Finally, the day of the party rolled around. People started showing up around noon. We invited about a hundred people, which is already a lot. But then Delilah added "+1" to the invitations, so we kinda invited 200. I was shocked with how many people actually showed up, but Tina was REALLY shocked!
"I guess I should have realized Delilah would do that," said Tina, noticeably miffed. "After I leave, I bet it's gonna be Rando City up in here!"
Everyone wore their sexiest, most revealing pink swimwear, as the invitations stipulated. So, with my fetish for pink fabric on sweaty, brown skin, I was a kid in a candy shop!
It was pretty much a regular poolside barbecue for the first hour or so. However, during the second hour, the booze and drug consumption started escalating. At that point, inhibitions faded and libidos began to rage. People started getting loose and lascivious, to the point where we had the DJ cut the music so we could do a toast for Tina before kicking things into high gear.
Abruptly, the music stopped and Delilah stepped out in front of the DJ booth with a microphone in one hand and a glass of champagne in the other.
"Ok, everybody shut the fuck up," she drunkenly slurred into the mic. "I'm bouta toast the fuck outta Tina right here. Check it..."
She was such a sexy fucking mess, stumbling around with her sweaty brown tits, ass and her chubby gut popping out of that barely-there pink bikini with her white Kurt Cobain shades. I just wanted to lick her like an ice cream cone. She briefly took off her sunglasses, shook her head back and forth, as if to shake off her buzz just enough to speak into the microphone clearly.
"Tina," she started, facing Tina, trying to fend off tears. "I think I can speak for Dick and so many other people here when I say, you are one of the most awesome and beautiful people I have ever known and what you've brought to my life is invaluable. Unfortunately, you're also one of the smartest people I've ever met as well, which is why you have to leave us now..."
Delilah stopped, put her glass, her sunglasses and the microphone down on the ground. She stood face to face with Tina and reached out for her hands. Looking directly into Tina's eyes with all sincerity, she trembled as she said, "Tina, I love you so much!"
"I love you too!" Said Tina as they embraced and cried together in front of everyone. It was a touching moment. A lot of people, including some of the strippers, found themselves wiping tears from their eyes. A lot of people applauded to show their support. I joined in on the hug. After all, this was my loss just as much as it was Delilah's.
After the moment passed, we all picked up our champagne glasses and continued the toast.
"Sorry guys," said Delilah. "I'll make this quick. Tina, obviously I'm very sad to see you go but I'm excited for you at the same time. We all know you're going on to bigger, better things. One day, you're gonna be president and I'm gonna be bragging to people that I ate the president's ass!"
This joke broke the ice, got everyone laughing and back in the mood for a fun time.
"Hopefully in a few years, we'll all meet up again and have an orgy in the White House!"
This caused a roar of laughter from all the guests. Once the laughter had subsided, Delilah held up her glass. We all held up our glasses. And with that, Delilah said, "Cheers!"
"CHEERS!" said everyone.
We all downed our glasses of champagne and then Delilah picked up the microphone again.
"Ok, well...I guess that means..." she put down her glass, picked up the whole bottle and screamed, "it's PARTY TIME!!!" and the DJ played "Surf Bat" by 45 Grave as Delilah sprayed down Tina's tits with champagne to a crescendo of "Woo-hoo"'s!
"Aw shit," said Tina sarcastically. "Now I gotta take my shirt off!"
Tina removed her top, allowing her big, beautiful, black breasts to bask in the California sun.
"Ok my friends," said Delilah. "With that, it's time to introduce our entertainment for the evening. Please welcome the Shemale Chippendales!!!"
The Shemale Chippendales came out to the song "Oh Yeah" by Yello, wearing sunglasses, pink high-heels, pink chaps and pink bowties with white collars. Instead of shirts, they wore pink bikini tops. They looked hot as fuck, not just because they were baking in the late-summer sun either! Their performance began with a sexy, suspenseful dance. Throughout the dance routine, they removed their clothing, one piece at a time until they were only wearing sunglasses, bow-tied collars and high-heels. My favorite part was the synchronized helicopter-cock. How do 20 people figure out how to get their erect cocks to move in a circular motion at the same exact time??? Mind-boggling...brilliant. A move they could only follow up by turning around, slowly bending over, spreading a cheek and winking at their audience with their butt-holes...AT THE EXACT SAME TIME!!!
I just stood there thinking, "I want to taste all of them! I gotta eat at least 10!"
It was truly impressive and beyond tantalizing. Next up was the crowd-participation part. And the crowd was super eager to participate. Blowjobs and rimjobs started happening right away. They mostly skipped the part where they pick people up and twirl them around and all that shit. This was a different type of crowd! Personally, I couldn't wait to get my tongue on these broads!
And then, shortly thereafter, shit got weird.
About twenty minutes later, I was sitting in a suntan chair, making out with some guy who was sitting in the suntan chair next to me as we jerked each other off in the hot sun. My cock was growing harder and harder at the thought of slurping up all the sweat accumulating between his balls and asshole as I kissed him. For some reason, something told me to open my eyes. And when I did, across the way, I noticed a small crowd of people holding hot dog buns, surrounding Delilah. Guys were walking away, chowing down hot dogs with goofy grins on their faces. As I looked closer, it turned out Delilah had had someone load her pussy and asshole up with as many hot dogs as would fit (I have no idea how many) and she was shooting them out of her body, into the waiting hands of guys, holding hot dog buns.
"Wait, hold up," I said to...whoever I was making out with. I sat up and looked around to take stock of the situation. Was this party about to turn up? Well...