[jimskoolaid]

So: How about some stories about some wild parties you've been at. I'm not talking about swinger parties where sex was the purpose and the expected result-- and I'm not talking about strip clubs or sex clubs. What I'm talking about is just a rowdy get together at a house or bar that got out of hand and resulted in some public sex or public nudity. I'll start off with mine right below.

NEW YEAR'S EVE

If you're a fan of this forum, you might have seen my story about my ex-wife cheating on her new husband with you know who. Now here's the prequel story of the party the night before that I was on my way home from when I ran into the ex. For the curious, I post these stories in non-fiction because the facts are true. I like to take artistic license with the descriptions. If you really like these, let me know, and I may try some pure fiction. Anyway, here's the story:

Back in the early '90s I married a cute young redhead and things did not work out. We divorced after only a few months when I found out she was cheating. That knocked me for a loop, so I quit my job and went back school for a master's degree from a state university where my little brother Brad was going to school as an undergrad. The town was about an hour's drive or less from where I lived, and still worked part-time for my old boss. I hung out on campus and had a job as a research assistant, then I'd go home and do a little side work at the old company.

As it happened, my brother Brad lived full time in the college town, and only came home for holidays. At Christmas, he told me that a lot of his friends were headed back to campus early and were planning a New Year's Eve house party that would be a lot of fun and have some undergrads, grad students, some cool "townies" and maybe a stray professor looking to Bogart somebody else's weed. I asked him if he would be cool if I went, since I didn't know most of his friends. He said "Sure you can go, that's why I told you." So I tried to act cool and said "Well, if I don't have anything else going on, I'll drop in." He said "Ok. We'll have a couple of kegs of Milwaukee's Best or some cheap shit. Otherwise bring your own booze or dope."

So New Year's Eve rolls around, and truth be told, I hadn't had anything going on since I divorced Shelly. My options were to hang around the home town at Earl's Tavern with the losers there, or head on over to campus town and try not to look like a loser myself trying to score some college poon. I headed over to campus. Brad said the party was on 25th Street, but I could not remember exactly what address. I knew the neighborhood, though. It was about 7 p.m. as I drove slowly down the street with the window down in the freezing temps, listening for music. I heard a thumping beat coming from a large house, so I pulled over to the side of the street and went up and knocked on the door. A dude who looked about 20 years old came out and said "Wassup?" I said "is this Kelly's house?" He says "You mean Kelly K. the crazy-ass chubby chick?" I said "That's the one." So he says "No. She's six houses down on the other side of the street. This is Joey's and Dave's and Joey's already down at Kelly's."

I followed his directions and ended up at Kelly's. I didn't hear anything going on, but I went up to the door and knocked. Brad, who was 19, and this dude who looked closer to my age (26) answered the door. "HEY Bro!" Brad said. "This is Joey. Come on in." I shook hands with Joey and went in, but first I said to Brad "Doesn't look like much going on. Maybe I should have stayed at Earl's." Brad looked kind of offended and said "Nobody's even here yet. You're way early." He led me on into the house. There were about eight people in the living room, mostly girls of various descriptions, drinking beer from bottles and watching something on TV. One was Rachel, that I knew Brad was interested in. I momentarily thought about sitting down next to her and hitting on her, just to be a dick, but instead, I just kind of stood, looking around, until this very chubby, but kind of pretty redhead said "Hi. Are you Brad's brother?" I said "Yeah, I'm Jim." She said "I'm Kelly. Welcome to my house. This is my roommate, Jen." Jen was also fat, but had black hair and was kind of goth looking. Kelly stood up to greet me, and I noticed that, while she was fat, she was nicely proportioned, with a large ass and gigantic titties. (I should also mention at this point that I have a huge thing-- ok I have a normal size thing-- but I have a huge fetish for redheads.)

Kelly invites me to sit with the folks in the living room and says "In about an hour, we're going to go get the kegs and get things going. Joey's gonna DJ for us. Jen and some people are going to move furniture out of the living room and dining room and make a dance floor and we're going to party!" I said "sounds cool to me." Anyway, a few people were intently watching the TV-- it was Eraserhead on the VCR. Kelly and Jen looked pretty bored. I sat on the floor in front of them and started talking with them. Jen started the conversation by saying how fucked up Eraserhead is as a movie. We talked for a few minutes and Kelly said "can I take your jacket?" At that stage in my life, I liked to wear a bomber jacket and boots and drove an '84 Grand National that I bought because my ex liked it.

I stood up and did a mock striptease and threw my jacket to Kelly. She just winked at me and said "Yeah baby! Take it off!" I said "I can tell already this is going to be fun." Kelly put my jacket away and sat down again, this time closer to me. Then she "accidentally" put her bare feet on my leg. I "accidentally" let my hand rest on her foot. She had really nice, ivory skin, which is one feature about redheads that I really like. I rubbed her foot just a bit. She half-whispered "Hey! Are you trying to turn me on?" and moved her foot a few inches up my thigh. That motion caused me to start getting hard. She kept her foot on my thigh, and gradually inched it higher, but it was not long before Kelly said "Time to get the kegs! Who's got a car with a big trunk?" I said "I've got a big old Buick." Kelly said "Ok, you can drive. Kevin and Joey, guys come and help carry the kegs. You're both over 21."

So Kelly got my jacket and her shoes and we headed out to my car. I got my keys out and Kelly yells "I've got shotgun!" The other guys got in the back and Kelly sat next to me in the front. I started up my car and said "You guys know the best part about letting a chick have shotgun?" Joey said "No, what is it?" I said "road head!" The guys in the back seat just laughed. Kelly said "Oh, you THINK he's kidding, don't you?" I am almost sure they could see the surprise on my face when Kelly dived straight down on my lap as I was pulling out into the street. She was face-down with her mouth right over my cock, and only my button fly Levi's and boxers between me and a blowjob.

I could hear both of the guys in the back saying "holy shit!" I laughed and said "Oh, she's just pretending, guys." I chuckled again as she started making slurping sounds and bobbing her head up and down. It was really tough to focus on driving, even though it was only a few blocks to the liquor store where the kegs were. "Well she's a pretty good actress, then." Joey said. I said, "Yeah, well she's not a porn star." Then I hear Kelly from my lap, murmuring "Don't be so sure." Then I feel her fingers unbuttoning my fly. It was now my turn to yell "Holy shit!"

I cannot remember a time when my cock was harder than it was at that moment. It was straining against my jeans so hard that it actually hurt. Fortunately, Kelly didn't waste any time. She unbuttoned my fly, took my cock out of my boxers, and wrapped her mouth around it. I tried to keep my eyes on the street, and it was a good thing it was a quiet street. I managed to steer clear of parked cars as I felt her warm, wet mouth sliding up and down my dick. I would feel her mouth gently suck, then feel her tongue on my piss hole. Then I felt a new sensation as she gently bit my cock. "Oh fuck!" I cried out as I drove into the parking lot of the liquor store. Kelly pulled her mouth off my cock with an audible "pop!" tucked him back into my boxers, and buttoned up my fly. "We're here!" she said cheerily. I thought my balls were going to explode. I guess I wasn't the only one. "Good thing we're here" Joey said. "We were going to have to start jacking off in the back seat, and I don't thing Jim wants jism on his interior!"

Kelly laughed and said "Let's go get the beer. The party hasn't even started yet!"

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Let me know if you want to hear how Kelly got the party started.