Sally, Summer of Sex Ch. 29

Setup

The next day Sarah called her, "What did you do?"

"What do you mean?"

"Carl dropped all the base fees. Now it's only $50 a person as long as we get 30 or more to buy wristbands."

Sally's hypnotic ability came so naturally that she didn't realize the influence she had over Carl, "Oh, I just had sex with the guy. He has this nice thick, but short penis, by the way."

"Mom says he asked if he could meet with you again. She told him you usually ask the guys."

"True enough. But since I'm leaving in a couple of weeks, I guess you better invite him to the party."

"You amaze me Sally, truly you do."

As the day for the party approached, Sally became more and more anxious. She had difficulty picking guys for sex. She had invited all the guys on her list to the party and didn't want to have full fledged intercourse with any of them just a few days before. She had been having sex with the only man she considered a lover, Kyle a couple of times every weekend. She hadn't invited him or even told him about the party. His was a special relationship and she didn't want to wear it out. Besides she had promised the day and night before she left to him. She looked forward to that even more than the party.

She had mentioned her dilemma to Sarah and Sarah had arranged a meeting with a couple of her regulars from the club who she thought would fit Sally's sexual desires. Sally liked to be in control and was into foreplay and a long, slow build-up. The guys were perhaps too eager but Sally thought ,"a cock is a cock".

Eva, a striking, well endowed redhead. She worked at Hooters and had met Sally at Sarah's club during the amateur night contest. She also found a couple of fuck buddies to help Sally keep the edge off.

The big evening finally arrived. Sally and Sarah had been shopping and picked out a dress for the occasion a week earlier. It was a plain, white tube dress, spaghetti straps, made with stretch fabric. It hugged her body top to bottom, perhaps a bit too tight in the waist but that couldn't be helped since Sally had no waist and all dresses were made a bit smaller there. The style was made to be tight around the top and she had gone a size too small to get a tighter fit in the other body area where she was deficient. She could have gone custom made but that was too pricey when she'd only be in it for an hour or less.

The dress wasn't sheer but since it was white and she wouldn't be wearing a bra the darkness of her aureole were obvious underneath. She wore plain white sheer panties, in this case two sizes too small. Without the dress the stretch fabric hugged her vulva and fit to its shape. Her ample labia and clit hood were easy to see, their outline visible through the tight fitting white dress. The dress was too revealing to wear outside so she put it on in the very small dressing room at the "Back Room"

She and Sarah had discussed what to do about pubic hair and had opted for a full Brazilian wax, "To be as smooth as possible." A hairy pussy would have been more visible through the dress but she thought the panty outline was more sexy and, with her large genitals, the sheer panties were perfect.

Her hair was always a problem. Even the professional stylists had trouble with it. At Sarah's suggestion, they colored it a subtle red and added subtle yellow and less subtle violet highlighted streaks. She would brush it within an inch of its life before the party.

Sally arrived at Pete's an hour early. Eva, Sarah, Sarah's mom, Marlene, and Sarah's father, Jerry, were handling the set up. Jerry would manage the guys access to Sally's cunt. The three women would be in charge of getting each guy's cock hard and ready beforehand.

There had been a discussion of how and where Sally would sit or lay for the fucking. Carl had told Sarah that they had one of those sex swings where the woman sits in a bunch of straps with her genitals exposed. There were hooks for it in the ceiling of the Back Room and Carl had set it up for them. "Try it out, Sally," Sarah said. "Let's be sure it's comfortable for you."

Sally looked at it, wondering exactly how she was supposed to fit among all those straps. Since Jerry would be involved at the lottery station, Sarah had asked Sally to let her father have his fuck before the party started. So Sally undressed and took Jerry by the hand, led him over to the swing, and pulled his pants down. She'd fucked Jerry before and wasn't surprised by his huge cock and pendulous balls. She sucked him hard, unrolled a condom over the erection. "Help me get in this thing, Jerry." The women watched as she found the back, and seat, and stirrups for her feet. "Very comfortable," she exclaimed, "perfect!"

Jerry was just watching, his large hard cock pointing exactly where Sally wanted it. "What are you waiting for, Mr Malone, stick it in, I'm ready." He grabbed the supporting straps and did as instructed. She gasped in simulated delight, smiled and told him, "Just keep on swinging and pumping."

He swung her back and forth with little effort. The other three women looked on. They'd all seen Jerry's package before and loved watching him fuck Sally with it.

Sarah cheered him on, "Go Dad! Pound that pussy!" Marlene was encouraged to participate and started gently slapping the large testicles against Sally's butt. Eva reached in to massage Sally's clit. Sarah simply rubbed her father's back and shoulders. Eva's action brought Sally to climax. Her body and vagina shook as she let out a long, high pitched moan. Jerry came moments later with grunts of pleasure.

"God, thanks, Mr. Malone," Sally told him as he pulled his long cock out of her. With Sarah's help she extricated herself from the straps and went back with Sarah to put on her dress. The other two women returned to setting up. Jerry went into the restroom to take off the condom and wash off his cock.

Party

When the guests began arriving, Sally was there to greet them. She knew everyone excepting one. Sarah grabbed his arm and introduced him, "Sally, this is Captain Oliver."

"Sarah has told me about you," Sally said. Indeed she had. Sarah had provided Sally with detailed descriptions of her, mostly unsatisfying, sexual encounter with the captain.

"Sarah?" the captain asked. He only knew Sarah's stage name, Astrid.

"That's me, silly, Sarah is my real name." Sarah guided him away from the reception line hoping she wouldn't have to spend too much time with him.

The festivities got underway with Sally performing a strip on the small stage. The dress was made for show, not for stripping but she managed to pull it down and let it fall to her feet. Then she went around the room, encouraging the guys to touch her hardened nipples and feel her crotch. Back on the stage she dropped the panties. Then Eva, Sarah and Marlene came out naked and were introduced as her helpers.

The ceremonies were turned over to Jerry Malone who stood behind a table with the view of the main room behind him. "Here's how this works. I'll be drawing names at random. When your name is called, you will be assigned one of Sally's helpers. Drop your pants and the helper will aid you in getting ready. You'll each have one minute with Sally. Sally wishes she could give you more time but there are too many of you to allow that. After everyone has had a chance then your names will be put back in the bowl and we'll do it again."

While he was saying that, Sarah helped Sally get into the swing.

"Okay let's start. I hope none of you others will mind but the first two slots have been assigned to Captain Oliver who is providing security and Carl the manager of Pete's Pleasure Palace who has arranged for us to use this room. Thank you both."

"They will need to leave to attend to business so we're giving them two minutes each. Go to it!"

Eva had already gotten the captain hard, fitted him with a condom, put on a bit of "KY" and he drove his average sized cock into Sally.

And so it went, Eva, Sarah, and Marlene each taking a guy in turn, using a hand or mouth to get him hard, putting on a condom from the couple of hundred they had purchased, lubing him up and taking him to screw Sally. They timed the minute, let him know his time was up, took off the condom, trashed it, and then reported to get the next guy. Meanwhile a sequence of dancers from downstairs stripped on the small stage for the entertainment of the guys who were waiting for their turn.

Sally got a bit of kick out of the first half dozen cocks sliding in but after that it became routine. She wasn't enjoying it.

After twenty she was bored and by thirty was having trouble staying awake. She was regretting deciding to do this, it wasn't anywhere near as much fun as it sounded. As the guys were getting their second chance she was feeling raw. She was dry except for the KY and some of the guys with bigger cocks were having trouble making the initial penetration.

As they neared the end of the second round, Sally got a shock of pain as a penis attempted to enter, "OW!"

They guy stepped back. Sally looked to his "helper", Marlene. "I need to go to the restroom," she said.

Marlene helped her down. Sally was stiff from sitting in the swing. But worse, her crotch stung like the devil and hurt when she moved her legs. "Help me," she said to Marlene who obliged.

In the restroom, Sally told her friend's mother, "I really hurt."

Marlene looked, "You have a bad rash, it's really red."

Marlene gave the reddish pussy a light touch. "OW!" Sally responded.

"I think this is the end of the party for you. How does it feel inside?"

"It's sore."

"I better get you home. You should probably see a doctor."

As Sally left down the back stairs, Sarah took over for her in the swing. After the few remaining guys had their chance with his daughter, Jerry told everyone that the party was over. Those who wanted were allowed to stay in the strip club downstairs and enjoy the dancers.

Home

Marlene dropped Sally off at her home and as she struggled getting out asked if she needed help.

"No, I can make it on my own." Sally was inwardly worried about what to tell her parents. They knew she was sexually active but weren't aware of how active. They also knew that she was attending a going away party thrown by Sarah. She had led them to believe that it was at Sarah's They had no clue it was at a strip joint and certainly not that she was going to let almost 50 guys fuck her.

Marlene told her, "I'll wait out here for a few minutes. Text me if you need anything. I mean it, anything, even if it's help talking to your folks."

Sally waddled slowly to the front door. Keeping her legs spread avoided painful rubbing. Inside, her father was watching sports news, "Where's mom? she asked, then yelled, "MOM!"

Her mother came out of the kitchen carrying two cups. "I'm here, sweetie," she handed one cup to her husband. "What do you want,dear?"

"Can we go upstairs," Sally requested. As her father looked over, she told him, "girls only."

As she carefully negotiated the stairs, her mother couldn't help but notice, "What's wrong?"

Sally said nothing until she got to her room and closed the door. She carefully pulled off her jeans and panties. "It hurts." she said pointing between her spread legs.

"Sally!" her mother exclaimed in alarm. "You're all red. Is it bleeding?"

"I don't think so." She had a thought. "Check my panties."

After examination, her mother said, "no blood. What happened?"

"Don't tell Dad," Sarah had only the one concern now. She knew she'd have to tell her mom. There was no reasonable deception and she didn't want to lie anyway.

Her mother was reluctant and Sally could only get to her to agree not to say anything to her father until after they had left her in Palo Alto. That way. at least she wouldn't have to face his wrath and disappointment until after he had a chance to cool off.

Sally dove right in, tearfully, more over the embarrassment than any sense of regret, "For my going away I had sex with a bunch of guys."

"How many?" Sally's mom visualized maybe three. Four was out of the question.

"Over forty, maybe fifty."

"Sally!" for the next few minutes that was the only word her mother seemed to be capable of as Sally also told her they were all guys she had sex with before and that she'd been having sex "five, six, sometimes ten times a week," since middle school.

"Now, I've got this!" She gestured at her flaming red crotch.

Her mother left and returned with a tube of antibiotic ointment and some ibuprofen. "Sally," she said sorrowfully, shaking her head.

Sally took the ibuprofen and asked, "Can you put it on? I don't think I can. It hurts too much."

Her mother hesitated, she hadn't touched Sally's genitals since she was 4 or 5. "It doesn't bite, Mom, just do it."

As she touched her pussy, Sally twitched, "OW! Wait a second." She reached back and tightly grabbed the headboard.Knowing what to expect she steeled herself for the pain, "Okay, mom, do it now. I'm ready."

She clenched her teeth and push through the pain. While applying the ointment her mother realized that there was no more hair than when she had been a baby and she was just as smooth. After she was finished, she stated, as calmly as she could, "Sally, you have no hair."

The pain over and the ibuprofen starting to kick in, Sally responded, "I had it waxed for the party."

"No wonder you got a rash."

"I don't think so, Mom,. It was done professionally and didn't hurt much afterwards. No, mom, it was the intercourse." She felt she needed to make the fact as plain as possible, "It was the fucking, mom, the fucking."

"Sally, Sally, Sally. We better get you a doctor appointment tomorrow. You leave for school the day after."

"I have a date with Kyle tomorrow."

Her mother pointed at her crotch. "I don't think you'll be doing much with Kyle tomorrow."

"It's not just about sex. I like Kyle. And his kids."

"If he likes you, he'll understand and want you to see a doctor."

She was right and Sally knew it. As her mother left, she told her, "You know what, Mom? I didn't enjoy it. I thought it would be really fun and I didn't enjoy it, not even at the beginning. One thing I learned for sure, pleasure is about more than a cock in my cunt."

Her mother left in shock and Sally called her back, "MOM! don't forget. Don't tell Dad, please."

Downstairs her dad asked, "What was that about?"

She replied with the certain way to avoid more questions, "Woman problems. We need to see the doctor tomorrow. Nothing serious."

They had an urgent care appointment the next afternoon and the doctor said it looked like just irritation from the sexual activity. She told her to use petroleum jelly to protect it and gave her a prescription for the pain. She told her to check with the campus student clinic if the rash and pain weren't gone within a week.

Stanford

And now she was riding shotgun in her parents car on the way to Stanford. The previous pain pill was wearing off and every time the car hit a bump a shot of pain traveled to her brain. She wasn't supposed to take another dose for an hour but found the bottle in her purse and popped another into her mouth.

In the backseat her mother sat in silence, worried, as mothers do. about her daughter being away from home her worries intensified from having learned of her daughter's sexual proclivities. She couldn't talk about it without breaking her promise not to tell her husband.

Sally's father drove on, surrounded by the enveloping silence, the reason for which he had no clue.

Sally was very uncomfortable and despite the silence she was glad she wasn't going with her lover, Kyle. He had offered to take her but she thought it wouldn't be appropriate to reject her parents like that. If he had taken her he would have expected sex and so would she. But, the way she felt now, sex was out of the question and maybe it was time to settle into a celibate lifestyle, "Except for Kyle."

"Well," she thought, "This isn't the ideal way to end my summer." She'd have much rather ended it with a loving night in Kyle's arms than in pain. "But, perhaps, it was the proper, just and rightful way for a summer in which I did have sex almost every day to end. And it certainly is memorable."