| |
Then, to her relief, she heard Alan's voice whispering softly, "It's me darling. Don't be afraid. Now just raise your arms over your head."
Sue silently obeyed. She felt Alan's hands slide down her sides and grasp the bottom of her white sweater. Slowly he slid the soft wool upward, across her flat stomach, over her round breasts, up over her head and off her arms. His gentle hands guided her arms back to her sides and she felt him step away.
Sue had agonized over her clothing that night--what do you wear to an orgy?--but the choices had been pretty much dictated by her wardrobe. She didn't own such exotic items as a cut-out bra or crotchless panties, and couldn't have brought herself to wear them if she had. In the end, she wore her thinnest and laciest white bra and her smallest white bikini panties. Her only concession to sensuality had been a white garter belt and stockings in place of her usual pantyhose.
Now as she stood before the group, she could feel her nipples growing firmer, and knew they could be seen through the flimsy bra.
"Number two," said Ginny, "oh, that's me!" As the group chuckled, Ginny said softly, "Raise your arms again, sweetheart."
Sue felt the small woman's hands slide down the short zipper in the back of the skirt, then lift it slowly up, up, and off over Sue's arms.
Sue's heart pounded faster as she pictured how she must look--soft blonde hair spilling over bare shoulders, only the garter belt and tiny panties hiding her dark love nest, sheer stockings and black high heels on her slim legs.
Ginny said, "Number three?" and Sue felt someone else step in front her and kneel.
It was a woman--Sue knew first from the perfume, then from the light touch of fingers gliding up her legs, up her thighs to the top of her stockings. Soft hands unclipped the stocking tops, then slowly rolled the sheer nylons down, caressing her inner thighs as they went. As the stocking slid down, Sue stepped out of her heels and the invisible woman slipped the nylons off her feet. Sue stepped onto the warm shag rug. As her legs moved, she felt the wetness between them grow, as if by magic, and knew that the small wet spot on her panties would soon be visible for all to see.
"Number four." Sue knew immediately that it was the cute giggly blonde. She heard the happy giggle as the unseen hands reached behind her, unclipped her garter belt, and let it drop to her feet. Just before the woman stepped back, Sue was startled to feel the blonde kiss her lightly on the lips and run her tongue gently over Sue's lips. Sue opened her mouth, wanting to capture the blonde's invading tongue, but the blonde only giggled and stepped back, away from Sue.
"Number five." No woman this time! Sue felt strong masculine hands grasping her firm tender breasts. Squeezing softly, they slid under her arms and behind her back, expertly unclipping Sue's flimsy bra. Sue felt the bra pulled off of her arms, and then the strong hands held her wrists at her sides as the man--a man she didn't know, couldn't even see--planted his lips on her right nipple, sucking her hard little nub to ecstacy.
A moan jerked its way from Sue's mouth at the feel of his hot lips. She tried to reach up to pull his head further onto her breast, but he held her wrists pinned at her sides. She felt his lips leave her hard nipple, felt it grow even harder as the cool room air hit its wetness, and then his tongue was on her left breast, sliding slowly up, around, over the sensitive nipple. As the rough, wet surface of his tongue slid slowly over her nipple, Sue moaned again. The feeling was incredible! She squeezed her thighs together, trying to apply some pressure to the sensitive area between her legs.
Chuckling softly, the man released her wrists and stepped back quickly. Sue's mouth was open now, her breathing rapid and shallow. She knew what would be next and she was eager for it--eager to be totally exposed to this roomful of people. She could tell she wasn't alone in her excitement. She could hear rapid breathing and small sighs around her.
Even Ginny's voice sounded breathless as she said, "Number six."
Sue felt someone step around behind her. She felt a woman's hands on her hips, and guessed from the perfume it might be the large-breasted beauty. The thumbs of the woman's warm hands slipped under the waistband of the panties. They turned over the elastic, rolling the panties down very slightly. They rolled the waistband over again. Sue could tell that her dark pubic hair was beginning to show above the panty top. The gliding hands slid the small bikini panties down, then over the smooth swell of Sue's ass, sliding silently down her soft legs to lie in a puddle at her feet.
The woman's hands behind her began to caress her soft cheeks, sliding down the sensitive lower surfaces. Sue's head reeled as she imagined how she must look. Totally nude, the pale whiteness of her skin a sharp contrast the shiny black blindfold. Completely naked in a room full of virtual strangers, all still dressed, all staring at her, lusting for her.
|