There were f******n of us all together and it was decided that we would have a sl**p over at Karen’s house. It was the biggest and her parents didn�...�t mind. We had all been pretty close over the years, playing sports together, taking classes together and just hanging out. I got to Karen’s about eight, most of the other girls were already there. We gathered in the basement where they had a fireplace and big screen TV. Karen had folded out the sofa bed and there were a number of air mattresses on. ...Well, the next hour was a whirlwind. Guests started to arrive. Therewere about a dozen people in total, evenly split between men and women.They all were business casually attired with men in sportcoats and slacksand the women in casual business dresses. All of them were pleased tomeet Fifi and myself and even the women got into the spirit of a sexyFantasy Evening. As expected the men wrapped their arms around uswithout abandon, but I was surprised (and quite pleased) by the reactionof. "Are you having another asthma attack?" Just a tiny one," I said, trying to make the good feeling last, while feeling like a complete pervert for beating off to the sound of my non-girlfriend-who-I-was-non-the-less-in-love-with's voice. "I'll be okay in a minute." All right," she said. "I worry, but you know how to self treat your problem, so I'll have faith in you." I'm definitely self treating," I gasped as my prick spat a stream of spunk in an arc that left a stripe of white on the kitchen. He took his jacket off and threw it over the back of a chair as he set about revealing his newly acquired prize, working at the buttons on her flannel shirt first as each one exposed more of her nicely tanned flesh and the pale blue bra she had worn. He jerked the shirt tails out of her jeans and then lifted her up as he drew it off of her shoulders and let it drop on the floor, then he worked at the clasp on her pale blue bra and it joined her shirt as he lowered her back to the table and his.