"Prom Night"
by
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.
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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
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