Lizzie was totally enjoying herself in Steve's party. She ended up here because her husband Danny was out of town for a business seminar, which totally left her free to amuse herself any way she wanted this weekend. Lizzie and her husband had just moved into their new house a couple of weeks ago and hadn't really met anyone yet; so when Steve showed up at her doorstep, and introduced himself as one of her neighbors, she immediately accepted his invitation for a casual get together party at his home to meet the other neighbors.
For her party outfit she chose a chiffon flower patterned blouse that left her shoulders bare and revealed the upper swell of her enormous breasts. She wanted to live a bit dangerously tonight so she chose not to wear a bra, which meant the blouse's material clung to her voluptuous mounds and was so thin her pink nipples can be seen peeking thru the flower pattern. She giggled at the thought of the first impression her display was going to make on her new neighbors.
But she didn't stop there. Her skirt was a short flirty number that ended mid-thigh and floated tantalizingly whenever she moved. It drew the eye to the fact that she had nice toned legs and to the fact that if she ever bent over, her ass would definitely be displayed because she was wearing g-string panties. Three-inch open toed high-heeled sandals gave some added inches to her diminutive 5'2". She let her wavy red hair down to frame her pretty face with its sapphire blue eyes. Right now those eyes were sparkling due to all the attention she was receiving from every male guest in the party ever since she arrived. She was totally delighted to find out that most of her neighbors were successful bachelors who had decided to invest in their own houses.
But three men in particular proved to be enterprising as they managed to corner her in a little hideaway under the stairs. They formed a semi-circle to back her against the wall and block her view of the rest of the room. So here she was giggling and surrounded by three men who were plying her with outrageous compliments from her hair to her little toes peeking from her open sandals. There was dark haired Tony who looked like he was of Italian descent, and who was proving to be quite a charmer. Then there was Ray who could easily have passed for a model but was inexplicably shy and diffident. Lastly there was Dave, an aggressive man who had been hitting on her ever since she arrived.
For the past hour it seemed like the four of them were in their own little world. Their flirting had shifted to outright sexual banter, making the situation ripe for a more physical level of interaction. Lizzie tossed her hair and gazed at her three admirers, adrenaline pouring through her bloodstream. Their hot gazes were making her tingle in anticipation.
Tony, the good-looking Italian guy leaned in and whispered in her ear, "Do you know that I just love little toes painted red? Makes me wanna suck them one by one and lick them all over." His whispers made the air brush against her earlobe, sending shivers down her spine. Seeing her reaction, Tony immediately moved in even closer, making sure his hard on pressed against her hip; then brought one of her hands up to his lips before using his tongue to trace the shape of her middle finger. Lizzie stared as his lips slowly drew in her finger into the cavern of his mouth and began to suck fiercely. Her breath caught in her throat then escaped in short little pants as Tony alternated between sharp little bites and sucking. The erotic sight turned on Lizzie. It didn't take much to imagine the handsome man bent over her feet while she writhed in pleasure. She instinctively massaged herself even harder on his rigid shaft.
Ray, a shy young man who was also her neighbor, moved to her other side and began to tentatively nibble on her neck. To encourage him, she threw her head back to allow his lips more room.
Dave, the third man in their little party, complimented her. "You look really hot Lizzie. I've been watching you ever since you arrived in the party. I especially like this thin stuff." Then he ran the tips of his fingers on the neckline of her blouse, which allowed him to graze his knuckles over her soft flesh. Under the pretense of examining the cloth more closely, Dave bent nearer towards Lizzie, which made his drink spill on the front of her blouse, making the chiffon cling to her curves. The three men couldn't take their eyes off her chest as the blouse became transparent to reveal her swelling breasts and hardening pink nipples.
"That's fucking beautiful baby," murmured Dave. His fingers grazed against the tips repeatedly as he aggressively pushed his erection onto her belly and began to rub himself on her. Both Tony and Dave's actions encouraged Ray so he also began to grind himself on Lizzie's other hip. Lizzie threw her arms over their shoulders and enjoyed the feeling of three hard cocks rubbing all over her body. When Tony and Dave grabbed a handful of breast each and started pinching a distended nipple, Lizzie gave a small gasp and came in little tremors. It was a good thing that they were in this little tight space that hid them from the other guests' view. Otherwise, they might have caused a little scene.
"Hey guys, don't hog Lizzie all to yourselves!" cried a jovial voice. When they all turned, it was to see their host Steve. He clamped on to Lizzie's arm and said, "It's time for some great dancing with the sexiest woman in the room." With that, he pulled her away from the tiny hidden space and brought her to the cleared living room floor where other couples were entwined and dancing to some slow music.
Steve's idea of great dancing was to pull her closely to his frame until her breasts were flattened against his chest and her legs were rubbing against his. Her wet blouse was plastered on her skin, making it seem almost nonexistent, which made it easy for her to feel the ripple of muscle under his shirt. Since Steve was an ex-football player, Lizzie also felt dwarfed by his size but at the same time it made her feel more feminine. She snuggled up to him with little kittenish movements that soon caused another solid shape to harden against her. She giggled inwardly.
"I'm really glad you came to the party Lizzie," murmured Steve. "It gives us a chance to get to know each other better." Lizzie had to arch her neck in order to look up at him. "Me too Steve."
He lowered his head and captured her mouth in a searing kiss, using his tongue to duel with hers. Lizzie willingly gave in to his unspoken demand and opened her mouth wider to allow his tongue greater access. While they kissed he slowly inserted his knee between her legs, which forced her skirt to slide upward. Since she hadn't worn stockings, the chafing of his jeans against her bare inner thighs excited Lizzie. Then Steve pulled her higher on his leg until she was almost on tiptoes. In this position, her pussy was pressed intimately against his jean-clad leg, separated only by the barrier of her tiny panties. She felt herself getting wet, heightened by the fact she felt helpless in this position. Lizzie had to cling to Steve's shoulders for support, or she would have fallen off. Then Steve grabbed her hips and began to rub her back and forth on his leg, making her moan in delight.
"Do you like this Lizzie?" She groaned her assent. "Would you like to do something even more exciting?" Lizzie was trying to increase the pressure on her itchy hole and was barely listening to him. Steve held her hips still and repeated the question. It took her a moment to focus on what he was asking her, because all she could think of is how to reach another orgasm. When she finally understood his question she jerked her head in a nod which made Steve chuckle delightedly.
"Okay babe. Let's get you off first." With that, Steve slid her down his leg, making sure her twat scraped deliciously against his thigh. When both her of her feet were on solid ground he spread her legs even wider then grabbed her pussy with his broad hand, right there in the middle of the dance floor and in full view of anyone who cared to look. He behaved as if this was the most natural thing in the world. His strong hand began to squeeze her rhythmically thru her panties. Lizzie could barely stand the sensations rushing through her body. The heel of his palm pushed against her clit while the rest of his hand compressed her hypersensitive snatch. Her pussy quivered and quaked in distress. She gave a little scream when she came, which she tried to muffle against his chest before collapsing against him. She wanted to keep her head buried in his chest. She was mortified! She had just come in a roomful of people! She caught the eye of her trio of admirers and noticed they had bulges in their pants. They had undeniably enjoyed her little exhibition. Their reaction made her feel better and she managed a small smile.
Steve spotted it and said, "Feel better honey? It's time to play a game. You'll love it!" While he was talking, he signaled somebody with his hand. This seemed to be what everybody was waiting for because all the men formed the chairs in a circle facing in while the other female guests stood in its center.
