It was New Years Eve and my friend, Kyle, and I were headed to a party. I didn't know the people who invited us and didn't feel like going out, but as he pointed out to me, "You could just sit in your apartment by yourself and be a fuckin' loser ..."
Not that it mattered, the party was being thrown by two women Kyle met in a class -- sisters -- who invited him. The owners were in New York City for the ball drop, as they were every year, and didn't mind if we rang in the New Year at their place, which was a huge house on the outside of town.
When we got there, I met Katy, a blonde with a firm, athletic look, and Abby, a slimmer, petite brunette, the sisters hosting the party. We chatted for a bit and then Kyle informed me we were probably spending the night. "Listen, I'm not driving tonight and lots of people are staying. Just relax."
I was a little pissed, but as soon as the alcohol started flowing and I figured out that there about 8 bedrooms in the house (and picked one out for myself), I settled down and enjoyed the party.
The clock struck midnight and we celebrated. I got a big hug and a quick kiss on the cheek from Katy, but Abby's kiss was full and long. Then, I turned around to look for Kyle and they were gone. I looked everywhere for my hostesses, but never found them.
I flirted with a few of the other women at the party, but either got cock blocked or shut down.
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Around 3 a.m., the party waned and I started toward my room, I started to walk into what I thought was my dimly lit room and stopped in my tracks as I saw a woman on the bed masturbating.
Backing outside where it was dark, I watched for a few moments, but still couldn't make out who it was. She was fit, completely shaven and eagerly, silently, pawing at her slit. She had firm C cups with nipples that were sticking straight out.
As eagerly as she was fingering herself, I was surprised that she wasn't screaming out loud. In fact, she was fairly quiet, only murmuring a soft whimper or moan every so often. Even her orgasm, which I noticed because she straightened her right leg as it trembled, wouldn't have awoken anyone in the nearby bedrooms.
I thought she might be done after she came, but after a few seconds, she was at it again and I recognized her as Katy, the blonde well-built sister. This time, she grabbed a pocket rocket and held on her clit while she slid two fingers inside her wet hole.
I continued watching from outside the room for a few minutes, then decided to take a chance. I pushed the door open a few inches and slowly stepped inside. It was just dark enough that Katy didn't notice me enter.
She continued rubbing her clit furiously as I closed the bedroom door and silently got undressed. I couldn't break my stare -- even as I stroked my stiffening cock -- as she alternated between circling her clit and diving her fingers inside her glistening pussy.
Then, I took my biggest chance. I slowly walked to the edge of the bed -- still unnoticed by Katy, who now had flipped over on her stomach and had two fingers inside herself. Without thinking, I grabbed her by both ankles and pulled her to the edge of the bed.
Immediately, she flipped over and, before she could do or say anything, I buried my face in her shaven snatch and began devouring her.
If Katy objected, she didn't say so. If she didn't who know I was, it didn't bother her. If she wanted me to stop, she certainly said the opposite. "Ooooh, my god ... it's you," she whispered. "I thought I would be alone tonight, but ... yes ... Fuck. Eat my pussy!"
