Slumber PartyBy:

Peppi walked into the den, saying "Dave, could you get us some 
Cokes? And maybe some chips? They're in the kitchen." Peppi was wearing a thin tee shirt that reached just below a clearly visible pair of bikini panties. And nothing else. Her nipples were if anything more visible than her panty line, and she knew it.
When I got my breath back, which I hoped wasn't more than a couple of 
heartbeats, I assured her that I would find refreshments and bring them 
to her. I had the feeling that I may have stammered a bit; her grin 
reinforced the feeling. She turned and went back down the hall to her 
bedroom. A number of analogies for her swinging hips went through my mind as she walked away, but they were all trite and hackneyed, and thus 
inadequate. My throat was still dry, and I could feel an erection 
beginning to press against my pants. 

When I got to the kitchen, I found the goodies with no problem, but realized that I had no idea how many girls were back there. I filled a glass with ice, popped the top of a can of Coke and started to pour. 
My hands were very obviously shaking. I took a deep breath and shouted down the hall, "How many drinks, ladies?"
Peppi's voice came back right away. "Five! No, Six!"
"Coming right up," I shouted back with more confidence than I felt. 
I filled six glasses with Coke, and arranged them on a tray around 
a bowl that I filled with chips. I picked up the tray, and then set it down 
again while I adjusted my pants, trying to make myself a little less obvious. 
I couldn't get the image of Peppi and her tee shirt out of mind. And now I 
was going to pick up this tray and walk down to that room and she would be there and I would hand her the tray and I would be looking right at her, and there would be no avoiding it. I was still shaking as I picked up the tray and started down the hall.
The door to her room was standing half-open. I called "Room service!", 
pushed the door open with my elbow and stepped inside. Standing in the 
corner of the room, directly in front of my eyes, was a girl wearing 
nothing but a pair of panties. For what seemed an eternity, but couldn't 
have been more than a full second, there wasn't a sound or a movement in 
the room. Then the naked girl screamed and grabbed a shirt from the bed, 
covered herself, and dived beneath the side of the bed. The room full of 
girls began cackling and roaring and laughing and shrieking. My face was 
burning, and my eyes focused on the spot where the girl had been 
standing. I couldn't see anything else in the room. I mumbled "Whoops. 
Sorry," set the tray down on a desk beside the door, turned, and 
retreated from the room with waves of mad laughter following me down the hall.
When I got back to the den, I tried to calmly assess what had happened. 
The girl hadn't been Peppi, of that much I was sure, but whoever she was 
she certainly had a nice body. Beautiful breasts, for sure. In the 
confusion, I hadn't even seen Peppi. I hadn't seen anyone well enough to 
tell anything about them except that they were all more-or-less dressed. 
It was strange, but my semi-erection had disappeared.
I was sitting there, thinking about what had happened so far, when Peppi led a parade of girls into the den. I felt a pang of mild disappointment to see that all of them were now clothed. Peppi was carrying a glass of Coke in her hand, and she thrust it at me as she said, "Here, this was supposed to be for you, but you ran out before we could do the introductions. Anyway, I want you to meet my friends." The friends all grinned and waved.
"Anyway, Dave, this is Bobbi. I know you already met her, but I don't think you saw her face." She grinned broadly.
Bobbi stepped forward and offered her hand. "Nice to meet you, 
Dave," she said with a mischievous glint in her eye.
I shook her hand and said, "Bobbi." I tried to keep my eyes locked on 
hers, but I couldn't keep from glancing down. She was now wearing jeans 
and a loose sweatshirt. I heard a soft chorus of giggles from the others.
Peppi stepped to the next girl in line and introduced her as Anouk. 
We shook hands and exchanged greetings. At the next girl, Peppi said, "This is Katarina. As I shook hands with Katarina, I had the feeling that there was something surreal about this whole thing. When we reached the last girl, Peppi patted her on the shoulder, "And this is Caitlin. She's the baby of the bunch."
Caitlin punched Peppi on the shoulder and laughed, "I'm no baby!" 
I gave up on my book; I was totally unable to concentrate. So I turned 
the TV on, and turned down the sound so that it was barely audible. I sat 
mindlessly channel-surfing for several minutes. It suddenly occurred to 
me that I was able to hear the TV. The house was quiet. I wondered if the 
girls had gone to sleep. I strained to hear any sounds from Peppi's room. 
After a few seconds, I could hear the sound of whispers from down the 
hall, although I couldn't make out any words. Then I clearly heard a soft 
"Shit!", giggles, and a feigned hoarse "Take it off!". If I were a bettin' man, I'd have to say that there was a strip poker game in progress. I listened for a few more minutes, but heard nothing else that was intelligible. I stood up and walked quietly to the hall. The hall was dark, the only light coming from the open door to Peppi's room. I could hear the blood pounding in my ears. I walked very slowly down the hall toward the light, staying in the shadows. As I drew closer, I could see that four of the girls were sitting in a circle on the floor. I didn't see Caitlin, but all of the others except Katarina appeared to be braless. I could see Bobbi clearly, and her breasts looked just as good now as they did before. Peppi had her back to me, with Anouk on her left between her and Bobbi so that I could see her in profile. As I watched, Katarina dealt cards to Peppi and Anouk, 
but skipped Bobbi. I choked as I realized what that meant. Bobbi had already lost everything. She was sitting there with nothing left to bet. 
I stood there praying silently for her to stand up.
Just then, Caitlin said, "Hi, Dave!" She was fully clothed, 
apparently a non-player, and standing just behind Anouk. I nearly 
panicked, then stepped forward into the light and said, "Anybody need 
anything?"
The girls looked around at each other, then Bobbi shook her head and said, 
"Not right now, thanks." No one appeared to have the slightest concern 
for the situation.
Without turning around, Peppi dismissed me with a friendly "We'll let you 
know if we need anything, Dave." I turned and retreated once more 
to the safety of the den.
I have no idea how long I had been sitting there. My mind was reeling, 
and thoughts of naked girls were irrepressible. It had to have been at 
least fifteen or twenty minutes, I suppose. Then Peppi came walking in, 
fully clothed. "Dave, we're getting ready to start another game, 
and we want you to play, too." I looked up, speechless. But then I thought of  all those nice bodies, and thought about being there and part of the 
game. The hell with it. "Okay, Peppi. I'll play." She squealed, jumped up and gave me a huge hug, then grabbed my hand and led me down the hall. We walked in to the room, and she bowed deeply, sweeping her hand in front of me, and sang, "Tada!" The girls all clapped and screamed. 
We all sat cross-legged in a circle on the floor, and Bobbi explained the rules. Five-card draw, ante a piece of clothing, then bet before and after the draw. If you don't win, you take off what you bet, 
and it goes to the winner. If you later win a hand from someone who holds 
your clothes, you can trade for your own back. Except that when you lose 
your last piece of clothes, you're out. It sounded more complicated than 
it was, and to tell the truth the rules tended to get made up as the game 
went on, anyway.
Because of the rules, the game progressed quickly. After all, seven or 
eight hands without a winner would leave you pretty breezy. Anouk was the first one out. I reluctantly admit that as the game went on, my 
concentration drained away rapidly. Anouk was on my left, and even though that meant I couldn't get a clear look without staring, it also meant 
that her bare leg was against mine. Bobbi was next to go, and she was 
sitting directly opposite me (that seemed to be becoming her standard 
position) with her feet touching and pulled in close and her knees spread 
wide, seemingly oblivious to the view she was giving me. Katarina, on my 
right was next to succumb, then finally Peppi, sitting between Katarina and 
Bobbi. Despite all the others, Peppi took my breath away. I couldn't take my eyes off her, and I suppose it was pretty obvious from the smirks around the circle.  It was finally down to me and Caitlin. I had nothing but my briefs left, while Caitlin had both bra and panties, and she had never lost her bra. I had lost and regained my tee shirt a couple of times, but on the last hand I had garbage and lost the tee back as ante. I had Caitlin's blouse among my winnings, so I thought I might have a chance if I could only win a hand. Alas, it was not to be. Peppi dealt me a pair of Jacks, and my heart leaped. I had nothing to bet, so I had to check. Caitlin could have bet, but there was no point, so she checked as well. I drew three cards, and Caitlin drew one. I squeezed my cards open, and there smiling back at me was a third Jack. I spread my hand on the table and casually said, "Read em and weep." Caitlin turned over five little hearts. Ah, well. 
C'est la guerre.I stood, announced "Ladies, I believe we have a winner," and slid my briefs down and kicked them off. All the girls applauded Caitlin, and hugged and congratulated her. She stared at my cock, standing proudly erect in honor of the room full of naked, absolutely first class girl-flesh. I was thoroughly enjoying the view, and it was pretty 
obvious. When the commotion of the victory celebration began to die down, all of the girls stood watching me. I said, apropos of nothing in 
particular, "Well, what now?" Anouk popped up with "Caitlin wants to touch your cock!" Caitlin punched her, turned beet red, and denied it, 
"I do not!" The others all started chanting "Do, too! Do, too!" Then Bobbi suggested, 
"I'll bet he'll let you touch it if you take the rest of your clothes 
off."

Peppi joined in, "Will you, Dave? If Caitlin takes the rest of her 
clothes off, will you let her touch your cock?"

I grinned, it was fun teasing Caitlin, and I got caught up in it. "Sure, 
why not?"

The girls started cheering again, and Bobbi stepped forward to be Master 
of Ceremonies.

As Caitlin began to unhook her bra, the other girls started a vocal drum 
roll, then as she slid it off and dropped it to the floor, Bobbi announced, 
"Behold, Sir! These are genuine, 100 percent pure, prime nineteen year 
old boobs!"

I bowed in acknowledgement, and the girls cheered again.

Bobbi coughed lightly, "Ahem. Uh, Caitlin, you still have something left to 
do." Caitlin blushed again, then slid her panties down and off, picked 
them up and handed them to me.

"These are for you, Dave," Caitlin said softly and shyly.

"Great idea!" Bobbi added, and began to gather up the other girls' panties. 
She picked up my pants, stuffed the panties in the pocket, then handed 
them to me so that I could add Caitlin's to the collection. Again a cheer 
went up from the crowd.

While this was going on, Caitlin reached out, placed her finger on the 
head of my cock and pressed it down a couple of inches, then removed her 
finger and giggled wildly as it bounced up and down. The crowd went wild.

Bobbi and Katarina announced that they were going to the kitchen for drinks, 
and the rest of us fell unto an easy conversation. Peppi congratulated 
Caitlin again for her bravery in touching my cock, and Caitlin said that 
she had always wanted to see what it was like, and wasn't about to let a 
chance go by. By this time, my pre-cum was flowing pretty freely, and 
drew comments from the assembled multitudes. We talked about cocks in 
general, and mine in particular, and I began to get rather comfortable 
with the situation. I now looked over the collection of tits and pussies 
with unconcealed interest, and the girls seemed comfortable with this as 
well. At this point Anouk wondered aloud what had happened to Bobbi and 
Katarina, and we all started out down the hall looking for them.

They weren't in the kitchen, but when we came back to Peppi's room we heard 
sounds coming from further down the hall. Peppi put her finger in front of 
her lips and we walked silently down to the room that had been her 
brother's when he lived at home. The door was open, but the only light 
was from a small lamp on a bedside table. Bobbi was lying on her back on 
the bed, and Katarina was lying between her legs with her face buried in 
Bobbi's crotch. Bobbi was moaning with pleasure. "Cool!" Peppi exclaimed.

Caitlin stood looking in amazement at what was going on, then Anouk took 
her by the hand and led her to the bed. "Come on, Caitlin," she said, "do 
me. Do just like Katarina's doing. Then I'll do you." Anouk lay beside Bobbi on 
the bed. Caitlin at first looked a little reluctant, then moved between 
Anouk's legs and began to lap tentatively at her crotch. Anouk's fingers 
looped softly in Caitlin's hair, and Caitlin began to get into the spirit 
of things, gaining enthusiasm with every passing second.

Peppi looked admiringly for a moment, then took me by the hand. "Come on, 
Mister. I ain't gettin' left out!" She lay back on the floor and spread 
her legs. I looked longingly at her lovely bush, and thought about what I 
was doing. I was probably already in deep trouble, and if I laid a hand 
on one of these girls I was looking at more than disgrace and loss of my 
job, I was looking at a prison sentence. On the other hand, I might be 
lucky and get hit by a truck crossing the street. I dropped to the floor 
and moved between Peppi's legs.

I slid my hands up along her waist and around to her back, letting my 
thumbs just trace the curve of her breasts. Her skin was incredibly soft 
and smooth, and her flesh was firm. I remembered that she was an athlete. 
I kissed her belly, then let my hand slide down to trace the curve of her 
hip as my lips moved upward. When I had first touched her, she had pushed 
my head down toward her crotch, but now she caressed my shoulders, then 
let her fingers move up and through my hair, letting me set the pace. I 
let my cheek rest against her right breast, while I gently moved my 
fingers over the other one, flitting them lightly across the nipple. It 
was hard and erect. I turned my head slightly and took it between my 
lips, flicking it gently with my tongue. She moaned very softly. I cupped 
both her breasts with my open hands, and began to kiss my way down 
between them. I slid my hands down along her hips until my fingers traced 
the crease below her buttocks. My lips flicked lightly across her belly, 
then down to her inner thigh. I felt her soft pubic hair brush against my 
cheek as I moved lower. She spread her legs for me, and I kissed my way 
all the down behind her left knee, then moved over to her right leg and 
began slowly moving back up. As I got closer, I could feel her wetness 
against my face, and feel her muscles beginning to tighten up. She was 
beginning to make animal sounds deep in her throat, and her fingers 
tightened in my hair. I had wanted to prolong this more, but I was not 
going to be able to resist much longer. I turned my face directly into 
her, and let my tongue lap up through her slit until it flicked across 
her clit. She screamed. I moved my hands to cup her buttocks and press 
her into my face. I thrust my tongue into her and lapped upward. She 
arched her back, began to move powerfully back and forth, and a prolonged 
"Ah!" sound came from her, almost like singing. I settled into a rhythmic 
lapping up and across her clit, then taking it between my lips, sucking 
it in, and pressing it out with my tongue. Now her hands pressed my face 
hard into her, and she began to thrust violently back into me. I wondered 
if my teeth were going to break, then decided I didn't care. She began a 
short, harsh panting sound that grew in intensity until it was 
near-deafening, then she suddenly gave a single high-pitched scream and 
went limp. I lay between her legs with my head resting on her thigh, 
licking her slowly and softly.

After a few seconds, perhaps a minute, she sat up, pulled me up and 
pointed my head toward the bed. We had attracted an audience. No one said 
a word. They all sat there grinning. Then Peppi rolled over, rolled me onto 
my back and said, "Time for some oral sex for you now, Sir." As she 
wrapped her lips around my dick, the other girls watched for a few 
seconds, then went back to their own activities.

I wasn't at all sure how much of this I could take. I had been to the 
brink several times during the evening, and the touch of Peppi's lips was 
ecstasy beyond belief. I braced myself as much as I could, and tried to 
hold out. Peppi must have understood, because she slowed the pace and began 
caressing me as she released my cock and began kissing around it. I was 
in a state of prolonged excitement that now seemed as though it could go 
on forever. Peppi raised her head and asked softly, "Is there anything 
you'd like to do, Sir?" At first I didn't catch her meaning, then when I 
did my voice caught in my throat.

Finally I managed to get out a strangled, "Yes."

Peppi then asked sweetly, "What is it you want to do, Sir?"

I stammered out, "I want to make love to you, Peppi."

"We're making love, aren't we? Is there something special you want to 
do?"

Now I knew what she wanted from me. I took a deep, painful, breath, and 
said, "I want to fuck you, Peppi."

"You want to fuck my young pussy, Sir?"

"Yes, Peppi! Yes! I want to fuck your young pussy!"

"I think we can do that," she said and moved astride me. Just as she 
started to lower herself onto my cock, the cry came from the bed.

"No FAIR!" shouted Bobbi. The lips of Peppi's pussy had already covered the 
head of my cock, but now she pulled back and sat beside me on the floor.

"Okay, Bobbi," said Peppi, "What's fair? He's certainly not going to be able 
to take care of all of us. Not tonight, anyway."

I was being discussed like a side of beef, but somehow it didn't seem to 
matter. I listened with great interest. Bobbi thought for a minute, then 
said, "I've got an idea. It's not perfect, but it's a start." With that, 
she got up, turned toward the bed, and leaned over it. "Okay, Katarina, you 
get here next to me."

Peppi caught on quickly. "Great idea!" she said, and took her position next 
to Katarina. Anouk followed up and moved next to Peppi. Caitlin started toward 
the bed, then decided there wasn't enough room, said, "It's okay, I don't 
really want to, anyway; I'll just watch," and moved to one side.

I felt a mild pang at Caitlin's decision, but realistically I wasn't going 
to be able to make it through the other four anyway. I told her that it 
was all right if she didn't want to, that I respected her decision, that 
she was pretty as she could be, and really turned me on, and that just 
having her nearby was enough for me. Caitlin turned a chair at the desk 
toward the bed and took a seat. "OK, I'll keep time," she said. "How are 
we going to do it?"

Anouk spoke up and said, "How about five minutes with each of us the 
first time?"

Bobbi laughed and said, "How about two minutes, Anouk? I don't think five 
minutes would work really well."

I coughed and confessed, "I'm not sure that I can make two minutes each, 
to be honest. I'm already so fired up that I'll be lucky if I can do a 
minute."

Again it was Bobbi who spoke up, "Okay, I can understand that. How about 
this? Go around one time just kind of trying us on for size for a few 
seconds to get used to everybody, then back again for one minute each, 
then we'll go to two minutes until you can't do any more."

And I thought the earlier conversations had been surreal. What else could 
I do? I thought for a second, then conceded, "I think I can do that. Is 
that okay with everybody?" Four heads nodded, and some giggles sneaked 
out. "Okay, ready to go?" Four more nods. I moved behind Bobbi.

Caitlin watched intently as I pushed into Bobbi. She sighed as I slid all the way in, 
and I felt her cunt ripple slightly. That was almost enough to do me in 
right there. I gasped, and Bobbi giggled. My hands were on her back, and I 
could feel her laughing. She felt so good I didn't want to pull out, but 
I knew I had to. I stepped back, and moved behind Katarina. I pressed the 
head of my cock against her, and it slid in smoothly. She was not only 
tight, she began to milk me with her cunt. I knew I had to pull out 
quickly, or I was lost, but when I started to pull out, she clamped down 
on me. The shock itself kept me from losing it, but I knew I was going to 
be in trouble with her. I pulled out, and when I did, she said softly, 
"Something the matter, Dave?" I could feel her laughing, as well.

"Not a thing, Katarina. Very nice," I answered, and moved on to the one I had 
really been waiting for: Peppi. I couldn't define what it was about her 
that attracted me so much, but there was definitely something. I was 
almost afraid to touch her at all for fear that I would lose it on the 
spot before I even got into her. Nevertheless I moved into position, and 
when I did, she turned her head toward me and smiled. As soon as the head 
of my cock penetrated her, she did something that pulled me tightly into 
her and began to move her hips slowly. I wanted nothing more than to stay 
right where I was, and probably would have, but Caitlin spoke up and said 
that she thought my few seconds were up. My hands had been resting on 
Peppi's waist, and as I pulled out of her, she reached up and grasped my 
hand. One more to go, and then we get down to serious business.

When I slid into Anouk, she sighed breathily and squeezed me tightly. I 
paused a few seconds to get the feel of her, then pulled out and moved 
back behind Bobbi. I turned to Caitlin and asked her to tell me when she was 
ready to start timing. She said, "One minute, this time, right?" and I 
nodded affirmatively. She held up her hand, then began counting down. 
"Ten . . . five . . . three, two, one, go!"

I slid into Bobbi, placed my hands on her hips and began stroking gently. 
She started doing her ripple trick, and I began to really get into it. As 
I drove harder, the bed began to move, and Bobbi moved in sync with me. 
Time seemed to stand still. The tingle started to spread over my body. I 
was getting very close, and I didn't care. From a very great distance I 
heard Caitlin's voice saying "Ten . . . " An eternity later I heard her 
say "Five . . . " There were a couple of guttural moans that I realized 
wonderingly were coming from my throat, then I heard Caitlin say "Stop!" I 
didn't know what she was talking about. She said, "Out!" I wondered what 
on earth she was trying to say. Then I felt a sharp slap on my rump. That 
brought me back to the real world, and I reluctantly pulled out.

Bobbi scowled to Caitlin, "Killjoy . . . " Caitlin reminded her that rules 
were rules, and if she didn't like it to take it up with the rules 
committee.

I was panting heavily, and said to the world in general that I needed a 
couple of minutes to rest. Katarina, who had been lying in position, rolled 
over, sat up and stretched. I hadn't been paying as much attention to 
Katarina as she deserved. She had an exquisite little body, perfectly 
proportioned, and her nipples were just right. All of these girls had the 
smooth skin of their age, and the taut bodies of the active, but they 
were by no means indistinguishable. They were all unique, and all 
uniquely attractive. I was standing, just looking admiringly at Katarina when 
Caitlin said that if I meant that couple of minutes literally my two 
minutes were up. Katarina smiled at me once more, rolled over and said, 
"Ready when you are, Dave." The others watched with interest as I 
stepped up to Katarina and cautiously entered her. This time I was ready for 
her when she began milking, and I began to move in rhythm with her. I had 
been expecting trouble, and it came quickly. I hadn't been in her more 
than ten seconds when I began to feel the tingling. I had over 
three-quarters of a minute still to go, and it was going to be very 
tough. I began sliding my hands along her back in a light caress, trying 
to concentrate on her to slow down my own reactions. I was pumping hard 
now, and completely involuntarily. I knew I wasn't going to be able to 
get control, so I would have to manage some other way. The tingling was 
getting stronger. My arms and legs felt as though they had been asleep. 
My breath was coming in short gasps. I was praying to hear Caitlin's 
voice. Then it came. The countdown started, and I concentrated on it as 
though my life depended on it. When she said stop, I pulled out 
immediately and sat down on the bed, gasping.

Peppi looked at me with a worried expression and asked if I was all right. 
Katarina was gasping a little herself, but she giggled (didn't these girls 
ever stop giggling) and said that I would be fine in a few minutes -- 
though it could be more than a couple this time. I saw Bobbi glare at her. 
Katarina looked up innocently and said, "That was one minute, right?" Caitlin 
affirmed it, and then Katarina added not so innocently, "Two minutes next 
time ought to do it." I figured she was probably right, and there was 
probably not a thing I could do about it.

Katarina had been right about it. When Caitlin said that two minutes had 
passed, I still needed a couple of minutes more. Katarina was grinning like 
the cat who caught the canary. Peppi still looked concerned, but when I 
stood up, she rolled over and assumed the position. When I put my hands 
on her waist in preparation, she reached back and covered my right hand 
with hers, and gave me a little squeeze. Bobbi remarked to Caitlin that she 
had better get a whip ready if she planned on getting me out of Peppi on 
time. I took a deep breath and slid into her.

This time she moved with me, and very gently. I was in heaven. As my hips 
rocked against hers, I closed my eyes and began to float. I saw softly 
colored shapes moving in front of my eyes like a kaleidoscope. I could 
hear soundless music. The tingling rose again, but this time it didn't 
seem threatening at all. It kept rising until it seemed that my whole 
body was nothing but a giant tingle. Suddenly I felt a sharp slap on my 
rump. I jumped back in reflex. The room was spinning. It took a few 
seconds for me to realize where I was. I looked around and Peppi was 
smiling up at me. The others were all grinning evilly. Bobbi said, "Told 
ya." Her words seemed to come from a deep well. My eyes still were out of 
focus, and my knees were weak. Caitlin walked up, took my arm and sat me 
down on the bed next to Peppi without saying a word. Peppi pulled me down, 
put my head on her breast and began to stroke my brow.

Anouk looked disgusted and asked of no one in particular, "How long this 
time, an hour??" I heard the question, and for some reason was able to 
grasp it. I sat up, shook my head, and motioned for Anouk to get ready. 
She grinned, rolled over and motioned me over. I gestured to Caitlin, and 
as soon as she gave me the go, I drove deeply into the last girl in the 
row. I had to admit she was good. She matched my mood perfectly, and 
seemed to know exactly what I wanted, and didn't want. I could get lost 
in her very easily, and when the minute was up I felt a mild regret. I 
pulled out, then bent over her and whispered a heartfelt thank you in her 
ear. She smiled and said, "Any time, Dave."

I had made it through the first round. Now the question was whether I 
could make it through even one two-minute round. To tell the truth, I 
didn't really care as long as I could make it back to Peppi. If I could get 
to Peppi I would be quite happy to lose it with her. The problem was going 
to be getting there. My stamina appeared to be increasing, which was a 
good sign. I didn't feel the need for more than a minute to catch my 
breath after Anouk, so I asked Bobbi if she was ready for two minutes. She 
responded with a brazen, "You betcha!" and rolled over ready for me.

This time was my third time around, and I was becoming accustomed to Bobbi. 
I was really enjoying it this time. I felt that I was in control of 
myself, and Bobbi was very talented, so I could just let it happen. I 
reached beneath her and let my fingers gently fondle her clit. She purred 
contentedly. This time when I heard Caitlin call out "One minute," I felt 
very good. I looked forward to that second minute. We were moving 
together as though we were dancing, and it really seemed a shame to stop. 
When Caitlin finally called time I gave a final thrust, and then withdrew 
slowly. I stood up and said, "Thanks, Bobbi. That was very, very good." She 
smiled back at me, but said nothing.

I guess I was overconfident. I moved over to Katarina and said, "Ready when 
you are, Katarina." She just rolled over, and moved her hand forward in a 
"Head em up and move em out" gesture. I stepped behind her, put my hands 
on her hips and slid into her. This time I thought I was ready for 
anything, but I was wrong. I had no more than entered her when she 
started, and the tingling was there, and much stronger than before. I 
almost panicked and pulled out at once, but I didn't. I was moving my 
hips together with hers, but that seemed almost inconsequential. She had 
me good, and she knew it. All I could do was admit it. "Katarina, I'm going 
to cum, I can't help it."

Bobbi jumped up and shouted, "Hold on, Dave! You can do it! Help 
him out, girls!" I was trying desperately to hold out, but I knew I 
wasn't going to make it. I felt a shudder start at my shoulders and work 
its way down my body. "Ease up on him, Katarina!", Bobbi pleaded, but to no 
avail. Anouk and Caitlin began cheering me on, but Peppi just sat smiling 
sadly. I wasn't going to last, and I knew it.

Caitlin called out, "Almost one minute, Dave!" Almost one minute! I 
wasn't even halfway through . . . My hips convulsed, and I could feel it 
coming.

I tried to say something, but I couldn't. Spasms hit my body in waves, 
and I felt cum pump into Katarina. "One minute!", shouted Caitlin. For hours I 
had been building up for this, and now there was no stopping it. My hips 
thrust forward again and again, and a second stream of cum followed the 
first. There was a final small spurt, and then my body relaxed so quickly 
my knees buckled and I dropped to the floor. The girls rushed to help me 
up.

Katarina sat up on the side of the bed, a slow trickle of my cum dripping 
from her, and said smiling, "Sorry, Dave. My fault."

Bobbi looked over to Katarina and said quietly, "Katarina, sometimes you can be a 
real bitch, do you know that?" Katarina ignored her. Bobbi sat silently for a 
second, then said, "Sorry, Katarina. That was out of line." Katarina ignored her.

Peppi was sitting on her heels next to me. "Are you okay, Dave?" she 
asked solicitously. I nodded, as yet unable to speak. "Are you going to 
be able to do me, or do you want to take a break for awhile?" I couldn't 
even answer. I knew deep inside that the answer was no to both parts, but 
I couldn't make myself admit it. She turned to Caitlin, "Caitlin, take him 
back to my room and have him lie down on the bed. Cover his eyes. 
Dave, I want you to relax for a while. We'll figure out how to make 
this up to you and be down as soon as we do. I do want you to keep your 
eyes covered until we tell you it's okay, though." Again I nodded, and 
went with Caitlin.

When we got to Peppi's room, I lay down on the bed, and Caitlin looked 
around for something to cover my eyes. She got a devilish look on her 
face, then picked up my pants, selected a couple of pairs of panties, one 
of them hers, and covered my face with them. "Might as well enjoy 
yourself while you're waiting, Dave." I thanked her, and she left 
the room.

I may actually have dozed off for a while, I'm not sure. I know that I 
was very relaxed, and it seemed very peaceful lying there on the bed, my 
face covered with softly girl-scented panties. At some point I felt the 
presence of others in the room. I heard Bobbi say, "You can uncover your 
eyes now, Dave." Almost reluctantly, I moved the panties away from 
my eyes. Bobbi was standing beside the bed holding a plastic baggie. "We've 
got a souvenir here for you, Dave. There are five little packages 
in here; each one has two clippings of hair from one of us. One from our 
head, and the other from our pussy. This is yours to keep and cherish 
forever, as long as you cooperate with us now. Sound good?" I nodded. 
"Okay, then. Take a good look at us." I pulled up on my elbow to admire 
the five glorious young bodies. "You're about to fuck one of us again, 
and this time you can go as long as you like. Sound okay?" I nodded, 
hoping that I knew who it would be. "Okay, close your eyes again, and 
don't open them until we tell you." I did as she said.

I felt young thighs settle down beside my cheeks, and my nose brushed 
soft hair. "You can open your eyes, now, Dave," I heard Bobbi say. I 
opened my eyes, and Peppi was sitting on my face. I reached up, put my 
hands over those magnificent breasts, and began to lick her slowly and 
gently. As she started to rock back and forth, I felt a soft hand circle 
my cock, and begin to massage my balls, then I felt other hands on my 
thighs, caressing them, moving down to my feet and back up. There were at 
least three girls working on me whom I couldn't see. I really wanted to 
fuck Peppi again, but at the same time it was very, very nice to have her 
sitting on my face. I tried to sort out who was doing what, to figure out 
who would be the one, but it was very confusing. If it couldn't be Peppi, I 
thought that Anouk would be my second choice; she was the youngest, other 
than Caitlin, and she certainly did well by me before. I didn't think I 
could stand an unlimited session with Katarina, although it would certainly 
be fun to try. Bobbi certainly would be good, too. I decided that since I 
hadn't much choice, anyway, I would just take whatever came my way.

Just then I felt gentle hands pull my cock straight up, and then legs 
touching my waist and soft warmth pressing against the head of my cock. 
As the head penetrated, I felt instantly that this one was very tight. Of 
course all of the girls had been tight, and coming down on me this way 
they would be eventighter than when I entered them from behind on the 
bed, but even so . . . this was tight! You could feel the pussy slide 
down a couple of inches and stop. There was a soft yelp, and Peppi turned 
around to see what was going on, then turned back to me and asked, "Feel 
good?"

I half-nodded and let out a pussy muffled "uh-huh!". Suddenly the 
pressure built up sharply and then relaxed slightly. There was a little 
gasp, moist warmth covered my cock completely, and I felt us come 
together. I began to rock my hips, and the girl riding me stayed right 
with me. Lord, she was tight. I began to have fearsome thoughts, but as 
Peppi's juices flowed over my face and the wonderful tingling began to 
build, I put them aside. Peppi tasted so good, I never wanted this to end. 
Despite the earlier draining that Katarina had done on me, I could feel the 
pressure building again. I was exploring Peppi's wonderful body with my 
eyes and my hands, drinking her juices as deeply as I could, and all the 
time trying to move my hips together with the girl riding me. She had 
begun to increase the pace markedly, and was now taking over. She was 
flying, her tight pussy holding my cock in a vise-grip as she ripped back 
and forth, driving harder and harder. Then I knew the time had come. I 
raised my chin so that my lips cleared Peppi's delicious pussy and said, 
"I'm about to cum."

I could hear the girls start to cheer. Peppi looked down at me sweetly and 
said, "That's what we're here for, Dave. Go for it!" I did as 
directed. The pussy squeezing my cock was so tight, I knew that there 
would be a jet stream of cum, and there was. And then another. And 
another. I don't know where it was all coming from. I would have sworn 
that Katarina had wiped me out for a week, but this was special.

Peppi looked down at me and said, "Okay, Dave, you kept up your part 
of the bargain, so here's your surprise. Bobbi is at your left leg, Anouk 
is at your right, and Katarina is taking care of your balls. Does that give 
you any hints?" With that, she lifted her leg and moved away from my face 
so that I could see Caitlin riding my cock as though there were no 
tomorrow.

"Hi, Dave!" she said. "Are you surprised?"


Caitlin was rocking madly on top of me. "I've already had two orgasms, 
Dave, you have to catch up," she said between pants, and grinned 
evilly.

"I'm working at it, Caitlin, I'm working at it. But I'm in no hurry!" I 
replied.

The other girls were all watching now, and started cheering us on now 
that the secret was out. "Fuck her, Dave! Fuck her good!" "Hammer 
that tight young virgin pussy, Dave!" "She loves it, just watch 
her!" "Ride him, Caitlin! You can do it!!" "Give it to her, Dave! 
Let her have it all!" I hardly needed encouragement, but I admit it drove 
me on. As I felt the pressure building again, Caitlin shuddered violently, 
and said "Four!" That was enough to send me over the edge, and I fired 
another spurt into her. That must have set her off, because a second 
later, she called out "Five!" It was pretty clear that I wasn't going to 
catch her, but as long as she could keep it up, I'd keep trying to help 
her. Despite my best intentions, I began to slow down. I felt Caitlin's 
pussy contract sharply a couple of times, and that brought my erection 
back full, but there was no way I was going to last much longer.

Finally, I heard Bobbi say, "I think he's about had it for now, Caitlin."

"Is that right, Dave? I can keep going if you want to, but if 
you're tired or something we can quit pretty soon. Just one more orgasm 
for me, okay? I'm almost there." She was moving like a pile-driver 
thoughout all this, and her voice was distorted by it.

How could I refuse? This next one took a lot longer than the others, 
though, and I could tell it was kind of a mini, anyway. When it finally 
arrived, Caitlin smiled down at me, rolled off of me, and curled up next 
to me. "Whew!," she said, "Thanks."

I put my arm around her and kissed her forehead. "Thank you, Caitlin. That 
was wonderful, and it meant an awful lot to me." I hugged her tightly.

Peppi bent over and placed the baggie with the girls' hair in my hand. 
"You've earned these. Keep them to remember us by. This will be our 
secret, and maybe, just maybe, it can happen again."

Katarina then spoke up, "Sure, Dave. If we could practice a little, 
I'll bet you could go for hours." Despite all that had happened, those 
words caused a definite physical reaction, and under the circumstances 
there was no hiding it. There was a few seconds of silence as everyone 
watched my slowly growing erection, then Katarina continued, "See? You're 
ready to go again already!"

"Oh, don't tease him, Katarina," Bobbi said with a slight edge of irritation to 
her voice. "Dave, we all need to get some sleep. Peppi, you'd better 
set the alarm for eight o'clock or so, because we've got a lot to clean 
up before morning. "

With that, we became a jumble of bodies on Peppi's bed. I don't know how we 
all squeezed in there, but after all, we were pretty good friends by 
then. Although Caitlin was still tucked in next to me on one side, Katarina 
slid in next to me on the other, saying, "Don't worry, Dave, I'll 
be nice." And she really was. She was as gentle and thoughtful as Anouk 
had been when I was. . .When we were. . .When the festivities were going 
on. Although as the night went on toward morning the girls swapped 
positions several times, Katarina stayed next to me in an almost protective 
posture. When Peppi was next to me, she snuggled close to me and whispered 
nice things in my ear, nice things that included the phrase, "next time" 
several times. Finally, around five o'clock, Bobbi decided to break things 
up. She shooed me off to Peppi's brother's room, then told Caitlin to go 
with me to keep me company, then added that she meant just company, no 
funny business.

Caitlin and I trotted down the hall and crawled into bed. She cuddled up 
next to me, and I thought she was going to talk the rest of the night 
about all the things that had happened, but she suddenly stopped in 
mid-sentence and was sound asleep, with her fingers curled lightly around 
my cock.

I woke up once, I'm not sure what time it was, but it must have been near 
noon, and Caitlin was gone. I looked over at my clothes neatly hung over a 
chair, and realized that I was wearing my underwear. The girls had done 
well. I turned over and went back to sleep.