Please read the first four chapters of this story before starting on this one, just so things make sense! :-)
After the ice-breaker event of a blind-folded blow-job contest that I spoke about in Chapters 2-4, we moved on to a more regular party and all got relaxed, chilled out, and in good spirits once more. Some more games were interspersed into the mix – some drinking games and mild stripping games etc, mainly tame for an “adult” party really. And I won’t go into detail on these otherwise this blog will end up being 756 chapters long!! lol
So this chapter is actually to wrap up the ice-breaker once and for all, as it was during some of these games and later into the party that I learned more about the events of earlier in the evening.
This 5-10 minute chat came about when the “hazing of the new girl” seemed to carry on a little later in the night, and I finally put my foot down and demanded to be let in on the big secret that everyone other than me seemed to be sharing.
I think my question was asked something like... “tell me what really happened in the blow-job contest. Was it rigged? And how come these three (pointing at the other girls) didn’t have a hair out of place and I finished looking like a right state?”
And the details that I’d been dying to hear all night were finally revealed. So now I’ll fill in the blanks of the blow job contest for you, just as they were filled in for me.
They did tell me that all the guys had spoken to J earlier to find out if I was a good sport and if I’d complain if they all got a little over-zealous and really messed with me. J had given me a glowing recommendation that I could be very obedient and was actually very easy-going and up for a laugh, even if the laugh is at my expense, and that they were allowed to push me as far as they wanted to see how I reacted.
The first thing I discovered was that there's two sets of rules to the game. The actual rules and the rules they say out loud at the start, which they insisted were “joke rules that nobody listened to”. The actual rules don't require the girls to wear blindfolds, and don't require them to use “no hands”. So in short, when we all knelt down and put our blindfolds on, I was the only one who actually put a blindfold on. The others just pretended before discarding theirs. The girls then, being able to see fully, take the cock in their hands and carefully lick all the whipped cream off without making a mess and spend three minutes giving a fairly leisurely blow job at whatever pace they choose, just making sure they keep it nice and hard for the next girl. That definitely explained several things. Firstly how they all got 4 out of 4 right, not difficult when you can see who you're sucking on! It also explained why they never had a hair out of place or any whipped cream all over them like I did. And of course, it also explained why I could only hear gentle licking, slurping and giggling sounds during the whole thing.
I also enquired about the breaks in between “rounds”, as they all seemed to be different lengths of time. I was told there's always a 30 second break between rounds. “What happened today then?” I asked. Apparently, Dan, who was my first, well I deep-throated him with not too long to go and it was too much for him to take that late in the time-limit, so as the time finished, he grabbed my head and fucked me for about 10-15 seconds over his allocated time. That explains why there was only a 15 second or so break between 1 and 2. Between rounds 2 and 3 I got the full 30 second break. But after round 3, apparently Robert got an excellent blow job from Bev, his wife, in round 3 that really worked him up, as well as seeing the three other guys get fully impaled into my mouth and give me a thorough face fucking during rounds 1-3. So he was so hard and wound up he couldn't wait for the 30 seconds to be up so he just grabbed me as soon as he had exited Bev's mouth and walked the two feet or whatever it was to get to me, and just went for it.
I had to ask though - “you had longer than three minutes though, didn't you?” I was pretty sure he did, but I lost all sense of time, so I really wasn't sure, I was thinking it was maybe 4 minutes. Robert just chuckled. Bev interjected, “I made it just under 6 minutes!” I was a little shocked it was that long, and I just looked at Robert, slightly laughing, and said “you really are a fucking bastard!”
He just told me that when he was pushing down my throat and I didn't put my hands out to stop him, and when he actually got all the way in and I still didn't put my hands out to stop him, you don't get a blow job like that every day so he knew he just couldn't stop. It had been many years since anybody had taken him that deep, he's only human, he couldn't stop even if he wanted to at that point. Complimenting my blow-job skills – a good way to escape my wrath! lol
Another side-note – I’m not saying I give the best BJ in the world, or even out of this group by the way. Reports I got and from what I saw later were that Bev is very, very good. She just doesn’t deep-throat. The other two weren't too bad either!
Apparently Round 4 wasn't a contest, as nobody else did anything other than stare in awe at Robert fucking my blindfolded face with unbridled lust. Robert says he's seen maybe 20 girls get a similar blindfolded blow-job initiation over the years, and I was not only the only one that actually took everything they dished out without complaining and without asking anybody to stop, but I was also officially the only one who actually kept my hands out of use for the whole time of my own volition. Most others, including the three other girls here, all used their hands their first time, some from early in the first round, others as soon as somebody tried to push it in all the way. I got embarrassed when Laura said everyone wanted to give me a round of applause at the end of it as it was one of the most mesmerizing things they’d ever seen at these parties, but it would have given the game away! Lol. J had actually predicted that he thought I could do the whole thing without using my hands. They all told him at the time, “Bullshit! They all use their hands!” ;-p
I only had one more question to ask – did they mess with the result, as I was still confident I actually got them all right. They just said that J definitely wasn't number 2. I should have gathered something was wrong with the wording of that answer. It was actually only a full week later that I found out an extra tidbit of information. I had been jokingly giving J a hard time based on him being number 3 and not stopping when I choked on the whipped cream. He finally gave in and said he wasn't number 3. I knew I had got them all right... Actually I hadn't, as I didn't suck J at all during that contest, apparently Mark was both number 2 and number 3 for me. They had tricked me after all to ensure I couldn't get all of them right!!
To be continued... coming up next in the final part of this blog series: Midnight Cums!
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