Threesome Agreement P5 (The Party)

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1 Month Later

“Relax… everyone already knows…” Taylor thought, as she put the final appetizers out. The home had been cleaned, food procured, drinks ready… and the fashionably on time people were due to arrive in 15 minutes.

A large arm appeared from behind her, wrapping around her smaller body. “Bathrooms cleaned” Kyle reported, turning the embrace into a hug. His smell filled her nostrils, and he felt once again naked wearing a knee length skirt.

“I don’t know how you can wear skirts and dresses. Always feels like you're walking around without anything on.” They remarked.

“You get used to it”, Kyle retorted, and as if on cue, his hand found itself on Taylor’s ass, clenching the ample fat through the thin knee length skirt, and even thinner boy shorts underneath.

“Ahh”, She yelped, swatting away his hand. “Exactly my point. Why couldn’t I have worn my jeans anyways? It's not like I have to prove to people I’m a woman, I got tits. It's pretty obvious.” Taylor spun around in Kyle’s arms, now facing her fiancé.

“Because, Taylor. It's a nice evening and you should dress up for it. And let me tell you, those jeans are the last remaining pair of mine that still fit your juicy ass. This skirt is less revealing.” Heat flushed to Taylor's cheeks as Kyle lips met hers, giving a passionate kiss. Once again, Kyle’s hands crept to Taylor’s ass, and gave a playfully long squeeze.

Kyle could feel himself getting hard. The now familiar, but still strange experience of his dick constraining against his underwear and pants. The last standing pair of jeans was made of a bit of stretch material, and so it looked hot as hell when Taylor strutted around in it.

“Fit her much better than it fit me”, they thought.

Taylor broke away from the impromptu makeout session, with a worried face. “What?”

“Babe, the doorbell? People are arriving, "she replied. Rolling her eyes. “You’re going to have to let me go.”

“Oh shit, I got it!” Kyle released his prisoner from the hug and started to let people in. Taylor still stood, now in silence, her teeth digging into her bottom lip. The mental image of pulling up her skirt to reveal a needy pussy invaded her mind.

Repeating with slight variations…

“Is this a memory of Kate doing this to me?” She thought.

“Or something I want to do?”

The cold February breeze from the open door shook them awake from this spell. “C'mon dude, like 8 months of this. Less than a year. You’re not a slut, you’re not even a real woman, just doing a tour of duty.” He steeled himself, and readied to make re-introductions.

The Party

Kate and Tyler’s dozens of friends started to show up en masse. Many from college, some from their time living downtown, some close work friends. All friendly and supportive.

Jacob, Tyler’s playboy friend going back years, asked first but was not the last, “So like names? I guess pronouns? Brings me back to college classes.” Jacob nervously chuckled.

“Kate, Kyle, Taylor, Tyler, He/She/Them, literally anything man, don’t over think it.” Tyler responded. “We kinda swap through.”

“If you say so, it's going to be hard to call a chick in a dress ‘Tyler’!”

“It's a skirt, not a dress.” Taylor remarked, shrugging her shoulders.

“Well alright Taylor!” He lifted his hands in mock offense, a toothy grin on his face. “Can you still smash?”

“What??” A swallow got caught in her throat.

“Super Smash dude.” He pointed to the screen where they set up the Switch for the guys.

“Oh fuck yeah I can.”

In the kitchen, Kyle was talking to a group of their female friends, reds and whites in hand. “So it was actually his idea.” He lied.

“What? No way?” Rebecca, one of their favorite drinking buddies from downtown, exclaimed.

“Yeah, he saw me struggling at work, we both wanted a child, and things just lined up. The wedding was also stressing me out, not having time to actually do all my wedding things. That's why it's so small. So this is more of a relief, if anything.” Kyle easily explained, delivering the lie to save some embarrassment. Jessica, with her piercing blue eyes, played along but knew the intimate details.

“Good. Fantastic.” Tyler thought as he dodged an attack and delivered a crushing charged attack in kind. “God Kyle can really lie his ass off”, Tyler mused as he lost the final match up against the last remaining player.

“Well glad to see you haven’t lost your edge, or gotten any better.” Jacob joked, giving a handshake for the close fight. “His grip is dainty. Like he doesn’t want to break me”, Taylor realized as Jacob accepted his shake limply. “And now your Bayonetta main makes much more sense!”

“Very funny, Jacob.” Taylor remarked, giving up her controller to the next round of victims.

“Hey seriously.” He narrowed his eyes, and lowered his voice under the din of the party. “You’re still invited to bros game night. And Kyle is too. Obviously.”

A warm feeling filled their heart. Comfort. “Wait… was he about to cry.”. “Shit… uh thanks man.” Taylor brushed her skirt down and left the couch before anyone noticed.

The music and video games pumped through the house, letting Taylor slip away. Or so she thought. A blonde woman tailed her, like a wolf on the hunt.

Knock, Knock

A polite rap on the bathroom door frame got Taylor's attention. She had just cleaned away the remaining smudges that an unexpected act of kindness brought.

“Heyyyyy man, you alright.” Jessica calmly entered.

“Yeah… just touching up my makeup. Fucking woman emotions. Fuck I sound ridiculous saying that.” Tyler pouted, putting down her blending pad on loan from Kate, and taking her folic acid vitamin for the day. Tyler gave Jessica a look, immediately put off by how caring she sounded.

“What? I’m not just little miss threesome homewrecker. I care about my friends, especially since I’m the only one who knows the whole story…” She put a hand on Tyler's shoulder.

Smiling, Tyler responded, “So Miss Homewrecker? Any new stories?”

“Ohh you know me. There's the Bailey’s. The man, good looking mind you, thought he was a stud for banging me and his wife, divorces. Thought he had a chance with me, even, Ha! The lady is trying to work through her emotions by working through me.” She winked.

“Uhh how does that look?”

Jessica thought back to last Friday, when her tits were pressed against a glass table, arms bound, and her new Mistress for the month pulling her leash tight.

“I don’t know…” Taylor responded.

“Oh come on, Taylor. I’ve seen you in action. You may dress modestly tonight, but you are not cut from a different cloth than me.” Somehow her smile turned even more devilish.

“Oh there you are babe! Oh hey Jessica!” An energetic Kyle bumbled up the stairs. “Everything good?”

Jessica kept her hand on Taylor’s waist, flashing a goofy smile to Kyle, “Girl talk. I’m going to take her shopping soon.” She then moved to Kyle, “I got nowhere else to be tonight, I can help clean up after the party.” She then sauntered back down stairs, both Kyle and I’s eyes lingering on her form.

The party continued well for another couple of hours. Some people left as the night wore on, but as the drinks poured, the smaller groups intermingled regardless of how they knew the swapped couple, and the conversations turned familiar and raunchy.

“I’ve taken a blue pill before. It was crazy. You guys reallyyyy are horny.” Rebecca said, making a face. “It's like I had a ticking time bomb on my crotch. Could barely touch it without-” She then raised her hand, making an explosion.

“All women should try the blue pill” Adrian chipped in. “The best BJs and handjobs I’ve ever gotten were from girls who have done it.”

“Gross.” Rebecca squirmed. “Have you taken the Pink pill before?”

“Hell no.” Adrian responded, then realizing his company, “I mean no offence. I like everything right where it's at.”

“Wait…” Jessica. “So you guys are going ahead with the wedding… What are you doing with the Bridesmaid and Groomsman? I guess you can just go ahead normal, or even swap the lineup around so the pictures come out looking normal… A couple of options.”

Kyle, his right hand around the waist of his fiancée, spoke up, eager, “Well, we already did our bach-parties early, so that's good… The wedding is already going to be weird, let's just admit it. I mean, our photos are going to look crazy in a year, let alone two. What if we leaned in?”

“What do you mean?” Taylor asked.

Kyle looked at her with another goofy smile. His jaw line caught the warm lighting of the living room. “The entire bridal party goes on X-Change for the event. Will make it more a fun thing, like a halloween themed wedding.” Kyle looked at Taylor, and Taylor understood that this would make her look less like a sore thumb. A wave of thankfulness rolled over her as she moved in closer to her Fiancé.

“That's insane.” “Thats fucking hilarious.” “Bet which of the groomsman will have the largest tits?” “I’ve seen a TikTok of an entire x-Change wedding.” Immediately the party started to respond to the idea, but the general consensus was ‘Why not?’.

Afterparty

“Hey man, reaccch out if youuu need anything.” Jacob slurred, his uber patiently waiting on the street behind him. “And K-dog, join us for Smash next tuesday, we will teach you!” He gave a handshake to Kyle, and his arms enveloped the shorter Taylor, giving her a friendly hug. “Peace!” The couple shut the door, stopping the cool air from invading their home.

“K-dog?” Taylor asked.

“Wow he hugged you, did you even notice Taylor? God this is weird.” Kyle was looking at his right hand. “Man, what a trip. Maybe I drank too much.”

“Hopefully not too much.” Jessica’s voice cut through the night.

“Fuck. Really?” Kyle exclaimed in surprise.

“Is this what you mean by clean up?” Taylor asked, amused.

“What? Your house was too warm.” Jessica

Jessica pulled down her last remaining piece of clothing, fully revealing her slender, ready body. “And I think we all enjoyed the last time… Let's have some fun.” She walked up to Taylor and kissed her deeply on the lips.

The mass of bodies, kissing and groping being shared between them all, moved into the living room.

“Fuck why do I get so fucking horny at this?” Taylor internally moaned as Jessica peeled off her layers one by one. “I thought women were supposed to be less horny than guys.” She muttered as Jessica rubbed her pussy.

“Trust me… they are..” Kyle piped in, his erection twitching.

“Nothing from you Kyle until us ladies have our fun. Someone isn’t on enhancers so you only got one shot and I’m not wasting it. But… let's be sure to give him a show.”

Taylor felt the rush of ecstasy roll through her, as Jessica’s skilled fingering found her weakness and exploited it. She looked at Kyle, biting his lip on the chair, stroking his cock. “My turn. On the couch. You all owe me remember.” Jessica reminded them.

Jessica directed Taylor and led her fingers into her wet pussy. The feeling of finger fucking a girl felt very familar to Tyler as Jessica moans reached a higher and higher pitch. Once again, Tyler looked at his Fiancée. “Is it cucking if we put on a show?” She thought as Jessica monopolized her mouth with her tongue, diving it deep as her body pounded against Tyler’s now slender, wet, hand.

“MMMMhh that's the stuff. Looks like we're making your boy a little stir crazy.” Jessica breathed. Tyler smirked, but he did look ready to fuck everything in sight… which included the both of them. “We should give him some attention, don’t you think?” Jessica asked, mockingly. Taylor felt a rush of emotions, now she was in Control, or at least sharing with Jessica. Not like the first threesome where she was just a ‘Slutty Stacy’.

“Yeah… let's help him out. But no cumming, we have plans.” Words left Taylor’s mouth, almost on auto pilot. “I can’t believe I said that”, she thought as Taylor and Jessica knelt in front of the stoic Kyle.

They took turns licking his cock, almost challenging each other to take it deeper and deeper into their mouths, their throats. “I’m not even drunk…” Taylor thought, as she felt the pillar deep down her gullet. She hadn’t given a blow job after the initial night, instead going for a quick fuck or two to solve her horiness as it frequently creeped up again and again. Sometimes even just taking the dildo and personally solving the problem in some shame.

But now… she felt powerful as Kyle squirmed in pleasure. It was fun for her.

“Slow down girl.” Jessica purred. Taylor didn’t even notice she was hogging the cock, bringing him closer and closer to climax. “Lets get a fuck in before we lose him for the night.”

“Fuck me. Thats fucking hot.” Kyle groaned as his glistening cock was released from Taylor’s mouth.

Jessica’s lips met Taylor’s, as Jessica’s other lips were parted by Kyle’s cock rhymically pounding her. Slow and steady. In between the deep tongue action, Jessica rubbed Taylor's clit, and the ladies shared a hum of electricity as they both came again.

“Good God. I knew you two would be fun.” The couple’s lover moaned. “Now let's have a big finish.”

Kyle’s moans were muffled as he ate out Jessica, but Taylor's wasn’t as she bounced on the only Dick in the room with crazed hunger.

“Fuck yes fuck yes god i’m cumming fuck again-again” she moaned louder and louder. Until she felt Kyle fill her with warmth. A relaxing blanket of emotion covered her as her primal needs were satisfied.

“Man.. that was incredible.” Kyle gasped, no longer under Jessica.

“Ahh, pretty good showing, you two.” Jessica said, in between gasps to reclaim her breath. She was already moving to collect her dress from the floor. “Now, if you excuse me, I was lying about helping you all clean up. And the post party, post sex, uber home is one of my favorite times of the night.” Not even bothering, she stuffed her panties into her purse and squeezed back into her little black dress. “Don’t forget, you promised a shopping trip Taylor! See you both soon, Sluts!” She exclaimed, walking out the door into the cold February night, which didn’t seem to bother her.

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