"Prom Night"

(M+F, group, oral, cons)

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 eighteen.

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 as 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.

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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.

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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 and the floor littered with condoms and wrappers as if the Prom had ended here with confetti dropped from the ceiling at midnight.

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

- The End -

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