Some ground rules

Sarah hopped up on the bed next to Traci and kissed her cheek while throwing her arm around her to squeeze her close. "All right, listen up you, if you're gonna play tonight, you gotta remember the rules. Rule number one: No one ever talks about this. Rule number two: No one EVER talks about this!" Mary giggled and rolled her eyes "You watched fight club too much Sarah." Sarah just waved her hand dismissively and continued. "Rule three: No anal. I haven't heard anything, but I don't want to know if you do or not with my half sister, but none of that from any of us. Rule four: Mary is not for you. She's a total dyke and we like her that way, and you got plenty of options instead of trying to "convert" her. Other than that, just remember no means no, and we'll swallow if we want to. Oh, and no, we're not doing the laundry in the morning, so don't fuck on nothing you don't want to clean. We clear?"

I nodded, still stunned at my luck of 5, well 4, hot young things looking for sex and me in possession of the only cock to satisfy them. My Cheshire cat smirk faded when Mary slipped out of her shorts to reveal she had been packing a 12 inch black strap on. Ashley and Traci stared at it with smiles, but Kelly turned away with disgust and told her "Ugh! Damn Mary, don't get that thing near me, I want to have something left when I'm done!" Sarah just laughed and said "Mary, you always over do it! You're gonna have to get me really drunk before you can use that on me! By then I'll either have a shuddering orgasm or just puke on you! You decide if you want to take that risk."

Sarah bounced up off the bed and slid over to me, wrapping her hands behind my neck and gazing into my eyes. "Come back downstairs, have some more shots, watch the pornos. These girls only need a couple more drinks and we'll be all over each other. Do you have a favorite? We'll let you pour her drinks"