Chapter 6
The next serious party in the neighborhood that we got invited to was three weeks later at Jon and Amber Brower's home. They also fit in the category I called 'Money To Burn,' so it was no surprise to find when we arrived that the party was catered and that sexily dressed waitresses displaying a lot of cleavage and leg were circulating with drinks and hors d'oeuvres. As KC and I circulated, we met many new people. We also observed that this group might be a little wilder than at some of the other parties, since despite the early hour several women in the Jacuzzi and pool areas were already topless and the guys they were with seemed intent on capturing the other parts of their bathing suits before too long.
We mixed and mingled, snacked, and then ate from a huge buffet. Marcie showed up in a see-through top that I really liked. She gave me a deep kiss, and then KC captured her and repeated the same kiss back to her. Marcie looked surprised, but pleased at the sapphic interaction. I heard the two of them whispering. Marcie nodded enthusiastically and then left.
"What was that about?"
"It was the first time I saw her since you were over at her house. I told her that I'd tasted her on your cock, and that I wanted to sample her wares straight from the source and not second-hand. She agreed. I suggested that the next time you go over, that I come too. I emphasized that Doug only gets to watch us; he doesn't get a turn with me or anything like that. She understands, especially since she knows the problem I've kind of dropped in your lap." On that note, KC ran her hand over the bulge in my pants and gave me a lecherous grin.
I nodded in understanding and slapped her hand away.
We'd had a good several weeks. We'd watched her sex video several times, and even talked about doing our own, although I ducked who else might star in it from a male perspective. We seemed to love each other more than ever before. I was getting to a point where I thought suicide would be preferable to leaving her.
Darlene breezed by. I hadn't seen her for a week. She may as well of been topless in her swimming attire. I learned the suit was called a Wicked Weasel. It was basically two colorful straps of material running from a small tuft of material covering her vagina opening and clit, up across her breasts where they barely covered the nipples and not quite the areolas, and then down across her back and ass to the gusset.
Darlene planted a kiss on me that started me on a hard-on. "Do you like my suit?" She turned around.
I nodded, "What suit? Oh, this?" I toyed with the two straps that crossed her breasts, tweaking her nipples through the thin material. "Why do I have a feeling that you want to get fucked royally tonight?"
Darlene gave me a huge smile, "Because I'm wearing this suit?"
"Exactly."
"I hope you're one of my many lovers." She kissed KC with some tongue, and then joined some other people her age near the pool's edge, two of whom were topless. I watched another Wicked Weasel walk by and KC looked interested in the suit and the girl.
I asked her, "Would you wear something like that?"
She countered, "Would you want me to?"
"Maybe."
"If I did wear a suit like that you know what might happen, right?" KC sounded uncertain.
"I could guess. I think that's what Darlene's hoping for anyway." I laughed. "Let's go get another drink."
We circulated around the party. Each pass through the house or the outside patio, things seemed to be getting a little more sexual in some way everywhere we looked. A couple of the waitresses were topless, only wearing small black thongs. Inside, there were a dozen couples dancing in a nearly dark media room. Several of the girls were topless, and at least one girl had pulled her guy's cock out and was stroking it as they swayed to the music.
When we got back outside, the men and women in the Jacuzzi and pool were fully naked. Many were making out, and more than one blowjob was taking place. A few women were having their pussies eaten as they sat on the pool's edge or lay back on a chaise.
I saw Darlene with a tall dark-haired guy a little older. They were nude and she obviously had his cock trapped between their bodies as they made out in the shallow end of the pool. I glanced around and saw her bathing suit tossed up on the side of the pool. I retrieved it, and carried it back to KC.
"Here. Go put this on."
"Matt, you can't be serious? I mean ... this is dangerous. I ... I don't want to lose you if something happens ... and wearing this it might. I'll get turned on eight ways from Sunday. Hell, I'm already turned on just from the atmosphere in this place. Really, this is a dangerous thing to do."
I smiled at her and held the suit out. "Free pass, but I'm planning on staying pretty close to you."
KC reluctantly took the suit. She disappeared into the house and came back two minutes later wearing the hot looking bathing suit. I got a better look at what Darlene had been wearing earlier. The suit was a fluorescent yellow, but the material was almost see-through. The straps covering KC's breasts weren't wide enough to cover her areolas, and her nipples were excited and plainly visible in any case. When I looked at her crotch, I could clearly see her labia and the tuft of pubic hair KC liked to manicure as decoration. The suit kind of snugged into her slit. She had a small piercing on her clitoral hood and everyone could also appreciate the gold loop.
KC came up to me and kissed me in a very sexy way. "Lover, is this what you wanted? Me almost naked for any man here to fondle and play with as they want?"
"Yeah. You look like the hottest woman here."
