The following happened in 1958 in a small township called Gibson Falls in Iowa. There were very few buildings in the town as it had been eclipsed by Des Moines, roughly two hours drive away. The township had the usual strip consisting of the general store, drapers, barbers farm products, and mail order store.
My mom knew everyone's mom and we were a tight knit community. There were probably only two hundred people in the whole neighborhood.
It so happened that a school friend of mine, Shoshanna Mason, was going to have an eighteenth birthday party. My year was very small; in fact I was the only boy. There were six other girl's including Shoshanna all of whom were eighteen. My name's David Adams by the way
On the Saturday afternoon we all gathered at the Mason's. Her mom was a divorcee which was kind of frowned upon in those days. She was an only child and had no brothers and sisters. The Masons lived in a large rambling house which had certainly seen better days. The rooms were plain and tidy but everything needed a coat of paint. My parents dropped me off and said they'd pick me up at later that evening.
"Hi David," said Mrs Mason. "You're the last to arrive and the girls are in the parlour," she continued.
Mrs Gibson must have been in her forties and smelled of expensive perfume. Her makeup was perfect right down to nail varnish on her toenails which peeked out her dark stockings and out of her sling back stilettos. Her crisp cotton shirtwaist dress was very wide and flared out and made a swishing crackling sound as she moved. Underneath I guessed she was wearing a stiff net petticoat. I felt a slight hardening of my penis. She put her arm on my shoulder and whispered that she liked my bow tie and checked shirt. I felt a nerd as my parents were very conservative and insisted that I should wear certain things for various occasions and this was my party outfit.
We entered the parlour and there in front of me was a sight to stiffen any eighteen year olds dick. All the girls were standing around the table where Shoshanna was waiting to opening her presents. I gave her mine which my mother had chosen. What made my penis twitch were what the girls were wearing. Each one wore a pastel coloured full skirted party dress. Clearly each one was sporting a nylon net petticoat underneath which pushed their gathered dress outwards and made them sway from side to side. I pushed my way up to the table and felt their dresses brush against my legs through my dark grey pants.
Shoshanna kissed me and said 'Thank you for your gift David. I'll open your's first."
Secretly I wished she'd open my pants instead, pull out my dick and jack me off.
"It's a great pleasure to be at your party," said I, secretly imagining having a sexual orgy with all these cute smiling chicks.
I forgot to mention the names of the other girls and what they looked like.
Cheryl was the oldest and had dark brown hair pulled back into a high pony tail. She was about an inch taller than me but it may have been her Mary Jane shoes which gave her the lift. She wore a pale yellow dress with puff sleeves and buttons down the back. Her skirt was tightly gathered at the waist and stopped just below her knees. Her petticoat rustled more than the others
Ellen was a peach. Her blonde hair was shoulder length and held back by a pale blue Alice band. Her pale blue tiered dress gave her an Alice in Wonderland appearance, and this was emphasised by the little pin tucks and pleated bodice trimmed with white broderie. Her dress was again tightly gathered and she wore a white cotton belt, Ellen was also wearing a stiff net petticoat which I could feel on my leg as I leant casually against her.
Maria had quite dark features and looked Italian or Spanish. She was the shortest and drove me wild with her flashing dark eyes and pouting mouth. I used to dream of Maria on her knees in front of me with her lipsticked lips sucking my dick while staring straight into my eyes. Maria's hair was relatively short with a slight wave. She wore a red dress which billowed out over nylon petticoats and ended at knee level. Her bodice had puff sleeves and a somewhat low neck line.
Sandra was the second youngest and was from New England. Her hair was cut in a long bob and her dress was white with pink flowers all over it. Her dress actually was quite short and I guessed that she had had it quite some time. It was a full circle dress and was gathered in three or four tiers and ended above the knee. By the way it swished and swirled against me I guessed her dress was filled with net petticoats too.
Shirley wasn't the prettiest but was the most outrageous and outspoken of the group. I knew she swore and talked about sex to the others, whom I think were all virgins as there were hardly any boys in Gibson Falls. She was flirtatious towards me and deliberately used to brush her bosom against me or slide her buttocks against me with mock innocence and an apology. Shirley's dress was pale green and had about twenty buttons down the front. The top two buttons were left unbuttoned, so too the bottom three buttons. It was clear to everyone that she was wearing a crisp nylon net underskirt.
Shoshanna wore a pure white cotton party frock which flared out from the waist in a full-circle and ended below the knees. It matched the colour of her teeth and Alice band. This in turn contrasted with her ash-blonde hair styled in a short geometrical bob. Shoshanna was the one girl at the party who looked stunning. She physically glowed with poise and beauty and I desperately wanted to be alone with her, preferably in a horizontal position, preferably naked, preferably on a bed.
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Party Games
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After the present opening and after eating in the huge dining room, which opened onto the front porch, Mrs Mason suggested party games.
"Aw Mom that's kinda too childish," said Shoshanna picking at something between her teeth as she sat on one of the sofas.
I looked around the room from the rocking chair. Facing me were two sofas at right angles full of girls. Incredibly there were hardly any petticoat hems to be seen except for Shirley's. Mrs Mason stood in the centre of the room and suggested we played hide-n-seek as the house was so large. She winked at me and said that they would have to think up other games which involved six girls and one boy.
I could only think of one game and that involved just me and Mrs Mason naked in the backseat of her Buick.
"Right now you all split into pairs and Shoshanna will come and find you," said Martha Mason to all of us. I couldn't help but snigger loudly at the thought of this totally ridiculous charade. Eighteen year olds playing hide-n-seek for heaven's sake. I just hoped that the younger guys at school never got to find out.
I was paired off with Shirley and we all toured the house looking for somewhere to hide. A bedroom closet seemed a good place so that's where we ended up. This particular closet was full of old sportswear and weights and a punch ball and stuff. It was very narrow so I edged in first and Shirley followed. Because it had a sloping ceiling I couldn't stand up so I sat on the floor while Miss 'green dress' stood next to me. Predictably she backed up against me, apologised but didn't move away. The tiny closet really only had enough space for one standing person so I was forced to sit with my knees drawn up to my chin.
" You can feel me if you want to," said a voice above me and I watched in wonderment as she lifted her dress above her knees to reveal more of her pure white net petticoat. She parted her legs and I felt my dick suddenly stiffen.
"I'm coming to get you," said a distant voice from downstairs.
Shirley backed into me further so that her buttocks almost rested on my face. Then she did an amazing thing she pulled up her dress and petticoat at the back, leant forward and dropped both hems over me and shook her clothing down.
