Party Games (Lady Jane 3)

by

Aristocatch

“I just have to tell you about last night. It was,” and Lady Jane paused while she tried to find the word, “exhilarating!”

Constance was in the carriage with her mistress, and they were on their way to Lady Anne's, having spent a few days with an aged aunt on the way. The coachman could not hear them from his outside position and so they were free to talk about whatever they wished. The day before Lady Jane had been invited to the house of some distant relation, and had gone without Constance, her maid, who was charged with preparing for their departure

“I thought I was in for a boring evening. Mother wanted me to go, so I went. I wonder if she knew...”

“What?”

“Just how they celebrate their saint's day. Apparently it was the tenth year that they hold a special evening, and for the tenth anniversary it was even more special.”

“Go on”.

“Give me time. There were lots of people present, most of whom I did not know. There was a huge meal for everyone. After a while the younger children were taken away for some games. Then all the singles from eighteen to maybe thirty left the table. The males went outdoors for some sort of night-time hunting. The ladies were taken up to a large dormitory where we were told we were to sleep. But there were no beds in the room, merely mattresses all over the floor. We were ten in total. We were given long nightdresses and drawers and told to get changed into them. We all wondered what was going to happen and we wondered even more when the younger sister of the lady of the house who was maybe forty-five arrived with a group of female servants of all sorts of ranks, dressed the same as we were.”

“'Good evening', she said. 'This evening we do away with the distinction between all the members of this household and we let our hair down with no thought to rank. I will look after you tonight while we amuse ourselves with a series of games with no ulterior motive but to have fun. We will start with Strip Jack Naked. You are twenty, all dressed the same. Given the company we should maybe say Jacqueline instead of Jack but I want to see who can keep some clothes on the longest! On the count of three try and undress all the others. One two three!”

“Nothing happened for several seconds as each of us tried to comprehend what was taking place then I found myself being pulled over and someone was trying to pull my drawers down! I retaliated by pulling her nightdress up, which blocked her arms, and left me free to pull her drawers off.

“Just next to me on the floor one of the other ladies present was lying on her back. She was holding the arms of a servant girl above their heads, presumably to block the girl’s efforts to divest her of her garments. In so doing she was leaving the girls legs exposed and unprotected, so I pulled her drawers off.

“The Lady was equally unable to defend herself, so I exposed her womanhood as well. You should have seen the look on her face, as if it was treachery for another Lady to side with a maid.

“The first serving girl whom I had left with her nightdress over her head had untangled herself, and was now grappling with someone else. I was effectively alone and so I set off across the room in search of a new target, only to find my leg seized by someone on the floor who grabbed at my drawers. I tried my previously successful trick, but this time my assailant pulled my drawers right down before I pulled her nightdress over her head.

“Her breasts were thus displayed and I was sorely tempted to target them, but this did not seem to be the moment or the place. She was not about to let me go, so we wrestled, me with her drawers and she with my nightdress, neither making much headway.

“We were interrupted by a fully-dressed lady falling against us and united our forces. My erstwhile assailant pulled the lady’s drawers off, as I achieved the same result with her nightdress. In no time at all the fully-clothed lady was now naked!

“Nobody had said that being naked meant you had to cease, and our victim turned her attention to my opponent, trying to pull her drawers off. My opponent defended herself and so I left them to it.

“The lady I had been seated next to at table was being undressed by the combined efforts of two servant girls. This did not seem quite fair, so I grabbed one of the servant girls to the floor. My hand rapidly discovered that she, like me, had no drawers on. Her hand made the same discovery and we both lingered rather too long with our hands where they should not be. This was a mistake as the Lady I had just saved and her assailant, now both naked, teamed up against us. Grappling with each other we were unable to defend ourselves and all four were thus very soon without the slightest clothing!

“My table companion was next to me and we seized each other and briefly rolled around on the floor. I sensed that she would have liked to continue but the object of the 'game' was to strip all those present and whispering to each other, even as we were mutually squeezing our bodies together, we called a halt and sat up. I noticed that the two servant girls had copied us and were also rolling around on the floor. We pulled them apart and looked around to find which of our number were still clothed.

“The majority of those present were naked, with just a small group on the far side of the room still at least partially clothed. Our group of four set off towards this group but, even as we did so, we could see further items of clothing flying around and before we could join in a winner was declared, though she was instantly stripped before she could celebrate.

“ ‘Have a good look around you’ suggested our organiser. ‘See how different the female body may be, for in a minute we are going to play 'Blind man's buff' and then you will see no more’.

“I gazed around me. Even if all those present were aged thirty or less, there was quite a variety of shapes and sizes.

“ ‘All the lights will now be extinguished and you will be blind. You are all in the buff. All that remains is for you to use you hands to see in lieu of your eyes. But be careful, the duration of the game is limited – try and see all you can before we stop! And one last thing to prevent accidents you must not stand up, but remain on your hands and knees.’

“The shutters were firmly fixed and those closest to the candles instructed to blow them out. The room was in virtually total darkness. You could just about make out where there was someone, but there was no way you could recognise them.

“I felt a pair of hands tracing over my breasts and I reached out a hand between the legs of the same person. Three or four gentle motions from my hand produced a satisfying grunt of pleasure but before I could pursue this avenue further I heard a voice calling out

“ ‘Circulate, circulate!’.

“My nipples had hardening up from the caresses they had received, and as soon as I crawled a short distance to my right a new pair of hands began trying to harden them even further. This time I found a rather large chest within reach and lowering my head I sucked on the nipple.

“ ‘Circulate, circulate’.

“Reaching around me I found no further bodies, but could make out shapes ahead, so I crawled over there and found a delightfully moist womanhood within reach. This time no one was touching me, and my fingers located the clitoris and began playing with it.

“ ‘Head to the middle of the room’

“We did as we were told and all of a sudden there were bodies on every side. Someone began licking one of my nipples, a hand began playing between my legs, another squeezed provocatively my left breast. I was not to be outdone, I licked the nearest sex to me, while gently inserting my middle finger. I believe this to be the first time I had tasted another's love nest.

“ ‘Roll over, roll over’. New hands, new breasts, new womanhood's – but whose? I could not tell. Surely the whole point of the game.

“I was feeling truly excited and more and more aroused. But to no avail for the door was flung open, and a servant entered with a lit candelabra – bringing a halt to the game; leaving everyone panting and desperate for more.

“ ‘This is not some Bacchanalian orgy’ our organiser pretended to scold, ‘it is time to move on to the next game. As we need to change rooms kindly find a nightdress and cover yourselves’.

“Nightdresses discarded during 'Strip Jack Naked' were all over the place and as they were all the same it was enough to find the nearest one and put it on. Then we were led through the house, down a back staircase and into another large room. This time there was no padding on the floor, which was tiled.

“Our organiser was still with us.

“ ‘Time for Battaglia delle arance’ she said.

“Some of the more mature ladies from the dinner table arrived and behind them further female servants, carrying all manner of food items, flans and desserts and creams, eggs, very ripe tomatoes and all manner of semi-liquid food products, which they placed on the floor by the walls.

“ ‘Take off your nightdresses and give them to the servants’. I did as I was told and once naked I noticed that most of the older ladies had also removed their clothes. The servants took the clothes away and several of them came back having also shed their garments. Instead of twenty there must have been perhaps fifty ladies of all ages in the room.

“I noticed that the organiser too had shed her clothes.

“ ‘Your weapons surround you’ she announced. ‘Please use them all up to anoint everyone herein present as much as you may.’

“Mayhem ensued. Everyone rushed towards the food, seized handfuls and set about plastering it over, initially, the nearest other person and then gradually moving around the room, scooping up leftovers, grabbing further supplies and depositing them wherever possible. Initially faces were the principal targets, then hair and gradually further parts of the body. Nobody took the slightest attention to age or rank – I ground a tomato into the saggy breast of a lady who could maybe have been my grandmother, who retaliated with the remains of a flan between my legs. After the first few minutes which consisted of sploshing food on as many people as possible, things slowed down and more time was spent rubbing concoctions into breasts, lingering with hands full of food and mammaries, and then between legs where the hands stayed longer and longer.

“I cannot begin to tell you what a wonderful time I had. There is great fun to be had covering everyone and especially anyone with handfuls of quite harmless gunge. I especially enjoyed when I caught up with my table companion. We helped ourselves to as many ripe tomatoes as we could carry and had our own little mini battle in the midst of all this mayhem until we could not rub them into each other any further. I supposed we might have sought to continue with new ammunition, but someone I never identified began trying to force some sticky object between my buttocks just as my dinner friend received a flan in her face!

“Sadly, once all the initial supplies were used up, the game was ended. Several of the oldest ladies thanked those present for the fun and left, as did some of the older servants.

“ ‘A new game’ announced our organiser wiping a strange mixture off her face with a cloth which had appeared seemingly from nowhere. ‘You are to divide yourselves into four teams by heading for the corner of the room nearest to you’. This rather rudimentary form of selection actually worked quite well and it took no time to have four teams equal in number in place.

“The door opened and eight young men, undoubtedly stable lads or junior servants were led in. As you can imagine, Constance, this caused some consternation as all the ladies present were without clothes.

“ ‘Ladies, ladies, where are your manners? These eight doughty yeomen have agreed to help us play the following team game of 'Empty vessels'. Two will take up position in each of the four corners of the room where they will be defended by their team members from the marauding players of the other groups. A stallion will be excluded from the game when you oblige him to project his very essence across the room, thus creating the empty vassal! He will turn to face the wall. When both stallions are facing the wall the team defending them are eliminated but may continue attacking elsewhere until each team is eliminated. Be warned forfeits will have to be paid later!’

“The young men removed their clothes, which revealed that each one was already in a state of arousal and they took up their appointed positions. A captain was chosen for each team of ladies, who selected attackers and defenders. It seemed to me that the attackers chosen were generally the younger, unmarried girls, who probably had the least experience of men. I was thus chosen as an attacker.

“The funny part of the game was that there were four teams competing at once. Which group should you attack? Should the attackers stick together? We had no time to discuss such tactics before our organiser who was not taking part signalled the start.

“Rushing from my corner I found one of my team-mates with me and we targeted the opposing corner, which was guarded by five doughty ladies who were in no mood to suffer any forfeit. They repelled our initial attack, and then we were joined by two further attackers from other teams. Blocking four attackers was a lot harder especially as we were still covered in food, which made us very slippery. The defenders would wrestle us to the floor, which was covered in further squashed food, and which made everyone even slipperier. So we soon slipped through their grasps and had time to reach our targets. The two we were aiming for looked ready to explode just from watching the events, but they were made of sterner stuff. For the first time in my life I got to handle a man's stiff member which was soon also covered in food stuffs and increasingly slippery.

“Time and again I would slip through the defenders, action my target's member and then be pulled away to grapple with the defender on the mushy floor before sliding free again and renewing my attack.

“On one occasion whilst wrestling with one of the serving maids I found myself with my head close to my target. My hands were occupied defending myself and so I opened my mouth and closed it over that stiff rod!

“My lady!” Constance expressed her surprise.

“We had no idea how things were going until I realised that we were more attackers than before. This tied the defenders up, and meant that at least one attacker was actioning the pistons at any one time. Those stalwart young men could not hold out against such pleasure and first one, and shortly after the other, sprayed copious amounts of their essence over the girls nearest them. Sadly this was not me, as I was engaged keeping one of the defenders out of the way.

“Looking around we found that one group was still defending and so, like everyone else, we hurried over there. The defenders were overwhelmed and the eighth target spattered those around him with the proof.

“The team defending this corner were thus the winners and I soon found out that my team had come third.

“Our organiser spoke again.

‘It will soon be time for forfeits, but before then just take a look at these young men who have been kind enough to help us play our game.’

“We looked and immediately saw that each had already recovered from being emptied and that their members were not only erect again but also liberally smeared with food substances.

“ ‘I think we should show our gratitude by helping our team-mates (I was going to say members) get a load of their plates. Ladies they are all yours until such time as they can stand no more. Defend yourselves lads!’

“Quite how much they wanted to defend themselves is a moot point, unless it were to prolong the pleasure. Faced with overwhelming numbers each soon found himself in a heap on the floor, with three, four, five or even more ladies seeking to be the one to liberate him of his body fluids. I would have liked to have felt all the members, but there was not time. It seemed only seconds before creamy fluid was flying through the air and even though each male came twice more before retreating out of the room, I only managed to touch two more of them.

“I was by then starting to feel tired and I had forgotten the idea of forfeits.

“ ‘The team who came last will suffer the first forfeit, which will be administered by the team who came third. Ladies help yourselves to a banana and see where you can put it!’

“We didn't need asking twice. I collected a banana and peeled it. It proved to be quite ripe. The members of the losing team started trying to run around the room and, egged on by the other two teams, we pursued them bananas in hand. I cornered one lady, who to my surprise turned out to be the lady of the house, and dropping my banana on the floor wrestled her down, picked up my banana and pushed it towards my target.

“As you may imagine everyone was very slippery and after all we had been doing, there was nothing discrete about the state between our legs. I had no problem sliding the banana between her open sex lips. The banana was too ripe and half broke off, but I did manage to insert the rest far enough for the palm of my hand to be in full contact with our hostesses wet pudenda. I wriggled my hand from side to side, squashing the banana as much as I could, and presumably stimulating her Ladyship at the same time.

“I wanted to remove the part that was within her, but it was already thoroughly mushy and leaking out. So I found the end which had broken off and moved it towards her Ladyship's face. She leaned forward and ate part of it.

“ ‘Thank you my dear’, she said laughing, ‘but I've eaten enough’ and she wrestling my hand with the small remaining part against my body where she squashed it against my skin.

“The forfeit was paid. Now it was our turn. Not surprisingly the forfeit was the same, to be administered by the team who came second.

“Bananas at the ready they advanced on us. I dodged around quite well for a while, until some of the watching girls blocked my escape route and I found myself face to face with my dinner companion once again. She handed her banana to one of the watching girls while she tried to wrestle me to the ground. I decided to have some fun and resisted as much as I could but, of course, I did end up on the ground, whereupon two of the watchers held my arms, leaving the member of the second-placed team free to use her banana, which turned out to be less ripe than mine had been. She took much malicious pleasure sliding it deep within me, withdrawing it and sliding it back in again.

“Didn't it hurt, your Ladyship?”.

“No, Constance, quite the contrary. It slid in so easily that it was actually quite agreeable, but I did my best to make her task difficult. After a while the banana became soggy and could no longer be used and the girls holding my arms released me.

“When the second placed team received their forfeit from the winners I saw that it was normal for the watching girls to help, though I was still busy removing bits of banana from deep inside me to do likewise!

“ ‘You don't think we are going to let the winners off untouched do you?’ asked the organiser in what was a purely rhetorical question. ‘There is however to be a difference. The winners may defend themselves with bananas as well. Each of the other teams will choose representatives who will take on the winners. If these representatives are rendered unfit to continue another will take their place. Let's see how many girls are needed to eliminate the winners.’

“I was chosen in the second group to represent my team. The winners armed themselves and huddled in a group in the centre of the room. An equal number from the other teams prepared their bananas and slowly bore down on the huddled group who, at the last minute, broke ranks and launched an attack.

“It was great fun to watch as they slid around on the food-strewn floor. I was fairly quickly sent into action against a considerably larger lady from the winning team. To my credit I did manage to squash my banana against her mound, but without any of it going inside. Before I could seek further ammunition my insides were once again filled with ripe fruit!

“The winning team put up a really good show. They eliminated three girls for everyone of them and though of course no one avoided the banana fate, they did prove to be worthy winners.

“I have no idea where they found all those bananas! And the mess that was left to be cleared up!

“That apparently was that, and we were escorted away in small groups to areas where we could clean up. Our nightdresses were returned and we eventually found ourselves back in the dormitory where everything had commenced. By now blankets had been provided along with everything we needed for sleeping, and it was indeed very late, or perhaps more accurately probably early the next morning.

“ ‘Ladies, I do hope you have enjoyed your evening as much as we have. I am going to leave you now to get some well-earned sleep. I feel it likely that I may not be the only one who has been very excited by events and I believe my husband may consider himself to be a very lucky man. I would not normally condone such behaviour but believe it would be purely charitable if you were to mutually aid each other in assuaging any lasting desires. Good night.’

“The girl who had lain down nearest me took my hand and guided it between her legs. A few candles had been left burning and I could see enough without having to rely purely on feel. We caressed each other for some minutes and provided each other with some agreeable sensations, all without removing our nightdresses. This was apparently not enough for her, however, and she went off in search of further company. I lay back and looked around until I saw my dinner companion lying on her side watching me.

“Even in the poor light I could see her smile and I eased my way over to her. She helped me off with my nightdress even as I helped her off with hers. She then pressed her body against mine and began very slow, to-and-fro movements, bringing initially our breasts into contact and then, as she positioned herself better, our stomachs and still aroused womanhoods”.

Lady Jane paused and curiosity got the better of Constance.

“And then?”

“And then what do you expect? She kissed me all over, and I kissed her. She stroked me between my legs and she positioned me so that we could kiss and touch each other's most intimate parts at the same time.”

“And then ?”

“What do you imagine. Use your imagination. Constance, I do believe I've got you quite excited! I'm sure we'll get you some action of your own while we are at Anne's. But in the meantime you'll have to wait!”