going to the wrong party. or did i?

I'd been to a few after hours parties there before. 4 or 5 of the guys from work hang together al lot. Usually I leave when the gay starts coming out. Last night I stayed. A couple of the guys invite me to joing their 'game'. "It's safe, fun and might tell you something about yourself you din't know."

Use an alias and write down some fantasys you have. From mild to wild, he said. The beer and cocktails had been flowing, I put a different name on the note pad. I calle myself Jill.

Forced to dress up in women's underwear and clothes

Maybe even be cuffed or tied. Restrained some how. Gagged

Blindfolded. Groped by many peolpe at the same time.

Kissed by a man. Introduced to sucking my first cock

I wanted to see their reactions. I was having fun with it. I wanted tyo hear what these guys think about, too. But, of course, some of them were real unspoken dreams of mine. especially the one about being forced to dress.

There were 6 of us there. Joe read all the different notes. He put them together in pairs. He announced Peter and Jackass (aliases). Two of the guys got up, took their notes and left the room, going upstairs. I was confused. "Jill and Uncle Buck." A tall older man stood up. "Jill?" I was frozen. Everyone was looking at me. "Shall I read your note? Oh yes. You mentioned you'd need to be forced to complete your fantasy. That's why I chose Buck to partner with you." Buck was reading my note. I was horrified.

"Stand up, bitch!" Everyone gasped! "Oh he is going to get, isn't he! Ha!"

One of the men left quickly returning with some thing on his hands. Buck lifted my hands over my head pulling me up. No sooner did I try to cry out, a soft rubber ball was popped into my mouth. Buck held me while the man strapped it in. My hands pulled behind me. A leather strap binds them together. Then a collar with a long leash hanging from it. "Follow me, sweetie." Up the stairs we went.

I felt everyones eyes on me. Even though a scarf was wrapped around, covering my eyes, I could tell all the lights in the room were still on. I was kneeling next to the bed. Buck was sitting in front of me. The ball gag was dangling under my chin. My hands were still tied. All I was wearing was a pair of tight, pink, thong back panties. One of Buck's hands was on my head. The other was pinching one of my nipples. My head was bobbing up and down on Buck's cock. He just kept saying "Don't stop. Suck harder. Don't stop. Suck like a whore."

I tried and tried. I was so embarassed. How did I get here? What a mistake! Buck's cock was hard, warm and wet. He tried to push it into my throat every time down. I choked and gaggged on it. I wasn't doing it very well. It was taking a really long time for it all to be over. I didn't like it. But I noticed I was hard.

I jumped when someone moved in behind me. I almost bit Buck's cock. "Get back to it, you slut." A voice whispered in my ear "Here, I'll help you with that." His hand was rubbing my panty wrapped cock. The other was sliding up and down the back of the thong. He was kissing and licking my neck. I almost forgot about the cock moving in and out of my mouth. Was I going to come? Holy shit!

A slippery finger broke my butt cherry. His hand was gripping my cock really hard, moving up and down. I felt Buck breathing hard and pulling my hair. I tried sucking even harder. Snot was blowing through my nose. Everything happened at the same time. The new, strange feeling of a long, wiggling finger deep in my ass when I came. A mouth full of man cum drooling out of my tired, sore mouth. My pretty satin panties dripping wet with my own orgasm. Holy shit!