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“You are going to make me happy and if you make me happy I will make sure you stay happy.” Linda gave her a wink and looked down at Lisa's pussy.
“Lay on the floor for me. There's no reason why can't please each other at the same time.” She said softly, nodding her head when Lisa laid down on her back and spread her legs. It hadn't been her first time with a girl and she was getting wetter by the second by the way Linda was staring at her.
Linda quickly got on top of her and pressed her pussy against Lisa's mouth. She eagerly dove her tongue into Lisa's pussy and within minutes of pleasing one another they were both cumming for each other, squirting their juices in each others mouths and whimpering for one another. They were grinding harder and harder against each others mouths until they were done cumming, until every last drop squirted out of them.
The End.
Blind Folded.
Chapter 1
Brady was getting himself ready for the weekend party that was suppose to be going on. He was going with his best friend Jason who had convinced him that it was going to be a party that he wouldn't want to miss. Brady rubbed his bald head as he looked in the mirror at himself in his bedroom. He was wearing a pair of jeans and a blue shirt. He didn't think it was something that he really had to dress up for. He had on his black boots that he had just bought the day before for the party and smiled at himself. His ears were pierced and his gold studs looked really good in the mirror. At least he thought so. Brady thought he looked great at twenty-two years old, smiling at himself again he thought he looked like a stud. His pearly white teeth was something that he loved the most about himself. His tanned body when he rolled up his sleeves looked masculine and even his face looked as if he had just been to a tanning salon. He thought he was rather handsome and knew that he was attractive. Many men and women have looked at him while he was out around town and he acted as if he didn't know what they were looking at.
As Brady was getting ready to head out of his room his bedroom phone rang. He looked over at it and was about to ignore it until he figured it was probably Jason. Walking over to it quickly he answered the phone.
“Hello?” Brady asked.
“Hey, was wondering if you were getting ready for tonight?” Jason asked into the phone, he sounded more excited than how Brady felt.
“Yeah, I was just heading out my bedroom door going down to grab something to eat.” He told him quickly. He wanted to eat dinner before he headed out not knowing if he was going to have anything to eat after he left.
“So you want me to come around in an hour or so?” Jason asked, looking at the time and seeing that it was going on six at night.
“Sure that would be good. We aren't going to be too late are we?” Brady asked him, hoping that they weren't going to be the last ones to show up.
“No, it doesn't start until eight. We're good.” Jason laughed at him. They talked for a few more minutes and then they hung up with one another.
Brady had been friends with Jason for a very long time. They had been best friends since they were in kindergarten and they had been strong ever since, ever since Jason helped Brady out when some kids pushed him down on the playground and made him cry. That was how they had first met one another. From that day on they were always by each others side and it wasn't often that people saw one without the other.
“Are you coming down for dinner Brady!” His mother hollered down, he had just moved back in with his parents after a few years away to college and he was already missing the privacy that he once had.
“I will be right down mom!” Brady hollered back to her. His parents didn't know that he was going to be gone all weekend and he didn't need to tell them but he thought out of respect he would since he wasn't going to be around he didn't want his mother worrying about him.
When Brady went downstairs he walked into the kitchen to his right and saw that his parents were already sitting down in front of their plates. His mother had made his plate and set it on the table where he would always sit. Mash potatoes, steak and corn on the cob.
“Where are you going tonight?” His dad asked as soon as he sat down so that they could eat. He was hungry and the food was mouth watering.
“I'm going with Jason to a party. I'm actually going to be gone all weekend. I figured I would let you guys know so you wouldn't have to worry about me.” Brady stated, smiling at his dad as he took a bite of food.
His dad had thin, graying, hair. He had light blue eyes and he was thin. He worked as a stock broker so he was usually still working. Brady was surprised that he was sitting at the dinner table. His mother had red hair that she dyed to keep the grays away. She had hazel eyes and she wore thin glasses so that she could see what she was reading. She worked as a lawyer and from time to time she took a vacation and those were one of those times.
“When are you going back to work mom?” Brady asked, shoveling another forkful of food into his mouth and waited for her response.
“I'm not sure if I'm going back to work. I've taken a few days off to figure out what I really want to do before I kick the bucket.” She told him before chewing on a piece of steak and looking at his father, seeing the shocked look on his face.
“You have known for a long time that I have wanted to get out of the business of being a lawyer. I just don't know if I really want to stay home and do nothing. That sounds so depressing.” She explained to him.
“What ever you do Carol is never a waste you know that.” His father gave her a wink from across the table.
“Yeah mom, I think that you should be adventurous. You don't have to stay at home and do nothing. Think of all the things you've always wanted to do.” Brady shrugged his shoulders, trying to help her out and seeing her smile at him always made him feel like he had made her proud.
“Have you decided what you are going to do yet with your life?” His mother asked, raising her eyebrows at him.
“Mom. Come on, I'm twenty-two years old. I have a life time to figure out what I really want to be.” Brady laughed lightly.
“That's what I thought too and now look at me.” She gave him a sad smile and a worried look came into her eyes.
“I know that I want to do construction. I will find something. Don't worry. I will find something that I really like.” He nodded his head and reached across the table to take her hand. He didn't want her to worry about him, he was old enough to take care of himself and old enough to take care of any problems that might come his way.
“That's what a mother does. You can't tell me not to worry when I've worried about you since birth now eat before Jason shows up and you still haven't finished your dinner.” She told him.
Brady began eating his dinner and listened to his parents conversation about how his dad's day had gone which was quite boring to Brady so he only listened with half an ear. Something he had learned to do and prayed to god that no one questioned him to see if he was really listening.
When the door bell rang Brady was just getting up to wash his plate at the kitchen sink. He didn't want his mother picking up after him now that he was an adult and he had done it when he was in college there was no need to have his mother pick up slack just because he was living back in the house.
“That must be Jason.” Carol said, going to the door and opening it up. She smiled at him and welcomed him into the house.
“Hi Mrs. Wagner.” He smiled at her, seeing Brady over her shoulder who was drying his hands off on a hand towel.
“All these years and you still refuse to call me Carol.” She laughed, shaking her head and giving him a hug.
“Yes ma'am.” He grinned at her, looking over at the kitchen table and nodded to Mr. Wagner who gave him a wave and smile.
His plate was empty and he was waiting for Carol to take it away like she always did so that he could go sit in the living room and read his newspaper like he did every night since they had been married. Something that had been routine since Jason and Brady were very little. Whenever Jason slept over they were told to go upstairs or watch television quietly after dinner so that they wouldn't disturb him.
“Alright Ma I will see you Sunday for sure.” Brady told her, giving her a hug and getting his over night bag from the living room that he had packed earlier that morning.
“You boys take care of yourselves. No matter how old you get I'm always going to worry about the two of you.” Carol told them, pointing a finger at Brady and then pointing a finger at Jason.
“We will mom.” Brady kissed her on the cheek and Jason opened the house door.
Carol was still standing in the doorway as she waved them off. When she didn't see them anymore was when she closed and locked the door behind her. Settling in for the night on a Friday night.
Chapter 2
Jason had put gel in his dark, black, hair. His brown eyes were focused on the road as the started going down and it was getting slightly darker. He didn't like talking much when he was driving but he knew that he had to tell Brady what the party was really about.
“So there's one thing I haven't told you yet.” Jason told him, looking over at Brady and seeing a look of surprise on his face.
“You are twenty-three years old and you still don't tell all of the story. I knew that there had to be another part to this because you never tell me the complete story unless you feel the need to tell me and when you tell me it's usually too late. Like now.” Brady shook his head, looking out the window but he had a smile on his face.
Brady looked at him when Jason didn't say anything to him. He was waiting for Brady to look at him to hear what he had to say.
“It's a gay party Brady. Every guy there is gay. I was thinking that you wouldn't go with me no matter what if I told you before you got into the car. I was hoping that you wouldn't have second thoughts even now.” Jason told him so softly that Brady wasn't sure if he had heard him right to begin with. But he knew what he had said, he wasn't deaf.
“I thought you were bi-sexual?” Brady asked him, giving him a small smile. He had to know if Jason was kidding around with him.
“Well the past few months I have been with more guys than girls and I think that's the way I'm leaning really.” Jason shrugged his shoulders, to him it was no big deal and he was hoping it was no big deal with Brady.
Brady didn't know what to say to him. Jason had come out to him about being with both men and female when they started high school. Something he thought would never come out of Jason's mouth and he was stunned when he had first heard about it. He never told anyone about it because Jason had told him not to. He respected Jason's privacy and he had never told a soul. Brady had felt honored when Jason had gone to him and told him what he was doing with his sexual life.
Brady wasn't sure how he felt about guys being with guys so he didn't say anything. His curiosity was getting the best of him. He sat there and didn't object about going the closer they got to Jason's friends house.
“Whose house is this again?” Brady finally asked after a few minutes of not knowing what to say or what to do.
“Billy's house. You've met him a few times. It's a party where everyone gets to know everyone and they are comfortable being around each other.” Jason shrugged his shoulders. He was happy that they were going to the party, glad that Brady didn't tell him to turn back around and take him home. He had never been to a gay party before either and he was sure there were going to be people there that they both knew.
“If it makes you feel any better I can tell them that you're not gay. You don't have to pretend that you are you know what I mean?” Jason asked him, looking over at him this time when he came to a red light.
“It's alright, I don't want them wondering why you invited me if I wasn't gay. They are going to give me funny looks all night and I really don't need that either.” Brady laughed, he could pretend to be someone he wasn't for a weekend. It wasn't going to kill him unless someone was going to try and hit on him. Then again he felt his heart racing when he thought about guys touching him, wondering what it actually felt like, if the emotions were the same as being with a girl and if the high was as strong as being with another girl.
“Great, I don't know if that's not going to happen. You're pretty good looking and you know that.” Jason laughed at him, turning his eyes back to the road and seeing that it was a green light now. Something that he had wanted to make clear to Brady even though he already knew it.
“Yeah well don't let yourself get carried away.” Brady laughed, rolling down his window and enjoying the warmth of the night since Jason had the air conditioner on in the car.
Jason pushed a button and the cold air stopped. They were only a few minutes away from Billy's house and he didn't mind letting the warm air into the car.
“Are you ready for this? We are almost there.” Jason told him, clearing his throat and seeing Billy's house from where he was.
“I guess I'm going to have to be ready right?” Brady asked him, giving a nervous laugh when Jason pulled up to a white house and seeing how many trucks and cars were in the driveway, on the lawn and on the side of the street he knew they were at the right place.
“He has his own house. He doesn't live at home like we do. We have to do something about that. Look at how old we are and still living with our parents.” Jason laughed, shutting the car off and opening the car door.
“Hey, I just left college a few months ago. Give me a break.” Brady laughed, opening the passenger side door and getting out. He stretched his legs before he shut the car door and followed Jason up the small, concrete path to the front door.
Jason waited for him before he went into the house without knocking. Brady had never done that before and he had never seen Jason just walk into someone's house before now. He walked in behind Jason with an apologetic smile on his face when a few of the guys gave them a funny look.
“Jason!” Billy shouted, walking up to him and giving him a hug. Brady had thought they had hugged each other too tightly.
“We are going to have a blast tonight!” Jason hollered over all the noise as they walked further into the house.
Billy was wearing shorts and a tank top. Brady could see that he was ready to have some fun and he wasn't looking at the drinking part of it. Billy had a hard on in his shorts and he didn't care about showing it off. He didn't even cover it, then again Brady was at a different party altogether than what he thought he was going to be attending.
They followed Billy down a long hallway that had lights on the ceiling. Brady could see that the floor had been mopped and waxed. He felt bad keeping his shoes on when he had seen it, he had always taken his shoes off at the door but when he saw that Jason hadn't he decided not to. He bit down on his lip knowing that waxing a floor sometimes took a lot of money depending on how many times it was done weekly.
“Don't worry about it.” Jason whispered to him, looking over his shoulder and seeing that Brady was looking at the floor and then looking at his shoes. He had a smile on his face, trying so hard not to laugh at him.
Billy looked over his own shoulder, his blue eyes were looking at Brady and when Brady made eye contact with him he gave him a wink. He ran a hand through his bleach, blonde, hair as he turned back around and had them follow him into the living room.
Jason followed Billy all the way into the living room while Brady just stood there in the doorway. He looked around and saw that there were flat screens on all four walls, all the screens were set on different channels. One was on a football game, one was on a basketball game, then baseball and the fourth one was on a horror movie. Everyone was talking and laughing, some had food in their hands and some had a beer in their hands. There was music in the back round that was low and it was soft music and he couldn't hear it enough to even care about it.
“Come over here Brady!” Jason looked around to see where he was and noticed that he was standing in the door way just looking around.
Brady walked over to him and Billy, he could see that everyone else was looking over at them. He felt all the eyes on him in the room but didn't say anything. He saw that some of the guys were smiling at him and he still didn't say anything.
“Thanks for inviting me to this party.” Brady looked over at Billy and nodded his head at him. Wondering if he really wanted to stay all weekend.
“Not a problem. Jason asked if he could invite a friend and any friend of Jason's is a friend of mine.” Billy reached out his hand Brady shook it.
He wasn't as uncomfortable as he thought he would be. He was actually looking forward to what was going to happen through the night. He would decide whether or not he was going to go home or if he was going to stay when it was all said and done.
Brady thought he had made it clear that he wasn't interested in anyone. He hadn't made any eye contact with anyone but Billy and he didn't even smile when Billy winked at him thinking it was brushed off because he had brushed it off himself.
Brady watched as Billy looked around the room and watched everyone talking and looking at the televisions. He thought that he had done a great job setting up the party and seeing the outcome of it. He had thought that no one was going to show up, that it was just going to be a joke and when Jason showed up no one would be there. That he would have to explain that his party had been a flop and how sorry he was, thinking back on it now he laughed about it. He had never thrown one of these parties before and he was doing a great job as the host.
“I want to thank you all for coming out. I didn't think it would be this big but it means so much to me that you guys are all here.” Billy told the group in the living room as they nodded their heads and cheered for him.
Billy walked out of the room and went down the hall where there were others gathered around in the doorway of the house.
“I thought this was going to be a party?” Brady asked, rolling his eyes. He thought it was kind of lame as he rolled his eyes. He was ready to go himself but knew that Jason wasn't ready to leave by any means.
