1. When the music's over, turn out the lights


    Date: 10/10/2014, Categories: Group Sex, Author: happylooker, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    was to grunt something about going to the bathroom and then he stood up and left the room. On the other side of me were a boy and a girl who had been together all night and I presumed were a couple. She stood up and left too, and the guy slid towards me. He had long fair hair and a beard. “Looks like it’s all change,” he said enigmatically. “What do you mean?” I asked. “I think they’re getting back together,” he explained. “Al and…” “Melanie,” he said helpfully. It turned out that they were a long-standing couple and this guy, Phil, had stepped in a few days earlier when Al and Mel (for heaven’s sake, you can’t be a couple with matching names – it’s just too… I don’t know) had had a bust-up. Phil seemed like a man with initiative, as he quickly got through the formalities and suggested we pool our resources, each doubling our blanket and pillow collection. So we each had somewhere to lay our head and we had a blanket as a mattress and the other as the cover. “Were you going to… with Al?” Phil asked. “I don’t think he knows what a vagina is,” I said, and he laughed. “How about you and Melanie?” “She knows what a vagina is,” he said. “And she’s very territorial about it." Phil was very close now and he kissed me lightly on the lips. I kissed him back and he moved half on top of me. There were seven or eight other people in the room and although it was dark and quiet, I got the impression we were the cabaret. But it was dark, after all, and we had blanket cover and I was by ...
    now desperate to get my hands on some manhood, so when Phil unzipped my jeans, I felt it was only polite to take them off. I left my thong on, though. Phil took his own jeans off, and his underpants, and we lay together, kissing happily and handling each other’s private parts. There was a bit of rustling and a cough from the audience. “Come on, then,” a female voice said quite loudly. “Who’s going to be the first?” She hit the light on her cell phone and waved it around to weigh up the room. “Davie and Lynn,” she said. They both raised a hand. “Gary and… who?” “Rachel,” said Rachel with a giggle. “Anil and…” “My right hand,” said Anil. “Well you just be a good boy,” the girl said. “And who’s that? Phil and?” “Vicki,” I said. “Oh, hi Vicki, nice to meet you,” she said. “And I’m Sarah and this, of course, is my friend Sue. Now, we’re all adults – just about, in some cases – and this is the 1990s and we’re all a bit out of it at a party, so why don’t we just get on with what is on our minds?” There was a bit of sniggering and it went quiet, then everyone began getting into position. Phil pulled by thong down, put it to his nose and took a long, deep sniff before putting it under his pillow. Then he climbed on top of me and, kissing me strongly, slammed his cock into me. “The train is in the tunnel,” Sarah said happily. I was weirdly excited at being fucked by a guy I had only just met, in a room full of people who not only knew we were doing it, but were doing it themselves. Soon ...
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