Anathema: The Story of Lindie

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To Pam's disappointment, though, most of the young men remained fully clothed. Even when the four men on the couch fed their cocks to the talkative girl, they did so through the fly of their pants.

Pam was surprised to see all of the girls had shaved or waxed their pubic hair.

She thought she was being risqué when she waxed around her labia and the sides of her pubic mound, but she never thought of removing her pubic hair completely.

About three hours into the party, everyone was completely naked.

Everyone, except Pam, that is.

She had taken off her high heels, showing off her pretty feet in an effort to tease anyone with a foot fetish. She had been very uncomfortable being around so many naked people in various stages of sexual interaction, but by her fourth drink, she found herself getting used to her surroundings.

Two young black men approached her and asked if she was enjoying the view. She was startled because she had just had a political conversation with these two young men only an hour ago. She had no idea they could be so well hung. She had never seen a black man's penis before, and now she was seeing two of them.

"You're all very attractive." Pam managed to mumble.

"It's not all for looks, Pam." One of the young black men said as he lifted his long dick.

Just then, Terry walked up behind Pam and reached over her shoulder to give her another drink. His bouncing cock rubbed against her right ass cheek, leaving a smear of pre-cum.

"Oh, sorry Pam. I got a little come on your beautiful dress. Why don't you take it off and I'll clean that off for you?" Terry said.

"Pretty slick, Terry. If you wanted to see me out of this dress, all you had to do was ask."

Pam looked back and forth between Terry and the two black men, and then slid her arms out of the dress, pushing it down over her hips, finally letting it drop to the floor. She stepped out of the dress and walked between Terry and one of the young black men. She turned like a model on the catwalk and paused.

"Well?" Pam asked, hoping she wasn't about to be mocked or ridiculed. Her pussy instantly felt warm and wet, as the two black men looked her over.

"You look good enough to eat," Terry said excitedly. His erection was slightly raised and bounced in front of him, as he looked Pam over. "May I go down on you, Pam?"

Pam was only briefly shocked at the proposition, but given the fact that she just removed her clothing -- what did she think was going to happen? She had a moment of self-acknowledgement that she must be drunk. She was no longer sober enough to do anything about it, though. She felt young again, and the idea that a man half her age was lusting after her made her feel particularly sexy.

She looked around and found an overstuffed chair to sit on. She put her feet on the glass coffee table, spreading her legs slightly. Her toenails were perfectly painted, and she took a moment to admire her pedicure even if nobody else would.

"I'll be back, Pam," one of the two young black men said as one of the girls grabbed both of them by their long dicks and led them into another room. She was barely five feet tall and Pam wondered where she thought they were going to put those things.

Pam looked up at Terry as she seductively slid a finger along her pussy lips.

Terry leaned over Pam and gave her a long tongue kiss.

Pam's pussy was practically gushing. He reached up and squeezed one of her large tits and pinched the nipple hard. Before she could object, he sucked the nipple into his mouth as his hand went lower, down to her pussy. There, he slid three fingers inside her and practically lifted her from the chair. She pushed the table back with her feet, and Terry knelt between her legs. He licked her inner thighs, out to her feet, and then back to her pussy. Finally, he let his tongue explore her depths until she shook with her first wave of orgasm.

Before she could recover, he stood up between her legs and pulled her head to his crotch.

He was being a little rough, and Pam was beginning to be afraid, but he let go of her hair as soon as she placed his cock in her mouth.

His cock wasn't the thickest she had ever seen, nor was it the longest, but it was big enough for her to practice old tricks. She had his entire length down her throat within seconds, leaving a faint ring of lipstick around the base of his erection. He came instantly.

Embarrassed, he pulled his dick from her mouth and said he was going to get another drink. Pam, satisfied with still being able to suck cock like the best of them, took a big gulp of her Scotch and soda, and swished it around her mouth before swallowing.

She hadn't planned on swallowing Terry's come, but he came while he was down her throat and there was nothing she could do about it.

She sat back it the overstuffed chair, putting her feet back on the glass table, and sipped more of her Scotch and soda. Terry quickly returned with another drink for Pam, followed closely by another young man. The young man was still dressed, and obviously very shy.

"Pam, this is Drew. He's in one of your classes at school," Terry said.

"Hi, Drew" Pam said seductively as she leaned forward to shake Drew's hand. "Can Terry get you a drink?"

"No, n-n-no thanks, Pam. I don't drink" Drew stuttered.

"Drew, here, has had a crush on you since you came to our school. I'm sure seeing you naked right now is almost enough to make him come in his pants," Terry kidded.

Pam looked the 19 year-old over. He was cute. A little skinny, but he had a great smile, and Pam was always a sucker for great smiles. She knew she was the subject of his fantasies while he masturbated. Being the giving person that she was -- and because she was drunk -- she decided to give Drew a treat.

Pam stood up and walked over to Drew. She took his hand and placed it around her waist as she leaned in to kiss him. Drew practically froze in place. She pulled his head down to her neck and he inhaled her perfume deeply. His hand dropped from her waist to the top of her thighs and she pushed it down further until his fingers were in the crack of her ass.

"Would you like to sit down, Drew?" Pam asked. Drew nodded and Pam removed his had from her ass and led him to a couch overlooking the large garden behind the estate. Terry half-heartedly bowed and walked toward the kitchen for yet another drink.

"Do you fantasize about me, Drew?" Pam asked sweetly. "It's okay. You can tell me. After all, I am naked in front of you, aren't I?"

"Y-y-yes, Pam. I think about you." Drew answered.

"What do you think about? Do you think about touching me?" Pam asked as she gently took his right hand and placed it on her left breast.

"Y-y-yes!" Drew answered excitedly.

"Do you think about kissing me?" Pam asked as she took his other hand and gently put it on her thigh. Drew nodded and began to squirm slightly. Pam thought she might make him come before he even took his clothes off.

"Would you like to kiss me, Drew?" Pam asked as she slid away from him and got up from the couch. She was letting Drew see her entire body, and could see him practically salivating in the reflection in the glass of the over-sized windows.

"I would like to kiss you all over, from your head to your..."

"Then do it, Drew!" Pam interrupted him. "Start at my head and end at my toes, and kiss every inch in between."

Drew seemed to momentarily go into shock. Pam snapped him out of it when she quickly straddled his lap and pulled his mouth to hers. She kissed him hard and swirled her tongue inside his mouth. When Drew was practically out of breath, Pam leaned back on the couch as if waiting for Drew to mount her.

Still dressed, Drew leaned over Pam and began kissing her forehead. Pam closed her eyes and allowed Drew to take his time kissing her face, ears, and neck. She let herself relax further as he kissed her arms, hands, and fingers. He worked his way back up to her breasts, kissing them softly.

As he worked his way up and down her legs, it suddenly occurred to Pam that Drew was a virgin. As he worked his way down her belly, Pam pulled her legs back and spread them wide. When he placed his mouth on her clit and pussy, he may as well have been kissing her arm. But when his tongue momentarily -- and accidentally -- slid over her anus, her heart skipped a beat. She turned onto her stomach so he could kiss her shoulders, back, and ass cheeks, and she found herself trying to spread her legs to see if he'd slide his tongue over her asshole again.

When he did, Pam shivered and quickly sat up.

"Stand up, Drew, please." Pam asked. "This would be better if your clothes were off, too."

Drew stood in front of Pam, between her legs. As he unbuttoned his shirt, Pam undid his belt. As she leaned forward to pull down his pants, Drew began to shake slightly.

"It's okay, sweetie. I'm not going to hurt you." Pam assured him.

"I-I-I just don't want to hurt you, either." Drew said softly. He slowly pushed his pants and underwear down until his fat, pre-cum covered cock sprung out inches from Pam's face.

"Oh, wow!" Pam said in disbelief. The head of Drew's cock looked rather small compared to its shaft, which seemed about as long and thick as a Coke can. Pam gasped again, as she realized he wasn't fully erect, yet.

She couldn't help but stare at Drew's thick cock bouncing in front of her face. A few seconds later, Drew stepped out of the rest of his clothes and unknowingly allowed Pam to look him over. He had a very slender build, but he wasn't unattractive. What he lacked in muscle elsewhere, he made up for between his legs.

"Would you like me to give you a blow job, Drew?" Pam asked as she looked up at him. She pushed him to the side so she could kneel in front of him.

Drew nodded without saying a word.

"Tell me, Drew. Tell me to suck your cock. I want to hear you say it." Pam said, admiring her reflection in the glass. The sight of her feminine frame next to this skinny young man with a large cock seemed to arouse her in a way she hadn't expected. "Suck my cock, Pam. Put my dick in your mouth and suck it." Drew said with false confidence.

Pam licked at the head, tasting the pre-cum and absentmindedly swallowing.

"Mmmmm, tastes like boy," Pam said. "But I'm not convinced you really want me to blow you. Make me suck it, Drew." Pam could barely keep her balance, and realized she must have become very drunk. She began to worry what might happen to her tonight, given her lack of inhibition. Her thoughts were interrupted, though, when Drew grabbed a handful of her hair and pushed the head of his cock in her mouth.

"I said suck my cock, bitch!" Drew said loudly. He must have startled himself because he instantly felt ashamed and Pam began to feel his dick soften in her mouth.

Afraid she may have ruined the moment, she tried to salvage the situation by obeying his command enthusiastically. She quickly deep throated Drew's meat until her nose was pressed firmly against his pubic mound. His cock seemed to inflate in her throat and she began to choke. She did her best to maintain her composure as she pull her mouth off his thick dick.

"Have you ever been with a girl, Drew?" Pam asked, already knowing the answer.

"Just my second cousin, but we just kissed and touched each other." Drew answered ashamedly.

"Would you like me to be your first?" Pam asked before looking up at him and putting the head of his cock back in her mouth. She sucked hard, and then let her tongue roll around the tip. She knew sex with Drew would be quick, but she also knew that his would be the fattest cock to ever enter her pussy. Just the thought of it was bringing her to the brink of orgasm.

Without waiting for Drew to answer, she moved back onto the couch and made herself comfortable. Drew kneeled on the couch between her legs and she reached for his rigid cock. It had grown to about six inches in length, but the width of the shaft had swelled to the point of looking like two of Arthur's cocks side by side. Pam had never seen or felt anything like it.

Drew bent down and sucked on her nipples before kissing her neck and earlobes. Pam turned her face until her mouth met his and kissed him hard as she rubbed the head of his cock on her pussy lips.

Drew leaned in further, but only managed pushing in the head before the shaft of his cock began to bend. Pam was only able to get her hand around half of his shaft and turned it slightly. Drew pushed in further, this time meeting less resistance.

"Oh God, you're big!" Pam said under her breath.

Drew pushed in further until his full length was inside her. Pam shifted on the couch, turning slightly on her side and lifting her right led onto Drew's left shoulder.

"Now, take it slow at first so we can both enjoy it, okay?" Pam said between deep breaths.

Drew nodded and began to slowly pump in and out of Pam's pussy. His cock was getting harder than he ever remembered, and he could almost swear it was getting longer. Pam felt him getting longer and harder, also. He had to move farther back before each thrust, and each plunge seemed to go deeper than the last.

It may have been the slowest Pam had ever been fucked, but it didn't stop her from coming.

Within three minutes of Drew sliding into her, Pam's pussy convulsed around his cock. Drew continued a slow, rhythmic thrust as Pam's waves of orgasm rose and subsided.

Pam was certain Drew was going to come any second and waited for him to show some sign on his face that he was close.

But Drew's expression didn't change. It was a look of pain, shock, and disbelief, but he assured her it was the best feeling of his life. Pam moved into several positions on the couch, eventually ending up on his lap, straddling him. In this position, his girth was spreading her pussy wider than it had ever been spread, but she was able to control the speed.

Her pussy was beginning to get sore. The gym had paid off and her legs showed no signs of tiring and she bounced up and down on Drew's cock. Her tits bounced in his face and he held her ass cheeks tightly, occasionally spreading them as if showing her asshole to the rest of the world. She thought this would have been over in less than five minutes, but that quickly turned into fifteen, then twenty.

"Drew, are you sure you haven't done this before? You're wearing me out!" Pam said with an exhausted half-smile.

"I never imagined it would feel this good!" Drew exclaimed.

He began to breath quicker as Pam bounced on him faster. She could feel his thick cock swelling and knew this time he was ready to come.

She sat up and lifted herself off his cock, then quickly kneeled between his legs.

Pam stroked his cock with both hands, guiding the tip to her lips. She doubted she would be able to get his thick girth down her throat without hurting him with her teeth. Instead, she fit as much of his member in her mouth as she could and pumped with her hands feverishly.

"I'm going to..." Drew said as he looked past his cock into Pam's eyes.

Pam looked directly back into his as she stroked and sucked as hard as she could. She took one hand from his cock and placed it under his balls. She pushed her hand further between his ass and the seat cushion, then carefully slid a finger against his anus, rubbing firmly.

Pam's mouth filled with come almost instantly. She was surprised at how much he was ejaculating down her throat. She had planned to spit out his semen into her glass, but his come was surprisingly palatable and she swallowed effortlessly.

Unexpectedly, Drew pulled her up and onto his lap, and kissed her deeply. She couldn't help but rub her pussy along the shaft of his flaccid, wet cock. His kissing was more passionate this time, and she felt her pussy throb as if it had a mind of it's own.

"That was incredible." Drew whispered. "Did I do okay?"

"You did great, Drew. Oh my God, you did great." Pam answered and put her face into his neck. After catching her breath, she kissed him on the cheek, then stepped of off the couch to stretch.

She looked at her reflection in the window. Her hair was only slightly mussed, but her make-up still looked good. The reflection of Terry caught her eye and she turned as he presented her with another drink.

"Having fun?" Terry asked.

"Where did Drew go?" Pam asked as she turned to find the couch empty.

"He's very shy and hasn't quite perfected his social skills." Terry answered. "It looks like he's on the right track in the bedroom skills, though."

Pam felt embarrassed as she suddenly realized several of the young men and girls had been watching her and Drew the entire time. She was quickly reminded of Drew's girth as the soreness in her pussy returned.

"I think I'll take another drink, Terry. If you don't mind, that is." Pam said. Maybe another drink would dull the pain. She felt exhausted and figured it was time to go home. One more drink, a short rest on the couch, and she would leave.

"No problem, Pam." Terry said. "Scotch and soda, right?"

Pam nodded and carefully sat down on the couch. She pulled the glass table closer to the couch so she could put her feet up and stretch her legs out before her.

A woman in a traditional maid outfit suddenly appeared with a cleaning bucket full of paper towels and a spray bottle. She must have been only 10 years Pam's senior, attractive, and physically fit.

"Excuse me ma'am." The older woman said.

Pam lifted her legs so the woman could clean the floor between the couch and the table. The woman cleaned all around Pam, respectfully wished her a good night, and then quickly disappeared to some other corner of the mansion. There was something vaguely familiar about that woman, but Pam couldn't place it.

While Pam pondered the novelty of what had just happened, Terry arrived with a fresh drink. Pam accepted the drink with a wide smile as Terry sat next to her on the couch.

"You're an amazing woman, Pam." Terry started. "Why aren't you married or have a boyfriend, if you don't mind me asking?"

Pam paused for a moment, took a large sip from her drink, looked at Terry, and then paused again. Terry wasn't sure what to think, so he smiled uncomfortably.

"Do you want to be my boyfriend, Terry?" Pam asked with piercing eyes.

"I think most of the guys here would kill to be your boyfriend, Pam. You kiss and suck dick better than any girl here." Terry said. "Family gatherings might be a little awkward, though." Terry added with a smile.

Pam smiled, but the smile quickly faded.

"So is that it? You guys invite girls here and take turns with all of them? You get them drunk so they put out and then what? Do you compare notes or something?" Pam looked almost angry.

"Something like that." Terry said. "But let's not kid ourselves. The girls are here to hook up with someone that might give them a better lifestyle down the road. But the chances of that happening are slim to none. They know that."

"But they show up, anyway?" Pam asked.

"Yes. They show up, anyway." Terry answered as if both admitting guilt and triumph at the same time. "They show up to drink, dance, laugh, and have sex with wealthy, disease-free college guys. The few that end up with one of us are usually from money, already."

"Like me?" Pam asked.

"Like you." Terry answered. "You're definitely a keeper."

Pam's anger began to fade as Terry continued to caress her ego. He explained that she should have sex with as many of them as she wanted, and that anyone she preferred would be happy to be her personal boy-toy. To be fair, though, he thought she should give everyone a fair chance to please her.

Pam's judgment was too cloudy to realize Terry was asking her to willingly allow herself to be with any young man that approached her that night. The idea of a personal boy-toy seemed funny to her at first. The more she thought about it, though, the more she felt like a queen surrounded by servants in this mansion that felt like her castle.