The only man allowed at a swinging bachelorette party feels as if he’s been given the keys to a private, magical kingdom filled with every kind of pussy imaginable.

When my old college roommate asked me to housesit for him while he was out of town last month, I jumped at the chance. He’s got a swanky place in an upscale neighborhood in sunny San Diego. Compare that to my cramped apartment in cold, rainy Washington state, and you can imagine how fast I packed my bags.

I arrived on a Friday afternoon, found the hidden key and let myself in. Blake had left me some last-minute instructions concerning his plants and the fish tank. I took care of those matters and then went for a walk around the neighborhood. As I was returning to the house, a shiny sports car pulled into the driveway next door. A svelte woman in a business suit emerged from the car. She was a bit older than I am, probably early thirties, and very pretty, with blue eyes and blonde highlights in her sandy-brown hair.

“Hi there,” she said, flashing a smile.

“Hi.” I paused, and she seemed to be waiting for more, so I added, “I’m house-sitting for the week. My name’s Declan.”

“Welcome to the neighborhood,” she said, her grin turning flirty. “I’m Margot.” Her office attire did not hide the fact that she had a stunning figure, and the Lauren Bacall timbre of her voice added to her seductive aura. She turned to go, then stopped. “Oh, I should warn you. I’m hosting a bachelorette party at my house tomorrow evening. Quite a lot of girls are coming.” She paused, letting that sink in. “Might get noisy.”

“Sure, no problem,” I replied. “Have a good time.”

Margot held my gaze for a moment longer. “Well, see you around,” she said at last. I watched her sexy rear end as she headed for her house. The rest of the day, I couldn’t stop thinking about Margot and her bachelorette party.

The next morning, a red Corvette was parked in front of Margot’s place, and I saw two attractive young women — mid-twenties, one blonde, one brunette — conferring with Margot on her front lawn. More women showed up as the day wore on. Later, after a TV dinner, I grabbed a beer and went upstairs to sit on the balcony, which happened to afford a view of Margot’s backyard. As dusk fell, I began to hear shrieks of delight and laughter along with loud hip-hop music. The sexy beat soon reached a peak, as did the whooping and hollering. Margot’s back door opened and disgorged several revelers into the yard. They drank from plastic cups and danced to the music thumping away from inside the house.

One of the girls spotted me watching. “Hey! Come on over!” she shouted. Her companions looked up, and they, too, entreated me to go next door. They seemed serious enough, so I hurried inside to freshen up. But what would Margot say?

When she answered my knock on her door, she didn’t seem surprised to see me. “Come in,” she said in that sexy voice of hers. “You’re just the man we need.”

A willowy blonde with packages under her arms stepped around Margot. “I’ve got to go — big day tomorrow.” She dropped her boxes and bags to give Margot a hug, adding, “Thanks for the party. It’s been wild!”

“Who was that?” I asked as the young woman gathered her belongings and headed to her car.

“The bride-to-be,” said Margot. “You coming in?”

She turned on her heel, and I followed her inside, into the cacophony of loud female voices and sexually charged music. The back door was propped open to admit the fresh air of the darkening evening. In the yard, the girls who’d beckoned to me were dancing around a fire pit, their cavorting figures bathed in the flames’ flickering glow.

“It was a bachelorette party, but I think it’s becoming a bacchanal,” Margot observed.

I found out later that a male stripper had entertained the women for well over an hour. Apparently, the guy had just left, after whipping the girls into a frenzy of arousal. That’s the situation I had walked into … been invited into.

“Go make some friends,” Margot said. “I think you’ll find the game room at the end of the hall most interesting.”

I went where she directed and discovered the wildest group of partiers horsing around with each other in debauched fashion while dancing to the pulsing beat. Two of the girls were up on a pool table, grooving like bar-dancing hotties. The room was warm, and they had taken off everything but their undergarments. I couldn’t help but stare for a second. That was about all the time I had, because suddenly I was the center of attention. The three women who hadn’t climbed onto the billiard table surrounded me and pulled me into their dance, which was made up of a lot of sexually charged bumping and grinding.

“This is Declan,” I heard Margot call out from the doorway. “He’s house-sitting next door.”

There was a chorus of “Hi, Declan!” and a “Thanks for crashing our party!” plus giggles and one “He’s so handsome!”

A supremely gorgeous blonde woman with emerald eyes threw her arms around my neck and kissed me. I went with it, enjoying her unmistakable hunger. When she backed off, she kept her hands on my shoulders. “I’m Ainslee,” she said. “This is Nikki … ” She looked to the girl at my left, a cute brunette with a compact, curvy body. “And that’s Uma behind you, squeezing your ass.” They all laughed, but it was true; the spiky-haired, super-fit Uma was definitely appreciating my butt. Ainslee concluded: “Those two tramps up on the pool table are Bibi and Kara.” The former had long platinum locks and a voluptuous figure. Kara, red-haired and slender, wore a thong panty that showed off her tight ass.

“Looks like you’re in the right place at the right time,” said the athletic Uma, who spoke with an accent of some kind that I couldn’t identify. “Think you can handle five girls at once?”

I closed my eyes and tried to steady myself. Was this really happening? I opened my eyes and they were all still there, in the flesh — very beautiful flesh, at that. Five attractive women in the mood for sex.

“Try me,” I replied.

They were all over me now, at least the three not on the billiard table; six eager hands were caressing and groping. The next few minutes passed in a blur as the ladies stripped me bare and got me onto the pool table. I lay back on its green felt surface between Kara and Bibi, who’d both shucked their bras and panties by this point. The three other women followed suit, getting naked with an alacrity befitting their lust. The bounty of feminine beauty exposed to my eyes was enough to make a grown man cry — or come. I took a deep breath instead, and silently vowed to never forget a second of this night as long as I lived.

Without further ado, Ainslee fell to sucking on my rock-hard cock. Nikki, her eyes bright, climbed onto the table and crouched beside me from the other side so she, too, could attend to my manhood. Kara, who was already on the table, knelt between my legs and tongued my balls with impudent pleasure. I’d never had two women go down on me at the same time, much less three; the feeling was pure bliss. The feathery-soft caress of the women’s hair against my naked flesh only added to the experience. Fortunately, I’ve always had good staying power, an ability that served me well on this night. Otherwise, given the ravenous way that Ainslee, Nikki and Kara were going after my rod and sac, I’d have shot my load in no time.

Meanwhile, Bibi was kissing me and pressing her breasts to my mouth, while Uma massaged my chest and flicked my nipples with her tongue. I moaned, but the sound was muffled by Bibi’s nipple between my lips. I licked and sucked until she cooed and gave me her other breast to feed on. “That’s it,” said Uma, who was watching my oral manipulation of her friend’s tits. “Suck her hard little nipples, and then I want you to suck mine.”

Bibi took the hint and traded places with Uma, who promptly pressed her smaller, firmer breasts to my lips. I’d only met her minutes before, but I sensed something in Uma that made me suck and tweak her nipples more aggressively. She rewarded my efforts with a long, low moan and a shudder that rippled through her athletic frame.

Ainslee sighed with satisfaction and held her hands to her breasts as she began to fuck me, her lithe body rising and falling.

Just then, Ainslee got astride me and sat down on my cock, which was held to her opening by Kara. The latter girl removed her hand as Ainslee sank down, taking the full length of my joint into her dripping-wet pussy. Ainslee sighed with satisfaction and held her hands to her breasts as she began to fuck me, her lithe body rising and falling. Kara, lying behind her, was not content merely to stare at the nexus of our union; she started licking and fondling my cock where it entered Ainslee’s hole. I had no doubt that Ainslee, too, was receiving some of Kara’s eager ministrations down there. My suspicions were confirmed a moment later, as Ainslee suddenly gasped and exclaimed, “Kara, you’re tonguing my ass?” She ground harder against me as she continued to address the other woman: “You dirty girl, that feels so fucking good!” When Ainslee’s vigorous gyrations caused my cock to pop out of her cunt, Kara quickly replanted it. Meanwhile Nikki, the cute dark-haired girl, sat back against the pool table’s corner pocket and played with her pussy, content for the moment to watch the proceedings with lust-filled eyes. Nikki’s fingers, and her Brazilian-waxed vulva, were coated with her glistening juices.

By this time, Bibi and Uma had decided to take turns squatting over my face so they could ride my tongue. The curvaceous Bibi went first, settling her furry blonde pussy against my chin and offering me her clit. Uma watched closely as I sucked Bibi’s swollen nub between my lips. She even offered a smutty monologue of encouragement. “That’s right, Declan,” she said. “Suck her little clit good! Make her come.”

Bibi was trembling pretty fiercely. When she climaxed, she forced herself to yield her position to Uma who wasted no time mounting my face and pushing her plump cunt against my mouth. She was bald as a billiard ball down there, just like Nikki. I snaked my tongue up into Uma’s syrupy depths before concentrating on her clit.

“Ooh yes,” Uma exclaimed, grinding harder against my mouth. “That’s perfect.”

Soon Bibi was anxious to get back into the action. She stood over me and presented her cunt to Uma, who didn’t miss a beat. Kneeling over my face as she was, Uma only had to grab Bibi by the hips and pull the blonde woman’s sex to her mouth. I could see Uma’s tongue flicking between Bibi’s pussy lips while her hands caressed Bibi’s ass. Bibi ran her hands through Uma’s hair, and they both made noises of naughty pleasure.

It was Ainslee, though, who suddenly grabbed everyone’s attention. Riding me vigorously, she hollered, “I’m coming!” and moaned through a lengthy orgasm, half-crying and half-laughing all the way. When she was finished, she rolled off me and sat back to catch her breath. Nikki took her place atop my groin, with Kara once again doing the honors of directing my spike into the other girl’s vagina. Nikki felt different inside than Ainslee had, but no less exquisite; her channel held my cock in its wet grip and threatened to draw the semen from my balls in no time. I made myself concentrate on Uma, whose pussy was still centered over my mouth. I sensed that she was very close to coming, and a few more flips of my tongue against her clit did the trick. She climaxed with a string of nasty-sounding words in her native tongue before moving off my mouth. Nikki appeared to experience a brief but intense orgasm at almost the same time. Her eyes squeezed shut, and she shuddered violently atop my dick while Bibi stroked her hair.

Uma settled back beside Ainslee, still breathing heavily. I was ready to change things up a bit, and apparently, Kara was, too. After Nikki climbed off me, I knelt on the pool table behind Kara, who was eager for some doggy-style action. “I love it like this,” she intoned, looking back at me. “Give it to me from behind, nice and hard.”

While I slotted my prick into the groove of Kara’s pussy, Nikki slid underneath Kara, sixty-nine style. Bibi, not to be left out, sat on her heels close by Kara’s face and opened her knees wide in hopes that Kara would attend to her, as well. Kara, perhaps the most salacious woman in the room, did not disappoint. As I began sawing in and out of her pliant hole, she used her fingers on Nikki and her tongue on Bibi. She had both women mewling with delight in a matter of seconds. Excited by the girls’ randy interactions, I gripped Kara’s haunches and began to really plow her. My balls flounced against her labia and her asscheeks smacked against my groin as I maxed out in her pussy with every thrust. On her back below our junction, Nikki lapped at my pistoning tool and at Kara’s clit with tremendous enthusiasm, as if she’d never had more fun. Her tongue and my pumping rod made Kara cry out even louder than the others, but she kept her wits and got Nikki off a moment later, tripping a massive climax in the girl with her fast-strumming fingers on Nikki’s clit. Bibi came next, with a mighty shudder and a violent toss of her platinum mane. “Oh yes — oh yes,” she stammered through clenched teeth, as she bucked her juicy cunt against Kara’s hard-working mouth.

I couldn’t have planned a better ending to this extraordinary encounter than the way it actually turned out — with Kara and me coming together. Nikki was still flicking her tongue across my dick and Kara’s clit when Kara gave a sharp cry of release. Her pussy juices sluiced all over my cock and Nikki’s tongue. She was still coming when I pulled out and shot my load onto her backside. Bibi came over, licked some of the creamy stuff off Kara’s ass and lewdly smacked her lips.

I slumped back, overcome with sudden exhaustion. I could have fallen asleep right there on the pool table, but I figured it was time to go.

The house was much quieter now, many of the rooms dark as I made my way toward the front door. Then I spotted a bedroom, and suddenly, I could think only of sleep. I stumbled to the bed, climbed in, and was out in seconds.

Early morning sunshine streaming through the window woke me up. I felt remarkably refreshed and 100 percent recovered from the carnal marathon of the night before. I threw the blankets off, thinking I’d slip out and go home. Two discoveries made me pause. The first was that I was still naked; I’d left all my clothes in the game room. The second was that I wasn’t alone in that big bed. A sexy sleeping woman lay on either side of me.

On my left, softly snoring, was Kara, the redhead who’d been so adept at multitasking during our orgy the night before. The blankets lay askew across her slender midriff, exposing her perky breasts.

On my right lay a woman who hadn’t been involved in the pool table festivities, but she looked familiar. I stared at her face and realized she was one of the girls who’d been frolicking outside by the fire — the one who had first spotted me on my balcony and invited me over. She was an attractive girl with short, dark hair, golden skin and exotic features. As far as I could tell, she was nude, too; I gazed at her shapely breasts.

“I’m glad you stayed the night,” came a voice from the doorway. Margot stood there, wearing a short robe and a mischievous grin. Even with her hair mussed and no makeup, she was beautiful. “Kara saw you sleeping in here. She decided to stick around and see what the morning might bring.”

I glanced at Kara, who was stirring now.

“And poor Celeste,” Margot went on, glancing at the other girl in bed with me. “She was not happy to find she’d missed out on all the fun.”

I rolled onto my back and put an arm around each girl, enjoying the sensation of their bodies pressed against me, all that creamy-soft skin waking my cock.

Celeste opened her eyes, smiled sweetly at me, and snuggled her body close to mine. I traced my fingers over the sensual line of her hip. Behind me, Kara sat up and threw the sheets down. Then she nestled her supple frame against my backside, making me the middle component of a delectable sandwich. I rolled onto my back and put an arm around each girl, enjoying the sensation of their bodies pressed against me, all that creamy-soft skin waking my cock posthaste. I turned to Kara and we kissed, then I turned to Celeste and kissed her, too. Celeste’s fingers coiled around my erection and explored its contours, making it swell even bigger. I curved my hand around Kara’s pussy, its reddish pubes groomed into a small “V” shape — how had I not noticed that the night before? When I dipped my fingers into her wetness, she moaned and pushed against my hand, eager for more. I rolled on top of her, and my cock slipped right into her vagina. She began to moan and squeeze my asscheeks as I pumped into her.

Celeste watched us attentively. She rubbed her hand in the folds of her cunt, touching herself indolently at first and then more aggressively as her excitement grew. At last she settled back, knees wide, and reached out to me, exclaiming, “I want some, too!”

Kara giggled, happy to share, while I dismounted and shifted over to Celeste. I couldn’t help pausing for a moment to ogle both women — pale, freckled Kara, her skin whitest of all where the ghost of a bikini lingered, and Celeste, richly suntanned from head to toe, even her vulva with its sparse covering of curly pubes. I knelt between Celeste’s thighs and entered her missionary-style, sinking my prick to the hilt in her depths.

“Ooh, your dick feels divine inside me,” Celeste purred. “You really fill me up … ” Her words dissolved into a breathy sigh of pleasure as she flexed against me. We achieved a sweet, steady rhythm in no time, while Kara, lying beside us, made out with Celeste and petted her breasts.

Margot was watching all this from the doorway, her hand inside her robe, pleasuring herself to the sight of the three of us on the bed. I went back and forth between Kara and Celeste a few more times while the two girls caressed one another. Then Margot strode over, discarding her robe en route, and flung herself onto the bed beside us. “My turn now,” she said in a tone that meant business.

I relinquished Kara’s pretty pussy to Celeste. The two girls moved promptly into a steamy sixty-nine, and Margot had me lie flat beside them. Swiftly, she crouched over me, aimed my cock skyward, and sat down on it. Her pubic mound was thick and bushy up top, but it was completely shorn further down, all around her pussy lips. Those smooth, plump labia parted for my stiff organ as she settled atop me, taking me deep inside. I drank in the sight of her full breasts, her flat belly and her strong, sexy thighs, which tightened as she screwed herself up and down on my pole.

“That’s a nice fit, Declan,” she said, her deep voice raspy with lust. “I got the whole thing inside me.” She was craning to see down there, her fingers holding herself open so she could observe my dick penetrating her. She raised herself several inches, then plunged downward again, taking me so completely that her asscheeks pushed against my balls. Margot grunted and ran a hand through her hair while she rode me with increasing vigor. I reached up and played with her hefty breasts. Beside us, Celeste and Kara had their faces buried between each other’s thighs. Their strident sex play was making the bed shake every bit as much as Margot’s pistoning action. I didn’t think I’d be able to last as long as I had the previous night — Margot’s sublime cunt seemed desperate to siphon the come from my balls — but she had one more idea in store. Leaning over my chest, she whispered in my ear: “I like it in my ass.”

That news made my cock leap anew. Margot produced a bottle of lube from the dresser drawer, climbed off me and greased up my dick, then presented herself on elbows and knees, offering her rump to me. And what a fine rump it was: full and round, ready for action.

Taking a deep breath, I aimed my eager penis at the tiny star of her anus and pressed forward. Margot pushed back at the same time, and as a result, I pierced her tight yet pliant sphincter with ease. She shuddered with deep satisfaction and made a sound like the mew of a kitten. Her hands stretched out in front of her, and she pressed her face to the mattress. “Oh God, yes,” she murmured. Firmly pushing back against my thrusts, she added, “Go deeper, I need it deep.” I palmed her fleshy cheeks and powered my cock in and out of her rear orifice. She was so tight in there, tight as a glove and hot besides, that I knew I wouldn’t last very long. With a desperation of my own I began to pound Margot’s ass, making her cries of pleasure escalate to the point that, for a moment at least, I could no longer hear the ribald sounds that Kara and Celeste were making beside us. Right at the end, Margot toggled her over-excited clit while I continued sawing in and out of her ass. Her climax came seconds later, stealing her breath away and making her undulate wildly against my thrusting hips. Her anal orifice flexed rapidly around my shaft, milking me, and then the fireworks erupted. With a mighty grunt I ejaculated deep in Margot’s back channel, the spurts of cream coming fast and furious while I held tightly to her hips.

Celeste and Kara lasted only a minute longer. I was still holding on to Margot and breathing hard when Celeste raised her face from between her companion’s legs. She was flushed and sweaty, her mouth shiny with Kara’s juices. As I watched, Celeste closed her eyes and came with a series of yelps while grinding her cunt against Kara’s mouth. Kara, whose face was hidden from view by Celeste’s thighs, kept lapping away at Celeste’s pussy until her own orgasm claimed all her senses. Her body stiffened beneath Celeste, and she held on to the other girl, moaning with satisfaction, until the tempest passed.

We four messed around for quite a while longer, until the time came at last for me to make my exit. Back at my buddy’s house, everything was fine — no plants had wilted, no fish had died — and I felt like I had a new lease on life. When Blake got back, I made sure he knew he could count on me to housesit whenever necessary. And I told Margot to call me whenever she’s planning a party!

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