Lauren: Party with Her Toys

This story is complete by itself, however, to obtain a better acquaintance with the main characters and the background for this story, I suggest you read my previous story, Lauren, Playing with Her Toys.

Lauren Attends a Party with her Toys

Lauren flipped through the pages on the brochure in front of her while she listened to the suggestions of her department heads gathered around the table. As she thumbed through the brochure that displayed clothing styles, she checked off the ones that she particularly liked. She had always had a knack for choosing styles that would be popular and had built the small clothing manufacturing company she had inherited from her father into a multibillion-dollar corporation. The people around the table had identical brochures and as she checked off her preferences, they made notations in theirs.

"Put the styles I've checked into production right away. Let me think about the others for a few days," she told her department heads.

Six heads nodded in acknowledgement of her directives.

"Any questions on subjects that need further discussion?" She gazed at the faces around her, but no one said anything.

"Very well this meeting is adjourned. You have your assignments, get busy people."

Lauren closed the brochure in front of her and stood. Finally, Friday had arrived. She unbuttoned the suit jacket she wore and smoothed down her matching knee length skirt. After a quick stop at her office to leave off the pamphlet she rode the elevator down to the basement parking lot. When she reached her house she discarded her conservative business attire, showered and dressed. The outfit she put on was certainly not conservative. Her low rise and short skirt together with her brief crop top left most of her midsection exposed. She debated whether or not to wear panties but decided to put on a pair. A pair of tennis shoes completed her outfit.

She grabbed the suitcases and overnight bag she had packed earlier during the week and trundled them behind her to the garage. After depositing the luggage in the trunk, she opened the garage door. A blast of Phoenix heat struck her like a blow torch instantly defeating her deodorant and causing her to break into an immediate sweat. She quickly jumped behind the steering wheel and flipped the AC on high.

Reaching down she directed a lower AC vent on her core and opened her legs slightly while regretting her decision to wear panties. Lauren backed out of the garage and drove to the coffee shop to pick up Radley and Mandy.

The couple stepped out of the coffee shop when she pulled in and paced to the car. As per her directions, they carried only overnight bags. She would provide the outfits for them to wear over the weekend. Radley wore a collared sports shirt and knee length shorts. His brawny arms were impressive and for a moment Lauren envisioned what he looked like without clothes. She licked her lips. Not for a moment did she regret picking him from among the male applicants to her ad. He had a great body, was well endowed, and fucked delightfully.

She shifted her attention to Mandy. She wore a tan midriff top and a short brown mini-skirt. The clear jewel of her navel piercing flashed in the sunlight as she approached. Her mini skirt was low rise as well and had a wide belt. Lauren had no regrets about choosing Mandy either. Both of them wore tennis shoes to complete their attires. Her toys were a delight to play with and as a plus, they expressed joy in being played with. They both satisfied her carnal needs thoroughly.

Lauren popped the trunk, and they slung their bags inside it. The couple piled into the car, Mandy in front and Radley in the rear seat. "Ready for a fun weekend?" Lauren asked.

"Hell yes," Radley said.

"If it is even half as fun as the weekend in Costa Rica I'll be thrilled," Mandy declared.

"Did the two of you get Monday and Tuesday off?"

"Yes," both replied.

"Great." They boarded the plane and as she passed the pilot standing in the cockpit doorway she said. "As soon as we're seated, we're ready."

"Very good ma'am," he said and turned to enter the cockpit.

While the plane taxied out to the runway, she thought of the two pilots that flew her jet. She paid them well and both had signed nondisclosure agreements. Neither would breathe a word about her nonbusiness trips. She used a fictitious identity to make the reservations and for the shopping she did. As long as the charges were paid, the identity of the purchaser was never questioned.

Even though all of them had taken off from work early and the flight on the private jet was straight through, it was still after midnight when they arrived at the hotel room Lauren had reserved.

The fifth-floor room at the hotel wasn't nearly as lavish as the one they'd shared in Costa Rica, but it was nice. The single bed wasn't as large but in Lauren's opinion, that would just encourage closeness. She filled her glass from the wine bottle she'd purchased and stepped out on the balcony.

She breathed in the fresh night air and gazed at the twinkling lights. For a time, Radley stood beside her then he dropped to his knees. She watched in pleasure as he pulled down her skirt and tossed it to the side. Next, her panties were lowered to her knees. Her shiver had nothing to do with the night air when she watched him bury his face into her bareness. Her breath hitched when a tongue slid through the valley formed by her folds.

A set of female hands slipped under her top and eased it over her head. Mandy's naked body molded itself to her back. Mandy's hands fondled her breasts while Radley dined on her. A moan of ecstasy tumbled from her lips. Would anyone see them standing on the balcony essentially naked and having sex? She shuddered, risk was arousing and in a short time, her two toys took her well beyond caring who saw. She had abstained from having sex since she had been with these two a month earlier. In her opinion, the wait had been worth it. These two, especially when working in tandem, made her unravel in a very short time.

Mandy brushed her lips along Lauren's shoulder, and she came undone. Shivering and shaking she fed her juices into Radley's hungering mouth. The twinkling lights of the city distorted and elongated as her vision blurred. Radley tightened his grip on her thighs which was the only reason she remained standing. Mandy brushed kisses up and down her neck as the pair prolonged her climactic journey through soft feathery clouds of bliss.

Her hips slowed from their rocking as her climax ebbed away; rocking she hadn't even been aware she was doing during her exquisite journey. "God, I needed that," she breathed. These were the first words she'd been able to speak in what had seemed like hours of ecstasy.

"It was our pleasure," Radley said. He then scooped her up in his arms and carried her to bed. While Radley undressed, Mandy finished removing Lauren's shoes and panties. When the three of them were naked, they snuggled together and slept peacefully.

***

"Ready for your morning wake up?" Mandy asked and kissed her.

"Wake up?" Lauren asked still half asleep.

Mandy guided her to the side of the bed and helped her stand. Radley stood beside her and the two guided her over to stand in front of the sliding glass door leading to the balcony. Radley melded to her back his cock delightfully slipping into the crack of her ass. He reached around and used his fingers to pry her labia lips open.

Mandy dropped to her knees and began to lick and kiss her exposed pinkness. Lauren moaned in pleasure. "Just like in Costa Rica each morning one of us will orally pleasure your pussy to get you ready for the day," Radley said.

In a short time, Lauren was trembling while Mandy continued to dine on her. She stifled her cry and shredded soon after that. Mandy stood and kissed her then whispered, "Good morning, Mistress."

Now that she had climaxed, Mandy led her to the shower and to take care of her bathroom duties.

When they had finished in the bathroom, they sipped on the coffee that Radley had prepared while he showered. When he joined them, Lauren set out clothes for all of them to wear.

"Today is for shopping. I need to get sexy clothing for my two beautiful toys." Lauren winked and both Mandy and Radley smiled. "Then tonight we go to the party. Tomorrow, we fly to Andros Island in the Bahamas where I've rented a bungalow."

They went shopping at many stores and stopped at one of the retail outlets that carried her line of clothes. She'd had special-made ones of her design delivered at the location. In the afternoon the trio was pampered with spa treatments. The treatment included a session of spray tanning. They confined their hair in shower-type caps and obtained an all-over tan that covered every inch of their naked bodies. They were provided light robes to wear back to the hotel and by the time they started getting ready for the party, the tanning chemical was completely dry.

Lauren busily selected clothes for the trio to wear to the party. Choosing an outfit for Radley was fairly simple. The theme of the party was shirtless men in tight, low-riding pants, with easy-to-open flies and no underwear. The shirt she put on him was just for traveling to the party. It would be removed upon entering the party.

Choosing outfits for her and Mandy was a little more complicated. Their outfits had to be two-piece, but there were other options to consider. Jewelry was one option. The tops could be bra type or other kinds so long as the woman's center torso was exposed. Most types of skirts were acceptable so long as none were beyond knee length. Panties were optional as were stockings. Shoes could be high heels or boots. She set out black knee-high boots for Mandy and black high heels for herself.

On the way to the party, Lauren explained more about it. "The party is all about appreciating the beauty of a woman; the way she looks, moves, and thinks. It's about the further development in the methods of pleasing a woman. About exploring how versatile her body is and its responses to various methods of sexual stimulation. All the activity is done in the single room and in front of an audience."

"Oh, I'm going to enjoy this," Mandy murmured.

"I'm certain you will. We all will. It is to enhance the ability of the men here to please a woman and for the woman to learn to be more in touch with her body. To learn her likes and dislikes during sexual encounters."

"I'm always interested in learning new things," Radley said from in back.

Lauren grinned. "There will be dancing, the drinks are free, and I have it on good authority that party drugs will be available. Having multiple partners is condoned and encouraged. As for the three of us. Radley, you are free to give and receive oral to any woman there. You are welcome to finger fuck any woman you choose provided it is a consensual action. You are not free to put your cock in other places than her mouth. Mandy and I don't want you spreading any nasties in us. I doubt there are any, the guests have themselves tested regularly but just in case...Got it?"

"Yes ma'am."

"The rules for me and Mandy. We can give and receive oral. We can receive finger fucking. We will not allow any cock other than Radley's in our pussies or asses for the same reasons. Understood?" she gazed at Mandy riding beside her.

"Yes ma'am."

Lauren handed each of them a selection of condoms. "There will be contests and games for us to participate in." Lauren drove into a parking structure and before leaving the car she handed each of them an eye mask. The trio entered an elevator and Lauren selected the basement button on the control panel.

After a short ride, the elevator's door slid open at a small foyer. The throbbing beat of music enveloped them even though the double steel doors across from them were closed. The music was much louder when they opened the doors. The male and female attendants at the doors checked the names Lauren supplied. The woman attendant removed Radley's shirt and smoothed oil on his bare upper torso. Each of them was given a lanyard to wear with a number tag hanging on it. The women's lanyards were pink and the men's were blue.

There were about twenty people both men and women in the room already along with male and female cocktail servers. Flashing strobe lights from the ceiling above illuminated the room and gave the patrons there a jerky stop-and-go type motion. Lauren was thankful that the strobes were on some type of program sequence and not active at all times. She had little doubt she wouldn't have been able to walk otherwise. As they strode across to the bar on the left the smell of marijuana hung heavy in the air. They gave their drink orders to the bartender and when he delivered them, he also placed a dish that was divided into three sections on the counter. Each section contained pills and he explained what each type of pill was. Lauren selected three of the extasy pills, handed Radley and Mandy one each, and swallowed the third herself.

The trio mingled with the crowd and observed the amenities. There was a large dance floor, one section had a huge raised padded surface with a large assortment of pillows. The bar occupied one section. Two of the walls had long benches for seating. A DJ was in one section of the dance floor and played music.

They danced and drank and danced more, sometimes with each other and sometimes with others. The music stopped. "And now we enter the game phase of our party," the DJ announced. "The first game is called belly buster. The following four numbers I call off are the Receivers. The rest are called Givers. The next five numbers are assigned to number one. Five more to number two, five more to number three, and the final five are assigned to number four." He read off four numbers. "These are the Receivers." The four women whose numbers he had called were guided by one of the cocktail servers to the edge of the raised pad. He then called out four sets of five numbers.

The servers spread the four Receivers apart along the huge bed/pad and guided them to their backs. Their arms were raised above their heads and cuffed together. A pillow was inserted under their backs causing them to arch slightly and their stomachs to be stretched tight. The server consulted with each Receiver to determine if she wore panties or not. If she was, her skirt was removed if not it was left on. Next, a towel was draped over each of the Receiver's heads so she couldn't see. Her panties or skirt was pulled down so that only the pink entrance to her pussy was covered.

"Now the Givers please line up in front of your assigned Receiver." He waited for a moment while people moved to their positions. "These are the rules. When I start the music, you will each take a turn kissing, sucking, licking, or any combination of those to any part of the Receiver's stomach area presented. That includes the part of her pussy that is exposed but not underneath her panties or skirt. You are not allowed to touch her with anything but your mouth. You are not allowed to touch her anywhere except her presented stomach area. The five of you will continue to pleasure her for the length of the song." He shifted his attention to the Receivers. "Ladies if you feel an orgasm coming, don't hold back, announce it, please. Bring it out for all of us to enjoy. Please do not fake them. Just lay there and enjoy the attention that is lavished on you. The purpose of this party is for the women here to grow further in touch with their bodies and to revel in its stimulation. In addition, it is to help the Givers recognize the physical signs different women display when they are in climax. In my own opinion, I love watching a woman in the grip of climax. I'm certain I'm not the only one here with that opinion." When proper stimulation is applied almost every part of a woman's body can become an erogenous zone. Women are beautiful creatures to be worshiped and enjoyed. He started the music and the beat of the song Desire blared out. At the urging of the employees, they joined the women on the pad taking places on each side of her.

***

Radley gazed down at the woman below. The pillow beneath her caused her back to arch slightly and her stomach to be stretched wonderfully tight. Her breasts were covered. She didn't have any panties on as evidenced by the skirt she wore. The skirt was pulled low exposing the upper part of her bare pussy. He was the second person to pleasure her. He planted a kiss just below her navel and relished the twitch of her flesh against his lips. Next, he slid his tongue through the crease formed where her stomach and hip joined. He skated his tongue along the waistband of her skirt and up through the stomach-hip crease on her other side. She moaned and shuddered. In a crisscross motion, he kissed, licked, and sucked his way to each side of her stomach working his way up to brush his lips along the base of her top. The fragrance she wore only enhanced the scent of her sexual arousal. While he savored the taste of her skin, he concentrated on using his mouth to increase her arousal. She moaned again, a deeper one this time, and shuddered. Her stomach muscles tensed, and he felt them ripple beneath her skin when he kissed her. Another shudder rippled through her and her breathing rate increased. Her heady scent of arousal intensified. She might not climax for him, but she certainly would for the next person who stimulated her. His turn was over and the person who followed him was a woman. She took over with no pause.

"Oh God, the Receiver woman cried out her voice muffled under the towel that covered her face. "I'm cuming." Her fingers flexed open and closed and glancing down he saw her toes curl.

Radley gazed over at Lauren pleasuring the woman next to them. The woman's skirt was gone and her black panties were drawn down to expose a large portion of her pussy. Her black bra top matched her panties. She too emitted moans of pleasure.

The DJ played the song twice and the woman he and his team were pleasuring climaxed four times during the song. The song ended and the Givers disbursed to form a group with the others. The staff member pulled her skirt up unhooked her cuffs and lastly removed the towel over her face. The woman Receiver would never know who had pleasured her. As the DJ explained this was to help the Receiver learn to enjoy the physical act without emotional involvement. The same applied to the other three Receivers.

The party employee helped the women to stand and rejoin the group. "And now on to the next game." He called out four new pink numbers. "In this game, the Receivers will remove their tops and have their tits sucked, licked, and kissed during the song. Again, their hands will be bound, and their faces covered. The game was pretty much the same only with different women and their breasts were pleasured rather than their stomachs.

***

Lauren gazed down at the beautiful pussy spread open wide in front of her. She was very familiar with that pussy. She had tasted and fucked it. Mandy lay with her arms shackled above her head and her face covered with a towel. Mandy's skirt and panties were gone. Two of the Givers of the team grasped her booted ankles and held her legs open. Mandy had already cum on the fingers of the first two Givers who had fucked her pussy. Lauren was certain Mandy would cum on her tongue as well and feed her sweet juices to her.

Lauren knelt and pressed her face to Mandy's slick. The delightful scent of Mandy's arousal filled Lauren's nostrils. She loved that scent. Lauren's tongue darted out and traveled upward between Mandy's soft folds on the way to her swollen nub of pleasure. She wondered if Mandy would recognize the tongue licking and sucking her. Probably not, Lauren surmised.