New Year's Eve Party: Part III - The Party Bed (NSFW)

[i_am_your_host]

It's some time around 3:30 a.m. when Emcee brings his merry band of friends back to the penthouse. Those who are returning to Milliways, he says auf wiedersehen to with the warmest, most grateful of embraces as he opens a door for them. Those who are sleeping over, he guides them to the prepared guest rooms and provides them with fresh towels and pajamas. There is plenty of food in the refrigerator for whenever breakfast suits them.

And then, those who are here for the orgy, Emcee leads them down the hall to the master bedroom.

The spacious master bedroom is done in calm, neutral shades of off-whites, creams, and grays, the lighting dimmed to a soft glow. There is a plush chaise lounge by the French doors, an art deco vanity table, and similarly styled nightstands flanking the ginormous party bed. Nine feet wide by nine feet long, it fits three large pillows across, or three broad-shouldered men. Running the length of the headboard is a shelf stocked with toys and party favors: various types of lube, silicone cock rings, dildoes, and plugs--some of which vibrate!--and colorful condoms of every size. Safety is important! There are also small towels and tissues on the nightstands for everyone's convenience, and the private bathroom is just to the side.

Once Emcee has pointed everything out to his guests, he lets everyone gravitate towards their preferred partners.

"Remember to share, darlings, and have fun!"


[ OOC: Some guidelines! Because orgy logistics. Any questions/concerns, PM me!
1. The first two group threads will be taking place simultaneously. Without godding, and as handwavey as you like, please feel free to have your pup notice things going on in the other group, or even bump up or brush against someone. After all, everyone will be on the same bed.
2. Muns are all in different time zones. Slowtime is our friend! And to keep the action going when others are away, let's allow up to 6 tags (depending on the action/availability) out of order before resuming tagging order. (The first three tags will set the tagging order.)
3. I will be setting up a free-for-all thread after the group threads get going. Here everyone gets a chance to be with whoever they want. Can be just pairs, or however many agree to jump in!
4. THE PARTY SHOWER. Another free-for-all type thread where anyone is free to use the ginormous main shower or the hot tub.
5. Open indefinitely! ]

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Re: Group 1

[i_am_your_host]

Emcee barks out a laugh. "Has anyone ever told you what a smarty-pants you are?"

And speaking of pants, while Sinric distracts George, he attacks the fly of George's jeans and has them down around his knees in a flash.

Re: Group 1

[curlytop]

George laughs into the kiss and, between Sinric and Emcee, tumbles into the bed, still tangled in his shirt with his jeans around his knees.

He has a lot of practice falling, though, so he's careful to land so that he breaks Sinric's fall, and he's still laughing. "Now you're ganging up on, and that's just dirty pool."

Re: Group 1

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric falls into his arms, kissing his neck and cheeks as he pulls at George's shirt. As soon as it's free, he kisses down George's chest, nimble hands stroking and exploring.

Re: Group 1

[i_am_your_host]

"Of course we have to gang up on you, we're both half your size," Emcee quips as he tugs George's pants free and tosses them aside. His own pants and shirt follow shortly.

With a chuckle, he lets Sinric have a go at George first, before crawling up next to them, sandwiching himself between them and the threesome taking up the other half of the bed. Lying on his side, he likes feeling the random arms and legs pressing and rubbing against him, the weight of all the moving bodies making the mattress shift.

After a moment admiring Sinric's enthusiasm, he reaches for the can of whipped cream and shakes it.

"I'm in the mood for a little sugar."

Re: Group 1

[curlytop]

Even George is impressed by Sinric's enthusiasm. He laughs as his hands move over Sinric, fingers threading through his hair.

He grins at Emcee. "Are we not sweet enough for you? Look at us; we're adorable."

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[thewidewideworld]

Sinric grins and kisses his way over Emcee's shoulder, making himself comfortable drapped over him. "Would you make a treat of me, my mirror? Slake your hunger of my flesh. Make feast of my form and gorge your desire of me."

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[i_am_your_host]

"You are absolutely adorable and I would eat you both up if I could," Emcee purrs, loosely folding an arm around Sinric's waist. "But Sinric darling seems to want to be devoured first. Shall we make a snack of him together, my lad?"

He shifts back so that Sinric lays between them, his body a lithe canvas on which to paint with the still-cold whipped cream, starting most appropriately with his nipples. He sprays a neat little mound on each one, and then a line slowly down the flat plane of his stomach to his navel.

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[curlytop]

George shifts easily onto his side next to Sinric, his fingers trailing up Sinric's side. "You know me. I never say no to a snack."

He dips his head to kiss Sinric while Emcee applies the cream.

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[thewidewideworld]

Sinric giggles into the kiss, nipples hardening under the chilled cream. He guides one of Emcee's fingers to the cream and breaks the kiss to lick it off with little cat licks before sucking it deep.

Re: Group 1

[i_am_your_host]

Emcee hums a chuckle as his finger disappears into Sinric's mouth. He pulls it out slowly, sliding the pad of his fingertip over his tongue as he goes. Skin warm and wet, he reaches down between Sinric's thighs to fondle and explore, as he bends his head to leisurely lap up the dollop of whipped cream coating Sinric's nipple.

Re: Group 1

[curlytop]

George kisses his way down Sinric's neck before turning his attention to the other nipple. In contrast to Emcee, he sucks the cream straight into his mouth and then closes his lips over the tightened nub.

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[thewidewideworld]

Sinric sings his joy, pressing into Emcee's touch as he runs his hands through their hair. "You spoil me so!" He spreads his legs wider, draping a leg over George's thigh.

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[i_am_your_host]

"That is what we are here for," Emcee murmurs between licks, "to spoil each other senseless." He swirls the tip of his tongue in circles around that rosy nipple until every last taste of sweetness is gone. He then moves lower, pressing open-mouthed kisses to his torso and swiping up whipped cream with his tongue as he goes along. He goes slowly, leaving mouthfuls of cream in invitation for George to join him.

Re: Group 1

[curlytop]

"You're not the only one being spoiled," George says, lifting his head to grin at Sinric, then dipping it again to follow the trail Emcee leaves with his tongue, his hand sliding up Sinric's thigh slowly.

Re: Group 1

[thewidewideworld]

"I swear I'll return as well as I'm give." Sinric purrs, allowing himself to revel in the moment. The broad strength of George's hand, the clever joy of Emcee's tongue.

"In fact, I can. If you'll permit." His eyes glow warm gold and he glances to Emcee, asking his consent to use his magic.

Re: Group 1

[i_am_your_host]

Emcee's tongue dances around Sinric's navel, as he presses and massages him with a finger just so.

"Mmm, your sex magic?" he says out of the corner of his mouth, catching the gold gleam in his eyes. Emcee hasn't taken drugs or ingested vampire blood in a while, and what are those but enhancers during sex. So is Sinric's magic.

Emcee slides his gaze toward George and moves to brush their tongues together, as if vying for the same patch of skin on Sinric's belly.

"What do you think, darling? A little enchantment? You don't have to, but it is quite fun."

Re: Group 1

[curlytop]

George laughs, delighted. It's been an evening of firsts, and he hasn't been disappointed with any of them.

"Sex magic? Aye, let's try that." He's inclined to trust magic users if only because all the ones he's met have been trustworthy.

Re: Group 1

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric sings sweetly and a soft glow forms on his hands. He reaches out to them both, caressing his long fingers up the curve of their spines.

As he does, they feel what he feels - the cool strangeness of the cream, the heat of their mouths. The deftness of Emcee's finger, stroking his desires higher, the brush of George's hair against his hot skin.

And more than that, they feel his trust, his desire. The delightful newness of sharing pleasure with George, the joyful reassurance of Emcee - someone who knows him so well.

And also the reflected pleasure of the other group, their pleasures sharper and more intense, moving faster into different highs.

Re: Group 1

[i_am_your_host]

There is a surge, slow and warm, that courses through Emcee's body. He inhales deeply, eyelashes fluttering as his senses seem to grow sharper, feeling everything in precise detail. And not just touch, and smell, and taste, and sound--but something more. An inescapable aura of joy surrounds them and seeps into their skin. Emcee sighs, a smoky breath. He moves his body against Sinric's and George's, wanting to ride this magical wave with them both.

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[curlytop]

"Oh, oh." George feels that magic sliding through him, and he drops his forehead to Sinric's belly for a moment just to take it all in. Lifting his head, he smiles, hazy and tipsy and aroused. He presses his lips to the swell of Sinric's breast just to see what it feels like.

Re: Group 1

[thewidewideworld]

His breasts are so sensitive, so soft. The kiss sends a ripple of pleasure through him, through them all. His breathless sigh echoes and reflects in the joy he shares.

Re: Group 1

[i_am_your_host]

Emcee gasps at the shared sensation, almost as if George's tongue had swept over his own skin. Exhaling a husky moan, he moves lower down Sinric's body, kissing him ravenously between his legs as he rubs and kneads the inside of George's thigh.

Re: Group 1

[curlytop]

Oh, well, if it's like that.

George's fingers tangle in Emcee's hair as he kisses Sinric again, lips and tongue traveling across his breast to his nipple. His erection presses against Sinric's hip, and he groans softly at the sensation of Emcee's mouth on him.

Re: Group 1

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric lets the sensations roll over them all in waves, not just their shared touches but the desire, the anticipation - the longing to have them inside him. The taste the heft of their cocks, to lose himself in the delights of being pierced.

Re: Group 1

[i_am_your_host]

It's pretty trippy, to say the least, to imagine feeling tongues and hands on you where there aren't any (yet, at least). Best to go with the flow and let it move you to even greater heights of pleasure.

Emcee comes up for air, and with a moment's clarity he grabs a handful of condoms.

"Won't you take him first, darling?" he says breathlessly to George, before ripping a packet open his his teeth and rolling the condom on for him. It's a task he doesn't mind at all. "And I'm next."