The Party 222

Everyone at Dana's sweet 18th birthday bash came from her college classes, and all were over 18 years of age. The backyard pool party was in full swing, with 18 girls and 10 guys enjoying the summer sun. Dana's little brother had been strategically "locked up" inside with their parents, leaving the private backyard pool entirely to them.

The privacy of Dana's backyard was exceptional--so much so that six girls decided it was the perfect time to sunbathe topless. Meanwhile, most of the boys stayed submerged in the pool, doing their best to hide their boners. One girl, however, wasn't feeling so discreet. Not topless but bold as ever, she walked over, picked a boy seemingly at random, and started making out with him right there. Whether or not he creamed his pants remains unconfirmed--but the look on his face suggested the odds were high.

The highlight of the party came with the swimsuit competition. The winner? The girl who removed her top, of course. Tia, who placed second, was less than thrilled. "It's a swimsuit competition," she protested loudly, arms crossed. "This is a birthday party, not a swimming competition, and definitely not a birthday suit contest!" But her argument didn't sway the crowd, and she spent the rest of the evening muttering about injustices, a camel,horseback riding and a toehold.

Among the party attendees was Tia, Dana's best friend. Tia was not a late bloomer--far from it. At 5 foot 7 inches, 18 years of age, she had curves that rivaled those found in the swimsuit edition. Her face was pretty enough, even if it seemed a bit unbalanced. Not that the boys didn't notice her girlish, natural beauty--she was just blissfully unaware of how they reacted to her. When Tia talked with boys, her clueless innocence wasn't an act. In her own special way, any boy who tried to breach her britches got turned away--with a smile on their face. No boy had yet worked out whether her charm was genuine or if she was just expertly playing hard to get. Not a dumb blonde, but a brunette who may or may not have been playing them dirty. That's not to say she was stupid--far from it. It was more ignorance than innocence. Tia was well aware of her 83 IQ and had a functional understanding of most things, including the human body. She just didn't know exactly where she fit into the mix. As Dana once said in the special class they shared, "Tia, you are the wisest dumb person I've ever met." And with that, they were friends for life.

Dana, on the other hand, wasn't Mensa material, but she was the smartest, sharpest girl in any room she entered. Her IQ was far above average, but we all know how stupid the average person truly is. Dana's real problem was energy--too much of it. She was all throttle, no brakes. Dana only had two gears: I'll get there eventually, and I'm already there and gone.

Their teacher once compared Tia and Dana to the tortoise and the hare after Dana bombed a test that Tia aced. Despite their differences, the two were inseparable.

Later, after most of the guests had left and the evening games were about to begin, Tia still had a puzzled look on her face as she peppered Dana with questions. She was no longer upset over losing the swimsuit contest, but trying to work out why. "But I thought it was because I wore the wrong pants while riding a horse," Tia said, her brow furrowed.

Dana sighed, trying not to laugh as Tia plowed forward.

"My mom told me I had a camel toe and shouldn't wear those pants again," Tia continued. "I never noticed the line, but I felt a tingling sensation in my 'VJ' while riding. And then, when I used the harness while rock climbing with Ned and Ted, it also felt snug in that area while trying to find a hold on the rock, a toe hold? That is when I overheard Ned say 'camel toe' to Ted, and that's when I noticed the line in my crotch after the tingling."

Dana gave her an exasperated smile, already anticipating the winding road ahead. "Tia, I told you that right before the swimsuit contest because you had camel toe, plain and simple. It had nothing to do with horses or rock climbing. And No that is not why you came in 2nd"

Tia looked genuinely baffled, as if a great mystery were being solved. "Ohhh," she said, the light finally dawning. "So it's not... like... a sensation thing?"

Dana couldn't hold back any longer and just started girlishly giggling. "No, Tia. Camel toe is just when your pants get stuck in your big lips down there, making it look like a camel's toe."

Tia's brow furrowed again as she processed this new information. "So, you're telling me it's not because I felt a tingle down there while riding a horse or climbing with Ned and Ted?"

"Exactly," Dana replied, still chuckling.

Tia sighed, her expression softening into gratitude. "Thank you, Dana, for clarifying that Dana couldn't hold back any longer and bit of laughter escaped her lips, but Tia pressed on, her voice more determined now. "And now you're explaining to me that my vagina's big lips look like a camel's toe when pants get stuck in there?"

Tia finally sighed, her expression softening into gratitude. "Thank you, Dana, for clarifying that for me. No wonder Ned was confused when I turned him down for a horseback riding trip."

As the sun set, the party wound down, and most of the boys and many of the girls began heading home. Dana, however, was still scheming. She handed each departing girl a small box and whispered something into their ear. Reactions varied from wide-eyed curiosity to stifled giggles, but when it came to Ted and Ned, she handed them each a piece of paper, leaned in close, and whispered instructions that left them exchanging puzzled looks.

By the time the crowd thinned out, only eight girls remained. They regrouped in Dana's small two-room apartment for some private fun. The evening kicked off with a round of Truth or Dare, which stayed relatively tame, followed by Never Have I Ever, which quickly escalated into juicy revelations:

Tina casually admitted to having three lovers since turning 18.

Samantha confessed she had just one--the boyfriend she was sneaking out to see later that evening.

Gabriel mentioned experiencing an orgasm in a man's presence but refused to share any further details.

Another girl admitted to a topless make-out session.

Anne, like Dana and Tia, revealed she had yet to kiss a boy.

Dana, however, had an ulterior motive for the evening. Just weeks earlier, she had discovered the Big O--and with it, a game-changing toy, courtesy of her neighbor. After accidentally catching the sugar daddy's girlfriend using it during a private moment, Dana struck a deal and ended up with a stash of these "gifts."

As the party unfolded, Dana decided it was time for the big reveal. "Okay, girls, here's what's in the boxes I've been handing out," she announced, pulling out her own toy. "It's simple: one AA battery, included. Turn the wheel on the bottom, and the knob at the top vibrates."

Tia, predictably, looked utterly baffled but stayed quiet, saving her questions for later. (This would become another story entirely when Dana had to give her a one-on-one tutorial.)

The rest of the girls, however, caught on immediately. Gabriel grabbed her box like she was smuggling stolen goods and practically sprinted out the door. Samantha, on the other hand, opened hers right there and turned it on.

"Jack's not big on foreplay," Samantha said matter-of-factly. "So, thank you! I promise I won't turn it on while driving--but I might use it in the driveway before I... well, you know." She left with a smirk, leaving the remaining girls laughing.

Dana clapped her hands to refocus the group. "Okay, college girls, I've got a surprise for you!" she said, glancing at her watch. Right on cue, there was a knock at the door. "I present to you our next game and entertainment!" She opened the door to reveal Ted and Ned.

Earlier in the evening, Dana had cornered the boys and convinced them to return later. "All you have to do is park at the McMansion next door," she had instructed. "The lady of the house knows you're coming. She'll show you the path that leads back to my yard. Take the second path on the left, so my parents won't see you. Be here at 11:30 sharp!"

Ted and Ned stepped inside, looking slightly bewildered but intrigued.

"She's cute in that sporty little way," Ted muttered during the drive over. "But I wonder who else will be there? Tia? Gabriel? Maybe even Tina?"

"I don't know," Ned replied. "Dana's a wild card. Tia's sweet but kind of clueless. Cross her, though, and Dana will carve your dick off. She may be small, but she's not someone you mess with. Plus, I'm pretty sure both of them are still virgins. I mean, didn't you and Anna--"

"No!" Ted interrupted. "It was Gabriel, and no, she made it clear--never again with me!"

Back at the apartment, Tia, as usual, wore her signature grin of mild confusion. Upon seeing Ted and Ned with Dana, she leaned over and whispered, "What's going on?"

Dana leaned back and whispered in reply, "They won the swimsuit competition, so this is their reward."

Tia thought to herself, I wonder if I'll get to kiss Ted since I was the second runner-up. Samantha was first place, so maybe she'll get to do more? Dana and her ideas--they never really make sense, but they're always interesting.

Dana gathered the remaining six girls and laid out the plan. They all agreed to the rules: panties stayed on, and there would be no penetration. Tia was enthusiastic, ready to dive into the game, while Tina and Gal opted out, deciding to serve as referees instead. Despite being on birth control, neither of them wanted to participate.

The lack of condoms was an issue, so Dana declared it was up to the boys to come prepared if they wanted any chance of hitting the jackpot.

The boys arrived right on time, greeted at the door by Dana. "Yes, sirree! Here are the winners of the swimsuit contest!" she announced dramatically, ushering them inside.

Ted and Ned were quickly herded onto the large couch. Dana wasted no time explaining the game's simple rules, clearly to avoid giving the girls time to second-guess their decisions.

"Your prize for winning the swimsuit competition is another game," Dana began with a wicked smile. "The rules are simple. Put on these sleep masks, no peeking, take off your swimsuits, sit on your hands, and try not to blow your load. Each of you will have two girls doing everything they want--except outright intercourse. The first guy to cum loses, and the winner gets to take off his mask, sit back, and watch with his hands free. The girls will guide his hands where they want it to be while they finish him off."

The girls exchanged nervous but excited glances as Dana handed the boys their sleep masks. Ted and Ned, both clearly intrigued and more than a little eager, complied without hesitation.

Gal and Tia took on Ted while Dana and Anne focused on Ned.

Dana giggled, giving Anne a mischievous look. "Come on, Anne, don't just sit there--grab it like you mean it!"

Anne smirked, running her hand up Ned's thigh until she barely grazed his length. "Like this? Or should I go slower and make him beg?"

"Slower's fine," Dana said, grinning as she leaned down and flicked her tongue over his tip. "But let's see if this 'champion' can hold out when I stop playing nice."

Ned let out a low groan, his hands clenching the cushions beneath him as he fought to stay in control. "I... am not... losing this," he muttered through gritted teeth, but his hips betrayed him, shifting upward as Dana worked her magic.

Meanwhile, Gal and Tia were playing it safer with Ted, though their touch was no less enticing. Gal's fingers teased up his thigh, circling just out of reach. "Relax, Ted--we're just getting started," she whispered, her breath warm against his skin.

Tia trailed her fingers over his chest, her lips hovering near his ear. "Don't worry," she said softly, "we'll take care of you."

Ted was visibly struggling, his breathing shallow as he squirmed against their gentle teasing. "I'm fine," he gasped, though his body said otherwise.

Dana and Anne, on the other hand, were going full throttle. Anne cupped Ned's balls, giving a gentle squeeze, while Dana stroked him firmly. "Not so tough now, are you?" Dana teased, watching his thighs tense as he held on for dear life.

Back with Ted, Gal decided it was time to step things up. She leaned down, wrapping her lips around his dick while Tia pressed her soft lips to his in a slow, deliberate kiss. The combination sent Ted over the edge. His head fell back, a strangled groan escaping as his body jerked with release.

Gal pulled away, licking her lips with a smirk. "Guess we have a winner." Tia gave Ted another lingering kiss, his breath still heavy as he leaned into her, savoring the moment. Against the rules he took off the sleep mask and just gazed at Tia. The two of them kissed again.

With Ted spent, Ned removed his mask, his eyes flicking between Dana and Anne. "Your turn," Anne teased, guiding his hands to her breasts. Dana didn't waste time, sliding down and taking him into her mouth.

Ned let out a shuddering moan, his fingers gripping Anne's chest as Dana worked him with expert precision. "Oh god... I can't..." he groaned, his body trembling as he finally gave in, releasing into Dana's eager mouth.

As Dana pulled back, she wiped her lips with a wicked grin. "Guess the real winners are us," she said, exchanging a knowing glance with Anne.

The boys were let up from their spots on the couch and allowed to slip back into their swim trunks. With grins on their faces and towels slung over their shoulders, they headed to the kitchen to grab something to eat. Tina, meanwhile, approached Dana quietly and asked for a bit of privacy in her room. Slipping away with her newly gifted toy, she disappeared behind the door.

Ten minutes later, Tina emerged, her face glowing with satisfaction. She gave Dana a knowing smile of gratitude, and Dana smirked back, pleased that her gift had hit the mark.

As the boys lingered, Ned let it slip that he had two fresh condoms in his bag. Anna, never one to waste an opportunity, immediately took him up on the offer. She led him by the hand to the small bedroom, leaving Dana and Tina behind on the couch.

Curiosity got the better of Dana and Tina. They grabbed glasses from the kitchen and pressed them to the shared wall, straining to catch every muffled sound. The rhythmic creak of the bed and Anna's soft gasps filtered through. Dana, unable to help herself, began rubbing at her own body, letting the sounds from the other side fuel her growing arousal.

But just as things began heating up, Dana glanced over and caught Tia staring at her with a puzzled expression. Flustered, Dana quickly stopped, muttering something about being tired and shifting back into the couch cushions.

Later that night, after the boys left, the six girls settled comfortably in the small apartment for a sleepover. Dana and Tia shared the bedroom, while Anna and Gal claimed the blow-up mattress, and the remaining two girls sprawled out on the couch.

As the apartment quieted, Tia lay awake, hearing and even feeling the faint vibrations from Dana's toy through the bed. She didn't say anything, choosing to roll over and feign sleep instead.

By morning, all the girls except Tia had gotten off that night, each basking in their own little moments of pleasure. But Tia's thoughts were elsewhere. She couldn't stop replaying the kiss--Ted's kiss.

It wasn't just a kiss. It was real.

Even with Gal sucking him off, Ted's eyes had been on her. His hand had rested so gently on her thigh, almost hesitant, as if her comfort was the only thing that mattered. And even after he came, his attention didn't waver--he didn't turn to Anna or look around the room. No, his focus stayed on her, with that quiet, weary, considerate smile.

Tia may not have been the sharpest when it came to books or tests, but she noticed things--small things, meaningful things. And in Ted's gaze, she saw something she hadn't experienced before. He wasn't putting on a show or playing some game. His eyes told her everything.

He wanted to know what would make her happy, and she could tell he'd do anything to make it happen.

As she drifted off to sleep, her heart fluttered. For the first time, she wondered if Ted might be the one boy who wasn't just passing through her life, but someone who truly saw her.