“Glad you could finally make it, bud.”
“I was…”
“Busy? I figured,” Liz winks at him. She waits at the bottom of the staircase for him, wearing nothing but a pink lacy bra and panties. This sight is completely new to Regan. “Nice boxers.”
He looks down and remembers that that is all he is wearing. He had put them on before he left the bedroom, but not before a short period of coming down post-blow job high.
“They were all I could find, did you take my bag?”
“I hid them. You won’t need the rest tonight anyway.”
“I guess so…”
“You’re glowing.”
“No I’m not.”
“Yes you are. I recognize that glow, too. I’ve seen it on guys I’ve done. Don’t tell me you lost it already!”
“Not quite.”
“Oh-ho, you dog, you! I’ll try not to bump into you tonight, just so I won’t cramp your style, deal?”
“Oh, alright, I guess—“
“—See you around, playa!”
“There are plenty of drinks in the fridge; sodas and waters and energy drinks. I bought a whole crate of ‘LooseJuice’: it’s great for the sex drive—if that’s what you need. As you’ve probably noticed, there are bowls full of condoms dispersed around the house… you don’t have to use them, we’re all clean, but you can never be too careful, you know? If you need anything else just find me or Eliza and we’ll be happy to help.”
“Thanks, Craig.”
“Have fun out there!”
“I’ll try…”
Regan watches as Craig leaves the kitchen, the host wearing nothing but boxers as well. He was well-built, to Regan’s suspicion, with a fine sheen of hair across his chest. Regan always envied men with body hair. All he had was some underarm patches and a dark trail leading from his bellybutton down to his crotch. Speaking of which, Regan looked down at himself, wondering if he should even take off his boxers yet.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, a fully naked teenage boy runs through the room, passing by Regan and pulling down his boxers before running off laughing. He hears him shout from the other room, “Here we go!” Cheers follow, and Regan notices the house is suddenly filled with smooth jazz music. He laughs at the cheesiness.
Regan makes his way out of the kitchen and into the main den. Already, couples are engaging in sexual acts. Ben/Stacey and Jack/Anna have seemed to swap partners. He sees the naked boy from before making out with another, somewhat older guy, probably one of the 21 year-olds. As he scans the room, there is no sign of Liz anywhere. His eyes come across a table at the end of the room, however, and he makes his way over there.
It appears that Eliza and Craig have set up several “Sex Stations” across the house, complete with bowls filled with condoms and an assortment of lubricants and sex toys, including vibrators, anal beads, strap-ons, and penis pumps. The last one catches his eye, and he picks one up.
“You don’t need that, honey,” Eliza says.
Regan didn’t notice her at first, but now sees the female host siting in a lounge chair not far from him. She looks at him with both curiosity and lust as she is clearly masturbating herself.
“I’m not that impressive when I’m not hard,” Regan admits sheepishly.
“That doesn’t seem to be the case right now,” she replies, looking down at his waist. He follows her sights down to his cock, which is now fully erect, curving slightly upward. He jumps a little, almost knocking a bottle of lube over with his protruding member. Eliza laughs as she continues to rub herself.
Regan tries to laugh it off as well. “What about you?” He asks, nodding to her own genitals.
“Oh, I’m just enjoying the show… for now.” She turns her head back to the crowd. Regan looks back into the room and sees it all unfold. Ben is already well into Anna, both figuratively and literally, as he pumps her from behind, doggystyle, on a massive couch. Stacey and Jack are busy on the floor, well involved in one another in sixty-nine position.
“Wow…” Regan says softly.
“Isn’t it marvelous?” Eliza coos, stretching out her back and running a hand across her body.
“It’s something alright.”
“Then get out there, hon. Go get ‘wet’, as the kids say.”
Regan hears Eliza moan loudly in climax as he makes his way into the next room. It’s a smaller lounge. His eyes scan around, but still no sign of Liz. To his right, near the entrance, he sees Lidia again, this time she’s going down on someone else. They meet eyes and she takes the man’s dick out of her mouth and nod to him.
“Sorry,” she says through a smile, “I’m good at it.”
“No worries,” Regan says, more relaxed then he was before. “He seems to be enjoying it.”
“You’re next,” says the teen sitting back in the chair, receiving Lidia’s talents.
“Oh, she already got me,” Regan replies.
“I meant me,” he says, winking. Regan turns away, blushing. His attention is immediately drawn to the young couple sitting together on a sofa. It’s not the fact that they’re masturbating each other that surprises Regan, it’s the fact that they both appear to be only fourteen. Still, Regan can’t help but approach them.
“Hi,” he says to them. “Mind if I sit here?”
“Sure,” half moans/half says the girl. The two move over to make room for him.
“Got any yet?” The boy asks.
“Just a blow job,” Regan says.
“Nice! I hope to get one of those soon myself.”
“Well I’m just gonna watch for now.” Regan begins to masturbate himself slowly, taking it all in and gazing around the room. Couples everywhere are fucking, some man-on-man, some girl-on-girl, one threeway… That’s when he notices two girls making out on a sofa across the room. He can see the one laying on the bottom clearly, but the one on top appears to be Liz. He’s not sure, and he tries to focus, but suddenly, the young girl from next to him is now in front of him. Regan looks to his left to see the boy standing on the sofa near him, his throbbing member getting closer and closer to Regan’s face.
“Um…excuse me—“ All at once, Regan’s questions are answered. The boy’s dick is met by the girl’s mouth, and all of a sudden, Regan feels a hot, moist sensation forming around his own cock. This is no mouth this time, he realizes, as he turns forward to see the girl straddling him, his dick pushing up inside her pussy.
So much for being a virgin.
On instinct, Regan places his hands on the girl’s waist, and guides her all the way down. To his surprise, he does not feel any sort of blockage he had read about online about virgin girls. She was certainly no virgin, as she began grinding onto him. At the same time, she worked at sucking her original partner’s dick, both her head and body bouncing up and down. Her breasts brushed against Regan’s face, and it was all he could do to stop one of his hands from reaching out to them. But then again, this was an orgy. There are no limits! Hell, she was already fucking him!
He moved a hand up to her breast and casually began massaging it, working his hands in circles around the soft skin. Not being able to hold back his lust any longer, he moved his mouth in and began sucking on her erect nipple. He then felt a hand touch his head, and felt a pang of guilt, as he figured it was the boy telling him he was going too far. But instead, it was the girl’s, and she was running her free hand through his thick hair with delight. Her other hand worked steadily at pumping her boyfriend’s own member. She wasn’t sucking it anymore, as humping Regan had become her top priority now.
Regan began focusing on the new pleasures of having a tight, warm vagina wrapped around his penis. It was far better than the blow job, that was for sure, and it was the newest greatest feeling he had ever felt.
Without any notice, the girl removed herself from Regan’s cock and leaned forward against the couch, raising her ass in the air. Regan rose to his feet and stood behind her, but then quickly remembered that he wasn’t alone.
“Do you want this end now?” Regan asked the boy.
“Nah, that’s OK. I’ll take it next time.”
Regan needed no other word, and took the girl from behind. Placing his hands on her hips, he slowly pushed into her. She moans loudly as he does so, but the boy stifles her by placing his own genitals in her open mouth. While she goes to work on him, Regan reels in his new control. This time he was the one giving it to her. All fears and insecurities were now out the door as he began to pick up a thrusting pace. He looks up to see the boy smiling at him, and this time, Regan does not blush or feel any nervousness whatsoever.
“I’m Regan, by the way,” Regan says, outstretching his hand.
“I’m Paul. This lovely lady down here is Emma.”
“Hmmrr,” mumbles Emma, mouth full of Paul’s cock.
Regan returns to his current job—pleasuring Emma. He’s now thrusting deeply and quickly, and Emma is nearly screaming, periodically coming up for air from Paul’s loins to blast out fits of pleasured moans.
“I’m cumming!” She finally cries. Regan almost drools as he feels the already tight, young pussy get tighter and tighter, gripping onto his dick and pouring out warm, sticky juices. He starts to slow down, hoping to let her catch herself, but she turns to him, eyes burning with lust. “Don’t stop!”
Regan smiles and obliges, ramming into her again and again. Straight out of left field comes an even newer sensation. Regan feels a tongue lace around his balls below him, and looks down to see Lidia, lapping up the residual pussy juice spread across Regan’s sack like warm milk. She smiles up at him, greedily.
“Remember me?”
“How could I forget? Lidia, this is Paul and Emma. Guys, this is Lidia.”
The young couple nods to their newest addition to the hot spectacle of lovemaking, with Emma screaming even more now that Lidia teases her clit while Regan fucks her. She appears to be climaxing again.
Regan looks up to see Paul looking over Regan’s shoulder, with a perplexed look about him. Regan turns to see what he’s looking at and is amazed to find nearly the entire party watching him. Some are still engaged in sex while others simply masturbate, but all of which are looking directly at the incredible sight before them. Regan can’t help but feel extremely proud. He started this day as a meek virgin, and look at him now! He bets Liz would be proud…Liz…
It’s almost instantaneous when he sees her gaze. She stands across the room, fully nude. She is not touching herself, just simply watching. Regan looks upon her perfect naked form, with incredible perky c-cup tits and the most bodacious ass he has ever seen. To top it all off, she appears to have some cum draped across her chest. This sets Regan completely over the edge, and before he knows it, load after load is pumping into Emma, with Lidia thankfully licking any goo that escapes.
Regan looks down at Emma, his hands now shaking. He slowly pulls himself out, a long rope of white jizz following after it. Upon seeing this, the entire room starts clapping, even cheering. He turns to see that Liz has left the room.
“I’m so sorry,” he turns back to Emma. “I should’ve pulled out.”
“It’s OK, I’m on the pill,” she replies.
“I got most of it down here, thank you,” Lidia replies cheerily.
Emma spreads herself out on the couch. “He just might give you a run for your money,” she teases Paul, and then gestures for him to take over. They begin to make out as he splays over her in missionary position.
“Let me guess,” Lidia says to Regan, “first time down there two, huh?”
“It’s a night of firsts for me, I guess.”
Lidia kisses him hard on the lips, and then breaks away. “Night’s not over yet, champ.”
They part ways and Regan heads back to the kitchen to replenish his fluids. As he enters, he runs into Stacey and Craig. Stacey sits on the countertop island, legs spread wide, as Craig eats her out. Appropriate place, Regan supposes. Craig doesn’t look up, but Stacey watches Regan as he retrieves a water bottle from the fridge. He takes a big swig and leans back against the opposite counter, just watching. Stacey looks him in the eye as she moans loudly, her body sweaty and blushing.
Though this is new to Regan, he continues to just watch. He enjoys finally seeing it happen in real life before him instead on some computer screen. He’s pities his brother even more so now.
He winks at Stacey and leaves the room, taking the stairs back to the second floor. He figures that if he goes for a third shot that he can’t be careless again and not wear a condom. The bowl in the kitchen was empty, so he figured his bedroom would be the best place.
When he enters, however, he finds Liz sitting on the bed, wrapped in a towel.
“Hey,” he says.
“Hey.”
“Taking a break?”
“Yeah… just came up here to wash up a little.”
“I see.”
“Kudos to you, bud. I saw you down there, mister hot-stuff.”
“I didn’t know I had it in me. It was incredible.”
“All those years of browsing PornStash.com finally paid off, huh?”
“I guess so.”
Regan sits down next to her, she doesn’t move, or even look up at him.
“Have you gotten to do everything you wanted?” She asks.
Regan is quiet, pondering his next move. “No,” he says. “Not really.”
“The night is still young,” she replies.
“I know,” and with that, Regan turns her face gently to his, and they kiss. At first she does not return it, but then he feels her hand come up and caress the back of his head as she finally kisses him back. They make out intensely for quite some time, until they finally break apart, nearly gasping for air. Without saying a word, she stands up before him. Their stare never breaks as she moves in front of him.
She drops her towel.
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