The usual disclaimers apply, the story contains incest and sexual scenes so if you are likely to be offended by this please don't read any further. The characters are over 18, the persons and events described are entirely fictional. The author reserves all rights to the story and its reproduction with the exception of Literotica. All feedback is appreciated and if you like the story, please rate it in the comments section.
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Alison was pretty sore after having her anal cherry popped by Bobby, so she decided to rest while Bobby went off to explore the resort. He wandered around checking out the stores; and one caught his eye. They sold a variety of costumes. Obviously when the guests here weren't naked, they were into some role-play as well. As he looked through them, he was struck by an idea to spice the party up...
Alison opened her eyes and discovered it was mid-afternoon.
"Goodness, I've been asleep for 2 hours."
The room was quiet and the bed was empty, so she guessed Bobby was out. So she got up, ordered herself some coffee, and ran a shower. As she was cleaning herself off and tenderly washing her bottom, she heard the door to the room open and close.
"Bobby, is that you?"
"Yeah, I've got some news for you!'
She frowned, wondering what it could be. She finished washing and stepped out into the bedroom, drying herself.
"Well what is it?"
"Bobby turned to face her, admiring her naked body fresh from the shower; and as usual his mind went blank.
"Bobby?"
"Err... what?"
In exasperation, she wrapped the towel round herself.
"You had something you wanted to tell me?"
"Oh, yeah! I was looking 'round the resort; and I had an idea for the party. I figured why not make it fancy dress?"
"Fancy dress?"
"Yeah, you know, get everyone to dress up. I found some costume shop in the concourse. I guess people here are into wearing clothes sometimes. Anyway, I found you the perfect outfit!"
"Outfit? Bobby, what are you talking about?"
"You know, a costume for the party. It's an Egyptian one."
"An Egyptian Costume??? What are you expecting me to wear now?"
After recalling Bobby's taste in clothes for her, she was dreading what he had planned.
"This one!" he said, opening a bag and pulling out a package. "You'll look amazing in this, Nee-feerrrr- titty." he read off the label and passed it to her.
"It's pronounced Nefertiti; and it's hardly much of an outfit at all."
On the front of the box there was a photograph of a girl modelling the costume, which consisted of a wig, a metal wire bra fashioned to look like snakes twisted round her breasts, and a long white strip of fabric at the front.
"Try it on. You'll look amazing in it."
"Bobby, I'm not some sort of doll you can just dress up and play games with. I'm not sure this whole party is such a good idea."
"Doll? I'm not playing games with you, I think you're beautiful. I thought we were going to have a party; and it would be more fun, that's all. Forget it. If you don't want to, then that's fine."
She could see he was clearly upset; and looked at the picture on the box once more.
"This doesn't look like the sort of outfit you're supposed to wear in public."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, it's very... revealing."
"Revealing? We're walking around practically naked in case you hadn't noticed."
"I don't need reminding, thank you."
"Well, I've paid for it now. You might at least try it on, even if it's just for me."
She unpacked it; and tried on the skirt and wig, which fit without much problem. When she came to examine the bra though, it was pretty obvious that it was too small.
"Bobby, don't you have any idea of women's measurements? Does it look like I will fit in this?"
"Errr, I don't know. I guess I just figured the girl in the picture seemed to be wearing it ok."
She held the box up to show him. "Do my breasts look the same size as hers?"
"No, yours are way bigger! Oh! I get you. Well, um, maybe try it on and see."
Alison did it up and tried her best to fit her boobs into it. They were bulging out between the metal snakes and threatening to explode out of the top.
"Wow that looks hot! I think I got it right the first time."
"What do you mean?"
"You look like Nefer-titty!"
She threw the box lid at him.
"Honestly I think you did this on purpose! You seem to delight in making me wear outfits that are too small!"
He had to admit she did have a point. He loved looking at her naked boobs best; but seeing them bulging out of a bra that was far too small was a pretty close second. As he watched her struggling to fit her boobs into the costume, his cock grew to full hardness again. She finished struggling and noticed his arousal.
"You look like you could go as the god Min."
"Who's Min?"
"He's an Egyptian god of fertility. The hieroglyphs of him look very similar to you, at least from the side."
"Huh?" He glanced down at his erection and then smiled. "Oh I get it. How come you know about that?"
"I studied History at university, remember?"
"Oh yeah! Ok, well, I guess I could go for being a god for the night! What do I need as an outfit?"
"Well, that would be rather difficult. As I recall, he, or they, had the head of a woman."
"What? Wow those Egyptians were pretty kinky. I bet that... hey, I just had an idea."
"Oh dear Bobby. Why do I get the feeling I'm going to regret mentioning this?"
As the time for the party rolled 'round, Alison found herself getting more excited about the whole thing.
She ordered up some food and plenty of drink, which was laid out on the balcony; and checked herself out in the mirror. The outfit actually looked really sexy on her. The fact that the bra was far too small simply served to make her boobs look obscenely large, as they spilled out between the metal wire snakes. She was startled out of her thoughts by the doorbell and went to open it. Cynthia and Pamela were the first guests, dressed in
leopard-skin loin cloths and black wigs. With heavy eye-liner, they stood side by side with their hands together in mock worship.
"Good evening. We are your slave girls." Cynthia announced solemnly before dissolving into giggles.
"Come on in you two," smiled Alison, as they made their way in.
Both girls were topless; and Alison had to admire Pamela's boobs as she walked in. They were nowhere near as big as her own; but perfectly shaped with pale pink nipples and barely a hint of sag. Pamela, in her turn, lost no time in checking out Alison, clearly admiring her oversized boobs in her undersized bra.
"You look amazing!" she commented.
"Thanks, it's a struggle staying in this."
"Let me know if you need any help!" smiled Pam. "Say, where's Bobby?"
"Oh, he'll be making an appearance soon."
"They made their way out to the balcony; and Alison poured them all champagne."
"Well, here's to this evening! May the best cock win!" giggled Cynthia, raising her glass. "Speaking of which, where are the boys? We may have to start without them."
There was a knock at the door; and Alison answered it, revealing Ellie and Nathan. Ellie was wearing a small Egyptian crown; and her long black hair hung down over her breasts in an Egyptian style. She had a white piece of fabric similar to Alison's, but being darker skinned, it contrasted more. Nathan was dressed as a Pharaoh, with a crown and gold eye-liner. He had a gold belt with a white loin cloth, that hung down covering his cock and balls. Alison had to admit he did look magnificent, and caught herself eyeing the heavy cock that swayed about under the thin white loin cloth.
As Nathan strode out onto the balcony, he was clearly getting into character; and Cynthia and Pam lost no time in running over to greet him.
"Greetings, mighty King, may your slave girls attend to your mighty royal penis?"
They began cracking up as Nathan smiled at them.
"You'll get plenty of time to attend to that, don't you worry."
"So are you looking forward to having your slave girl suck your great big cock?" Pamela smiled up at him, rubbing her big boobs against his arm, and running her fingers over his chest.
"Oh yeah, I could go for some of that."
"Normally, when I'm fluffing the guys at the studio, most of them have trouble not cumming. Apparently my tongue is really good. Must come from all that pussy licking!" she smiled at Cyn.
"Well I've yet to meet the girl who can make me cum if I don't want to," smiled Nathan.
As he said it, though, his white loin cloth was beginning to tent out noticeably as he started to get hard.
"Oh look Pam! The mighty royal penis arises!" giggled Cyn.
Both girls watched as the front of his costume rose further and further, until it stuck out obscenely at a 90° angle.
"Oh wow, he's definitely awake now!" giggled Pam, pulling the loin cloth to one side to reveal Nathan's huge hard on and heavy hanging balls.
