Housewarming

Saturday 8 April 1978 - 11pm

I returned to the party room, fresh drink in my hand; this time I had a vodka and orange but the reverse ratio to my usual since about eighty per cent of it was orange with some lemonade. I was already feeling too frisky and staggered a little as I left the kitchen. I made sure I was upright and steady before entering the front room.

There wasn't much dancing going on, but a lot of gabbing. I glanced over at Queen Lilith, who'd reclaimed her throne on the arm of the large settee, right next to Jay. I couldn't make out what Jay had said, but it was funny enough for my ex-Best Friend to giggle. She leaned over and affectionately butted heads with Jay. As she leaned, her cardie gaped almost enough for me to see the treasures inside.

Jillie, her sister, and the other girl were sitting on the floor in front of her. The girl had a joint and held it towards Lilith, but out of reach. Lilith leaned right over to take the joint, cardie gaping open, giving me and anyone else looking full view of her tits, which rivalled Pam's for their perfect size and shape. Now I knew why she chose the raised settee arm to sit upon. She leaned in to Jay and whispered something while Jay lasered her tits with his eyes.

Game on! I thought.

"You going to let me have some of that?" I asked Jay as the succubus passed the joint to him. He offered it up to me. "No, no! Not like that." I straddled Jay's thighs, maintaining my modesty by pulling my shirt down and straightening it; I wasn't pissed enough to be flashing to all and sundry, yet. I pushed aside another thigh, so my knees held against his hips. Lilith's eyes almost scorched the side of my face.

"Hey," the owner of the other thigh said. "Not much room here." I turned to see Charlie, sitting next to Jay, Raven next to him.

I put the joint into my mouth and hovered close to Jay's lips. He obeyed the implicit instruction and wrapped his lips around the other end, far enough as to not burn, and breathed out as I breathed in. I pulled away, holding the aphrodisiac smoke deep in my lungs. Coughing, I breathed out.

"Fuck!" I exclaimed. "Better not have any more than that."

"Why's that?" my rival asked.

"Oh, well. Strangest thing, I get frisky when I've had enough blow." I leaned in to Jay and whispered, "Don't I?" While I said this, I stroked his cock while no one could see.

"Sorry?" Lilith said.

"I get randy! God, do you not understand subtlety?"

Jay inhaled more of the joint and passed it sideways to Charlie, who put the lit end in his mouth and leaned towards me. "No thanks. Too short."

"How would you know?" Charlie winked.

"If the cap fits, sunshine..."

I leaned into Jay again. "You know," I whispered, "We've both been remarkably restrained tonight."

"Well, I have," he whispered back.

"What. I haven't been flirting with anyone."

"You don't need to, wearing that. You've got every dick at the party saluting you."

I turned my head and smirked at Lilith. "I have, haven't I?" I said aloud. Leaning back in to Jay's ear I said, "including yours." I scratched at his bulging jeans as his hand slid under the hem of my shirt, stroking my thigh. I stopped feeling Jay and sat up to grin at the Medusa again. He didn't remove his hand. Lilith was no match for my stare and turned her head. The fire was drawing below, flames shooting up my chimney. Jay's hand continued its journey. His eyes sprung wide as he touched my bare vulva.

"San!" He said in a whisper. "You've..." He didn't complete the sentence but lifted the hem to confirm it for himself. Charlie's head tilted to stare at my bare fanny. His face said it all. I glanced at Raven, who leaned across Charlie to look for herself.

"Daring," she said.

Realising, too late, Jay dropped the hem as Lilith's eyes turned towards us, and pulled my head down to whisper. "You've got fuck all on under my shirt!" He left one hand under the shirt and played again.

"So, who have you been flirting with?" I asked into his ear.

"No one at all. You?"

"No one at all."

"But you've definitely been groped a few times." Jay slid his other hand under, his gentle touch stroking either side of my labia.

"What makes you think that?"

"Well, I'm sure Big Dave had a go."

"Come on. You can't possibly think that."

"Those nipples were like cannons after he jumped back away from you."

I shuffled closer to stroke his much harder erection. "I have to admit, he did give them some uninvited attention."

"And who could resist you dressed like that? Does anyone else know you're bare under there?"

I laughed. "I don't have a bear under there. I've trimmed very close today."

He pinched one of my nether lips. My response straddled the border between pain and immense pleasure. "You know very well what I mean."

"No. Only me. Now do that again."

"What?"

"Pinch me." He did. My thighs clamped against his and everything tightened as I whimpered. Yes, both. "Fucking hell, I didn't realise I liked pain!"

"I'll remember that," he said as a finger reached my clitoris. As Charley held the roach of another joint towards my mouth, I whimpered at Jay's touch. I was still holding Jay's stiffie as I leaned in to take a drag. Charlie noticed. "You never did that to me, girl."

"You don't turn me on like he does." Charlie opened his mouth, but my finger was on his lips to hold back his words. "Shh!" He kissed my fingertip and returned to his conversation with Raven, leaving me with the joint.

"Hey, we could do with some of that blow," came a voice from across the room.

"And I've got an empty lap as well," shouted James, who was sitting on an old dining chair in the corner.

"You can wait your turn," I shouted back. I leaned backwards and held out the joint. Zeb came across to take it. "Thanks, Pussy Cat."

My head turned back to Jay as Lilith stared at my open thighs. In leaning backwards, the shirt hem had ridden up. While the shirt still covered me, it was obvious what Jay was doing. She averted her eyes when I leaned into Jay and whispered, "She could see what you were doing under there."

Jay glance across to Eve's predecessor, who stood up, bent forward exposing her to all who watched as she picked up an empty glass and walked out. Jay's ministrations had aroused me too much. I was very close to coming.

"You'd better stop that," I said, not even trying to conceal my words.

"Why?"

"Do you want me to scream out as I come so that everyone knows what you've been doing?"

"I'm enjoying it."

"So am I. That's the problem."

I shifted to stand up, but Jay pulled me back. "You can't get up and leave me with this. Everyone will see."

"I think everyone has seen an erection before." I stood.

"Here you are, San. Here's my empty lap." James again.

"I told you, wait your turn." As I turned to walk out, Lilith walked back in with a full glass. Now her zip had parted all the way; only will power kept her tits covered. It was possible it came open on its own, but I was certain she unzipped all the way down while she was in the kitchen. I shook my head as I passed her.

There was a small queue at the bathroom, so I walked past. Grabbing some serviettes from the table, I walked through the back door into the yard. As I neared the gate, the yard suddenly lit up in what seemed like a blaze of light; I looked up to see the next door bedroom light on. The lamp dangled right by the window.

I walked through the gate and found the grid that Larry had mentioned. It was in a sort of gutter in the narrow alleyway. I leaned back against the wall, hitched up the bottom of the shirt, and straddled the grid. There was no way I was going to chance squatting in those shoes. I opened up my plumbing, and the stream fell right into the grid with remarkable accuracy. Ha, I thought, another pissing technique.

I heard the door open, and I considered remaining in that pose. A bit late now, though, and wondered if I might have a little left in there. Stop it! You'll get a reputation, I admonished myself. I dried off with the serviettes and pulled down the shirt as the gate opened.

"Oh!" It was one of Julie's escorts. "Sorry."

"It's okay. Just finished." Damn! If you'd only been thirty seconds earlier.

"Damn! He said. If I'd only been thirty seconds earlier."

"Perv!"

"Don't come across many women squatting in an alley

I walked back through the gate into the now dark yard muttering, "If you'd been thirty seconds earlier, you'd have got the surprise of your life." I dropped the damp napkins in the bin.

***

As I passed the bathroom door, I spotted Lisa in the queue. "Hey, little miss, you'd better behave yourself," I said to her

"It's okay. I've stopped drinking altogether."

"Good for you." I slurred a little, or perhaps more than a little. "Sincerely, kid. Good on you."

"All down to you. Not often you get thrown naked out of a party."

"Yeah. Sorry 'bout that."

"No. It was what I needed. Julie has helped me. Vodka and orange without the vodka from now on."

I hugged her and staggered back towards the party, holding the walls alternately as I did. I bumped into Steph as she left the room. She seemed a little unsteady as well.

"Hey, Stephie. Not spoken much tonight."

"Choo many people in here. Choo many conversations."

"Come in here." I pulled her into the bedroom. The light from the kitchen giving it that slight glow I remembered. "You drunk?"

"I'm a little tipsy, yes."

"You been groped tonight?"

"Sandra. I'm with David!"

"Doesn't stop men from groping you. You're gorgeous."

"I've had a few 'accidental' brush ups."

"Feels good, doeshn't it?"

"No!" I held her stare. "Okay. A bit. It's nice to be fancied."

"It really is. You know what will help?"

"What?"

"Lose that Thomas Telford bra." I pulled the bolt across, locking the door.

"No! I couldn't."

I bent at the waist and grabbed the jersey material of her dress. "Come on, let's get that off."

"No. Don't." She didn't physically stop me.

"Come on." By then, I had it bunched up at her waist, revealing her equally engineered knickers. I pushed it further.

"Oh, for fuck's sake!" She grabbed the dress from me and pushed it over her head. "There."

I turned her around and unclasped the bra, pulling it down her arms and dropping it to the floor. I turned her back and realised that, until that moment, I'd never seen Steph's tits. "Wow!" I said. "Why the hell do you ever wear a bra? They are fabulous."

"Oh, stop it." She covered them with her arm. I pulled it down. Even in the dull light that crept through the window, her prominent nipples cast long shadows on the pale skin of her breasts.

"Here. Pull the dress on and I'll put the light on." She did, and I turned the lamp on and lifted the mirror for her to see, staggering backwards a bit with the weight. "See."

"Sandra. My nips are showing."

"Good. Mine have been showing all night." I put the mirror down. I stared at her hard points. "Those are beautiful." I couldn't help it. I reached out and stroked them with my thumbs. "Don't keep them hidden. Come on. Back to the party." She didn't even flinch at the touch.

We turned towards the door. "I need the loo first."

Her hand was on the doorknob as I said, "Hang on." She stopped dead as I lifted the bottom of her dress again.

"Oh, no San. Not..."

Before she'd completed the sentence, I had my thumbs in her knickers and was forcing them down. "You'll thank me for this." She willingly stepped out of them when they reached the floor. She turned to grab them. "Oh, no. I'm keeping these so you don't get tempted. Now go have fun and give Dave the fucking of his life on the way home."

"Which Dave?" She grinned.

"Cheeky. It's working already then."

***

We parted at the bedroom door. I composed myself before entering the party. Jay and his ex were cozying up again. James waved from the corner. As I looked, he patted his thighs. I glanced at Jay, engrossed in his conversation. "Why the hell not?" I mumbled.

As I stood in front of James, I weighed up the options. As long as the booze and blow don't decide otherwise, this would be easier than Jay's lap. I shuffled up, opening my legs as little as I could, in increments, until I sat astride James's lap. Realising that, on this chair, I would be closer to his crotch, I considered changing my mind and glanced behind me.

Lilith's cardigan was almost as obscene as my shirt; she flirting with Jay again. Placing my forearms on James's shoulders, I leaned in, determined to stay put. "Don't get any ideas." Too late. His hands were already on my thighs. "I said, don't get any ideas!" I pushed back to stare at him.

"I'm not getting ideas, I just want to..." with that, he pulled the hem of the shirt up as far as the belt would let him and stared. "Fuck me, I was right!"

I slapped him playfully and slapped his hands down. They fell to my thighs. I leaned in to him, my arms back on his shoulders. "What do you mean, right?"

He was decent enough to lower his voice. "I saw the look on Charlie's face when Jay did that and figured he was looking right at your bare beaver. And very nice it is too."

"So now you know."

"Yes, I do." Both his hands reached for my fanny, and I pushed them back.

"Stop that! I'm only here to make my fiancee jealous." I glanced over my shoulder at Jay. He shook his head and walked out.

He grabbed my arms and put them back on his shoulders. "So, let's make him jealous." By the time he finished the sentence, his fingers were again stroking my lubricated lips.

"I don't want him that jealous."

"So just enjoy it." I didn't move his hands. "I've already got a hard-on like a church pillar."

The extra stimulus stoked my boiler as I looked down. "Wow. Impressive. I'd like to take a look at that sometime."

"You can see it now, if you like."

"Some other time. I can see enough from here." I reached down to feel the bulge. "And I can feel it." It was impressive. I still didn't move his hands. "

You know, if I slipped it out, we could fuck right here and no one would know."

"Not happening." I put my arm back on his shoulder.

"Oh, don't stop."

"I have, and you can stop that as well."

"Aren't you enjoying it?"

"Oh, yeah. Too much."

"Then enjoy it." He insinuated his finger easily into my well lubricated slit. I winced as the pleasure shot through me.

"You have to stop. Now!" In reply, he inserted another finger and reached up to find my special spot. "Fuck! No."

"Say you're not enjoying it."

"I can't. But I can get very loud when I climax. So stop." I turned to see if Jay was back. Not only was he not back, but the vamp had gone, too.

I slid myself off James's knee, so his fingers slipped out of me. "I said stop."

I walked out to look for Jay and Lilith, ignoring my arousal. They weren't in the bathroom queue, which was now down to one. They weren't in the kitchen. I returned to the bathroom and knocked on the door. "Jay. Are you in there?"

"No. It's me, Suzie," replied the voice.

"Shit! No!" I mumbled. I stormed into the bedroom and stared at the mattress. It was empty. I looked through the window at a couple smooching against the wall, just beyond the light from the kitchen. I couldn't make out the features, but it could be... The light from next door bedroom came on and cast a glow across the yard that allowed me to see who it was. It was Jay, pressing Lilith up against the wall.

Neither of them realised that the light from the next door bedroom had illuminated the yard. It may have been a dull glow, but enough to reveal their activity to me. Lil's cardie was open and her breast would have been exposed if not for Jay's hand. They were kissing. While Jay manhandle her tit, she stroked his bulge.

My arousal still fired sparks around my loins from the attention I'd received from Jay and James. Confusion reigned as anger churned in my stomach, but the arousal did not subside.

While these thoughts rattled my skull, Jay's lips moved down to Lilith's breast, which he now held like a shelf bra. He engulfed her modest but erect nipple; her head tilted back against the wall in response. No longer needing to support Perky, Jay's hand had found its way to the hem of her skirt, lifting it to caress her crotch. I wanted to bang on the window; I wanted to run out there and punch her; I wanted to slap Jay; I wanted to throw a bucket of water over them; I wanted to rub myself silly.

My fascination rooted me to the spot, yet I was tortured by my ire. This Jezebel's hands circumnavigated Jay's to unzip his jeans, and one slipped inside to manhandle his cock, the cock that should be in my fingers right now. This was my fault for teasing him earlier; for leaving him high and dry, while I teased someone else. How could I blame him when other men had teased me tonight? Men whom I had allowed to touch my intimate parts? But this was his ex; the woman who had cheated on him for months with a mate. And we had rules, albeit unwritten ones regarding exes.

The woman I knew as Lilly stiffened as, I assumed, Jay's fingers violated her sex. Jay's erection sampled the night air as her hand pleasured it.

How the fuck did I still feel aroused while watching this performance? I should have smashed the glass and leapt through the window to stop them. My eyes stung.

The Lamia turned Jay against the wall and knelt on the concrete while fumbling in her tiny shoulder bag. Unsupported now, Jay's flagpole pointed at her face. Her lips crept towards him as his chest puffed with deeply inhaled air. Finally, she engulfed his erection as her hands kept busy with the packet from her bag. Well, that's something she's never done to him before, I thought. I always felt proud to have been the first ever to suck Jay like that.

Pulling her lips from his dick, her hands went to her mouth for a moment, then she returned to his throbbing member; I knew it would be throbbing. I stared as she worked his erection like a pro - a street pro. As her mouth withdrew, the light shimmered from the latex sheath.

The vamp stood, turned Jay so she leaned against the wall and guided his hands high under her skirt. The knickers rolled down to her knees and fell to the ground as Jay hiked up her clothing. Even in this low glow, I could detect her wispy pubes. She raised a leg to rest on his hip and he stooped, clad erection, pointing at her welcoming fanny. The condom's floppy teat disappeared as Jay's hips tilted to facilitate him ramming his cock home. Once he buried himself inside her, she lifted her other leg and locked them both around his waist.

Someone, one of the pub men I imagined, exited the back door and passed the rutting pair. Neither turned a hair and the would-be interrupter walked through the gate.

I need to get out there, I thought, but my feet wouldn't move. It was as if my heels had dug into the floor. My arousal ramped up. Why? How was it possible to get more horny at this debauched display while my eyes leaked tears and my stomach knotted? My awareness moved from my insides to my outsides as I realised that my left hand had snook into my shirt and was stroking my right breast, stimulating my own nipple.

As Jay slid back and forth within the eager cunt, anger stepped aside to allow horror to manifest as my awareness reached my loins and the fingers that had lifted my shirt to toy with my clitoris. Jesus fuck! I screamed inside my skull and immediately retrieved both hands. Looking beyond the shameless fornicators, I spotted the man who'd walked past them, standing behind the half-open gate, leering, dick still in his hand, stroking.

Lilith's claws dug into Jay, both literally and metaphorically, as Jay's thrusting became more determined. The wanker at the gate trembled. Lil's face turned towards my window and she grinned as if able to see into the darkness at my tears. Her head dropped to Jay's shoulder as she clung tighter, and Jay attempted to pound her cervix.