A farewell sex party with her special girl friends
Besides being my entry in the Literotica Summer Lovin' Contest, this is a prequel to "Welcome to the Family", the first story I wrote on Literotica. I hope you enjoy this one and, if you do, give it high scores and read the others I have written. I have had similar parties with girl friends, but none that involved so many participants and none that went on so long. There will probably be one more story involving Stacy. Whatever you may think of these two tales and other work by me, I always appreciate your expressions of opinion by voting and providing feedback.
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Stacy smiled when she got off the city bus a block away from the hotel where she and her friends had rented a room. The hotel was well known for providing large and sturdy custom-made beds and the group of young women had reserved the room with the largest and sturdiest one for the year-ending pajama party. Stacy and her friends, all dormitory mates at the local university, were really looking forward to the great time they expected to have that night. For one thing, it was summer and the semester was over and, for some of the young women, it would be the last get-together until the next college term began.
For the other thing, Stacy had just graduated and would be moving away from the university in a few days. She intended to go first to her home town and later to that of Mike, her fiancΓ©. Both cities were hundreds of miles away, and it was quite possible she would never see the other women from the sex party again. Stacy knew she would miss her special friends, but she also believed the time had arrived to put her same sex experimentation behind her. After that night's fun, of course.
Stacy had been to many pajama parties of different kinds. When she was a little girl, she loved attending them with a bunch of her friends. They were great fun, with her and the other little girls, all dressed in their jammies and lying in their sleeping bags on the floor in somebody's house. They whispered and giggled together until, one by one, they couldn't stay awake any longer and everybody ended up asleep.
Eventually, Stacy and the others outgrew such big parties but sometimes she still had a friend sleep over or stayed overnight at a friend's house, with the two of them sharing secrets in a double bed. If they were really special friends, they shared orgasms too, licking and sucking each other's breasts and eating each other's pussies until they both came. This kind of pajama party was so much fun Stacy never developed much interest in boys. She dated in high school, but a lot less than she could have because she was quite pretty, with a cute freckled face, slender figure, soft, red hair and blue eyes and most of the boys she knew yearned to get into her pants. Because of her disinterest, though, Stacy remained a virgin until after she left home to attend the state university.
Even there, none of the men she met in the first year aroused any lust or serious interest in her. Some of her dorm mates did, though, especially Vicki, her roommate, with the long dark hair and big breasts. Erotic thoughts danced in Stacy's mind whenever she saw Vicki, completely naked under her translucent nightgowns, moving lithely in the close confines of the room they shared, but she never knew quite what to do or say about those thoughts. Her lack of knowledge came to an abrupt end one evening when she returned earlier than expected from the library and wondered why there was a towel wrapped around the doorknob of their room.
She quickly divined its meaning when she entered and saw Vicki, naked and thrashing around on her bed, legs waving in the air. The woman with her, a shapely African-American, was also naked but Stacy didn't recognize her because her face was buried in Vicki's pussy. An abrupt, overwhelming desire assailed her and, after locking the door, Stacy flew to the bedside to fondle and lick the delectable breasts that had been so prominent in her fantasies. They were big and succulent, with nipples that were rosy-pink and erect, even better in real life than they had been in her imagination.
While her mouth was busy, her hands were too, peeling off most of her clothing. The other woman, her face smeared with Vicki's juices, looked up and smiled in greeting. She was Glynda, the sweet and very pretty sophomore who lived a few doors down the hall. Stacy had often found herself drawn to Glynda too, and they had a budding friendship that was suddenly showing promise of being a much closer one.
Minutes later, Vicki climaxed and, when Glynda rolled over onto her back, Stacy transferred her attentions to the sexy African-American. As her tongue caressed the erect, dark brown nipples, Stacy realized this was what she had been missing. After Vicki regained her strength following her climax, the two roommates teamed up on Glynda. She came, almost violently, from their combined effort, churning up Vicki's bed before and during her climax. It was Stacy's turn next, and the two other women, after peeling off her panties, used their mouths to bring her to the first orgasm she had experienced in a long time, and probably the best she had ever had up until then.
After that immensely pleasurable introduction to an unsuspected part of dorm life, Stacy enjoyed many more sessions involving a small group of what she once again thought of as special friends. These great sessions continued through the rest of that year and the next two. Sometimes it was just her and Vicki; a few times it was her and Glynda and sometimes all three of them or even more of the women from their dormitory. Stacy quickly learned such get-togethers were commonly referred to as "pajama parties" because that's what most of the women were wearing when they started, although everybody was usually completely naked by the time the action was well under way.
However, those parties would soon be a thing of the past too, at least for Stacy. The first day in her senior year, she had met Mike in one of her classes and had immediately been attracted to him. The attraction was mutual and they started dating. As was the norm in their society, Mike wanted sex very early in the relationship but Stacy demurred, telling him of her virginity and the wish to save herself for the legendary "Mr. Right." Certain that what they had going was something special, Mike was agreeable, intending to prove he was the person being awaited. He had his good right hand and other outlets and she had her special friends in the dormitory so their abstinence was no great hardship for either.