Message-ID: <21391asstr$943233001@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: "Nobby Nobbs" Subject: {ASSM} RP{NobbyNobbs} "Housewarming Party" (MFF) Lines: 310 X-Original-Message-ID: <819ojo$kv1$4@nclient11-gui.server.virgin.net> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="ISO-8859-1" NNTP-Posting-Date: 21 Nov 1999 21:35:52 GMT X-MIME-Autoconverted: from 8bit to quoted-printable by nclient11-gui.server.virgin.net id VAA21552 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit X-MIME-Autoconverted: from quoted-printable to 8bit by sara.asstr-mirror.org id QAA24138 Date: Sun, 21 Nov 1999 20:10:01 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: gill-bates, dennyw, newsman This story was first posted in July 1998 by the me under a diferent name. Since then I have moved on with my life. I have moved in with my girlfriend, moved to a new town, and got a new job. I feel that a change in pen name is appropriate. The Two Birds and a Bloke Series 1. "Housewarming Party" 2. "Sunday Lunch" 3. "Physical Education" 4. "The Football Match" 5. "After the Match" Revision 1.2 Original posted in July 1998 Comments can be sent to nobby.nobbs@virgin.net **Disclaimer This story is of an adult nature, and is intended for people over the age of 18 (in the UK at least). If you are not old enough to read this in your country, then don't. It as simple as that. Same goes for people who are offended by this type of material. No-one if forcing you to read it, if you don't like it, don't read it. **Special note I'm English not American, but still, with the bombardment of American images that we receive in this country on TV and in films, I get confused from time to time. It's not my fault, blame the media!!! The name Nobby Nobbs comes from the Discworld(R) series of books by Terry Prachett. <-------------------------------------------------------------------> Housewarming Party A Two Birds and a Bloke Story by Nobby Nobbs © Copyright 1998 Nobby Nobbs Phil Jones was in advertising. He'd joined a large nationwide firm straight out of university. He had started at a regional office in Leeds, dealing with small campaigns in England's North-East. That was three years ago. He was now 24 and the firm had moved him to the National headquarters in London. They considered him to be their most promising new talent, and had offered him an irresistible package to leave his family and friends and make the move south. They had found him what seemed to an ideal place to live in London's fashionable Knightsbridge, and his brand new MG sports car in the drive was part of the deal. Even though he was going to miss Leeds and knew no-one in London, he would have to have been a fool to turn it down. He was a handsome young man, six foot tall, cropped blonde hair and a firm, muscular body. He worked out regularly, and swam a few miles at least twice a week. Back in Leeds he also used to like to party. He'd often stay out until dawn, dancing and drinking. However, even though they were easy to get hold of, Phil never touched narcotics. He was a ladies man. At university he'd made love with too many girls to count. Since starting work he'd calm down a little, and had several long term relationships. One of the attractions of London for Phil was it's reputation as a 24 hour city. He was looking forward to all night parties with interesting people. About a week after moving into his new flat, Phil decided to throw a house warming party. <-------------------------------------------------------------------> The party was swinging. Phil had invited everyone he knew, and just to make sure no-one complained, everyone in the apartment building as well. It was a small building, only 10 apartments, and being new in town, Phil didn't know many people. Still, those who had come had brought friends with them, and there was a healthy crowd enjoying the fun. The music was loud, pumping from the speakers of Phil's expensive new stereo system, and everyone seemed to be having a good time. Apart from the buildings' residents, the other people at the party were from Phil's new office. There were many couples, and quite a few single men. Single women were, as usual, few and far between. As with any party, the men all congregated in the kitchen, while the women stayed in the lounge, dancing and gossiping. The furniture had been pushed to the side of the room to create a makeshift dance floor. Phil tried his best to move between the two rooms, but inevitably he stayed with the men. "So how do you like London Phil?" asked one of his colleagues, can of beer in hand. "Great," said Phil, "and it'll probably be better when I've made a few friends to party with." "Have you met Lisa and Nicole yet?" said a man from one of the apartments in the building. "No. Who are they?" said Phil. "They live just across the hall, surprised you haven't met noticed them, they're hot." "Oh those two." said Phil, "I knocked on there door yesterday to invite them to the party, but I don't think they're here yet." "They'll be here. If you like to party, these are the girls to know." <-------------------------------------------------------------------> Lisa was a newly qualified teacher, straight out of Oxford University. She was five foot five, and weighted just over seven stone. She had long wavy blonde hair, and a face that was so cute. Many people thought Lisa could model, if only she was taller. Her athletic figure was admired by men and women alike, and Lisa liked to show it off. Nicole was a complete contrast to Lisa. She stood head and shoulders above her at six foot, and her hair was brown and cut into a neat, short bob. She too kept herself in good shape, but wasn't as trim as Lisa. Not many people were as trim as Lisa. Neither girl could have afforded to live in the building alone, but they were good friends at university, and opted to live together. They loved to party, and were known in the area for getting invited to all the best bashes. <-------------------------------------------------------------------> There was a knock on the door, barley audible above the music. Phil answered the door, and was stunned by the sight of Lisa and Nicole standing in front of him. Lisa wore a short, tight red party dress and matching high heels. Her long, wavy blonde hair cascaded down over her shoulders. Nicole had on a blue halter neck dress, which barely contained her ample breasts, and showed off long tanned legs. They greeted Phil, and each gave him a little peck on the cheek before entering the room. Lisa pulled a bottle of champagne from behind her back and handed it to Phil. "This is a celebration, I thought this might be appropriate." she said. "Excellent," said Phil, "I'll get some glasses." He fetched three glasses from the kitchen and brought them back to the girls. Lisa popped the cork form the bottle, and filled them. Understandably Phil spent as much of the evening as he could with Lisa and Nicole. They talked about London, about Phil's home up North, and about the people who lived in the building. The conversation eventually turned to work. "So what ages do you teach, Lisa?" asked Phil "Secondary school, ages 12 to 18. I am a sports teacher." "Oh, nice. And what do you do Nicole, you never said." "I'm a nurse. I'm in my first year out of nursing collage. I work on the geriatric ward at the moment." "Lots of old men ogling her all the time." said Lisa. "Stop it. They're not that bad." said Nicole. "What about you Phil. What do you do?" "I'm in advertising. I used to work at the firms office in Leeds, doing local accounts, but a campaign I did a few months ago convinced them to offer me the job at the national office here in London." "What was the campaign?" asked Nicole. "You wouldn't have seen it, but it was very popular up North." "What was it?" asked Lisa. "It was for double glazing. It had a busty blonde hanging out of a window. She looked a lot like you actually Lisa." "Oh, thanks. I think." "It was really good. Sales of double glazing doubled in a month." "Have you still got the posters?" asked Nicole. "Sure. Would you like to see them?" "Yeah." said the girls together. "They're in my bedroom, I'll go and fetch them." "That's OK. We'll come with you. If you don't mind." "No. I don't mind. But my room is probably a mess, so I apologize in advance." Phil led the girls to his bedroom, which was indeed a mess. There were coats all over the bed, so many in fact that some had fallen onto the floor. Phil did his best to step over all the coats, and fetched a framed poster out of his wardrobe. "This is it!" he said, proudly showing the girls a picture of a very busty blonde lady leaning out of an open window. "It's almost pornographic." said Lisa. "Maybe, but the company ran a competition to meet the girl. All you had to do to enter was buy some windows. Sales went through the roof. And it was all my idea." "You are a clever boy." Said Lisa "Say Lisa." Said Nicole, "She looks a lot like you." "Stop!" said Lisa, "You're embarrassing me." "No, really, she does look like you. What do you think Phil?" "Well, yes she does a little. But Melissa here has a bigger chest." "Are you sure?" said Nicole, "Lisa does have quite big tits." "But I can't see them very well in that dress she's wearing. Don't get me wrong, I love the dress, it hugs your curves in all the right places, but it's so tight, that your tits have been flattened against you." "Oh," said Lisa, slipping down the straps of her dress, "does this help your judgment?" She pulled down the top half of the dress, revealing a pair of perfectly rounded breasts. They were a golden brown colour, Lisa had either recently been on holiday, or on a sun-bed, reasoned Phil. There was no tan-line. "Yes, it does." Said Phil, "Thank you. But I still think that Melissa's are bigger. Still, Melissa's are fake." "Fake?" said Lisa. "Yes," said Phil, "She had implants. Not silicone ones, but some kind of oil. They are supposed to feel real, but you can still tell the difference." "How?" asked Nicole. "Real ones feel ... different." "Nice, different?" "Yes, I think so." "Do you think mine are fake?" asked Lisa. "I wouldn't be able to tell without feeling them." Replied Phil. "Well, I'm waiting." Who could resist an offer like that. Phil cupped Lisa's left breast in his right hand, then did the same with his other hand on the right breast. He gently gave them a squeeze, then weighted them like melons in a greengrocers. "Definitely real." He pronounced shortly. "Well that's a relief." Said Lisa. Phil continued to size up Lisa's lumps, then announced suddenly, "36C" "Spot on. My, you are good." said Lisa. "Bet you can't guess mine." Said Nicole from behind Phil. As he turned around, Nicole reached up and unclasped the halter neck of her dress, which fell to the floor revealing her sizable assets. "I notice neither of you have a tan-line." Said Phil as he turned his attention to Nicole's newly exposed delights. "We have a sun-bed." Said Nicole. "You should come and try it sometime." "Thanks, I will." Said Phil. He cupped Nicole's breasts as he had done Lisa's. Presently he announced them to be "38D and real." "That's very good." Said Nicole. "Where did you learn such a skill." "Here and there." Said Phil, "but mostly while I was at university." He returned one hand to Lisa's left breast, and left the other on Nicole's right. Phil stood between them, happy as he had ever been. Feeling bold, and gaining confidence from the girls reaction to his attentions, he began to work on their nipples, alternately squeezing, and flicking them. Nicole closed her eyes, and tipped her head back, letting out a sigh. "Hey, Nicole." Said Lisa, spotting the bulge that had formed at the front of Phil's Levi's, "Look at this." Lisa slowly moved her hand to Phil's crotch, and rubbed his erection through the denim. She did her best not to disturb Phil's hand from its enviable task. As he felt her hand on his cock, Phil let out a moan of his own. Outside the party was still raging, but everyone was having too much fun to notice that the host had disappeared. In the bedroom, Lisa was now kneeling in front of Phil. He had both hands now on Nicole's chest, and there lips were locked together in a kiss. Slowly, Lisa unbuttoned Phil's jeans, one button at a time. When they were all open, she pulled them forcefully to his ankles. She then took the waistband of his Calvin Kline's in her mouth, and eased it over his straining cock head. It sprang into view, almost hitting her on the forehead, and she moved quickly to take it between her lips, pulling his shorts the rest of the way down with her hands. This girl was a pro, she circled the head of Phil's cock with her tongue then took in the whole rod until his balls hit her chin. She teased him, pulling it out until her mouth was barely touching his foreskin and wildly stroking the shaft with her hand. Then she sucked harder and faster, her pretty face full of Phil's cock. "She likes sucking your cock. Look at the slut go." Said Nicole. She moved away from Phil, and sat on top of the coats on the bed. She was clad only in her blue high heels, and matching panties. She took off the panties slowly, throwing them at Phil, then leaned back on the bed, fingering her already wet pussy. Phil watched in amazement. This was a hell of a housewarming party. "Hey, Lisa." Said Nicole, "Don't bring him off yet. I don't want to have to wait for him to recover before he fucks me." Lisa took Phil's cock out of her mouth, which he was slightly disappointed at. She was the best cocksucker he had ever met. Still, he wasn't too distressed, since Nicole was motioning for him to go and fuck her. "Come on stud." She said. "Stick that big hard weapon of yours in me." Phil almost leapt onto the bed, his head landing between her thighs. "Not yet." he said, "I need a snack first." He worked over Nicole's cunt with his long tongue. He flicked and sucked at her clit, lapping up her moisture. Nicole grabbed his head with her hands, and moaned loudly. "Ohh," she said, "That feels so good. Lisa, your not gonna believe how good this feels." Phil began to slide two fingers in and out of Nicole, slowly at first, then picking up the pace. Lisa, feeling a little left out, got rid of her dress and panties, and sat herself on Nicole's hungry lips. Phil was enjoying himself immensely, and his cock was harder than it had ever been. He knew it was time to use it. He sat up, and moved his dick towards Nicole's waiting pussy. As it approached Nicole reached down and helped it in. Once it fully inside her, Phil began to thrust at Nicole. Lisa was still sat on Nicole's face, and she looked up at Phil, her eyes glazed. She took his head in her hands and forcefully as he continued to fuck Nicole. All three of them built towards an orgasm, but it was Lisa who came first, letting out a small scream and pushing her pussy down hard on Nicole's head. This was too much for Phil. His strokes became quicker and he lost his rhythm before shooting his load deep into Nicole. This left Nicole as the only one who hadn't cum. As Phil pulled out of Nicole, Lisa fell forward, landing in the classic '69' position with Nicole, and began to eat his creamy white sperm out of her. Lisa sent Nicole into a frenzy, as she lapped at her cunt and rubbed her clit. Nicole was soon having her first orgasm. The two girls enjoyed each other while Phil just sat on the floor and watched. He was exhausted. Even so, the sight of two hot women eating each others pussies while sprawled on top of the coats on Phil's King size bed, soon had him hard again. Lisa noticed almost immediately. "Phil, now your ready again, don't you think it's time you serviced me." "Why, of course." Said Phil. "Anything you say." He moved around the bed to Lisa ass and waited for Nicole to take a rest from her feast. Then he slowly slid his hammer-hard rod into her. This time he was ready for a real marathon effort, and wasted no time, getting into a quick rhythm easily. Lisa moaned at the sensation, but still did her best to keep Nicole happy by licking her clit, and sticking two fingers into her twat. Nicole was in heaven, still recovering from the orgasm Lisa had just given her. To repay Phil for his earlier efforts, she used her tongue on his balls, as his cock slid in and out of Lisa with a fury. Eventually Lisa could stand the pace no longer, and came with such vigor that she covered poor Nicole's face with pussy juice. "Oh Phil," she said, "your wonderful. I always liked Northern blokes. Why don't you stick your cock in my ass. Please!!" She was almost begging him. Phil had never fucked a girls ass before, but then he had never been with two girls at the same time before either. He figured this was a night for firsts, so he took his dick out of Lisa's warm twat, and pushed it at the entrance to her anus. He felt resistance, and it hurt a little. Nicole suggested that he use some of Lisa's cum to lubricate the hole. He did so, and found that he could now force his way in. Nicole turned her attention to Lisa's clit, licking and biting it. Lisa was experiencing too much pleasure to continue her assault on Nicole's hole, the circuits in her brain were fried. Phil found that Lisa's ass was so tight, that his hoped for stamina soon left him. With a groan so loud he was afraid that he was heard next door at the party, he came inside Lisa's ass, then collapsed on top of her. As he did, Lisa had yet another orgasm, the most vocal so far. Worried that someone might of heard them, the three quickly got dressed. Nicole's face was covered in Lisa's cum, so she had to use Phil's on-suite bathroom to clean up. They all returned to the party, and were surprised that no-one had even noticed they had gone. They agreed that they should meet up the next day, Lisa would cook Sunday lunch for them at their place, and Phil could try out the sun-bed. Phil never strayed too far from the girls for the rest of the night, and managed to get in smoochy dance with both of them. He was disappointed when they both went back to their own flat when the party ended in the early hours of Sunday morning. As people left there were one or two comments about a smell on their coats, but no-one could place it, or guess where it had come from. Phil went to bed that night a very happy man. If every party turned out like this one, he was going to enjoy living in London. <-------------------------------------------------------------------> **Copyright Notice This work is Copyright 1998 Mark G. Everitt. You may keep a copy in a personal archive, electronic or otherwise, as long as it is for personal use only (Personal being you and friends/family/partner, but not the general public). Feel free to repost in the newsgroup you found it or any other appropriate newsgroup, but I would appreciate an e-mail telling me you have reposted :-> This story should not, under any circumstances be used to make a profit by anyone other than the author and copyright holder. This story may or may not be based on actual events, real or otherwise. The names of the people and places involved may or may not have been changed to protect the innocent and/or guilty. It may or may not be based on material that the author has or has not read, seen, or otherwise experienced, in the past, present and/or future. Any similarity between actual people and/or places, real or otherwise, is probably coincidental, but on the other hand.... ---------------------------------------------------- Well I can't say I'm completely surprised, You'll bonk anything won't you lister. 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