Afterparty

I had been invited to a party at a friend of a friend’s house. The homeowner was a petite blonde with naturally large boobs. I had fancied her for a while, but she was out of my league. She hung out with all the beautiful people. Myself, well I’m a ginger bombshell, well bombsite more like. I had a fuller figure, some people might even call it fat, but as I was tall, it didn’t look that bad. Anyway, back to the party. I was wearing a cat suit, a nice flowy material to hide the bits I was ashamed of. I had my hair up in a deliberately messy bun. My mum had said I looked nice, but I felt uncomfortable. The house was huge. So many doorways leading off to who know where. The DJ in the corner of the main room was playing some bangers and there were lots of people dancing. The kitchen as always, was a hub of activity. There were people laughing, drinking, playing games and generally the kind of atmosphere you expected at a house party. I had lost my friends shortly after arriving and was on the search for them. The place was so crowded, it was feasible that as I entered one room, they were leaving it and I would never know.

During my search, I bumped into Laura (the fit blonde one). Shouting a greeting over the noise, she hugged me and welcomed me into her home. I stuttered a reply, feeling a bit overwhelmed. My heart fluttered in my chest as I felt her warm breath on my shoulder. As suddenly as she had appeared, she was gone again, and I was left reeling. I leant against the wall to regain my composure when I spotted my friend on the other side of the room. She noticed me and came over to check on me. She asked if I was ok and I explained that I had been looking for her. She took me by the hand and lead me back to the kitchen to get another drink. She did not know my feelings toward Laura as I had never admitted it. She also did not know that I preferred women over men.

Over the course of the evening I rambled through the party chatting with people I knew. I saw my friends hook up one by one and leave. By the end of the night I knew only Laura and she was busy entertaining her guests. I walked into the kitchen and searched through the cupboards looking for binbags. I thought I might as well start clearing up as I did not want to go home yet. Slowly all the guest left until there was only a few of us picking up the rubbish. Laura came around and thanked us all for the help and the last few stragglers went home leaving me and her together. I asked if it was ok to wait there while I ordered and waited for my taxi. She said that she would like to talk to me as we hadn’t really had chance through the night. She got out a few glasses and poured us both a large brandy. I sipped it slowly, feeling the liquid warm my body. Laura knocked hers back and poured another, then paused waiting for me to finish before pouring me another. We sat for ages talking about college, cars and relationships. I was quiet when talking about the latter and let her do the talking. After a few minutes she noticed I was being coy and stopped. She just stared at me, expecting some information from my side, I just sat there blushing. I looked up at her and finally explained that I had not had many partners as most people did not know I was bi-sexual.

She seemed taken a back by this, and I hung my head. She placed her fingers below my chin and gently lifted until our eyes locked. She told me never to be ashamed of who I was. She then surprised me by giving me a soft kiss on the lips. I was unsure on how to react. I desperately wanted to react. I wanted to embrace her and kiss her hard but was unsure of the reception I would get. She must have noticed my hesitation, as she pulled me closer and covered my mouth with hers. Her tongue slipped between my lips and I could no longer hold back. My kisses were hot and full of passion and they were returned with fervour. My hands moved down her body to caress her back and bum and we were soon tugging on each-others clothes, trying hard to get naked as quickly as possible. I hooked my arms under her legs and lifted her onto the table. She laid back pulling me with her and our hands were everywhere. From an outsider’s view we probably looked unco-ordinated but it was working for us. I had finally managed to uncover her small pert breasts and I worshipped the shape of them, my hands following the curves as I caressed them firmly. We were both breathless as we fondled and felt each other. Suddenly she sat up, jumped down from the table and took me by the hand. She led me naked through the house, to doors that I had not seen during the party. We were at what I thought was a cellar door, and she reached for the key and let us in. The steps were well lit, and we made our way down them. At the bottom was a cave like structure with so many different playthings attached to the walls and floors. There were racks, crosses, a circular bed, and a chain wall. My pussy clenched in excitement just thinking of the possibilities. She first led me to the chain wall and I willingly allowed myself to be shackled. She went to the corner of the room and I heard trolley wheels making their way towards me. My eyes lit up at the array of toys on the trolley. She picked up a set of nipple clamps and attached them to my breasts. She then flicked a button on, and they started to vibrate. A gasp escaped my lips as the sensation rocked me to my core. She returned her gaze to the trolley and picked up something else. She hid it from my view until she was ready to use it and she placed the gag in my mouth and tightened it behind my head.

I could feel myself getting wetter as she pinched the clamps tighter. I had never been in a room like this before and I can honestly say I was hooked already. She them picked up a riding crop and started to gentle smack my buttocks with it. I yelped each time, but the noise was muffled by the gag. The smacks got harder and harder until I was literally gagging for more. She put the crop down and picked up a clit clamp. I almost came when she showed me it. She gently placed it under my hood and tightened it. I felt faint but aroused at the same time and I groaned through the gag. She allowed me a few seconds to recover before turning the clamp on. My orgasm hit me like a train, and I could feel the wetness seep down my legs. She ran a finger through it and then licked it clean. A minute or 2 later and my orgasm had subsided. She released me from the shackles and led me to the rack. I hopped on it and laid down, eager to please and eager to be pleased. As she put the cuffs on me, she bent to lick my nipples around the clamps. She moved to the foot of the rack and placed the cuffs round my ankles and pulled them tight. I spread eagled on the rack and I suddenly felt very exposed. She removed the clamp from my clit and kissed it to get the feeling back in it. I struggled at the restraints want her to do more to me. She climbed up on the rack but facing my feet, and then she swung her leg over me so that her pussy was inches from my mouth. I could smell her arousal, and see her lips glistening with moisture. I wanted to lick her so much, but she was out of my reach. Her head went between my legs and she started to lick my pussy. She sucked on the lips tasting every drop of cum that she could. My next orgasm started building and I fidgeted more and more. She leant back and removed the gag from my mouth then sat down on my face. This allowed me full access and I made the most of what I could do. I lifted my head enough to taste her and I was rampant for her now. I think she could sense how much I wanted her as she started to grind her pussy against my mouth. I lapped at her juices, my face covered in them and then I stuck my tongue in her ass. She yelped and lunged forward, moving swiftly away from me. I was not certain if I had spoilt the moment, but she then spun round and kissed me hard. The scent of our mixed juice sent my senses into a spiral. I has heading from the aroma and the situation that I found myself in.

She released my bonds again and I was able to freely pull her into me. I kissed her deeply and I did not want to let her go. She placed her hands on my shoulders and pulled away from me again, then turned once again to the trolley. I was curious as to what was next in store and when she turned to face me, she was holding a dual strap on. She placed the rubber cock inside her then did up the straps. She told me to suck on the other cock, which I was more than happy to do. I opened my mouth and engulfed most of the shaft, then as I rocked my head up and down, I knew that the other end was doing the same thing inside her. There was a rough section on her side where the clit would be, and I pressed my thumb on that part and rubbed vigorously. I could hear tiny whimpers begin to escape her and I pressed on. I was rocking my whole body just to give her the best sensation.

The whimpers turned into moans and she told me to flip over and get on my knees. I did this rapidly and she placed herself behind me. She spat on her fingers and rubbed them up my slit, before plunging the dildo deep inside me. The size of the phallus filled me completely and I stopped rocking for a few seconds just to get used to the feel of it. She grabbed my hips and leant back so the cock was just inside me, then thrust all the way back in. I gasped loudly as it hit my g-spot then I pushed back and ground my hips onto her. She pulled all the way out this time and slammed back into me so hard that I nearly slipped. She pulled me back into place by my hips and proceeded to pound my pussy with the fake cock. My orgasm washed over me again in time with hers and we grunted our understanding. She withdrew from my pussy and then proceeded to slip straight into my ass. My legs nearly buckled and again she had to hold me up. She pumped in and out of my arse before another orgasm took me. This time I collapsed onto the rack, sweat dripping from my brow, and I looked back at her with exhausted approval. It seemed that she was not yet finished as she soon introduced another dildo into the mix. This time it was an 18” double ender. We got onto the floor and she slid the huge cock inside me again. She then shuffled up to me and entwined my legs with hers, before placing the dildo at the mouth of her pussy. I shoved my hips at her and watched as the thing disappeared inside of her. We focused our attention on getting the movements synchronised before we bought each other to another orgasm.

By the end of our session neither of us could walk far, but she led me to the other corner and the circular bed. We both got on and snuggled up. I stroked her hair and kissed her goodnight before we both fell asleep.