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Arms entwined, Alan and Akami walked the short distance to the dining  room. Akami felt closely bonded with Alan after his electric kissing,  fondling, and emotional honesty. She clung to him closely.

When they entered the room Katherine grudgingly mumbled,  "Finally!" But other than that, everyone remained rooted in their  chairs, all conspicuously silent. They appeared to be absorbed by an  on-going card game; presumably they were warming up with some rounds of  non-strip poker while they waited for Alan.

Alan remained standing and looked over the scene while Akami  went to her chair on the other side of the table. The first thing that  struck him was that all of the women seated around the table were  wearing fancy dresses.

Everyone looked unbelievably good dressed to the nines.  Remarkably by Plummer house standards, there wasn't an exposed breast to  be seen, even though there were acres of cleavage, exposed shoulders,  bare backs, and the like on prominent and elegant display. It almost  looked like a dinner party at one of the area's most expensive  restaurants, except for the fact that Susan's gown was semi-transparent.

Alan was momentarily distracted from admiring the most  awesome sight of collective female beauty he'd ever seen when Akami let  out a very loud "Ahhh!" as she sat down in her chair. She had a smirk on  her face as if she was in on some secret.

That led to uproarious laughter from everyone else, but Alan  didn't even grin because he didn't see what was so funny. Instead, he  said with a semi-serious, semi-exaggerated pout, "So, this is the  greeting I get?"

Amy wiggled her body ostentatiously in her chair, then said  to him, "I'd like to get up, O.B., but actually I think I'd rather not."

This led to yet more laughter from all the women, causing  Alan to become even more confused. He figured there was some kind of  inside joke going on that he wasn't privy to, which wouldn't be  surprising since most of them had been sitting around talking while he  was up in his room.

Instead of worrying about that, he did a quick head count.  Going around the table from the right side of the empty chair saved for  him at the head of the table, he saw Akami, Suzanne, Xania, Katherine,  Kim, Susan, and finally Amy on the other side of his empty chair. He  made a gentlemanly nod at Xania and then at Kim, since he hadn't  welcomed them yet.

But noticing that someone he'd expected to see was missing, he asked, "Where's Brenda?"

Xania ostentatiously rolled her eyes and exclaimed in mock  disgust, "Is that all you think about, big boobs? Well, come over here  and give me a kiss, unless you're unhappy to see me." Her green dress  managed to keep her tits thrust up firm and high. She ran a hand down  into her deep cleavage, visually inviting him to explore the same  depths.

Alan walked over to Xania's chair. He'd expected her to stand  so they could kiss and maybe neck a little bit, but she seemed  determined to remain seated in her chair. He thought, Strange. And I  noticed she neatly avoided the question about Brenda. Everyone seems  rather untalkative, too. I was expecting a big gab-fest. There's  definitely a strange vibe going on here. Maybe they're just trying to  downplay my arrival so as to lower expectations? In any case, I've  learned that when in doubt, playing along is usually the safest way to  go. He bent down and kissed her.

Immediately, Xania's tongue worked its way into his mouth.  While her tongue wasn't a great deal longer than normal if measured in  inches, and was hardly longer than Suzanne's similarly remarkable  tongue, every extra millimeter of tongue made a big difference in  practical terms. A longer tongue could just do so much more, and Xania  had honed her oral skills to an art form.

He felt as if a cobra snake had been let loose in his mouth,  the way her tongue went exploring into depths of his mouth that other  women couldn't reach. It was very arousing. He idly wondered, Who knows, maybe Xania could actually deep throat ME just with her remarkable tongue!

As the kiss progressed, he heard Susan say with serious  concern in her voice, "Tiger, you're ignoring her big breasts. They need  you."

Alan felt like laughing because he knew that as far as Susan  was concerned, his ignoring of Xania's cleavage invitation was a  seriously troubling event. Susan got such pleasure when her  ultra-sensitive boobs were fondled that she assumed other women did too,  when that wasn't always necessarily the case.

With his confidence and lust surging, he reached down and  pulled the top of Xania's strapless gown down until her breasts burst  into the open. Then he played with her fulsome orbs, spending most of  his time fondling and pulling on Xania's hard nipples. As he did this,  he kept his eyes on Susan and watched with amusement as the worry lines  disappeared from her face.

Xania's arms flapped around uselessly, even though she was a  tall and muscular woman who could have easily pushed him away if she  really wanted to. She did push at him some, but feebly at best. However,  when they broke the kiss to gasp for air, she exclaimed, "No! I just  asked for a kiss. I didn't want you to do THAT!" She nodded down to his  hands roaming over her bare chest.

But Susan implored him, "Don't listen to her! Xania, you know  the house rules: this is TIGER'S house, and the moment you step inside,  you're fair game! He can fuck you across the table right now if he  wants!"

Xania whimpered helplessly at that, but didn't say anything  since Alan was kissing her on the mouth again. In truth, she loved the  shame of public exposure, and she was beyond horny.

Soon Xania's chest was heaving up and down. Her tits bounced  around so much that Alan could barely keep a firm hold of them. That  only seemed to further arouse them both, not to mention the other women  sitting around the table.

Xania was so sexually experienced that unfortunately there  wasn't much that shocked her anymore. But being blatantly fondled by a  boy while being watched intently by this group of outstanding women felt  like a completely new experience. She loved exhibitionism and public  sex, so just a little bit of his fondling had gotten her as hot as a  firecracker.

However, Alan was still somewhat worried about the high  expectations being put on him. All those hungry eyes on him seemed to  raise the stakes even more and actually chilled his ardor. He ended  their kiss and pulled his hands away.

Xania, though, was so hot by now that she felt like she was  just getting warmed up, and the rest of the group be damned. She grabbed  his crotch as his body moved away and felt that he was only half-erect.  She appeared surprised that, after all that action, he still wasn't  fully aroused. Since she'd just come into town, she wasn't fully aware  of his exhaustion or self-confidence issues.

She turned to Suzanne sitting next to her and whispered something into her ear.

Then she said to Alan towering over her, "It's no fair. If  you're going to humiliate me with a greeting like that, then you need to  do it to your other guests."

All eyes suddenly went to Kim, since Alan had thoroughly "greeted" Akami near the front door.

Kim was still staring at Xania's chest, because Alan's  fondling had caused the top of Xania's strapless gown to droop far down  and Xania had been deliberately slow to pull it back up.

Xania did at least pull her gown up enough to cover her  nipples - mostly - but this was just so she could be a bigger tease. She  immediately sat forward in her chair and subtly used her arms on either  side of her breasts to push them further forward. Her dark green gown  managed to cling precariously to the bottom of her chest only because  her nipples were so erect.

She casually looked away as if nothing was amiss, secretly  delighting in giving the others such a great view of her bosomy charms.  She was acutely aware that Kim was gazing at her intently, and she was  doing all she could to keep the girl's attention.

But Kim didn't realize that Xania was just being playful.  Instead, the young cheerleader felt as if she'd been caught in the act  of shameless gawking by everyone in the room. This made her very  self-conscious. In fact, she dropped her eyes and blushed.

As the only self-proclaimed lesbian at the table, Kim was in  seventh heaven just being in the room. Admittedly, she loved cocksucking  far too much for a supposed lesbian, but right now, the beauty of the  female body was all she could think about. She knew Amy and Katherine  very well from school, of course, but ever since she met Susan, Suzanne,  and Xania earlier in the evening, she couldn't get over how massive and  perfectly formed their breasts were. Big breasts were one of Kim's  biggest sexual fetishes and a major reason why she still considered  herself more lesbian than straight. She'd been as quiet as a mouse  sitting at the table, because she felt totally overwhelmed.

So when Alan got around the table to kiss her, she was like  putty in his hands just because she was so "out of it" already. Like the  others, she also didn't get up from her chair. He didn't find this too  surprising, however. He doubted she was even capable of standing up  right now, given the state of awe that she was in. So he got down on one  knee and kissed her on the lips.

Her mouth suddenly sprang to life even while the rest of her  body remained as limp as a rag doll. She kissed back with a great  intensity, causing Alan to enjoy her kiss even more than Xania's despite  all of Xania's greater experience and long-tongued acrobatics. Kim was  on fire and Alan was the recipient of all her energy, just as if she was  targeting him with a torrent of napalm pouring through a flame thrower.

Alan could easily relate because only a few minutes before he  had been in a similar situation where Akami was the lucky recipient of  the surge in his energy and emotion brought on by a renewed appreciation  for Susan's unconditional love and acceptance of him.

As he continued to kiss Kim (and fondle her a bit), he could  feel her whole body wiggling about. Then he felt her stiffen up and  suddenly go even more limp than she had been before.

He pulled away and joked, "Come on. I'm not that good a kisser!"

The others laughed because it was obvious to everyone that  Kim had just experienced a great orgasm which didn't have much to do  with the kiss; that was just the icing on the cake for the highly  aroused girl. She gazed off into the distance with a happy but  glassy-eyed stare. However, her eyes slowly drifted back to where they'd  been most of the evening - alternating between Susan's incredible face  and her heavy rack.

He realized that Kim had hardly said a single word since he'd  arrived. Seeing that she wasn't in the mood for conversation, he made  his way over to the only open chair left available. His greeting duties  were done.

As he sat down, several women laughed out loud. That finally  created more curiosity than he could stand. He couldn't help but ask,  "What's so funny?"

Suzanne replied with a knowing smirk, "Let's just say that  you don't want to make the mistake of sitting in any of the other  chairs."

This got more laughs from the others, including the very  distracted Kim, but it completely failed to answer his question, leaving  him mystified. However, everyone seemed so jovial about whatever it was  that he decided not to push it.

Since Kim was his friend and obviously new to all of this, he  whispered in her ear, "How are you doing? Are you feeling overwhelmed?  Is everything okay?"

She whispered back, "It's cool. I AM overwhelmed, but in the best possible way! This is awesome!"

He smiled at that. That's cool that she's having such a  good time. Plus, she's right: I'm overwhelmed too, but it is in the best  possible way. So what if I don't end up rocking everybody world? I'm  sure we're already going to have a great time, and that's the main  thing. I can feel it already.

Suzanne was clearly moving into her take-charge mode. She was  the natural leader of events like this, and even Alan deferred to her  in such situations. Somehow, as if by force of her strong will and  charisma, she got everyone to quiet down and direct all eyes to her.

Then she said, "Okay. Finally! We're all here, except of  course for Brenda, who will be joining us later, as almost everyone here  already knows. I swear, the greeting rituals at this house are so  prolonged that it's a wonder if we'll ever be able to start the poke-her  game at all. But before we do start, I'm obliged to make the final  introductions."

She quickly introduced the guests to those who didn't know them already and gave brief descriptions of what they did.

Kim, however, hardly even looked at Akami. Even though the  nurse had an arrestingly pretty face and a very intense stare, Kim had  determined that Akami had the second smallest rack in the room, after  only her own. Hypocritically, even though Kim didn't want to be ignored  despite her relatively small breasts, tonight she only had eyes for  women with bigger bust lines. Her vision lingered on Xania and then  slowly drifted back to Susan's chest once the introductions were over.  It was as if there was a magnetic pull there that she was incapable of  resisting.

The others could sympathize with Kim's overwhelmed senses.  They pretended not to notice her blatant stares and often preened a bit  when they were the object of her attention.

Suzanne, still sitting, said, "Now that that's out of the  way, let me formally introduce everyone to the sixth weekly Plummer  house poke-her party."

Kim was even more overwhelmed to hear that. The SIXTH?!  Wow! This happens every week?! That just officially blew my mind. While  the rest of the world goes on in its usual way every Wednesday night,  with people eating dinner and watching TV, THIS goes on here!

Suzanne continued, "Before I get started, I should point out  that reliable reports from various unnamed sources indicate that our big  Sweetie is only half-erect right now." She winked at Alan.

Amy was sitting on one side of Alan and Akami was on the  other. Amy reached into Alan's lap, felt for his erection, and pulled  her hand away. Then she said, "Three-quarters mast, ma'am!" and gave her  mother a mock salute.

Suzanne said, "That's better, but still. Our man isn't not  really in the mood yet, and he's certainly not chomping at the bit like  we all thought he would be, so there's going to be a small change of  plans. We're going to go slower than what we'd planned before. And,  perhaps, some of the things we had planned for later might have to wait  for another day."

The last comment led to great groans of protest from almost  everyone, again making Alan feel like he was the only one left out of  the loop.

"But Sweetie," Suzanne continued, raising a hand to call for  silence once more, "I just want to emphasize what the others said in the  front entrance. Sure, there's going to be some sex tonight. We're not  going to let you off completely!"

She gave him a saucy wink. "However, there's no pressure.  Every woman here is bisexual to some degree and we're all going to have  wonderful climaxes with each other even if you don't touch anyone at  all. We understand you're tired. Whatever you do is just a bonus, so  there's no pressure. We all love you. Capiche?"

Amy eagerly raised her hand as if she was in class, and  waited until Suzanne called on her until she spoke. She said  emphatically, "I just want to emphasize that last thing."

""Capiche?" Katherine joked.

Amy giggled, but said, "No, silly, right before that. That we  all love you. Alan, you're just the bestest boyfriend ever! I know from  what my mom was telling me just before you came in that you're feeling a  little intimidated. Seven or eight women all at once is a super big  number for any guy, I'm sure, especially after all the scary stuff that  happened to you at school today. But I predict you're going to amaze us  all again. I'm getting all wet just thinking about how well you're going  to fuck us tonight. Not everyone, m'kay, I know that, but whoever you  choose to fuck is going to be soooo lucky! Super duper amazingly  lucky..."

Her words drifted off as her eyes went glassy even while she  continued to stare right in his direction. Her hands dropped down into  her lap and she seemed to be wriggling around in her chair in every  direction.

Susan suddenly exclaimed, "I second that! GOD, is that woman  going to be lucky! Damn! Just think: Tiger's spear, diving deep, deep  down her throat. My throat, if I'm one of the lucky ones. Or deep in my  naughty box. Son cock! Plunging! So deep! Sweet cum! Mommy needs that  son cock! Fuck me hard! Fuck your mommy good!"

She too had her hands in her lap and seemed to be trying to  win a wiggle contest between her and Amy. It looked like she was trying  to wiggle right off her chair.

He looked around, and to his astonishment, saw every woman  bouncing around and seemingly playing with themselves (except for Kim,  who was still recovering from her recent great climax and was merely  staring back and forth at all the most busty women in the room as they  squirmed around in their seats). Susan's incestuous "son cock" talk  obviously got a big response out of the others too.

It got to him too, causing his dick to finally get fully erect. Geez! Am I really that inspirational? Even Akami's totally lost in some lusty never-never land.

He said out loud, a bit chagrined, "It seems like you all  like the idea of having sex with me so much that I don't actually need  to be here in person."

But what was most odd was that all the women remained fully  dressed. There wasn't a single exposed nipple anywhere to be seen, ever  since Xania had put her top back on (mostly), assuming one didn't count  those nipples that were fairly visible through the semi-transparent  gowns. He figured that the women had made a secret pact that the only  exposure that night would be that allowed by the wins and losses of the  card game.