Date: Fri, 12 Nov 1999 19:25:54 -0800 (PST) From: Selena Anders Subject: margaret-8 Margaret 08 Wednesday Evening Once on campus, Rachel directed me to a parking space near the women's dormitory, then helped me carry my kit inside. As we entered the building, a welcoming committee of two attractive young women met us to lead us to the party room, which turned out to be the second floor washroom! One was Helen, a lovely woman of Greek ancestry with a long deep-brown hair that hung in a mass of ringlets almost to her waist. The other was Trish, primly dressed in a tweed suit, but who had a ready laugh and shining bright red hair cut in a short page-boy style. They explained that as a cost cutting measure there was only one washroom for every three floors, with the result being that the washrooms were the biggest spaces in the dorm. As we entered, on the right was a row of toilet stalls. Strangely, there was a chain across them, with a sign that said 'Out of Order'. Opposite the entry door, a series of make-up mirrors were interspersed with tall narrow windows, and along the door wall was a counter with a row of sinks, including two professional hair washing basins, complete with reclining chairs just like in a beauty salon. In the middle of the room were a couple of vinyl couches facing each other with a coffee table between. The whole place was decorated with streamers and balloons and really looked very festive. Someone had written 'Bon Voyage Lisa' in red lipstick across the long mirror above the sinks, and a number of travel brochures were taped up around the room, extolling the virtues of a tropical island where Lisa was going on her honeymoon. Two other women were busy working on the décor, while one was putting bottles of wine into a sink full of ice. It was going to be a good party. One of the decorators, a diminutive platinum-blonde girl named Alicia, asked if they could complete the décor by putting lingerie up on the walls, using masking tape. Well, the lingerie was certainly colorful and pretty, so we got right to work. Soon the walls were festooned with sheer gowns and lace panties and satin bras. These women had decided that each of them would buy something for Lisa and an identical outfit for herself, so that each time Lisa put on hers she could remember how her friend looked in it. Since the hostess of an EROS party always receives a thank-you outfit, she would get one from me too. When everything was ready, Helen and Trish went off to get the guest of honour. Rachel opened a bottle of champagne with typical skill, so that full glasses would be ready when Lisa arrived. Soon Helen and Trish returned leading a blindfolded woman. She was tall, with short curly brown hair and an athletic figure. She was dressed simply, in a short wrap-around skirt and a burgundy leotard that was cut low both in back and in front. Her bra-less breasts filled that leotard out in a way that started my mouth watering. Helen steered her to the center of the room as we al held our champagne at the ready. Rachel held one out toward Lisa as Trish suddenly whipped the blindfold away from Lisa's eyes. "Bon Voyage, Lisa!" we all cried, as Lisa stared around in wonderment and accepted a glass of bubbly from Rachel. Helen, clearly in charge of things, spoke. "Lisa, there are seven of us, and so you must choose seven outfits from this collection and we will model them for you, so you have something to remember us by. But also remember to pick things your future husband will like!" Lisa was speechless, as she stared around at the lingerie taped to the walls. She pointed to a sheer black teddy and said, "I'm sure he'll like that one." Instantly Trish volunteered to model it. She pulled the teddy down from the wall, and disappeared into the shower area at the far end of the room. While Trish was away we got Lisa seated in one of the reclining chairs. When Trish returned, the sheer fabric of the teddy left little doubt that she was a natural redhead. The transformation from tweedy spinster to seductive tart was complete as she did a little dance for Lisa. She took Lisa's hand and placed it on the transparent fabric over her breast, then bent low to kiss her, long and full. Then Trish stood back and held a sexy pose as Helen urged Lisa to pick another outfit. At the urging of the other women, Lisa picked a few more outfits, and two of the women ran to the shower room to change. But Alicia announced that the shower would probably be too crowded, and proceeded to change right there in front of us. We all watched with interest as Alicia stepped out of her skirt and pulled her cashmere sweater up over her head. She was left standing in a gorgeous pink lace bra and panty set. The delicate pink color was perfect with her pale blonde hair, and her breasts filled out the B-cup bra perfectly. "Hold it!" cried Lisa, "Alicia, you look totally delicious. Come here and let me take a lick!" So Alicia walked over to the party girl, still clad in her underwear, and bent over to allow Lisa to lick and kiss at the lace of her bra. Lisa quickly tugged the lace aside with her teeth, and began to slurp at Alicia's erect pink nipples. The remaining women seemed to agree that there was little point in going to the shower area to change, and soon the counters were covered in discarded clothing, as everyone began to try on my lingerie. Wisps of lace and satin went on and came off of these lovely ladies' firm young bodies. They were eager to help each other change, and soon they were touching and caressing each others' bodies in the most intimate of ways. Lisa picked out a garter belt and hose set that she would like to see Alicia wear, and when Alicia modeled it for her she openly fondled the blonde girl's pussy. Donna, the most buxom of the ladies there, offered herself in a dark blue bra that pulled her tits up and together in a spectacular cleavage, along with the same color of open-crotch panties. This got her groped by Lisa's other hand, while they and Alicia indulged in a leisurely three-way kiss. Helen's olive skin was set off spectacularly in a pale green baby-doll with matching panties, while Rachel dressed in a white version of the teddy that looked so good on Trish. Finally, a curvy brunette named Sarah settled on a hot red bustier and panty set with half cups that supported her lovely breasts without hiding her generous pale-brown nipples. They all looked so lovely, and they all looked at me. I had been so busy helping them all get out of their clothes and into the lingerie that I had completely forgotten about myself! Fortunately I was prepared. Underneath my smart navy blazer and skirt was the shimmering vanishing swimsuit. I unzipped my skirt and let it fall to the floor, then peeled off the jacket. I turned a little bit this way and that to let the special fabric do its magic. Lisa reached out to me and I went to her. She clutched at my breasts and pulled me to her for a long game of tonsil teasing. When at last we broke our embrace Helen announced, "Ladies, as you all know, Margaret here is new to our group and is here to bring us these lovely undergarments. As you may not have guessed, each of you was invited to this little party because each of us has been one of Lisa's lovers! Some of you didn't know that I knew, but that's OK because Lisa loves each one of us, even if she is leaving us for a man. The only one of us who has not tasted Lisa's pussy is Margaret." Helen turned to me, "Margaret, as each of us can attest, Lisa has one of the sweetest pussies anywhere." At that, Trish and Donna leaned over and unwrapped Lisa's skirt, then unsnapped the crotch of her leotard, exposing delicious puffy pink lips with the hind of an erect clitoris peeking out. A deep, narrow canyon lay between those lips, and Helen urged, "Margaret, join us. Join the lovers of Lisa. Her pussy awaits." So I knelt between the legs of this bride-to-be and touched my tongue to the tip of her clitoris. She gasped and started to grind her hips to that I had to plunge my tongue deep into her slit just to maintain contact. I licked up and down in between the folds of her inner cunt lips, from her vagina just up to barely touch her clit. Lisa grasped my hair and pulled me to her, yelling, "Yes! Fuck me with your tongue!" So I did! I probed deep into the hot hole of her vagina, swirling my tongue around and reaching as far as it would go. She went berserk, as the other women held her down, caressing her tits and neck and thighs. Alicia, wearing garter belt and hose and nothing else, straddled Lisa's face so Lisa could slurp hungrily at her crotch. Lisa was getting wetter and wetter as I slipped two fingers inside her hot twat, and moved my tongue to flutter back and forth across her clit. Her cunt erupted, spewing pussy juice all over my hand and my chin, and I eagerly licked it all up. I moved back to continue the tongue-lashing I was giving her clit, but she begged me to stop for a moment for her to catch her breath. We all sat back and were having another round of champagne when Helen, our chief party conspirator and Mistress of Ceremonies began another one of her speeches. "Ladies, a few of you may remember a night last year in Donna's room when we were talking about our kinkiest fantasies. Well, I wasn't as drunk as you thought, and I took notes. Tonight I propose that we fulfill Lisa's kinkiest fantasy!" We all regarded Lisa as a look of horrified fascination came over her face. "You wouldn't..." she said. "Just say the word, and we won't." Helen replied. "Well, I'll leave myself in your hands." Most of us looked at each other in confusion at this cryptic conversation, until Helen told us, "For the next part of the party we all have to be completely naked, and it has to happen in the shower." In a flash we pulled each other's skimpy lingerie off, and Lisa's leotard too. We half led her, half carried her into the long shower room where we laid her down on a white plastic lawn chair someone had put there. It was adjusted so that Lisa laid back almost horizontal. Helen passed around a plastic squeeze bottle full of expensive massage oil, and told us all to start working on Lisa's firm athletic body. We knelt down all around her and soon Lisa was moaning from pleasure as fourteen hands massaged her from head to toe. I worked mostly on her left arm and breast, but I could easily reach her other nipple and pussy. Hand after hand delved into Lisa's relaxed and gaping cunt, as soft slippery fingers played with her clit. Soon Lisa was crying out in pleasure as we discovered that the massage oil was edible and tasty. More than once I leaned forward to suck the oil from her nipples before applying more. Lisa was clearly totally turned on, when Helen moved to straddle her body, standing above her breasts. The rest of us continued to massage Lisa as Helen squatted slightly, and suddenly a golden flow sprang from between Helen's legs. "Oooohh!" cried Lisa in ecstasy as Helen's pee splashed across my fingers which were teasing Lisa's nipple. "Ooooohhh!" she wailed as Helen shifted a bit so her urine spattered against Lisa's unattended breast. "Yes! Do it! Piss on me!" And suddenly we all understood the mystery of Lisa's kinky fantasy. Donna was next, and she squatted low over Lisa's flat muscular belly, and unleashed a torrent of urine. Alicia, who had been gently massaging Lisa's face and temples, stood over the mouth of the bride-to-be and a pale yellow stream began to flow. Lisa eagerly opened her mouth and lapped at that pee, but some escaped and dribbled out the sides of her mouth and down her neck. Lisa was going crazy as the rest of us did not stop playing with her tits and cunt while her wildest dream was realized. "Piss on my clit!" she cried, and in an instant little red-haired Trish withdrew three fingers from Lisa's vagina to stand over her hips. The first flow of Trish's pee missed its mark, but she quickly adjusted her position and was pissing right on Lisa's clit, as Helen and I held her pussy lips wide to expose that little pink morsel. I got up and swung a leg over Lisa's recumbent body, and facing Trish, I embraced her with a long horny kiss as I urinated on Lisa's lovely tits. Finally, little Rachel stood where Alicia had been, and added her golden flow on Lisa's face, so that our bride's pussy, tits and mouth were receiving a golden shower at the same time. Lisa had been in a continuous cum since Helen's first drop of pee has splashed against her nipple, and was totally exhausted. The rest of us were laughing and giggling and wondering what had come over us. Then Donna turned on the showers an quickly adjusted them to a comfortable warmth, and we all crowded under the spray, soaping each other and groping each other in an orgy of playing with each other's bodies. We shampooed the piss out of each other's hair, where it had splashed on our heads and our pussies. We kissed and fondled each other's asses. Various fingers probing my cunt brought me to two fantastic orgasms as all of those lovely horny bodies swirled around me. Finally we all stumbled out of the shower, satisfied and happy, and Helen casually removed the chain with the 'Out of Order' sign from the toilet stall doors. "You bitch!" cried Donna as we realized that Helen had deliberately kept us from peeing until the climax of the party! And Donna playfully attacked Helen, pinching her nipples and grabbing her ass as we all looked on and laughed. It was a wonderful bridal shower. It was a golden bridal shower. As the party wound down, Rachel told me she wanted to stay overnight with Trish so they could get an early start on their lab work the next day. I didn't ask what kind of lab work. It seemed fairly obvious to me. Rachel also told me that Alicia, the pretty platinum blonde lived near to us, and would appreciate a lift home. Of course I offered to provide it. As we headed home the air of sex hung heavily in the car. I hadn't bothered to put the swimsuit back on, so I wore nothing under my skirt and jacket. I was fairly sure that Alicia had as little under her skirt and sweater. Without bothering to ask where she lived, I drove straight home. I had seen enough of her tantalizing pussy that I was determined to taste every last bit of it before the night was done. She made no protest as I opened the front door for her and led her upstairs. In the bedroom I didn't bother to turn on the light. The bluish shine from the street light coming through the window was enough. I took Alicia in my arms and kissed her softly, letting her tongue seek out my mouth, and welcoming it when it came. I peeled her soft cashmere sweater up over her head, then unbuttoned her skirt, letting it fall to the floor. Then she undressed me and we stood for a moment, running our hands over each other's nude bodies in the dim light. I pulled away and drew the covers down from the head of the bed, exposing the satin pillows and sheets, and invited her in. As she joined me in the bed I pulled the covers over us and we were quickly lost in a sea of satin and bliss. Alicia's smooth young hand cupped my ass and drew me to her so that our pussies met. Slowly we started to grind against each other. Our breasts pressed together, rubbing nipples, as we licked each other's faces and necks. We were both tired after the party, so our love making had a languid, almost mystical quality in the pale blue light. Alicia pushed me gently onto my back as her urgency mounted. She humped her pussy on my thigh as she knelt with one knee between my legs, and started gobbling at my breasts. Slowly my longing for her lovely body led to arousal, despite my fatigue. I began to grind my pussy against her knee as I ran my hands all over her body. A delicious wave or orgasm rose from my clit and spread throughout my body, until I fell asleep in my new lover's arms. My last thought before sleep took me was that I still hadn't tasted her sweet cunt.