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perimeter of the ballroom.  Some of the couples seemed too stoned to even notice us. 
     
    My head was getting lighter as the night grew long, and the lights were terribly bright despite the darkness lining the walls.
     
    “Let’s get a drink, shall we?” asked Jared.  He knew me too well.  A drink, or ten, is exactly what I needed in a situation like this.  Maybe eventually I could do this sober, but not tonight.
     
    We grabbed a couple of whiskeys from the bartender.  We walked right past him on our way in but I hadn’t even noticed him.
     
    The liquor slid through my lips and engulfed my tongue, cooling it against my hot breath.  I swallowed in a huge gulp and took another swish.  The drinks were strong and it wasn’t long before my head was spinning.
     
    An hour or so had passed, Jared and I just drinking in the shadows of this swinger’s ball.  I already forgot my tits were hanging out for everyone to see.
     
    We watched couples, threesomes, and foursomes form and tease and fuck each other for the whole hour.  Some of them never seemed to tire of the stimulation.
     
    In the corner closest to us was a brunette with big tits, bouncing on some guy’s lap.  She seemed like she was on drugs, or their sex was just better than I’d ever had.  She moaned long and loud, like his cock was the greatest thing she’s ever felt. 
     
    He kept his hands on her hips and switched between firmly thrusting her on his dick and lightly guiding her down at her own pace.  He seemed to slip in and out of what and who he was doing.
     
    On the arm of their sofa laid a blonde’s head, as she was being pounded by a tall and lean man with a huge cock.  He stood, holding her hips against his, keeping her horizontal.  I watched, mesmerized, as her tits shook back and forth and sometimes even in circles.  She was quieter but still moaned in enjoyment from time to time.
     
    I took another sip of whiskey and looked at Jared.  He was staring in the distance at a threesome with two men and a woman on a table.  I was shocked at what she could handle.  She had one cock down her throat and another in her cunt, all while lying on her side.  I was surprised at how much this particular scene was turning me on.  Was it turning Jared on, too , I wondered.
     
    I looked down and saw his cock had a full erection and he was stroking it.  Oddly enough, I felt abandoned again.  I didn’t even consider masturbating in the shadows while watching another couple.  I’m not sure that’s something I’d even be comfortable with.
     
    I reached between my legs with my fingers and felt a puddle forming in the crease of my pussy lips.  They almost breathed a gasp of air at the rescue of my fingertips.  I closed my eyes and traced my moist slit, up and down, and landing on my clit.  It burned at my touch and my cunt began to throb.
     
    I continued to watch the threesome which had changed positions.  Now, the girl was bent over the table, fucked from behind by the cock that was in her mouth at the start, and the cock that was in her pussy was now in her mouth.  I moved my fingers to my mouth to taste my own cunt, and traced my lips with the sweet nectar, smelling a moment before parting my lips.
     
    Just then the man with the small gut walked past the threesome toward the center of the room again with another woman.  My eyes followed him and watched him nearly trip over a pile of something beside the table.
     
    Fuck , I thought.  Are those my clothes?
     
    This revelation woke me from my drunken ecstasy and I disrupted Jared’s too.  I pointed out my clothes to him and tried talking over the music but he just nodded and smiled.  He didn’t understand a word I was saying.
     
    I begrudgingly set down my drink and charged, naked, through piles of flesh pounding moist flesh and the moans formed a film around me.  I could almost feel them vibrating against my skin.  My tits rubbed frequently against a back, or a chest, in