You may recall our friend Zena from “[Hosting our first sex party](http://seattle255.tumblr.com/post/129165396939/hosting-our-first-sex-party);” she was recently perusing our Tumblr and wrote, “I WANT MY BOOBS ON YOUR TUMBLR WTF I THOUGHT WE WERE FRIENDS.” Totally fair and we have been negligent. As of last night’s sex party, consider that tragic situation rectified.
Another fun moment from that party: James, [from this group sex story](http://seattle255.tumblr.com/post/147732845099/whatever-happened-to-saturday-night), and I sandwiched this girl and started kissing both sides of her neck. Girls LOVE this and not surprisingly soon our hands followed. She closed her eyes and rolled with the pleasure. We had lots of foreplay, kissing, and so forth, and then I slowly, slowly, slowly unzipped the back of her dress. Before actually slipping it off, James and I slipped our hands in and began touching her nipples and ass. She loves it and keeps grinding against me.
The dress comes off and I slip a hand in her panties and go exploring. The excitement with a new girl is always a real pleasure in part because every girl is a little different and different things make different girls tick. I spend some time exploring the terrain and think that, based on her reactions, I’ve got a decent idea of what makes this one tick. That James is making out with her simultaneously is no doubt helping: Few girls are used to the incredible stimulation and sensation that comes from multiple partners working in sync with each other. It also helps that James and I are good at working together and are aware that it is often good to give before one receives.
So this girl is wildly enjoying herself, at least based on her moaning and body motion, and I wonder if she’s a quick-release person. I try some things to see if that is the case, and while she seems to get close she doesn’t seem to quite get there.
I slide down her body a little so I can put fingers from my left hand inside her. We’ve been doing good work because she is very excited by this. I begin working with both hands from either side of her.
This is going well, but time passes. The initial excitement begins to wear off, even after the first time she seems to come. Given my position it is hard to tell if she’s really coming or just coming close. So I keep going because I don’t know, and I’m still exploring what she likes.
More time passes. By this point I’m exhausted, my hands hurt, and I’m contorted into a weird, wildly uncomfortable position. That mammoth erection from her grinding her ass against me and me teaching her breasts is long gone. It’s straight up marathon time.
We are near the beverage table. People have been coming and going this whole time. Someone manages to spill a large quantity of cold drink, and my bare feet are on the floor. But I of course am not going to stop. Not when she might be so close to the biggest event. The cold spilled drink pools underneath my feet. There are people around me asking for towels and attempting to clean up. Someone sops a little around the sides of my feet.
I get that the person is attempting to be courteous but after so much effort and cramped hands and difficult angles and rising to the challenge I am not going to let cold wet feet stop me. Oh no. I keep going. My feet are getting clammy but the spell has not been broken and the girl is naked except for her boots, so she doesn’t notice the spill.
Eventually we get to what seems like the major climax, and she bucks backwards into me, almost knocking me over, and forward into James, who grabs her arms to hold her upright.
I withdraw. Victory. No one broke the spell.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5ct4iv/damp_foot_mfm