As we often did on Saturday nights, Kathryn and I
checked into our usual suite at our favorite hotel in
the downtown district. We planned to party a little and
stocked our room with the necessary liquor and mixers
for making Margaritas. We even purchased a small bottle
of expensive tequila to shoot in between our salty
cocktails. Two joints of some killer, one-hit weed
rounded out our party supplies.
As we rode the elevator to the top floor, I noticed a
lot of young people dressed in formal wear. It was then
that it dawned on me that this was Prom season and the
place was partially filled with teenagers getting their
first chance at playing grownup.
Just as we opened the door to our suite, a young couple
came out of the neighboring room, dressed for the dance
they would hopefully remember for the rest of their
lives. I said hello and asked if they were going to be
partying all night?
The young man looked crestfallen and told me that he
had been unable to get any alcohol for the evening due
to his age. He was about 6 ft tall, blonde and a damn
good looking kid, obviously some sort of athlete. His
date was dark haired and green eyed, petite. Her tight
fitting dress made it apparent that she had a hell of a
little body. I guessed both of their ages at seventeen.
I smiled sympathetically and told him that we would
probably return between midnight and one, and that they
were welcome to stop by for a drink. He told me his
name was Jason and his date was Karen and they might
just take us up on that. As soon as I was inside the
door, Kathryn gave me a pirate’s smile and wanted to
know just what sort of foul deeds I was contemplating.
I gave her my best innocent smile, and headed off to
the shower to start getting ready.
Once we were both showered and dressed, Kathryn and I
toured the downtown bars, playfully flirting with
people we met. Some nights, we would pick out a couple
and if the chemistry felt right, invite them back to
our suite for a little late night romp. Sometimes it
was just playful, sometimes there was some serious sex
involved.
I guess Kathryn was feeling a little passionate that
evening, since she kept pointing out prospects that I
always vetoed. One of our guidelines is that we have to
agree on the people we approach. By the end of the
evening, I think she was a little pissed at me.
We called it quits around midnight and arrived back at
the hotel at 12:30. We had no more than sat down when
there was a knock at the door. I went and answered it
and Jason the prom kid from earlier that evening was
standing in the hall looking a bit nervous. I told him
to return to his room and wait a minute.
Our rooms adjoined, and there was a double barrier door
that was used to turn our suite and their single room
into a combined two bedroom suite. I opened the door on
my side and banged on the door on their side. It took
them a couple of minutes to figure the door system out,
but they got it opened. I explained that now nobody
would have to roam the hallway just to get five feet
from one room to the other.
Jason and his girlfriend Karen both came in and sat on
the sofa in the living room. I had forgotten that
before we had left, I had ordered the one price, all
night adult channel and it was playing on the screen in
this room with the sound turned down. At first I
thought of turning it off, but then decided that this
was my damn room and I would do as I please.
Besides, Karen appeared to be fascinated; staring at
the images like the answer to the meaning of life could
be deduced from watching people fuck. Jason, on the
other hand seemed content to follow Kathryn, in her low
cut tight jeans, around the room with his eyes.
Kathryn headed off to the bedroom to change; flashing
me that accusative smile again and I did the honors,
whipping up four margaritas and four shots of straight
tequila. With lemons and salt all around, the kids and
I slammed the scorching liquid before beginning to sip
the salty mixed drinks.
When Kathryn came back out, she was still in the jeans,
but she had put on a more casual crop top and
comfortable sandals. She acted pissed that we didn’t
wait on her to take our shots and Jason apologized all
over himself until Kathryn laughed and downed her shot.
She also noticed that we were out of ice, grabbed the
bucket and headed for the door. As soon as she picked
up the container, Jason the puppy jumped up and
insisted on escorting her down the hall to the ice
machine. It was my turn to give her an accusing smile.
She rolled her eyes at me and mischievously put her arm
through his and skipped off like Dorothy hitting the
yellow brick road. Karen looked up at the two of them
for a second before sipping her margarita and returning
her attention to the porn flick.
I told Karen that her parents must be pretty cool to
allow her to stay the night in a hotel with her date.
She smiled sheepishly and admitted that through a
complex set of kids telling different stories to
different parents that her folks actually believed her
to be at some girl’s house for the evening.
I went to the bedroom and grabbed a hotel note pad and
pen, shoved it in my back pocket, came out and asked if
I could take a look at her room to see how different it
was. She waved me on and I went through the doors and
looked around. I found her purse in the bathroom, right
next to Jason’s wallet. I quickly pulled out their
licenses and jotted down their names and addresses
before replacing everything as it was before my
intrusion.
I had no intention of using this information, but a
back up plan never hurt anyone and blackmail is one
effective tool.
I got back to my room just as the door opened and
Kathryn and her puppy came in with the ice. Jason
looked a little embarrassed and Kathryn had a Cheshire
Cat grin covering her face. I figure she said or did
something provocative to the teenager that had
momentarily scared him good. However, he didn’t put any
distance between him and her. He stayed no more than
one step away from her for the rest of the evening.
When she feels like it, Kathryn can radiate a smoky
sexuality that is difficult for a grown man to resist
and as for a youngster like the puppy? Well, he had no
chance at all.
I poured another round of shots and we all knocked them
back. I was feeling the warmth in my chest, so I know
these kids were being affected. I then recalled the
joints we had brought along and dug one out and fired
it up. I gave Kathryn a shotgun off of it and then
offered it to our young guests. They looked
suspiciously at one another for a moment before Jason
gave in and took a hit. As if this changed everything,
little Karen sucked down the smoke like she grew up in
Jamaica. So much for the ‘Just Say No’ program.
Between the tequila, the margaritas and the herb, we
were all flying pretty high. Karen began complaining
that the prom dress she still had on was uncomfortable.
I told her to go change. She whimpered that her clothes
really were at the girl’s house where she was supposed
to be spending the night. Kathryn chimed in and asked
her if she had a slip on under her dress. Karen said
yes, and Kathryn told her to drop the formal dress and
wear the slip like a sundress. Either logic or a good
buzz convinced Karen to follow this advice and she
disappeared into their room to lose her outer garment.
Kathryn was sitting at the four chair table located
next to the end of the bar, reflexively shuffling a
deck of cards. Jason the puppy was, of course, sitting
next to her. She looked up at him with the innocent
smile of a newborn and asked if he would like to play
some poker. He checked his pockets and pulled out some
wadded bills. Oh, no, she told him. No money would
change hands. They would play strip poker. This is a
classic trick of Kathryn’s and this young man had no
idea that, while her smile might look innocent, it hid
a great white shark just behind her eyes.
Karen returned about five minutes later wearing the
slip, a bra and panties. While Kathryn’s suggestion had
sounded reasonable, the slip turned out to be rather
short. When Karen moved certain ways, her slip
fluttered and I kept getting a glimpse of the triangle
of white lace fabric that covered her young sex. I was
somewhat stiff the rest of the evening. She plopped
back down on the couch next to me and resumed watching
the erotic show. I noticed that she sporadically
repositioned herself and I assumed the movie was
arousing her.
I fixed another round of margaritas, but did not pour
any additional shots. I did, however, put about twice
as much liquor in each mixed drink. By the time I
delivered Kathryn and her new puppy’s drinks to them,
the card game was over. Although he had started in a
tuxedo, complete with cummerbund, he now sat wearing
only his pants and suspenders.
As best I could tell, Kathryn was only missing a sock.
With the game over, she gathered up the donated
clothing and hid it in our bedroom, explaining to Jason
that he would get them back in the morning. Being
without them was simply the price of losing. He made
sure to run off into his room and hide her sock. We all
fell out laughing at that one.
As I was sitting next to Karen, she raised one leg onto
the couch and hugged it up to her chest. This exposed
her again and this time she caught me glancing down. I
thought this may cause a crisis, but she merely grinned
and asked if I had another joint. I got up, retrieved
it, fired it up and escorted it around the room so that
everyone got some. This time I gave a shotgun to both
Kathryn and Karen.
That last joint seemed to push everyone into the zone
where silliness collides with a lack of inhibition.
Jason and Kathryn became louder and more animated and I
spotted the distinct behaviors that Kathryn exhibits
every time she is seriously drifting towards fooling
around with someone. Jason, on the other hand, kept
glancing nervously at me. Kathryn had revealed some
aspects of my military background and that, combined
with my larger size made him think twice about moving
in on my lady.
Kathryn arose and overdramatically announced that if
Karen could be comfortable, so could she. She
disappeared into the bedroom for several minutes before
emerging wearing one of my black dress shirts over a
pair of skin-tight black lace boy short panties. The
shirt had the effect of a miniskirt, but the combined
outfit conveyed only one message to any straight male:
sex.
She interrupted her promenade toward the card table to
get a cigarette out of a pack that sat at the end of
the sofa. She made it look incidental, but I knew this
was just a well planned opportunity to pose. I just
shook my head, looked down and smiled. Jason the puppy,
on the other hand, had a wide-eyed look as if a heart
attack might be a viable option for him very soon.
I whispered to Karen, asking if her boyfriend always
behaved like such a hound. She replied that they were
only dates for the prom and not, in truth. seriously
attached beyond that.
I think Kathryn overheard that, because as she sat back
down next to her puppy, she moved her chair closer and
put her hand on his arm. She then cast a quick glance
in my direction, intentionally catching my eye.
Unbeknownst to the kids, this was an old signal that
she was going to persist in her seduction unless I let
her know that I was hostile to it. I smiled at her and
shifted my eyes quickly in the direction of Karen.
Essentially, in those two scarcely noticeable gestures,
we had agreed not to complain about either of us
getting laid on the side that night.
However, more importantly, was what we both knew
without the need for signs or discussion. We would be
using condoms to remain safe that evening, that in the
morning we would be going home together, that we would
be making love to each other by tomorrow evening, and
that would be the end of this particular story, period.
I refreshed all our drinks and sat back down on the
couch next to the young creature wearing the white
teasingly named ‘sundress’. She suddenly hopped up and
asked if she could kill some of the lights. She said it
was too bright as it was, and she doubted that another
round of drinks would be needed. With nobody
complaining, she clicked switches until the only light
in the room was from the TV screen.
I could barely make out the silhouettes of Kathryn and
Jason, and could not monitor what they were doing.
Before very long, however, I did hear some kissing
sounds, a little whispering and giggling and the
purring noise that Kathryn makes when pleased and at
ease. I sometimes think that the tenor of Kathryn’s
love purr could convert the ‘Fab Five’ from that ‘Queer
Eye’ show onto our team. It has the precise frequency
required to vibrate the male body and soul into a
spirited response.
I was feeling a bit left out and not confident at all
as to what to do next. Karen had been mesmerized all
evening by the stupid adult movie marathon and I had no
idea if she was attracted, repulsed or simply bored. If
that wasn’t enough, though I knew that legally there
was no dilemma, I felt peculiar about hitting on a
teenage girl. This was beginning to feel like one of
those situations that seem more appealing in the mind
than their reality turns out to be in the world.
As I sat confused and uncertain, Karen reached her hand
and took hold of mine. She then pulled it to her lips
and began to tenderly kiss and suck on my fingertips. I
don’t know how this affects anyone else, but it drives
me insane. Any remaining trace of doubt or guilt melted
under the sensation originating at the tips of my
fingers and surging all over my body. She suddenly
stopped and apologized, excusing herself for a trip to
the restroom.
Jason got up at the same time and headed off to the
same bathroom as Karen, which was the one in our suite.
I cleared my throat to get Kathryn’s attention and
walked into the adjoining room as she followed me
straight into the remaining restroom.
I heard the door close behind me and the click of the
lock. I turned straight into the embrace of Kathryn and
looked at her in the dim glow of the safety nightlight.
The feel of her body and the smell of her hair were
intoxicating and we kissed deeply. Our hands wandered
down, mine feeling her through her panties and hers
grasping me through my jeans. She quickly clapped her
hand over my mouth as I let out a moaning sigh.
She placed her lips next to my ear and softly asked me
if, in my amateur legal opinion, we could go to jail
for this evening and after telling her no, I enquired
if, in her catholic opinion, if we could go to hell.
She wasn’t as sure. That caused us a giggle.
I pushed Kathryn back further into the room and told
her that I needed to feel her, just for a minute. This
brought more suppressed giggles as it was something we
said that reminded us of our first encounter.
I tugged her bottoms downward and she turned and placed
her foot on the edge of the shower entrance. I unzipped
my jeans and let them fall to my ankles. We slid
together with me behind her and remained almost
motionless, simply enjoying the way we felt together.
After a couple of minutes, we reluctantly separated and
wet a wash cloth to clean up any evidence.
I asked what the boy was like and she said he was
eager, but inexperienced. I could tell she found it a
little intriguing to feel like she was training a
beginner. She turned the tables on me and asked about
Karen. I said that so far I didn’t have anything to
report other than her sucking on my fingers. This time
I had to clap a hand over her mouth as she almost
busted up laughing. Kathryn was fully aware of the
affect that had on me.
On our way through the extra room, I tossed the
incriminating wash cloth under the bed.
When we got back to the suite, both our guests still
had not returned. I went back to the couch and Kathryn
returned to the dark corner where the table sat. About
the time I thought maybe fear had scared away our young
friends, they both stumbled back through the partially
dark room, each moving to their previous locations. As
soon as Karen was safely back on the couch, I used the
remote to turn the TV off.
I pulled her onto my lap and we began kissing. Karen
started out with the rapid tongue and lip motion of a
teenager, so I gently grasped her face in both hands
and slowed her down into a more enjoyable pace. I
leaned her onto her back on the couch with our lips
still locked and explored with my free hand. It seems
that while she was away she had ditched the bra, so I
massaged her slight breasts and pinched at her nipples
gently. She reacted by shifting her hips up and down
and pushing her tongue deeper into my mouth.
I slid my hand down her stomach and into the front or
her panties. She was furrier than I was used to, since
most mature women kept things trimmed down there. I
slid my finger from one end of her slit to the other
and began stroking her clit. Karen began breathing
quicker and thrusting her pelvis against my hand.
As I was playing with Karen, I heard whispering across
the room and heard chairs knocking together. This was
followed by the sound of feet slowly working their way
through the dark room. The bedroom door was quietly
closed, but there was no sound of it being locked. I
could see light under the door being adjusted with the
dimmer switch in that room. It stopped at a very dim
setting.
Turning my full attention back to the young girl lying
with me on the sofa, I could tell that she was ready to
move somewhere more suitable as our companions had just
done. I thought for a minute about what to do. Go to
the other room with the king size bed and privacy? Or
be naughty and entertain the voyeuristic side of my
character and take the additional queen bed in the
suite’s bedroom.
The devil on my shoulder won out.
I stood up and pulled Karen to her feet directing her
away from the sofa, walking behind her with my hands on
her hips. She began to turn towards the empty single
room, but I guided her towards the door with the light
streaming from underneath. I felt her hesitate for a
second, but an encouraging prod got her moving in the
correct direction. She stopped at the door and I
whispered into her ear to open it, and that I would
close it behind me before we went to whichever bed was
empty without saying a word.
When the door opened, Kathryn and Jason, lying on the
first bed, jumped and rolled a little apart from each
other. I could see that Jason had removed the clothes
that he had not lost in the card game and that Kathryn
hadn’t yet removed her panties. The shirt she had on
was partially unbuttoned revealing her very sexy flat
stomach. Without a word, I led Karen past the occupied
bed and sent her around to the other side, where she
grabbed the opposite side blanket and sheet from me and
we yanked them down. Jason and Kathryn were still
watching us somewhat shocked, but Kathryn herself was
beginning to grin.
I took off my shirt and threw it over on a dresser and
sat on the edge of the bed and sent my socks off in the
same direction as the shirt. I did not remove my jeans,
as I was going commando that evening and didn’t want to
be nude just yet. Without any prompting, Karen
discarded the slip/sundress and crawled onto the bed
and stood on her knees. She looked cute as hell wearing
white lace panties and kneeling in a pose reminiscent
of an old Playboy photo.
I bounced onto the bed on my knees and kissed her as we
both explored each others bodies with caressing hands.
I tossed her playfully down onto her back and started
working my tongue across her breasts and slowly down
her stomach. I rubbed her pussy mound firmly with my
hand and continued my licking downward, stopping at the
top of her panties. I moved back up and kissed her hard
on the mouth and slid her panties down until she bent
her knees and helped me remove them completely.
Kathryn had recovered from the arrival of uninvited
guests and certainly was not going to be outdone by me.
I heard Jason gasp, and I snuck a peek at them just as
Kathryn licked his dick from one end to the other
before slipping it between her lips and sucking hard. I
moved down the bed and, after spreading Karen’s legs
placed my head over her sex.
She froze for a second, apparently unused to oral
pleasure. I moved slowly, tracing circles around the
edge of her fur until she relaxed and then I ran my
tongue up her wet slit. She moaned as I straightened my
tongue into a hard point and worked over her clit.
Glancing over the young girl’s thigh, I could see that
Kathryn was having a different problem than a frozen
partner. Jason was humping up off the bed from his back
wildly, but Kathryn pressed down on his stomach and
settled him down. I caught her glancing in my direction
and our eyes met filled with sparkling amusement and
delight.
It only took a few minutes of this action to excite the
kids to the point where they might soon lose it.
Kathryn stopped first and pulled a condom from the
nightstand drawer and opened it. Then, just to make me
watch and to show off, she placed it between her teeth
and lips and applied it to Jason. It will sound odd,
but the sight of my lady doing a stunt like that almost
made me cum. Jason made a clumsy move like he intended
to move his face down to taste Kathryn, but she pushed
him onto his back.
When I felt that Karen was breathing and writhing at a
pace that seemed prepared, I stopped eating her young
pussy and lay back next to her on a pillow. Karen
unbuttoned my jeans, tugged the zipper down on my fly
and wrestled my pants off and onto the floor.
I think she intended to go down on me, but, like
Kathryn had done Jason, I discouraged her and picked a
condom out of the drawer instead. I opened the package
and Karen insistently tried to put it on me, having it
turned with the roll backwards on the first try. She
achieved it on the second attempt and we began kissing
again as she squeezed my cock and I fingered her pussy.
Kathryn was astride Jason when I looked the next time
and was pulling her panties aside and holding his dick
to line up with her entrance. I watched as she slowly
inserted him into her. I saw that even Karen was
watching this erotic scene. Jason was turning red from
trying to be still as Kathryn’s tiny pussy teasingly
engulfed his wrapped penis.
I was so turned on; I just heaved Karen on top of me,
grabbed my cock and roughly shoved it into her young
pussy. She began bounding up and down, working her sex
over me wildly. I could tell this was not going to last
very long.
On the other bed, I heard Jason literally scream out
and I immediately recognized the cause: Kathryn had
clamped down her powerful internal muscles on him like
a vice. As she slackened the pressure, Jason pumped for
a few minutes before yelling out once again as he came
like mad in Kathryn’s perfect sex.
I didn’t last but a couple of minutes longer before I
too exploded. Karen seemed to get off some, but with
girls that age, it is really hard to distinguish
between what they felt and what they imagined. I just
held her on top of me until my dick stopped twitching.
Though she obviously enjoyed it, I don’t think Kathryn
quite got off. She smiled at me nonetheless as things
calmed down, satisfied that she had given that young
man an unforgettable experience.
After resting for a while, both Jason and I slipped out
to the bathroom to ditch the used condoms. Heading back
to the bedroom, we met Kathryn as she headed to the
kids’ room explaining that since they were not really
together, Jason and Karen might like to sleep in the
two beds in our room. Jason agreed and went straight
back to the bed he and Kathryn had shared while Karen
snoozed on the one her and I had used.
I hugged Kathryn, kissed her deeply and we crawled into
the fresh king sized bed. We snuggled up to one
another, intending to go to sleep. However, with her
still unsatisfied and her scent in my nose and her body
against mine, we became aroused again. We started
making love somewhat raucously. This apparently both
awakened and excited the kids.
Shortly after we began, the sound of bare feet padding
through the suite reached us and both Jason and Karen
slipped into bed with us. Luckily, Karen entered my
side and Jason entered Kathryn’s. We all four spent a
few hours messing around and fucking together in
various combinations before drifting off to sleep in a
pile of bodies. This session had left everybody
satiated.
I awoke in the morning to the smiling face of Kathryn
leaning her head on her arm and looking at me. She
pointed downward to the two young friends intertwined
around us both and dead asleep. I grinned back and
leaned over and kissed her.
The exotic memories of the previous evening came
flooding back and made me very impatient to get my
beautiful lady home and alone. She noticed the
predatory look in my eye and lightheartedly glared at
me like I was nuts, but I knew that once we were home,
showered, and relaxed, I could talk her into a
seduction.
Hell, if I had to, I could always swear to take her to
another Prom…