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by Katie Peachesa April 13, 2020 8 min read

After Hours Party - Dirty Erotic Short Stories for Bedtime

By Ekaterina Mironova

I knew Kate from work. Although she was younger, in office terms she was slightly further up the food chain than me as I was a lowly production assistant for a television company and she was a researcher. She had joined the company recently and was everyone's new best friend, universally popular and fancied.

At the end of an evening of filming a cheesy, prime-time Saturday night show, I was clearing up the set and looking under all the gaudy furniture for the producer's lost glasses when Kate appeared from the audience stalls. She was wearing the glasses.

"Looking for these?"

"Yeah, where were they?"

"In the loo...What are you doing after?"

I was surprised, I didn't usually go out after work with Kate because she was always surrounded by people and I am not the type to fight for someone's attention, but I had noticed her.

She had great boobs, rounded but pert and not too big or small, and legs that were toned, long and shapely all the way up to her tight little arse. She was pretty and smart, very much my type. I usually went out with guys but had slept with women in the past and loved women's bodies. The view would be good if I accompanied her this evening.

"Dunno, whaddya reckon?"

"I'm meeting some friends at The Lounge if you fancy it? No-one else from here is coming, I'm a bit...they're all a bit full on, aren't they? But we've not even had a chance to get to know each other yet, how come you're so mysterious?"

The Lounge was always in the papers as celebrities tended to fall out of it every night of the week. You couldn't get in unless you were a member or a member's guest so I didn't usually go, although I always enjoyed it when I did.

"Dunno about mysterious, I just can't be arsed with all the TV bull. Let me finish up in here and I'll get us a car'"

Fifteen minutes and a spruce up in the ladies later, we were in The Lounge. Ageing rockers stumbled to the bar and wannabe film directors looked hungry and coked up. Kate swayed back towards the table her friends and I were seated around and put down a large tray of cocktails and shots.

The evening rapidly deteriorated into drunken yobbishness as our overtired and stressed group wound down from a long week. Round after round appeared as we played drinking games, downing and shotting our way through it all.

The group at the table were Kate's flatmates and their partners, who all shared a huge loft not far from the centre of town.

Danny, one of the flatmates who looked less drunk than the others, sat next to me whispering profanities in my ear to distract me from concentrating on the drinking game; I lost a few times and began to feel pretty hammered. His hand had found my thigh under the table and the whispers changed from general obscenity to something more targeted:

"Are you coming back to our place tonight? We have great parties after hours, only thing is you're not allowed to wear any clothes in our house, fire regulations you see, everyone has to strip at the front door'"

"Fuck off."

Kate chimed in whispering in the other ear, she'd been surreptitiously listening, maybe she and Danny kept glancing at each other, it was hard to tell in the drunken noise and blur.

"He's only joking, but don't you think Danny is hot?"

I had to agree. Tall and slim with an up-and-coming actor's good looks and muscled torso, he was a little too beautiful to be real - or straight.

Kate twined her fingers through mine and pressed her gorgeous thigh against me as she smiled at Danny. He leant across and kissed her quite hard and deep and I glanced around to check for the guy I'd just been introduced to as her boyfriend, who seemed oblivious. The conversation and drinking carried on as if nothing out of the ordinary was happening. I squeezed her hand and she kissed me, her soft, full lips pressing down on mine and igniting a tingling feeling in my body of being pulled towards her.

The group left the bar to go back to the loft before we bankrupted ourselves on the expensive drinks or got thrown out for rowdiness - though often people we knew celebrated getting barred from The Lounge as a badge of honour shared with many of the great debauchers of our age.

The group of ten - five men and five women - swayed on the tube's escalators as we travelled down to get on the train and I noticed that other members of the group were kissing, kissing different people to the ones they'd been kissing in the bar. It began to dawn on me that it wasn't just Kate, Danny and I that were in a very flirty mood that evening and I wondered whether Danny intended to enforce the 'fire regulations'.

Kate kissed me as we travelled down and I felt dizzy and drunk, I staggered back slightly but Danny's friend John, a serious-looking suited executive, caught me and pressed me back towards Kate, helping himself to a liberal grope of both of us in the process. He turned away from us to kiss Danny and I smiled, no frigidity on the boys' part this evening, then.

When we arrived back at their place and entered the lift to travel up to the loft people began stripping down to their underwear. Danny looked at me,

"Told you."

He pulled my top over my head, undoing my jeans as he bit the side of my neck. Luckily the alcohol was starting to wear off slightly as I didn't want to be too out of it to be in touch with the unfolding events of the evening.

As we entered the loft everyone was stripped down to their smalls and they all looked pretty fit. I didn't have much of a chance to glance around before Kate and Danny literally swept me off my feet and carried me to a huge couch in the centre of the open plan living space. Laying me down on the couch, they stepped back and looked at me. I started to feel self-conscious and fidget as they stood and stared.

"What?"

"This."

They replied together as they dived towards me and started to kiss and bite my body. With one on either side of me, they each looped an arm round a thigh and spread my legs apart. Kate was peeling my lace bra down away from my body and I took the opportunity to return the favour and expose her lovely tits; I would happily have taken them in my mouth but she was pushing me back and nibbling on one of my bare, hard nipples.

My pussy was wet as hell by now and when Danny started to work on the other nipple I thought I would hyperventilate if someone didn't relieve the pressure on my throbbing clit. His hand reached down as they both licked and pinched my breasts, and at last found my aching pussy. As he massaged my clit through my sheer knickers, I glanced up at him and was shocked to see how perfect his body was.

Somebody else obviously agreed as I noticed that John was now working on Danny, standing behind him pulling down his tight shorts and making his rock hard, dark red cock spring up to hit his stomach. All around me now, different groups of people were naked and touching, a blur of bodies too confusing to take in.

I reached out for Danny's cock and took it in my hand, instinctively beginning to massage him in a way I knew would make him catch his breath. He groaned and worked harder on my pussy first circling the clit insistently with his fingers, then yanking down the pants and slinging them away. His fingers found my opening and pressed deep into me, beginning to finger fuck me in a way that gave me some release.

Kate's fingers joined Danny's and they expertly brought me higher and higher, I could have cum very easily just from their fingers inside me. Lying there with legs spread on the couch and surrounded by bare skin I felt lascivious and beautiful in naked lust.

Danny started to eat my pussy, darting his tongue in and out, but before I had had a chance to take in that sensation, Kate replaced him with an even more expert tongue. They were laughing at each other, teasing me and turning me on more and more in order to outdo the other's skill.

I was screaming out for cock.

"Please god, somebody fuck me, I need a huge cock inside me, please, please."

Danny pulled my arse to the edge of the couch and spread my legs further, looking down at my soaking pussy. He began to run his cock through my lips, up and down, outside of me so I could feel his hardness. With one last look at Kate, he pulled back and then plunged it into me, the head easing into my darkness and filling me up.

Kate straddled my face as he thrust inside me and I got to taste her sweet, wet pussy. She was thrusting at my face as he thrust at my pussy and once again I was near to explosion. As my tongue worked away on Kate I felt her shudder and thrust harder for a moment and then she climbed away. Her body cleared from my view and I could see Danny pull out of me and John appear with his prick in hand.

Bigger than Danny's, he eased it inside of me carefully so as not to hurt me, but was soon thrusting away hard and pressing my legs back and open to get as deep inside me as possible. Danny came to my side and put his dick in my mouth and I sucked him as John thrust away. As I sucked, I felt John withdraw and another man enter me, and this time didn't even know who it was; I was beyond caring and just wanted to be filled more and more by these beautiful lovers.

I looked up into Danny's eyes as the third man fucked me, and John appeared behind him. When I realised that John was entering Danny and saw the look of intensity and arousal on Danny's face, I finally came around my anonymous lover's cock, pulsing and squeezing and arching and bucking as he fucked me deeper and deeper. He slowed right down and fucked me gently after that, allowing some respite for my swollen pussy as I watched Danny and John lovingly roll and slide together again and again as they built to a climax with John's cock in Danny's arse while his hand reached around for Danny's dick.

The night continued on for many hours after that, as did many nights after where I learnt a way to be with groups of people that I hadn't before thought possible. Kate and I never really spoke to each other at work, but I became a more frequent visitor to The Lounge and eventually a member myself. Years later, I'm married to John and still love to share him with Danny, I don't think I'll ever tire of watching them love each other.

Katie Peachesa
Katie Peachesa

Katie Peachesa is a sex and lingerie blogger based out of the urban chic Wapping in the heart of East London, United Kingdom. In her spare time, Katie enjoys photography, yoga and fitness, a bit of boxing, traveling, keeping up with the latest fashion trends and mudlarking and exploring pastoral settings. You are likely to find Katie in an artisan cafe in Brick Lane on a Saturday afternoon furiously typing her next article on her laptop whilst she is sipping on her flat white and drawing inspiration from the hustle and bustle in the heart of creative London. Katie runs the "Fashion Life Mag" and has been featured in Cosmopolitan, Allure, Grazia, Tatler, Evening Standard and other popular media outlets.


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