New Year's Eve and what's that night without a party? Jerry and Cindy had invited a crowd over but in the long run, it turned out only to be nine people. Rich and Stephanie, Dave and Lydia, Marie and Bob, the lone single guy, Artie were all there and having a nice evening. There were conversations about almost everything, even politics which was squashed within seconds by everyone since Dave and Marie were on opposite sides of almost everything and no one wanted to see the night end in a civil war.
As the night wore on games were played, first Pictionary, then Charades. Sprinkled throughout were sexual references and innuendos and everyone was having quite a few laughs. An example was that several porn movie titles had been put in with the other slips of paper for charades. Pictionary involved human organs on several occasions, just good clean 'dirty' fun. Even the normally prudish Lydia was chiming in now and then and laughing. It was a very relaxed group.
After the games the conversation continued and someone brought up oral sex techniques. Everyone began to compare how they like to do it and have it done. The only one not really participating was Marie who felt the conversation was a little rough for her, but she was being a good sport and just smiling and nodding. It WAS getting a bit graphic and at one point Cindy said as far as she was concerned, no one could give head better than she could. Dave immediately came to Lydia's defense and made it very clear that she was the best there ever was. Dave then looked over at Steph and the two of them sort of rolled their eyes while Rich got a little bit of an elbow from Steph. He took the hint, "Hell, no one on EARTH can out do Steph and no one on EARTH can go downtown like me. I know just how to do it and no woman could ever walk away from me, I mean, they can't walk when I'm done."
Artie had been just sitting quietly chuckling to himself. He got a bold idea but had a strong suspicion that no one would go along with it, but if he didn't speak up now, he'd forever regret it. "Well, we can debate this until hell freezes over or we can find out who's best at going down on the other." Everyone stopped and looked at Artie. Lydia spoke first, breaking the silence, "So, what are you proposing?"
Artie laid out his idea. Each girl would blow each guy. The guys would be blindfolded so they couldn't see who it was and at the end each guy would pick his favorite. The one with the most votes would obviously win. THEN, the guys would return the favor in the same manner and be judged as well. Each person would be given just a short time so that none could get anyone off until after judging was complete so as to avoid any unfair advantages. Hands could not be used since they might make a move that would give them away.
Everyone sat in stunned silence. "That is just disgusting. I hope no one is thinking of doing this," chimed in Marie. "Oh, no way you are thinking of this."
Dave asked just how long Artie had been thinking of this and Artie said, "About two minutes. Seriously, this discussion inspired me."
They all began to discuss the merits and detractors of doing this until Marie said, "Well, that's it, I love you guys but this kind of crosses the line. Bob, let's get going." Bob reached into his pocket and pulled out his keys. "You can take the car. I'm staying." Marie sat down but refused to participate or even watch if this was happening.
It was happening. Everyone, but Marie liked the idea. Sounded like a hell of a good time and everyone stood up and stripped off their pants and underwear. Taking off the tops would take away from the main idea behind the contest it was determined. This was an oral sex matter only.
It didn't take long for the boys to be erect; no embarrassment was noticed on anyone's faces. Dave suggested that it should be ladies first. Cindy, Steph and Lydia said that was very gentlemanly but asked how the boys would perform. "Dave has a bad neck. Turning his neck up might be tough for him," suggested Lydia. Dave said he'd make due. The girls sat on the edge of the sofa. There being only three of them, they all fit nicely. Lydia, then Cindy and Steph sat in a row, legs apart, blindfolds on and said, "Ok, start."
The boys seemed to take forever in choosing the order they went and had to do it very quietly since the girls couldn't know. It was decided that Artie should go first since it was his idea. Artie did and he dove in with abandon. An egg timer had been retrieved from the kitchen where Marie sat brooding and would be used to mark the end of each licking. One minute had been decided as the time period. As they came to this conclusion, Bob said, "I'm just glad this is the only period we have to deal with." All chuckled at that.
Artie let his tongue zip around Lydia like a dog running around on speed. Lydia squirmed a bit, pumped her hips a bit, and moaned a bit. DING! Time to move on to Cindy. Again Artie's tongue zipped and darted over the lips before him. Cindy was trying very hard not to cum and had to stifle a "STOP!" just as DING! She was saved by the bell. Stephanie was next. Artie, using the same form was non-stop, all over the beautiful paradise before him. DING! Artie was done.
Bob went next. Bob leaned into Lydia and began to French kiss her like he was kissing her mouth. His tongue went in and around as if searching for another. He did have a long tongue, something that each of the other guys knew was an unfair advantage and if Marie had been involved, instead of pouting in the kitchen, she would potentially know him right off. Bob finished off Lydia, moved to Cindy and then Steph, each time using his own personal technique.
Now Rich who suddenly realized that they had never agreed to a manner of cleaning up after themselves so that the next guy would get in fresh. He couldn't protest too much though as it would give him away. "This sucks" he mouthed to the others. All of the other three held in their giggling and though they agreed in principal, it was too damn late now. They just motioned for him to get on with it. He did. All three in his own personal style which Dave, Bob and Artie noticed got a little extra rise from Steph. "Hmmm, cheating?"
Dave was last. He sat on the floor staring at his wife's mound, the lips moist with the saliva of three other guys and her own wetness. He'd never shared his wife before. He was still somewhat day dreaming when Jerry nudged him, nearly pushing in straight into Lydia's pussy. Dave pulled back, turned and gave Jerry a nasty look and then, ATTACKED! He was an animal and at times it seemed to Lydia that, whoever was doing her, would push his face all the way into her vagina. Dave had never gone nuts like this so she was convinced it couldn't be him. DING! On to Cindy.
Dave was a maniac. Lydia had enjoyed the crazy way the guy had devoured her but if he kept it up very long, she may find herself in pain. Cindy was thinking along the same lines when DING! On to Steph. Again Dave was going hell bent for leather. Steph found it just a tad unsettling but stimulating none the less. DING!
