Happy Birthday 1st Party

The doorbell rang 3 times in rapid succession. The five men on the doorstep were making jokes and punching each other as the door slowly opened and they all filed inside, blinking as they entered the dim interior of the house. They had arrived by limo and it slowly backed down the long driveway, seeing the men had safely entered inside. The men stood in the front hallway, their eyes adjusting to the light change as they surveyed the sight before them. In the enormous room across from them there was a dining table, horizontally facing a stage which dominated the farthest wall of the room. The table was fully set with plates, glasses, and silverware, with a place card at each seat. But what really caught the men's attention was beside each overstuffed armchair set at each place.

"Holy shit," breathed one of the men. "This is some place."

Next to each chair was a beautiful woman, each wearing silver high-heels, smoky-black thigh-high hose held on by a lacy garter belt, a tiny waitress apron which stopped a good inch above the hose, a short silver vest that was scooped low to allow a generous amount of cleavage to show above the top before being buttoned on 3 tiny buttons and ending just below the upper ribs, and a black bow tie. One of the women, a busty brunette with her long hair pulled back in a pony tail, stepped forward.

"Happy Birthday, Daniel," she said in a low husky voice as she smiled and walked towards the awe-struck men. "Welcome to Daniel's birthday party, gentlemen. I'm Daniel's step-sister, Rachel."

Four of the five men exchanged knowing grins and elbowed the fifth man, slapping him on the back and congratulating him. Daniel, a tall handsome man with sandy blond hair and bright blue eyes, smiled as he kept his eyes on Rachel.

"I thought he deserved something a little special for his birthday," Rachel continued, "so my friends graciously volunteered to be of service for tonight. If you will go to the table, you will see your names on a place card at your seat. The woman standing next to your seat will be your personal server for this evening. She will attend to your every need throughout tonight's entertainment. If you are in need of anything tonight, you have only to ask. We have dinner and a show prepared for you, and of course dessert and after-dinner entertainment, so if you'd all like to come forward, we can get started."

She turned around and walked back to her place at the middle of the table, showing the five guests that she was only wearing a black thong with the garter belt beneath her apron. The men all hurried to the table where their seats were held out by their personal servers.

Daniel was seated in the middle of the table with Rachel as his server. He grinned at his friends as he sat down in his chair.

"God I love my family," he joked and pulled Rachel down onto his lap.

He kissed her enthusiastically, sliding his hand up her thigh and cupping her hip as his tongue delved deeply into her mouth. He helped Rachel to stand up, a hand on her bare butt cheek. He kept his hand on her while she turned around to look at him.

"Thanks, Sis," he sneered, stroking her buttocks.

"You're welcome, Bro," she said as she winked, and then turned to watch the other men take their seats.

Matthew, sitting on Dan's right, was keeping his eyes on the 5'7" strawberry-blond Mary with her pixie face, brown eyes, long legs, small waist, and 34B breasts as she pulled out his chair. He was Daniel's best friend and they often worked out together to keep muscle on their tall lanky forms. Matthew had black curly hair cut short above his ears and dark green eyes. He was already showing a bulge in his pants when he sat down. Mary leaned over the back of the seat, licked his ear, and ran her hands down his chest.

"Just let me know how I can serve you," Mary whispered as she ran her tongue over the curve of his ear.

Jeff, on Dan's left, was ogling Linda's tight round ass as she leaned over the table pouring him a cup of water. He was the shortest man in the group at 5'10" and had the muscle-tone of a wrestler, but Linda at 5'6" and with her toned runner's body was a perfect match for him. She flipped her long black hair over her shoulder as she set the pitcher down and planting her hands on the table, spread her legs, letting the thong ride up farther between her crack and pussy lips. As she looked back over her shoulder at Jeff, her pale blue eyes met his chocolaty brown ones.

"Tell me if you see anything you like," she told him.

Brian and Jon, the men at the ends of the table were both watching their servers, twin 5'10" blonds named Sadie and Katie, sitting on the edge of the table with their long legs crossed, each eating a banana they had gotten from a bowl of fruit on the table. Simultaneously, they licked up the stem of the banana before passing the tip of the fruit in between their pink glossy lips and back out again.

"We just love sucking on….bananas," Katie purred.

Rachel cleared her throat to get everyone's attention.

"Gentlemen, it's time for dinner and the show. Your personal server will bring your meal back in and then stay by your side to help with anything you need during the meal. The show will start as soon as everyone has been served."

The women left the men with last little touches as they filed out of the room through a swinging door at the end, the men craning their necks to see each perky buttock sway as they walked away. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

As soon as the door closed they began to talk.

"Christ, Dan, you lucky dog!"

"Man, if I had a step-sister like that, I'd be fucking her for sure!"

"Dude, did you see the tits on my server?"

"How the hell did you get to be so lucky?"

Dan just smiled a satisfied smile as the door opened again and each waitress came through pushing a metal cart with dishes on it, leaning forward with the effort, their breasts pushed up out of their vests, exposed almost to the nipple. Each one went to stand next to their guest, and at Rachel's signal, began to serve. Covers were removed and before each man were set plates with juicy grilled steak surrounded by big jumbo shrimp, Spanish rice, and asparagus. Baskets of bread were placed before the men and dishes of butter.

As Rachel leaned forward to fill Dan's glass with wine, he reached up and flicked open one of the buttons on her vest, allowing just a little more breast to be seen. She put down the bottle and picked up the glass of wine. Turning, she leaned against the table and dipped her finger into the wine. She ran her finger over her lips and trailed it down her neck to stop deep in her cleavage at the second button. She set down the cup and leaned forward.

"Taste?" she asked Dan.

Dan growled as he grabbed her by the waist and shoved his face in her breasts. Taking little love bites and molding her buttocks in his hands, he brought her down to straddle his lap as he used his teeth to undo the last two straining buttons which held her breasts in place.

"Christ, you're built!" Dan groaned as he grabbed the vest, pulling it off, and reached for the cup of wine.

He dipped one finger in and traced a pouting nipple with the wine-soaked finger. Leaning his head forward he took Rachel's nipple into his mouth and sucked, licking the wine off her nipple, laving it with his tongue until it was completely clean. He did the same to her other nipple, and then licked his way up her neck to reach her mouth where he plunged his tongue, violently thrusting it in while urging her down on the rigid erection she could feel through his pants.

"Oh, god, you feel so good," Rachel gasped, squeezing him with her thighs and rocking back and forth on his hard cock.

All around them the other men were not paying attention to the food as they and their servers spent time teasing each other in various stages of undress.

The twins were kneeling in-between the legs of Brian and Jon, unbuttoning the men's shirts while licking each inch of skin they uncovered.

Linda was sitting in Jeff's lap with her back against his chest, her legs spread open over his legs as he gently plucked and twisted her nipples through her vest.

Matthew had Mary draped across his lap with one arm supporting her back and the other on her hip as he suckled at one breast he had exposed over the top of her vest.

No one noticed as the lights grew dimmer, but they did notice the pulsing beat of the Indian music as it grew louder. One-by-one five women appeared onstage. Each woman wore complete Arabian dress as if they had just stepped from a harem: little vests over their breasts, which had sheer sleeves and left their stomachs bare; pants which rode low past hipbones made of completely sheer material with only a solid section in a deep V right below their waists; and little veils which covered their faces from nose to chin.

"This is the start of the during-dinner entertainment, Gentlemen," said Rachel, from the comfort of Dan's lap. "Please welcome the women of the Arabian Nights troupe, who are going to show you their variation of Indian belly dancing."

The women onstage began to swing their hips, undulating their bodies in snakelike movements as the music beat faster, jiggling their breasts and buttocks while sinuously moving their arms and clapping their hands.

The men began to settle down, holding the girls in their laps, half undressed, watching the show with rapt attention and occasionally putting a tasty morsel of food in their mouths.

"They're really good," Dan whispered in Rachel's ear as his left hand lightly squeezed her breast while he watched the dancing girls, one by one, shimmy down to their knees and bend their backs so their heads touched the floor behind them as they still shook their shoulders.

Brian and Jon angled their chairs more towards the stage and had Sadie and Katie, now both topless, perched on the edges of the armchairs, feeding them bites of juicy shrimp.

The dancing girls began to do what looked like pelvic thrusts in time to the music, still with their backs bent, their heads touching the floor, and their shoulders shaking. The men leaned forward as it became obvious that the already see-through pants the girls were wearing had a slit in the crotch which allowed the men glimpses of warm pink flesh as the girls pumped up and down, their knees spread wide apart. The dancing girls slowly brought their torsos back up, their thighs still spread, swaying in time to the beat of the music, twisting their arms in the air before running their hands down their shoulders to cup and squeeze their breasts.

"I never saw belly-dancing like this before," Jeff said, watching the stage with rapt attention as Linda fed him pieces of steak.

He moved his hand over Linda's thigh, running it along the outside of the thong, cupping her pussy in his hand.

"Keep watching," Linda suggested, as she tried to concentrate on cutting up more steak. "The best part's next."

The women's hands kept traveling down their bodies, briefly touching their navels, each which had a small gold hoop through it, before continuing down over their pelvises, finally cupping their Venus mounds with both hands and pressing, their heads thrown back as they gave loud cries. They slid their hands over their thighs, pulling the material of the pants apart, allowing more flesh to be seen. At the exact same time, each girl slipped a finger inside and began to finger herself in time to the music, in and out, in and out, while they thrust their pelvises into their own palms.

"That is fucking hot!" Matt exclaimed, as he swung his gaze back between the dancing girls and Mary, who was running the tip of a stalk of asparagus around her lips, down her neck, and circling a nipple, before trailing it back up to her mouth where she slipped it inside.

On stage, the dancing girls moved their free hand up their bodies to their breasts where they undid the little vest and let it hang open, showing their bare breasts with hard pointed nipples. They each cupped a breast as they simultaneously added a second finger to slide in and out, continuing to massage, knead, twist and pull their nipples. They shook their heads and made little cries as they gradually began to slide in and out faster as the tempo of the music picked up, finally fingering themselves into a screaming climax right on the stage!

Everyone's breaths were coming in pants watching the dancing girls lay back limp on the stage, their thighs still spread apart, one hand on their thigh and the other on their breast, as they lay spent from their orgasm.

"That was fucking incredible! Thank you so much," said Dan, giving Rachel a lingering kiss.

A few moments later, they looked up and stared around at their friends next to them. Each server had her vest off by now and the food was forgotten as almost everyone was involved in kissing and allowing their hands to roam freely.

Linda was still sitting with her legs spread open, facing away from Jeff, but now he had pushed her thong between her pussy lips and was stroking a finger up and down her slit, feeling the silk get wet with her juices.

"Goddamn it, do it harder, please!" Linda cried, her breath coming in little pants as she tried to push her pussy harder into his hand.

Mary had Matt's shirt open and was teasing him by holding his hands down to the arms of the chair and running her hard nipples and soft breasts over his face and chest without allowing him to suck one.

Sadie and Katie were down on their knees again, having freed both Brian and Jon's cocks from the confines of their pants, and were proceeding to lick each one up and down from base to tip.

"Shit, can you believe this? That's right, suck it hard. Oh my god," groaned Brian, holding Sadie's head in place as she slowly sucked him into her mouth.

Rachel managed to escape Dan's probing fingers and stood up, holding onto the back of the chair for support. She had to yell to get everyone's attention, but finally everyone was looking at her, still frozen in the acts they had just been performing.

"I don't think anyone is going to be wanting any more dinner," she announced, "so I believe it's time for dessert and the after dinner entertainment. If all the servers would please follow me, and you gentlemen, please go wait in the living room, we'll bring the dessert into the dining room, and call you when we're ready."

The servers all extracted themselves from the grasps of the men, Sadie and Katie with a last lick, Linda getting a last stroke which caused her to almost fall when she stood up. They all followed Rachel into the kitchen where they set about preparing the dessert.

"That was the best meal I ever ate," joked Matt, watching Mary's bouncy butt as she ran to catch up with the other girls.

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The men all grinned at each other as they stood up, Brian and Jon tucking themselves back into their pants. They went into the living room where they found a big screen TV with a lesbian porno flick on. They all sat down to watch as they wondered what dessert was going to be. Finally they heard a call for them and they went back into the dining room where they again stopped short to appreciate the dessert laid out before them.

On a small cart next to a table was a cake with the words "Happy Birthday, Daniel" written on it. Next to each place were bowls of ice cream and a bottle of chocolate syrup. But the real dessert was sitting where each plate had been. At each spot where a man had been sitting there was their personal server, now only wearing the bowtie, stockings, and heels. Each one was leaning back on her arms, while her legs were spread open over the edge of the table. In between their legs was a mountain of whipped cream, hiding their exposed pussies from sight. Upon each thrusting breast, a trail of whipped cream surrounded the nipple, leaving it jutting forth from its frothy garnish.

The men all rushed to the table where they began licking up the cream.

Daniel went immediately for Rachel's pussy, pushing his face into the whipped cream, licking it all up from the insides of her thighs.

Mary and Linda squealed as Matt and Jeff deftly licked their nipples clean before using a finger to scoop up some whipped cream from between their thighs and holding it up for the girls to lick off.

"Mmm, I love whipped cream," murmured Mary as she sucked it off Matt's finger.

"There's plenty more where that came from," said Matt, sticking his finger right through the whipped cream and into her pussy.

Drawing it out again, he held it up to Mary's lips.

"Taste."

She leaned forward and opened her mouth.

"Sweeter than ever," she declared, licking his finger clean.

Brian and Jon got together and licked Sadie clean. Brian used his tongue to gently lave the stray whipped cream from her blond curls before pulling her off the table.

"I think Katie needs a little cleaning up," Brian told her.

"Why don't you go help you sister out?" John suggested.

Sadie walked over to the other side of the table and got down on her knees. Using her tongue, she licked whipped cream from between her sister's spread thighs.

She looked up at the men and smiled. "My pleasure."

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Daniel had finished most of the cream. Right before his tongue entered her he looked up at Rachel.

"I've been waiting 10 years to do this," he said.

Rachel picked up one hand and cupped the back of his head.

"If you don't do this now I'm going to explode!" she exclaimed, trying to force his darting tongue into her wet and waiting pussy.

"I'd rather you explode with my tongue in you," he told her.

He grinned before he plunged his tongue into her, causing her hips to buck off the table towards his face.

"Oh my god!" cried Rachel, rocking her head from side to side as he draped her legs over his shoulders and leaned her back so she was lying on the table.

"Don't stop, oh that feels so good!" she gasped.

Daniel continued to suck and lick her pussy, flicking his tongue around her clit while he grasped her butt cheeks and pulled her body up from the table to meet his mouth.

"C'mon, Rachel, cum for me now," urged Dan, and Rachel exploded in hi mouth, his tongue pushing her over the edge again and again as she had two or three orgasms in a row.

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Jeff was once again torturing Linda by running his finger around the outside of her pussy, making sure that all of the whipped cream was gone. Suddenly, without warning, he slid a long finger into Linda, causing her to scream out in pleasure, and withdrew it again.

"Lick it off," he told her, holding his finger up to her lips.

She did, taking his finger deep into her mouth and sucking on it, licking off all the whip cream mixed with her own juices. He kept his finger in her mouth for her to suck on while he slid a finger of his other hand inside her and let it rest there unmoving.

"You show me what to do," he said, teasing her. "The faster you suck my finger, the faster I'll finger your cunt."

Linda immediately started sucking his finger as fast as she could, sliding her head back and forth, running her mouth up and down it, curling her tongue around his finger. Jeff slid his finger in and out of her as fast as he could, only slowing down when Linda was so aroused that she was breathing too heavily to suck on his finger. She could only gasp for air.

"Please, Jeff, please," Linda pleaded. "You're killing me, oh my god, please!"

"Keep going," was all Jeff said, smiling as Linda kept trying, but it was to no avail; she was torturing herself with pleasure due to his rules!

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