Odalisque
Thirty-eight
“THAT’S IT!” I announced. “I’m exhausted. And you must be, too. It’s five o’clock. There’s no reason to dress for dinner.”
Everyone laughed and we kept partying, bringing soft drinks, cold-cuts, bread, and soup from the kitchen. For the first time I really changed my perspective from artist to horny college kid and saw the party for the near orgy that it was. Twelve perfectly luscious girls. When I undressed them, I seduced them in a way. Posing people and sketching as fast as I could for nine hours was hard work. I really wanted to enjoy some of the guests that I didn’t usually spend time naked with.
“So, June,” I said as I settled next to her on the daybed. She’d pretty much claimed it as her place since the sketch I’d done of her there. “What’s Rick going to think of all this decadence?”
“It’s going to be too late when he finds out,” June giggled. “I think Rick is going to find a new girlfriend. And not introduce her to you.”
“Are you okay with that?” I asked. I was genuinely concerned.
“Rick was the first boy I met when I came here to school,” June said. “It’s been nice, but I need to find a nice Korean boy. Rick’s parents hate me. We went separate ways over the break.”
“I’m sorry to hear that. I like Rick.”
“Yeah. Me too. But that’s life.”
I wandered over to Amanda who was standing by my easel flipping through all the sketches I’d done.
“What do you think?” I asked.
“I think I’ve decided that being an artist is just as important a career as being a doctor,” Amanda said. “You’ve really convinced me.”
“I wasn’t really trying to,” I said.
“I know. But working with you and Bree last term and participating in this little party has helped me realize what a real stuck-up priss I’ve been. I’ve gotta get out more. And…” she paused and looked up at me. She was seated on my stool and I stood behind her. She reached for my hands and pulled them down to her breasts. “For the next few weeks, every time I masturbate, I’ll think about how you described my body and touched me in front of the mirror. Thank you.”
“I like you, Amanda,” I said. “You’ll always be welcome here. Doctors are important, too.”
We laughed and I found Rio sitting on the air mattress with Justin, Amy, Wendy, and Bree. I put my arm around her as I sat down and gave her a gentle squeeze.
“Well, was it all you hoped for when you came up with the idea at Halloween?” I asked.
“It was fun and sexy, so yes…” she started.
“Yes? But?” I prompted.
“Well, I was hoping to get better acquainted with this,” she said, reaching over and grabbing my cock. I hadn’t actually been quite erect before. Her move threw me off-balance and lacking the ability to do anything else, I gave her butt a smack.
“Hey, no touching,” I said. Whatever response I was expecting, it wasn’t what I got. She did let go of my cock, but she thrust herself forward onto her hands and knees.
“I knew you’d want to spank me. Again!” she said breathlessly.
“No!” I said. She collapsed back.
“Ohh. Sadist!” she spat at me.
I extracted myself and left Rio to be lectured by Wendy and Bree, who lit into the poor girl and both offered to pick up the spanking where I’d left off. That conversation was degenerating rapidly.
I looked around the room and found Whitney standing with Lissa on the stairs. That was a nice pose, too. I was thinking I might want to sketch that, but I was really too beat right now. Whitney has two inches of height on Lissa and never took off her spindly high heels, so her legs and ass were lifted and shaped. Lissa stood on the next step up so they could look at each other eye-to-eye. Whitney is thin and might weigh less than Lissa in spite of the height difference. She has tiny breasts with prominent nipples. Her skin is darker and her black hair contrasted sharply with Lissa’s yellow blonde. I stood just below them.
“I’ve finally found the valley of the Amazons,” I laughed.
“No, not yet,” Whitney said in her soft Louisiana accent. “Step down another step and you’ll be closer to the valley.” I was already at eye-level with her tits, so if I stepped down, there was only one more valley I could think of.
“It looks to me like your seduction is going rather well,” I laughed.
“Yes,” they both answered, smiling at each other.
“Oh. I see,” I said. “Maybe I should just let you get on with it.” I started down the stairs, but Lissa caught my arm and pulled me up.
“Don’t worry, love,” she said. “We plan to include you.” She leaned in to kiss me and I felt Whitney join the fray as well. She pulled my hand to her waist and then pushed it down onto her butt. “Whitney has some creative ideas about what the two of us could do with you,” Lissa giggled. When she spoke, I realized it was only Whitney’s tongue invading my mouth. I let her for a few more moments while I squeezed her firm butt cheek gently.
“Now are you interested in stepping down a step or two?” Whitney asked as she pulled her face away from mine.
“Um… not here… now…” I stumbled. Man! I was used to Melody manipulating situations and being bold, but not Lissa. Wow!
Everyone helped to clean up the mess, put away food, take Wendy’s mattress back to her bed, and do dishes. It seemed like we all stayed naked as long as possible, only pulling on the clothes necessary for our guests to make their escape. With the dishwasher running and the trash bagged and in the garage, those of us remaining were exhausted. We collapsed in the living room, the girls finally submitting to putting on T-shirts and panties and me in my typical sweats.
I held Kate and Wendy in my lap and they nestled lovingly against my shoulders, occasionally lifting their chins enough to plant a kiss on my cheek. On the sofa, Melody and Bree were cuddled against Lissa in much the same way. Bree? What was she still doing here?
“Uh, Bree?” I said. “Are you staying?”
“Is it okay, Tony?” she asked a little worried.
“Of course it’s okay,” Melody answered for me. “We invited you.”
“There you have it,” I said. “I was just the last to know. We can carpool to class in the morning.”
“Ugh. I suppose that means we’ll have to sleep tonight.”
Kate and Wendy got up and walked to the sofa pulling Bree and Melody away from Lissa. They got the message and in a second, Lissa had two cats cuddled on her lap, licking and kissing her face while she giggled and tickled them. Bree and Melody crawled into my lap and proceeded to give me the same treatment. For me, the response was more obvious, poking my sweats up between them.
“You were so mean to me today,” Bree said. “I thought I’d never be able to get naked like everyone else. It was embarrassing.”
“And then to make her stand there with props in her hand unable to move while you did undress her in front of everyone,” Melody said. “That was not only mean, it was incredibly sexy.”
“I could tell,” I laughed. “You were dripping.” The two leaned in to kiss me and I ran my hand up under their T-shirts to rub their backs. That caused a bit of squirming and did nothing to relax my hard-on.
“Lissa?” I asked. “Can we get six in the hot tub?”
“Mmm? Hot tub? I suppose. If we don’t put too much water in, don’t run the jets, and don’t mind being stacked on top of each other.”
“Oh. Does anyone mind being stacked on top of each other?”
The tub was fun with each of us squirming around to take time with each of the others. We ended up with three on the outside and three on the inside leaning back against us. There was a lot of caressing since the ban on touching didn’t apply to us any longer.
Each time I had a new girl in front of me, we had a very sexy kiss while I pretended to wash her. We sloshed water all over the place and ended up with more water on the floor than in the tub.
I had Bree in my arms and was gently pinching her nipples as we kissed when I felt Melody’s hand on mine. Bree and I looked over at her, afraid that we’d gone too far. Melody smiled and dragged my hand down Bree’s torso until she tucked it into Bree’s pussy. I felt the warm flood of juices from Bree as I worked my finger into her and rubbed her clit for the first time. Bree stiffened and looked frantically at Melody. Melody leaned close to us and whispered.
“It’s okay, Red,” she said. “You can come.”
It was as if the words released the floodgates and Bree shook in my arms as she whimpered out her orgasm. She pressed her lips against mine and I could taste the salt of her tears as we kissed. She finally gripped my hand to stop the motion of rubbing her. I could hear a collective sigh from everyone in the tub as we relaxed from Bree’s orgasm.
Getting six naked people into one king-size bed is a trick. I was right over on the edge and knew that if I wasn’t careful, I’d end up on the floor. The combinations were different than I anticipated. Melody lay mostly on top of Lissa on the opposite edge of the bed. Smack in the middle, Wendy and Bree held each other and were asleep almost before the lights were out. Kate was stretched out on top of me softly and lazily kissing me, keeping my aroused cock pressed tightly against her slit as she moved ever so slightly on top of it. One by one, we heard our lovers near us drift off into the deep even breathing of sleep. I was tired, but with Kate on top of me I wasn’t really sleepy.
She slipped out of bed and stood next to me, holding out her hand. I took it and went with her, out of the bedroom and back downstairs to her new queen-sized bed.
“Make love to me, darling?” she asked as she pulled me into the bed with her.
Yes.
I knew I was tired, aroused, and tense, but I hadn’t realized how stressed I’d been feeling. We didn’t feel a need to rush things and go to sleep or to delay our gratification. We simply let ourselves move together and when I came, Kate worked her way down my body to lick me back to hardness. Once I was seated back inside her, she let herself ride the waves of orgasm. We rolled over so I was on top of her and I pressed inside trying to feel and distinguish every nuance of her pussy.
“You’re so intense, baby,” she sighed. “I love the way you make me feel. What are you thinking?”
“I’m trying to memorize you again,” I said. “I want to memorize how you feel around my cock. I always want to remember the little gasp you make just before you come. I want to hear the whine when you start inhaling as it climbs. I want to remember the scent you release when you come that’s just a little stronger than it is before. I want to remember the taste of your tears when you are so moved by our coupling that you can’t contain it. There are just so many things to remember and hold in my heart, darling.”
“Oh, Tony. You make me feel so good. I’ll always be here if you need a reminder. Just because you remember doesn’t mean you can’t repeat it again.”
“Really, Kate? Will you really always be here?” I asked.
“I love you, Tony. Even if I’m a million miles away, I’ll still be here.”
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