Introduction:
Cindy is the centerpiece for an experience like non she's had before , Cindy lay beside me in the bed, tears in her eyes. That look always kills me and I tried to make things right for her. “Don't worry Cindy, I'll talk to my sister, and Peter. I'll tell them it's off, you're not doing it. They really like you. I'm sure they'll change plans. You remember, Nikki even said she could always be the centerpiece. She doesn't mind.”
“No it's not that, well yes kinda, but, I'm so mad at myself. I was so sure I could deepthroat him. Positive. I failed.”
“No sin not to be able to swallow a baseball bat. You heard him, no one comes close. It's ok.”
“But I agreed to the bet. I won't run from it. I'm doing it. What, a few hours lying around. I might get fucked a few times. You go find some hot babe there and get laid. Please do.”
“Sorry, but if you go through with this I'll be in sight keeping an eye on things so you're safe. Just in case. And no matter how many guys have a turn, I'm going last. The last man you fuck tomorrow is me. Then it's you and me together. Forever. Just an adventure. You can get by.”
“I wonder how many will be there. It was supposed to just be another couple of pairs. Now it sounds like he'd contacted others so they can meet me. There might be TV or ad people there. Talk about sampling the merchandise.”
“They go to crazy parties all the time out here. These guys have laid so many would be actresses they won't hold it against you. Too bad you don't have business cards to hand them as they finish screwing you.”
“Hey, be nice.”
“Are you thinking that you'd consider trying to get into some level of show business?”
“Do you trust Peter? And your sister? They think I could have a career. Maybe make good money. We could have a nice house out here and a new car. And that's even if I get regular work. All for participating in a crazy party.”
“You have to admit there's a chance it wouldn't work. You do have something about you, but it still could be for nothing.”
“If it doesn't work we still have family to go back to. And they won't know about any of this.”
“Like you won't tell Sandy.”
“Well maybe, ok”
We fell asleep soon after. Peter had suggested a long night's sleep. As we would be up late Saturday. He kept insisting this would be the greatest of his Bacchanalias. We slept, or at least stayed in bed until noon. I showered, but Nikki said she was running a bath for Cindy. She was going to help her prepare with the right soaps and oils and lotions, to be her most radiant.
Later in the afternoon a man came to fix her hair. Piling it up on her head, stringing pearls and such through her hair. She certainly looked a goddess when done. I saw Cindy later in the afternoon she was wearing the costume for the early part of the evening. While mingling and eating from a buffet around the pool the guests would wear light linens, resembling togas I suppose, wrapped over and around. There was to be nothing underneath. Peter caught my attention.
“Tim, are you ok? The risk with a new sacrifice isn't always the sacrifice herself but her partner. One of the things I need to do for everyone's safety is make sure Cindy is not harmed and that you don't harm anyone. Will you be ok? Are you sure you both are ok?”
“Cindy is determined. At that point my goal is the same as yours.”
“I have one other goal. To entertain. I need to create a show for people who are in show business. Part of that is telling stories. Please go along. Sometimes I make it up as I go. I may say Cindy is daughter of royalty, or some other tall tale. Or maybe something more base. Whatever I think will entice the crowd. There will be a couple of high level executives, real movers and shakers.
One idea I have might actually lessen the line. Maybe. And no, I won't say she has an STD. I also have plans for you as an intermission entertainment, if you and your sister agree. What's more taboo than incest? Imagine the excitement if I present an actual first time coupling by brother and sister? I will speak to Nikki if you approve.”
“Well fuck, you really are going to put on an epic entertainment. If Nikki's up for it tell her to see me so we can be sure.”
“Excellent, excellent. Now let me go check on the caterers.”
It was after 5 but set-up was still ongoing. Guests would arrive for cocktails by the pool around 7. Peter had told me that Cindy would be with me from 7 until about 8. That was good. I could get a last feel for her mood. I grabbed a drink, I'd have a couple now to relax, then nothing later so I could be alert for the goddess of sex, or whatever Peter was calling her. I found Nikki. “So you're up for a little brother loving? Did Peter talk you into it.”
“Actually it was kind of my idea. He was brainstorming ideas this morning, looking for something else to make this one of a kind. I just said, what do you want, me to fuck my brother? We looked at each other and the light bulb went on over his head. He asked if I thought you'd really do it. I thought about your escapades with Cindy's brother and sister and figured you weren't exactly anti-incest. As long as I'm not too old for you.”
“We've already gotten close this trip, why not all the way, literally. I really do appreciate how you've taken to Cindy. We're happy together, but you guys have lifted her from small town NJ hottie, to feeling like she's world class. Will this go OK tonight?”
“I can promise I won't let anything bad happen. But let me tell you, it'll be less predictable. Last time we had way more than the usual 4-5 couples was when word got out that Peter's own woman was taking the center table. Guys lined up, they couldn't believe Peter was going to let them come into his house and fuck his partner. Some guys just want to blow a load on the girl. Some are happy to get a blowjob. Some feel up the tits. But there are guys who will fuck anyone. It's been awhile since a girl offered anal. That got crazy. Cindy's just doing straight in, right?”
“Yeah, we've tried it. It's not her favorite.”
“OK so here it is. At seven Cindy comes out in one of these gowns. She'll mingle with you and the guests. Technically at that point no one's supposed to know who the sacrifice to the Gods is. Then at 8 the candidate women go in the back. They'll get Cindy ready, then prepare themselves to serve her. I normally would help but I want to be out here as much as possible. Probably with you. Every so often, I'll control the timing, the servers with bring Cindy in back, let her clean up, get a drink, rest. Probably 15 minutes. If you want to help her out take longer fucking me. “
“And no one's giving her anything right? No drugs to calm her or whatever. Because we don't do any of that shit. No coke, nothing.”
“No, no. There's lots of that stuff everywhere out here. But I'm clean. Peter is all into his body. But just to be sure no one does her a so called favor I'll mention it to Angel. She's clean too and I trust her. Although at some point she will no doubt lick a load of cum out of Cindy. For some reason she loves it.”
“OK, good. Thanks. Well it's almost party time.” Cindy joined me and we said hello to people. Nikki and Peter introduced us around pointing out certain more famous people. And also some important behind the scenes executives. I asked Cindy if she was nervous. It was getting near 8.
“How many couples do you think are here? More than 15?”
“12 – 15. Peter says, not all will participate, some just come for the show. Also as part of the show go along with whatever bullshit he says to entertain the crowd. Fuck knows what the entertainer may say. He says he may help discourage some.”
“That would help.”
Then from the house where people changed before joining the party came Angel and her nephew. “Oh fuck.”
“What Tim?”
“It IS him. Greg from the plane.”
“Shit. Maybe he won't recognize us.”
“Maybe.”
Nikki immediately went to Angel since she was a “potential candidate.” She brought Angel to meet us. Her nephew followed, busy checking out the mostly older to him women. Then he noticed us.
“Oh hey, you guys are here? Well, well.”
Cindy went over to Greg. “Can I apologize to you? We were assholes on the plane.”
“No problem. What was your name? Candy or something?
“Cindy.”
“Oh yeah, him I remember. Tim.” I sighed and went to make nice. But he blew me off. Turning to walk away he said to Cindy, “Maybe you'll be the sacrifice. Better than these old ladies.” With a laugh he turned to me – “All night.”
“Shit”.
At 8 the candidates and the eventual servers left the entertainment room. This let the anticipation build and lets the movers and shakers talk some business. But most were wondering what Peter had planned. He stood with a couple in a corner and called me over. “This is Tim, his wife is who I was telling you about. The young lady even that prick Felipe praised to the gods. I think she's got IT.
She needs to be on TV, print ads, maybe more.”
“Where is this goddess? I'd like to meet her,” A 40ish advertising exec asked Peter.
“You will soon enough.”
By now a 3 piece band was playing some light background music. Everyone had had enough to eat. Drinks had been passed out. It was show time. Peter tapped his glass. The band stopped playing. Peter stepped up on a small platform.
“Ladies and gentlemen welcome. A couple of announcements and rules for newcomers or those who may have forgotten. In just a few minutes the lights will dim outside and all attention will be here in the entertainment room. The Bacchanalia will begin. There is wine, there will be the fruits of the earth on the center altar. And at the middle of the altar will be our sacrifice to Bacchus and all the gods.
For your pleasure will be a lovely woman to entertain you in every way. Now the rules. Respect. The woman is there for your entertainment, but she is the partner of one of us. Do not be rough. Respect the gods and the Bacchanalia. The centerpiece of our celebration and her servers have control. If the sacrifice lounges on her back, then the anal position is not for her. Ask permission for her favors. She will most certainly agree. Now over on the wine table is a dispenser that will give you a number. That is the order for your turn. Take a second number only if everyone else has gone and you personally will be able to perform your duties. For the first set, if you choose not to use your number, you may share it, trade it, negotiate with it. We're all businessmen after all. One last thing, we will have some additional entertainments while the sacrifice and her servers rest. Now everyone, remove your excess garments. You may retain one length of linen for your comfort. I will make a further announcement after the sacrifice to Bacchus is announced. 5 minutes.”
Most of the men gathered around the number dispenser. It seemed everyone would get a number, then decisions would be made after the announcement. Next to the wine table was a basket to
collect the excess coverings. I looked around. There was a lot of middle aged flesh on display. Fuck it, I draped the linen over my shoulders. Let them see my cock. Most of the men attempted
to create some covering. Except the better hung of course. The women needed to decide if they wanted to cover both tits and leave their pussy on display or cover one tit and their pussy. Decisions decisions. Then a fanfare from the band, the curtains were drawn and Peter announced the beginning of Bacchanalia.
“We have a lovely group of servers to help our sacrificial candidate. First Phoebe, now Angel” The women walked out to cheers. Phoebe did have large fake breasts and could have loaned
some to Angel who had virtually none.
“Remember, the servers, plus my Nikki are in charge. Listen to them always.” And now the honored guest of this Bacchanalia, joining us from the east coast. This is her first visit to California, but I predict you'll all know her someday. The lovely beautiful Cindy!”
Phoebe, Angel and Nikki now rolled out a large table and locked it in place. There were fruits and berries and melons along the sides and reclining in the middle was Cindy.
“Cindy please rise so every one can see you.” Cindy stood and managed one of her beautiful smiles. She saw me and waved. “And now ladies if you'll do the honors.”
The servers held the end of a long piece of linen. They began circling the table revealing more and more. When they were done she stood before all of us completely nude. A collective gasp went up from the crowd. The men murmured to each other. No middle aged woman on the menu tonight. Where had Peter found this delicious morsel? If anyone hadn't gotten a number they went to the wine table now. By my count there were about 14 men here.
“Cindy, please take your desired position.” As I suspected she reclined on her back against a wall of pillows.
“Gentlemen I promised you a memorable Bacchanalia. I hope no one is disappointed?”, he asked with a dramatically raised eyebrow.
“Noooo!”
“To make this truly one of a kind, the gods have blessed us with a once in a lifetime opportunity. Ladies, cover your ears. Men, not only is Cindy sexy and sweet and talented, she is also UNprotected. Yes, the Bacchanalia of all Bacchanalias gives you the chance to place your seed in competition with the others to make a new god. Come, couple with a Goddess. Become one with the ages!
Let the party begin. Cindy looked over at me questioningly. I shrugged. Nikki sidled up to me. “Well Peter's done it. These bastards don't know whether to shit or go home. Look at the wives. It's madness. Peter's amazing. There will still be some who don't care, or assume Peter's making it up, so she's not completely off the hook. Men began gathering around the table. One older man fed grapes to Cindy, then asked for a kiss. She obliged. Another gray haired man was content to just test for himself if her boobs are real. She made him feel better by moaning softly and thanking him.
Then I saw the line forming. 6 maybe 7? The first man offered his place of honor to Peter as host and representative of Bacchus. Peter approached the end of the table waving his fat cock. The crowd gathered in interest. I thought he was going to do it. But then he said, “I will pass. I wouldn't want to stretch the poor girl before you've had a chance. The crowd laughed at what is probably a predictable joke. I wondered if Cindy had any regrets on that one. The ad exec I spoke to earlier then stepped up showing a normal but solid erection. He coaxed Cindy down towards him then asked,
“Lady, may I?”
Cindy paused a moment, then quietly said, “Please do, a gift to the gods.” The ad man leaned in towards Cindy and pressed his cock against her pussy, with a thrust he was in. He began quick vigorous thrusts. No one was making love here. He called out, “Being first. Like winning the lottery. So tight.” He reached up and sampled Cindy's tits, pinching her nipples, but not too hard. Then grabbing her hips he increased his pace. Faster and faster. Finally yelling, “NOW!” and giving Cindy her first load of the night. When finished he pulled out left her dripping pussy and turned to the next guys.
“Wow. That is some fuck right there. Who cares if she has my kid.”
Well that guy's a dick. But time to keep an eye on the rest. I saw that next was Greg. Here we go. He actually looked a bit nervous. The kid had a nice boner, but seemed a little shy to perform for the crowd. He cautiously stepped up, asked permission and received it. I wondered if he was a virgin. Cindy would be quite the first time. He seemed mesmerized by her body. Cindy whispered, “Go head”. But he froze. Then he walked to the top of the table and asked for a blowjob. Cindy scooted to the edge of the table and took his cock in hand. She then licked his cock and started sucking on it. From the bottom of the table the next man asked permission. Cindy nodded yes without stopping her sucking of Greg. The next guy had no nervousness. He climbed right up and began pounding Cindy's pussy. She never missed a beat with Greg. Stroking and sucking for a few seconds more. Greg came in her mouth. Cindy swallowed it all then thanked him for the Gods. He said he might try again later. She said “OK”, then turned her attention to the man currently plowing her. He came with a grunt and was quickly replaced. Two more went before the first interlude was called. Before they rolled Cindy off, Peter announced the first special event.
“As only the servers can do, they take care of all the sacrifice's needs. Now our server Angel will demonstrate one way to help freshen up our goddess.” April then got between Cindy's legs and started licking the cum of the first few men from Cindy's pussy. I could see Cindy appreciated the gentle licking after the past pounding. When she had finished they rolled Cindy's platform from the room.
“Gentlemen, Peter announced. Are we having fun? Still plenty of time for those who haven't had a chance. Our sacrifice to the gods will return shortly. Who knows, your little swimmers may win the race. And now please enjoy the music.
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