Junior Year Box Set

“Don’t worry, I’m the only old broad here.”

I blushed. I pulled out two twenties, gave them to her, and the woman gave us a basket to put our clothes in. I don’t know why I was nervous about getting naked; it must have been because she was my mom’s age. I did manage to get it done, though, and she wasn’t bashful when she checked me out. I guess I expected a full-blown orgy to be in progress. What we found was soft music playing and nude people eating snacks and having cocktails. The good news was that our hostess was right: everyone else was either in college or recently out.

Looking around the room, I saw someone I recognized: Violet. I walked over to her and introduced her to Sadie. Violet, in turn, introduced me to Ben, the man she’d brought. I wasn’t sure how this worked.

“I would like to spend some time with you,” I said to Violet.

“Would you mind being with Ben?” she asked Sadie.

Sadie got a nervous look but calmed down when Ben smiled at her. I was a little shocked when we went upstairs and into the same bedroom. I was glad when Ben and Violet took the lead and began to kiss their chosen partner. Violet was a good kisser and soon had me forgetting there was another couple in the room. There was a bed and a couch, and Violet guided me to the couch.

Violet was more to my taste. She was five-eight and had a solid C cup with big nipples that just begged me to chew on them. Her hips were a little wider than I would have preferred, but she was cute. Violet had a tattoo on her lower back, what my mom called a ‘tramp stamp.’ Mom had warned me about girls like Violet. I just hoped she was right!

When she had me seated on the couch, she grabbed a pillow and put it between my feet on the floor. Violet then knelt down and spread my legs so she could suck me. I looked up and saw that Ben had gone down on Sadie. I glanced over at the door, and there were two couples watching us.

I tapped Violet’s shoulder to get her attention.

“What’s the deal with the voyeurs?” I asked.

“Early on, some people like to watch. You’re a good-looking guy, and some of the women want to find out if you’re any good. Just ignore them for now,” she said as she found a condom and put it on me.

I leaned back as Violet straddled my waist and slotted Mr. Happy. I felt the familiar thrill as I slid home. Once Violet got started, she wanted it hard and fast. It was good that I had already climaxed earlier, or I would have lost it early on. Violet finally had an orgasm and put me into a lip-lock as she wrapped me in a bear hug.

“I’d normally want to continue this and get you off, but you have a line,” she said. “I’ll talk to you later.”

With that, she hopped off, and Mr. Happy waved at a cute black girl who had to be six-one. This girl looked to be made for sex. I glanced over at the bed and Ben must have had sex with Sadie, because he seemed to be taking a nap and she was nowhere to be found.

I took my time with the new girl and laid her down on the couch. She loved it when I toyed with her breasts, and I found that her nipples were supersensitive. I soon had her begging me to do her, so I put on a new condom and slid into luxury. Her hot center took me to the hilt on the first try. The girl let out a loud moan when my nuts came to rest on her butt. Then she used her muscles to squeeze my dong, which made me moan.

“You keep that up, and I’ll erupt,” I warned her.

“Get me there first,” she ordered.

I smiled and began to give her long slow strokes while I played with her breasts. The girl reached between us and rubbed her nubbin. We got a good rhythm going, and she wrapped her long legs around my butt to urge me on. We continued for several minutes when she appeared to be getting close. I then did my short, fast strokes followed by long, slow strokes technique. The variety seemed to work every time I did it.

“Yes. Yes! YES!” she screamed as her velvet vise grasped me.

I joined her, unable to hold out any longer. I felt my sack tighten and then released the hound. It was a good thing she was a big girl because I collapsed on top of her. God, she felt good under me.

Mr. Happy was still half hard, but I decided I need a break. I went to the bathroom and cleaned up. I worried that the couch might be stained, if the amount of girl-juice on my package and stomach was any indication. As I  walked back downstairs, I spotted Sadie in one of the bedrooms. She was having sex with an older guy who must have been the hostess’s husband. I quickly stepped out of the room since it made me think of my dad with a twelve-year-old. No one wants to see their parent have sex, especially like that.