Preface.
part 10; I hope you enjoy reading as much as I did creating them.
Previous chapters; recently, single, sexually liberated; now rich.
Will anything satisfy me sexually?
Chapter 30
I tell no one about the reward; I go to a new bank; open an account depositing 300 grand, putting the remaining cash in a safety deposit box.
My next stop is the adult store, buying a combination of Dominatrix leather & latex apparel. A selection of dildos, strap-ons, vibrators, clamps, beads, balls, plugs, creams, a case of lube & cleaner all arranged to be delivered.
Carl finished the renos & gifted me a beautifully crafted set of medieval stocks, built from reclaimed lumber.
Blair's removed a lot of stuff and is currently in my garage organizing garage items.
"I'm having a yard sale Saturday, what doesn't sell I'll have hauled away, Sunday you'll have a clean garage."
"You do recall I'm hosting an orgy here Saturday, people arriving around 4, Caterers serving food at 5:30."
"I'll wrap up the sale around 3, no problem sweetie." He chuckled. "We're very excited for the orgy."
Bernice & Carl, Blair & Carrie help me organize and set up the rumpus room Friday evening. We place the sofas, tables; layout the mats, stock the toy wall; set up goes rather quickly. We were sitting after, enjoying a chillaxing reefer, and wine.
"I've got a large amount of cash to invest, I'm looking for ideas."
I got the usual responses, 'stocks, bonds, play the stock market. Start an investment portfolio.'
"No, I want a risky business. Something bizarre."
Carrie, stands, grasping the stripper pole, grinding her hips, rubbing her genitals on the pole; in a pleading, pouty voice.
"Are we gonna have some salacious sex tonight?"
"Carrie, there'll be plenty of that tomorrow, go home enjoy your family, you likely won't see each other at all tomorrow." I chuckle. They share hugs and depart.
Saturday morning I'm awakened by loud chatter outside. I peer outside, there's 20 people in my driveway,
'right the garage sale.'
'I wanted extra sleep, tonight will be delightfully exhausting, aahhh, gratifying, but tiring.' I quickly don a simple white summer dress, sandals, and big, floppy white straw hat. Stuffing 3 joints into my purse, I grab my keys. I hug Carrie who is discussing prices with an older gent, kiss Blair's cheek as I pass by. I strut away, knowing ALL the men and several women are checking me out. I put the top down, adjust my sunglasses, and drive to the local coffee shop.
Checking the party list on my phone, as I have a bagel with my coffee. Everything is ready, nothing to do, until 4ish, to organize the caterers.
'Hmmm what to do?' Something relaxing?'
'I decide to go for a drive, to look for businesses to invest in.'
I pull over at a strip mall, light a fat blunt.
Hair salon, restaurant, insurance company, convenience store, Dr. office, DEPRESSING, I take a big toke lean back, law firm, flower shop, dollar store, dry cleaners. NO, no, no, no. I finish the rolled weed, close my eyes.
'Adult shop.' Hmmm, lingerie, toys, movies. Meeting sexy people; maybe, I met Penelope, when shopping, if I ran the place, constant supply of sex opportunities.
'I'm getting enough now, without looking for it.'
It might be something I would enjoy. Unconsciously, my fingers have raised my dress and tickling my labia. Geez, constantly sex on the brain, what's happened to me. It's not a bad thing, I just discovered what I was missing, sex is fun, healthy. Neil was selfish, greedy, forced people for sex. I certainly was missing out.
My fingers have aroused me to a point of me wanting to continue. I hurry home, taking a wine for a soaking bath, with the intentions of masturbating. The warm water and wine is soothing, I sigh enjoying the soak; knowing I'll get enough later.
The tub water is getting chilly, my wines gone; I wrap myself in a terry robe, passing through the living room I light a reefer, with it in my mouth, I open the fridge, fill my wine glass. Checking outside, still lots of people in the driveway. I return to the sofa, lay down, toke, sip, toke, sip, toke, toke, sip. My eyes are droopy, fingers on my boob, mmmhmmm, hard nipples, nice. My digits move slowly down, mmmmmm, wet slit, eyes close, fingers play, fantasize, Camille between my legs, recalling the strong taste of Tiwa. Abdu's huge black cock, me squirting, ohh fuuuck yyaaa. Hand furiously rubbing, pinching. AHHH, yesss, mmm, ahhhhh niiiccce, mmmmm; slow teasing slide along the lips. I fall asleep.
Doorbell rings, I jump up, wrap my robe, tie it, open the door for the caterers. I invite them in, we discuss my expectations. Ok, everything is organized, I slip my white dress back on and go outside. Blair has hired 2 burly men and a large truck; he & Carrie are sweeping the garage. "Geez guys, you must be exhausted, stop, go home, the party starts soon."
"We're good Erin, super excited for later, don't worry; sex energizes us, our first orgy, you may have to drag us out." She giggles.
"It's ok, if you stay here, that's fine. I've arranged for breakfast delivery at 10 tomorrow, I expect a few will still be here." I hug her,
"Both of you, thank you so much, being best friends, and neighbors, cleaning this out." They nod and return to sweeping. I went to the sofa to roll more joints.
Odette was the first to arrive; sexy, in a see-through top, unbuttoned, knotted below her breasts, her midriff exposed and a red micro mini skirt, sandals. We embrace "Damn your so sexy," We kiss intimately, she giddy, happy, excited.
"I better get dressed," we hold hands as we walk quickly to my room. I drop my robe,
"I want you to be my partner tonight, spend the night with me." I take both her hands.
"I have hosting duties, so I want you to participate freely with others this evening. After I'm done hosting, we'll hook up, ok." I seductively kiss her; we fall onto the bed, making out passionately.
"Wait, I could easily ravage you, but I need to focus on the party." I stand; Odette pokes out her bottom lip in an exaggerated pout. I put on a one-piece, tight fitting, black latex Dom suit with one large zipper up the middle, crotch to cleavage. I adjust the zipper, so my areoles are just peaking as I move, without fear of 'popping out.' We head downstairs holding hands.
Claire arrives, no top, only alpine shorts tight enough to enhance her camel toe; with the shoulder straps barely covering the nipples on her enormous breasts; she raises a joint and teasingly slides one suspender aside. Jill's beside her, ridiculously cute, wearing a clear plastic raincoat with several strategically placed large yellow sunflowers on it. We move to the deck.
Bernice and Carl step through the patio doors wearing the local hockey team jerseys, Bernice has hers tied tight with a belt, to accent her curvaceous body. Michelle, 'WOW' stunning, revealing low cut, full length, form fitting gown. Sequenced, deep burgundy, complimenting her tall, statuesque body. Slit up both sides to her hip, she looks like a celebrity on the red-carpet stroll. I love her unique haircut. An athletic Black dude holding her arm, she introduces Tyrone. He's wearing, matching, bright neon yellow, baggy shorts, muscle shirt, and yellow court shoes. All proudly enhancing his muscular body.
Penelope's wearing a 50's style white with black polka dots dress, her cleavage spilling over the top edge. In matching 50's style, Jim has a white tee, blue jeans with the cuffs folded, his hair combed back in a greasy ducktail. Blair looks like 'Hugh Hefner' shiny red smoking robe; Carries wearing a Playboy bunny costume, looking steamy. 'Well done, sexy and tasteful' I think.
I bang 2 serving trays together. "Welcome everyone, BBQ's ready, help yourself to libations, weed is also available. After the meal we will proceed to the basement for entertainment and other festivities." I lower my zipper shake my tits free.
"Let's have some fucking fun, or maybe it's some fun fucking. Can I get a Hell Ya?" I holler.
An extremely exuberant, resounding burst of
"HELL YA" likely echoed throughout the neighborhood.
Everyone mingled and moved around while eating. I found Claire,
"I'm going to exaggerate our BDSM demo, to put on a performance; don't take anything I say personal, I hold no ill will to you, in fact I owe you gratitude for exposing Neil. I run my hand under her tit, thumb and forefinger squeezing a nipple, around her bare flesh to her bum. I kiss her neck, whispering,
"Hell, I'm going to enjoy punishing you as much as you'll get off on it." I smack her butt cheek and walk away.
Allowing ample time for everyone to have a drink or smoke after the meal; I again bang 2 trays together.