The Cocktail Party

And she stopped, and was suddenly silent. Unconcerned at first, David continued to lick her, and continued to get the same quivering response at his every touch, but something had changed. She was quiet now, no longer making any noise aside from a soft exhale of breath at the conclusion of each lick of his tongue.

Finally, he pulled away, hoping to understand the reason for this change. It didn't take him long. Turning around, he could not help but let his mouth drop open just a little.

There was Daniel, fully naked, his lean runner's body slightly glistening with sweat as he stood upright, he chest heaving slightly in anticipation. And below that, his cock was fully erect. Even from a distance, David could see the precum oozing from his friend's hardness as Daniel slowly rubbed his hand up and down himself.

"There," Laura's voice was deep, throaty, filled with desire, "it looks like I'll have a chance to see what I've always wanted after all."

David's head swam as he pulled himself back to reality. Checking his watch, he realized that fifteen minutes had come and gone in the sea of memories bubbling up into his consciousness. He still held a drink in his hand, barely touched. Absently, he placed in on the bar next to him, looking left and then right, wondering if anyone of the other guests knew what Jennifer knew.

Either way, it was past time. He stood up straight and walked toward the hallway Jennifer had directed him to earlier, his senses alight as he approached. His jacket felt heavy on him, his heart pounded. And, ever so slightly, his cock twitched. He pretended not to notice this last fact as he rapped at the door without hesitation. If he had stopped and thought about it for even a moment, he might have turned around walked away, but he knew that he could not.

The door opened before him.

The room was softly lit, a study of sorts. Books adored the walls on every side, and a dark leather couch split the room in half. David registered all of this in a moment, and then stopped. Opening the door before him once more was the same dark haired man who had answered the door when he entered. He was dressed in the same well-cut tuxedo, his dark hair spilling slightly over his forehead. The dark haired man gestured for him to enter, and he did.

It was then that he saw her, the devil in a red dress. Jennifer was seated in a high leather chair in the right corner of the room, beyond his initial view. She still wore her elegant red dress, flowing off of her curves like rainwater.

But something was different about her. Her face was flushed, and her grin was even more mischievous than before. And her legs were spread wide open, revealing her tight, perfectly shaved cunt.

"Do you like it?" she asked as he entered. "For the record, I haven't been wearing panties all night. Unfortunately, I started dripping. "James here-" she nodded in the direction of the dark haired butler "was helping clean me up a little."

David did his best to speak with an even tone as the door shut behind him. Ever so absently, he heard the click of a lock. "I see. It seems he has done a thorough job."

"I have no complaints," she said, matching his perfectly even tone. "I could still use a little help though."

This time, there was no denying his need. David wanted nothing more than to kneel before her and bury his face into her wetness. But he resisted.

"I came to talk about another matter. The one you brought up earlier."

"I see," she smiled warmly. "Are you that eager?"

"I want to know why you are saying this to me. I want to know what it is you think you are doing."

Her face shifted just a bit. His harshness had affected her, though she hid it quickly. Finally, after starring down at the floor, she looked up at him and spoke. "You must remember. I know that you do. I was watching."

And then it all made sense.

He had been drinking, yes, but not so much that he could ever forget, or that he could blame it on the alcohol. Not really. He simply couldn't forget the look on Laura's face when she saw him see Daniel standing naked before him, nor the intake of her breath as she realized that he wasn't going to walk away.

Instead, David had risen to his feet, his actions encouraged by Laura's desire mixed with his own. The smell of her juices rose from his lips, further pushing him forward. Before him, Daniel was still standing naked, his hand gently playing with his hardness. Clear fluid leaked from the tip of his penis, and his breathing was quick, uncertain.

In an instant, David made his decision. He dropped to his knees in front of Daniel's aching body and grabbed his cock from him. He grabbed the cock as though it were his own, taking it in his hand and rubbing back and forth over it. Daniel let out a long, deep moan that David would never forget, pushing his hips hard against David's hand. Stroking it slowly, David watched as the cock in front of him pulsed in his hand. Daniel was already quite turned on, and David couldn't help but imagine the taste of this hard cock in his mouth.

He had thought about it before, but really more in an academic sense. He had wondered what it might be like to touch another cock, even to suck on it, but he had never dreamed he would actually have one right in front of him, nor that his own cock would be so hard, his fingers electric with desire as he touched it. Perhaps part of it was Laura, who David could see licking her lips out of the corner of his eyes as she moved closer to them for a better view. Her fingers had found her swollen clit, and she was teasing herself slowly, lightly circling it as she spread her legs wide open, her inhibitions completely gone.

David hesitated, but only for a second. He wasn't quite sure how much of Daniel's cock he could take, nor whether he would know what to do, despite loving to have his own cock sucked. And still, he wanted it. He wanted to lick the precum from Daniel's aching cock so badly that it hurt his own cock not to be doing it. His body was begging for the taste.

And so, he complied.

David took the other man's cock in his mouth as his tongue pressed up against the tip. Instantly, he could taste the sweet saltiness of Daniel's precum against his lips and the tip of his tongue. Both of their bodies shook with pleasure as David took the cock before him deeper in his mouth, forcing himself to allow it inside without the fear of choking. He was surprised at the size, at how it nearly filled his mouth with half its length, and how far he would have to allow it to go if he wanted to take it all.One step at a time,he told himself, and repeated the process, allowing the cock to enter his mouth once more, holding it against his lips as it exited with a loudpop.

Laura's moans were increasing with every second, but David was too involved to think of anything but taking this hardness deeper into his mouth. Saliva was running gently down his lips as Daniel began to push back against him. Nearly unnoticeable at first, the thrusting became more pronounced until it was all that David could do to keep from choking as the hard cock before him plunged deeper and deeper into his mouth, and he was forced to gasp for breath at the end of each thrust.

And then, Daniel pushed inside him so hard that he nearly gagged. Forcing his cock as deep as he could, Daniel held his cock inside David's mouth, pressing his hand over David's head, fucking his mouth. David tried to protest, but his breath was snuffed from him, and his throat burned with the feeling of cock buried deep inside it.

Finally, after what seemed like hours, Daniel released, and David doubled over, gasping for breath. Reaching down, he felt himself. He was still hard. Rock hard. There was precum dripping from his own penis, everywhere. While the feeling of being unable to breath was certainly not pleasant, he couldn't help but feel a certain wickedness he had never felt before, the feeling of being used for someone else's pleasure that both electrified and terrified him simultaneously.

A flicker of movement from the hallway to their left caught his eye, and David turned to see what it might have been. Seeing nothing, he turned to Laura, acutely aware of his position. Laura only smiled, sensing his concern.

"Ashley is passed out in the other room," she said, "and my roommate won't be home until Thursday."

And David had nodded, turning back to the cock before him.

"You were home," David stated, looking straight into Jennifer's eyes as he did so.

"Yes," she nodded slightly as she spoke, "I was."

"You saw."

"Yes, I did."

"And you didn't tell anyone?"

"No. What would I have said? I didn't know who you were, I didn't find out until later. And even then, what would I say? No, I didn't tell anyone. But I kept the memory with me. Of what you did to him. And what he did to you...after that."

"Why?"

"Because it turned me on. You have no idea how many times I have fucked myself, remembering that moment. I've tried to simulate it, watching porn, reading stories; nothing is the same as the spontaneity of that moment, the way that you dropped your inhibitions and allowed it to happen. The way that you were so comfortable with your sexuality. And the way that you enjoyed being watched."

David felt himself blushing. For lack of a better reaction, his body seemed to feel it was the most appropriate response. Finally, slowly, he spoke "And you want to see it again."

"Yes," she practically hissed. "And my good friend James here wants to help." She paused for a second, allowing her words to sink in. The man with the black hair, James, was expressionless save for a slight grin. "Do you think he is hot, David?" Jennifer asked, her legs pushing even farther apart.

David had no idea how to reply to that. The man before him, whose hair had been his only distinguishing feature when they first met, now looked at him without expectation, but a certain confidence David found difficult to place. Slowly, he began to remove his tuxedo, as David stood motionless, barely able to breathe as he tried to grasp the situation. It didn't help that the room smelled heavily of Jennifer's sex, her pussy obviously wet and ready for him. This thought made his cock jump in spite of himself

He knew what had been happening moments before his arrival, and could nearly taste her himself. Before he knew it, the tuxedo was gone. James had stripped completely naked, and his toned body, evident even through the dress clothes, was now even more pronounced. He must, David thought almost absently, be a runner or a swimmer, bringing him back to Daniel faster than his mind could adjust. Shaking the thought away, he looked up and down the naked man before him, and then back to Jennifer.

"I don't think I can do this," he said at last.

"You don't have a choice," was her reply.

"And why is that?"

"Because if you don't, I will tell as many people as I can find about what I saw so many years ago. Yes, I'm sure that many won't believe me. But a few will. And maybe it won't destroy your career, but it certainly won't help it."

"It won't help yours, either."

"David," she said, her voice terse, starring at him, "I don't care. I've been stuck in this shithole of a job for far too long already, and it hasn't been that long. I've been aching for something, anything to make getting up in the morning each day worthwhile. And then, a few weeks ago, I realized what I was missing. I needed to feel what I felt when I watched you that night. I needed to feel the desire and the need and the feeling of just seeing somethingwronghappening right before my eyes, and fuck it all, I'm going to see it."

David stepped back, as though slapped in the face. Jennifer was serious, he realized. Not just serious, but serious enough to do anything to get what she wanted. And in that fraction of a second, David Cross made up his mind.

He walked deliberately over to the naked man before him, dropped to his knees, and took the hard cock deep inside his mouth. There was no hesitation, no deliberation, but rather the hard pulsing of the man in front of him against his lips as he tried to remember what he had done so many years before.

It came back to him quickly.

David turned back to Daniel, and placed his lips over the tip of the other man's cock once again. It responded instantly, leaking warmth into his mouth. Surprised, David tried not to act the part as he sucked the salty precum quickly into his mouth. Tasting it, he was surprised at the sweet bitterness, having never really understood the complaints of women who had tasted him. It was almost pleasant, sensual as it rolled down his throat. He gripped the cock in front of him with his right hand, moving back and forth in slow motions as he let his lips roll over the head in rhythm. It didn't take much of this motion for Daniel to moan above him, his body shaking as Laura let out her own soft, sensual noises behind.

Lost in time, David continued to allow the warmth of the cock inside his mouth to move deeper and deeper until it began to his the back of his throat, nearly choking him as he struggled to keep up. Without even a thought, David realized that he was stroking himself with his other hand, and that his own cock was rock hard as he struggled to take the increasingly insistent dick deeper down his throat.

Time slowed. Every sensation and every noise made David acutely aware of what was going on around him. He felt the cock in his mouth penetrating his lips with every thrust, and yet wanted more. He felt his own hardness in his left hand, forcing strings of electric current through his body with every touch. Together, they worked in tandem to produce a feeling he would never forget. Combined with a side look at Laura, who was no longer even pretending she was doing anything but masturbating as she watched the two men before her, and was writhing in pleasure, David lost control.

He was gasping against Daniel's cock, and it was all it took. As suddenly as it had begun, it ended with Daniel nearly screaming in ecstasy as he shot spurt after spurt of warm cum deep into David's mouth, and David responded by increasing his pace, feverishly, wordlessly begging for more as he sucked and slurped at the aching cock inside his mouth.

He swallowed it all.

And, kneeling before the cock in front of him in this elegant study, David realized with absolute clarity that he would swallow again. The hard, warm pulsing thing before him was even more alive than Daniel's had ever been, though it was difficult to admit. Daniel's cock had been young, eager, needy. James, the butler, was hungry, but also cool, confident, never doubting for a minute at what might occur. James had known from the moment that this evening had started that David would be kneeling before him, and the only thought that David could entertain was how fucking hot that was.

He did what he had done before, only better. With age had come patience, and with patience had come the ability to tease. And that is what David did. Rather than taking as much as he could into his mouth at once, David pushed his lips over and over upon the man before him, a loud sucking noise echoing throughout the room.

Over and over he felt the hardened head of the black haired man's cock pass through his lips, and over and over David felt his body twinge with desire and need as he felt Jennifer's eyes upon him with every breath. He knew that he was being watched, and it fueled him, consumed him to the point that he could hear his own moans so loudly that he had to silence himself, for fear that anyone walking by might hear. James and Jennifer said nothing of this, but only allowed him to continue.

Finally, Jennifer's voice pierced through his and James's moans. "Stop," she said.

Instantly, he complied.

"Your lips look so juicy, covering his cock. I want to feel them against me. Eat me, David." It was not a request, nor even a command. It simply was.

David did not think for a second, nor did he consider his actions, but rather removed the cock from his mouth with a loudpop, and crawled over to Jennifer's waiting pussy. Her legs were already spread wide open, and the smell of her sex was overwhelming now that he was close enough to see how wet she was. He wondered if she had been fingering herself as she watched, or if the juices running down her pussylips were purely the result of the earlier licking she had received. In the end, it didn't matter. David's need was so dire that he would have pleased her in any way possible, and as his lips met those of her cunt he groaned in a deep, feral ecstasy unmatched except perhaps for her own.

She tasted heavenly, and as he licked in long, smooth strokes up and down her wetness he thought of how he would feel inside her, his long hard cock buried so deeply in her wetness that she could do nothing but scream in pain and pleasure. Every so often, he would focus on her clit, flicking his tongue back and forth just underneath it, forcing moans so loud that he was sure that she might be heard at the party down the hall.

And then, as she reached around his head to pull him farther into her, she spoke several words he would never forget.

"James," she said, her voice harsh and rasped, "fuck him."

She received no reply, but none was needed. In what seemed like an instant, David could feel a hard body pressed against him from behind. In other circumstances, he would have protested, broken off. But everything was right, and he could feel it. He could feel the wetness before him dripping as Jennifer spoke, and he could feel the strong arms gripping him, the body pressing against him that left no room for question. David let everything happen, let the body of the man he did not know undress him and envelop him, let the cock he had so recently sucked press against his ass without hesitation, and let the pussy glued to his mouth writhe and curl to his delight.

It happened slowly, but he remembered it as a blur. The well-lubed cock behind him began to press slowly against his ass, pushing ever so hard against him. While he would never admit this to anyone, David did like to play with his ass while he touched himself, fucking his ass with his fingers or a small toy as he jacked off his throbbing cock.

But nothing could prepare him for this. James knew what he was doing, and entered him gently but firmly, allowing David to adjust to being filled before he continued. It might not have mattered-David's cock was so hard that he could never protest, never turn back.

And then, he felt it. A well-lubed hand reached around him to wrap around his cock, and David was without control. Slowly, while the hand wrapped around him picked up speed, so did the cock inside him. Each thrust hurt at first, but an indescribably wave of pleasure so intense followed that David could only moan, his mouth wet and dripping with pussyjuices.

Jennifer was screaming as she watched what was happening right in front of her, and David realized he was also moaning against her. James was relatively quiet, though his groans and grunts from behind David indicated he too was nearly bursting with pleasure.

David's hips moved in rhythm to the man behind him. He felt so incredibly full, pleasure and need radiating all through his body as the smell of Jennifer's sex overwhelmed him. His tongue flew across her clit as his own cock pulsed in James's hand, and her body writhed against him as his own shook with excitement.

Jennifer was on the edge, grinding her face against him as she came. Her orgasm was so long that it occurred simultaneously with the two men. David had begun pushing back even against James, wordlessly begging for more as the man behind him continued to fuck his ass, and soon enough it was more than even James could handle. The man came deep inside David's ass, shooting so hard that David felt every last drop against him as his own orgasm overtook him, the hand wrapped around him squeezing as he emptied his load all over the expensive carpeting beneath him. James's orgasm pushed David harder against Jennifer, and her orgasm in turned forced him farther back until every part of him tingled with fulfillment.