They all wore black. The men in pants and shirts and the women in black body suits that hugged their figures. Men and women wore black boots, but the ...omen also donned short black jackets. Each carried what looked to be a riding crop.What immediately struck Heather was that everyone before her was beautiful. Their bodies were all different shapes, and heights. The hair colors ranged from blond to black, but each would easily be considered highly attractive.A man of about twenty stepped forward.. I froze and balked at her. My name had touched her tongue. She caught up to where I was and smiled that smile at me. "Are you okay?" "Oh! Um.. Yeah. I'm okay." I wanted to slap myself. Her smile grew. "Well, listen, I know we've never hung out before or even talked, but I'm having a party tonight for everyone on this floor, and I wanted to invite you." The words slid out of her mouth effortlessly, but I could see something behind her eyes. It almost looked like panic, but I brushed it. I saw the two smears of lipstick meet and then saw both of them adjust their heads for the right angle. I glimpsed two pink tongues touching and then fondling each other for a long moment. They were a little breathless as the moist looking lips parted."No, I think he does it right. I guess she is just a year away from it," my Aunt concluded."Your aunt is ... CRAZY!" mom laughed, and we followed Mom into the kitchen where they had been playing a game of Hearts."Put some ice on it, Charley, or it. I felt a trickle of vim run down my leg and then your masculine hand cupping my pussy. I bit my tongue and you moved your finger in Very slow, tedious circles against my clit. I moaned and the whip stung my ass again. “No,” you said. I quietly whispered “yes sir” and you continued. My clit throbbed under your finger and I longed for you. Your fingers pinched my clit and I cried out as you whispered “mine” in my ear. Your fingers moved along my pussy lips and slowly, the sunk into me. You moved.