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When the music's over, turn out the lights
Date: 10/10/2014, Categories: Group Sex, Author: happylooker, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories
It was one of those teen/twenty parties, where everyone sits around drinking and smoking weed until no one can really function anymore. That’s how I was, anyhow. I had gone past the stage of dancing and then past the stage of sitting there, listening to the music and thinking ‘wow, this is the best song ever’, until the next one comes on and that is the best song ever. I had duly elected King of my Castle by Wamdue Project as the ultimate, until the 49ers stepped in with Touch Me. But that’s cheating, because they sampled Aretha Franklin and she, nailed to their killer disco, could rule the entire universe. Anyway, my euphoria was being dragged down by fatigue. Now, at about three in the morning, those who were going home had gone, and the rest of us were staying. I had gone to the party with two boys, who had both got lucky and were elsewhere – probably in one of the three bedrooms, which our host had informed us were now full and out of bounds. We were welcome to sleep in the front room. That meant on the floor, because they had put all the furniture in the garage to make room for dancing, and everyone was too stoned to think about bringing it back in. There were a few cushions and pillows and blankets and a couple of sleeping bags, which had been grabbed by the less destroyed of the gathering. I had secured a pillow and a blanket, so that was fine. And I was sharing them (not my idea at first) with this guy called Al, who was quite good looking in a juvenile way but ...