There's a Party in My Pants and Five are Invited - Sex Stories

There's a Party in My Pants and Five are Invited

... game end and we both took up our respective ends of the table. I am no slouch when it comes to air hockey, but I know I am not too great either. The puck happened to be in his goal when we started so I got ready to defend my goal when he quickly banked it off the side and it slammed home. He dropped me a wink, and I dropped my jacket. I tried the same tactic and he easily deflected it and it went sailing into my goal again. He smiled broader and I peeled off my shirt. I tried a softer approached and was rewarded with the puck sinking into his goal. He rewarded me with removing his jacket. The game was getting heated and the crowd was beginning to grow. Of course most of the guys were cheering my opponent on, but my see-thru bra was becoming distracting to him. I used that and giggled about more than was necessary to make my moves. I learned far over the table to reach for the puck and almost came spilling out of my bra, that little distraction earned me his shirt and then his pants. Just when I started to think this game was in the bag for me and went to block his shot, and the toy gripped me in its pleasurable embrace. I cried out and sagged at the knees, allowing the puck to make a clean entrance into my goalie slit. I seethed in his direction and shimmied out of my pants. I was very conscious of my wet panties and the toy that was nestled there. “That is just fighting dirty.” I hissed at him. He just shrugged and waited for me to serve the puck to him. The next goal ...

... would decide the winner, and I had no doubt it would be him. He had a friend helping him and that meant someone in this room had my remote. I tried to concentrate on the game as I got ready to serve, but the toy was vibrating just a smidgen under full power and it was taking everything I had to not dance around like I needed to pee while moaning like a banshee. I took several deep breathes and went to bank it off the right when the toy stopped and I faked and hit it left. He was not ready for that and the puck glided undisturbed into his hole. I jumped around in a winner’s dance before realizing I was only in my bra and underwear and a crowd was gawking. The remote wielder took that moment to turn the toy back on and it pulsed rhythmically causing butterflies to flutter in my core. A whimper escaped me but I bit it off before it could become a moan. There was clapping from the crowed and some booed with I dressed again. “Tell me who has it,” I demanded. He pointed to a man that was standing behind me and he looked none too pleased that he was ousted. I held out my hand and the remote was returned to me. I walked up to a woman that I knew had a crush on me and handed her the remote. “Talk to the one in his boxers about this,” I said and walked out of the room and headed for the bar. Three down and two to go. It was 11:49 pm. I started to mix myself a drink when the two people left playing the game walked up to me. They were on the other side of the bar and I could not see their ...