Chapter 11 - the Party

Darrell had just returned home from his Monday morning class. The summer semester at CRM was divided into three sessions. He needed to complete his math prerequisite and decided to knock it out that summer by taking statistics, which he had on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday mornings for three hours each day. That might be more applicable to a geology major than Calculus I. The second and third sessions would be filled up with his six-week field geology camp. Normally, this would be held away from campus for six full weeks, but apparently, the professor needed to be close to home for some family issues for the final two weeks. This was good and bad for Darrell. He liked his living arrangement and his budding relationship with Crystal, but he had been looking forward to field camp as it had been originally planned. Now, he was going to see a lot of the same old geology during the last two weeks.

He was contemplating starting his homework, which would be followed by lunch and then a landscaping project in the afternoon, for which he would get a few dollars. His thoughts were interrupted when there was a knock on the door. It was the door that led to the yard, not the alley, so he had to assume it was one of the Andersons. He opened the door, and it was Meredith, his preferred landlord.

"Oh. Hi Meredith."

"Glad to see me, even if I'm clothed?"

"Always."

"How's your day going, Darrell?"

"Pretty good. I just got back from class. What can I do for you?"

"I have a favor. We are having a birthday party for a friend of ours this Saturday. We would like you and Crystal to come if you don't have any other plans. It would help us out."

"Sure, I'll need to check with Crystal, but I'm pretty certain we can be there. Although, I'm curious: why do you need our help? We don't run in your circle of friends."

"Well, that is the thing. This is kind of your circle of friends, too, or at least they could be."

"Okay -- I'm confused."

"I'll explain. This is for our friends Martell and Jasmine Trudeau. It is Jasmine's birthday."

Darrell interjected, "How old is this Jasmine?"

"She is just a little older than me."

"It's just that I know another Jasmine. She goes by Jaz. Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt."

"Well, the thing is that we have known them for a long time and really like them, but we have always been a bit uncomfortable around them outside of a restaurant or bar. The problem is that they are hardcore naturists. See the connection? It seems they have family money and have a bunch of land southeast of town, hundreds of acres, I think. They live out there naked, except in the winter, obviously. They grow vegetables and raise various livestock, chickens, and such. I don't think they need to do that for a living, but they seem to enjoy it. We have not been comfortable around them because of the nudity thing. Well, we are getting over that because of you and your girlfriends. Thanks for that, by the way."

"You're welcome."

"Anyhow--we invited them over for a birthday get-together, and they accepted. We want to make it a surprise party of sorts; only the surprise will be that it will be a nudist party. Ryan and I will be more comfortable with you guys there. We are getting pretty used to you. Plus, a party of six will be more of a birthday party, as well as being more comfortable for us."

"That sounds like it could be fun. I'm sure Crystal will jump at a nude party. She grew up with people like the Trudeaus. What time?"

"We were thinking of starting mid-afternoon, let's say three o'clock."

"Can we have our croquet game?" he asked.

"You know where we keep it in the shed."

"So cool. I'm finally getting you to play naked croquet. This summer is just getting better and better all the time."

"You better be prepared to lose. I actually know how to play that game."

"Sounds like there might be some wagering involved. This will be a fun party, and I'm looking forward to it."

"Okay then," she said. "You know the dress code and time. Let me know when you confirm it with Crystal. I hope she'll agree to come. It would be nice if Katherine were still around, too."

"I'll let you know."

"We'll talk later." With that, she left and walked back toward the house.

That made Darrell's day. It sounded like a fun time, and some time with Meredith in the buff was a big bonus. What kind of wager they could have? He and Crystal already had planned on spending Saturday day and night together but were unsure what they would do. This was perfect.

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Crystal agreed to the party but not as enthusiastically as Darrell had expected. Apparently, she was a bit hesitant to spend time with older naturists who were like her parents, who even lived like them. He did not quite understand this; nonetheless, she said it would probably be fun.

Meredith and Darrell had worked out the plan. It seemed that the Andersons were beginning to get cold feet. To counter this, the plan they came up with was for Darrell and Crystal to be nude in the backyard. When Martell and Jasmine arrived, Meredith or Ryan would send them to the back. They will have already been told that their tenant and his girlfriend would be helping celebrate. Them being nude would be surprise number one. Darrell would let them know that this was to be a nudist party -- surprise number two. They assumed that they would not hesitate to shed their clothes. At this point, the Andersons would be committed and would need to bite the bullet and join their party minus clothes. With four other naked people in the yard, Darrell suggested that this would be more comfortable than they expected. Meredith was not sure but agreed that it was a good approach.

Darrell and Crystal were setting up croquet in the backyard when Martell and Jasmine arrived. If the Anderson's guests were surprised at the lack of clothing being worn in the backyard, they did not let on.

Darrell started the introductions with his hand on Crystal's shoulder, "Hi there. This is Crystal, and I'm Darrell. I live in the Anderson's cottage over there. You must be Martell and Jasmine."

Martell said, "You have that right. Liking your attire."

Darrell went on, "Ryan and Meredith wanted to surprise Jasmine with a clothes-free birthday party. You're welcome to drop your clothes. They will be down in a minute."

As they continued the conversation, Martell and Jasmine undressed. Martell was heavier set and looked like he could wrestle an ox. A few extra pounds could not hide the obvious strength in his 5' 7" frame. He was a hairy man with long dark hair on his head, abundant body hair, and he appeared to be a few years older than his wife, who was approaching 50 by Darrell's estimation. Jasmine was nearly as tall as her husband and looked to be wirily strong with a large, but not overweight, physique. She had long mahogany brown hair and, with her pleasant smile and was a person you could not help but like. Martell was a bit gruff and was harder to warm up to.

Jasmine stated, "This is a surprise. Those two have never seemed comfortable coming to our place. We are committed naturists and rarely wear clothing on the farm. I guess I will believe it when I see it. I had given up hope on those two."

Crystal chimed in, "They are turning a new leaf, thanks mostly to Darrell. By the way, we share something in common. I grew up in a naturist community. I did my share of naked farming."

Jasmine lit up, "You have to come visit. We have just under a thousand acres but only work a small fraction of it. Most of the rest is rock outcrops and forest. If you like hiking, it's good exploring."

"Darrell and I have been working on exploring much of the county naked. We would love to come out."

Right then, Ryan and Meredith made their appearance--naked. The guests gave the hosts quick hugs, which Darrell thought that neither of the Andersons appeared particularly comfortable with. They exchanged small talk while Ryan got them beer and wine. After a few minutes, Meredith, who seemed a little uncomfortable, looked at Darrell and said, "I see you got the croquet set up."

"Yep. It's time for our match."

With the continual consumption of alcohol, they played a couple of matches. It turned out that Meredith was indeed an ace. Meredith seemed to take particular pleasure in sending Darrell whenever she had the chance. It became a competition between the two of them, which Meredith won both times, but no bets had been placed. She told him that they would have to have a match some afternoon so that he would have the chance to get beat again. They might even do the threatened wagering. She was not specific about what they would wager. Darrell was more excited about this possible croquet match than most people would reasonably be.

They moved to the patio and chatted and drank more. Jasmine quizzed them about school, their majors, likes, and such. She asked them what Crystal had said about hiking, and Darrell and Crystal gave them a synopsis of their adventures. This led to a repeat invitation to the farm, and the four of them convinced Ryan and Meredith to join them and make a day of it, including a naked hike. The Andersons were comfortable in their nakedness and a little drunk, which likely contributed to their agreeing to visit the farm. Later, Darrell teased Meredith about not chickening out.

The Andersons served a meal they had prepared, which was excellent. It was salads and bread followed by the main dish of fettuccine and chicken in a creamy pesto sauce. There were other things in the pasta, but the sun had gone down, making it difficult to see all the ingredients. Darrell was sometimes picky about what was in his food, but this was delicious. He just happily ate. For dessert, it was birthday cake and ice cream. It was a good time, and Jasmine said several times that it was all the better because they finally got Ryan and Meredith out of their clothes.

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At 10:30, Ryan and Meredith excused themselves because they had to get up and drive to Denver for a family function. They apologized for being party poopers but already were going to be hung over and did not feel like making it any worse. They made it clear that their guests could keep partying, and Martell and Jasmine did not seem to be slowing down. The problem was that Darrell and Crystal had not had a good screw in a couple of days, which was a long time for them. With the alcohol doing its thing, they were getting affectionate and ready to excuse themselves. They were tucked together on a lounge chair, and their kissing and body language was giving them away. Darrell was on the verge of getting a raging hard-on despite the audience. The other couple picked up on the issue.

"Goodness," said Jasmine, "It looks like the two of you are ready to go at it right there on that chair."

That temporarily broke the spell and said Crystal, "Oh, sorry."

"Not at all," said Martell, "I wish Jasmine hadn't said anything. I was enjoying watching you, wondering how far you would go."

"We might have gone all the way." said Crystal, "Maybe we better also excuse ourselves."

"Oh no, please don't," said Jasmine, "We don't want to go home yet, and I mean it, I was enjoying watching you. It would be a wonderful birthday present to watch you do it right here on the patio."

"Yeah, it would be great fun," said Martell.

Darrell was a bit stunned by this latest twist, completely unsure as to what to say, but that quickly went away when Crystal twisted close to him and kissed him deeply. This exhibitionism, Crystal's willingness, her not hesitating to do as they wished, and the alcohol persuaded Darrell, and he quickly became rock hard. The lounge chair, however, was not working well, and Crystal recognized this too. She grabbed one of the blankets that had been lying around in case it got cold and spread it out on the patio. She must have been thinking of the show because she picked the best-lit spot on the patio. She grabbed Darrell by the hand and pulled him over to the blanket. They embraced and started passionately kissing again. Their audience, no longer in the best viewing spot, moved their chairs closer, within a few feet.

Crystal was really into this. Darrell, at first, was just along for the ride. She started working her way down his chest, sucking on his nipples, licking down his midline to his belly button, running her tongue around it, then to his pubic area. They had remained shaved. Once shaved, it was worth staying that way, and they were both smooth. She kissed and sucked her way around his rigid cock. She grabbed it firmly in her hand and took his balls in her mouth, sucking on each one. As she was doing this, she started to stroke his cock. This got a response out of him. That was a technique that got him going. He started thrusting his hips, encouraging her to go faster. Instead, she licked her way up to the head of his cock and started teasing it with her tongue. Darrell considered himself lucky. Crystal liked giving head, and she was good at it. Finally, she took his cock in her mouth, running her lips and tongue up and down over his swollen member. This got him moaning, arousing their audience, who were on the edge of their seats. Darrell was getting close to cuming, and Crystal sensed this. She had every intention of putting on a good show. She reluctantly pulled herself off and moved to a nearby chair with her butt at the edge. Darrell did not need any better signal as to what she wanted.

Darrell positioned himself on his knees between her legs. He started right off by kissing around her pubic area, along the creases of her legs, working his way to her cunt. He ran his tongue along the outside of her pussy lips. He did not tease her long. He started by running his tongue over her wet hole spreading the juices up to her clit. She was tensing her hips and moaning and panting. Then he started in earnest on her clit, alternately sucking on it, flicking it with his tongue, or making circles around it. She was getting wetter and wetter and hotter and hotter. Being ready for a cock was not an issue that Crystal had; she always lubed up quickly. Now he slid his thumb into her hole and started thrusting it in and out while pressing her anus with his index finger, all the while working on her clit. This got her worked up, and she was rapidly approaching an orgasm. She was really getting off on having an audience moaning and squealing more than usual. It crossed his mind that she was putting on a show for his guests. Fine--he could do that. About now, she would want him to slide his cock deep into her pussy. No, he was going to bring her to an orgasm now and then fuck her hard for a second one. She grabbed his head, held it in place, and started to twist and lift her hips; she was on the edge. She tensed and arched her back, and Darrell was flicking her clit as fast as he could with his tongue while he was thrusting his thumb in and out of her drenched hole. She produced a high-pitched squeal, a few pants, then another squeal, and then collapsed. Darrell did have a feeling she played this up a bit. She didn't take long to recover.

She pushed him back down on the blanket and straddled him. First, she leaned over and gave him a deep kiss and said so their audience could hear, "Now you are going to get yours. I'm going to fuck your brains out."

She sat up and started rubbing the head of his cock on her clit. She glanced up at Martell and Jasmine and said, "Should I fuck him or play with him some more? It's your birthday, you make the call." They were cross-masturbating each other.

Jasmine answered, "Oh god, play with him some more, please. I love it."

Crystal had grown skilled at this as she learned Darrell's tells. The more times she brought him close to the edge and let him back down, the longer he would last when they fucked. She held his cock against her pussy and let him thrust up and down, rubbing her clit. This was frustrating him, but nonetheless, he was thrusting faster and faster and getting closer to climax. Time for something different. She slid her pussy down his right leg and took his throbbing cock in her mouth. She slowly ran her tongue over it, tasting his precum. She enjoyed exploring his cock with her tongue, and if she did it slowly, it would let him come back from the edge. When she felt he had come down enough, she sat back and circled her thumb and index finger around the base of his cock and balls, holding as tight as she could, and with the other hand, started stroking his cock. She started with a fast pace, but as soon as she got him moaning, she stopped for a second. They had done this before, and Darrell knew what he was in for. Then she started up again, slowly eventually building to a torturous pace again. Occasionally, she had to take his cock in her mouth and re-lube it.

This went on for a couple of cycles, and Crystal asked Jasmine, "What do you think? Should I fuck him now?"

"Yes. You should. Fuck him hard."

"Good. I'm very, very horny. I wasn't going to be able to last any longer."

With that, she moved up, straddled his cock, and smoothly slid onto the thick rod. They started fucking at a moderate pace, with her moving up and down with him thrusting his hips, matching her pace. They varied the pace, some notching up their arousal.

Crystal asked Jasmine and Martell, "You are the audience. How would you like this to finish?"

This time it was Martell that spoke up, "I would like to see him fuck you doggy style."

"That works for me," said Crystal.

She rolled over to her knees with her chest on the ground, butt in the air, and said, "Give it to me good. I need a good hard fucking."

Darrell was pretty sure this was for the benefit of their audience, but it still excited him. He slid his cock deep inside her pussy, then all the way out. He did this a couple of times, then started to fuck her in earnest. At first, at a moderate pace, keeping it up longer than Crystal obviously wanted, but she had been playing with him. Now, it was his turn. However, as she approached a climax and her breathing quickened, he responded involuntarily, picking up the pace. Now he was going deeply in, his balls slapping her clit with each stroke.

She choked out, "Oh god, fuck me, fuck me hard. Faster."

Jasmine added, "Do as she asks, man, she obviously wants it hard."

He picked up the pace. Not so much because she asked, but because he was getting very close to cuming.

She moaned, "That's it. Fuck me. Fuck me. Oh god, I'm cuming."

With that, he filled her full of cum. The moaning and panting may have been heard by the neighbors, or at least the Andersons, up in their bedroom. He pulled out and collapsed on the porch while she stayed there for a few minutes in the doggy position, the cum running from her throbbing pussy, down over her clit, and dripping onto the blanket. She finally collapsed into Darrell's arms. This was the signal that they were done. Martell and Jasmine gently clapped.

Martell said, "Bravo. You guys were awesome."

Jasmine said, "Yes. That was a wonderful birthday present. That is the first time we have ever watched anyone else have sex in person. It was so hot. I'll remember this forever. Thanks so much."

Crystal replied weakly, "You're welcome; it was a turn-on for us, too."

Martell said, "It was hot--very hot. I think we better let you guys recover and head home for our own romp between the sheets. And please do come to our place for a hike next weekend."

With that, they got up and went for their clothes.

Darrell said to Crystal, "You were very vocal. Were you that turned on, or were you acting?"

"It was a little of both. Some of it was acting, but I fed off it once I got going. It became less of an act in the end."

"Well, it was a turn-on. That was fun."

"I wholeheartedly agree."