Let's get this party started^`

"Let's get this party started!" yells one of the groomsmen as he hops behind the bar, cranks up the music, and pours a round of shots for everyone. Pretty soon the drinks are flowing and bodies are moving to the music. There's plenty of bumping and grinding which leads to fondling and groping. As the temperature rises, the men start unbuttoning their shirts. Brittany hops over to the bar and starts pouring shots down her cleavage while one of the groomsmen, you think his name is Frank, hungrily laps the **** off her skin. He helps her out of her lingerie top and buries his face between her bare tits so he can lick up the last drop. Meanwhile, Li-mei leads two other groomsmen, you're pretty sure their names are Chris and Brian, over to the pool tables and starts explaining to them the proper way to stimulate a vagina with their fingers. Slipping off her silver-white thong, she demonstrates on herself before instructing them to take turns practicing on her perfectly smooth pussy.

"You see, most men try to go straight for the clitoris, but you can't do that. See how it's hiding here under the hood? It's not ready to come out and play just yet," she explains to them while sitting on the edge of the pool table with her legs spread wide. "You have to be gentle and patient. See? Like this. Mmmm. Start soft and slow, and work your way around. Do it just right, and she opens up like flower. Here, you try now." Her accent thickens slightly as she talks while pleasuring herself in front of the men.

Your attention turns to Derek. He has been devouring you with his eyes ever since you first arrived. His hands are large and firm, but not rough or too grabby as they playfully explore your body while you two make small talk. You ask him if he was a quarterback like Ryan. He laughs and shakes his head. "No, I was a linebacker. I played defense. It was my job to stomp guys like Ryan into the ground," he explains with a hearty chuckle. That explains why Derek is physically bigger and broader, and perhaps even a little more intimidating, than any of the other men here including Ryan. He doesn't scare you though. Rather, he excites you. Slipping your hands inside his unbuttoned shirt, you slowly push back the fabric to expose more of his chocolate colored skin. His chest and abs look like they were sculpted from a slab of black marble. Your fingertips trace between the crevices of every muscle, gradually making their way down each ripple of his abs. As your fingertips continue to trail down, they trace the outline of the gigantic bulge in his pants. Bringing your hand back up, you scratch your fingernails along the fabric barely containing his massive erection. He reaches to unfasten his belt, but you stop him.

"Allow me," you say as you undo his belt and unbutton his pants. Slowly, you pull the zipper down, revealing a pair of blue boxer shorts with a single button straining to hold the fly closed against the pressure of his manhood. Carefully, you slip the button out of the button hole and gasp as Derek's big black cock springs through the opening. You knew he had to be big, but this has to be one of the biggest cocks you've seen.

"My God you're huge!" you hear the words escape your lips without meaning to.

"I get that a lot," he says with a grin.

Taking the shaft into your hands, you marvel at his girth. He's almost as thick as your arm! You give his cock a few strokes, but there's a little too much friction. Just as you're about to spit on his dick to slicken it up, he stops you.

"Check in that cabinet over there," he says gesturing to your left. You walk over and open the cabinet to find a wide assortment of lube and condoms. You give Derek a sideways glance. He just shrugs. "We like to stay well stocked."

You select a simple water-based lube and return back to the couch where Derek is reclining with his massive cock hanging out. After measuring some out into your hand, you begin to work the lube up and down his shaft, stroking it in time with the music. His eyes close and his mouth opens slightly. You can hear his breathing becoming heavier, punctuated with small gasps and sighs. Your eyes never leave his cock. You feel drawn to it. Slowly, you lean over to bring your face closer and closer until your lips brush against the tip. You give it a kiss. Then your tongue circles around the edge of the head. Soon, you find yourself kissing your way down his meaty shaft and licking your way back up to the head. Your lips part, and you draw the tip into your mouth. Derek's moans of pleasure become more audible, mixing with the music and sounds of sexual play from around the room. Filling your mouth with his cock, you draw him in deeper. Though your lips are only halfway down his shaft, you feel his tip in the back of your throat. His hand pulls your panties aside, and you feel his fingers caressing your dripping wet pussy. A muffled moan tries to escape your cock-filled mouth as one finger slips inside you soon followed by a second finger. Gathering all the concentration you can muster, you relax your throat and suppress your gag reflex as you work his shaft deeper and deeper down your throat. You swear it must be halfway to your stomach by the time your lips reach the base of his shaft.

"Damn, girl!" he exclaims breathlessly. "No one's been able to deepthroat the whole thing before! You're a fucking pro!"

His words make you feel proud of yourself and your deepthroat skills. You work your throat muscles around his cock while his fingers work in and out of your soaked cunt. Your body is insisting on oxygen, but you fight the instinct to breathe a little longer so you can enjoy the feeling of his thickness filling your throat. The struggle against the need to breathe only adds fuel to the fire he's starting with his fingers inside you. You feel sparks, and suddenly your first orgasm of the night hits. Your body shakes, and your juices gush over his hand. Your eyes roll back, and you nearly black out from asphyxiation. The need for oxygen becomes too great, and you pull yourself off of his cock, coughing and gasping for air as it flops out of your throat. Oxygen fills your lungs, and the threat of black-out recedes. It takes a minute for the room to stop spinning and two more for your body to stop shaking.

Suddenly the room erupts in cheers. You look up to see Ryan, completely naked with his glistening cock still half-hard, stroll triumphantly into the main room. Behind him follows Jessica on unsteady legs and wearing Ryan's white button-up shirt, though she has left it unbuttoned so it hangs loosely on her plump frame. The fabric partially covers her ample breasts but leaves her crotch fully exposed. Drops of cum still cling to the fiery red pubic hair above her freshly fucked pussy. Though her makeup is smeared and her hair is a mess, she is beaming from ear to ear. Ryan turns to pull her in close with one arm and holds the back of her head with the other hand to kiss her deeply and passionately. She practically melts in his embrace as she returns the kiss with equal passion. Their lips part, and they look into each other's eyes. Ryan says something to her you cannot hear, and she nods. Their bodies separate, and she stumbles over to the nearest chair to sit down.

"Brittany!" Ryan calls out while lifting his arm and pointing towards the bar. You look over to see Brittany sitting on top of the bar with a can of whipped cream, totally naked except for the frothy white topping she had just applied to her nipples and crotch. "You're next, bitch!" he shouts with a hungry grin.

"Come and get me, hot stuff!" she shouts back. You catch a glimpse of Frank's face, and the look of disappointment is priceless. Clearly, he was expecting to be the one to lick her body clean. His misfortune makes you giggle, but you stop when you look over to see the look on Jessica's face as she watches Ryan lap up the creamy dessert off Brittany's skin. Her post-orgasmic bliss is clearly giving way to more complicated feelings. She turns her head, unable to watch as Brittany starts licking and sucking off the whipped cream she just applied to Ryan's cock before taking his mocha-colored shaft down her throat. You feel empathy for Jessica and want to cheer her up somehow.