Author's note: This is part of the continuing story of the adventurous sexual relationship of two single adults and their friends. Overall, it's about exploring various kinks. You do not have to read previous parts to enjoy this, although some things might be better understood. This installment is a fantasy Jill wrote for JJ (and herself) based on a dream I had, as told in Chapter 12 of the Lucky Over 40 series.
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I'm Jill and I'm dating a wonderful, sexy guy named Rob. He had a fun dream about a
Clothed Female Naked Male
party that turned me on, and included something I knew our friend JJ would love. But it was much too short, so I wrote my own version of the totally fictional event, just for her -- and for me. Rob thought others might enjoy it, too, and encouraged me to post it. (He's my editor; blame him for any errors.) So, here it is, with some additions by JJ herself:
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We held a bachelorette party, or hen party, for a twentysomething friend of Deejay's, named Sandy, who's getting married soon. She isn't very experienced sexually, and though she's not too naive, she was amazed when Deejay took her to JJ's adult toy store. So, we thought we'd give her a little more "familiarity" with male sexuality before her big day. Rather than just a bunch of sexy party geegaws from JJ's store, we decided to go for the real thing. I talked Rob into helping out with the "entertainment." And Ruth, another invitee, got Jamie, her "friend with benefits," to help out, too.
JJ helped me put the party together and we held it at her house. She also found a way to rope in Jack, her former live-in boyfriend, who turned out to be an asshole. Of course, He didn't know what he was really getting into. He just thought it was a chance to have sex with JJ, and some other women, too. Little did he know it would really let JJ get some payback for the way he repeatedly used her, sexually, emotionally, and financially. It would be our turn to use him, and we could hardly wait!
On the appointed date, Rob, Jamie and Ruth came early. The guys got dressed (well, undressed really) in the guestroom and waited there. They were totally in on the overall plan to stick it to Jack, literally. When he got there, we sent him to JJ's bedroom to change. He complained about the costume, but once I convinced him that it would get him laid he liked it much better.
The guys all wore little red thongs under tight, black short-shorts, and the customary white shirt cuffs with black cufflinks and a white collar with black bow tie. Of course, there was no shirt attached, just cuffs and collars.
The final bit was a cloth mask that covered their whole head, with openings only for the eyes and mouth. Jamie, who has red hair, wore a red mask that looked somewhat like Spiderman. Rob wore a blue one that resembled Captain America. Jack's was black, like his hair, and they told him he looked like Batman, without the little ears. In reality, he looked more like a condemned prisoner. Perfect!
The ladies would each wear a paper party mask covering their upper face. The main reason for all the masks was so Jack wouldn't recognize anyone if he decided to retaliate later, but the added anonymity was fun, too. The women were also encouraged to wear dresses or skirts, so they could remain clothed but still grant access if they wanted to be physically pleasured by the men.
When Jack was properly dressed we put him with the other guys. He was the tallest and most buff of the three, but not by much. It still made him feel superior, though, which is his typical attitude anyway. His chest hair is thicker than Rob's, and the dark color makes it appear even denser than Rob's fair hair. Jamie's chest is bare, but very nicely defined, and with delicious looking nipples.
Since the others had dressed before him, Jack didn't get to compare their "packages," but he probably assumed he was superior there, too. He's certainly a bigger prick, and when his dick is erect, it's thicker than Rob, and a bit longer than either he or Jamie. But as most women know, size isn't everything; the penis isn't the biggest part of a guy's sexual equipment anyway. However, this guy's brain is far less impressive than his somewhat heftier than average cock. Any way you look at it, he's a pretty big dick.
When the party started, the three of them served drinks and finger food to the six women, and carried gifts to Sandy, the bride-to-be. Basically, they acted as our sexy servants, earning occasional compliments, and pats on the ass, from the girls. The whole time they were referred to only by the color of their masks, so supposedly, no one knew who they were.
After an hour or so, I announced, "It's time to get the show started, Ladies. Boys, put down those trays and stand in line over here, a couple feet apart. We need to alter your outfit some before we start." JJ, Ruth and I each stood behind the man we had "recruited," and fastened a blindfold over his mask.
"One more alteration," I said, as we removed Jack's white shirt cuffs and collar. Instead, his wrists and ankles got leather cuffs with rings attached. Jack didn't know we had actually put on restraints, and that the other guys didn't get any.
"Alright boys, turn around and bend over to display your nice derrieres," I directed. "Very nice! Now take off those shorts for a proper view. Give us a nice show while you do it." None of these guys are experienced strippers, but their efforts elicited hoots and catcalls from all the ladies. Mr. Black (Jack) swerved his tight, hairy ass back and forth in a macho way. Mr. Red (Jamie) and Mr. Blue (Rob) were both more stripper like, swinging it widely, though Jamie was certainly the most uninhibited, and his smooth bottom looked
very
cute. In the end, all those bare butts, with just a thin bit of red thong up each crack, looked quite enticing.
"That's wasn't bad boys, but you can do better. Now stand up straight, put your hands behind your head and turn around to face us. It's time to shake that
package