Beth was always one of my best friends in high school and is now my "BFF". She's always been pretty wild and enjoyed quite a reputation in school for being a party girl. In contrast, I was known in school more for being a slut than a "partier". While this was just one of many differences between us, for whatever reason she and I always got along extremely well.
Beth was always teasing me that I should let her join in sometime with one of the guys I went out with. While I'm sure none of them would have complained about making it a three-some, I always declined as I'd never done anything sexual with a girl (outside of my family, that is) while in high school.
Like most girls I knew, I participated in silly games at slumber parties and such, including masturbating and other innocent stuff like that. But when it came to actually touching another girl in a sexual way, THAT never happened. I can't say that it was so much a conscious decision by me NOT to do it but more like it just never seemed like something we wanted to do. At the time, only "those girls" did that sort of thing. Personally I was quite happy being fucked by boys! Girls didn't have dicks and what was sex without being fucked? Besides, if I wanted to taste a pussy I already had mine available.
When I went off to college that mindset quickly changed thanks to my freshman roomie Brenda. She was secretly bi-sexual (had it been public knowledge they would never have accepted her application) and a lot more "aggressive" than most of my friends had been. Even so, while Brenda and I spent most of the school year sleeping together, there was never anything "romantic" about our relationship. It was just a physical thing between us that satisfied our mutual needs. I've always preferred guys and while Brenda knocked down some barriers for me, it wasn't like I suddenly converted to be a lesbian or anything like that. Technically I was now officially bisexual, but the scales remained heavily weighted towards the guys.
One day shortly after returning home for summer break, I had lunch with Beth and as usual she wasted no time in updating me on her latest sexual adventures. God, it seemed all the girl did was party! Today she was all worked up and excited about the next party that was coming up soon.
The way she explained it to me, all the parties were held in someone's home and apparently there were very few limits on what was allowed. Beth DID say, much to my relief, that there were absolutely no drugs allowed and only some light drinking. The focus was on sex - and lots of it. Beth assured me that nobody would make me participate or do anything I didn't want to do. By the same token, she warned me that if I didn't do ANYTHING but watch that I probably wouldn't be invited back again.
Still, I was a bit unsure about the whole concept so Beth described the last party she'd been to and how she'd been fucked by several guys - a couple of whom she'd never even seen before they started fucking her. As she described the thrill of having multiple men do her and then leave without her even knowing so much as their names, I started to feel that familiar tingle between my legs.
Beth undoubtedly could see that I was getting flushed from the sexual excitement that was building up inside of me. Once she had me all hot and bothered, she pushed me yet again to agree to go. At that point, what could I say? It's hard to say no to something when just talking about it has you playing with yourself in front of your best friend!
It was a few days before the party and now that I'd finally agreed to go it seemed all I could think about was what might happen. Beth had been pretty descriptive about the sex itself but surprisingly vague on the details when it came to how things actually worked once you were there. Would we just walk in and start doing it with whoever was available? Maybe there was like a "meeting" first where everyone was introduced and then somehow "assigned" to someone else or a group?
Beth HAD said that it was an exclusive group that got together on a regular basis. Most people, unlike her, didn't make it to all of them but over time sooner or later she'd met most everyone and figured she'd done them all, including the girls, at least once. For someone like me to be included, it was on an invitation basis only and even then the member inviting someone had to have them cleared beforehand. Condoms were available but Beth said she rarely had the guy use one since everyone was tested regularly. In fact, reducing the risk of STDs was one of the major reasons for having a closed membership.
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Finally the day of the party arrived. Sitting back on my bed, I debated as to what I should wear. Having never been to anything like this before, I didn't exactly know the protocol. Again, Beth had been a bit vague on this as well, saying only that "anything" I wore would be alright. Well, THAT certainly helped a lot! Should I go as a conservative church girl wearing jeans and a full blouse, perhaps even going so far as to don a bra and panties; or should I dress as the classic school slut, wearing just a tight skirt with no panties and a sheer top? Not surprisingly, I finally settled on something in between.
Somewhere in my closet I found a nice plaid skirt that my mom had bought me a few years back for a church dinner. I'd grown a bit taller since then so it would've been inappropriate to wear to church any more but it was perfect for tonight. The hem came down to a little above mid-thigh, far enough to keep my ass covered should I bend over but high enough to draw attention in a crowd. When I tried to pull it up I found my ass had grown more than I had realized as it is pretty tight, especially around my butt, which was fine with me as it made it pretty obvious that I am not wearing any panties.
The material was more sheer than it first appeared, so much so that if I hadn't been shaving my crotch I would have had to wear panties because the dark outline of my pubic hair would have shown through the thin cotton in the right light. Since I WAS shaved I decided to go sans panties as the skirt was barely long enough to let me sit without my bare ass showing. Besides, this wasn't exactly church I was going to!
To go along with the skirt, I chose a cute peasant girl halter - the type that has no shoulder straps but your arms still fit through sleeves. It was also made of thin cotton and without a bra my nipples visibly poked through even without being excited so I could only imagine what they would look like if once I got horny. A plain pair of white heels finished off my outfit, not quite spikes but still a couple of inches that helped make my legs look tight and sexy.
As always, my hair remained as an issue. Over the years I've tried about everything to do something with it, only to be met with bitter disappointment every time. I even experimented with going light blonde for a while which was probably my biggest fashion disaster of all time! My problem is I have the curse of straight hair which has no body without the aid of tons of expensive hair products. Although I can eventually get it to look full bodied and wavy, if only people knew what it took to achieve that!
From past experience I knew a heavy session of sex typically destroyed all my efforts anyway so given my expectations for this evening, there wasn't much sense in putting in the hours of effort to do it up fancy. In the end I decided to just tie it back in a simple pony tail. Actually, this had the added benefit of making it such that I wouldn't have to keep brushing it out of my face while sucking someone's cock, assuming I actually did such a thing. Somehow I thought the odds of THAT were pretty good!
With my outfit laid out on my bed, I went to the bathroom where I took a long hot shower. After a quick shave of my underarms, legs and pussy (I had just shaved them the previous morning so they weren't too bad), I washed my legs and worked my way to my crotch where my fingers passed over my pussy and clit, making me shiver just a little. Any other time and I most likely would have lingered a while longer, maybe even a LOT longer. As tempting as it was to play with myself for a while, I knew that Beth would be over soon and besides, something told me I'd be getting plenty of stimulation before much longer.
