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Subject: {ASSM} Party Favors (Dom/Sub, Exhib, Sneaky Affairs)
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Date: Mon, 10 May 2004 19:10:06 -0400
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This story was originally shown on Ruthie's Club way back in Sept 2003, 
but amazingly it is still hot and sexy.  Those wacky summer romances.

I should mention that I own this story, that you can't have it and that 
I have a website but you know what?  I think you know that.  Let's 
pretend we are all adults and that we know what to do and what not to 
do.  Come on, I'll pretend if you do.

Feel free to e-mail me if you like this story as I do thrive on 
attention.  I'm an ego-whore that way.


Party Favors
By Shon Richards
Edited with love by Alicia
Edited with an iron pen by Ruthie

"Great party, isn't it?" I asked Renee. 

"Shit, Robert, not now," she whispered.

"Why not?" I responded. "Half the party is watching your husband on the 
Karaoke machine and the other half is in the pool. You're looking 
fantastic in this red cocktail dress and I'm thinking of a hundred ways 
to fuck you. When would be a better time for your next command?"

Renee bit her lip. She was terrified of Steve discovering her 
infidelity but there was something selfish inside her that couldn't 
turn down a chance to be a slut. We were sitting in the back of the 
living room as the rest of the party watched Steve sing. No one was 
paying attention to us but it could change in an instant. I watched as 
the blonde squirmed before making her decision.

"What do you want?" Renee asked. 

"Just give me your underwear," I said.

"Right here?" she whispered. Her cheeks were already flushing.

"Right here," I said. "For starters," I added.

The promise of future debauchery did it. Renee watched the crowd of 
house guests in front of her and slowly lifted her short black dress. 
Their backs were to us and all it would take was one person needing a 
drink to expose Renee. She moved fast; lifting her ass off the couch we 
were on and grabbing hold of her panties. It only took a moment for her 
to pull her panties down her legs and over her heels. I smiled at the 
sight of the red thong. It had been a Christmas gift from me.

"Thank you, my slut," I said. I stuffed the thong into my pants pocket 
while Renee scrambled to readjust her dress. It was just in time too--
her boss at work came out of the crowd to look for the bathroom. It was 
a close call but once again our secret was safe.

"Let's go to your kitchen," I said.

"No," Renee whispered. "Please. I'll do whatever you want later, but 
not now."

I chuckled. "Now," I said.

That was the end of that debate. Renee led the way while I simply 
watched her wonderful ass move in front of me. Jack and Carrie were in 
the kitchen, so I had to suffer through an inane conversation about air 
conditioning while Renee appeared to look busy. When the intruding 
couple finally left, I appreciated the look of terror on Renee's face. 
As afraid as she was, she wasn't going to deny me. It wasn't our way.

"Pull down your top," I commanded.

Renee watched the kitchen door and did as I asked. Her full breasts 
flopped out of her flimsy dress top and I quickly took one of her 
nipples into my mouth. My tongue lashed over her sensitive nub and I 
was pleased by how erect it was before my first lick. I sucked on her 
breasts to my heart's content while the party continued just a few feet 
away.

"Very nice," I said, and my slut blushed at the compliment. Her blush 
turned to fear when she saw the black marker I pulled from my jacket. 
Renee didn't say a word as I wrote my name across her left breast, 
placing the 'b' over her nipple.

"Leave that there till I come for it," I said. 

"What if Steve sees it?" Renee demanded.

"Then you'll have some explaining to do," I said.

I left the kitchen and went to the pool outside. Renee almost followed 
me but she knew better. She wanted permission to remove my name but it 
would be in my own good time, not hers. The waiting was half the fun.

The party continued and although I kept my distance from Renee, she was 
never far from my sight. I suspect she was doing the same with me. We 
circled each other during the party, each with our own agendas. She 
wanted me to fuck her and let her remove my mark. For myself, I loved 
watching her tug her dress down as she unconsciously tried to cover her 
panty-less bottom. It was a good party.

Renee tried to make me jealous by dancing with her husband. Steve 
didn't know why his wife was so physical with him but he didn't care. 
His wife clung tightly to him, grinding her hips against him in those 
seductive ways that she learned from me. Perhaps it was my imagination 
but I swear I could see the outline of her ass underneath her dress 
more clearly now that I possessed her thong.

Ah that thong. Just knowing it was in my pocket was making me as hard 
as stone and I wondered if anyone else could tell. My cock was alive 
and wanting to sink into Renee in so many ways. Watching her dance 
reminded me of fucking her ass. Seeing her smile reminded me of how her 
cheeks looked when they were wrapped around my cock, and hearing her 
laugh was like hearing her moan.

I had appearances to keep up. To return the favor of her teasing, I 
flirted heavily with a cute redhead I met named Ashley. She was thinner 
than Renee and I knew my slut would be making endless comparisons. I 
slipped my arm around Ashley as we talked, accenting how tiny the young 
woman was. To be honest, I can't remember what we talked about but I 
will never forget the glares Renee gave me. Jealousy with a glaze of 
desire.

She cornered me at the punch table, not caring that Mike and Gary were 
standing right there. Renee even went so far as to grab my arm before 
realizing she was in public. I looked into her eyes and merely waited 
for her to speak. I wanted to hear her say it.

"Robert, can you help me get some ice from the garage?" she asked.

I ignored her obvious ploy. Leaning close to her, I whispered, "Clench 
for me."

Her eyes widened at my audacity. When I refused to give in, she sighed 
and closed her eyes. From earlier games, I knew she was clenching her 
pussy as tightly as possible until her eyes opened again. Her lips were 
open and sensual when she finally opened her eyes.

"Again," I said.

Renee did as I commanded. While Mike and Gary continued to bitch about 
baseball games, my lovely slut clenched between her thighs. 

"Again," I repeated. She obeyed, though she was biting her lip now. I 
knew from experience how aroused she was and I wished more than 
anything to slip my finger into her and test how wet she was.

"In half an hour, meet me in the garage," I said when she opened her 
eyes again. Before she could protest I left and engaged her husband 
about the details of the swimming pool. Renee avoided us as I knew she 
would. There was no way she could risk being around her husband right 
now. Her flushed cheeks, wet lips, and sensual eyes would give her away 
to anyone who had slept with her. I was safer with her husband than she 
was.

Renee tried to pay me back for the teasing. She had some of the 
specially ordered ice cream that Steve was so fond of and ate it where 
I could see her. It was vanilla and the white gleamed on her lips. 
Slowly she ate the ice cream from the cone, first licking it from all 
sides and then swallowing a bite of it. Several of the more forward 
guys at the party made lewd comments about her eating, but she laughed 
them off. The more jealous women had some ice cream, too, and before 
long there was a crowd of orally fixated people around the ice cream 
bin. 

Despite her teasing, Renee kept an eye on the clock. When it was time, 
she excused herself and headed for the garage. I followed her 
discreetly, trying hard not to run after her and pin her against a 
wall. When I was finally alone in the garage with her I lost my control 
and pulled her to me. Her lips were cold and I could still taste the 
vanilla. Renee pressed against me and her hands pulled my waist to 
hers. She was so frustrated and I loved it.

"Turn around," I said when I finally broke the kiss. 

Renee obeyed quickly. As soon as she was turned around, I pushed her 
forward so that she was facedown on Steve's workbench. She squealed 
happily as I held her down and moaned as I lifted her short dress over 
her buttocks. I rubbed one hand over her round cheeks and grabbed a 
fistful of her hair with my other hand. Renee tilted her head back as I 
pulled and her back arched like a bow.

I spanked her ass with my bare hand. Renee cried out loudly with the 
first impact but then she remembered how many guests were just outside. 
Her cheeks clenched tightly as my handprint appeared on her ass. It was 
quite beautiful.

"Fuck me," Renee begged but I ignored her. I spanked her again and 
again, each blow harder than the first. My grip on her hair tightened 
with each blow, keeping her arched. She danced under my spanking, 
shifting around as I covered her sweet buttocks with welts. My own hand 
was stinging but I ignored the pain and kept administering the 
punishment she had earned tonight. Renee had tried to force me all 
night long. It was time she understood that I was in the one in charge 
here.

When her ass was as red as her dress, I leaned down and bit her firm 
cheeks. I could feel the heat under my tongue and it was nice. Renee 
whimpered as I nibbled on her buttocks but she didn't complain. My 
mouth kissed the bright handprints at my leisure while Renee patiently 
waited. 

"Should I take you now?" I asked her.

"If you want," Renee said. 

"Good answer," I replied. I pulled her hair so that she would stand up. 
She moaned when I pulled her dress down over her ass, shaking her head 
when she realized that I wasn't going to fuck her after all.

"Go back to the party, my slut," I said.

Renee scowled but she did as I asked. She was always calmer after a 
good spanking. That's kind of surprising when you realize she is 
usually a lot wetter too. She didn't even look back as she left. That 
was fine. I didn't care if she was pissed as long as she obeyed.

I rejoined the party. Although Renee was deliberately ignoring me, I 
couldn't help but watch her constantly. She walked so carefully through 
the crowd of people, trying her best not to let anyone know just how 
tender her ass was. I loved how she tried to act casual when her 
husband insisted on dancing with her. His hand crept up to her right 
breast and briefly fondled her. Her face paled and I knew what she was 
thinking. My name was protected from her husband's sight by only a thin 
layer of cloth. The panic in her eyes was delightful.

My staring didn't go unnoticed. Walter was standing next to me and he 
saw where my attention was. He laughed and thought we had something in 
common.

"Steve's a lucky man," he said. "Renee is one fine piece of ass."

I smiled and merely nodded. Renee was a fine piece of ass but it wasn't 
Steve who was the lucky one. The lucky one was the guy who could make 
Renee beg. Steve could sleep with her, fuck her, and kiss her all he 
wanted. Renee and I knew who really owned her.

Despite my plans to wait, I could hold back no longer. As soon as Steve 
was done dancing with Renee and his back was turned, I went up to my 
suffering slut and whispered in her ear. I told her to come out to my 
car and I would remove my mark I placed on her. The pretty blonde's 
eyes lit up but her expression was quickly replaced by fear. What if 
someone saw her heading out to my car? She didn't ask me that question 
because she knew what my answer would be--that's her problem.

My car was parked by the curb and at this late point in the party, 
there were a lot of other guests taking their leave as well. I didn't 
see Renee right away and I decided to give her three minutes. It 
wouldn't be the first time she was forced to wear my mark all night 
long but I knew how much she hated it. In trying to keep it hidden from 
her husband, she would have to put off sex tonight and as aroused as 
she was, that would be the worst punishment possible. 

She came, with a minute to spare. Renee got in on the passenger side 
and didn't say a word as I unzipped my pants and pulled out my cock. I 
was so hard and ready for her. She smiled at the sight of my cock but 
the constant traffic of guests made her pause.

"Do it," I whispered and there was nothing more to say. Renee leaned 
over and I gently pushed her head down over my cock. She took my entire 
length, swallowing inch after inch into her wet throat. It was my turn 
to whimper as her lips sealed tightly over me.

In the shadows she sucked me. Up and down her pretty head bobbed while 
my hands squeezed her blonde hair. It was a noisy blowjob, full of the 
wet sucking sounds Renee was so good at. The slut really knew how to 
lick a man and it was nice to see all of those tongue exercises I gave 
her were paying off.

I slipped one hand around to cup her breast. Renee moaned as I pulled 
her tit out from her top and roughly squeezed her. She liked it when I 
pinched her nipples and sometimes she even climaxed from breast 
stimulation alone. I simply enjoyed the way she moaned when I twisted 
her nipples; feeling her throat vibrate around my cock.

Owen and Deena walked by the car and I smiled at them. Deena'a jaw 
dropped as she saw the top of Renee's blonde head bobbing up into view. 
The couple started laughing when I shrugged my shoulders. As they 
walked away I wondered if they had recognized Renee solely from her 
hair but then I decided I didn't care. I was too close to coming.

"Swallow it all, Renee," I growled. "Leave not a single drop."

She moaned in submission. My fingers were mauling her breast now; 
squeezing and twisting her soft flesh as my own desire grew and grew. 
Her fingers were doing the same to my balls, coaxing and tugging on 
them as her tongue flicked over me. She wanted me to come as badly as I 
did.

"Now," I said and I erupted into her mouth. I flooded her mouth with my 
seed and true to my instructions, she took every drop. Even when I 
thought I was done, her fingers and lips milked my cock until she was 
sure I was completely drained. 

"Perfect," I said when I let go of her head.

"Take me," Renee begged. She had lifted her skirt but I ignored the 
sight of her lovely sex.

"Finger yourself while I remove my name," I told her.

"Bastard," she whispered but she took herself nonetheless. Sitting 
beside me in the car, Renee plunged her fingers deep inside her pussy 
and masturbated for me. In my glove compartment were some wet wipes 
that I keep for this purpose. I used one to clean her breast, 
thoroughly enjoying how hard it was to remove that magic marker. Renee 
stroked herself to a loud orgasm while I erased my name.

"There, my mark is gone," I said when I was finished. "You can go back 
to the party."

"Come on," Renee pleaded. "You've teased me all night. Fuck me, 
Robert."

"No," I said.

Renee actually laughed. "Then I guess I'll have to fuck Steve. I might 
even let him have my ass."

"That's fine," I said. I reached across and grabbed her by the back of 
her head. Her mouth smiled as I pulled her closer.

"Fuck him however you want," I said. "It won't change how I fuck you 
tomorrow."

She shivered. "You're coming over tomorrow?" 

I thought about it.

"Maybe"


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