EGGW - THE BARBECUE POOL PARTY
Sarah and Chris were invited to a pool party ostensibly to final a new contract with Chris's employer that would generate a commission to Chris of over $100,000 during the next twelve months. There would also be possibilities for additional contracts with other entities associated with Mario and Maria.
Chris and Sarah had rushed to meet the 6.00pm invite time in their smart casuals, with swimmers awaiting a pleasant winters evening in Miami at Mario and Maria's villa down by the sea.
They were greeted at the front door by their hosts, provided their first French champagne for the evening and hustled off to the pool area to meet around 20 other guests that had already arrived and were well on the road to being intoxicated. Their hosts were dressed as the white shoe set, with modern Italian cut clothes and jewellery that emphasised their obvious wealth and position.
Mario to Sarah with a serious face: I need to take your man for a while to my office. There are still a few details we need to clarify post my Board meeting this afternoon.
Mario and Chris moved to an office that backed onto the pool and could be seen to be going through pages of what appeared to Sarah as the contract. The door was closed so Sarah had no idea of what was being said between the two men, but they were joined by two others that Sarah assumed were directors. There was some remonstrating and Mario being a typical northern Italian, was gesticulating wildly with his hands. Chris was listening intently as you would expect, he turned to look out the window at Sarah, grimaced and got on his mobile probably back to Houston HQ. There were several conversations going on and phones were being swapped around actively, suggesting all was not well.
Meanwhile, Maria was escorting Sarah around the guests and introducing them, as Sarah kept a side eye on what was transpiring in the office. These people were part of the Miami upper set no doubt, although they greeted Sarah warm and friendly as one would expect at any BBQ. The clothes were couture and probably hand made to fit. The make-up was minimal, probably to deal with the Miami sun. The perfumes were subtle, but French. Sarah was at ease with these people and enjoyed her second champagne while she chatted and talked about her work back in Houston.
Sarah Recalls Her Lesbian Lovers
Sarah recalled a similar pool party she attended while she was working off her liability to Dante. The event was a post selection party for female athletes, principally swimmers, for pre-olympic trials in the Southern States. The participants were only women, super fit, healthy and demonstrably aggressive. Men had no possibilities of getting between the legs of these women and they were very positive they wanted lesbian relationships that they could nurture and develop on the road to the top in their fields. You could loosely call them the alpha females and they wanted access to any female with a great body, looks and femininity. Aspects of conversations with two of the ladies, Mary and Lucy would come back time and again in the future, as both had been abused as younger adults and their stories were concerning.
When Sarah first arrived at the pool party she could not believe how well she was greeted and made welcome, when the reality was they all knew she was there not as an athlete. After a few champagnes the more aggressive became less feminine and more open in their desires for sex with another desirable woman. Sarah had received more overtures for a romp in the bedroom than she had with her more regular style of male athletes at similar events. One particular well known leggy, tall and muscular swimmer took fancy to Sarah and sought to dominate her attention particularly after she had seen Sarah doing laps with some of the other girls in the pool. The fact that Sarah's swimmers were transparent in the water did tend to encourage bold actions. She came up behind Sarah and placed her long arms around Sarah's upper torso and slipped Sarah's one piece swimmers shoulder straps off her shoulders. Her nipples were exposed and Mary enjoyed full handfuls of Sarah's more than adequate boobs as she forced Sarah against the pool edge.
Mary whispered into Sarah's ear: You have too larger boobs for an athlete. I reckon your one of the hookers that Franky organised to keep us interested over the summer while we bore ourselves shitless in the pool.
Two other swimmers joined Mary and Sarah was soon without swimmers and her body was being woman handled, masturbated and finger fucked in all her lower apertures. What could she do other than enjoy the excesses she was being exposed to by these three. Otherwise why was she there? She was kissed, fondled , flicked and propositioned.
Within minutes she was in one of adjoining bedrooms and she had half a dozen women treating her like a toy for their enjoyment. Out came the dildos and the strap-ons, the lube and the handcuffs. She was being taught how women make love and in Mary's case how they fuck other women. She was handcuffed to the bedhead and two women held each leg encouraging them apart so Mary with her strap-on could access that wet pussy and rose bud. Once Mary was gently pushing inwards the assembled ladies took turns is kissing down Sarah's body, sucking and flicking her nipples and then masturbating her clit.
Mary for all her masculine features had no desire to replicate the Will and Dante's of this world. She actually took her time; none of this wham bam thank you mam. No body shuddering penetration and shoving. She used that strap-on like it was a real cock, trying to get it to reach into all of Sarah's sensitive zones and scratch all those in her way but in a deliberate thoughtful way. As if she was the one with the cock in her pussy, this is the way she would want it delivered. It twisted and reached the upper g spot, it caressed the inner pussy, lubricating on its way and reaching Sarah's deepest depths without bruising her innards. Sarah wrapped her legs around Mary drawing her in and matching her movements to those of Mary, timing to perfection and holding her very firm when the ultimate came for Sarah's explosion.
Mary: Your legs and your moves tell me you are a hooker, but your cumming is that of a woman who loves love.
With that she kissed Sarah passionately on the lips and enjoyed Sarah's moment.
One of the women really knew how to apply a dildo to another woman's body; she kept teasing Sarah while Mary was injecting that strap-on up Sarah's pussy deeper and deeper. Another of the women, Lucy had put her open pussy against Sarah's mouth challenging Sarah to make her come while Sarah herself was being fucked.
It was a female form of enjoyable gang bang that Sarah thought would be likened to how new female prisoners were welcomed to the cells. The sensations of an all over attention to fingers, toes, nipples, earlobes, inner thighs and pussy just builds and builds without relief or slowing; no ability to control or influence being part of the mental stimulation by making love to the mind, the greatest and most effective sexual organ. Sarah had four orgasms before Mary swapped over and allowed Sarah to eat out her pussy and achieve her own orgasm. Sarah was released from her bonds to allow her to make her own decision as to whether to stay or go.
The seven enjoyed each other for the rest of the night, with sleep coming as another pleasure in the small hours.
Truth is Sarah never felt threatened and she enjoyed being treated this way.
Franky came to "rescue" Sarah at the breakfast hours from her captors and sought to apologise.
The last words Sarah remembered from the event was what she herself spoke: Like why, I enjoyed it? Those girls taught me how women make love. How to be tender. How to be aggressive but within control. How to be loved and demand it.
Maybe I can get another invite sometime?
She did remember Lucy and Mary as special people. They told how much they had endured in their lives to get to the point of potential selection. There were abusers along the way. Something Sarah vowed never to forget for such young women.