As parties go, it wasn't much of a party. The catering was up to snuff but the only interesting person we'd met was the host's daughter, a pretty blonde girl with curves in all the right places, a filthy laugh and a matching sense of humour. We decided to go walkabout around the huge house. Most of the upstairs doors were shut but we found ourselves outside an open bedroom over the garage block well away from the main body of the party.
The sight of the bed and the mirrored wardrobe alongside gave me ideas. I pulled you in and knocked the door to with my hip. Pausing just long enough to switch on a bedside lamp I kissed you firmly on the mouth, running my hands down your back and squeezing your bottom.
"Is this a good...?"
"Idea? Yes!"
Your tongue fenced with mine as my hands moved up to your breasts. The backs of my knees were against the bed so I fell easily when you pushed me. You slid down your knickers and tights and maneuvering me parallel to the mirror you knelt on the bed leaving your back to the door.
"I'm going to watch myself give you a blow job..."
You opened my trousers and dragged out my half hard cock. Leaning forward you took me in your mouth and soon brought me to full hardness. Feeling I ought to be contributing something I hitched your dress up to your waist and began fondling your pussy. One hand at the base of my erection held it pointing skyward while the other worked my trousers down further and stroked my balls.
As I lay there, being sucked off while I worked two fingers into your increasingly wet pussy the door, which had clearly not caught, slid silently open.
Our host's daughter, whose name we were to find was Erika, tip toed in and, holding her finger to her lips, made the international gesture for hush. She remained leaning against the door frame. The bobbing of your head must have made it plain what you were doing but what she had the best view of was my fingers sliding in and out of and around your well lubricated pussy.
Biting her lip she slid her hand under her short party dress and began rubbing herself between her legs. This clearly wasn't enough as she hitched her dress up to her waist and worked her hand down the front of the lacy wisp that passed for underwear. There was no doubt that she was doing to herself what I was doing to you.
Still silent, she knelt by the bed and pulled her dress over her head which, as she was braless, left her only in her sheer underwear which, I noticed, lacked any dark pubic shadow. Taking care not to touch you she gently took my arm and brought my fingers to her mouth. She extended her pink tongue and licked them.
"Mmmmm, tasty, "she purred.
You freed my cock from your mouth and looked round. She looked you straight in the eye and smiled.
"If you're going to use my room I INSIST on a grandstand view. Why don't you both get undressed and be comfortable?"
She said this with such confidence and authority that it never occurred to either of us to argue. You pulled off all my clothing below the waist and we stood by the bed. You turned your back to me as I unzipped your dress and unclipped your bra. Erika stood behind me and reaching round undid and removed the shirt that was my one remaining garment. With that out of the way she pressed herself against my back and, reaching round again, lightly toyed with my cock as I finished undressing you.
"Well...why not carry on with what you were doing?"
