wanted sex and she did not want to wait all night.
Her brain was a little addled with the grass and the now half
consumed third glass of wine she held in her hands.
"I'LL DO IT" she yelled.
Susan: "Hey are you sure.."
Susan tried to grab Julies hand, but she had already walked into the middle
of the room.
"ME. I'LL VOLUNTEER. SHAVE ME" She said clearly to the assembled men folk.
She looked a picture. Standing there in her office white blouse, a mid-length
skirt showing a slightly full figure, and her nylon clad gentle rounded legs.
All the male eyes looked on her with with gentle lust, and a little glee.
She was the stereotypical thirty something woman, that wandered through
their office environments every day and launched a thousand fantasies.
The Women eyed her and thought, that will get the party going, and what a `larf'
this is, I might volunteer next time, just to see the look on hubbies face.



The Host walked over to her and quietly said
"well done" and gave her a hug.
What happened next Julie was a little unprepared for.
Several male hands gently took hold of her and guided her onto the coffee
table which had had cusions quickly placed on it.
Her skirt was taken off an she found a pair of hands pulling her knickers
down. This is what it must feel like to get gang banged she thought.
The idea and the male hands on her made her sexually excited. She felt the dampness
down below, and started to yearn for action.
Sam was looking on. The hostess sidled up to him.
"Its ok love, if she does not want this, they will stop immediately,
its only fun and games"
Sam: "OK she looks so sweet: but its what she wants.." His
eyes quickly glanced over her diaphonous dress and the knickers
and bra on display underneath.
The hostess sensing a whiff of possible trouble, acted quickly.
She placed her face a little nearer to Sams. He did not draw away.
She kissed him lightly on the cheek. He turned his lips to meet hers.
She placed her arm around his waist, and kissed him on the open mouth
her toungue darting in and playing with his.
He kissed her back and soon was gently rubbing her back.
Cherryll then took his hand and placed it on her right breast.
After a last glance at his wife, her tights (pantyhose) now being peeled
off her left leg. She looked content and flushed. Her exposed
pussy looked moist and slightly puffy. The sight turned him on more
and he ground his hip into cheryll.
Even through her pussy was exposed and she was being held by many pairs of male hands.
It seemed right, in a strange way, and so Sam allowed the
hostess to guide him away.
After all, If she could shag someone else, so could he!
They walked into another room, where after some feverish foreplay, where cheryll
without any prompting sucked his knob,  they
made love on a sofa, which had a large cotton throw on it.


In the other room, a crowd had increased in number around the coffee table.
A man took a shaving brush and mug out and lathered her pussy.
This felt nice, like a tease.
What Julie found really exciting, was the pairs of hands holding her down.
The blade of the  cut throat razor was taken out its clasp and Julie heard command to "keep still"
And then she felt the razor cutting her public hair off.
The hairs were scraped off and placed into a shaving mug.
Very erotically it touched the entire surface of her pussy.
She felt helpless and excited at submitting to this.
Her pussy area was slowly cleared of all the hair,
and she felt excitement build, and her pussy getting wetter
and wetter.
She realised clearly that many men were watching her, and looking
at at her naked lower body. She let out an "Mmmmmmm"
and then to the glee of the crowd around her "hurry up barber
I want to choose my man".
Her legs were prised wider open and the careful shaving continued.
A hand held the outer lips of her vagina as the last hairs were
taken off. It felt wonderful, and she longed for a finger
to 'accidentally on purpose' slip inside.
Host: "OK Then Julie" she opened her eyes. Nearly everyone in the room
was looking down on her. "Stand up and make your choice".
Julie was naked down below, and her eyes glowed with excitement.
The pairs of hands released their gentle grip on her
soft and beautiful body.
She held onto the sides of the coffee table and levered herself up.
Julie stood up and looked around. There was a nice looking man, about 30
with a goatee beard. "You..." She said.
He walked up to her, and then holding her hand took
her upstairs, into a bedroom. The crowd whooped and hollered but
Julie barely heard them.


The bedroom already stank of sex,
but this excited them both more. There was a vase stuffed full of
condoms beside the bed and as he went to get one,
she lied to him "I am on the pill, its OK"
He gently helped her ease off her top and bra.
He then cuddled her and she felt his errect penis on her tummy.
"do you like to be licked" he asked her, but she just murmurred
and pressed her groin into the top of his thigh.
He gently pushed her onto the bed, opened her legs a little
and licked her already wet vagina. It smelt of shaving foam and
sex juices. She moaned in pleasure
and bucked her hips to meet his tongue.
He decided she was already very aroused and wasted no time:
he moved up to penetrate.
The head of his penis found her sopping wet entrance and soon the whole length
was buried in the warm grip of her slippery vagina.
He started moving gently. Julie was in another world, a world of pure
sensual please, a female sexual trance. She tried to grip the penis with her
cunt muscles, and this felt so good that she had to, stop
and pause, the sensation was too nice and strong.
Alternatively she tried to stimulate her clit by pushing up to meet the thrusts.
She totally forgot about her baby making plan, and just bathed in an ecstacy of sexual
sensation, her head rolling side to side on the pillow
and framing her beautiful face with a cascade of bright purple hair.
They made love in missionary for about 15 minutes and then he
pulled out and tried to turn her over. At first she did not seem to understand
and he practically had to physically roll her over.
He placed his hand under her waist and lifted her up,
so her bum poked in the air.
Positioning behind her, he found the entrance again, and entered her.
She sneaked her finger up to rub her clit while he fucked her from behind.
The overwhelming excitement had her noisily come.
He rested as she moaned out of control, and then as she recovered
a little from her orgasm, he worked up to his own climax.
Building up the speed gradually with each thrust until finally,
he was at the point of no return, the last strokes were slow and
deliberate, he was coming anyway, savouring the feeling of
the gentle grip of her pink soft folds of delight, and then he came in her
shouting "ARRRGhhhhhh". His seed shot against her unprotected womb.
Julie her tousled beautiful purple hair framing her head face down on
the pillow grinned. Not only did this feel wonderful, but the baby she
had always wanted was maybe just maybe on the way. She imagined the sperm
trickling into her, finding her eggs...

They lay cuddling for about five minutes and then the unknown man said
"thank you that was lovely, lets go and see whats happening downstairs"
He kissed her gently on the forehead, and then got off the bed.
They dressed and went down, the party was as it was when they had come
down at the beginning. People were standing around and talking and drinking wine
as though it were any normal straight-laced middle class gathering in England.
Sam came up to Julie and they both hugged. Cheryll looked on with
a compassionate gaze.


Sam and Julie now wanted each others normal sane company, they had had enough
of this strange environment for now. They phoned a taxi.
They snuggled up to each other on the way home, and when home
make love and fell asleep. Inside Julie as they slept, unbeknownst to
her, a sperm wriggled up and found one of her eggs. It broke though the
cell wall and Julie was now pregnant (something she would very
happily be aware of in six weeks time), in her husbands arms with
a trickle of two mens sperm running down her thigh. A happy and fulfilled woman,
snuggled up to a man who loved her.


They had solved their little problem, and had found some great fun and games
to play on the weekend. `Cheryll' (really called `prudence'
they later found out) had told them they were welcome
to all the parties now, and was especially impressed that Julie had
'played a swinger game' at her first party !


All comments welcome.


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