Well it's time to make this a real party.

"Hey Jazz," I greeted my cock still dripping in cum as I pull it out of Ping's mouth.

"Tara," she responded deadpan. "Still living cock first I see."

"Damn straight," I tell her with a note of pride. "Come over here and get undressed. I haven't fucked you in years and want to see if that pussy is still as good as I remembered."

With a lightly muttered "fuck" Jasmine did just that, pulling off her dress and coming over to the couch. She knew me well enough to bend right over. I ran my hand over her fat ass as the other girls stood up and gathered around Lacey to talk and gossip. I knew I was being a poor guest at this point, but I figured if I just gave Jazz a load or two the party could settle down until the stripper showed up.

"How long has it been?" I asked as I ran my cock up and down the crack of her ass.

"Six years or so," she stated. "You came to Lacey's college graduation and ended up fucking half the family."

"Oh yeah," I smiled to myself. That was a fun weekend. "It's been a while since I've had a chance to see most of Lacey's family."

"Well you've given them enough kids," she grunted slightly as I slid my cock into her pussy at last. "I ~ugh~ think you might have fathered most of the family tree at this point. Any chance ~Ohhhh~ I'm getting out of tonight without a bastard?"

"Chances aren't ~Fuuuck~ good on that," I told her as I grabbed her shoulders and started thrusting deep and slow, warming her nice silky cunt up with each thrust. It was a warm and smooth feeling, lacking Ping's tightness or Becky's experienced wetness. It was a feeling all its own. She was clearly hard up though as it took no time at all for the pussy to get nice and soaked for me. Lacey's family tended to have pretty wet cunts. At least her mom and aunts did. Jasmine herself started to let her voice out. Not a screamer like Becky, Jazz was all moans and groans.

"Long time?" I asked with a grin as I leaned down to kiss her neck.

"~Ugh~ just a ~oof~ bit ~OHHH~ not that it's your ~Ahh~ business."

I just smirked into her neck and sped up my thrusts. After a moment I was battering into her pussy like it owed me money. The sound of our skin on skin could fill the room. I could even feel the sting of it all in my hips. It took only a few minutes of that pounding until she let loose a long low moan and her pussy clammed up and I could feel her juices all over my dick and thighs.

"God Damn," I grunted out as I started to feel a tightening in my balls. "You even bother to jill off?"

Jazz didn't even respond in words, just moaning again in response to my quick pace in her sensitive cunt. I managed to wring another soft cum out of her before I felt my balls pull up and fire off a decent load into her womb. I soaked in that feeling for a few minutes before sliding out, Jasmine's legs not letting her keep standing as she slid to the floor.

"Ok," Lacey called to us with a smirk of her own. "Now that Tara has introduced herself to everyone let's actually get this party started."

I nodded, resolving to be a good friend for the next few hours. The stripper wasn't due until midnight and it was only ten. I promised myself I'd only interrupt if I really needed to. I figured Ping could help out quietly enough. Thankfully I only fucked the Asian teenager three more times before the doorbell rang. By this point, we were all pretty well drunk so when the woman in a microskirt and bikini top was half lead, half pulled into the living room we all started giggling. Her tits were nearly spilling out of her top and she had a faint outline of abs and a tight ass to match. Her hair was dark, and her skin tanned, and if she was older than Ping it was by a few years at most.

"Alright girls, I'm Candy" the stripper said with a smile. "Whose first?"

We all pointed at Lacey with various catcalls. She and I might have been the only two really into chicks, but enough booze makes everyone a fan of naked women. As the stripper pushed Lacey down into the armchair and Jasmine started a playlist to dance to I grabbed Ping once more, who groaned in frustration as I pulled her head down to my cock. I'd feel bad, but if I'm going to watch someone else get a dance I'm going to keep my cock warm. Besides, it was my turn next and I wanted to ensure I was warmed up.