After a long week at work, I woke up on Saturday with a nice stiff hard-on, excited that this weekend was our monthly lingerie fashion show. It all began quite slowly. For many years I had a secret fetish of wearing sexy panties and various women's lingerie. I loved to dress up in stockings and thong panties, maybe with a sexy slip too, and prance around in front of the mirror and jack off. I met up with a group of guys online who also enjoyed wearing frilly lingerie, and for many months we exchanged stories and fantasies via email. We finally began getting together at one guy's house on the last Saturday of the month, which was when his wife went on a monthly business trip. All of us were relatively young, in good shape, and wanted a safe and open-minded environment to dress up and model for each other while doing and saying all sorts of kinky things.
After choosing my outfit for the day and an early lunch, I drove over to meet the guys. Steve -- who hosted our get-togethers at his very nice secluded home at the edge of town -- greeted me at the door dressed to the nines, lavender bikini panties with white polka dots, lavender garter belt and hose, semi-see through lavender slip and white high heels. "So glad you could make it this month Rick," he said in the excited, somewhat feminine accent that we liked to use when we get together. "Oooh, thanks Steve, and you look just fantastic today. That light purple looks great on you. I can't wait to slip into my new outfit. I'll hope you like it too," I said as my little Asian cock stiffened to rock hard. I could hear in the background that most of the guys were already there and dressed up. We always preferred to greet each other first while dressed in our sexy lingerie, and retired quickly to one of Steve's bedrooms to dress up in our outfits before joining the group. He even let us take showers there because some of us drove quite a bit to get to his place, and our rule was always that we show up freshly showered and spic-n-span clean. This month I choose a pair of white thigh high hose with cute little pink ribbons at the top, and a pair of pink high heels. I then donned a short, frilly lace pink babydoll and some light pink thong panties that rode up and caressed my asshole at every move.
I strutted over to the living room like a sexy slut, my hard little cock straining my panties, and greeted the rest of our little club. "Hey Rick!" they exclaimed as I entered, with a chorus of oohs, ahhs, and giggles that we all used when greeting the guys. I was one of the few Asian guys who were in the club, which made me kind of rare. There were about 10 of us, and they were all dressed up already in panties, garters, all kinds of slips and babydolls or sexy sheer robes. Sometimes we dressed up in sexy little costumes too, like school girls outfits with thigh high hose, or sexy cheerleader outfits. Most of us also liked to wear high heels for the effect, and we had gotten used to walking in them in a way that would accentuate our sexiness. "Hey all," I said, while wriggling my hips and body suggestively. We often greeted each other with a hug. It was always a joyous moment to meet up with the others at the end of the month, completely without inhibition and openly prancing around in our frilly panties and lingerie. It was also nice to press our lingerie clad bodies against each other and rub our pantied penises together.
Steve's place was great. There was a very large living room with plenty of seating connected to a kitchen with a nice view of the woods outside. Best of all, he had a large room-length mirror on one of the walls, so we could constantly look at each other in the mirror and play and pose with one another. In the kitchen area there were a selection of non-alcoholic drinks and some nice snacks prepared. Light jazz music was playing in the background and a large-screen TV with the volume turned down was playing a light porno featuring female lingerie models strutting around a walkway.
I saw one of my good buddies Ken at the other side of the room. He was wearing black thigh-high hose and heels, a teeny white microskirt, and sheer black slip. "Rick I love the outfit, especially those cute little bows on your hose," he said as he got up and we hugged each other. "I really like the microskirt too Ken, that's new for you," I replied. We embraced, our cocks pressing against each other through our frilly things. Almost simultaneously we reached for each others' pantied asses too and caressed our butt cheeks, pressing ourselves tighter against each other. "Well I told my girlfriend that I bought it for her, but I knew I was really wanting to keep it for myself," he said suggestively.
We sat down on a sofa together and I threw one of my legs over his. With one hand he started rubbing my hose and playing with the little bow at the top, and with the other started lightly massaging his cock. "What do we have under here?" I said sexily, reaching for his skirt. He daintily lifted it up, revealing silk, cream-colored panties with a very nice hard on underneath, a few blond pubic hairs poking out at the side. "Oh I love the set-up Ken!" I exclaimed, "I'm going to have to get a microskirt too. I like the idea of keeping the rest in suspense as to what panties you are wearing underneath." We continued to chat and flirt with each other while acting feminine and erotic. More of the guys began showing up and greeting the rest of us. Another good buddy, Dale, came in wearing a killer matching outfit: white thigh-high hose connected to kind of an open crotch white teddy, white panties, and red high heels. There were indeed many oohs and aahs from the gang as he walked in, spinning around suggestively to shake his ass at us. He walked over to us in a sexy slutty way. "Hey girls," he said as he sat down on the other side of me and threw his leg on top of mine. The three of us began chatting excitedly about each others' outfits while rubbing our legs over each others and playing with our lingerie and cocks. Dale was also Asian and had a super hard little cock. What I also loved was that he usually shaved his public hair off too before our gatherings.
After a few more minutes all the guys had arrived to our little monthly reunion, about 15 of us, and were busy playing and flirting with each other. Guys were rubbing their pantied penises together and looking at each other in the mirror, giggling with excitement. Others were posing sexily, gyrating and wriggling their lingerie clad bodies to little enthusiastic crowds. It was already getting really hot in there and the day's events hadn't even started yet! I also left Ken and Dale on the sofa and began making the rounds as well to greet the rest of the others. I spotted one of my other buddies there, who was wearing a traditional matching red set of hose, heels, garters and panties. We always liked to greet with a hug and would then stand back to back, sticking our pantied asses out and rubbing them together while caressing our own cocks and looking in the mirror at each other acting like total sex maniacs. "Alright girls! Alright everyone!" said Steve, clapping to get our attention. "It looks like everyone is here, and I can tell from all the great outfits and your hard cocks that this is going to be an especially good show today." We all crooned in agreement. "Let the fun begin!" he said.
The furniture was already arranged in a semi-circle of sorts and we all took our places on the sofas, giddy with excitement. In our shows, we would take turns "on the stage" -- posing and gyrating for the others and talking about our outfits and other kinky things, while the others would remain seated, usually with their legs entwined, stroking their cocks through their panties. We always offered positive support, cheering and lauding one another on in our most effeminate accents. Ken went first this time, and Steve turned the music up on his stereo just a bit and switched it from jazz to a club-like techno.
"Well as you can see from my outfit today, I decided to try something new and wear a little microskirt to hid my pantied penis from you all," he said in a sweet, teasing way.
The guys giggled in amusement as he pranced back and forth in his high heels with a faux nonchalant expression on his face, the microskirt swaying with his sexy movements.
"Oh you hot little microskirt bitch," one of the guys said with a smile, "you tease us even better than all the little college girls out there."
"But of course," Ken replied. "For so long I've loved watching girls on the street in hot miniskirts and heels, teasing us with their sexy outfits and chance to get a peek at their panties."
He then sat down in a chair and kicked up one of his legs, stroking his black silky hose with one hand and using the other to keep his skirt down. The guys whistled and applauded lightly. My panties were already a little wet as I sat there caressing my cock with one hand, both my legs on top of each of the legs of the guys sitting next to me. Everyone was stroking themselves, and some of them had even started stroking the pantied cocks of the guys they were sitting with, all of us moving around in our seats and rubbing our stockinged legs together to get maximum erotic pleasure. After a few more minutes, Ken got up and started teasing us even more, barely lifting his skirt up to so we could see brief glimpses of his pantied ass and bottom of his cock. Finally, he daintily lifted the front of his skirt up so we could see his hard penis in all its pantied glory. He too was wet, with a little spot of pre-cum visible at the tip of his pole. We cheered and applauded at the sexy sight, and most of the guys agreed that they would have to go out or online and get a skirt too before next month's gathering. "And I'm looking forward to taking off my skirt for you later," Ken said suggestively.
My turn was next. At first I thought about changing into some fresh panties I brought along, but I was so excited -- almost to the point of trembling -- that I headed straight to the stage. I began by prancing around slowly and as feminine as possible.
"I love the little bows on your white hose Rick," one of the guys said, others nodding or grunting in agreement. It was so hot to be prancing around like a sexy little slut in front of a group of masturbating guys also dressed up in lingerie. "Thanks! Personally I like these new thong panties too. The thong always caresses my asshole, and the nylon front always makes my little cock so hard. I bought a set of several pink, blue and red ones, and have been wearing them 24/7 recently. At home I stroke my cock while watching porn, and when I'm getting ready to shoot my semen, I pull out my cock from one side and use a fresh pair to pump my penis until it explodes," I said.
The guys moaned collectively as I gyrated my hips and ass for them to the music, occasionally bending back one of my legs like a little tease and standing one-legged. I continued, "Oh my hard little penis feels so good now, looking at you all sitting there massaging your penises through your panties. I hope I have an opportunity later to grind my pantied penis against all of yours. I also hope we can rub our pantied asses together. Maybe later we can get in a train-like position in front of the mirror, rubbing our pantied dicks on the asses of the guy in front of you, feeling another pantied penis rubbing up and down our butt cracks."
"I like that idea," said Steve. "How about it guys? After our show we line up penis-to-ass in front of the mirror in our lingerie and grind against each other? We can switch the line-up so we all have an opportunity to feel different cocks and asses and the textures and styles of our panties and lingerie." The guys enthusiastically agreed, a couple of them looked almost out of breath just watching me and the others in this joyous erotic panorama. Dale looked like he was already in second heaven. Both his hands were occupied - he was massaging the pantied penises of the two guys sitting to each side of him. One of them was returning the favor by tickling his balls through his little white panties and the other was slightly pulling his little penis as well.
"At the same time," I said while looking excitedly at that little group, "I still love the penis to penis feel the best." I tried to replicate the same thing, by using one hand to massage and palm the bottom of my panty-encased balls and the other to tickle the tip of my hard-on that was jutting through my pink thong. "I guess by doing this you guys get an idea of the exact size of my little penis. I am so happy to be able to talk like this and dress and dance like this in front of you all. Sometimes I wish we could spend an entire week like this, trying on all sorts of different outfits, rubbing our pantied penises against each other like sexy sluts, and maybe even more," I said flirtatiously as I continued to tickle my balls and penis tip while gyrating to the music.
"That's also one of my fantasies," said one of the gang, who was wearing a long sheer blue gown and matching blue pumps and panties. "With more time we could bring and try out more outfits. Sometimes I don't know which outfits to bring for our get-togethers. If we had an entire week, I could bring several of my gowns and slips, and I also have a French maid's outfit with black fishnet hose and a school girl's outfit too. And plus I want to get some new miniskirts too after seeing Ken's performance, maybe a different colored one for each day of the week!"
"That's a fantastic idea," exclaimed Steve, who was busily pumping his cock through his lavender panties with one hand and doing the same to the guy next to him. "I'll have to see when my wife goes on a longer vacation and maybe we can plan for something longer. I, too, have a school girls outfit, and when she is away, I love to prance around and act like a little girl, and I usually end up humping a big teddy bear I have in front of the mirror."
The guys continued to groan in unison as I was nearing explosion just listening to all this talk! The gang continued to chime in with new and different ideas, each one better than the next. After a few more minutes of dancing around, my panties were truly soaked and I ended my performance to applause and cheers. Instead of rejoining the show, I quickly retired back to Steve's bedroom and changed into a fresh pair. The urge to pump my penis to orgasm was intense, but I refrained because I wanted to save up my semen-spray for the rest of the day and rejoin the fun. I pranced back to the living room and sat next to a couple other buddies and we immediately started groping each others' lingerie and cocks, rubbing our stocking-encased legs on one another.
The rest of the show was joyous to watch. Dale began his turn by crawling suggestively on the floor on all fours, shaking and rotating his pantied ass for us as we groaned and stroked our dicks. Another guy was dressed in sort of a priest's habit costume, with a priest's tunic on top, and black garter belt and panties and thigh high white hose and black heels below his tunic. He later removed his tunic to reveal a black negligee underneath but kept his priest's collar on. It was truly a trip to watch him roll around on a sofa and massage his pantied ass and penis, talking about how he liked to wear thong panties and jack his penis to stockings while dressed like this. The gang was going wild with excitement!
At the end of the show, Steve announced we would take a little break before trying out the train idea. I was amazed no one's penis had exploded yet! However, it was evident that everyone's panties were soaked with pre-cum, and the break gave us some time to change into new pairs and get a glass of lemonade or iced tea. Everyone agreed that this was one of the best shows we had ever had, and the gang split up into little groups to chat and flirt more. But what would happen later in the day was beyond even my wildest imagination.
I ran into Ken and immediately reached for his pantied cock while he did the same. "Ken I loved the microskirt and performance," I said as we were massaging each others cocks.
"Oh I loved your outfit too Rick," he replied while cupping my balls through my pink panties. "In fact if you want to try it on for a while I'd love to see you in it. Besides, its about time I took it off so everyone can see my own panties for a change," he said while grinning. "Go ahead and slide them off me."
"Thanks Ken. Let me slowly slide off your skirt while cupping your balls and stroking your stockinged legs. Then I want you to put it on me." We groaned and giggled as I took of his white micro and he slowly lifted them up me while I posed and stuck my ass out. We laughed as I moved my penis in my panties as he was pulling the microskirt up around my waist.
"Oh this is great," I said, while examining myself in the mirror. A couple of the other guys nearby agreed. Ken and I hugged and began rubbing our shaking penises together in front of the mirror. Another buddy lifted the back of my new skirt up and began rubbing his pantied cock on the lacey thong along my butt crack. The three of us were a mass of entwined legs, gyrating hips and moans. Other guys were doing similar things. A few of them were moving their cocks up and down in their panties while standing in front of the mirror. Another little group were prancing around in high heels, walking as sluttily and sexily as possible as they led each other around with a hand on the other guys' quaking penises. The guy in the priest's outfit was on all fours, sticking his ass up in the air and encouraging a friend who was on his knees behind him, rubbing his penis up and down the priest's pantied butt crack. The guy behind him was also reaching around and massaging the priest's pantied cock with one hand and playing with his black negligee with the other. This was too hot! I left my little group and ran into Dale in his cute little white outfit. We embraced and began mashing our little penises against each other with a fury.
"Oh God that feels so good Dale to rub our little penises against each other," I gasped.
He pulled back slightly and pulled down his white panties. "Look girl, I shaved for today too," he said, revealing his beautiful little rock hard, blood-engorged penis without any public hair.
"Its so perfect and little, even smaller than mine," I said flirtatiously. He pulled his panties back up and we continued to mash our cocks against one another. "Maybe we should get together for some fun, just the two of us, later on, eh?" he whispered into my ear. "Oh yes," I said excitedly, my cock somehow getting even harder at the thought of it.
"I'm free tomorrow. We could get together at my place, take a bubble bath together and prance around in our outfits for a little private show." We hugged each other tighter, content with the new knowledge that we could continue having panty fun after today's show.
Steve came back and clapped to get our attention. "OK girls, lets line up in front of the mirror penis-to-ass!" The guys immediately broke from their little groups and got into a single train. We had never done this before but it came naturally. We giggled with excitement as our penis-to-ass train got in place, and the humping shortly began. The guy in front of me was the one wearing the blue gown and panties, the guy behind me had on a pair of pale yellow mesh bikinis and a matching slip. The sensation was fantastic, and the view of all 15 of us lined up and grinding our pantied penises against pantied asses was insane. Everyone was groaning at this mind-blowing display as we were humping each other in front of the mirror, with the techno music still playing in the background. It was truly beyond my wildest fantasies. "Oh look at us, look at us in the mirror," I moaned, "15 panty-encased penises pressing against asses in one movement. Oh I love you guys so much. Oh God, yes." The reaction was shared and everyone started making similar comments:
"This is so sexy to see a line of hot guys wearing lingerie, humping each other in unison. The cock on my ass feels exquisite. Our cocks must be so hard now!"
"My pantied penis is getting ready to shoot milky juice just looking at us! It's too bad other guys can't experience the same fun we are having now."
"I want to be like this forever, looking and listening to ourselves act like total sluts, dressed up in the finest panties, hose, slips and garter belts. I am going out of my mind!"
We continued this for several more minutes, groaning and moaning in unison as we were feeling each others slips and camisoles while humping our hot penises up and down our friends' butt cracks. The looks of ecstasy on the guys' faces was a sight to be seen.
"Come on girls," Steve said, "lets switch around positions in the line so we all have chances to feel different pantied cocks on our asses and different pantied asses on our penises!" We quickly learned the game, switching positions in the line every few minutes as we called out sexy suggestions and made recommendations out loud to each other:
"Rick, why don't you try getting your little pantied penis behind John for a few minutes, that will give Dave a chance to rub his penis on your thonged ass!" said Steve. He continued, "Ken, you would look good grinding your ass into John's penis too."
We kept on giggling and groaning with pure joy and excitement as we switched around in our penis-to-ass train, everyone talking about the most kinky and sexy things. The joy continued for the rest of the afternoon. Some guys broke from the line to get a quick drink and take a break to change into fresh panties, soaked both in the front and back from all the oozing pre-cum of our hard penises. Occasionally we would change the music and hump each other to different beats and styles of music, like house, salsa and Cuban. One guy was so overwhelmed with this sexy experience it looked like he was about to faint from pleasure. It was truly joyous. We even started getting creative, lining guys up by color code of lingerie! The suggestions were fantastic. Most of us wore matching color-coded lingerie outfits anyway. We started with lining up the guys wearing white lingerie at the beginning, then pink and yellow, followed by red and blue, and black in the back. It was a hot, sexy rainbow mass of groans and hard penises. Next we lined up the penis-to-ass train by the color of our high heel shoes. Almost all of us had on either shiny black, white, red, or pink high heels. We tried it out with the guys in black heels in the middle, with the red heeled guys behind them and the pink and white heeled guys in front.
The sexy talk and groans were getting to be too much. "Girls I kind stand this anymore. I'm going to blow my balls!" shouted Ken.
"Wait Ken, all our penises are ready to explode. Mine has been trembling and oozing for the past few hours now, lets all cum together," said Steve.
"Yes," I gasped. "My little penis is about to pop with semen spray. I can't take this anymore."
"How about we do this," said Steve. "Lets all hurry and get a fresh pair of panties. We get back in the line, pull each other's hot penises from under our panties and jerk the guy in front of you off with the new panties. That way, the semen spray will get all over the pantied ass of the guy in front of you."
"Oh God yes, lets do it," myself and several other guys said almost in unison. Almost dizzy from ecstasy, we pranced back to Steve's bedroom, still shaking our asses and walking like sluts, to dig out fresh panties from our bags. Some of the guys didn't have any fresh ones left, but those who brought several extra pairs just borrowed them out. My little quaking penis was so ready to burst that I couldn't even touch it, the silkiness of the panties alone and the rest of my sexy lingerie were almost enough to push me over the edge. Some of the guys preferred to have hose rubbed on their cocks instead of panties, so we brought them too.
We quickly reassembled the penis-to-ass train and began grinding again. Although the guy in the back wouldn't have a penis to his ass and the guy in front wouldn't have a sexy pantied ass for his cum explosion, they didn't seem to mind as they were already going nearly insane with ecstasy. I made sure that I got back in line with my buddies, Ken behind me and Dale in front.
After a few more heated moments of humping, we agreed that we were all nearing explosion.
"Alright all," said Steve, "pull back a bit and take out the hard cock of the guy in front of you from his panties."
Eagerly looking in the mirror, at once we all had a good shot of our hard penises finally free from our wet panties. It felt good to have our penises in the open air after an afternoon of horny panty and lingerie wearing, and the sight of all our rock hard cocks poking from the side of our panties was exquisite. There were no slightly hard penises here. Everyone was 110% erect.
"Oh yes, our pantied penises are finally free and out in the open, look at them all," said Dale.
Several of the guys commented on how they loved to see Dale's little shaved penis standing at full attention.
"Look at my tiny penis too everyone," I said. "God it feels so good to say that in front of you all, looking at your own trembling and dripping penises while dressed up in garters, stocking, slips and heels." Everyone was moaning at the sight of our twitching little cocks standing at attention. "I'm going to love pumping your little penis Dale with these silky red panties," I said out loud. He moaned incomprehensively in return. I also loved the sight of Ken's cock inches from my pink pantied ass. "I hope I feel the force of your semen shooting out of that cock onto my pantied ass Ken," I said. "Oh I am sure you will Rick. I haven't had sex or jacked off in about a week because I was saving it up for today. I'm going to spray a big load of hot penis juice on your pantied ass while pumping your little penis with these lacey panties I have," he replied.
"Lets stroke those hard penises girls, with panties, hose, slips, whatever gets his off!" someone exclaimed. I reached around with a pair of panties and began pumping Dale's hot penis with one hand. With the other hand I alternated between rubbing his white pantied ass and reaching under and between his legs to lightly palm and cup his balls. Ken did the same thing to me, with just the right touch and amount of pressure. The silky feel of the fresh panties in his hands rubbing up and down my little penis was ecstatic, and the sight of all of us in the mirror was mind blowing. Clearly, all of us knew how to jack off a penis like an expert since we had done it to ourselves all our lives, a special touch and technique that women would never get a handle on.
There were more oohs, aahs, and groaning in unison at the feel and sight of all of us jacking off a cock with panties. It was a moment of pure, horny ecstasy which caused a high better than any drug ever could. The cries got more urgent as we neared that point when we would all explode:
"God, rubbing that silky panty on my penis is too much, I'm a few seconds away!"
"Oh pump my cock a little faster with those pink hose, I'm ready to start spraying semen!"
"Oh God, God, ooohhhhh, my cock is going to blow hot cum all over right now!"
"Me too, my little penis is exploding! Pump me faster!" I shouted as Ken doubled up the pace and started pumping my cock fast. "Rick do the same -- jack my little shaved penis fast with those panties, I'm going to start shooting" Dale urged.
Out of my mind with pleasure, I masturbated his tiny penis with the panties, gripping nearly his entire rod with one hand, the other lightly tickling his pantied balls. Everyone was making similar exclamations, and at once, it seemed like there was a collective long groan coming from us. "OOOoooooohhhh, now everyone, now! Pump those penises with silky panties and hose until they explode! Let's see sprays of milky cum all over each other!" shouted Steve. It was a moment to remember, watching nearly 15 guys in the mirror dressed up in frilly lingerie and high heels, jacking off their buddies' penises with panties and hose, looking at each other as the semen started spurting from already dripping hard cocks. I could feel Dale's penis pulse and spurt in my hand as a spray erupted from his cock onto the pantied ass of the guy in front of him that he was jacking off, it was an amazing and mind-blowing line of penis and lingerie joy. With a grunt, Ken's cock shot out a big stream of hot cum that landed right in my ass crack on the thong I was wearing. Bull's eye! That set me off too, and my little penis sprayed drops of cum all over Dale's pantied ass and hairless butt cheeks. Everyone was shooting hot sperm all over pantied asses, with the exception of the guy in front. He was blowing his cum all over his chest and the buddy behind him was rubbing it all over his body. "Ooh God I'm still cumming Ken, keep pumping my penis" I said, barely being able to talk. "Me too, I've got a few more jet streams of cum for your pantied ass," he said. A lot of the guys were having prolonged orgasms, our hard penises quaking and pumping all the cum that had been boiling in our balls for hours now. I stuck my ass out and shaked it, and then felt and saw a couple more huge streams of Ken's penis milk spray onto my butt cheeks. I continued to pump out more cum onto Dale's pantied ass, whose hard little cock I was jacking was also still spraying out a few spurts and drops of semen.
It seemed like all our semen shooting lasted nearly half a minute. Everyone was moaning and groaning at the sight of pantied guys wearing lingerie dotted with drops of milky semen everywhere. Some of the guys were rubbing their own cum on their penises, or on the asses of the buddy they were jacking off. Others were pressing there cocks into the pantied ass of the buddy in front of them, enjoying the moist warm feeling of cum on their penises.
Dale turned his head around while I was massaging his now spent little cock, "Rick that was perfect," he said sticking out his tongue as we frenched wildly for a few moments, my penis pressed into his pantied ass, still twitching in little spasms. "Oh yes Dale, what a great experience this has been to see and do all we did today, enjoying each other's pantied penises and lingerie. I hope we can do this again in private tomorrow," I whispered, while putting his cock back into is panties and giving his balls a light pat. Ken was still gripping my now softening, spent penis while rubbing his cum on my ass and panties with his other hand. "I wish I could hold your little penis forever Rick," he groaned. "Me too," I replied, "and I loved the way you were pumping my penis too. Next time maybe I can return the favor when we do another penis-to-ass train." He groaned and gave my penis one last little squeeze, then reached over and dipped his finger into some of the drops of my semen still coating Dale's ass, and brought them to his lips. "Mmmmmmm, delicious" he whispered into my ear. "I'll have to start trying other guys' cum more often. I only taste my own and it freaks out my girlfriend sometime." I turned my head around, "Actually I wouldn't mind tasting some of my own cum myself" I said, sticking my tongue out as Ken and I frenched.
For a few more moments, the gang remained in the line, enjoying the post-orgasm glow and engaging in similar things that Dale, Ken and I were doing. We all agreed that this was the best get-togethers we had ever had, and that it was such a joy to do this together. Slowly, we began breaking up, changing into our street clothes and washing up a bit.
What a great way to spend a Saturday.
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