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Sweetpassionpet hosts a weekend gathering pt 1

I had been out school shopping for the kids, picking up all the stationary products and coolest backpacks, let them pick out their clothes with only a few minor ‘suggestions’. My experiences in school was the stuff of nightmares. My mother abandoned my father when i was an infant, so his coping was to become a pentecostal christian. In the church that he attended, there was a single mother with a girl just a few months younger than i. The church leaders decided it was ‘god’s will’ that they should be together, so they got married. She despised me, and my father devoted himself to work, and when he was home spent all his time in his shop. My life was crappy threadbare hand-me-downs from the church, my stepsister wore brand new stuff from the mall. Later on another sister came, and i was even further marginalized. I swore my kids would never endure the humiliation at school that i did.

We got inside and started setting everything down on the dining room table. The kids ran upstairs with their new stuff to plan their first day at school, and i let loose with my usual “Where’s my sweet beautiful sex god Daddy?!!?!?”. Lol, he never would ever answer to that. He was sitting outside on the wraparound porch, and i jumped into his arms and gave him my most sensual kisses on his neck, cheek, and lips.

“Did you get everything?” he asked.

“Yes, the kids are all set for school, and check it out” I held out one foot to show him a new pair of strappy cfm heels. “These are Michael Kors, got them on sale”. He gave them a quick glance, then turned towards the front room. “Alright, hang on”. I reached behind me to pull down the zipper of the little sundress i was wearing. I shrugged my shoulders just enough so it pooled at my feet. I stood there in just the shoes and a balconette bra. I have a 34f bust, so going braless was never in the cards for me, but i had not even owned panties of any type in years. “Is this better?” He turned, smiled, and i think i noticed a slight twitch in his denim shorts. The true test of any sexy footwear is how it looks in regular attire. Regular attire for me is nothing but heels… and a demicup bra.

He turned back to face me. “Larry called, he needs you to call him back. He has a favor he wants to ask you.” As a matter of reference, this was right around 2004, so even tho we had cell phones there were still landlines in the house.

Larry was our friend and attorney. We actually met him through the BDSM group we belonged to, and the guy was just into anything freaky. He would top, he would bottom, he didn’t care, just as long as it was freaky. He became our attorney when i was kicked out of the local grocery store because my attire was too provocative. I was wearing this cute little babydoll dress and wooden high heels with a 1” platform. I also had in a princess plug with the pink jewel that matched my labia and nipples. As i shared in my previous story, i had long ago abandoned women’s undergarments as i found them a nuisance, and in the event anyone wanted to just slide in, i didn’t want a thong to impede their effort. According to the citation, the plug was visible from behind, and it was an outrage to the moral dignity of the town. We lived in a very small town in a southern bible belt state, and in a small town like that, everyone knows everyone. The next day a cop showed up at our home to cite me for public indecency… the next day?!?! Yeah, they came to the house because of a misdemeanor offense. What can i say, they hated us, they thought i was a total slut. But in the interest of transparency, i am a total slut.

I walked upstairs to our bedroom to hang up my dress, my heels clicking on the risers with each step. Calling down to my husband, i asked “Did he give you any idea what the favor is?” As i got to the landing, i checked on the kids, changing into their new stuff, opening all the notebook packages and assembling their binders, sticking pencils and crayons in the pencil pouches. They will never, ever suffer the humiliation that was my childhood.

I hung up the dress, and picked up the bedroom phone to call Larry. Whatever it was, i knew there was going to be some level of kink and perversion to it. My nipples were already hard, and i could detect just the slightest essence of my approaching arousal. My youngest crossed the hallway and climbed into my lap, all bouncy blond curls and great big blue eyes. She had only stopped nursing a couple months before, i was hoping to get my nipples re-pierced. I paused a moment, then realized i had asked a question that was not answered. Not unusual, he had a tendency to not even acknowledge questions or comments he deemed superfluous. I picked up the phone receiver and punched in Larry’s number. I grabbed the little one and swung us both around so i was on my tummy and she on her back and then grrrrrrrrrrr’d my face in her tummy, causing her to giggle. The phone picked up and Larry said “hello?”.

“Good afternoon counselor, i was told you needed to speak with me?”

The little one crawled around and laid her head on my ass, and i tensed just momentarily. “Hey girl! I wanted to ask something of you, but first… what are you wearing right now?”. “I am at home, laying on my bed, naked and waiting.” I could hear his panting. “Really? Tell me the truth, are you naked?” I half turned to the little one nesting her head on my butt, handed her the receiver “Sweetie, will you tell your overly hormonal uncle Larry what mommy is wearing right now?”

She gave me her mischievous smile, then drew in a huge breath “Mommy is naked except for her shoes and her pretties!” Unintelligible mumble from the receiver. “She has her pink pretty in her butt and a purple one in her front. And another pink one in her belly button.” More unintelligible sounds through the receiver. Two bumps on my back, handing me the receiver. “So counselor, what can i do for you?” “Are you busy at all the weekend of the 29th?” Larry asked.

“Nothing off the top of my head, what do you need?”

“Four of my frat brothers from college are coming to town to watch the big game” He continued “We have rented out some adjoining suites at the resort, I was curious if you would come play hostess for an evening.” “Will you just be there for the one night?” I asked. “No, we have the rooms from Thursday until Monday, but the game is Saturday so i was thinking maybe Friday late afternoon until Saturday night if you had nothing else going on. There were talking about pooling some money for a bartender and maybe a dancer, so if that will make the idea more attractive…” “Keep your money, that won’t be necessary” As discussed in my previous story, i already had some professional relationships, and it was important that it not overlap. My mind started doing some quick permutations. He is calling me because he is hoping that my nurturing and compassionate instincts will take over, but he thinks he can lure me with something more innocent in nature. Men that think with their dicks are total fucking dopes, and so predictable. I love that about them. It makes it so much easier to figure out what it is they REALLY want. His voice was still babbling something, but it stopped being meaningful long before. “Let me check” i said, “i will give ya a call in about an hour.” That was expected. He knows that i always get permission before i make any commitments.

I walked back out to the porch, Daddy was sitting there with the text of the Confessions of St Augustine open, grading papers. We had been together almost ten years, we met when he was in his 40s and i just barely past 20. I saw him sitting on a bar stool in some country western dive with some cute kid my age that looked like he stepped off the cover of GQ. Daddy, on the other hand was wearing old faded jeans and a muscle shirt that looked was tattered and barely sticking together. He had this long dark hair with just the beginnings of gray to the middle of his back, his arms and back covered in tattoos. He was very dark complected with brown eyes so dark that seemed like bottomless pools, with the intellectual depth i could drown in. Muscles bulged everywhere, his traps, biceps, lats were all on display, with not a visible trace of fat. I decided i was going to have that inside me before the night was out. When i approached the table, they thought i was after his friend, the GQ kid. Oh no, i had my eyes set on the grand prize. The guy that brought me to the bar was not going to be very happy.

I was wrong. I had him inside me within the hour. When he saw that it was him i was interested, he licked his finger, rubbed it on the wifebeater top i had on, and said “We need to get you out of these wet things right away.” The only thing that was really wet was me, and very soon, him as well.

“Daddy, Larry needs me for the weekend of the 29th. Can i go?” He looked up, lowered his bifocals, then said “Make sure all your chores are done”.

We loved playing these little roles. It was a constant source of amusement that his two older kids were older than i am. As of this writing, he has an age gap of 40 years between his oldest and our youngest. Two of his daughters are also in the ‘lifestyle’. We even attend some lifestyle events together. When i am working as a nude dancer, they would come to the club and shout “Yay mom!!!” while i was doing a nude standing splits against the stripper pole in heels. The older kids are all very loving and attentive to their younger siblings, the three year old has nieces and nephews that are adults or on the brink of adulthood. That is the family we have, very loving, very attentive, and very close. Also, very, very protective.

I walked out onto the porch, still naked in my heels and kneeled in front of him. I looked up, making my eyes wide and did the puppy head tilt. “I promise Daddy.” And, predictably, i felt a stirring right under my cheek, he was getting hard for me. YaY!!! He started pushing his work into his attache’ case and started inside. I opened the screen door, pushed past him then started up the stairwell, my heels making a godawful racket on the wooden risers. I fell back on the bed, my knees raised and legs spread, i could feel the breeze on my labia, they were already wet and parted. His pants hit the floor, then shoes and shirt. Almost losing his balance, he landed sideways on the bed kicking his clothes the rest of the way off and then he was there, between my legs looking down at me. To this day i still marvel at how rigid hard he gets when aroused, i used to hang a damp towel on the end of his dick and it would stay pointing up. When i feel his head parting my entrance, it is more like a wooden dowel than a penis, there is absolutely no give from his end. Then it pushes inside me until it bottoms out, and i gasp with the moment of pain. His lips meet mine, and then we are doing our passionate dance of lust and desire, my nails clawing his back as my senses shatter in shards of white hot ecstasy.

I called Larry back and told him i was available. What he wanted was for me to put on something kinda sexy and just function as a hostess and dedicated concierge. Make sure the refrigerator and pantry were stocked, make dinner reservations, just kind of look after things for the evening, but i told him i would be there from Friday night until Sunday morning if he wanted. “You would stay over for two nighta?!?!” “Well, that was my thought, but if you prefer that i didn’t……” “No. NO…. that would be awesome.”

I told him to meet me on Thursday night to give me a room key so i could get everything settled. I called a friend that owns a Jewish deli and put in an order for a bagel tray with eggs and turkey sausage. Friday morning i got the kids started on their day, then went down to the farmer’s market to pick out some fruit. It was a bright, crisp morning, a gentle breeze but the sun shining so brightly it makes everything radiate. I had on a cute little flower print dress and my light colored wooden sandal heels with natural leather straps. I picked out some gorgeous peaches, strawberries, and melons, and some beautiful grenache gr*pes that would make perfect palate cleansing snacks. Then i stopped at the Cigar store and bought a box of the cigars that Daddy smokes. I packed everything in coolers, then spent the rest of the morning at the spa getting washed, waxed, and prettied up for my guests. A quick run home to pick up a couple more pairs of shoes, two scandalously inappropriate micro-mini bikinis, and a pair of black kid leather opera gloves. Then, off to the resort i go.

I arrive about 2:30 in the afternoon, Larry and his frat brothers are due between 4 and 5pm. The caterers from our favorite little italian place are set to arrive at 8pm. Supper will be antipasti, penne putanesca, and chicken vesuvio. Most don’t realize that putanesca means ‘whore sauce’, a little tidbit i learned when learning italian so i could understand when my Sicilian husband was speaking his native language. I think it appropriate in this setting. I have a couple hours to set the bar up, i picked up a couple bottles of single malt, a Balvenie 12yo and an 18yo Talisker. I love that it is mentioned in a Robert Louis Stevenson poem, The Scotsman Returns from Abroad. I couldn’t find any Van Winkle Bourbon so i picked up a bottle of Redemption 17yo and a Midleton Very Rare Irish whiskey. If they turn out to be vodka drinkers i am totally fucked, lol.

I put some whiskey stones in the freezer, and started cutting up the melons and strawberries. I checked the humidor to make sure the cigars were at the right temp and humidity, then i went to the deck to check the hot tub and pool. It’s now almost 4 pm, so they will be arriving any moment. Then i remembered i had to do one adjustment to my pretties. I have my hood and labias pierced, and in each labia i have a small captive ball hoop. I went to the restroom, pulled them both off and then replaced with a larger hoop thru both labia, which effectively closes my vagina from penetration. I decided against either bikini, and opted to just go with my 4inch black heels. With my black jewel princess plug in place, i checked myself in the mirror. My makeup was dark and smokey eyes and a coral pink lip gloss that matches my nipples. I get self conscious about how my breasts hang because of their weight, but i think being nude with just the heels was the way to go. So, all was set, just needed to wait for guests to arrive and things to get started. I tuned the sound system to find some italian romance music, sat down with my book.

I had barely found the spot where i had previously left off when i heard the door latch click. I was curious to see how Larry would react, he didn’t ask me to be nude, i just thought it would create a more pleasant vibe. The door opened, and three men entered, three men that i had never seen before in my life. Where the fuck was Larry?

Momentarily startled, i composed myself, put on my most dazzling smile, and said “Hi, are you Larry’s frat brothers?”

They were not quite as adept at getting their composure, they stood there looking deer caught in the headlights. So, i walked towards them, raising my right hand and said, “Welcome, i hope your travels were not too exhausting. Call me pet, everyone does.” As i drew near the closest to me, he started to raise his hand, which i brushed away, going in for a hug and a gentle kiss on his cheek. I stepped back, looking into his eyes expectantly. He was a little taller than i was in my heels, so it would put him about 5’10 with close cropped dark hair, medium complexion with just a bit of acne scarring. It looked kind of sexy on him. His eyes went to my breasts, to my cooch, then lingered for a moment on my toes in the heels i had on. I could tell this one would be spending a lot of time and attention on my tootsies. I was still in a little close, so i gently pushed my finger under his chin until his eyes met mine. “And you would be?”

The two behind him roared in laughter. If i know guys, this will be a moment that this poor fellow would never be able to live down.

“Jerry. Um.. yeah, hi. We are Larry’s frat bros, i am Jerry.”

I gave my most dazzling smile. “It is a pleasure to meet you Jerry. And whom else do we have here?”

Stepping out and around Jerry, the next man was a just a bit shorter, in my heels his eyes were at my mouth level. He was black, close cropped hair with the typical pattern baldness bald spot, broad in the shoulders in an IZOD shirt but with a paunch. As i stepped in to offer a hug and a lingering kiss on the cheek he said “I am Felipe, it is very nice to meet you…. Pet you said?”

“Yes, pet. And finally, who is this dashing gentleman?”

The third was was kind of a ginger blond with straight hair combed back, just long enough to touch his collar. His fair complexion was tanned, he was taller and slimmer than the other two. He looked like he played a lot of tennis and maybe do a little boating. Larry was an avid tennis player, he liked bringing my husband to the tennis club he belonged to so they could work out together. My husband had been in the Marines for a lot of years, and he took fitness very seriously. In a way i guess you could say that my husband had what Larry wanted, an older guy with a much younger submissive, adoring, and playful wife.

“I go by Denny, pet. And i gotta say, this is a most delightful welcome. You will have to pardon our shock, Larry said we had a hostess for part of our stay, but nothing prepared us for this!”

I went in for a hug on Denny, had to raise up in my heels just a little bit so i could plant a kiss on his cheek. He smelled of Armani Aqua di Gin and balsam hair products.

“Well, let’s hope that this will not be the highpoint of your visit.” I let my eyes drop in innocent bashfulness. “Would you follow me out to the terrace? It is looking to be a lovely evening, and i thought we could enjoy the fresh air while you all get reacquainted.” I started towards the arcadia door, my heels clicking on the travertine tile. I opened the arcadia door and led them to the patio table, nestled under the shade of palm and banana trees. The sound system was playing a Sarah Brightman/Andrea Bocelli duet, the air was calm with just the hint of a feint breeze. I positioned them so that the breeze would be at my back in the chaise, i thought maybe the subtle aroma of my arousal might entice them. I told them what i had available in the bar, then went to retrieve their orders. I still was unaware of what happened to their host, but i had no doubt Larry would be along shortly. Before i could return to the terrace there was a knock at the door, it was the bellman with their luggage. He pushed the baggage cart in, he asked which bags went where in a thick creole accent. He was enjoying my nudity as i explained that we had not decided what goes where yet, i reached for my clutch and handed him a $20. He smiled, gave me another lingering look which i smiled brightly in return. I returned to the terrace, a tray of drinks in my hand. “Here you are, your luggage has arrived, while you relax and get reacquainted i will unpack your things in your rooms.”

Jerry was leaning against the trunk of a banana tree. Denny and Felipe gave him a ‘well?’ look. Jerry looked at me. “Let the luggage go for now, we can handle that ourselves. Why don’t you just join us out here?”

I smiled, thought i would push things just a little bit. “But sir, i am not a guest, i am your hostess. You are here to enjoy yourselves, i am here to take care of all the little details and nuisances so that you can relax and spend time with your frat brothers. I assumed you would want to freshen up a bit after all the traveling.”

Denny spoke up, “Felipe and i are less than an hour drive away pet. Jerry is about two hours. I think we can handle the enduring challenges of a couple hours on the road in an air conditioned car. And what our dear friend Jerry is trying to say is that your presence is exponentially more rewarding than your absence”. He gave me a self-satisfied smile, goofy and cute in self satisfaction.

“Well, how can i refuse? Just give me a moment, i will grab myself something.” I went inside to pour some San Pelligrino water over ice with a squeeze of lime. I changed out of my Laboutin heels to put on a special pair of mules with a 4 inch heel, it was highly probable that they would want to soak a bit in the jacuzzi, and these were able to get in the water. I returned to the group, all were sitting now chatting together animatedly, sipping their whiskey. At the first clack of my heel on the terracotta tile, they all looked towards me. This was always a self-conscious moment for me, i want to walk my sexiest walk but don’t want to look obvious about it. My breasts sway heavily, so i have to move somewhat slowly lest they start bouncing uncontrollably. I could feel my areola crinkling as my nipples began to ache with hardness. I could feel the lubrication starting to seep out of my closed labia. Their eyes were eyeing me hungrily, which in my moment of vulnerability was welcoming.

We all chatted amiably about each of them, i noticed a couple times Denny and Felipe checking out my wedding band discreetly. They started asking about me. Told them that i was married to a wonderful man, we had in total 9 incredible kids and even more grandchildren. They hemmed and hawed at the periphery, so i told them that yes he knew i was here, that i was naked for their pleasure, and was totally fine with it. After a short time they started expressing an interest in the pool and the water temp. I said they still had an hour and a half before the caterers would be here, they were welcome to take a dip. Jerry asked if it was okay to go in his drawers because he didn’t think to bring a swim suit. He seemed a little self-conscious, he was pale and kind of soft compared to the other two. I told him that would be completely okay. Jerry started kicking off his shoes, Denny and Felipe followed suit. They were all down to their undies, Jerry wore loose fitting boxers, Denny had on designer boxer briefs (no surprise there). Felipe dropped his Docker shorts and i almost burst out laughing, he was wearing a pair of tighty-whiteys that looked a couple sizes too small. Not for his dick, altho the outline was visible, but around his waist and ass, they were just a bit too small. Denny and even shy Jerry were not so polite, they started howling with laughter. Felipe took all the teasing in good humor, which i thought was awesome. Having a good sense of humor is always better.

I went to the towel storage by the pool and pulled out a half dozen oversized beach towels. We continued talking about generic topics, none seemed to be in any hurry to get into the pool. They were all positioned so that they could somewhat discreetly hide their erections, but i could still tell they were hard. I kind of took a back seat in the conversation which allowed them to talk about their own stuff. Denny and Jerry were going off on some tangent, so i moved a little closer to Felipe. As we talked, i kept chuckling about his ridiculous skivvies, then handing him a towel i said “you got to do me a favor, wrap this around ya please?” He laughed, gave me a dazzling smile, wrapped the towel around his waist and dropped his hanes. Yes!

We continued conversing, he asking about my life, lots of questions about family, our grown kids, the age difference between hubby and me. In conversations like this, i gradually speak in progressively lower volumes, which creates a natural tendency to move a little closer to hear. Once close enough, i casually reach my hand over and gently part the towel and lightly graze his scrotum with my nails. There is no break in conversation, the eye contact remains steady, but i smile ever so slightly around my words, then move my hand up to gently and lovingly caress his shaft. He went from semi erect to fully erect in a single moment. His penis was about average length, but very thick. He was circumcised and very veiny, i could feel the bulges on my fingertips. I got to the tip and felt he was already oozing, which i wiped off and put to my mouth, at the same moment going in for a sensuous kiss on his lips. His mouth opened readily and i sucked in his tongue, but only briefly. I pulled back slightly and i started to continue the conversation, looking towards the other two, who were both watching us in open mouthed amazement. I dropped down, taking Felipe in my mouth very slowly, sensuously caressing all that i could fit in. Out of the corner of my eye i could see Jerry and Denny start to get up, i held my hand up in a stop gesture, then indicated for them to sit back down. I laid Felipe back in his chaise, then i stood up, legs straight and bending at the waist, did a bent over blow job from the side with my breasts dangling against his cheek. After maybe less than two minutes, i felt him throb then release a torrent of semen down my throat. Girls will tell you that it is sometimes difficult to swallow in that position, but i was able to get it all down without losing a drop. Standing up, i looked at the other two expectantly. “Gentlemen, would you care to join me inside?” I sauntered back to the arcadia door, sashaying my ass as seductively as possible. I reclined on the sofa, when Denny leaned down to kiss me as he reached for my breasts. Our tongues danced, his wildly, mine soft and slow, tempering down his passion to let it linger. He dropped his boxer briefs, and his cock slapped his belly with a loud *smack*. It was a bit longer than Felipe, but not quite as thick. It pointed almost perfectly vertical, and had a slight upward curve that i really enjoy inside, it rubs and presses along that grafenburg spot if it’s not too long. Once we got to fucking i would get him missionary and just hold him out for a few strokes, that usually gets some screaming orgasms out of me. I cum easily and often, but that stimulation is one of the guaranteed paydirt ways for me. I took him in my mouth, looking up and licking, batting my eyes innocently. I pulled his face down to mine, then let our tongues dance a little more. I was still reclining, and felt at first a gentle breath, then the light caress of a tongue on my labia, gently gliding along the surfaces already slick with my arousal. It was Felipe, and next he was darting his tongue lightly on my clitoris, then taking long licks up and down my slit. I smiled at Felipe, then gently pushed him away and moved towards Jerry, who was sitting in his boxers just watching. He was kind of scrunched up sitting in the chair, so i pushed him back a little and pulled his hands out of his lap. His shorts looked kind of poofed out, i reached in for his penis and was completely shocked when i tried to pull it out, it was easily as long as my forearm and about the same thickness as Felipe. His posture was able to hide this enormous thing somehow, and it was apparently as much a surprise to his frat brothers as well. They looked at Jerry dumbfounded, and Jerry grinned at me sheepishly. I stood him up and pulled his boxers down, then had him sit while i went to work on his huge dick. Denny creeped up behind me and was approaching to enter, when he felt my cunt he noticed the piercing ring that forbade entrance. I reached for his dick, wetted it down with the lubrication that had leaked out, then held him in place while i pushed my ass onto his dick until the head popped thru my anus. I started a slow, rhythmic back and forth on Denny’s dick as i returned my attention to Jerry’s dick. Not to be left out, Felipe scooted his face under my breasts, letting them hang into his mouth and tickling my nipples on his beard. He reached over to caress my clit, which brought a rush of pleasure to me as i drowned in the ecstasy if the deep penetration in my ass. Moans were escaping my lips and i pulled Jerry in for a kiss, then returned to his cock and sensuously took it as deep as i could. Almost simultaneously i felt Denny throb in my ass as Jerry released in my throat. My own climax reverberated thru my body as i savored the liquid love of the two men.

From behind me, i heard a clap, then another, then another. I looked over, and Larry was standing just inside the entryway. I finished licking and cleaning Jerry, then turned to Denny to clean him off as well. I felt the slick semen escaping from my ass, i clenched up and got to my feet. My heels clicked as i brushed past Larry, just as he got his clothes off, holding his erection out for me. I kissed him on my way to the restroom; “no time right now sweetie, the caterers will be here soon and i need to get dinner set up. We can play some more after.” The crestfallen look on his face was priceless.

I ran to the bathroom, turned on the bidet to clean everything, then dried and lotioned myself. Feeling refreshed and energized after that yummy appetizer, i joined my guests as they were ushering the caterers in. I came out to direct where everything was to go, and after a moment or two of appreciating my nudity they went to work getting the dishes set up. After i had everything served we sat down to eat, Larry at one end of the dining table, i at the other, Denny and Felipe to my left, Jerry to my right. Since for at least four of the five of us some of the sexual tension had been relieved, we all ate comfortably despite not being properly dressed for dinner. After dinner, i told them to please make themselved comfortable on the terrance, and that i would be out there to join them. I fired up the espresso maching, poured some cognac, and picked out three cigars. I removed the labia piercing, then i took one cigar and placed it inside of me. I put the espresso, the cigar cutter and lighter, and the snifters of cognac on the tray, walking out to my guests. As i handed each their espresso and cognac, i took the cigar out and handed it to Larry. I went back inside, inserted another cigar, walked back outside, and spreading my legs slightly and thrusting my lower torso out, i presented the next cigar to Felipe, who gave me the most beautiful smile as he removed it. Then the same thing for Denny, then finally Jerry. I told them to enjoy themselves while i cleaned up, and then we can decide what would be next. Oh, and now that they had their cigars, my cunt was also available along with my ass and my mouth for the rest of the night.