NEW YORK PARTY GIRL
by Regis



I’ve got no idea how I got myself into what turned out to be this crazy, extraordinary, exciting lifestyle, but hey, I’ve got to tell you things weren’t always like this for me. The truth is, I’m quite a good girl, really. Everybody tells me that. I’m not a call girl, a prostitute or anything, like its important you know that the truth is I only fuck friends.

Also, I only get my rocks off at parties, where everyone’s doing it, and everyone sees everything you do, like nothing ever happens in private, in a dark hotel room, you know, the way prostitutes do it. Like if you’re fucking or even just being fucked at a great party, and everyone there is into it, then its just a lot of fun, there’s nothing unusual or dirty or anything like that about it.

I expect becoming a party girl, for me, had something to do with how much fun I had as a college cheerleader riding some amazing football player studs’ big stiff cocks after the game in the shower room, with everybody there, and a couple of other open-minded cheerleaders too, giving the boys a chance to exercise their big dicks.

I think it also had something to do with the constant high, even hypersensitiveness of my clit, and the way all the guys loved to plunge their raging erections into me. I loved to party with sexy guys so much that everybody said I was just like some kind of cock-magnate.

I was always getting drilled front and back, sometimes both at the same time, or someone would drive his big dick down my throat, and I loved it. If you want to have a strange thrill you want to let a guy stick his dick right down your throat and then taking a long piss straight into your stomach.

Like you don’t taste it or anything, you just feel the warm piss streaming down your gullet and splashing inside your stomach. Only you and the guy know he’s done it, and he doesn’t have to leave the action to go to the bathroom, he just relieves himself inside you in private yet we’re both still in full view. Is that cool or what?

Like if they stay in too long, and start to choke me, which some of the guys like to do, then when they finally pull out I have to puke, and up comes their piss, so then I tasted it, but I think that’s just part of the risk of having that kind of a good time, don’t you think?

Of course maybe my becoming a party girl has something to do with the wild crowd I run with now, people for who fucking is everything, like it is for me. Like guys jacking off using your cunt, rectum or throat instead of their fist is such a rush. I love to watch guys who are spurting their semen, either inside me or on me, it doesn’t matter where. Maybe that’s it. Hey, who the fuck knows?

Life is all about hooking up. Right? I mean if whatever you do is not a sex thrill, what’s the point? All my friends know I am pretty much a party girl, especially the guys who are my friends, guys who need to party all the time except when they’re at work, being at home with their constant hard-ons, drilling me and doing sexy things to me and the other girls at every opportunity.

But I’ve got to say I still believe I’m really a good girl, because actually everyone in our crowd does it, like we fuck like mink, and we always do it together, we never sneak off to fuck in private with the lights out and shit, like some kind of low-life prostitute or anything. I think I already said that.

I never ever did do real drugs, since a girl can easily get herself seriously hooked on the hard stuff, and that’s a sure road to prostitution. I never got into anything addictive. I just did grass and maybe sometimes I had a chance to sniff the occasional row of snow. Ya, coke. Don’t pretend you don’t know. That’s what people do.

Its not that bad, you know, once you get some good shit into your system. Like it’s not like getting addicted or anything, because even though we use it all the time, like our boyfriends seem to have an endless supply, what can I say, everybody does it, right? I know all the guys find me a lot sexier cunt when I’m high.

Good cocaine has definite advantages, because for me it works quickly, and it makes it easier for me to take some of the kinky shit the guys who are my friends are into. Like we have rules, specially for us girls, so we’ve got to do what they want, and let them do anything they want to us, no matter what, if we want to stay good friends with them, or whatever. It’s the price of being a party girl.

We’re always doing unbelievable sex, like anything the guys want. And just for fun, they always like to do weird things to a girl’s sex organ, like to mess with our vagina, or give us some kind of a tail by poking one attached to a post up our bum, stupid shit like that.

The guys tell us a girl looks a lot sexier when she crawls with a tail sticking out of her butt, wagging as she moves and shit. You have to understand its just guys being guys. They like their cunts (that’s their pet name for us) to look sort of like animals, because I guess they really like to fuck us like animals. I think being fucked like an animal is really cool. I think of myself as a beast of passion.

Right after I graduated with a bachelor degree in philosophy, like I thought I’d never find a job, like who wants to hire a philosopher, but I got lucky when I finally found my niche. I got hired to do this amazing job as an Esthetician. That’s a hoity-toity name for us cunts who do makeup. I was always good at doing my own makeup; so it was a natural fit to do makeup for brides and society women, you know, rich bitches.

The job was at this terrific beauty salon on 5th Avenue in Manhattan. I had a great boss, like it was a place where most of the girls were just fresh out of high school, because the rich bitches like to have kids doing their faces and hair, girls who know what they’re doing.

I finally figured out the rich bitches, all of them it turns out to be at least millionaires, come to the studio to find young girls. They always ask for someone different, so they get to see all of us. It’s like they’re recruiting, and I realized that when a girl didn’t show up at work 2 days in a row, we knew one of our clients had hired her.

The ladies who were clients liked young cunts with schoolgirl attitudes, because they kept hiring them away, so our boss had to go to the high schools and sometimes even to the junior high schools to hire and train new girls all the time. I was a bit too old for what clients seemed to want, based on the age they hired away from us, so I just kept on doing my job.

Even though the high school girls, and of course even girls hired from junior high, were quite a bit younger than me, they were usually really cool. In my department we did the faces of the rich bitches, like we got them after some of the others did their hair. I had the younger girls do my hair, and go to like some of them a lot, but they were soon hired away.

Once my boss sent me on an assignment to be the makeup artist for a movie, and I also had to do hair and everything, because they didn’t have a big budget, but I was pretty good at hair too, so I got the job. The job seemed cool, but it turned out to be a bummer of a job really, because I was really doing makeup for lowlife porn stars. If you can imagine, these were girls who fucked for a living, sometimes for these filthy videos they called movies.

This one I was working on was definitely a porno movie, and I had to use cheap lipstick on the ladies, who were really whores, so they could leave rings on the guys’ cocks when they sucked them. The director needed that. I even put the cheap lipstick on their cunts and assholes, for the same reason, to leave rings on the guys, who were also shaved clean so the lip, cunt and rectum rings of lipstick would show.

What made me sick was that I had to spray perfume in the whores’ cunts so they wouldn’t smell so bad. I really hated that part of it, but at least I also got hired to be a suck-up girl on the studs to get their cocks up and ready for each take. I always wiped them clean before I put them in my mouth, knowing where they’d been. I do have standards.

At the beauty salon we also had a side business of doing body waxing, which pulls body and heavier cunt hair out by the roots, which is a lot more effective than shaving. We had a private studio with just one chair in it where we could do some hot cosmetic work on ladies’ cunts, if they asked for it. I was surprised at how many of the older women, like over 30, said they needed it.

When it was quiet we sometimes practiced by doing each other’s cunts, and we figured out how to get some great ‘hot pussy’ looks by using the right kind of makeup in the right places. When you are decorating a lady’s cunt you just have to keep in mind the final look you want, and then you can always get it right.

One day one of the younger girls, a 15-year-old who had dropped out of grade 9 brought to work a box of some mind-blowing sex-enhancing tools. They were not for us to sell to customers; she didn’t even tell the boss about them. These were a gift from the woman client, who thought we might enjoy wearing them.

Kitty had been invited to go home with an older Japanese woman, like over 40 already, a bitch who wanted to watch her and take pictures and video of her getting herself fucked by her dog. Kitty was game for everything. She said once she figured out what she was supposed to do, the big shorthair dog gave her an amazing fuck.

The woman had been the concubine of a Japanese Geisha Master. Her lover had invented these amazing little clit clips that slid under our clit hood to grip our clit. He’d designed them to make Geisha Girls more sexy, all the time. They would stimulate our clit, and could bring us to orgasm, just from the right kind of slight movement.

There were two kinds of these cunt clips, active and passive. Both kinds were like little short lengths of tube, were tucked under the clit hood and sat around the clit. They had to push flesh aside, so the woman who wore one was always aware of it gripping her clit.

The active ones had these ornate little chains that hung on either side, and when a cock pulled them while the girl wearing it was being fucked, she went over the fucking moon in orgasm. Just any small movement also triggered both types, and as the clit rose in response to the stimulation, the female wearing it would begin to orgasm. Continuously. Outstanding.

She could also just use her fingers to pull the little chains with the same effect. The girls who wore them loved them. These active ones came off when a girl didn’t want to wear it. The other kind, the passive type, were much more interesting. They didn’t have little chains. They stayed in place because they had sharp little teeth, and were clamped on to stay locked on our clit, permanently.

They fit in underneath our clitoral hood, and like the other kind, were wrapped around the clit, gripping it. These passive ones got squeezed on with pliers, so that the teeth pierced our meat as they gripped us. You can understand how these were to stay on forever. That’s the kind I chose. Even the slightest movement made these ones work beautifully, because of the effect of those little teeth, now stuck in our flesh.

The tiny teeth clamped right into my meat, and it hurt like hell being put on, but it didn’t take long until they didn’t hurt any more. I soon got used to wearing it, and depended on its steady stimulation. My new clit clamp amplified any move I made, moving the little teeth against the scar tissue where I had healed around them.

By just slightly shifting my hips my clit clamp slid just a tiny bit, which was enough to make my clit begin to rise, and when it slid more, the little teeth stimulated me. That started things going, with a tight knot in my belly, and I started to cum. It just kept on with the cycle, bringing me to constant amazing orgasm. No shit.

I love it. Now with just a tiny movement of my hips I start to cum. When I walk I cum. When I’m being fucked, I have a massive orgasm. Life is just a bowl of perpetual orgasms, with me cuming all the time. It’s a real blast. I stay hot just like a Japanese pleasure cunt. I guess now you could call me a New York Geisha Girl.

One time this beautiful lady customer told me she had a really hot party she was going to, like everybody would be basically bare naked, so she needed to be totally beautiful, in a manner of speaking, and she asked if I could do some work on her cunt, like to make her look super sexy.

I said sure, we do that kind of work all the time, fixing pussies to look really good, and I took her into the private workstation where she could get naked. She had an amazing body, and had been given a wax job already, because her cunt was totally bare, like the little cuntlet on a baby. I told her I needed her to masturbate before I started, which is standard procedure in such cases, to get her cunt active.

I put some moisturizing cream on the inside of her cuntlips, and used stuff we have that makes skin tighten up on the outside, so when it dried it pulled her inner cunt lips wide open. It was amazing. The masturbation she had done for me to get her elegant pussy ready for makeup was getting her really horny, and her gorgeous big-lipped cunt opened beautifully for me.

Then I put makeup on her cuntlips and clit, like we always did, to just make them stand out a bit more than usual, and she loved it. I got her to flip over, use her hands to hold her butt-cheeks apart and I made her rectum red as well. She loved that. It’s amazing what a simple little change to a lady’s asshole can do to make the woman feel much more sexy.

A week later she and a couple of her friends who came in all the time told us the party had been amazing, and that she had been the hit of the whole shebang. They invited a bunch of us Estheticians who promised we weren’t shy to come to a party with their stockbrokers, guys who were all single and lived together in this great place, and when we said yes, that’s how and when our lives changed, like I mean forever.

These stockbrokers are amazing guys, and we had this great party, which you could safely call a mass orgy. They live together high up in a big older apartment building near the river. They all work in the same building, most for the same firm, and they are now my boyfriends. My girlfriends are the ones I worked with at the beauty salon who came to stay with these always-horny guys.

These guys are really good at fucking, and told us they needed some girls to live at their place, girls like us who love to fuck and love to party, which I think is pretty much the same thing. We all gave up our places, moved in, and one by one we quit the salon, because we didn’t need to make money any more, since these guys took real good care of all of us with a great allowance that was better than what we made working at the beauty salon.

We’re just like one big happy fuck family, with eager cocks and lots of hot semen flowing regularly, whenever the guys are home. You understand we’re all at the age that everything is about sex. No kidding, we’re in heat all the time, and the guys are too, and give us more sex than we could ever wish for. We make a point of always looking sexy for them, and it pays off in all kinds of ways.

The guys give us a Brazilian wax job every couple of weeks or so, and then rip the wax off so quickly, and it hurts like hell at first, but then it settles down, and we never need to shave. Like I mean it really hurts pulling out our newly growing pubic hair fuzz like that, but the first time was the worst, because new pubic hair is super thin and comes out easily, so its totally under control. We all keep out cunts and butt cracks perfectly clean. The guys insist.

The guys never do it to themselves, I mean wax themselves, they just shave themselves bare every couple of days so I figure they know how painful a wax job can be. I can’t tell you how much I want to kick them in the balls when they do it to me, but as you know, that’s nothing a girl should do. She’d lose her male friends, and it would end her career as a party girl.