Based on sophomore year's Halloween costume -- but nothing this fun came of it, alas. (And at least two, maybe three of these guys would threaten me with physical harm if they knew I'd even thought about the events of the latter half of this story . . .)I was sitting in the chair with the heels I had worn to the Halloween party finally on the floor instead of on my feet. Russ and Bob were on Rachel's bed and Will and Fred on the floor, and we were talking about my costume. I was a student from the future, and the lace catsuit under a see-through shirt and a slit skirt had caused some comment. I had been enjoying myself, flirting wildly and dancing with anyone willing to be my partner rather than limiting myself to just one or two with my boyfriend. The guys were aware of my unusual behavior.
"What would happen if we were to come over there and start tickling you?" Russ asked.
I smiled broadly and replied, "I can't predict my future. If you really want to know, you can try."
Russ threw a glance at Fred. They didn't say anything, but even I could tell this meant, "Should we?" I got ready.
Unfortunately, I am not used to being double-teamed (much less triple -- Bob decided he wanted to try, too) and didn't get much retaliative tickling in. My skirt was around my thighs and one more of my shirt buttons was undone when Bob backed away, after Russ sat down on the floor, pinning my ankles under his thighs, and Fred stood over me while I tried to catch my breath. I looked up at him.
"Are you having fun, sweetheart?" I asked him. It was unusual of him not to reserve such physical fun for just the two of us, but I was definitely enjoying myself and was willing to let this go on as long as I wasn't provoking his ire.
He looked down at me. "Yes, hon. Are you?"
"Would I be smiling this wide if I weren't?" I flirted back.
"Good," he said. "So you won't mind if I do . . . this?" He started tickling my lace-covered thigh while Russ moved to grab my wrists and Will and Bob snickered in the background. I was surprised, but certainly willing to put on a show as long as nobody objected. Though Fred might end up giving more of a show than he meant to if he got much farther up my skirt; I had been intending to surprise him.
It was impossible not to squirm when Fred tickled me, so I ended up moving backward against Russ, who was still holding my arms but had otherwise gotten out of Fred's way. His body was the only thing keeping the chair from falling backward with me in it. But I couldn't squeeze back any farther, and I couldn't stop moving away from Fred's hands, so I fell sideways out of the chair, half dragging Russ down with me. And my skirt flew up still further, so everyone could see the black lace g-string which was the only thing under the crotchless lace catsuit. It was especially obvious because I rolled a bit and landed on my stomach, rear in full view.
I couldn't actually see the reactions, since I was facing the wrong way. But I'm sure Fred was mesmerized by the sight of me mostly exposed in public, or by others' faces at the sight. So I didn't bother to pull my skirt down when I turned over and sat up, feigning ignorance of any reason except my fall why people should be looking at me.
And looking they were, especially Fred and Will. Not that Russ and Bob weren't interested, but the rear view of a woman is not as much their favorite as the other two's. "Dear," said Fred, "you might want to pull your skirt down."
I looked up at him and teased, "Don't want to share the wealth, huh?" But I pulled it down enough to barely cover my crotch, leaving the red-lace-covered thighs in full view. I wanted all to look at me and think about me.
"You want me to share?" Fred asked softly. "If you want to, go ahead and do whatever you would do if we were alone and you dressed like that." Will and Bob's eyes widened; I don't know about Russ, since he was still behind me.
I couldn't resist the challenge/opportunity of Fred's statement. I stood up, put my shoes back on, and turned on some music to dance to. Then I said to everyone, "Fred has invited me to put on a show, so everyone just make yourself comfortable and watch." I started to dance, at the same time unbuttoning one more button on my shirt. All my observers' eyes bugged out but none of them tried to leave or asked me to stop.
First the shirt went, leaving a layer of lace that didn't entirely cover my nipples. Then the long skirt. At this point I played with the four of them, sat on their laps briefly and caressed their faces and chests. Fred even got bold enough to give the others a thrill by sucking my nipples a little through the lace and making me moan and gasp.
Once I finished with that, I got back up and decided to go through with it. First kicking off the shoes, I started to peel down the shoulder straps of the catsuit. Fred jumped a little in surprise but said nothing. I turned around so that my tits were toward the observers when they were first revealed, and then the same for my ass. I left the g-string on and concentrated on some real lap dancing, first with Fred, who now didn't seem to mind his three best friends watching as he stroked my mound and squeezed my ass and buried his head between my tits. Only when I got up and sat down on Will's lap did they realize that I was giving all of them the same treatment. Will and Bob almost shared me because they were both caressing me at the same time, sitting next to each other with me spread across both laps eventually. Then Russ got the same kisses and feels as the others had from me.
While still toying with his ponytail, I felt a tap on my shoulder. Fred stood behind me, entirely nude. Will and Bob were undressing. So I pulled Russ's shirt over his head and started to unzip his shorts.
Four hard-ons at once might have been a bit too much to choose from, but the guys didn't leave me much time to think. Fred started to caress my tits and kiss my neck again, causing me to wiggle against Russ more strongly than before. Russ leaned forward to French kiss me, which he hadn't done before, and when he broke off, the other guys pulled me up from his lap and someone started peeling down the g-string. Fred reached down and ran a finger between my labia, separating them and revealing my wetness to everyone. I sat down and spread my legs to give them a better view. Bob stared as I rubbed my clitoris, and he quickly sat down beside me and slowly advanced his hand toward my thighs. I took hold of it and brought it to my cunt, which he explored to the point of sticking a finger inside. I looked up and saw that Fred had settled himself on the floor where he could see everything, all the excited genitals, up close. He was gently stroking his cock, trying to make it take as long as possible for him to reach orgasm while he watched some of his favorite people make love.
Russ sat down on the other side of me and started to play with my tits. He kept on with that, and Bob kept wiggling his fingers inside me, and Will stopped in front of me, so I leaned forward and started to lick and suck on his cock. He started to moan softly almost immediately, and out of the corner of my eye I saw Fred's stroking increase speed. My boyfriend's eyes were riveted to me and the men around me. Russ leaned back and stopped caressing me so that he could take care of himself. Then Will suddenly pulled out of my mouth and asked me to kneel on all fours on the bed. As soon as I was in that position, he pushed his cock back toward my mouth. Bob was behind me, and I had just gotten into the rhythm of sucking Will when I felt a cock nudging at the opening of my cunt. Suddenly Bob plunged all the way inside me. Will was moaning louder and pushing forward and finally shot his load down my throat. I swallowed just about all of it except a small amount that dribbled down my chin.
As Will backed away his eyes widened and I looked in the direction he was suddenly staring. Fred had stopped masturbating himself; now his hands were on Russ's cock. As I watched, Russ spread his legs wider, and Fred stuck his head between them to start sucking Russ's hard-on. I could not tear my eyes away from the sight of my boyfriend sucking Russ's cock, with Russ closing his eyes, moaning, and thrusting his hips forward, and the sensations of Bob's cock penetrating me and his balls slapping my clit with every stroke, I came very quickly. Will was still staring in stunned surprise, and Bob was too busy to notice anything unusual. That changed as soon as he came and pulled his eyes away from my cunt and ass.
Russ was breathing very heavily, gasping in between moans. Fred was using his hands to augment his mouth's action, and his own cock was sticking straight out. I got up and reached down to play with Fred, and then I pulled his head away from Russ and replaced it with mine. Fred got underneath me on the floor and pushed his head up to my cunt to go down on me. I was a little distracted from the sensations I was receiving because Russ seemed like he was about ready to come, but suddenly I noticed a change in Fred's movements underneath me. I couldn't turn around to look just yet though.
Russ finally came in shuddering spasms, and collapsed backwards to lie on the bed. After gulping his semen, I turned my head over my shoulder and got one of the shocks of my life. Will was sucking Fred's cock. I suppose it was fair, since Fred had been the only one not to reach orgasm so far, but I had not expected Will to be willing to give a male friend that pleasure. It turned me on immensely to watch, though, so I stayed twisted around to watch Will's blond head bobbing up and down on Fred's shaft. It didn't take Fred long to climax, after all the visual stimulation, and the sight of him thrusting upward and feeling the frenzied vibration of his tongue against my clit made me come again at almost that instant.
(Fred added when he read this: "And a partridge in a pear tree . . .")
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