New Years Eve Ch. 6 – The Finale; Midnight Cums! *ADULT CONTENT*

So after more drinks, dancing, partying, chatting laughing, and a few other fun-filled party games, midnight was quickly approaching.
For the countdown to midnight, there was a plan, which I wasn’t aware of before, but was made aware of as midnight approached. More blow-jobs for the guys, with the aim to get them to cum right at midnight, giving each of us a nice facial to bring the New Year in. Start the New Year how we mean to go on – covered in cum! Again the guys got to pick the girl he wanted, but not their own partner. Instead of taking it in turns to pick, they discussed it amongst themselves for a few seconds and then walked over to us and held their hand out to their partner. I can only describe it as like waiting on the side of the school dance waiting to be asked to dance! Lol. J told me later that Robert had insisted, as the host, that he got me. I think he was using me as his cock-sucking slut for the night.
So Robert got me, J got the beautiful Bev, Dan got the luscious Laura, and Mark obviously got Jen – I can’t think of a superlative beginning with J! lol.
I can’t give a detailed run-down of what everyone else was doing as I was a little busy, but all the girls were really getting into it, seemingly a lot more than they were earlier on, and all the guys seemed to be enjoying their attention. Bev and J were a bit away from me, but I managed to glance at him a few times, and he seemed to be really enjoying what Bev was doing to him. She seemed to be able to work her tongue better than anybody I’ve ever seen, and she sucked his balls into his mouth like an absolute pro.
I was concentrating too much on giving Robert as much pleasure as I possibly could though to be paying too much attention to them. Especially as we had only about 7 or 8 minutes to midnight and the plan was that we’d all get our guy to come on the stroke of midnight... the ‘stroke’ of midnight, there’s a great pun for you! lol
Again, I let him control what was happening for the most part – he liked it that way. At one point he got me to put my hands on the back of my head with my fingers locked together, and he put his hands on top of mine and guided my head back and forth on his cock, nice and deep, slowly, then quickly, then slowly again. As the time progressed he let me have some control back as he was getting close, and I licked, sucked, massaged, fondled, and whatever else I could come up with.
We all did really well, as we kept the guys on the brink of cumming in the last minute, but not quite taking them to the point where their balls would blast us with the hot, creamy cum.
We all furiously sucked as the countdown began... 10 – 9 – 8 – 7 – 6 – 5... at this point we all pulled away and knelt before our guy, eyes closed and mouth closed as we’d been told, as they began pumping their cocks toward our faces. 4 – 3 – 2 – 1... a second early I felt the first spurt hit my cheek. HAPPY NEW YEAR! I could hear the fireworks explode outside as more cum hit my face. Over my cheeks, on my chin, on my nose, on my eye-lids, on my forehead, some even went into my hair. My God he was cumming buckets! He came quite a lot earlier, but this amount of cum was ridiculous as a few more spurts hit me It was about 10+ seconds of cum showers. I heard the guys grunts as they finished off, and they all sounded really close. I opened my eyes just a tiny bit as another bit of cum landed on my chin, which is when I saw that all four guys were stood around me, all of them jacking off their cocks and spraying their cum all over my face, as the other three girls watched, giggling to themselves. “I hate you bastards” I muttered as I reached out and grabbed two cocks with my hands and jacked them off myself, perhaps hoping for a bit more cum, who knows. I even gave all four of them a little suck, sucking a few drops more cum out of them. What can I say, I really am a cum loving slut! lol
I was absolutely covered in cum, like some sort of bukkake party slut. But the other three girls didn’t make me suffer alone. Jen started the trend by licking a huge amount of cum right off my cheek. The other girls took her lead and also licked some cum off my face, and I wiped some more off with my fingers and licked it off them. And soon I was almost decent again!
Because this is so long now, I will kind of leave it there. Maybe I’ll give full details of the rest of the evening some other time. I will just say though, that after midnight you can definitely see where the swingers party and orgy rumours of these parties come from! Lol. I only had sex with J, albeit in front of everybody else. And J, of course, only had sex with me. The others weren’t so exclusive. At one point, Bev had Dan in her pussy, Robert up her arse, and Mark in her mouth as the rest of us looked on at the amazing sight. I didn’t ignore all the guys in the post-midnight fun entirely though, they just didn’t fuck my pussy or ass with their cocks. We went as far as sucking, touching, fingers inserted, playing with toys etc. I have a renewed respect for them all for not trying it on with me though and for respecting our “limits”. Even if another part of me wishes they’d ignored me and just thrown me down and taken me in any and every way they wanted anyway! ;-p
There was a small amount of girl-girl action too. I’m not very experienced in that aspect of things to be honest. How I’ve made it to be a 29 year old slut having only a couple of fleeting experiences with women is beyond me! Lol.
As the night died down, J and I went to bed on the pull out coach, as Bev and Robert went off to their own bedroom, Jen and Dan slept in the guest-room, and Laura and Mark got a taxi back home as they only lived 10 minutes away. Apparently sometimes everybody goes to bed with a different partner, but that didn’t happen with anybody this time.
I was riding J’s cock the next morning in our pull-out bed in the un-private living room which has to be walked through to get from upstairs to the kitchen etc, when the door opened and Robert walked in completely naked and sporting a huge erection. J heard him but couldn’t see him from where he was as the back of the sofa-bed faced the door. I saw him though and I smiled, but I didn’t stop riding J. Robert just walked up to the back of the sofa and grabbed my head and pulled it to his big cock, pulling me right off J in the process. As I sucked on Robert, J just moved from underneath me as I was pretty much straddling his chest now rather than his cock, and moved behind me to fuck me from behind. As I got double ended by these two studs, Robert asked J if he fancied swapping positions. I pulled my head off Robert’s cock for a second, and said “next time, I promise.” Before he thrust back deep into my mouth, saying “I’ll hold you to that, slut.”. J came soon after, leaving me at the mercy of Robert for a few minutes. He came soon after, but he had me lie back and he came all over me stomach and pussy.
And that, my faithful blog readers, is a 6 chapter, 10,000+ word, and yet still a shortened and abbreviated version of how I spent New Years Eve 2011.
Any feedback is much appreciated – do you like reading this kind of unadulterated filth, or do you prefer my low-key blog entries more? Always interested to know what you like, I always have lots of experiences and tales to write about, 90% of my life never makes it to these pages. So it’s nice to know what you like, and I can recall some tales that are what you really want to read about, and write it in a way that is most suitable and enjoyable for those of you who enjoy reading them, be it unfiltered and sex-filled, or low-key and giving you the chance to use your imagination to fill in the blanks.

Until next time boys and girls. xxx

New Years Eve Ch.5 – The Ice-Breaker part 4 *ADULT CONTENT*

Please read the first four chapters of this story before starting on this one, just so things make sense! :-)

After the ice-breaker event of a blind-folded blow-job contest that I spoke about in Chapters 2-4, we moved on to a more regular party and all got relaxed, chilled out, and in good spirits once more. Some more games were interspersed into the mix – some drinking games and mild stripping games etc, mainly tame for an “adult” party really. And I won’t go into detail on these otherwise this blog will end up being 756 chapters long!! lol

So this chapter is actually to wrap up the ice-breaker once and for all, as it was during some of these games and later into the party that I learned more about the events of earlier in the evening.

This 5-10 minute chat came about when the “hazing of the new girl” seemed to carry on a little later in the night, and I finally put my foot down and demanded to be let in on the big secret that everyone other than me seemed to be sharing.

I think my question was asked something like... “tell me what really happened in the blow-job contest. Was it rigged? And how come these three (pointing at the other girls) didn’t have a hair out of place and I finished looking like a right state?”

And the details that I’d been dying to hear all night were finally revealed. So now I’ll fill in the blanks of the blow job contest for you, just as they were filled in for me.

They did tell me that all the guys had spoken to J earlier to find out if I was a good sport and if I’d complain if they all got a little over-zealous and really messed with me. J had given me a glowing recommendation that I could be very obedient and was actually very easy-going and up for a laugh, even if the laugh is at my expense, and that they were allowed to push me as far as they wanted to see how I reacted.

The first thing I discovered was that there's two sets of rules to the game. The actual rules and the rules they say out loud at the start, which they insisted were “joke rules that nobody listened to”. The actual rules don't require the girls to wear blindfolds, and don't require them to use “no hands”. So in short, when we all knelt down and put our blindfolds on, I was the only one who actually put a blindfold on. The others just pretended before discarding theirs. The girls then, being able to see fully, take the cock in their hands and carefully lick all the whipped cream off without making a mess and spend three minutes giving a fairly leisurely blow job at whatever pace they choose, just making sure they keep it nice and hard for the next girl. That definitely explained several things. Firstly how they all got 4 out of 4 right, not difficult when you can see who you're sucking on! It also explained why they never had a hair out of place or any whipped cream all over them like I did. And of course, it also explained why I could only hear gentle licking, slurping and giggling sounds during the whole thing.

I also enquired about the breaks in between “rounds”, as they all seemed to be different lengths of time. I was told there's always a 30 second break between rounds. “What happened today then?” I asked. Apparently, Dan, who was my first, well I deep-throated him with not too long to go and it was too much for him to take that late in the time-limit, so as the time finished, he grabbed my head and fucked me for about 10-15 seconds over his allocated time. That explains why there was only a 15 second or so break between 1 and 2. Between rounds 2 and 3 I got the full 30 second break. But after round 3, apparently Robert got an excellent blow job from Bev, his wife, in round 3 that really worked him up, as well as seeing the three other guys get fully impaled into my mouth and give me a thorough face fucking during rounds 1-3. So he was so hard and wound up he couldn't wait for the 30 seconds to be up so he just grabbed me as soon as he had exited Bev's mouth and walked the two feet or whatever it was to get to me, and just went for it.

I had to ask though - “you had longer than three minutes though, didn't you?” I was pretty sure he did, but I lost all sense of time, so I really wasn't sure, I was thinking it was maybe 4 minutes. Robert just chuckled. Bev interjected, “I made it just under 6 minutes!” I was a little shocked it was that long, and I just looked at Robert, slightly laughing, and said “you really are a fucking bastard!”

He just told me that when he was pushing down my throat and I didn't put my hands out to stop him, and when he actually got all the way in and I still didn't put my hands out to stop him, you don't get a blow job like that every day so he knew he just couldn't stop. It had been many years since anybody had taken him that deep, he's only human, he couldn't stop even if he wanted to at that point. Complimenting my blow-job skills – a good way to escape my wrath! lol

Another side-note – I’m not saying I give the best BJ in the world, or even out of this group by the way. Reports I got and from what I saw later were that Bev is very, very good. She just doesn’t deep-throat. The other two weren't too bad either!

Apparently Round 4 wasn't a contest, as nobody else did anything other than stare in awe at Robert fucking my blindfolded face with unbridled lust. Robert says he's seen maybe 20 girls get a similar blindfolded blow-job initiation over the years, and I was not only the only one that actually took everything they dished out without complaining and without asking anybody to stop, but I was also officially the only one who actually kept my hands out of use for the whole time of my own volition. Most others, including the three other girls here, all used their hands their first time, some from early in the first round, others as soon as somebody tried to push it in all the way. I got embarrassed when Laura said everyone wanted to give me a round of applause at the end of it as it was one of the most mesmerizing things they’d ever seen at these parties, but it would have given the game away! Lol. J had actually predicted that he thought I could do the whole thing without using my hands. They all told him at the time, “Bullshit! They all use their hands!” ;-p

I only had one more question to ask – did they mess with the result, as I was still confident I actually got them all right. They just said that J definitely wasn't number 2. I should have gathered something was wrong with the wording of that answer. It was actually only a full week later that I found out an extra tidbit of information. I had been jokingly giving J a hard time based on him being number 3 and not stopping when I choked on the whipped cream. He finally gave in and said he wasn't number 3. I knew I had got them all right... Actually I hadn't, as I didn't suck J at all during that contest, apparently Mark was both number 2 and number 3 for me. They had tricked me after all to ensure I couldn't get all of them right!!

To be continued... coming up next in the final part of this blog series: Midnight Cums!

New Years Eve Ch.4 – The Ice-Breaker part 3 *ADULT CONTENT*

Please read the first three chapters of this story before starting on this one, just so things make sense! :-)

So at the end of Chapter 3, we’d just finished the “ice-breaker” blow job contest, so now we should really get onto the results, shouldn’t we? lol

The Guessing:-
We all wrote down who we thought was who. I wrote down:-
1) Dan
2) J
3) Mark
4) Robert

I knew they’d “hazed” me by this point, as I sure got worked over much more than the other three girls, and I wasn’t necessarily totally happy about it, but I’m a big girl and I’d agreed to what happened, and I knew J would have stepped in if things had gone too far, and lets be honest, I could have stopped it myself, couldn’t I?! Anyway, the competitive part of me came out and I knew I’d given four fantastic blow jobs that they’d never forget, and I was confident to be honest. The way I’d gone through the guys was pretty much smallest to largest, by coincidence or plan I didn’t know, but I knew I had J right at number 2, I knew Dan was smaller than J so I had that right too, and number 4 was quite vocal during my face fucking giving several animalistic groans and a few “oh fuck’s”, plus an “arggghh” when he came, and I recognised his voice as Robert. That left Mark as number 3. Even if the others got them all right, I’d be equal with them, and therefore not the loser! That was good enough for me.

The Result’s were announced as:-
1) Dan
2) Mark
3) J
4) Robert

Oh no, I only got 2 right, and I got J wrong of all people!! And guess what, the other three got 4 out of 4! I appealed, I said I’m sure I didn’t get J wrong, and I think I’ve been set-up! I was kind of smiling though, I wasn’t going to actually kick up a fuss, but I wanted it on the record that I knew everything wasn't above board. Imagine me saying all of that with a slightly croaky voice though, as I had the onset of a sore throat! lol. They assured me that I didn’t get J right – J also assured me of that when I asked him to confirm that – so I did actually lose. They enquired as to whether I was going to refuse my loser forfeit then – finishing them all off. I said I wasn’t, but I was going to do it on my terms – ie: no face fucking as my throat was as sore as fuck after all that! They agreed.

I brought J off first, getting his cock back out he sprung back into action quickly, and I got him off by jacking him off and then a couple of deep thrusts into my mouth while I played with his balls. He came in my mouth and I swallowed. I then said to him in a slightly annoyed tone and not even a hint of a smile, “by the way, thanks for not stopping when I was choking on whipped cream!” I still didn’t actually believe he was number 3, I was trying to coax him into a confession that I’d been screwed over and actually did get all 4 right. I just didn’t think that it was necessary to fix the result – even if I hadn’t lost I probably would have finished them all off if they just asked nicely!

Dan was next, I got him to sit down and sit back in the chair, I sucked on him briefly while I massaged his balls, before I started with a furious hand job, causing him to shoot into the air and it landed on his stomach and thighs as I’d aimed him away from me!! I was getting my own back in a subtle way, I wasn’t going to let them all cum in or on me after what they’d done! I’m more talking about cheating me at the result rather than what they actually did to me during the contest!

Next up was Mark, and it was while I was licking and jacking him off that I actually realised that maybe he could have been number 2 after all. I even deep throated him a few times and recreated a few things I’d done to him during the contest, just to check, and I became very unsure. It was the first doubts that I had about them fixing the result. He really was similar to J and it could have been my mistake. Because of this unsure-ness I kind of lost track of the fact I was trying to punish them by not letting them cum in or on me and missed the sign that Mark was about to cum, and he came in my mouth. I was about to spit it out, but I haven’t deliberately spat out cum in over 8 years, so I just couldn’t bring myself to do it, so I swallowed it, albeit reluctantly.

And I was done. But then Robert said, “what about me?”. I retorted, “I think I’ve already finished you off, don’t you think?”. He then explained (with a cheeky yet wicked smile) that sometimes guys accidentally cum during the game, and that it couldn’t count, as it was purely by chance that he’d cum with me. If he’d cum with one of the others then it couldn’t count as my forfeit, so it shouldn’t count just because it happened to be with me. “Of course, it was pure coincidence it was with me, wasn’t it? That sure was a long three minutes though!” I said with a sarcastic edge, but still with a smile. I didn’t know how long round 4 of the game had lasted, but it sure felt like it was quite a bit longer than 3 minutes to me.

I gave in – his logic beat me, I do like some good logic – and he pulled his monster cock out and he was rock hard yet again (or still – I don’t know). I don’t know how a man of his age does it. Well, I didn’t know. I do now – Viagra! Lol. I wasn’t even sure he’d be able to cum again; it was barely 10 minutes since he blew his last load down my throat.

Digressing really quickly, I’m not a size queen at all, just so you know! I love cocks of all sizes! Lol. Robert’s actually turned out to be around just shy of 10 inches and fairly thick, which can be quite scary and quite painful, although I’m sure it’s fine to play with occasionally. J’s is more around the 7.5 inch mark, but still with some very good girth. It’s actually much better that way as it’s practically a perfect fit wherever he decides to put it, and is very pleasurable without any scariness or pain. Ideal to play with regularly and continually! :-)

Back on topic, I found out he was able to cum again, but it took a lot of hard work on my part. It took over ten minutes of pure determination from me, and me using every trick in my book. About half way through, his wife Bev said something like “this could take a while, shall we leave them to it?” and ushered everyone else out of the sitting room we were in and into the main sitting room. It’s as if a blow-job was so run of the mill at this party that we were boring them! Lol. She kissed him passionately before she left, while I was looking up at them with 6 or 7 inches of his cock in my mouth. It was actually quite erotic to be honest! Lol. We weren’t completely alone at this point though, the door between the two rooms was open and we could hear chatter from the other room. So I didn’t feel unsafe and trapped or anything like that.

I’d been trying everything to get him off – from my best hand job efforts, to a two handed cock and balls massage while I sucked hard on the head and worked my tongue, I’d even taken his whole length into my mouth a few times of my own accord. I ran my teeth gently over him. I tried to keep my eyes looking up and locked onto his the whole time as often that turns guys on a bit more and helps them finish quicker. Some guys even find the blackened mascara-run eyes that I had at this point a turn on. I actually wish I could have gone in the other room and chatted with the others, because this really was going to take forever! But I’m certainly not a quitter, he was going to cum even if it took me all night. When we were more or less alone, after the others had gone into the next room, I asked him what I could do to speed this along. He unzipped my dress part way and told me to take it off so he could see my body. I slipped it off, and continued sucking on him. He then reached behind me and unhooked my bra; I reached up to it to stop it falling off me and keep it covering me, although I didn’t stop sucking him whilst I did it, and after a bit of cajoling I finally let him push it off me so he could see my naked breasts. He fondled them and then began to pinch my nipples quite hard, as I continued giving him both a hand job at the base of his cock whilst sucking on the rest. He began trying to push in deeper and my hand let go of his cock and he had one hand pinching my nipple roughly as his other hand was on my head, gently encouraging me to take deeper strokes. He told me we could really speed this up if he just fucked my pussy. I declined and increased my pace, taking him all the way once again and twisting my head, and trying to say “aaahhh”, as it makes my throat muscles vibrate a little around his cock. He released my breast and put his second hand on my head and began to really control my head on his cock. Long, deep strokes with a slowly increasing speed, we were getting back into face fucking territory now, the only difference being that I was now looking up at him as sexily and lustfully as I could. I just wanted him to cum. I was getting tired after what was nearly 10 minutes of this, which followed 20 odd minutes of blow jobs before this. But it wasn’t only due to tiredness, it was to do with ego – I’ve always lived with the knowledge that I could get any guy to cum in under 5 minutes if I really tried. I’d really tried and he’d blown my theory right out of the water! His pace quickened again, as did his breath as he was nearly ready to explode for a second time in the last 20 minutes or so. He pulled out as he came this time, the first spurt hit my chin and went into my mouth slightly, but the rest sprayed all over my tits. A couple of long slow thrusts into my mouth again to make sure he was done, and then he rubbed the cum on my chest into my breasts to make them glisten in the low lighting of the room. It was then I realised that we had an audience as the rest had gathered by the door to watch the finale. I stood up and grabbed my dress and bra, and Robert gave me a little hug and whispered in my ear not to wash his cum off my breasts. As I walked away from him and toward the group at the door, they gave me a little jokey round of applause, and I gave them a little jokey bow, and then I left the room and headed for the stairs, wearing just my thong, stockings and suspender belt, and shoes, and holding my dress and bra in front of me. The girls followed me up, and we had a girly chat as I cleaned my face and re-did my make-up, tried to salvage my hair, and put on the skirt and top that I’d brought to wear home the next day as my dress had seen better days.

After everybody got cleaned up and we all started to relax and just enjoy a 'normal' evening again. A few more glasses of wine, more chat, I spoke to the girls about whether I was being “hazed”. They told me the guys always messed with newbies, but assured me they weren't in on any of it. They all giggled a bit too much for me to totally believe them. They were all very supportive though, they told me they'd all been through similar things, and they told me I'd done really well and the guys seemed really impressed at how I’d taken it all so far, so they thought I'd earned my stripes with the guys so they'd ‘probably’ stop messing with me now. “Probably?” I retorted with a smirk, I wasn’t sure I believed them.

To be continued...

New Years Eve Ch.3 – The Ice-Breaker part 2 *ADULT CONTENT*

Please read the first two chapters of this story before starting on this one, just so things make sense! :-)

In NYE Ch.2, I left the situation hanging just when the “ice breaker” that was a blow-job contest was about to begin. Like I said, I’m telling this from my point of view as it happened – the blindfolded slut kneeling on the floor ready for four 3-minute rounds of cock-sucking debauchery! ;-)

Round 1:-

The tap on the shoulder indicated it was time to start, so I open my mouth, stick out my tongue and lean forward slightly – I don’t know where the cock in front of me is so I’m relying on him to guide it toward the vicinity of my mouth. He does, but we mis-time it slightly and it hits my cheek, leaving some whipped cream in it’s wake, before I finally find it with my tongue and give it a big lick on the head, tracing my tongue all the way up it’s length, trying to catch as much whipped cream as I could. He wasn’t fully hard yet, but I knew he wouldn’t take long to get there. I was already pretty certain this wasn’t J. I wasn’t succeeding very well with this licking technique, as without hands to keep it in one place, his cock was moving away from me and not being able to see it was making it difficult to chase it around with my tongue, causing me to get more of the whipped cream on my face – around my nose and upper lip in particular – than I was in my mouth. I wondered to myself what the other girls were doing and what techniques they had developed for this game. But I decided to change tact anyway and was trying to get the head in my mouth, knowing that if I could do that, I could keep it there the whole time making it easier to explore the cock, try and figure out who it belonged to, and of course, most importantly, give it a decent blow job. I struggled to get hold of it, I think that was on purpose on his part as he teased me with it a little bit, rubbing it around my face a bit, collecting the whipped cream off my face in the process. After a few unsuccessful attempts to get hold of it with my mouth, I pulled back from him a bit and quietly asked him “could you put the head in my mouth, please?” I held my mouth open as I knelt there, and waited. I felt his cock go between my lips and I clamped my lips around it so it couldn’t escape again. I loosened them again a couple of seconds later so I could mumble a “thanks”. I’ve always been brought up right, to always say ‘please’ and ‘thank-you’! lol. I opened my mouth wider as I moved forward to take more of his cock in, obviously trying to open my mouth as wide as I could to catch any cream that was left on his cock in my mouth rather than having it go all over my face again. I must have already looked like a bit of a state, but I was comforted by the fact that I was sure the other girls would be in the same boat. It took about three or four strokes of his cock – me moving further down his cock with my mouth open, before clamping my lips and tongue around it and pulling back away until just the head was in my mouth, sucking all the whipped cream from it – before I’d enveloped the whole thing. By this time he was pretty much fully hard, and it was clear that he wasn’t as long or as thick as J, so I knew I was definitely down to 3 options of who this was. For the 45 seconds or so that were left of our time I continued the same action of taking him all the way in, holding him there for a few seconds before tilting my head to the side (something that in my experience usually feels pretty good for the guy and gets a noise out of him, so I thought I could discover who it was if they made a sound) and pulling him all the way out until just the tip was in my mouth. He remained practically silent though, and I was struggling to work out who it was. For the last 10 seconds or so as I went to pull away, he caught me a little by surprise and grabbed the back of my head by the hair and forced me back down and held me there before giving me several short thrusts. I brought my hands from behind my back as I was caught off guard and thrown off balance and was about to put them on his legs to both steady myself and push him away. But I caught myself just before I did and put my hands behind my back again, I was desperate to be good and not use my hands as the rules stated. The short face fucking then stopped as the time limit for the first round expired, and I had a few seconds to recover and catch my breath.

Round 2:-

After a very short 10-15 second break, another whipped cream squirting could be heard, and another tap on the shoulder came, as guy number two let me know it was time to start again. In that short time I’d been contemplating my game plan, and despite the original licking technique being unsuccessful first time around, it did let me get a sense for length and thickness before I took it into my mouth. It’s always nice to know what you’re getting before somebody forces it into your mouth. But I decided against that plan anyway. So as my shoulder was tapped, I opened my mouth and waited for contestant number 2 to guide himself toward me. And it started off the same as the half way point of the first guy, with him putting his cock at my lips and I took the head and sucked it clean of it’s whipped cream, before I opened wide, tongue touching the underside of the cock enabling me to leave a big enough gap between the top of his cock and my upper lip to get all the whipped cream in my mouth without causing too much of a mess, with the same plan as last time, to take a few inches at a time, sucking the cream off it in stages. He was already very hard, and I got about 2 inches or so down and closed my mouth around it and stopped to pull it back out to just the tip allowing me to swallow the cream. I may have stopped, but his hips continued forward, I pulled my head back to counter that, but again a hand went to the back of the head and pushed my head forwards. The whipped cream started to build up around my nose, so instinctively I opened my mouth to stop that, which just made it easier for him to force my head all the way down until his cock slipped into my throat and my nose was buried in his trimmed pubes, which was now where all the whipped cream seemed to have been pushed to, as I gagged slightly. Still I managed to keep my hands clasped together behind my back. My first thought at this point was to be worried, as he could just face fuck me for 3 minutes, then the next two guys could do the same, and I wasn’t sure I could take that, especially not knowing what size the next two guys would be. He wasn’t so rough though as he controlled my head for a while with slow and long thrusts. My next thought was wondering why I couldn’t hear similar sounds coming from the other girls, it seemed to be a bit more giggly with licky or slurpy sounds. It did cross my mind that maybe the guys were just hazing the new girl slightly though and giving me a slightly rougher ride. And my next thought was me thinking about how this cock seemed really familiar – I was certain this was J, the length, the girth, the feel of his pubes as they tickled my nose. As he held my head fully impaled on his cock I reached out my tongue and just flicked it over his balls. J loves this, and this guy clearly loved it too. Yes, this was definitely J. For the remaining time he let go of my head and I gave him the best blow-job I could. I wanted him to know I knew it was him, and to give him the best blow job out of all four just to prove to him how much his fiancee loved his cock more than any other. I sucked the head while working my tongue furiously, I took him deep and licked at his balls before shaking my head with him lodged in my throat to send some wild sensations down his cock, and I even face fucked myself on his cock briefly, as I worked that last inch in and out of my mouth as fast as I could, which is something I rarely do, but like I said, I wanted to show him how much more I loved his cock compared to the others. The time was soon up and I knelt and composed myself again. I still kept my hands behind my back, which meant I didn’t wipe my face clean of the cream, pre-cum and saliva that it was covered in. I didn’t think we were allowed as that would be “using hands”, but I must have looked a right mess already, and we were only half way through.

Round 3:-

A good 30 second break this time, before the sound of squirting whipped cream and the tap on the shoulder indicated it was go-time once again. My mouth opened, his cock went in, but he didn’t give me time to suck on the head and prepare myself. As my lips closed around the head, he grabbed a handful of hair and thrust forward quickly. The problem was, all the whipped cream that was on the top of his cock went straight up my nose, causing me to choke a little. So I started to cough just as he got balls deep, and I was gagging and coughing around his cock, desperate for some air. I didn’t want to disappoint though, and I thought I could stifle it and finish the job in hand, but more cream went up my nose and I had to stop. I managed to turn my head during his thrusts and he fell out of my mouth, enabling me to pull away and start coughing. I immediately apologised, “sorry, that’s not you, whipped cream just went up my nose!” I tried to laugh it off, but was coughing my guts up. Suddenly somebody grabbed my hand and placed a glass of water in it. I took a few sips and felt better and told everybody I was ready to go again. I’m competitive, and this was a competition after all, I wasn’t going to quit. Somebody took the glass back off me, and we resumed. He started off very gently after that, and I noticed that his cock was very similar to Number 2’s (J’s), and it crossed my mind that maybe this was actually J. But then I thought, “no, it can’t be, this one’s slightly different, maybe a bit bigger, besides, he knows I wouldn’t gag heavily on his cock, so if I was gagging as badly as I was, he would have stopped.” To give me a bit of a break from cock sucking after my coughing fit, he encouraged me to lick and suck on his balls for a short while, and after that I got a bit horny and eager and was sure we were running low on time, so I took his cock back into my mouth and engulfed him with a fairly fast paced blow job. He took the hint, and he went back to where he started, grabbing my head and finishing with a 20 second or so “face-fuck”, before he pulled away as the time was up.

Round 4:-

I went back to my kneeling position with my hands behind my back, taking deep breaths as I was pretty short of breath at this point. I was caught completely by surprise though when literally five seconds later a hand was placed on my shoulder, another on the back of my head, and a cock invaded my mouth. I was confused at the short break and the lack of whipped cream, but my mind didn’t have time to process any of that, as this cock was BIG, long and thick and extremely hard, and he wasn’t being particularly gentle. He’d got it into my throat in one thrust as he had two big handfuls of hair, and he was thicker than the other three and was already as deep as any of them had been, but was still pushing. My hands weren’t behind my back any more and every inch of me wanted to put my hands out and stop him from pushing, but I was fighting it as I was desperate to stick to the game rules, so I must have looked like a right idiot with my arms flailing around by the side of me putting them up toward his thighs before pulling them away a few times. As he pushed deeper, if I hadn’t got a blindfold on everyone would have seen my eyes open wide like saucers, about to pop out of my head, but he did get it all in, and he held it firm for several seconds that started to feel like several minutes as I gagged two or three times. It was at this point that I did put my hands up onto his thighs for a split second, but I quickly corrected myself and put them back behind me, gripping my left wrist with my right hand tightly. He let me all the way off his cock after that and I let out a strange high pitched gasping intake of breath. He then carried on face fucking me, sometimes he’d only go in about three quarters of the way and thrust quickly several times before he’d force it all the way in for a few seconds and hold my head down on it. Sometimes he’d hold my nose as he forced his cock further down my throat, causing me to not be able to breathe at all and gag and splutter heavily. Once I’d obviously learnt to accommodate his size a bit better and he wasn’t having to force the last inch or so in so much, the face fucking became deeper and for a short while he fucked my face hard, nearly pulling all the way out before going all the way in, his balls slapping off my chin. My gag reflex isn’t too bad, but wherever it is he found it, as I gagged more than I think I ever have, despite this not necessarily being the biggest cock I’d ever had in my mouth. Maybe it was the combination of the sensory deprivation of the blindfold mixed with the previous choking on whipped cream. At one point he stopped and I thought it was over as I was gasping heavily for air, but he just squirted some whipped cream directly into my open mouth and then shoved his cock back in, practically poking the cream down my throat using his cock! It was literally the longest “three minutes” of my life and didn’t stop until he came, which he did while he was fully inside my mouth and he spurted his cum straight down my throat, before he pulled out and the last blast hit me on the face as I literally fell backwards onto my ass, breathing very heavily and coughing, with cum, cream, saliva, and whatever else coming out of my mouth and dribbling down my chin. I sat there for a minute as Robert’s voice told us all not to remove our blindfolds until the guys had covered themselves up. They did and I removed my blindfold and stood up. I saw myself in the mirror and I said out-loud to myself, “fuck, I look a right state!” I really did, my face was a mess of everything, I even had whipped cream on my forehead and in my hair, and my new non-run mascara had indeed run as my eyes had watered up so much (I won;t be buying that brand again!), and my hair was a mess from the handfuls of hair the guys had grabbed. I wiped myself with a towel as I looked at the other girls to see barely a hair out of place! I also noticed I had a couple of small cuts on my left wrist where I’d dug my nails in whilst gripping it so hard before.

What happened next? Stay tuned next time to find out, as this is... to be continued...

New Years Eve Ch.2 – The Ice-Breaker part 1 *ADULT CONTENT*

So I left you last time with us at an adult-themed party on New Years Eve. It started as a regular party, but the first sexually orientated game began after a short while, after we’d all had a couple of glasses of wine and were a bit more relaxed, a game that was officially called the “ice-breaker”, as it was there to loosen everybody up.

I think I expected the ice-breaker to be a bit more low-key... well a bit more of a silly party game rather than something quite so intensive with full blown sexual contact. The ice-breaker was pretty much a blow job contest. Now we’d decided upon, and stated, our limits as to what we would partake in at this party, it was a lengthy discussion of to-ing and fro-ing, but we decided that we would do anything up to the point of full sex. By that I mean we wouldn’t have sex with anybody at the party, but blow-jobs, hand-jobs, touching, even kissing etc would be acceptable.

So for me, a blow job contest within the first hour of what could be a several hour party didn’t leave me much room to build up my level of activity as the night wore on, the most I was going to do at this party was going to be done right now. But I couldn’t be too disappointed, the game sounded like a whole lot of fun, and I was extremely excited by the thought of it. I love competitive sports, especially ones that I’m good at! ;-p

Now when I say blow-job contest, they weren’t rating us on our blow-job skills, lets be honest, that would be a harsh game with some people ending up with hurt feelings! The rules were that the four girls were to be blindfolded and would have three minutes to suck each cock presented to her, just using her mouth, no hands allowed, and then when it was finished we’d all try and guess who was who. The loser – the girl who got the least correct answers/guesses – would then have to finish all the horny guys off, as after 12 minutes of having four blindfolded girls sucking on them, they’d be just about ready to explode!

The odds were against me as my fellow three contestants had obviously played this game before, or at least been intimate with the guys, so only J would be a stranger to them, and I hadn’t played it before – I knew J’s cock well of course, and I was at old acquaintance status with Dan’s (a story for another time!) but couldn’t say I’d recognise it blindfolded, while Mark & Robert’s were mysteries to me. But I was confident I could do quite well, if I could get two for sure, it’d be 50/50 on the other two, not bad odds. And let’s be honest, I’m as competitive as anybody!!

We all got into position, kneeling in a row, all a couple of feet from each other, and we put our blindfolds on. I immediately clasped my hands behind my back, which is what I’ve been taught to do when I’m given a no hands rule. We were all still fully dressed. I heard some belt unbuckling sounds, and a bit of activity as the guys must have been pumping a bit of life into their little friends. The unmistakeable sound of whipped cream being squirted out of their cans followed – which is something they were using to add a bit of fun to the game and in a more practical sense, to disguise different tastes etc as well. And after that I felt some movement in front of me, and I was touched on the shoulder, which was the signal each guy would give that the 3 minute round was ready to commence.

Now, there’s two ways I could tell this story, I could tell it solely from my point of view as it happened, as being blindfolded that’s the only point of view I had at the time, or I could tell it from the wider perspective, taking into account everything I learned afterwards etc and give you a third party, fly-on-the-wall telling of events. I thought it would be more fun to just tell it from my point of view as it happened, and then I will fill in the blanks afterwards, that way all of you can kind of live it through with me... so...

To be continued...