Nicola's Birthday Party
Nicola is 21 today and her five best friends have come round to help her celebrate. She’s doing her best to decorate her mum’s posh flat so everyone can get into the party mood more easily. She’s so worried about keeping the place spotless though, and the decorations just don’t seem to want to stay where she puts them!Most of the guests have arrived and as it’s an all-girl party a lot of fun is guaranteed, with nothing but girlie chat, music, and dancing all evening. There’s one more thing Nicola is looking forward to as well of course, her presents!
“My mum likes everything spotless” explains Nicola to her friends as she tries to carefully put up some bunting.
“Oh Grrr! I can’t get this damn sellotape to stick at all now.”
“I’ll nip to the shop and get you some Blu-tac” volunteers Cindy. ”Awww, that’s ever so kind, but…”
“My mum would go mad, even the slightest hint of a blue mark up there on her precious walls and I’d be for it. It was hard enough persuading her to let me have a party in the first place. I really don’t want to give her an opportunity to have a go at me.”
“Either way Nicky, you’re the birthday girl today, and YOU should be resting!! Let the rest of us sort everything out.” Nicola is quite happy to hand over the job of putting up the bunting to Danielle...
...she sees herself as doing something far more grown up and responsible now that she’s 21, such as fixing everyone a drink: "coffee anyone?"
“And shall we have just one tiny chocolate biscuit each too? While it’s my birthday?”
With the go-ahead to break open the biscuits, Nicola feels her party is starting to get underway, and heads happily for the kitchen.
“I hope she likes her presents, do you think she will?!” asks Cindy. “Yes, yes!” adds Fern as she excitedly wriggles in her snug-fitting short black dress, “I’ve only gone and got her tickets for the Blue gig next month. In the front row too!”
“Oh wow! Blue! The front row! I want to go! How many tickets did you get? Will there be any spares?”
“Spares?! I bought five tickets silly! We’re all going!” The girls are delighted.
“I’m so worried! What if she doesn’t like the necklace I bought her?” says Danielle, but after a moment’s thought adds “if she even notices it, what with 'you know who' vying to be the centre of attention.”
The other girls know exactly who she means, but Cindy fills them in on the latest gossip, just in case; “Have you seen Kirsty's new boyfriend? He does kickboxing, I saw him in the gym on Tuesday. With his shirt off – Mmm!”
“Listen, we’ll see more than THAT tonight if there’s any truth in the rumours I’VE heard!” says Geri.
Some of the others haven't heard the rumour, and are desperate to know what it is. Danielle is delighted to fill them in: “Don’t tell anyone, but I think Kirsty’s present is to get her gorgeous new boyfriend to do a strip for Nicky!”
Everyone gasps in astonishment. “No!” says Geri. Even though she has heard what Kirsty likes to get up to with Russell, she can hardly believe that she would show him off here, in front of everyone! After all, they’ve only been going out for a few weeks!
“Oh wow! Knowing Kirsty she’s going to make him go THE WHOLE WAY!” Geri realises out loud. The girls giggle like schoolgirls at the thought of a hunky guy stripping for them...
...but they all soon realise that whatever happens, it won’t be much of a party if they don’t even finish putting the decorations up.
An angry voice fills the room, it’s Ray. “Hey! You’d better not be messing up my mum’s walls with Blu-tac.”
“Oh! Why?” ask the startled girls.
“Because if you do I’ll have to put you over my knee” laughs Ray, groping Cindy’s bottom.
She playfully smacks his hand away, but Ray hardly notices. He just carries on talking at the girls.
“I hope Nicola told you lot that I’m in charge at the moment.” “Oh yes sir. Are you going to look after us all Ray?”
Nicola comes back in with the tea, but is cross her step brother is still there. “Is he still here? It’s a party you know, not a military operation, so off you go! You can’t stay at an ALL GIRL party Ray”
“I’m not hanging round here, I’m off to the Tavern for some serious R&R. Hey! You’d better make sure this IS an all-girl party or else there’ll be trouble. I don’t want to see ANY of that crew from college here.”
“Don’t fret” snarls Nicola “there aren’t any boys invited. Are there girls?” The girls agree with a unison “no”.
Cindy has another idea – she thinks it will encourage Ray to make himself scarce. “Ray, can you help us decorate?”
“I can’t make it stick up there. I bet you could do it.”
Ray grasps the opportunity to help the hopeless girls and leaps on to the chair.
As Cindy looks gingerly up Ray’s dressing gown the girls are too astonished even to gasp.
Fortunately for the girls, Ray is too wrapped up in his temporary head-of-the-household duties to notice Cindy expose his bottom.
“Remember, NO MEN!” says Ray on his way out of the room. The giggling girls concur.
Waiting until the door is securely closed behind Ray, Nicola his step sister gives him a special send off.
When his footsteps have disappeared into the distance and he is safely out of earshot, Danielle rounds on Cindy: “Who’s THIS then? ‘Ooo… Ray! You’re SO big and strong, please stay and look after us!’ ”
Nicola hears and is astonished to think that Cindy might actually fancy her brother. “Cindy! You and Ray? No way!”
“She likes his big muscles!” adds Danielle. ”He’s certainly got those – I would love to see him in his uniform.” Geri chimes in. The girls are shocked that Geri, normally so quiet, thinks about Nicola’s step brother like that, “GERI!”
Almost an hour later and Ray, out of the shower now, is still hanging around chatting to the girls. “Thank goodness Kirsty is late, Ray just won’t leave! He's such a prat.” observes Danielle.
Nicola startles everyone by shouting across the room; “Oi Ray! Remember there are no guys allowed here tonight. That includes YOU.”
“Alright Nicky, I’m out of here.”
As he grabs his jacket and makes his way out of the door, Danielle watches.
Snapping herself out of it, Danielle asks; “Hey! Surely it’s present-opening time?”
“Shouldn’t we wait for Kirsty?” thinks Nicola.
To Danielle’s surprise Cindy almost puts her foot in it; “What about Kirsty? Maybe she’ll be bringing you a present!”
She gets a steely glare for her trouble.
Nicola loves opening presents and is thus easily distracted when Danielle shows her to the bags of gifts her friends have for her to open.
She soon forgets Kirsty hasn’t arrived yet.
“We thought you might want one of these – now you’ve come of age at last!” says Fern as Nicola opens her new vibrator. ”What on earth is it?!” asks Nicola.
Her next gift proves to be something of an eye-opener for Nicola too.
“WHAT am I supposed to do with this? I haven’t got a dog!”
“A whip? Have you booked me some riding lessons?”
“At last! Something I understand!”
“What an unusual necklace!” says Nicola, “I’ll try it on later.” She secretly hopes whoever bought it has kept the receipt and won't mind her change it for something else. 'I'll say it was broken' she thinks.
Everyone wants Nicola to open her big present, the Blue tickets.
She can hardly believe all the expense and effort her friends have gone to for her.
Another strange gift appears. “Thanks Danielle! This WILL be fun” says Nicola, while wondering who has the other bat, and who has the ball, to complete the set.
“Ooo… these look expensive” announces Nicola, and is just about to ask who bought them, so she can once again find out where to go to exchange them, when…
...ding dong! As Nicola opens one of her last presents; the doorbell rings.
“I’ll get it!” Danielle is already halfway down the stairs. “Errr… okay.” Nicola wonders why Danielle is so keen to be first to the door.
In his local pub ‘The Tavern’, Ray and his mate Mark are relaxing, but Ray can’t stop worrying about what’s happening back at the flat. ”My stupid sister is 21 today and she’s having a party.” ”Phwoar… are many of her mates there? Some of them are gorgeous.”
“You’re right there. I love Cindy’s cute arse. I reckon Nicola’s your favourite though. I wouldn’t mind if she went out with someone like you, I can’t stand the thought of her ending up with one of those wankers from her college.”
“So if she’s got her mates there, why aren’t you at the party?” asks Mark.
“I told you and I told her – no men are allowed” snarls Ray crossly.
“Oh yeah, ‘no men’. That doesn’t include you!”
“No men means just that – no men. I don’t want even a suggestion of sex around my step sister.”
“Has everyone met Russell?” asks Kirsty as she breezes into the flat. Nicola stands up in horror, Ray’s words about ‘no men’ echoing in her ears.
Nicola whispers nervously to Kirsty, but her eyes stay fixed on her friend’s handsome new partner; “Kirsty! Ray will kill me if he finds out there’s a boy here! This is a girls-only party.”
Nicola is cut-off from her admonishment of Kirsty as Russell takes her hand and says “hello” in a husky, assured voice.
Russell starts to mingle comfortably with the girls, so Nicola grabs the opportunity to collar the girl who brought him. “He’s a hunk Kirsty, but please! Ray will go mental if he finds…” Kirsty cuts her off…
“…so you don’t want your BEST present then?” ”What? What are you talking about?” Nicola is bemused.
The other girls are buzzing round Russell happily.
Russell is happy about it too, but then Kirsty calls him over…
“…it’ll be THE BEST fun Russell!” The boy instantly loses some of his confident air.
“No Kirsty! Please don’t make me do it!”
Poor Nicola is beside herself with worry. Her friend Kirsty has turned up at her 21st birthday party with her new boyfriend Russell in tow. Nicola’s step brother Ray was adamant that there must be no boys at the party - NO BOYS AT ALL – so Nicola is in a terrible tizzy. ‘Why would Kirsty bring her boyfriend here? She knows its girls only, oh no, what if Ray finds out? Thanks goodness he’s finally gone to the pub.’
Kirsty's boyfriend Russell is trying hard to exclude himself from Nicola’s birthday celebrations: “I don’t want to do a strip here Kirsty, I really don't. I hardly know any of these girls” he complains quietly, his pulse racing.
While swiftly dismissing his concerns Kirsty leads him unwillingly across the room, “that makes it even better. Well, for me at least. Hey! Who’s much braver than ‘Steven’ my last boyfriend? YOU are! I’ll put some music on.”
“OH!” Squeals Cindy. “Before you put the music on, don’t we all have something to do?” The girls quickly grasp what she’s talking about, and stumble into the song en masse, “Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you...”
Nicola is delighted to bits with all the attention, so much so that she can hardly talk for a moment!
“Right Nicola! YOU sit down while we get your surprise ready.” Geri’s firm, but good-natured tone of voice tells Nicola that she is not to be argued with.
Kirsty manages to start up the CD player, and the music thumps out of Nicola’s parent’s costly audio system just slightly too loudly, filling the flat with: ‘Hot in, so hot in here, so hot in, eh oh…’ Russell starts reluctantly moving in time with the music.
‘He’s actually doing it!’ thinks Kirsty, a combination of amazement and pride fills her, as her handsome boyfriend sways to the beat, slowly wiggling his way into Nicola’s line of sight. ‘I’m 21 now, I can handle this’ thinks Nicola, trying to be as aloof as possible, but her heart starts to pound as Russell edges toward her.
Despite his nervousness and embarrassment, Russell lets the music move him, and his hips start to respond more cooperatively. As he backs ever closer to her, Nicola doesn’t know what to make of it.
Part of her wants to scream and run away, the other part is intrigued and excited.
The more comfortable Russell gets, the more uncomfortable Nicola does. She squirms in her seat as her friend’s boyfriend un-tucks his shirt.
“I wonder how far he’s going to go” Geri asks Fern discretely. “Well, if Kirsty has any say in it I very much think it will be ALL THE WAY!” answers Fern.
Go on! Touch him!" encourages Danielle. Nicola feels her heart race and the blood rush to her face. She watches her own arm - almost feeling disconnected from it - amazed that it's reaching out to touch the man dancing for her.
Nicola daren’t make eye contact with Kirsty, she imagines there’s a look of sheer fury on her face right now at the sight of someone else touching her boyfriend.
‘Oh my god, look at that body though’ thinks Nicola lustfully, 'I'd like to do more than just stroke it.' She’s about to check herself for having improper thoughts about someone else’s man, when…
...she decides it’s him that’s purposely putting temptation in her way. She smacks him soundly on his behind, expecting the smack to signal quite clearly that it’s time to bring the proceedings to a close.
The other girls laugh and whoop at her, and shout “kinky!” Nicola is so embarrassed. The girls whoop even more when Russell discards his shirt.
Her friends encourage the hunky Russell to take more off, ‘listen to them!’ thinks Nicola, ‘they’re so naughty!’
‘What the hell though, we’re only having fun!’ Nicola decides to let Russell finish his dance, after all her friends are enjoying it so much. Nicola would hate to spoil their fun, especially at her own party! 'He must be about to finish now anyway' she thinks.
The watching girls can’t help but giggle at Russell’s sexy dancing.
‘I can’t believe I didn’t want to do this!’ thoughts race through Russell’s mind as he scours his brain for more dance moves, ‘these girls are loving it!’
Nicola watches his thrusting pelvis as he jerks across the floor toward her.
He signals he wants help with his zip, and with trembling fingers, Nicola tries hard to grip it and pull it down. Her fingers are so damp with perspiration she can’t manage to hold on to it.
Before he can do anything about it she rips his belt away and starts tugging at his trousers. Russell’s body temperature rises dramatically as he realises it might actually happen, he really might end up in front of all these girls with no trousers on!
“Mmm… baby!” he says, barely audible above the music, “take your time! I’ve loads of dance moves left you know!”
“Well you can do them without your trousers on” says Nicola, intent on calling his bluff, as her hands fumble at his pants.
Wiggling his arse at her, Russell moves away from Nicola and says, "hang on Nicky…"
"...there’s a problem.” ’Oh no, there is. RAY! If he found out about this…’ she realises someone must have told Kirsty how cross Ray was earlier. 'Oh well, perhaps we're all going to go out somewhere now. Damn. It was great watching Russell dance…’ she thinks.
“My shoes are the problem. There!”
As he pulls his trousers off, Cindy gasps delightedly. Nicola has a momentary lapse into panic, but then thinks, desperately trying to calm herself; ‘no Nicky! Ray will be in the pub for hours yet! Just enjoy it.’
Cindy and Daniel both scream excitedly in unison as his legs fly into the air.
“Are you ready for the show to REALLY start Nicky?” asks Russell in his most husky voice, the tremor that would betray his remaining lack of self confidence barely perceptible.
“I’ve got a surprise for you in my pants.” Danielle screams with laughter at the thought of what’s in Russell’s pants, and begs him to come and dance for them too.
Oblivious to Kirsty keeping a close eye on her boyfriend, Danielle shows Russell that she has some moves of her own.
Russell asks Geri if she wants a go, but all she can do is let out a gurgle of nervous laughter in reply.
Nicola looks closely at Kirsty, and sees her wink approvingly at Danielle. Seeing her friend stamp such a seal of approval on Russell’s behaviour makes Nicola feel intoxicated with anticipation.
‘Phwoar, look at that arse’ thinks Geri.
Nicola’s mouth is hanging open as she watches her friends make the most of the handsome guy. ‘It’ll be your turn again in a mo’ laughs Danielle.
As soon as she says that, Russell turns toward Nicola, whose heart leaps and hands start to tingle. ‘He's really going to show me what's in his pants!’ she thinks eagerly.
A shudder goes through her entire body as her hand tucks itself into the waistband. ‘No! I daren’t!’ she thinks, but the way the girls are egging her on, especially Kirsty, makes it difficult not to have just one little peek…
Nicola screams almost hysterically as she catches sight of something quite unexpected in his pants.
Convinced she must be seeing things, she whips his shorts down to his ankles. “Kirsty! That’s brilliant! Is his winkle inside it?” asks Cindy, laughing as she does so at the thought of Russell stuffing his cock and balls into the funny thong!
It’s the funniest thing Nicola has ever seen, certainly not what she expected to be staring her in the face right now!
The ice is so well and truly broken now, thanks to Russell’s humorous monkey thong, that Nicola is much more at ease. She feels Russell’s strip is no longer putting her on the spot, embarrassing her; its fun! ‘He has got a gorrrrgeous body’ she thinks.
“Come on monkey boy, get these off” Nicola’s friends laugh at her now too, “that’s more like it babes!” shouts Danielle.
The sight of the hunky Russell continue to try and look cool and sexy with the ridiculous thong now the centre of attention makes the girls watching from the sidelines snigger and giggle uncontrollably. Nicola has other ideas though.
She grabs his thong, and her grip sets off a second surprise. The thong lets out a piercing electronic version of a monkey’s shriek!
The girls – especially Nicola – are momentarily startled. But soon almost collapse in a paroxysm of laughter.
Nicola pulls at the thong, eager to hear the funny noise again. “You can keep it if you want” says Russell “but you’ve got to take it off" "with your teeth” adds Kirsty.
Russell enjoys the girl’s laughter, and tries not to think about Nicola’s hot breath on the back of his legs. He doesn’t want the girls to see him with a hard-on when the thong comes off.
Nicola struggles determinedly. She’s quite sure he’ll have something else on – somehow – underneath the comedy thong. ‘Kirsty would never let me do this if it meant exposing his cock to us all’ she thinks.
As she flings her head about, the thong between her teeth, Russell feels Nicola’s hair where he felt her breath earlier. ‘She’s lots of fun’ he thinks, ‘especially the way she’s breathing on me and tugging at my thong; it’s almost as if she was using it to massage my cock and balls.’
To a resounding cheer from her friends, Nicola makes serious progress.
She’s breathless, and gasps for air as she makes sure the boy finishes the job and steps out of his thong.
She’s so pleased with how her party’s going. Then her eyes settle on Russell’s cock. ‘Nothing else under the thong then. Oh my lord’ she thinks, but her smile stays firmly fixed on her face, as a tingle of excitement permeates her body. Then, moving even closer to Nicola, Russell starts dancing again.
Already more than a few pints into the evening, Ray is becoming seriously under the influence now. “So just because she’s 21 today, I have to stay out of my own home practically all fucking night? No fucking way!” he complains.
His friend Mark has no hesitation in agreeing with him; “Yeah Ray, it’s fucking ridiculous isn’t it?”
“Yeah yeah. You know, I’m certain something’s going on. They were all far too keen to see the back of me. I was left in charge while mum and dad are away, so if anything DOES go wrong…”
“Yeah, fuck knows what they’re all up to…” slurs Mark, but is interrupted by Ray…
“I’m going back. Now. Well, after this pint. I couldn’t live with myself if anything happened to Nicola – my baby sister.”
“Yeah, after this pint, let’s do it.”
Nicola’s 21st birthday party is going really well after all. Her strict step brother is installed in the local boozer, and it turns out that Kirsty's gorgeous new boyfriend Russell is a very sexy dancer! All the girls find it absolutely hysterical to see a stunning boy, they have only just met, stripping naked for them. Nicola is stunned to see Russell strip himself stark naked and can barely take her eyes off his cock. As he continues to dance and thrust his hips out for her his penis sways just inches from her face...
Nicola is captivated by Russell's cock and balls as they swing about right infront of her eyes, his masculine firm hands pressing down on her shoulders.
With each thrust Russell becomes more and more turned on. Why did he hesitate before? The sound and sight of the girls lusting after him...he is in heaven!
A whiff of his cologne hits her nose and she breathes it in deeply.
As he playfully spanks his own arse, the girls, watching him tease Nicola, shout encouragement. "Spank him Nicky! Go on! Whack him one! He wants you to!"
Russell responds to the girls by dancing sultrily toward them. Danielle is overjoyed to rub herself against his strong naked body. Nothing could stop her taking advantage of him.
The athletic Russell drops on to his hands, his rippling abdomen presenting itself perfectly to the line of girls. Earlier he would've died of shame if he'd found himself in this position but now it feels so right.
‘It’s time for me to go and see my girlfriend and thank her for pushing me into this’ he thinks, but pauses to give Geri her own private dance for a few moments.
“How did I do honey?” He asks her proudly. Russell is on cloud nine. “You did really well gorgeous”
The girls enviously watch Kirsty press her lips to Russell’s, but do let out an approving “Ahhh…” at the romantic pair.
“But you’re not quite finished yet Russell” Kirsty leads him over to the birthday girl.
Russell wonders what Kirsty has in mind but trusts her. The breeze in the flat starts to cool him off sending a chilly shiver down his spine and reminding him of his complete nakedness.
Silently Kirsty takes his hand and places it gently into Nicola’s. His girlfriend’s soft hands cup his and the hand of the girl he hardly knows, squeezing them lightly together.
As Kirsty places Nicola’s hand on his chest he hears a gasp from one of the watching girls, but otherwise no one says a thing.
The girls look at Russell, then each other. Nicola feels the gentle weight of her friend’s hand, pushing her own further down Russell’s lean & rigid body.
Nicola can feel heat coming off his cock and unsure of what she should do, she daren’t take her eyes of Kirsty.
The heady excitement of her birthday celebrations whirling round her head, Nicola decides there’s only one way her hand can go – a little further down – she looks to Kirsty for approval or disapproval…
…as she does so, her hand envelops Russell’s warm and tender penis.
Russell closes his eyes, the touch of a stranger's hand groping his private parts is so overwhelming.
“Go on” encourages Kirsty. Nicola has known Kirsty for a long time. For Kirsty to give her the freedom to enjoy her new boyfriend in this way is unbelievably erotic.
Hearing his girlfriend confirm that she wants Nicola to enjoy him, Russell begins to concentrate on the sensation her hand is creating as it starts a more rhythmic pumping motion.
Russell's cock swells readily to Nicola's touch. He looks around and sees girls eager to witness a boy being taken in hand.
“Come and have a closer look” Nicola asks her friends.
Eager hands stroke at Russell’s solid thighs as Nicola tightens her grip on his hardening cock.
Fern takes over on his penis giving Nicola a chance to explore the rest of his body, handing his balls.
Danielle adds her hands to the other pairs already caressing him.
Another flow of blood to his cock makes it rock hard. The more he reacts to their touch the more the girls want to stroke and caress his naked body. Russell is overwhelmed by the number of female hands exploring every inch of him.
Danielle giggles as she pumps him, hardly believing she actually has Kirsty’s boyfriend’s penis in her hands.
For his part, Russell has never felt so adored. The girls can do whatever they please with him.
Russell looks over the girls to Kirsty on the sofa. She looks him back in the eye, lustful and proud.
Nicola loves wanking him and purrs cat-like momentarily, his hard cock tight in her grip.
‘Nicola’s loving this. It was a great idea for a present’ thinks Kirsty.
Cindy looks down at the pumping hands and then up to Russell’s strong chest. ‘I’d like to dig my nails in and hang on to him’ she thinks.
Geri and Kirsty watch silently, enjoying the gurgles of pleasure the girls make, and the occasional squelching noise from the boy’s cock as they wank it.
Danielle loves the noises too as she toys with the boy.
Cindy then notices Russell taking his cock himself and wanking it uncontrollably.
Danielle’s mesmerised by it.
Nicola pauses to try one of her presents on Russell – the ‘Love Oil’.
He keeps wanking as the birthday girl rubs the warming aromatic oil into his chest.
His body feels like it’s tingling slightly, as the spicy oil works its magic. The girls are even more enthusiastic to put their hands on him and feel his supple flesh.
Kirsty watches intently, her concentration solely on her boyfriend for the moment. She loves how her friends are enjoying him, and how he’s getting off on the attention.
‘Look how big his cock has got. He cannot help himself now. He's desperate to come’ thinks Kirsty.
Cindy can’t keep her hands off him a moment longer and immediately fulfils her own fantasy about digging her nails into him. Russell stands like a rock, letting her claw at his flesh, trying hard to look impervious to the pain.
“Wank yourself again for us” asks Nicola, and Russell obliges immediately.
Kirsty watches how he does it, looks to see if his hand is in a different place to hers when she does it for him.
‘It’s great of Kirsty to make him do this for us’ thinks Cindy, ‘when I get a boyfriend I’m definitely going to make him strip and wank for my friends.’
‘That’s a good boy’ thinks Kirsty, ‘wank your cock as hard as you fucking can now.’
Kirsty is hot as hell and doesn’t want this to end ‘look at them! They can’t keep their hands of him!’ she thinks delightedly.
Nicola feels so feminine, watching this strong man, his cock hard and ready to come – ‘all just because I started touching him!’
His strong fist and penis are now a blur and Russell's breathing intestifies. The girls watch in eager anticipation.
His lips pursed together, Russell lets out a quiet hum and steadies himself, spreading his legs apart a fraction more.
His sweat mingles with the oil as he works on his cock, the girls watching him, his girlfriend watching over them all.
“Oh Russell! Are you going to do it? Are you going to come for me? On my Birthday?!”
Geri and Kirsty jump themselves up off the sofa and move in to watch Russell as he gasps and pumps himself with increasing fury.
Danielle marvels at how the gorgeous, handsome boy who was so cool earlier, is now making animal-like noises as he frantically masturbates.
‘Go on Nicky, touch him all over, look at him wanking his cock for you’ thinks Kirsty, as inside her jeans she squeezes her damp thong between her bum cheeks.
Russell is totally out of control now, his actions dictated by the pressure building up in his groin and the actions he has to take in order to release it. He pumps more furiously than ever.
A tell-tale noise, the way his posture changed…
...Kirsty isn’t sure what it is exactly, but she knows for certain what is about to happen.
Only just round the corner, almost within earshot, Ray and Mark charge angrily back to the party. "Come on Mark, let's run."
“Take your time Ray” advises Mark, “there won’t be anything happening. We’ll have a quick look to check no lads have gate crashed, then head back to the pub!”
The boys hear the unmistakable sound of a girl screaming. It’s coming from the direction of the flat.
“Maybe they’ve bought her a massive present and she’s just opened it?!” offers Mark, not believing it even for a second himself.
“COME ON!”
“Arrrgh! This is it! Can everyone see?” screams Kirsty.
'Look at all the stuff that comes out!' thinks Nicola.
She wants to say something to Kirsty, but just can’t find the words.
All the girls laugh as the exhausted Russell almost loses his balance.
All the dancing and the wanking take their toll on him. He lets himself drop to his knees, then forward on to the floor. “Thanks for my present Kirsty." says Nicola as she leans over to Russell panting on the floor.
“It was lots of fun, but I don’t want my brother slipping over in a pool of muck when he gets back.”
“Kirsty!” Calls Nicola, “Tell your boyfriend to clean up after himself please!”
“WHAT THE FUCK HAVE YOU DONE TO MY SISTER?” booms Ray.
“Ray NO!” shouts Nicola hopelessly, her birthday party crumbling to ruins before her eyes.
"NO RAY! Don't hurt him!"
Kirsty’s new boyfriend Russell is gorgeous, and all the girls at Nicola’s party really appreciate her making Nicola a gift of his toned, oiled body for the evening. Unfortunately though, Nicola’s step brother Ray, too suspicious to leave the girls alone for the evening, has returned unexpectedly and the girls can only look on open mouthed as the strapping Royal Marine is about to throttle the naked man.
“You fucking lousy piece of filth.” All kinds of thoughts about what has been going on in his absence are tearing through his mind. Ray is furious, desperate to smash his fist into Russell’s face, and ask questions later.
“Arrrgggh….” Ray’s grip on his throat is so tight Russell can hardly get the words out “…I’m Nicola’s birthday present…”
"Ray NO!” Nicola holds on to his arm. ”It’s all my fault” adds Kirsty, “He’s just a kiss-o-gram!”
“Some kiss-o-gram Kirsty” snarls Ray as Mark quickly whisks Russell out of harm’s way.
Nervously standing her ground, Kirsty tries to look as sure of herself as possible. It doesn’t work on Ray. “I’d have thought better of you” he sniffs.
Ray’s about to start giving Kirsty a real piece of his mind; when Cindy intervenes, thrusting a can into his hand and doing her best to calm things down; “Ray! I'm ever so glad you made it back so soon. Hey! I wanted to ask you something; is Stella still your favourite drink?”
“It is? Good! Now come over here and tell me what you’ve been up to all summer.”
“Listen mate, I don’t know what kind of a kiss-o-gram you’re meant to be, but this isn’t the way we do things here...”
“…you see that bloke there, he’s a Royal Marine. He could break your neck in three seconds flat.”
“Now get dressed and get the fuck out of here before he decides to kick your head in.”
“MOVE.” Russell is quaking with fear as he makes for the stairs, where Kirsty is waiting for him.
“Kirsty! Please please stay!” Kirsty is surprised the party isn’t blown out completely. “Don’t leave me with those two arseholes, not on my birthday, please!”
Glad to be out of there, Russell kisses Kirsty and disappears to get himself cleaned up.
As soon as Nicola and Kirsty make it back upstairs, Ray starts his lecture. “That guy is lucky he didn’t get a hiding. The only way this party can continue is if me and Mark stay here, alright? Anyone got a problem with that? No? Good.”
“So put the music back on Nicola.” As Ray finishes his speech, the girls decide his announcement was as good as him saying ‘the party’s over’.
Kirsty still feels incredibly horny after watching her friends with Russell, and can’t believe he’s gone. ‘Maybe I should have gone with him. No, Nicola needs me here’ she thinks, ‘and Ray’s friend is as cute as fuck.’
Pleased with his own performance of dispatching the kiss-o-gram and thus probably saving Ray from an assault charge, Mark is off for a piss.
Disappointed about the downturn in her party’s atmosphere, Nicola heads off with Kirsty to her room.
Ray is on his third beer since he arrived back, and he's trying extra-hard to impress the girls. Cindy has been doing her best to pretend she is interested in what kind of car he has, when he breaks off and says; “Hey, I bet you were pissed off when that scrawny kiss-o-gram turned up” ”Eh?” is Cindy’s response, caught off-guard as she is.
“You know, the naked guy who was in the flat 40 minutes ago, or didn’t you notice him?”
Danielle giggles, “Oh, we did sort-of ‘notice’ him, yes!” “He wouldn’t last five minutes in the army. You need a real man” Ray adds sternly.
Cindy’s ears prick up at this and she advances on him; “a real man? Yes please! You’re a real man aren’t you Ray?”
The lager has taken its toll on Mark’s bladder. He’s been desperate to piss since he and Ray got back.
Keen to be back upstairs meeting Nicola’s mates, Mark finishes his piss and charges out of the lavatory.
Nicola and Kirsty are passing, and divert him into the room next door – her bedroom. “Come on Mark, let’s have some fun before we go back upstairs. Ray has wrecked the party now anyway.”
A quick kiss, then Nicola pushes him on to the bed. As she writhes on him fumbling at his shirt buttons, Ray’s words echo briefly through his head… ‘no suggestion of sex near my sister…’ Then he notices Kirsty looking on nonchalantly, and despite himself, gets seriously turned on.
It’s obvious Nicola is set on taking advantage of him anyway, whatever Ray has to say about it.
As Nicola’s tongue runs up his torso, Mark convinces himself that Ray will be busy chatting up his sister’s friends. ‘The way my cock is surging, Ray had better not be planning on having a family meeting with her in the next few minutes’ he thinks.
Nicola becomes ravenous, so desperate is she to taste and touch Mark in the ways she wanted to taste and touch Russell earlier.
A detached Kirsty looks on, and reminds Nicola that she has brought her bag of birthday presents in with her.
As she does, Mark comes to his sense, “Hey no! Nicky! We can’t fuck, Ray would go mental!” “Who said we were going to do that? We like it kinky here!”
“Kinky? You’re talking to ‘Mr Kinky’. Let’s see what you've got in mind.”
Nicola doesn’t need asking twice, and Mark feels a strong hand pull at the waste band of his pants. ‘Oh yeah, this is fantastic’ thinks Mark, ‘that kiss-o-gram must have really got ALL the girls going, the flat stank of sex when we got back’.
“Right, lets get those fucking things off and find the handcuffs.”
‘Oh yeah, she wants me to handcuff her’ thinks Mark, his cock exposed and growing before the two girls.
As Kirsty crawls on to the bed Mark's cock throbs at the thought of both of their naked bodies pressing against him.
“Which one of you wants to be handcuffed first?” he asks.
“Neither of us silly” answers Nicola, savouring the smell of his body as it mingles with the smokey odour he picked up in the pub.
The warm wet strokes of her tongue seem to wash away any faint glimmers of concern about Nicola being the over-protective Ray’s step sister he might have harboured.
As Kirsty takes his arms smartly over his head, it’s the radiant warmth generated by Nicola’s pussy he can feel – on his naked cock.
It totally distracts him from the cool steel clamping tightly on to his wrists.
Mark can’t wait for Nicola to peel her tight dress off. He never dreamed he’d be feeling her bare flesh against him tonight, and then Kirsty will be joining in too!
The handcuffs close tighter on his wrists, clicking firmly shut as Nicola asks Kirsty to see if there are any more treats in the birthday present bag for Mark.
“What’s this thing for?” asks Nicola, but Kirsty knows what to do with the ball gag instantly.
As he struggles to catch his breath with the uncomfortable wooden ball in his already dry mouth, Mark begins to regret putting himself forward for the kinky sex, this not being exactly what he had in mind.
‘At least Ray’s sister is still gagging for it’ he thinks, ‘if I can just get my hands on her head...'
'...I’ll push it down to where she should be licking.’
“Get your fucking arms back there and keep them there.” Kirsty commands viciously.
Kirsty’s harsh tone of voice and the strength she uses to thrust his arms back wakens Mark out of his state of fervour for Nicola, and his first panicked thought is; ‘oh fuck, how the fuck am I going to explain this to Ray?’
Yet another lager down his neck, Ray is getting louder and louder, and still berating the girls, who he thinks hired Russell as a kiss-o-gram, “I can’t fucking believe you paid good money for a little boy to do a man’s job.”
None of the girls thought there was anything little about Russell at all; “so you could do better could you Ray?” asks Danielle. ”Yeah, show us!” demands Cindy.
As the next song on the CD kicks in, Ray stumbles semi-reluctantly into his own attempt at doing a strip. ‘What the fuck’ he thinks ‘I’ll just do a dance, get my top off, and they’ll see what a real man looks like.’
As he lurches clumsily about, Geri thinks ‘Mmm… he’s ever so drunk! And he’s a damn sight more fun than when he’s sober. Perhaps the party’s not over just yet after all.’
“Come on Ray! Get it off!” calls Danielle. Geri can barely believe it and asks Cindy if she thinks Ray will go ‘all the way - like Russell.'
As he tumbles hopelessly backwards in the direction of the huge sofa and a safe landing, Geri wonders if Ray’s cock would get hard just because he’s surrounded by the girls like Russell's did.
‘Either way, he nearly ruined poor Nicola's party, so I think it’s time we helped him make up' decides Geri, as Ray crumples into a heap.
A nudge to Cindy and they are both working on his shoes. “Whaaa?” is all Ray can muster, the restful sofa making him feel quite secure after the stresses of the day, what with his sister’s party and all.
As Danielle approaches, he tries his best to look aloof and cool, but the question she asks makes that almost impossible.
“You don’t mind if I take your trousers off do you Ray? I didn’t think you would.”
As the girl’s fingers work on his tricky belt buckle, Ray wonders where Nicola is. ‘What if she comes back in and sees me like this? She’ll lose all her respect for me.’
“Okay girls, wait! That’s enough!” He tries to stop them, not too loudly in case it attracts his step sister’s attention, wherever she is.
With a phenomenal pull Cindy and Geri tear his trousers off. Ray can’t stop thinking about what Nicola would say if she saw him like this. He resolves to get up and retrieve his trousers.
“Look, I’m in charge here, pass me those trousers now” he orders ineffectively.
”Let’s get his undies off!” cries Cindy.
Terrified as he is of being seen by Nicola, the feeling of three pairs of hands pulling at his underpants is amazing. ‘They’re all going in slightly different directions, but they’re all still trying to get my draws off!’ he muses.
“I can see his cock I can see his cock!” cries a delighted Danielle.
Hopelessly confused about how he got in this situation, the slightly drunk Ray can only roll over to try and protect his modesty.
Ray closes his eyes, very comfortable in the warm flat on the plush upholstery, he momentarily forgets about the girls and wonders if now would be a good time for a little drunken nap.
Cindy can hardly contain herself when she sees his muscular arse thrusting toward her though; she just wants to climb on to him, sit on him, ride him like a horse.
‘What’s stopping you?’ she thinks, ‘he’s practically out of it’ she pulls on his hair, lurching his head back. Ray delivers a sharp yelp, revealing that he isn’t out of it at all.
“Make him yelp again!” calls Geri, passing Cindy his belt. “Go on, whip him like a horse.”
Squeezing tight with her thighs, Geri delivers an expert whack to his pale arse.
The girls laugh and cheer as she brings the leather belt down again, making Ray screech out loud as the smarting sets in.
Nicola’s bossy older step brother has all but ruined her 21st birthday party. He came home early with his mate Mark, and threatened to beat up Kirsty’s gorgeous boyfriend Russell just because he had done a strip. To make matters worse Russell was thrown out, and dumb Ray even suggested the party could then carry on as normal! But now that the drunk boys have been stripped naked by the angry girls, their cocks and arses unwillingly put on show for them. It looks like Nicola and her friends are going to have a fun party after all.
Mark’s legs quiver and his arms ache as Kirsty holds them up. He daren’t make too much noise in case anyone hears ‘I don’t want anyone else to see me like this’ he worries.
Nicola finds what she was rooting through her bag of gifts for and in one swift motion...
...she brings the paddle swiftly round until it ricochets off Mark’s bare arse.
If the ball gag wasn’t in so tightly, Mark would have swallowed it with shock.
The pain shoots round his lower back as if someone was digging into his arse with a sharpened fork.
“Two!” announces Nicola as the paddle lands smartly across his cheeks again.
Trying to bring his rapidly tiring arms down is greeted with Kirsty telling him: “Keep your fucking arms up you stupid little shit, or we’ll get Ray and tell him you were trying to shag his step sister. He’d batter you senseless.”
His eyes close as the paddle lands again, harder than ever, “seven!” shouts Nicola proudly, as she really starts to get into the swing of it.
The harsh wooden ball gag seriously impedes his swallowing ability, and a bubbly gurgling sound fills the space in between Nicola’s whacks and counts.
“Ruin my mate’s party would you?” Kirsty spits her words out as the paddle lands in rapid succession on Mark's increasingly tender arse.
Each time the paddle lands Mark feels more foolish, more exposed, and more ashamed of himself.
Nicola lets out a guttural sound with the effort of the next smack, “fifteen! Phew!” she declares, exhilarated with the effort.
“Hang on though, something’s wrong here.” She stops and Mark feels a kind of momentary relief as the localised pain of the last whack dissipates itself about his arse cheeks.
“Let’s get that thing out of his mouth. I want to hear him scream.”
Mark gasps as he gulps air down his throat, and he struggles to start begging the girls to let him go.
Totally ignoring his protestations, Nicola has a massive swing at his arse with her new toy and Mark’s resulting yelp delights her.
Horrified by his own noise, hoping it didn’t alert anyone else, he grits his teeth and tries hard to internalise his pain.
“You little toe rag, it’s YOU who should have fucked off and let us get on with the party, not Russell” Kirsty is more furious with him than ever, and eggs on her friend, “go on Nicola, I don’t want him to be able to sit down for a week.”
Nicola’s strong right arm brings the paddle crashing down again and Mark's rump throbs as a burn spreads over it.
He keeps his eyes closed, unable to look at Kirsty. He lets out a grunt as Nicola, who lost count at 25, fires off a rapid volley of shots with the paddle, as if she was playing ping pong and his arse was the ball.
As the next stroke stings his buttocks, Mark moves toward the bed, wishing he could curl up in a ball on it.
“Get back there” snarls Kirsty, digging her nails into his hands. “Aiiiiiii!” screeches Mark as the paddle lands on the most tender area of his arse two times on the run.
“Bitch…” mumbles Mark half-heartedly, realising as he speaks that he might well quickly regret it.
“You think I’m a bitch do you?” The second or two Nicola pauses seems like eternity, and then…
...Nicola takes her athletic arm all the way back...
…and brings the paddle down on Marks’s quivering arse.
SMACK!
“You stupid cheeky bastard.” CRACK! But as Nicola raises the paddle again, the door flies open.
“I can see you’re having as much fun as we are!” Nicola is keen to find out what Danielle means.
“Yeah, we’ve been trying out my new paddle on him. He was about to start crying like a baby, I’m certain! What’s going on upstairs then?” Mark tries hard to think himself somewhere else, that this isn’t happening to him at all.
As Danielle’s peels of laughter fill the room, his eyes flicker into life, but Mark keeps his head down...
...his gaze resting on his own limp cock.
As Nicola fills her in on more details of the fun she and Kirsty are having with the naked boy, Danielle’s eyes scan his muscular physique, hovering over his bruised and reddened behind.
“Phwoar, and I thought Russell had a gorgeous arse.” Her mouth waters at the sight.
Danielle excitedly chatters about how hard-nosed Ray is now being ridden naked around the floor by Cindy. As she does, a smile spreads across Kirsty’s lips as she speaks...
"Do you still have those skater's knee pads Nicky?"
“I can see what you’re thinking!” giggles Danielle excitedly. Mark’s head droops sadly earthwards again, as his sore arse warms and an extraordinarily unpleasant tenderness sets in.
”OI!” Kirsty brings Mark back to reality with a sharp yank on his arms and a screeched phrase into his face. “Get on your knees Mark, you have to carry me upstairs on your back.”
Upstairs Ray is plodding gamely round the hardwood floor, but each movement sends a crippling pain through his knees.
The heat from Cindy’s hot pussy as it presses on his back would turn him on like hell normally, but the pressure of her extra weight is crushing each knee every time he moves. Sweat runs down the crack of his arse.
Mark mounts the stairs unsteadily as he worries: ‘what is Ray going to say when he sees me naked near his sister?’ Kirsty becomes heavier and he feels more pathetic with each step. He wishes he could put her down, but daren’t do anything to give her and the others an opportunity to punish him again.
Seeing Ray nude, and on all fours with a pained expression on his face, Mark feels an immense sense of relief ‘at least it looks like we’re in this together’ he thinks.
But his relief, as Kirsty shoves him to his knees and Ray avoids making eye contact with him, is short lived. “You might want to put these knee pads on your horsey. We wouldn’t want Kirsty to have an unfair advantage now would we?” says Nicola.
While Cindy straps up his knees, Kirsty wraps the ball gag uncomfortably round Ray's face, the ball clacking against his teeth painfully as she does so.
Danielle has an idea to liven things up for Nicola’s party even more. Spotting Ray’s jeans, she grabs them. Her heart pumps as she rifles the still-warm pockets.
‘Ah ha! This will do nicely’ she thinks, then makes her pronouncement…
“Girls, let’s race them properly! Round the sofa until they're exhausted. The winning jockey gets this money, which is, errr... Ooo! The grand total of £40!"
While Mark was on the receiving end of Nicola’s new paddle, super-bossy Ray has been playing horsey, the girls forcing him to crawl about on his hands and knees.Carrying Kirsty upstairs on his shoulders has left Mark, his reddened bottom still stinging, with barely enough energy to move. But now he's in for a nasty surprise as the girls have a great idea - "Let's race them!"
“On your knees horse!” A queasy nauseating feeling hits Mark as he kneels on the hardwood floor. “On your marks! Ready!” continues Danielle.
“Steady!” As Kirsty lowers herself on to him he fears his back is going to snap, and his arms tremble with the sheer effort of stopping himself from collapsing.
”GO!” Mark agonisingly tries to lift his left arm while Kirsty joyfully bounces up and down on him to get him to move. Cindy whacks Ray's backside with the riding crop and he crawls forward. The watching girls gasp with excitement.
“Grrr! Come ON horsey!”. With no whip and completely oblivious to his pain, Kirsty continues bouncing on Mark, squeezing him with her legs and kicking his exposed thighs.
With his smarting rear-end a constant reminder Mark makes himself lift his arms and knees to crawl forward but every inch is a major effort.
He struggles to lift his head only to see Cindy with her legs up, the burden of her entire weight being carried by Ray. She belts him with the crop to goad him forward.
The girls holler and cheer the jockeys. "Move! You're useless horses. Call this a race?!"
Ray feels his chest tighten in a fashion he’s not at all accustomed to. The crack of the whip on his arse reminds him that he has to shuffle along round the bend, and past his sister. For a moment he almost starts to cry.
‘How will I ever be able to look her in the face again after this?’ he thinks, his teeth firing off bullets of pain as he has no option but to bite hard on the hardwood ball filling his mouth.
“Move you lazy bag of shit!” cries Kirsty, right in front of the crowd, one or two of whom are beginning to have tears of laughter. The sound of the four girls laughing in unison at him adds to Mark's discomfort as his straining muscles start to cramp.
Comfortably perched on Ray’s strong back, Cindy’s thighs caress him, gripping his torso rhythmically as if she was on a real horse, she enjoys the feeling of his warm hard body as it writhes beneath her. She can hear Mark panting desperately behind her.
Ray’s mind is focused solely on doing this properly, he can’t think of anything else. ‘Just keep going Ray, come on, it’s no worse than a cross-country run in full kit…’ he tells himself, fully aware this is MUCH worse than anything he’s endured in the Marines.
Behind him Mark tries to shut out the pitiless laughter of the girls. His head is starting to throb almost in time with his increasing heart rate as Kirsty bounces up and down relentlessly on his back.
“Come on you slow fucker, move it!” CRACK! Cindy wields the whip across the hind quarters of her mount again.
He scurries past the girls his face perceptibly heating up as he does so. Thirsty now, his mouth feels like it’s attaching itself to the dry, hard ball gag. Ray begins to feel like wretching.
As Kirsty’s jeans rub roughly on his skin bristles of pain, like little bolts of lightening, shoot from Marks’s lower back.
Cindy is determined that Kirsty won't pass her and beats Ray ferociously.
Mark feels a migraine-like tightness developing in his head as if he had the worst hangover in history, and the longer the ridiculous race goes on, the worse it seems to get.
His legs are becoming more reluctant to cooperate; he almost has to drag them after himself now, his joints seizing up, every move involving more and more effort.
But as the poor boys struggle ever onward the spectacle looks more and more absurd to their audience. Danielle blows a party horn and then bursts out laughing.
The girls look down at the once proud boys sweating and struggling under the weight of their jockeys.
A howl of laughter comes from Danielle as she rejoices at the site of her friends making the naked boys behave like complete and utter fools.
“These horses are rubbish!” shouts Nicola feverishly “I want to see steam coming off you! Get a move on!”
Cindy rakes her nails hard across Ray’s shoulder blades and, just like a beast of burden, he draws in a sharp breath through his nostrils. The ball gag obstructs breathing through his mouth and Ray has to fight off the kind of panic he has only ever felt when in danger of drowning.
Some of the stink from Ray’s sweating armpits hits him, and as Cindy jumps up and down on his back, his spine creaks. ‘If only I didn’t have this gag in…’ he wishes.
“Let’s make them go round 100 times!” Nicola shouts out excitedly. She has never seen anything as funny as her brother and his best mate crawling naked around their living room, their bare bottoms, cocks and balls wiggling by.
Mark's testicles are beginning to ache as they swing from side to side, knocked as they are by his own thighs. Kirsty neither knows nor cares about Mark's agony. She is beside herself with anger at his weak effort.
"Get a fucking move on Mark you useless shit. Move!" she shouts as she sees Ray panting desperately in front of her.
Although Ray is red-faced & fit to drop, Cindy furiously beats out the last bit of effort from him. His poor hands covered in dirt and blisters, his punished knees almost broken under the strain.
Mark is almost ready to collapse and burst into tears but Nicola won't let him give her brother an easier time and belts him across the back of the head as he passes her.
Ray snorts as he frantically draws air through his nose as best he can. Although physically fit every muscle of his body aches with the exertion.
Kirsty occasionally yanks on the leash tightly around Mark's neck as if she is training a bad dog. She loves the way he throws his head back each time she does it, and watches how he tenses his muscles just in case she chooses to do it again.
Cindy wriggles and writhes on Ray’s broad back, the whooping and hollering from the girls reaching a cacophony. Danielle toots repeatedly on her party horn, the excited girls thriving off every bit of humiliation the boys endure.
“Well done Kirsty and Cindy. Last few times around!” shouts Nicola. The words echo through Mark’s head but as he is delirious with exhaustion he can’t work out exactly what they mean.
But Ray's strength is virtually gone and he almost collapses as Cindy bounces on top of him. Lifting one leg she kicks at him with the heel of her boot, much to the joy of his sister Nicola.
The combination of kicks and a beating from the crop has the desired effect and Ray bolts forward with Kirsty in fits of giggles behind from seeing Cindy's viciousness.
“We'll parade your horse around the winner's enclosure Cindy if you win." jokes Nicola as Cindy wickedly belts Ray's vulnerable dangling balls with the tip of the crop.
Despite the ball-gag Ray yelps in pain and he squeezes his eyes shut but this just adds to the audience's fun.
He powers off, his strong arms a blur, his hands and knees thudding on the floor, desperate as he is to reclaim whatever may be left of his dignity.
But his last show of strength only convinces Cindy that he has more left in him. “Move your fat arse you stinking lazy beast! I'm going to win this if it kills you” she cries and the whip flies through the air again, landing on his rump with a crackle.
“Fucking move your butt, you shit head!” The more he hears Ray take the insults from the slight girl astride him, the nearer the totally dispirited Mark gets to collapsing once and for all.
Pulling a reserve of energy from the very depths of his body, Ray accelerates quickly enough to send the girls into spasms of laughter and cheers. “The winner!” shouts Danielle as Cindy crosses an imaginary finish line.
“You’re getting across that finish line if I have to kick you over it, loser!” Mark is hyperventilating so much he can barely hear Kirsty.
The panting Ray grunts, almost ready to pass out flat on the floor, but Cindy doesn't care a bit of it. She is thrilled with her victory and looks around excitedly at Kirsty coming up behind.
Kirsty meanwhile is furious. The broken Mark is ready to drop dead. Kirsty spits venom as she dismounts. “Fucking get up you tosser.”
Mark can barely stand as his head is spinning and he is about to throw up. He barely notices Kirsty's hand fly toward his face. “You’re a lazy, bone-idle shit!”she shouts.
The gasps of the other girls as they watch Mark take a hard slap doesn’t drown the crack as her hand almost takes off the right side of Mark’s face.
Mark's right ear is left ringing. He momentarily loses it completely, and lets out a huge uncontrolled sob much to Kirsty's delight.
The girls burst out laughing hysterically at Mark, so delighted are they to see Ray's big-headed mate – the mate who threw Russell out as well – show his true colours. The girls then decide what fate befits useless horses...
Nicola and her friends are having a fantastic time at her party, despite Ray and Mark’s earlier attempts to wreck it. Ray is devastated to be made such a show of in front of his younger sister, and his mate Mark - who isn’t as fit as Royal Marine Ray - is physically exhausted, his arse throbbing where Kirsty has whacked it and whipped it.The girls have made him lie down on the sofa, so poor shattered Mark thinks he’s going to be getting a rest. Not a chance…
Collapsed and exhausted on the sofa, Mark is oblivious to the fact he’s suddenly in the girl’s way.
“Let’s see if the tosser makes a better sofa cushion than he does a horse” says Kirsty.
Mark can barely move his legs, his knees sore and painful after the race, his arse pulsating still where he was whacked with Nicola’s paddle.
“Gently does it girls! We don’t want to wake sleeping beauty!” Geri looks scornfully at Mark, sneering as she speaks.
“Hey! Your legs aren’t very comfortable Mark! Hang on, no, that’s a bit better.” Geri makes herself at home on Mark’s lower body. ‘They’re going to fucking suffocate him’ worries Ray.
The girls bottoms and their full weight on Mark's tender rear send a jolt of pain through him as if he was being spanked all over again.
The exhausted boy is flattened as the girls lift their legs from the floor thus making Mark endure their total weight.
“Arrrgh! I… can’t… breath!”
“Fucking shut it! The next part of our entertainment is about to start.” Kirsty looks over to Danielle, Ray, and Fern, winking as she does so.
“Mmm… he is quite comfy to sit on” says Kirsty, wriggling her arse into him.
Ray is coldly ordered to remove the kneepads. The girls aren't going to make this any easier for him.
His sweaty fingers struggle with the straps, his shaking hands aren’t helping either.
‘Get on your knees!"
“Right, do you know what you’ve got to do?” asks Danielle as Ray hops back into place. “We want to see you wank. You should be good at that, you've had plenty of practice according to Nicola!"
"Off you go then, get a move on!”
“Rub it properly, show us what it is you get up to all the time.”
As Mark realises what Ray is being made to do, he feels pain in his lungs as they struggle to extract enough oxygen from the tiny amount of air he can squeeze into them. He tries hard to move, somehow find a more endurable position…
…but the girls are all relaxing, their combined weight pinning him to the sofa so tightly.
It’s hopeless, he can’t budge. Mark lies prostrate, struggling for breath. In his near stupor he realises he can feel Nicola’s bare legs across his, and can even feel the material of Cindy’s panties against his skin, and compare it to the tortuous abrasion of Kirsty’s jeans.
“LOOK what a fucking WANKER Ray is!” shouts Kirsty, yanking the chain attached to Mark’s neck as she does. The other girls giggle lightly. Ray only hears Nicola though, her laughter shriller, sharper, and louder than all the others.
The moments Mark spends concentrating on the sensation of the girl’s buttocks pressing down on him, the bare female skin touching his, take a heavy toll on him. He starts to get an erection. His cock is trapped beneath him, impossibly and painfully struggling to grow.
Ray’s hand works feverishly at his cock. The two friends of Nicola’s mauling him, their hands all over his lower body.
“Don't you have to have a BIGGER dick if you’re in the Marines?” The girls laugh, delighted at Danielle’s joke. The loudest laugh is once again unmistakable to Ray’s ears, it’s his sister, Nicola.
Biting his lip to help fight back the tears of shame; Ray feels his face redden and his stomach turnover with a lurch, as if he had just driven too quickly over a humpbacked bridge.
"Can't you get a bigger hard-on than THAT?!" calls Kirsty disappointedly. Ray can’t do anything about the size of his cock, except shut out the reality surrounding him, and try to concentrate on the touch of the two girls by his side.
But Nicola is still laughing at him, watching him wank for her and her friends.
“Can you see you gobshite? You never know, you might pick up some wanking tips” Suggests Kirsty to Mark as she wriggles around on him. Mark strains to obey her and can just make out the most pitiful sight he has ever seen.
Despite the presence of his sister, Ray’s cock responds to the soft touches of the two girls as they stroke and pull at the fleshy parts round his thighs and genitals.
'Aren’t his legs hard and muscular?' thinks Danielle, her hand moving toward his testicles.
Danielle coldly gazes at the fool between her and Fern, loving every moment of his debasement.
Ray is sweating profusely now, his arms shaking, exhausted by the race, his head is swimming in the certain knowledge his sister is sat just a few feet away, watching and laughing while he wanks.
Kirsty heaves hard on the chain to keep Mark in check.
Ray’s hands tease and stimulate his dick. It's too late for him to stop now as his potent genitals need and want to come.
His body is alive as he sees every pair of female eyes on him. Geri and Cindy are hypnotized by the rocking motion Ray has started.
Mark is trying to think of anything other than the arses thrusting themselves excitedly into him, his hardening cock pointing downwards and being pushed painfully into the sofa beneath.
Silence descends on the room to leave just Ray’s panting.
Totally crushed by the weight of the four girls, Mark’s cock aches and his balls throb as Cindy shifts her weight about clumsily on top of him.
But the girls sitting on him couldn't care any less, wrapped up as they are in the sight of Ray demeaning himself as every second passes.
Mark desperately looks for something to say, something to do, any possible route out of this nightmare, as he fights off the dizziness. His face goes from hot to cold and he can feel his pulse in his neck.
The sharp jolt hits his neck like an electric shock, and he quickly realises that there’s no way out, not for him, not yet.
Danielle casually fingers Ray's scrotum, his balls full of hot sperm eager for release.
Danielle and Fern admire his bull-like balls and imagine that they must be absolutely laden with spunk. The naked Marine in front of them must be so utterly desperate to ejaculate infront of them he can think of nothing else.
Kirsty’s eyes widen as she looks at the hated Ray tugging over and over on his pathetic little penis. She carelessly yanks hard on the leash excitedly. Mark has no choice than to endure it.
Mark has had his clothes taken from him and been reduced to the role of a sofa for the girls to sit on. Comfortably perched on top of him they are captivated watching Danielle and Fern working on the belittled Ray.Naked, beaten and ridden around the living room, Ray is paying the price for disrupting Nicola’s party. Now he finds himself kneeling infront of his sister and her friends pulling on his penis like a grubby little boy and not the proud marine that he is...
The two girls are thoroughly enjoying touching and groping Ray. As every inch of his naked body is stroked and teased he shivers as his cock is fit to burst.
Just a short while ago Ray was angrily guarding against anything sexual happening at his sister's party and here he is putting on a vulgar display of masturbation. Cindy bites her bottom lip as she and Kirsty lustfully gaze upon Ray's debasement.
His body burning as he feels five feminine pairs of eyes and two pairs of hands on him. The sheer sordidness he feels about what he is doing contorts his face... ...but he cannot stop.
He can smell Danielle and Fern as they crowd him. Their hair, their rapid lusty breaths, and their perfume. And as he wallows in this sensation he is also aware of something else...
…his sister is just a few feet away. The filthy thought of what he is doing should crush him but instead he tightens his grip on his cock and continues to beat-off frantically.
For a slip second, as he imagines how he must look to his sister and her friends, his cock-head comes alive and his balls rise in readiness, aching with fuck-hunger.
Geri, Cindy and Kirsty watch mesmerized. ‘I’m going to make sure Russell and all my boys wank for me and my friends all the time from now on’ thinks Kirsty.
And as the girls stare at the young Marine's hard pink penis bobbing up and down it blossoms with the attention.
Then without warning the muscular young man violently cries out - “Unnnnnghhhhh!” much to the girls' amusement.
A tingle runs through Cindy as she watches the hot white goo pump over and over from Ray’s tormented cock. Kirsty feels like she could melt as she watches his hips thrusting forward fucking the air, his head flung backwards.
Ray continues pulling on his soaking spunk covered cock, desperate as he is to milk every last drop of pleasure from the poor tormented thing. As he does so he is conscious how foolish and pathetic he must look to his audience.
Without giving Ray a moment to regain any dignity Kirsty cheerfully shouts "All change time" and then "Come on, swap places you two fuckers.”
In a moment Ray is face down on the hot, damp sofa, his sperm drenched cock pressing awkwardly into the cushions by the weight of the girls bottoms on top of him. He closes his eyes and can hear his sister talking.
"Now Mark, wrap your hands around that pathetic worm between your legs and do what I know you boys do best. And you'd better make a good job of it unless you want toasted fingers to match that scorched behind of yours!"
Frightened of taking another beating, this time across his fingers, Mark obeys Nicola's order immediately.
He's relieved that his erect penis is no longer bent out of shape from being crushed against the sofa.
Now that Nicola is in charge Mark will masturbate openly and for the pleasure of the girls with the knowledge it is on her orders.
But Nicola senses that Mark is possibly enjoying himself and adds fiendishly; "you'd better shoot your muck further than my useless brother...
...or we'll beat your arse again so hard you won't be able to sit down for a week."
Mark sweats as he furiously wanks his cock petrified by Nicola's threat.
The poor boy's head spins as he recalls being stripped naked, beaten, raced, crushed and humiliated by the girls, and now here he is beating off in front of them.
"Go on Mark, shoot that useless filth of yours right on to the floor. Do it!" orders Nicola.
“Come on you useless shit, show us which one of you is the biggest wanker” she adds.
Danielle laughs at Nicola's wickedness and just then Mark's rampant balls begin to lose the fight.
Cindy watches as Mark's body goes into orgasmic spasms.
He bucks and writhes, but tries with all his might to hold back his come so that when he finally lets go it'll be propelled across the floor and hopefully satisfy the girls.
Mark's naked body squirms under pressure to hold back his orgasm and save him from a thrashing.
He bends double but does not shoot, desperate as he is to delay ejaculating.
Danielle quickly glances at Nicola, her evil threat to Mark making him now resemble a bucking bronco.
Nicola reaches to stroke Mark's chest, she'll get that come out of him and she'll be in his mind when he shoots.
But Mark's mind is in a mess, driven mad fighting the desire to come right there.
Finally the women's hands arousing and teasing him get the better of him.
“Oh fucking hell, here it comes” is all he can think.
The silence of the room is broken by the sound of Mark's sperm splashing on to the floor.
Mark lets out a little sigh as his cock and balls experience the exquisite ache of release from their torment.
Some of the girls gasp at the bizarre sight of a man they have punished and degraded being made to sexually humble himself so openly.
Nicola looks up into his eyes. She drinks in the sight of this man she has made totally at her mercy.
Looking down at the puddle of sperm wasted on the floor Mark turns red with shame. But as well as that there is the fear... ...the fear of what the girls will do with him now.
Almost smothered then made to wank themselves for the girl’s pleasure, Ray and Mark regret ever returning to Nicola’s party. The room smells of fresh spunk now, and the girls are buzzing with excitement, as Danielle fetches Nicola’s cake from the kitchen and breaks open the Champagne. They won’t be sharing any with the boys, but Ray and Mark must stay where they are for now – they still have their uses.
Ray‘s empty balls hang pathetically low as he stays where the girls told him to, his arse fully exposed to them.
Danielle lights the candles while Nicola steadies her birthday cake – it’s in a precarious position.
Mark can barely keep himself from collapsing to the floor, the pain from his battered knees, and the heavy cake balanced awkwardly on his spine.
Geri tugs distractedly at the lead, making it almost impossible for Mark to stay still. Danielle pushes at him irritatingly with her knees as if she were repositioning a coffee table.
“I’m getting a knife.” Danielle starts to stand up.
Everyone worries about exactly what she intends to do with it.
“I only want to cut the cake” she says when she sees the other girl’s faces.
“We have to light all the candles first!” Geri points out.
“Is everybody ready to raise their glasses?” asks Danielle.
“Here’s to Nicola on her 21st birthday. Let’s hope she has many more of them!”
Nicola absent-mindedly pushes the cake back and forth, making it grind roughly on Mark’s spine.
“Three, two, one…” and Nicola blows out the candles, giving Mark a spray of hot wax across his back.
Mark clenches his fists together and tries hard to bottle up the soreness and discomfort.
The scent of his own come, still splattered over the floor hits him, and Mark feels humiliated and nauseous.
Making herself comfy, Kirsty repositions her feet and her heels dig into Ray’s back.
Danielle relights the candles, as when she blew them out just now, Nicola forgot something.
“Be sure to make a wish this time!” reminds Fern.
“I’d wish for this party to last forever!” suggests Cindy.
All the girls agree about that.
Ray prepares himself for another spraying of hot wax.
The weight of the collar and lead feels like an anchor to Mark, pinning him to the floor. His back aches angrily at the effort of mainting the position he's been put in.
Ray feels sweat trickle down the inside of his thighs. As Kirsty shifts her weight her legs bang down on him carelessly.
“I’ll take the cake into the kitchen - gosh it’s heavy!” says Nicola as she lets it fall back down on to Mark’s shoulders.
“Oh! Did you make a wish?” asks Danielle.
“Of course! I can’t tell you what it was though, but we’ve all the ingredients here to make it come true.” She kicks the back of Mark’s legs as she speaks.
“Hey! Why don’t we keep these two useless donkeys? You know, in case we need anywhere extra to sit!” suggests Cindy.
“We could ride them places too! Naked of course. Nicola, do you think we could use Ray’s room as a ‘stables’ for them? He won’t be needing it now.”
As the girls continue to party, while at the same time as working on their plan to keep Ray and Mark as their naked playthings, the boys hang their heads, and simultaneously wish they’d never left the pub.
