During BF's early years in Philadelphia, his attentions were mostly focused on establishing his printing business. By the time he was thirty, his business had Poor Richard, and by absorbing most of his competitors had become profitable enough for him to be noticed by the community. The Freemasons asked him to join, and within a few years he was the Grand Master. I didn't care for all the secrecy and do gooding, but I loved the parties. This was, of course, not acknowledged, nor official, but we had a good time. It is easier when everyone must swear an oath to keep what we do a secret. That comes in handy when you are impregnating a few of the more prominent family's fertile young daughters. The party after BF had been sworn in as Grand Master was typical, and that I will share with you, unofficially, of course.
I wasn't there for the ceremonies. I wasn't at most of the meetings proper. I was looking for "entertainment" for the party later. I was told this had to be really special. Most of the masons would be informed of the party, minus the old crusty Puritans. They tended to frown on the wine and women that were the mainstays of our parties. Such a large crowd required more ladies, and that took some time. By the time the day had arrived, I had managed to enlist twenty of the prettiest young things in Philadelphia society. They even included a couple of minister's daughters and few city officials. We did not allow under 18, even though the younger girls were willing. It was decided that younger might encounter parents who were outraged enough to be willing to go public, instead of chalking it up to daughter's wild oats before they settled down with the arranged marriage.
I had a giant feast set up. We put naked girls as centerpieces of the tables. They held food on top of them. The rest of the servers were naked girls. BF didn't know how many men would come, but I was pretty sure twenty girls could handle however many came. It wasn't long before BF came in with fifteen of the members, ranging from 25 up to 50 years of age.
"My God, Abner, you've done it again." BF stood at the entryway admiring the young ladies laying on the tables. "You never cease to amaze me with these parties." He led everyone in, and they sat down around the tables.
When everyone was seated, I spoke up. "Gentleman, thank you for coming. I am sure this will be an evening you will never forget. When you are settled, your personal server will bring your food. If you desire anything on the ladies on the table, feel free to enjoy. We shall begin."
The naked ladies each entered with a plate of food and glass of wine. The fifteen of them sat down in the lap of each of the men. When they were seated, they began feeding the men off their plates. The men were having a problem concentrating on the food. They couldn't keep their hands off the servers. They would pinch their bottoms and their breasts, and giggle like schoolboys. The meal proceeded with a raucous noise that only increased as the wine flowed. When the meal was finished, I stood up.
"Gentlemen, it is time for the dessert. Ladies, if you please." Each lady slipped off the men's laps into the space under the table under them. The men were temporarily speechless as the ladies unfastened their trousers and removed their members.
Each lady began servicing their patron to a varying degree of quality commiserate with their skill level. You could tell the ladies more skilled, as their men were sliding off their chairs with their head back and eyes closed. Some of the ladies obviously had less practice, and they needed a little encouragement from their men. However, very soon, every lady had succeeded in satisfying their man.
I stood up again. "Gentlemen, the organized portion of our program is completed. It is left up to you what you desire to do and can find a willing partner to do it." Every man stood up, took the hand of the young woman in front of them and headed for the couches. BF had an especially striking young woman of 20 who was the daughter of the most powerful minister in Philadelphia. BF liked to court danger. He always was sure he could talk his way out of anything.
When I was finished, I headed for the back room. I had stashed a special treat for myself there. In the back room was Red, the redhead that I have seen several times since I met her at one of our parties. She was nearly 30 now, still unmarried, and in no hurry to change that fact. She was just as wild now, and maybe, even a little more desperate for satisfaction. This made being with her sometimes dangerous, but always unpredictable.
"I was beginning to think you'd picked up one of those little girls." She took her frock off and was as naked as the others. "How about you get me off, as only you can?"
"You bet that beautiful ass I will." She jumped into my arms and wrapped her legs around my waist. I sat her on the table in the room kissing her. She kissed back, hard, and wet. I knelt in front of her and pushed my face into her womanhood. She leaned back on her hands and closed her eyes. I worked her over for several minutes, until her juices were flowing thoroughly. When I was ready, I stood up and entered her. As I began pumping her, I grabbed her by the throat and began chocking her. This is the one thing she needed every time. I had to be careful. Even though I knew if I accidentally killed her, there would be no real consequences. She had no family, no one to miss her, and we would have no trouble disposing of her body. However, I enjoyed her company very much, and I have never met any other woman who didn't mind the total domination she needed. When her eyes rolled back, she came hard, and I loosened my grip so she could breathe. I sight of her flopping head in my hands brought me to the end. I pumped her limp body with everything I had. When I was finished, I stepped back and laid her back on the table.
I went looking for BF, to see how he was doing with the minister's daughter. Let's just say I saw her in a position you will never see in her father's church. She was bent over the arm of a couch, and BF was fucking her from behind with all the force he could muster. He was holding her arms back, so she looked like he was trying to break a wishbone. We could all tell what his wish was, I was pretty sure from the sounds she was making, it was her wish also. He saw me come in and smiled as he unloaded into her. She came at the same time, trying to buck, but he had her pinned down. As it was, she shook until she was finished, and then just lay there, BF's trophy.
Every other couple were in various stages of copulating in every position I think I have ever seen, and in varying stages of completion. No one needed my help, so I headed back for round two with Red. When I got there, she was sitting up, ruffling up her hair, and shaking her head.
