Hauntings of the Unexpected Ch. 02

I felt my skirt get pushed up around my waist.

I looked back over at Monica. She looked up at me and plunged a finger in my pussy, causing me to gasp as well. I stopped rubbing her pussy with my stick and instead pulled her up until her head was in front of mine. I was just about to kiss her, but as I moved forward, she moved backward. I soon just pulled her a bit farther up my body, then lifted my head and pursed my lips around one of her nipples. Her one hand was pulled too far up and the stethoscope dropped from my tit, but Monica didn't seem to care at all.

Monica moaned, and I licked her nipple to hardness, taking time to suck and flick my tongue over the tip every now and then.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Tracy going down on Jamie. Jamie's test tube was now being used against her and was being shoved inside her pussy as Tracy licked her clit.

I was close enough that I was able to reach over and squeeze Tracy's hanging right nipple. Once Tracy felt it, she moaned and looked over at me.

I knew what I was doing, and so did she. Tracy spun her body and positioned herself so that her pussy was above my face. I stopped sucking, and Monica's nipple dropped from my mouth. Instead, I let my stick fall to the floor, I reached up to pull Tracy's lower half down to me, and I slipped my tongue inside of her twat.

With this new setup: Monica was rubbing my pussy, I was licking Tracy's pussy, and Tracy was licking Jamie's pussy.

It only took Monica to complete the oral chain, but I knew that she was still a little worried about doing things like this.

I tried to put myself in her shoes. She's never done anything like this before.

Rubbing someone's pussy is one thing, getting your pussy licked is also one thing, but licking pussy yourself is another thing entirely.

Still, though, if Monica could conquer this one fear, I know everything will be okay.

My face was buried in Tracy's pussy, so I didn't see it, but suddenly, as if by a miracle, I felt a tongue probing at my nether lips.

I stopped licking Tracy momentarily to witness this event.

When I looked down, however, I saw Jamie's face in my pussy. She twisted her body so that she could eat me while her own pussy was being treated to. Monica was off to the side, away from it all, with a look of regret painted across her face.

I go back to licking Tracy's twat and with one of my hands, I signal Monica over to where I was.

After a few seconds, I looked to the side and saw Monica's shadow next to me.

Again, I stop for a second and quickly ask Monica what's wrong before I continue drinking Tracy's juices.

"I just can't do it, I can't fuck you guys. I know I should, but I'm just not comfortable with the idea of licking another girl's pussy," she says.

I flip my hand over to her and start playing with her nipple. It seems random, but I have an idea.

She moans, obviously not expecting me to do that, and then I pull her head down next to mine.

I stop licking Tracy's lips and I quickly move to kiss Monica. She gasps in my mouth, but soon melts into me, and we share the taste of Tracy's essence.

Soon, I wiggle her nipple again and I move back to Tracy, licking her pussy again and getting back into the routine I started.

With my pussy wet and dripping, I moaned a deep, breathy moan when I felt a different tongue digging into my center. I didn't need to look, I knew Monica was the one doing it.

The circle of lust was finally completed (it's actually a square, but whatever).

I was happy that I was able to help Monica get over her fear.

Also, as a bonus to Tracy, I began to lick her pussy faster and with more passion than before.

After only a few minutes, we all moaned out our joy in unison and our orgasms blossomed. My face became coated in Tracy's sexual juices and I am pretty sure I was also flooding Monica's face with my own fluids as well.

I could hear everyone's panting and gasping, even my own, recovering from the heat of the moment. I am positive that we'll all remember this day forever.

Jamie was the first to stand up. Following her came Monica, then Tracy, and I was the last. Monica pulled the bottom of her rubber dress back down. We all came together and shared a group hug, all of us crying (happy tears) and smiling.

"How was this supposed to teach us about what we'd be doing tonight?" laughed Jamie.

We all laughed.

Once we all broke off from each other, Tracy said we should all go get washed up if we want to be clean for the party. We all agreed.

There's two bathrooms in this house, so we split up into pairs. Monica and I go down to the downstairs bathroom. Jamie and Tracy close the door behind them as they walk into the upstairs bathroom.

When Monica and I get into the bathroom, I immediately begin pulling off my blouse. It was still hanging from my shoulders, but just barely. I yanked my skirt down my legs until it pooled on the floor, and I stepped out of my clothes. I have no idea what happened to my glasses and my stick. I had them when I walked out of my bedroom.

I looked over at Monica, who was simply staring at me, obviously not knowing what to do. I knew she must still be unsure about this whole experience, so I decided to help her along.

I walked over and grabbed the bottom of her rubber dress, starting to pull it up, but she stopped me as I pulled it up to her waist.

"What?" I ask, trying to be sexy (practice for the party).

"I don't know," she says, "just... I don't know, just get it over with."

"All I'm gonna do is help get this thing off of you. It looks tight enough to strangle you," I tell her, but of course I'm lying about my true reasons for getting her undressed.

I continue and finish pulling the dress up over her head and dropping it to the floor, hearing it slap on the ground (still wet from sweat).

I almost run over to the shower and step inside. I wave Monica over and she steps in with me.

Monica's breasts press against my back. We shut the curtain.

I reach down and turn one of the dials all the way around (I hope it was the right one).

Instantly, a strong torrent of ice-cold water shoots down onto Monica and I. We both shriek and I hurriedly turn the dial back around until the water stopped running.

Since we were both sprayed with ice-cold water, we were both shivering. My nipples stiffen and they point directly at the wall in front of me.

I feel Monica's hardened nipples rubbing against my back and I reach down to turn the other dial halfway.

Water dribbles out of the shower head and I get soaked in the front by boiling-hot water. I immediately turn the COLD dial halfway as well, just to get the temperature evened out, and then I keep adjusting the dials until the water is nice and steamy.

Surprisingly, though, both of our nipples stayed hard. I could still feel Monica's nipples poking into my back.

I turn around and step forward. Our breasts squish against each other and my nipples rubbed her nipples. I stared into her eyes and she stared right back at me. We connected in a way that was more than any emotional bond. More than friends. More than lust.

More than love itself.

I lifted my right hand up and wrapped my hand around her head. I pulled her lips to mine and we shared a kiss that only true soulmates could share.

My other hand found its way to her soft nether lips. I used my fingers and rubbed her lips back and forth until she moaned into my mouth. The water shot down onto the back of my neck, creating a tingling sensation, but it flowed down my spine, between my lower hills, and finally trailed over my pussy before the stream took a detour and ran down my legs. The feeling of the ongoing river made me unimaginably horny and my own juices mixed with the water as it traveled to the drain.

Monica must have either sensed how horny I was, or must have been horny herself, because she immediately knelt down and her head dropped to my pussy. She ate me out right there.

The feelings she was giving me were fantastic! I almost didn't realize that the water had stopped running down my leg, and instead took a detour, trailing down Monica's chin as she licked me. It ran down her neck, between her wonderful tits, across her stomach, then finally down the crack of her legs until it flowed into the drain.

I finally remembered the fact that neither me nor any of my friends have any pubic hair. We were all talking one day about how disgusting bushes looked on women and we all agreed to shave ours off. I just never thought that we'd all keep our word and keep shaving it off every time the jungle started to gro...OOOOOOOHHH!!!

She is fantastic!

Monica switched her technique and her tongue furiously attacked my clit as her fingers softly rubbed all around my pussy lips. I grabbed her head with my hands and I pushed her face farther into my clit, encouraging her to go further.

She kept switching her technique every few minutes, which meant she was trying out different things to see what reactions I would give her. I didn't disappoint, either.

Whenever her tongue teased my pussy, I moaned. When she licked my clit, I shouted. Once her fingers found their way deep inside me, I screamed!

I lost my balance as my orgasm began. I accidentally pushed her head between my legs and I fell on top of her. She ended up bent over, her head tilted down all the way, desperately gripping the edge of the tub to hold herself and me up. I ended up sitting on the back of her neck squeezing out enough of my cum to trail down her back. The water blasted against the middle of my back and ran down to Monica's head (I'm positive that she was holding her breath under the torrent).

I knew that Monica had to feel my female liquids running down her back. Just to make it all the more enjoyable for her, I reached down and rubbed my cum into her back like it was lotion. She moaned when she felt this and I smiled.

She grabbed my tits and pushed me off, making me fall backwards into the tub. The pain on my buttbone was immense and I think I felt something break.

I turn around and see the COLD dial on the shower broken off from me slamming into it when I fell. Monica stood up and noticed it as well.

She busted out laughing, but I was worried and nervous.

I tried to put it back on, but it didn't work. Monica just told me to finish taking a shower, and we'll figure it out later. I was still worried, but something about Monica made me want to do what she said.

We finished the shower, dried off, and walked out of the bathroom. We didn't get dressed because there wasn't any reason to do so.

My blouse and skirt was soaked in sweat and cum, and it was the same story with Monica's dress. Not to mention the fact that we already saw each other naked before. It wouldn't be any different.

We just walked out and walked back upstairs, where Jamie and Tracy were just walking out of the bathroom together. Both of them were also naked.

"Did you two have sex in there, too?" I asked.

"Yeah," said Jamie. "It started out as a normal shower, but then Tracy grabbed the soap and... you know."

"Yeah," I sighed. "Pretty much the same story here."

"So, what do you want to do now?" asks Tracy to all of us.

"Oh!" shouts Monica. "I forgot for a second about the problem with the shower! I gotta go find Kyle and see if he can fix it!"

Monica runs downstairs, her tits bouncing wildly as she quickly takes each step.

"What's wrong with the shower?" asks Jamie.

"We broke one of the dials when we were in there," I tell her.

"Rough sex, huh?" Tracy smirks.

"Not at first," I laughed. "So, what do you guys want to do now?"

"I don't know," said Jamie.

"I really don't know, either," says Tracy.

"I guess I should go down and see if Monica found Kyle yet," I told them.

"How much time do we have left before the party starts?" asks Jamie.

"Hold on, I'll check," says Tracy, and then she peeks into the office.

"It's 11:04!" she shouts out to us.

"Are you kidding?" asks Jamie as Tracy walks back over to us. "You mean we still have six hours until this party?"

"Pretty much," I say. "I better get downstairs and check on Monica.

I walk downstairs and into the bathroom. Inside, Kyle is testing the dial to see if he fixed it properly.

"He fixed it!" shouts Monica, sitting on the edge of the jacuzzi.

"Did he? How'd he do it so fast?" I ask.

"My father used to teach me things like this when I was little," says Kyle. "My skill improved as people kept wanting me to do all these small jobs for them. Then I grew older and became friends with Mary.

"Wait, I thought you were her brother," I said.

"No, we're friends. Been that way for a while now," he says. "Well, that does it. It's fixed. Now, I don't want you girls to be getting freaky in the shower again. Not this freaky, at least."We both said sorry to Kyle, then walked out and met back upstairs with Jamie.

"Where'd Tracy go?" asked Monica.

"She went back into her bedroom. She said she wanted to just relax before the party started. I got bored, so I'm trying to think of something to do," said Jamie.

"Well, what is there to do?" I ask.

"By the looks of it, all there is to do in this house is have sex," said Monica.

"There has to be something else we can do in this house," I say.

"Like what?" asked Jamie.

"I don't know, but I'm going to go look for something to do until the party starts. Call for me when it does, okay?" I ask as I walk off and search for something to do.

- - -

I was sitting at the computer in the office, searching 'kinky lesbian porn' to get an idea for something hot to do to somebody when I finally heard Mary shout "PARTY TIME!!!"

I completely forgot why I wanted to come into this office the first time. I was too worried about the party to care anymore.

I practically sprung up from my seat and dashed out the door. I quickly walked down the stairs and looked over the guardrail at all of the people walking into the house.

Outside was dark, it was the perfect time for a party.

I walked next to the door, next to Mary, and I got a closer look at everybody.

I saw hundreds of people walking inside. There were people of all shapes and sizes, from every corner of the world, all gathering inside this house.

Once the crowd finally ended and the hall was packed, the door was shut and I looked back to see Tracy, Monica, and Jamie behind me, looking at the crowd.

"Whoa!" says Jamie.

"Are all of these people here for the party?" asks Monica.

"Yep!" I say. "We have to service all of these people."

"No way," says Tracy.

"You don't have to do it with all of them," says Mary. "Just the ones that want you."

"Well," I sigh. "Let's go meet everyone."

I slowly walk forward towards the big group of chatting people. All of them seem to be simply having a conversation to stall the time before the signal is given for the orgy to start.

Jamie and the rest are close behind me, and soon a man from the crowd notices us, four naked girls inching our way towards a bunch of horny people.

I wonder what's going to happen next.

"Everyone!" yells Mary, her voice silences the entire crowd in an instant.

The man looks away. I am so relieved.

"This is an orgy unlike any other. As you all have probably realized, you are all alive after such a long time."

A few seconds of talking amongst the crowd, but it is soon quiet again.

"That is because these four girls, right over there," she says as she points to us, "have given themselves up to this house to be our very own, personal sex slaves!"

The crowd shouts and claps with excitement at hearing this. Roaring and whooping soon join the parade.

"These girls have been practicing this whole day, since sunrise, to make sure they will be able to satisfy anyone who has any fantasy. Use them to your heart's content!"

More barking and shouting at the good news.

"IT'S TIME TO START THE ORGY!!!"

In less than a minute, everybody in the entire hall was naked. Male, female, everyone! I looked around and everywhere I saw people's tits, cocks, bushes, slits, and asscheeks. Everywhere!

Immediately, I feel someone's arm yanking me towards the bedroom. It feels like this person had soft hands, but a surprisingly strong grip.

A person that knows what they want.

As I am dragged into the bedroom, the person kicks backwards to shut the door. I see the crowd of people disappear into a sliver before the door shuts and I am practically thrown onto the bed.

I am finally able to look at the person who did it, and I was surprised at who it was.

"Jamie?"

"Heather, what are we doing?" she asks. "I don't know if I want to go through with this."

"Well," I sigh, "you already heard Mary tell everyone out there that we can be used in any way anyone wants. Neither of us have a choice, now."

Suddenly, the door opens again and a man and a woman walk in.

The man is the same man that was eyeing me up earlier, and the woman, I'm assuming, is his wife or something.

"Listen, girls," he says. "You both are going to do exactly what we say and nothing else. You got that?"

Jamie and I look at each other, look at them, then we nod our heads.

"Speak up!"

"Yes, sir," I say.

"Okay," says Jamie.

"Good," he says, pleased with our responses. "Then you two wouldn't mind making my girlfriend happy while I watch, would you?"

"What do you want us to do?" asks Jamie.

Suddenly, his girlfriend walks over to us.

"I want you, girl (signaling to me) to lick my pussy. You (signaling Jamie), can use your tongue all around my chest and any other places I tell you," she tells us.

We stand up and she crawls onto the bed, getting spread-eagled. The man just stood off to the side, stroking his cock while he watched me and Jamie pleasure his girlfriend.

I leaned over onto the bed and applied my tongue to her pussy while Jamie took some time teasing her nipples until they were stiff. The lady moaned under us and something inside me made me smile.

It was as if knowing that we were making a complete stranger happy made me happy as well.

I lifted my hand and began rubbing her clit with my thumb. I looked up and saw that Jamie was now pinching both of her nipples at the same time between both thumbs and forefingers. This lady must have been about to lose it already, because she didn't last more than a few minutes moaning and writhing under us both.

When the woman began rushing through her orgasm, my pussy seeped and I smiled wider. I also noticed that Jamie was smiling as well. We were happy to make her happy.

She stood up from the bed (on shaking knees) and walked over to the man. He simply walked forward and stood next to the bed, still stroking himself, obviously trying to shoot his cum onto the both of us.

I was surprised when Jamie took it one step further and crawled over to him, wrapping her lips around his member and giving him a blowjob. By the way he moaned and froze, he didn't expect it, and Jamie's sounds were soon muffled as he shot his thick cream into her throat.

Jamie's hips were swaying from side to side as she sucked down the last few drops of his cum, and I was drooling. I quickly let my tongue slip inside Jamie's pussy and I licked her out, even as he pulled out of her mouth.

Jamie moaned, but gargled and choked on his cum. As she coughed, I knew from the sounds that cum was getting all over the bed under her. I didn't care, though, I felt the need to bring Jamie to a mind-blowing orgasm and when she finally moaned, loudly, I knew the feeling was mutual.

I grabbed Jamie's ass and squeezed her firm cheeks in my hands. My hands trailed all around her body from behind, then eventually found their way to her tits. I grabbed and squeezed, grabbing her nipples between my fingers and lightly tugging.