A Proper Education (closed)

[saedo]

Closed for AndreaSubbie

The night air was refreshingly cool after the heat of the day. Travis put a protective arm around his daughter's shoulders as the two walked up to the plain door. The brownstone was just like the others on the block. At least, from the outside.

Travis turned to his daughter and smiled. Andi had just turned 18 a week and a half ago, so tonight was a bit of a late celebration. He could see the nervous energy in her steps. He'd told her about what to expect inside, but that was still a far cry from seeing it firsthand. Travis felt a a surge of excitement all his own. He'd been looking forward to showing this to Andi for months now.

"Let me just make sure your mask is secure," he said, slipping into "Dad Mode" for a minute. Andi wore a pale white mask that covered her forehead down to her nose and cheekbones; a pair of soft white ribbons secured it to her honey-blonde hair in the back. (Travis' was similar, but black in color.) At his recommendation, she'd worn it up in a single long ponytail that bobbed several inches down her back; Travis always liked it when she exposed her slender neck, graceful as a swan. He checked the bows behind her head and pronounced them ready. "All good. Let's go inside."

Travis opened the door and they entered a sizable foyer. A young woman with glasses and a clipboard stepped forward. Behind her stood a burly gentleman. Their masks were less elaborate than theirs, marking these as staff. Travis extended the embossed invitation to the girl. Once she'd confirmed them, she invited them to check their coats.

Travis readily handed his over before helping Andi off with hers. Beneath his trench coat, he wore a black silk robe that belted at the waist and fell midway down his thigh. Underneath, he wore only a pair of matching silk boxer and the gold cross he'd worn around his neck since his Confirmation decades ago.

Andi's outfit was slightly more elaborate. The silk corset was festooned with ribbons and bows that added some decoration to the otherwise pure white; it was accompanied by a pale white skirt of a more gauzy consistency that just hinted at the white silk panties underneath.

The outfit had been another surprise that Travis had personally selected. He gave himself a small pat on the back for guessing Andi's size so well. Admittedly, he'd slightly underestimated her height and bust, causing the skirt to be a bit short and the bodice to be a tad tight. Still, the corset hugged her waist and hips perfectly. With high heels -- also in white -- adding nearly four inches to her slender legs, she looked an absolute vision.

Travis guided her through the interior doors and gave Andi a moment to take in the room. Around two dozen masked individuals milled about the large room with a roughly even mix of men and women. The males dressed much as Travis did, though a few were bare-chested in their boxers. The women's attire varied much more wildly. Some wore silk robes or just simple bra-and-panty sets; others wore more elaborate lingerie covered in ribbons, lace, straps, bows, etc.

Travis nudged his daughter slightly. "See," he whispered. "I told you that outfit wasn't too skimpy. You're almost fully dressed compared to some of these girls." He gave her a warm smile. "You're fitting in just fine, sweetie."

Placing his hand at the small of her back, Travis guided his daughter forward. "This is the main room because of the bar at the back corner," he explained, "but there will also be people mingling throughout the house. How about we just walk around a bit and let you look around? If you see anyone interesting, we'll stop so you can look more closely. Maybe even talk to them."

The latter was why Travis had brought Andi here. Officially Andi was a lesbian, but Travis had his doubts. While he couldn't profess to read his daughter's mind, he was fairly sure she was attracted to men, but that she'd largely written off engaging with them because her only options were stupid, arrogant, clumsy teenage boys. Given how hot her girlfriend was, Travis could understand Andi having so little interest in grubby adolescents.

But Travis also had ambitions for having a grandkid or two to carry on his bloodline and both Andi and her girlfriend seemed disinclined towards reproduction. That he could not let pass. So perhaps some exposure to mature masculinity would bring her thinking around. After all, it had worked well enough for her mother.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Andrea nodded, acknowledging her father's intentions. After all, she was only at the party to observe. This was really his kind of place, not hers. Despite having been a bit nervous at her dad's choice of outfit for her, she felt reassured on seeing just how minimally the other women were dressed. But as they proceeded deeper into the place she had to walk carefully to keep herself discreetly covered, and she floated across the floor in what she hoped would be a serene glide.

Thankfully it was warm inside, much like the day had been, much warmer than the cool fresh air on the street, and better suited to bare chests of some of the men. She tried not to stare at the blatant sexuality exuded by all these mature people. They were not old, but experience screamed out at her as she observed the confident way they carried themselves.

Her father's talk on the facts of life, the birds and bees, had somewhat surprised her. She was eighteen, for goodness sake, with a girlfriend. And she'd had all the necessary lessons on reproduction in Biology at school. But her father had hinted that while he didn't disapprove of Hannah, in fact, she guessed he probably fancied her as much as Andrea did, all legs and hair and eyes and lithe form and a derriere that model agencies would kill for, he wanted his daughter to consider men as well.

Reading between the lines, sex was not just for fun, but also for procreation.

A masked party had been a good idea, but anyone who knew her father would still recognise him, and consequently would probably work out who she was. Still, it was unlikely that anyone from school would be at the party. So she was free to observe, to be educated in some of the finer aspects of human sexuality, and see how sophisticated grown-up men and women behaved with each other.

Thankfully she had a father who wasn't a prude but had bought her a large double bed for a previous birthday, encouraging her to experiment sexually in the comfort of her bedroom rather than in some grubby location or behind the school gym.

This party was simply the next phase in her education.

 

[saedo]

Travis first brought her by the bar. Ordering an old fashioned for himself, he selected a cosmopolitan for her. Most of the other guests had drinks in hand, so Andi would more easily blend into the crowd. Also, a bit of alcohol in the teen's system could ease her tensions. He watched with a grin as she took her first sip.

Travis leaned in close, his hand on her shoulder. "Now remember, sweetie," he whispered mere inches from her ear so no one could overhear. "Inside here, you should call me 'Daddy', not 'Dad'. I'm just your boyfriend."

He'd discussed this subterfuge with her in preparation for tonight. Technically the party had no real rules about such things, but Travis suspected the other guests would not understand his motives if the truth were known. Better they think they were just a couple.

Besides, Travis doubted anyone would question their story. A substantial percentage of the men here were accompanied by much younger second wives, prospective fiancées, mistresses, etc. Seeing Travis with a beautiful woman clearly a couple decades his junior, everyone would presume he was Andi's sugar daddy.

It helped that Travis hadn't been here in quite awhile. The past year had been busy and he'd had an off-again-on-again relationship with a pharmaceutical rep. As such, anyone who might recognize Travis while masked would not hardly be surprised if he had someone new with him.

Travis was also pleased that Andi hadn't yet mentioned Hannah all evening. His daughter was quite devoted to her girlfriend, so she'd been initially reluctant to attend the party lest she appear to be sneaking around. He'd done his best to convince Andi that she was only here to look and learn; she wasn't expected to do anything.

Of course, Travis hoped she would do more than that. Hannah was a peach -- and not just her incredible ass -- but Travis didn't want his daughter eschewing men all her life because that was what Hannah wanted. (The girl was quite seductive; he still remembered the time Hannah had tied a double knot in a cherry stem using only her tongue.) Hopefully a night away from Hannah might encourage Andi to try something new.

Together, the father and daughter drifted amongst the crowd. Mingling was easy. Andi attracted appreciative stares from many they'd passed. A few even offered praising comments. "Oh, I love your hair." "Nice lipstick; is that Bobbi Brown?"

And then there was the zaftig brunette in a lacy corset who offered Andi some lingerie advice. "You look amazing! Bet that pinches a bit, doesn't it? Curves like yours can be hard to fit. Believe me, I know, honey," she chuckled, nodding towards her own impressive cleavage. She laid a hand on Andi's forearm. "Have your man take you to Marjorie's Sewing on 23rd; she makes all my stuff. Expensive, but worth every penny. Tell her Charlene sent you; she'll hook you right up."

Travis leaned in as the woman and her husband drifted away. "And to think you thought you wouldn't fit in," he chided softly. "Look, you've already made a friend. And if you like, we can stop by this Marjorie's next week."

Andi seemed much more enthused after that. Travis watched as she interacted with the other guests. Yes, she was casting an appreciative eye at the many attractive females. But she wasn't ignoring the men, either. Indeed, he'd caught her a few times sneaking glances at the crotches of some of the more attractive candidates. The rather loose support afforded by silk boxers made for some telltale bulges down there.

As such, Travis suspected Andi had more than a passing interest in a dark-skinned gentleman lounging on a couch in a sitting room. He looked to be about Travis' age, judging by the slight lines in his lean face and the hint of gray at his temples. He was presently listening to a balding man expound on the current F1 driver standings. The elder man's wife -- a skinny raven-haired woman easily 30 years his junior -- seemed to be paying little attention to her husband and considerably more to the thick bulge running parallel to virile man's left thigh. As was Andi, so far as Travis could tell.

The well-endowed man showed little interest in either member of the couple; most likely feigning politeness till he could find a way to escape. "How about that man over there, Andi?" Travis inquired, nodding his head subtly to that corner of the room. "He seems rather . . . interesting. And I think he'd welcome the opportunity to get away from that frightful bore. Why don't we go rescue him?" Travis place his hand at the small of Andi's back and urged her forward.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Andrea let her father guide her towards the couch and the three people there. She followed the gaze of the slim, dark-haired pretty woman and noticed the curiously attractive large sausage shape draped down the thigh of the seated gentleman.

Could that really be a penis, she wondered, her eyes fixed on it as they got closer. Surely it was too big, too long, too fat. She'd heard that erect penises might possibly grow to that size, but this was clearly not rigid from the beautiful line it formed under the silk covering.

Out of politeness, Andrea looked up into the faces of the three people they were about to meet. She would let her Daddy make any introductions, but only two of the three held any interest for her. And one of those might be a rival in pursuit of the snake adorning the seated man's thigh. Andrea could sense immediately that the dark, pretty woman had set her sights on enjoying that penis and wasn't in a mood to share; battle lines were already drawn.

But Andrea was here merely to observe and tried not to antagonise the slightly older woman and instead looked the seated gentleman in the eye.

He was the first person they'd seen who broke through Andrea's reserve, and she knew that her breathing had quickened and there was a little colour rising up her chest and throat. She needed to be careful. That lady who offered her opinion on Andrea's corset had clearly noticed that she was in danger of spilling out of it, and if she continued to breathe so deeply her nipples were in danger of making an appearance.

Calming herself by force of will, she looked again at everyone in turn; her Daddy, the man discussing racing, the woman with him, and once again the seated gentleman. Everyone seemed to be looking at the seated gentleman.

 

[saedo]

The trio all looked in their direction as they approached. Travis noted with a touch of fatherly pride how each of them took particular note of Andi. She truly was a vision.

The Charlene woman was right, though: he'd definitely misjudged Andi's curves. In his mind's eye, she was still this slender reed of a girl. But apparently she'd been growing into some of her mother's curves the past year. And perhaps the excitement had added a little extra heft to bosom; her mother's breasts used to swell noticeably when she was aroused, too.

Travis had hoped Andi might feel confident enough to speak, but his daughter remained mum. Well, she was out of her element, so he couldn't fault her.

Fortunately the handsome gentleman proved more outgoing. "Well, hello," he declared warmly. His voice had a bassy rumble, seeming to come from deep within his broad chest.

"Good to see you," Travis replied. He nodded towards the slender woman and her husband. "And a good evening to you as well. We apologize for interrupting your conversation; I'm sure it must have been fascinating. It's just that last time we'd mentioned discussing that thing when next we met . . . ."

Travis trailed off while looking pointedly at the reclining man. This was a gamble on his part. He'd never laid eyes on this man before and he certainly had never spoken to him.

The man stared blankly for a few seconds, then blinked. "Ah!" he suddenly exclaimed. "Right! Yes, now I remember. Of course, yes, that thing, yes."

He rose to his feet. "So sorry, but I really must speak with these two," he apologized to the husband and wife. "Perhaps another time. Very nice meeting you."

The man stepped away from the couch and placed a hand on Travis' shoulder. "How about we freshen those drinks first?" he suggested. "Yes, let's." He smiled at the now confused husband and wife as he walked away with Travis and Andi.

Once they'd reached the next room, the man slumped against the wall and chuckled. "Lord, thank you for that! You cannot believe how much I wanted to escape that boring ass conversation!"

Travis chuckled as well. "We had a hunch you might need rescuing. I'm Travis, by the way, and this is Andi."

The man straightened up. "Oh, pardon me. I'm Simon. It is a pleasure to meet you both."

"Actually, it was mostly Andi's idea," Travis replied. "She came here tonight hoping to meet someone interesting and she honed in on you as soon as we entered the room. So naturally we had to help you."

Simon smiled, deepening the laugh lines around his mouth. His teeth seemed quite bright against his dark complexion. He had a few inches on Travis, so Andi's head didn't quite reach his chin. He bent forward slightly to meet her gaze, but his eyes did glance appreciatively at her impressive décolletage. "Well, then, thank you very much, Andi. I am very grateful. And if you don't mind me saying, you are perhaps the loveliest woman I have seen here all evening. So please, if there is anything I can do to repay the favor . . . ?"

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Andrea was more than a little surprised at the subterfuge of her father but was also impressed.

The skillful way that he had extricated the dark gentleman, Simon, offering a possible exit that Simon had quickly seized on and exploited, had been quite impressive. Almost as impressive as the snake that by now must have been hanging between those nicely muscled dark thighs.

But that hadn't been her father's only clever trickery. What was all that about her hoping to meet someone, honing in on him, and about it being her idea?

Whatever game her father was playing, it certainly put her very much in the headlights of Simon's attention. She was getting the full wattage of his beams. And he called her the loveliest woman he'd seen all evening!

Andrea's blush again crawled up her throat to her cheeks and she lowered her eyes bashfully, very aware of the scrutiny she was getting, especially of her boobs now barely contained in a too-small corset that seemed to be shrinking.

"Nice to meet you too, er, Simon Sir," she managed."Daddy thought it might be nice for me to, um, meet you?" Andrea cringed inside at her crass attempt at conversation, at how ignorant and inept it sounded.

She didn't add that she suspected her father wanted her to know what it would be like to be near such a large penis, that he somehow knew that she'd be affected by it.

She was breathing fast, again, chest rising and falling, and she knew that her swelling nipples were only just held inside the bright white corset, a white that would contrast dramatically with the light pink of her areola if they happened to peep out.

Her whole consciousness seemed absorbed by her awareness of her nipples, awareness of her father manipulating them all, and awareness of the incredibly close proximity of a barely concealed super-penis.

 

[saedo]

"Nice to meet you too, er, Simon Sir"

Simon swept his eyes over the young lovely. Though long of leg, she was still no match for his own height. That gave him a particularly enviable vantage on her very impressive cleavage. Particularly since she was breathing with sufficient rapidity to cause her tits to balloon precipitously beyond the limits of her bodice.

"Daddy thought it might be nice for me to, um, meet you?"

The young woman glanced to the older gentleman with her. This Travis was at least a couple decades older than his companion, but looked to be in good health. The two definitely shared an affection, though; the girl's desire for Travis' approval was plain to see. Likewise, Travis seemed genuinely warm in the smile he gave her.

Simon made some quick deductions. Simon had attended these parties for several months, so he'd been approached by such couples before. Andi was nervous, but eager. Likely her first time, but she wanted to experiment. Try something -- or someone -- new.

And apparently Travis cared enough to support her fantasy by bringing her here. Or perhaps he was one of the types that liked to watch. Simon discounted the possibility that Travis wanted a threesome; the only admiring glances he'd seen the man take had been at passing females. No, Travis was doing this for his lady.

Simon swept his gaze over Andi once again. Clearly she liked his attention. A gentle blush now brightened her cheeks and her eyes were large with expectation. Yes, he was definitely interested in this one.

"Well, I am pleased to make your acquaintance," Simon replied. He took her right hand in his and brought it to his lips.

His gaze dropped to her breasts again. They really were something. At first he'd assumed they were too full and round to be real, but Andi's breathing added a jiggle that saline just couldn't replicate.

"Andi, I agree. It would be nice for us to get to know each other better," he continued. Simon kept an eye on Travis, just in case he'd read the situation wrong. No, her sugar daddy was clearly supportive of this direction. Simon pressed on. "If I may be direct, Andi, I think I'd like to see far more of you. All of you, in fact. I would very much like to see you without that lovely corset. Would you like to show me, Andi?"

 

[AndreaSubbie]

"Without the corset?" Andrea repeated, not so much to check that she'd heard right, but more to give herself time to process what Simon had just said to her. It actually sounded to her ears like she was being rude, so she quickly added, "Sir, I mean, Simon, Sir."

She glanced desperately at her father for guidance. She was only here to observe, to look, and yes maybe sense the draw and power of an impressive male organ. She wasn't supposed to actually join in, to do anything. She had a girlfriend.

She'd noticed that Simon had checked with Daddy for a green light, had noticed Daddy's subtle encouragement, had guessed that Daddy had brought about this introduction to teach her something, but surely Simon was now going too far?

He still held her hand, the back of it was warm from where he'd brushed it against his lips.

And Daddy seemed quite content to let Simon's eyes continue to devour her boobs, to the point of Simon asking her to uncover them!

Andrea took another look around the room, at the couples touching each other, at the bare chests of so many men, at the minimal attire of the women, many of whom were in just underwear.

The whole room held an atmosphere of sexually charged anticipation.

Simon's tone of voice said that although he had asked her politely, he expected her to do it. Although he had phrased it as if it were her wish that mattered, it was more in the nature of an instruction. And Daddy wasn't correcting Simon but simply returned Andrea's questioning look.

She retrieved her hand and smoothed the corset down, taking a steadying breath, glancing around again but now seeing that a few people were looking their way, maybe sensing something.

"Yes, Sir, of course," she replied to Simon and thought she caught a gesture of approval from Daddy.

Using both hands she deftly unfastened the lovely white corset and removed it, letting it hang at her side still gripped in her left hand, the right trying to ease the sudden flutterings in her tummy.

She was breathing fast again, but with nothing now to contain her upper body her breasts rose and fell, temporarily inflating at every inhalation. She suddenly hoped that Simon liked her buoyant c-cups and light pink pencil eraser nipples with their inch wide areola as much as Hannah did.

Andrea stopped breathing; held her breath. Waited for comment. Glanced between Daddy and Simon, both of whom were seeing her tits for the first time.

 

[saedo]

Travis resisted the urge to smile. He'd always believed his daughter to be a great beauty, but Andi always demurred. He was her father, so he was inherently biased. But Simon knew Andi not at all, so his ogling appraisal must clearly be impartial.

The handsome stranger also clearly didn't mess around. Within minutes, Simon suggested he'd like to see Andi without her clothing. Of course, that was only slightly bold for these gatherings. The primary motivation for attendance was usually sexual, so the courtship process was often abbreviated.

Simon followed his suggestion with a nod to a hallway to the right. Travis hadn't been in this location in some time, but most likely bedrooms and other private areas could be found in that direction. Yes, clearly Simon had libidinous designs on Andi.

Travis looked to Andi to gauge her reaction. Things were moving a bit more rapidly than he'd expected, but he had hoped that she would meet a male that might spark her interest. Having sparked such interest in Simon, how would she respond to his suggestion?

~~~~~~~
Simon watched with interest as a flurry of emotion passed across the young woman's face. He noted both eagerness and reticence. Perhaps she'd liked the idea of attending one of these parties in the abstract. An intimate encounter with a masked stranger surely piqued the senses. But now the fantasy threatened to become reality, so she hesitated. Would she take that last step?

"Yes, Sir, of course," Andi replied after a thoughtful pause.

Simon smiled approvingly. He turned in order to guide her back to the private areas. But then the young lady surprised him. Her hands disappeared behind her and moments later, he corset slid free.

Simon blinked. The young woman was standing topless before him. That was a first. In his time attending these soirées, he'd seen the occasional quick flash of nudity: a breast being flashed or popping free from too snug lingerie; perhaps a glimpse of penis or pussy when a surreptitious groping became not-so-surreptitious; etc. But never such an open display.

It didn't take long for others to take notice. Masks turned in their direction. Murmurs rippled through the crowd:

Do you see that?
Why isn't she dressed?
Wow, look at those tits!
Is she naked?"
What is she doing?
They're so big!
Such cute nipples
Look how perky they are!
Hard enough to cut glass.
I used to have boobs like those.
Bounce a quarter off of them
Amazing.​

Amongst the buzz from the dozen or so bystanders, Simon didn't hear recrimination. And as he thought about it, the party guidelines only had a dress code for the party entrance; once past the foyer and the coat check, the rules were silent. Andi might only be doing something against the norm rather than violating a deeply-held taboo.

Moreover, how could one not appreciate the beauty. Andi looked like a bustier version of one of those marble statues from ancient Greece. Indeed, her body seemed like something carved by a sculptor to be a paragon of feminine beauty. Having seen, he now wanted to touch.

Simon glanced around. The occupants of the room were no longer scattered in loose clusters around the room. All of them were drifting closer to his little trio, forming a circle about three feet away. He smiled; they all wanted to see more.

His dark gaze turned to Andi. She seemed not to notice the rest of the room. Her eyes stared only at him. Awaiting his words. His blood warmed at the thought.

"Andi, you are even lovelier than I imagined," Simon declared softly. "Has anyone ever told you what beautiful breasts you have? They are really quite exquisite."

Simon could feel the deep thud of his heart in his chest. His cock began to grow heavy with blood, hanging thicker and lower in his silk boxers. He really should take her to a private area so he join in.

But the gentle presence of the observers offered an unfamiliar but pleasant source of excitement. Would Andi be willing to go a little further.

Simon dropped his gaze lower. He couldn't resist a lingering glance at her breasts -- such incredible buoyance for their size -- but then followed her lovely abs down to the white silk of her panties. "Andi, having seen you without your corset," he began, "I would very much like to see all of you. Would you show me the rest of you?"

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Andrea let out the held breath in a gentle whoosh. One of relief and possibly pride.

Simon liked her boobs. Her breasts. He called them exquisite!

But the rest of her? He wanted to see that too? He wanted her to uncover herself even more? Andrea was aware of the audience that had gathered, surrounding them on three sides, enclosing her, Simon and Daddy.

What did Daddy think? Every glance she directed at him was returned with what appeared to be quiet approval, or at least, not disapproval. But undress more?

The tension and expectation in the room were so strong she felt the pressure of them as if disobeying Simon's instruction, politely couched once more as an invitation, would be a huge breach of etiquette. An embarrassment to her Daddy and an insult to Simon, as well as a disappointment to the roomful of people.

She loosened the floaty sheer white skirt and let it flutter to the floor, pooling around her white heels like a puddle of shed innocence. She was now wearing nothing but shoes and white silk panties which clung to her shape to hide little of the girl within.

That was enough. Surely. Tits and legs on display, bottom barely covered.

The tension mounted. The audience waited. Simon just looked at her.

Andrea hooked her thumbs in the waistband of the tiny panties and slid them down slightly, looking at her father.

"Daddy?"

She said it clearly. Not loud, but she didn't need to be. She was seeking permission, approval, and also broadcasting the group dynamic. Her heart was threatening to burst from her chest and she could feel the blush of excitement rising up her throat.

The tension. It was delicious. She knew it. She had everyone's attention. Was she about to strip naked in a room full of people, none of whom had seen her naked before? Not even her father. It was wrong, depraved, inappropriate. She mustn't do it, of course.

She stared into Daddy's eyes as she pulled the panties lower, and without slowing their descent switched her gaze to Simon, revealing her neat bikini-trimmed bush and then letting her panties fall to her ankles. Waxed as she was from the clitoris down, her pink "inny" slit was now open to everyone's view, though with her ankles together the inner lips remained concealed.

She had done it. Stripped naked. On-demand. In front of strangers. In front of her father. She should be ashamed. She wasn't. She took a breath and swelled her chest, sucking her tummy in.

She felt great.

 

[saedo]

Travis stared in quiet wonder. Andi had seemed rather shy about even attending the party when he first proposed it. He'd hoped to merely pique her interest in men by letting her interact with some mature examples. To see her stripped down to her underwear was far beyond anything he'd expected.

She really was quite impressive, too. Her breasts were so pleasingly full. Moreover, they jutted from her chest with incredible vigor. Even the female observers expressed admiration -- or even jealousy -- for Andi's lovely orbs.

Moreover, Andi seemed so pleased by the attention. The way her face lit up as he faced Simon to show herself off. Oh, this was going surprisingly well.

So when Simon suggested Andi show a little more, Travis looked to his daughter. Was she confident enough in herself to take that next step? So when Andi looked to him for his approval, he of course gave her the nod.

~~~~~
Simon found himself wondering why he'd never tried this before. Perhaps the other women he'd seen naked at these parties might have been equally willing to display themselves for him publicly. It made him feel so powerful to have this lovely creature yield to his whims like this.

Andi hesitated a bit longer this time, but that only made her striptease the more enticing. She faced him the entire time as she slowly pushed the white silk waistband past her hips and down her thighs. When gravity pulled the bit of fabric down to her ankles, she stood in front of him wearing nothing but her high heels.

The whispers and comment from the crowd grew into a steady hum around them. No one had ever seen anything like this before. All eyes in the room stared at Andi with curiosity and hunger.

The latter was cause for concern, though. Another gentleman reached out cautiously as if to touch Andi. The woman alongside him smiled and reached out as well. Soon they might all be doing it.

But Simon didn't want to share. He wanted this gorgeous girl all to himself. He needed to stake his claim.

He stepped towards Andi till he was within inches and slid behind her. His right arm encircled her chest, his bare forearm pressing across her firm breasts. He slid his left around her midsection, laying his hand low on her toned abdomen.

"You are a beauty beyond compare, Andi," he murmured softly as he held her naked back to his chest. With his mouth so close to her ear, he spoke with quiet intensity. "I thank you for showing me."

He leaned his hips forward as he spoke. Seeing her audacious nudity had inspired a considerable thickening of his cock, so positioning himself behind her also shielded his growing erection. Simon now pressed this girthy hardness against her bare skin.

"I'd like to show you something in return. But not here. Do you see that doorway to the right? I'd like you join me in private there." Simon pressed against her in the direction indicate.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Andrea started to move in the direction Simon indicated.

In private? What did that mean? Was Daddy coming too? As she moved forward she shot her father a concerned look, a quiet plea. But for what? What did she want Daddy to do?

She wanted him not to leave her alone.

Andrea didn't know the rules. Didn't know what she was agreeing to. Didn't know what the expectations were.

As she continued forward towards the private door, stepping out of her discarded garments, clad in nothing but her heels, her face turned to keep looking at her father.

"Daddy?" It was more a quiet, almost strangled cry rather than a question. Yet she continued forward.

It occurred to her that she had made quite a bold statement by stripping naked in front of the whole room. Under the circumstances, given the overtly erotic nature of the party, people would probably assume she was available. That she had given her consent by revealing herself.

And maybe it could also be assumed that joining a man in private was also giving him her consent.

But she didn't know. She was confused; partly by the swift change from observer to participant, partly by her own brazen exhibition, and partly by the intoxicating reaction of the people in the room.

She liked their reaction. A lot.

 

[saedo]

Travis watched as Simon suggested Andi retreat to a private room with him. For a moment, he felt a surge of fatherly concern for her. But then wasn't this what he'd hoped might happen?

Andi turned to him even as she took a few steps towards the exit. "Daddy?"

Her voice sounded concerned. Was she worried about being alone with this man?
Or was she just afraid of leaving her father behind? "It's alright, sweetie," he replied, smiling at her. "If you want to go with him, you have my permission."

~~~~
Simon kept his arms around the young woman. She felt so warm and vibrant against him. He could feel her heat through the silk covering his torso. Simon couldn't resist grinding his bulging hardness against her as he guided her towards the next hallway.

Still, she hesitated, turning towards her sugar daddy. Not the worst quality, he supposed. Some of the young women he'd met here were positively callous about their older husbands. Granted, that made them rather eager for his virility, but it did also make them heartless gold-diggers. This Andi, though, appeared to genuinely care about hers.

"See? He's fine with it. Now don't worry, my lovely," he whispered in her ear. "I'll take very good care of you."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

But Daddy said it was okay to go with this Simon. In fact, it was possible that he was pleased about how things were working out.

After all, it had been Daddy's idea to come to this party, and Daddy's idea for her to meet Simon. And Daddy didn't seem to disapprove of her disrobing. Yes, it was all very confusing.

Andrea continued towards the Private area under Simon's guidance, his hand on her back welcome, a comfort in this situation where she felt so out of place.

But she was a lesbian. Not interested in men. And yet it seemed unavoidable that she would be having some kind of sexual encounter with Simon; a man.

The only thing she was sure of was that she'd enjoyed the reactions she'd received to stripping naked, enjoyed being looked at, enjoyed being watched. Was there any chance that this surprise encounter might not be so private after all?

 

[saedo]

With Andi yielding to his direction, Simon guided her out of the room and into one of the side passages. It took a few moments to find an unused room. Fortunately it turned out to be a spare bedroom. The room was small, containing little else but a narrow bed outfitted with plain cotton sheets. Hardly a magnificent setting, but it would serve well enough.

Simon drew Andi inside and pulled the door shut behind them. As the girl turned, she got her first look at the erection that had been digging into her. The immense thickness bulged along the right leg of his boxers, threatening to split the inseam. The massive cockhead was fully visible past the bottom hem, reaching somewhere near the vicinity of his knee.

Simon hadn't wanted anyone this badly in ages. Staring at the naked beauty, he'd hakf a mind to throw her on the bed and take her. Perhaps if he'd been with her before. But her bold public display might not mean she was equally bold in private. Moreover, the rules strongly emphasized consent. He took a deep breath to steady himself.

"Andi, darling," he breathed as her eyes gazed at his enormity. "You were so kind as to distobe yourself; could you step over here and take off my clothes now? I wish to feel your bare skin against my cock."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Oh my!

Simon said the word cock. His cock. That enormous threatening man-sausage almost bursting out of his shorts.

It was mesmerising, like one of those snakes that almost hypnotises its victim. And she felt like a victim about to be devoured. Or was it more like a sacrifice? Was she the sacrificial virgin about to be consumed by the monster?

Raising her eyes to Simon's face, she stepped forward and knelt in front of him, slowly drawing the silk down his legs, past the fat protrusion and to his ankles so that he could step out of the garment, his enormous cock free.

"There, Sir," she replied looking up, trying to avoid the massive masculine sex tool right by her face.

She glanced at the closed door, wishing he'd left it open. Somehow it felt wrong for such symbolic activity as she anticipated not to be witnessed by any who might want to stop by.

 

[saedo]

Simon's cock rose up to a semi-vertical position. The kneeling girl stared at it with wide eyes, clearly awed by its size. Perhaps even afraid. No doubt he was considerably bigger than what she was used to.

Her eyes darted towards the door. Possible regret? Maybe the idea of fooling around with someone other than her older husband/boyfriend had sounded fun in theory, but now reality was stepping in.

Simon moved to assure her. "Hey, everything is okay, darling," he said, placing a hand on her cheek. He gently tilted her face till she was staring up him and his immense cock. "I'm sure your sugar daddy is right outside. You're totally safe in here. So let's just have some fun, okay?"

"Safe" was more of a relative term, though. Simon had every intention of wrecking this beauty's pussy. The way it peeked out from between her slender thighs had his erection throbbing with desire.

"So what was your fantasy, darling?" he continued, offering his hand to her. He helped her to her feet and guided her to the bed. "Did you want to suck my cock? Or did you want to feel it inside you?" He put his hand on her right thigh as she sat down and slid it high up her smooth thigh. "Or do you want me to just tell you what to do?"

 

[AndreaSubbie]

"Actually, this is more Daddy's idea than mine. As a man you probably have a better idea of what he wants than I do, After all, he chose you, presented me to you?"

Andrea glanced again at the door. Simon had asked what her fantasy was.

"But if I could choose," she continued, acutely aware of that enormous penis pulsating so close to her, "if I could choose, I'd say you should do what seems right to you, but," and she paused, again glancing across the room, " but with the door open. After all, I have a suspicion that what's about to happen ought to be seen, observed, and if any other guests want to watch, I'd like them to?"

He had asked. And she'd answered. And she knew that there was little she could do to change things once he got started on her.

 

[saedo]

This pair seemed to have a strange dynamic. The girl was so bold outside and her sugar daddy made it seem like this was her idea. Yet now the girl was both saying she was but a helpless pawn while also still asking to again be a public spectacle.

Simon gave a mental shrug. There was no predicting the type of people who'd be encountered at one of these shindigs. Everyone had their own kinks and desires. As did he.

Simon guided Andi to the bed and had her lay prone on her back as he replied. "Sorry darling, not that kind of party. Strictly speaking, your nude display out there was in a bit of a gray zone. But full-on sex in a public area would definitely be out of bounds. So tempted as I am to oblige, I rather enjoy keeping my membership."

"Still, if you are interested in that kind of thing, I do know a place where you might go. Not so classy as these parties; they're a little . . . rougher. Maybe more than your sugar daddy might like. ." Simon had Andi drape her head at the edge of the bed, her eyes large and lovely as she stared up at him.

"Since you're giving it my choice, how about we start at this end? Open your mouth nice and wide, darling," he directed, aiming his swollen cockhead towards her red lips.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Andrea obeyed. What else was she going to do? She'd come to the party of her own free will, stripped naked in front of everyone by her own choice, and accompanied this big-cocked stranger into a private room without any coercion, and even given Simon her consent to do whatever he wanted. She could hardly back out now, however much she might think she didn't like penis.

On the other hand, of all the penises she could encounter, this had to a king. It wasn't just large, it was pretty, too. From her upside-down position, the room and even Simon were blotted out in the shadow of the massive member pressing against her lips, and all she could see was a scrotum filled with equally overlarge balls. Balls, she assumed, overfull of sperm.

Her jaw was already aching from how wide she had to open to get even the tip of Simon's cock past her lips, but she was determined to do this well, even if it wasn't what she would choose. Daddy clearly wanted this. She'd give it a try.

 

[saedo]

Simon slid the enormous cockhead past Andi's lips. The girl seemed tentative about taking something so girthy in her mouth, but she opened her jaw slightly wider to admit the hefty intrusion.

"Good," he murmured softly as the the huge head disappeared inside. Her cheeks bulged out obscenely around the impressive mouthful. "Much larger than what you're used to," he declared confidently.

With Andi on her back looking up at him, he had an excellent view of her naked body. The sight of her pert, full tits and the curve of her pelvic mound made him hungry for more. "Do you know how to deep throat, darling?" he inquired. "No matter; we can give it a little try now." Simon smiled at the notion of how trying anything with his king-sized cock could ever be characterized as "little".

"I'm going to slide my cock towards the back of your mouth and down your throat. With you on your back like this, it's a nice straight shot. Not too far at first so you can get used to it. Just remember to breathe through your nose and to relax your throat, okay darling?"

 

[AndreaSubbie]

It was a good thing that Simon didn't wait for any replies because when her mouth is stuffed with an enormous penis it's difficult for a girl to answer.

She'd sucked dildos before, of course, so this wasn't the first large object she'd had in her mouth, but it was the biggest and warmest, and it had the nicest texture and feel.

Andrea let Simon control everything and initially just lay there like a fuck doll, but then she moved her arms and started to stroke his flanks, curling her fingers onto his muscly buns, even pulling a bit to encourage him to go deeper.

If only Daddy could see her now, she thought, he'd consider his job done.

Maybe cock wasn't so bad after all. She still had a lot to experience, but despite the jaw-stretching size of this example, cock sucking was starting to feel quite nice.

 

[saedo]

Simon eased into the girl's throat. If she was going to have an issue with his immense girth, now would be the time. He watched her lovely face for signs of panic.

Panic that never came. Her eyes widened slightly, revealing their scintillating irises fully. But her expression -- at least what could be seen with her mouth stretched around his cock -- remained calm and attentive.

"Good, good," he groaned appreciatively. As promised, he kept his initial stokes limited. Her slender thrust bulged just beneath the jawline before he slid back a bit.

His confidence in her improving, he pushed a bit farther. Her nostrils began to fkare more dramatically as his strokes increased in depth. Soon he was more than half his length inside.

"Okay, darling, now I'm going to go even further," he explained. "You're probably not going to be able to breathe at all, but don't let that scare you. Just hold your breath a bit till I pull out, okay?"

Nke was the tricky part. He was mildly surprised she was doing so well. Almost no one did their first time with him. But the squeeze of her fingers against his coiled glutes signaled she wasn't ready to stop just yet.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Andrea was thankful that Simon had warned her. She had an idea of what to expect and how to deal with it. She was really getting to enjoy herself. The combination of him taking control and also the warm, animate feel of the living phallus in her mouth were almost intoxicating. The only thing missing, she realised, was an audience. Especially her father. For some reason she really wanted him to see this.

Gripping Simon's buns even tighter as her way of encouraging him to keep going, Andrea did her best to relax as much as possible and relish this new experience, her own legs spread wide, her taut puffy nipples reaching for the ceiling.

 

[saedo]

Encouraged by Andi's responses, Simon went as deep as her dared with a new lover. He could see hints of trepidation in her eyes when his girth completely closed off her ability to breathe. Only natural, though; it took considerable practice to be calm about a lack of oxygen. Given how well she had done so far, Andi seemed like she might be capable of that. But for now, he wouldn't push it.

Not that he needed to; Simon was already plenty aroused by this one. The heavy balls just a handful of inches from her face were full to bursting by this time. "Hmmmm," he hummed to distract himself just a bit longer. "Gonna. Cum."

Simon groaned and his back arched slightly as his orgasm hit a few moments later. He forced himself to pull back just before the first blast launched itself down her throat; no need to have her struggling to swallow his massive load with his girthy shaft half-buried in her throat. Multiple sudden surges of thick, sticky jism gushed into her, almost as if without end.