Date: Wed, 8 Nov 2023 23:11:19 +0000 From: Bob Park Subject: Every family is - Part 1 Every family is..... Part 1 This story is purely fictional, and all names are made up. It is not meant to imitate anything actual. Must be 18+ to view. The storyline contains activities that can make some feel uncomfortable, activities like incest, gay and lesbian sex, and graphic sexual activities. If this offends you, please look elsewhere. If you enjoy these stories, please donate and support Nifty, they provide such a great service, which isn't free. It was my first week at Ohio State University, and I moved into my dorm room, and met my Dorm-mate Jamie. My name is Scott, and I grew up in a more rural area about 80 miles from Columbus. The city is named Marianne, and I went to Catholic school there, all of the way thru High School graduation. The town was mostly a farming community, until the auto parts manufacturers moved in, and the town grew to 30,000 during the 1950's and 60's. My parents have roots there going back several generations, and they saw the small town grow into a city. My parents are named Christopher and Barbara, and I have a sister named Arlene that is 5 years older than me, and because of age difference we have never been terribly close, and we have very different personalities. But we will talk more about that later in my story. I am a psych major and in my very first 101 class, the professor said to his freshman class, that every one of us have chosen to be psych majors, because we have issues to resolve, and don't be surprised if your classmates have some very deep real issues. As your professor I recommend not to date anyone in this room, because they may be really fucked up, no matter how friendly and loving they may appear on the outside. Well, that got everyone in the room looking all around at each other, and laughing. He said to the lecture hall.... Don't be alarmed because the reality is that every family is dysfunctional, some just more than others. Understand that the term dysfunctional means that the family or a family member behaviors vary from what is considered societal norms. For example, in some Arab countries women are treated no different than livestock, and have very little sexual rights. But in this country that would be considered unacceptable. So, in this country if you don't live the wholesome typical family lifestyle, like you would see on tv, then you could be considered dysfunctional. The standard definition states that conflict, abuse, and misbehavior within the family are needed for the classification, but with our changing family roles, and what is considered sexually appropriate, it starts shifting the meaning. For example, with our constant adjustment of what is appropriate within the family, is incest considered taboo like it used to be ? Several of you will decide this class is not for you, and if you signed up for this class because you thought this would be easy class credits, you will probably not go on to Psych 102, next semester. But for those students that continue, I again will be your professor, and I have a special assignment for you. Hopefully most of the other students that you meet this year, are unknown to you, and I want you to make friends with a good core of students, male and female. It doesn't matter if they are male or female, nor their sexual orientation. But with this core group, I want you to unofficially find out about their childhood and family relationships, and keep a journal of your notes, just as if you were a psychiatrist, and they are a new patient. At the end of the school year, I will sit down with each of you, to hear what you found. First, I want you to look at your own family, and those personalities, and describe what kind of environment you grew up in. For the next few weeks, we will explore phobias, and submissive and dominant roles within a family. Remember that there is nothing wrong with being submissive, because there are enough alphas to balance things out. That is all for today, and I will see you again next week. Other than my dorm mate, there was only one student that I recognized. Preston and I went to the same school but ran in different circles, he was a jock, back-up quarterback, and receiver, where I was more of a bookworm and gaming geek. The only thing in common was that our parents were friends socially, and my parents would go to parties regularly at their house. Preston saw me after class, and asked if I wanted to join him at the student union to get some coffee, and we could talk about the assignment. Preston got a football scholarship to attend here, and he lives in a dorm specifically for male athletes. He said to me that with his family, he will have plenty to write about, and I thought it might have to do with his two younger brothers that seem to be cute little gay femboys, and much different than him. I didn't want to ask him to explain, because that might be rude. I said that it should be pretty easy for me, because my family is so normal, and typical. He laughed and said that I obviously don't know my family. I had a feeling that this will take some time, and we found a table in the corner that should be quiet. After we sat, I asked him to elaborate what he meant by that. Looking at me he said that our parents are hardly white picket fence normal ! He said that I know about the parties, that your parents go to at our house, well they aren't play cards or dancing, these are hard core sex parties. Husband and wife swapping all out sex, even with some kink involved. I said to him that I have a hard time thinking that my parents go there, to have an orgy, and even my aunt and uncle go to them also. I said how do you know that sex occurs ? He said that the first time I saw it, I was about 7, and we lived in our old house that was a split level, and you could look down into the living room from the top of the stairs. Back then it was about 5 couples in the group, and after my parents thought that me and my brothers were asleep, the party would begin. It starts out with a pajama party and all of the men and women would wear some really sexy nighties and briefs. They would pull names out of a bowl and whoever you picked was your first sex partner. Sometimes it was woman with woman, or man and man, or a mix, because everyone is supposedly bisexual. Preston said that the first time he saw his mom making out with your aunt Sue, and them eating each other out, I thought that was the sexiest thing I ever saw, and I even got a little hard on. Your mom was getting fucked by my dad's big cock, and your dad and uncle were sucking each other off in a 69. The other two couples swapped wives, and they were alternating sucking cock or getting fucked. After 30 minutes or so, I crawled back to my bedroom, and went to sleep. Most months I would crawl out and watch for at least a half hour, and this went on for several years. The group continued to grow, and I think there was about nine or ten couples that came to the "pajama party" each month, by the time we moved into the new house on the golf course, when I was about 12. I said, wow, that is hard to believe, I mean, I had a feeling that my mom had a lover over the years, but her having group sex with other couples is blowing my mind, and the fact that my dad witnessed it, is amazing. They were your typical hand holding catholic couple, and even helped with school and church fundraising. Preston said, I don't blame you, because my parents seemed like your typical couple, and most people thought we were a typical family. My dad's business was successful, and we are wealthy by suburban standards. My dad would take his clients out golfing, and my mom volunteered for various charities, and the school boosters. My parents came to every football game, from middle school to high school. No one knew that my parents are sex fiends, and my two younger brothers are lovers, and sleep together. The new house was custom built for my dad, and the bedrooms are separated from the lower level family room, and the only room that overlooked it was the kitchen and breakfast nook. One whole wall of the family room was glass overlooking the golf course, and my dad had them put on a reflective film, so you couldn't see in. There were louvered doors that separated the foyer, to the family room. It took me a couple months to figure out how I could watch the party. I had to come thru the bedroom wing into the front foyer, out the front door, and go around the side of the house, thru the garage, and into the kitchen. Preston continued, and said that the orgy group started changing as the size increased. Your uncle had some weird fetish that he was tied up in a chair, and humiliated, so needless to say he was unable to get involved. I think your kinky aunt Sue came up with ways to feminize him, and to punish him, and she must have talked to your mom to make your father more submissive too. Within a few parties, your dad's only participation was doing clean up on your mom and aunt, and whoever was fucking them. He would stay naked in the corner like a good puppy dog, waiting to be summoned. There were plenty of well-endowed studs that took care of the women. I said to him that I knew that my mom ruled the house just like her sister Sue, because they were both dominant personalities just like grandma, but it sounds like she turned my dad into a sexually submissive slave. Preston said that his dad caught him watching, during a party, and he gave him a wink in an acknowledgement. He said the next day after football practice they had a talk about the parties. His dad had a good suspicion that he (Preston) had been peeping on them for a few years, but he didn't think it was bad for him to watch, but he never told his mom about it, or anyone else. Preston said, I asked my dad to explain if there were any group rules, and restrictions, because I can't really hear the conversations with the music on. His dad said that the group is a democracy, and new rules, or restrictions have to approved by the group. He said that a few changes had recently been enacted. He said that after your aunt and uncle divorced, you uncle was pretty much banned from the group. They developed a new rule where all male members had to be more than 6 inches when hard, and that excluded your uncle, who probably spent too many years in a chastity cage. Preston said that he saw him wearing one, tied in the chair. From the look of it your dad barely kept from being cut. Looking at me, he said so after hearing this, don't you think that our families are dysfunctional by societal standards. Preston and I broke our discussion, and he said that during football season he is very busy, but maybe we can get together once a month just to discuss our family assignment, and I agreed. He certainly gave me lots to think about, but I am not sure I can't talk to my dad about the pajama orgies, and maybe it is better that he isn't aware that I know. Strangely I wouldn't want them to stop participating, and knowing my dad he would deny it, and stop his involvement out of shame, if I told him everything that I found out today. I didn't have any more classes today, so I went back to the dorm, and ran into Braxton and Harry that live across the hall. They are both Juniors, and they get their dorm room free, because they are building monitors. Which means they lock the doors at 10pm, to keep out everyone that doesn't live in the building from entering. Let me tell you about the building before I go on. The building is three stories, and it was updated about 15 or 20 years ago. Originally it was an all-male building, but with an increase of female students, they converted the building to mixed use. In the middle there is the elevator and stairways, and on the first floor there is a reception room, for when parents visit. The building is split down the middle, with boy's rooms on the right half and girls on the left, and there is a doorway separating the halves. There are shower/bathrooms for each half, and so they put a reflective coating on the door so the boys can't see the girls scantily dressed or naked. A woman must have come up with this, because the girls can see into the boys half, and watch us in the hallway naked leaving the men's showers. So, other than the first floor that has six dorm rooms each side, the other two floors have 8 dorm rooms for the boys and 8 for the girls. Luckily for me the two end dorm rooms are 5 feet wider than the rest, and Jamie and I are sharing one, and so are Braxton and Harry, the building monitors. I met Braxton and Harry when I came for my campus visit between eleventh and twelfth grade. Harry took a group on a campus tour, and Braxton gave a tour of the dorm building. There are 8 dorm buildings, and the dorm monitors do the tours, and assign dorms for incoming freshmen. There are also two dorm buildings each for the male and female athletes that have a full or partial scholarships. The four buildings are next to the sports facilities, and allows the coaches to keep an eye on them, and to enforce curfews. Well back to my campus visit.... Braxton and Harry (let's call them B & H) took notes of potential students they want in their building, and they do their best to get them to commit to OSU. Harry told me that between him and Braxton they have given out dozens of blowjobs to entice a new student, which is a lot more fun than twisting an arm. They tell the visiting students (like they did me) if you can break free from your parent, that night to come over to the dorm, to party in the reception room. Based on what they observe on the tours, they cull out the boys that are most likely Bi or gay. I asked Harry how they got that impression from me, and he said that every time a cute boy went by, you were checking out his ass. OK, guilty. At the dorm reception party that I attended, there was about 8 or 9 perspective male students that came, and every one of us, after drinking some ultra-light beer, openly received or gave blowjobs, and a few got fucked in the men's room. Harry's 7" cock is about the same size as mine, and very tasty. I can say that Braxton has a very nice size 8" cock, that I really enjoyed in my ass. But here we are, a year later as freshman, and Jamie and I impressed them enough on our visit, that we got the room across the hall from them. An hour after our parent figures dropped off us with our stuff, Jamie was on his knees sucking my cock, and he said that it is nice to do this because you want to, and not because your forced to. I knew there was a story there. After it got dark, Jamie wanted to sleep with me, because he had never been away from home, or by himself. I held him in my bed, and we started kissing and hugging, and before long I was sucking his little cock, and that was before he begged me to fuck him. I think his exact words were...fuck me like a little girl, as he wrapped his arms around me, and kissed me with serious intention. Not much more was said that night. In the morning we walked naked down the hallway, and showered together. Other than us, there were two Korean looking guys, showering together, and making out. They must not be shy, because they fondled each other right in front of us. We showered quickly, grabbed our towels, and went back to our room to dress. They were still making out and stroking their small cocks, when we left, and we guessed what they were saying to each other, was in Korean. Jamie and I dressed, and we went to the student union for breakfast, and since our math class was not until this afternoon, we drank coffee and talked. Jamie was the first person that I unofficially talked to, about their childhood and family. He told me that he came from a typical Hispanic family. His dad was in the roofing business, and his mom cleaned houses. He has 3 older brothers, and he is the first in the family to go to college. Like me he was a gamer, and since he didn't have any friends and kept to himself, he was a bookworm, and straight A student. He said that since he was short, and small, the neighborhood boys picked on him, since first grade. His older brothers never interceded, and they told him to toughen up, if they saw anything. By the time he was 12, the 4 local neighborhood bullies decided that he was going to be their designated cocksucker. He had black and blue bruises on his shoulders, and his knees were scratched up, from them forcing him down against his will. He said this became a daily event behind an old barn, and he was so ashamed that he couldn't tell anyone what was happening. Jamie said that he thought they would get tired of calling him a faggot, and slapping him around to suck their cocks. He said they took great pride in having him show the others, the mouthful of cum before swallowing it. For them it was proof that they were a man, which is a bunch of macho shit. It was like a black kid knocking up some teenage girl to prove he was a man, and this was just the Hispanic version. After many months of this abuse, he told his oldest brother, that worked with his dad learning the trade. His brother told him that he wasn't surprised, because Jamie, being the baby, was a mommies boy, and these boys that bully you, understood what you were destined for. He told Jamie that now that he was experienced, he needs to take care of his brothers every night, and pushed him to his knees as he pulled out his 19 year old cock. Now, along with the 4 bullies, and a few of their friends, Jamie was also sucking off his brothers on most nights. They also enjoyed calling him names, like you would a little sissyboy, and with only a 4" dick his brothers ridiculed him for that too. They took great joy in fucking his tiny ass, and calling him the family faggot. Jamie said that this continued all thru high school, and even though his two oldest brothers were married by then, they would still stop by for a blowjob from time to time. He said that by the time he left for college, he estimated that he had given out, over 1000 blowjobs in six years... and none were to someone that he really cared about. He developed a real resentment against his brothers. After hearing Jamie's story, all I could do is hug him, and say that it is all over now. Although we were in the middle of the student union, seeing two boys hugging or kissing was no big deal, with all of the gay students here. After listening to him, you could hear the shame and frustration pouring out of him, and I will need to hug and kiss him (a lot) tonight, and tell him everything is ok now. Sadly, I don't know what he will have to endure, every time he goes home on college break. I thought that as twisted as his story was, that at least his brothers didn't beat him up, like some of the bullies, because they just fucked him when his parents weren't around. All thru math class, I would look over at Jamie, and I felt the need to hug and kiss him, like you would a wounded child, which I think he is. That night we got pizza, and I held him tightly, as we watched a sitcom on tv. If he hadn't already realized it, I made sure to tell him he is safe here, and we made love, nice and slow with lots of kissing. He might have been straight or bi to begin with, but after the last six years, everyone has convinced him that he is gay. In the Hispanic world that is something to be ashamed of. If I was his psychiatrist, I would realize that it will take years for him to expel his demons. I will journal all of this tomorrow. The next day I ran into Braxton, on his way to rowing practice, and he said that this weekend will mark the first 3rd floor dorm party of the year, and he will pick up some beer and booze. He said that Harry will put flyers on every door, and maybe me and Jamie can get some snacks. My thought was pretzels and tortilla chips are perfect with beer, and there is a little grocery store, right off campus. The afternoon prior to the party, Braxton and Harry sat down with Jamie and me, to discuss plans and objectives. He said first we need to get everyone to sell off their football, and basketball tickets that won't be used, like for Northwestern, and donate that money to the booze and snacks fund. Braxton said that he found out last year, that you can make money selling videos of dorm parties, especially if there is sex involved. He said that early in the semester, booze will be required to loosen people up, and he will need our help setting the mood, and encouraging participation. Jamie said that he will be glad to invite others into a blowjob circle. Braxton said that he and Harry will film everything, and we will say that it is for our video class assignment. Harry said that we will set up the booze, and snacks on a table in the entrance to our dorm room. That way anyone looking down the hall won't see the booze, since most of you are only 18 or 19, and it will free up space in your room for the actual party. I told them that I have an assignment for my psych class, where I will be asking people about their upbringing, but I will do it very discretely. I even put up a sign on my bulletin bord that says... whatever is said here, stays here. Hopefully that will put people at ease, and what they tell us should be more honest. We were ready for the party, and set everything up. For the first hour people came in for a free beer, before heading out to the bars and frat parties. There is a home game tomorrow against Notre Dame, and there was a circus like crowd in town, complete with leprechaun clowns. I can only imagine what Halloween will be like on campus, and our floor needs to have a party for that also. I will have to talk to B&H about that. By ten o'clock we were down to about twelve people staying to party, and no one felt uneasy about the two video cameras after 2 or 3 beers. There were also plastic shot glasses for the tequila, that people were enjoying with a lime slice, and salt. Each dorm room has an attached toilet, and sink room, but it was only big enough for one person. The main bathrooms for the floor was down the hall, which had lockers and an open shower area. Once we got everyone sitting down, we had everyone introduce themselves, and what city/state they are from. Jamie and I went first. There were two girls from our floor, named Cindy and Libby, and they were both from Dayton. In the dorm room next to us was Ricky (Ricardo) and he was from San Francisco, and his roommate was Billy (William) from Palm Springs. In the room next to B&H was Travis from Austin TX., and his roommate is Neil from Boston. Braxton was from Cleveland, and Harry is from Atlanta. Braxton knows everyone on the floor, and he said farther down the hallway, but not attending was the two sets of international students, one set was Korean, and across the hall is two students from Mumbai. There is a pair of wrestlers, in the dorm room near the elevator, and across from them is pair of young crossdressers, active in the PRIDE Club. Neil said that we need to get them to join our parties. After a break for people to use the bathroom, and refill their drinks, we got back together. I told them that next we will talk about orientation, and before we start, we need to acknowledge, that almost every boy and girl experiments with someone of our own sex, growing up. I know I did, and I don't know of any boys in scouts or school that didn't. But in doing that we discovered what our orientation might be. Again, I will start, I am bi because I not only like sucking cock, but also, I can enjoy eating pussy, and I find women attractive. Keeping this going, Jamie said that he was frequently told he was gay, but I find some women really hot, like Jenna Ortega, so I must be at least bi also. Libby joined in and said, that although her and Cindy love teasing men with our tits and ass, but we live as lesbians, and have sexually enjoyed each other since middle school. Libby said that I am definitely a lesbian, but Cindy is Bi. Neil decided to tell us something that most everyone knew, and said I am a gay cocksucking bottom boy, that loves being fucked by mature men. He said that he jumped out of the closet at 13. His roommate Travis, wearing a cowboy hat said that he escaped Austin because it is the most gay city in Texas, and all of his classmate tried to force him to come out as gay like them, but I was not one of them. I hoped coming here in the Midwest for college I could escape that mindset, because I feel that I am really straight. I said to him that is cool, because we are what we are, and no one can force you. Billy said that he and Ricky had similar experiences. We both come from cities that are predominantly gay, and we admitted to each other that we didn't want to be forced into that mold. Just like you said Scott, and just like every other boy, we sucked off our buddies, but we can't envision ourselves living as a gay... so we must be bisexual. For clarification, and mostly for the two gals, I said, when we say gay, we mean the generic word which also includes lesbians. I wanted to try one more thing mostly for the camera, I said for everyone to keep an open mind, and kiss the person to your left affectionately. Hopefully this feels natural for you, just like you were kissing your brother or sister. If you are adamant about not doing this, then just stand away, but I hope everyone is willing to try, just as an experiment. Close your eyes and envision anyone that you want. I started by kissing the person to my left which was Ricky, and boy could he kiss, and nearly sucked my tongue out of my mouth, and it lasted at least 2 minutes. More interesting for us to watch, Billy kissed Cindy, and I think she was teasing him by putting his hand on her tit, and buried her tongue in him. Continuing with the tease she asked him if he would like to eat out her and Libby, and squeezed his plumped up bulge. Libby kissed Travis next, and they went along with it. To correspond to his Straight ideal, she was just a female to kiss, and he did, and think a little too long for Libby's preference as she broke away. Ricky might not be gay but him and Neil went at it feverishly, until Travis told them to get a room, of course just teasing. Braxton and Harry gave me a big thumbs, for what they just filmed. Before we broke up, I pointed to my bulletin board, and said with emphasis that what was said here stays here. Ricky and Billy were holding hands when they left, and Travis said that it looks like someone is going to get lucky tonight, and laughed. Travis did a few more tequila shots, before stumbling to his room. Those left helped clean up, and they thanked us for hosting the party, and B&H for the booze, and they reminded them to sell their extra tickets for cash, to go into the booze fund. Afterall parties here aren't free, unless you have an extremely wealthy daddy, which I don't think any of us do. When it was down to just the four of us, and the other dorm doors were closed, Harry said to me that the four of us need to talk tomorrow, before or after the noon game, and discuss what went well tonight, and what we could do for the next party to make it even more fun and filmable. He called it a production post-mortem. We met on Saturday afternoon, and Braxton said we don't schedule specific parties for Saturday nights, because we don't want to compete against the frat/sorority parties, or the night clubs off campus. But we host an open house, for those on our floor that want to drink and stay close by. It is an unofficial drop in party, and we heard that 4 or 5 from last night were coming. Harry said that these are the ones that want to get drunk, and since they are underage the clubs won't serve them. OSU won, so everyone will be in a partying mood around campus, and every place will be crowded. Notre Dame alumni always come to town with lots of money to spend, at hotels, and restaurants win or lose. Braxton had a rowing event tomorrow morning, so he will have a short and quiet evening. Harry does the video filming for the team, but he doesn't need to show up until the final heats. He said that they got some good film from last night, especially the kissing event. I told him that I have a pocket size audio recorder, so I can transfer it to my journal later. If anyone is telling me about his family or background, I will discretely record it. Harry said that we might need to use it, if our sound quality is bad. Harry said that tonight he will be filming the party, and will set up a very discrete fixed camera also, on a bookshelf, since Braxton won't be here. For a game tonight we could play semi naked twister, which will evolve with participants trying to strip the people around them, or we could play spin the bottle, but for fun, every ten minutes you have to strip off your top or bottoms. It doesn't take long before naked people kissing, transitions into blow jobs when people are challenged. If Libby or Cindy come, they could be the ones challenging the others, they will enjoy doing that, just to see the guys sucking cock. I decided we will wait to see how many people attend, to decide on a game. I heard that Travis is going to a jock frat party, so he can hang around with some manly men, like him. He probably thinks that gay Neil is going to rub off on him, even though he lets Neil suck him off. Travis can close his eyes and pretend it's a girl in his mind, but he knows it's a gay boy enjoying his cock.... And despite denials, it is definitely not the first. Just like every other teen boy, Travis has sucked cock too. Neil twisted Jamie's arm to join him, going to the "Were Out" club and cabaret, the hottest gay club in Columbus. Neil heard the drag queens are really flamboyant dancers, and quite entertaining. Down the hall, Libby is going to a lesbian sorority party for doms, which fits her to a tee, and Cindy is more the lipstick lesbian, and didn't want to go. I made sure she knew that she was welcome at my place tonight. So, that left me, and Harry, Ricky, Billy, and Cindy. To start, we asked everyone how there day was, and anything new. I explained where Braxton, Jamie, Neil, and Travis were tonight, and Cindy said that she didn't want to join Libby, spending the evening with a bunch of Alpha Lesbians, where she would be fresh meat to be devoured. She said that one on one is fine, but if you get a bunch together, they are very competitive and downright bitchy. Probably no different than a bunch of alpha males trash talking each other, except that gals have long nails, and know how to use them. That got a laugh out of everyone, which inspired most of them to refill their beer cup. Harry asked if anyone had a game they wanted to play, or instead we will play a modified spin the bottle. If you pass on a turn you have to do a shot of tequila. Cindy you can pour the shots, and hand them out, but we would like you to play also, or it will just be four guys. I closed the door for some privacy. Cindy got to spin first, and it stopped on me and she gave me a kiss on the cheek, which brought out some boos. I explained that was a start but from now on it has to be on the lips. I spun, and it landed on Billy, and he chose the shot, which Cindy poured and handed it to him. After he downed it, and bit into the lime, he got to spin. I am not sure he was sober enough to realize that whoever it landed on would kiss him. It landed on Harry, and he leaned across and gave him a good kiss on the lips, and I think he was shocked at first, but kissed back. Harry spun it and it landed on Ricky, and like his roommate picked the shot. When he spun it, it landed on Billy, and you could tell that they have kissed before, since it lasted a full minute. When Billy spun it this time, it landed on Cindy, she picked a shot, and to spin for her she handed me the bottle, and said that she will pass it to me. I spun and it landed on Harry, and we gave each other a good kiss, just like Billy and Ricky. Harry held the camera out in front of us, because we had to set an example. Harry spun it and it landed on Cindy, and she took another shot, and washed it down with some beer. I told her if she was going to pass, she has to pick someone other than me. She handed the bottle to Ricky, and I leaned over and whispered that she needs to encourage us to go further, and she winked at me. Ricky spun and it landed on me, I leaned over and gave him a kiss as good as Billy. I spun it, and it landed on Cindy. She announced that we are going to make it more interesting, and the person it lands on can challenge the spinner to do more than kiss, or they have to do a shot. I realized that I might have created a monster, when she looked at me and said...I challenge you to eat my pussy for two minutes, as she reached under her skirt and pulled off her panties, showing her hairless pussy to everyone. The two shots and beer must have kicked in. I looked at everyone, and said in the spirit of the game I accept her challenge, probably to the surprise of everyone, even Cindy. I told her to lie on the bed so I can get a good angle. She took off her skirt and laid on the bed, and I pulled her to the edge so I could kneel between her legs. Harry moved around to get a better shot, as I buried my tongue between her pussy lips, and ran it up and down, and in deep, and back out to flick her clit. I should probably thank my sister for teaching me the best way to do it. Cindy was moaning, and squirming her butt, she even mumbled don't stop. I asked if anyone was timing this, and Billy said let's assume you are at the 30 second mark, and I will keep track of the next 90 seconds. I kept up my assault on Cindy's pussy, and for what seemed like the last 15 seconds, I reached up under her top and squeezed her nipples. She really started bucking up and down, when Billy shouted times up. As I wiped my lips, she said dam you, I was almost there. Harry and I got back to our spots, and Cindy sat Indian style naked from the waist down, and she had some color to her cheeks now. I spun the bottle, and it landed on Harry, and he challenged me to suck his cock for three minutes. I told him to take off his shorts and lay on the bed. He handed Cindy the camera, and asked her to do the up close filming. By doing that he set the tone for the rest of the game, and got others involved in the filming. As he laid there naked, I gave him a kiss, before licking his already firm shaft up and down. A good kiss always gets me hard. Billy said that he will keep time from the beginning, as I worked Harry's shaft slowly into my mouth, circling it with my tongue. When I had it entirely in my mouth, I slipped my tongue out and licked his ball sack. He said, you are an expert giving a blowjob, which made me smile, as best as I could with his 7" dick in my mouth. When time was up, he said in another few minutes your mouth would be full of my cum. He got up and gave me a hug, and sat down without anything covering his still hard cock. Cindy handed him back the camera, and she took a big swig of beer. He handed the bottle to Ricky, and Ricky said that after watching that, we don't need to spin the bottle anymore and he started making out with Billy. Cindy leaned over and kissed me, and said, that was so awesome to watch you suck his dick. I reach down between her legs and started rubbing her clit, which only made her kiss harder. I noticed that something had Harry's attention, and Billy and Ricky were laying naked on Jamie's bed making out and stroking the others cock. I thought now we have a party ! I pulled off Cindy's top so I could start sucking on her nipples, and she was taking off my jeans and briefs. Ricky and Billy were in a 69 sucking cock, and apparently having a very good time, as Harry filmed it all from above. The fixed camera was aimed near my bed, and captured me and Cindy. I used my middle finger to masturbate her, and she did the same to my very hard dick. We intermixed it with some kisses when I wasn't nibbling on her very hard nipples. This time she got her orgasm, and it was a big one. The orgasm and the booze combined to knock her out, and I stretched her out on my bed, and covered her naked body with a sheet. Billy was on his hands and knees, and Ricky entered his ass, with his cock dripping pre-cum. Harry was busy filming, and I decided to suck that load of cum out of him. Although a bit distracting, especially towards the end, he used his free hand to push my head down, and filled my throat with his load, while he filmed Ricky dumping his load inside of Billy, before they collapsed and started some serious kissing. Harry helped me clean the room up, since everyone was occupied, and he grabbed his stuff and went quietly across the hall. Ricky and Billy got dressed, and again were holding hands going to their room. I sat at my desk and typed up my notes, and thirty minutes later Cindy woke up, got dressed, and she gave me a kiss on the cheek, and thanked me for a good time, and tip toed to her room since it was almost 1am. I went to my favorite website and jerked off. My bed was still warm, and smelled like Cindy's perfume, as I laid there playing with my still hard cock, and wishing Cindy was still here to suck it. Since Jamie hadn't returned, I assumed that he was spending the night with Neil, and I went to sleep. End of Part 1, so stay tuned.