Kylie's Slumber Party 
by Ibfeysaat


(Questions and comments to ibfeysaat18@gmail.com)

A few weeks after Kylie beat up and humiliated her teacher in front of her
classmates, Kylie had a slumber party on a Friday night. Her father is the
richest most powerful man in town and she lives in a 15,000 square foot
mansion. Mr. Jemmer agreed to give Kylie and her girlfriends the run of the
house on one condition. They needed a male teacher to chaperone and make
sure no hanky panky occurred. Kylie had the perfect candidate. Mr Wilson!

Mr. Wilson received a text on his phone from Bruce Jemmer which read... Mr.
Wilson I am Bruce Jemmer, the father of Kylie Jemmer. I need you to
chaperone a slumber party for Kylie and some of her friends Friday evening.
The school raved about your performance as a substitute teacher as everyone
who came in contact with you had positive reviews. Kylie called you the
best substitute teacher she ever had. She and everyone call you a man of
impeccable moral standards, a credit to your church. My driver will pick
you up Friday at 7:00. If you check your account balance you will notice
that you have already been paid handsomely and I am certain you will not
let me down.

60 seconds later he received a 2nd text. Mr. Wilson I am Bruno, Mr.
Jemmer's personal assistant. I will be picking you up at your apartment
Friday at exactly 7:00. Please be ready and waiting. Enjoy your Starbucks.

The color went out of Mr. Wilson's face as he sat in a Starbucks wondering
exactly what was happening. Bruno KNEW he was at Starbucks. Any thoughts of
not showing up were quickly dashed.

Jason, David, and I received our invitations personally from Kylie.
"Private party at my house Friday at 7. You will be there and if you
mention ANYTHING to anyone else, you will be very very sorry. If you keep
your mouth shut and show up, you will have the time of your life." My lips
were sealed. I'm no fool. Kylie sent an Uber to pick me up.

At exactly 7:00 Kylie addressed the 8 of us. "Thank you for coming to my
slumber party. Thank you Bruno. You can leave now. And you will have the
cleaning crew here at 3:30."

Yes Miss Kylie. The house will be spotless by 6. Have fun and don't
hesitate if you need anything. And just like that Bruno left. It felt like
3 men left as Bruno is over 7 feet tall and weighs about 450 pounds. He is
not fat. He is simply the biggest man you will ever see. In a not so subtle
way, everything about him screams "Don't mess with me or my people." His
message is received loud and clear.

Kylie said "Good, let's party!" Kylie, Amber, Amy, and Taylor led Mr.
Wilson and us boys to the basement. I know why David was requested. He's
the best looking guy in school, best athlete too. Jason and I seemed out of
our league. It's like 2 nerds suddenly got invited to the cool girls table.
But I wasn't complaining. Champagne, marijuana, not sure what, and music
followed. Before long, I was feeling no pain. But the real fun was just
beginning. Kylie turned down the music and explained the night's
festivities.

"For the evening's agenda we are going to do the following. Mr. Wilson and
I are going to have a rematch. As you all remember, Mr. Wilson likes to
look up the dresses of pretty little teenage girls. It makes his pathetic
little cock get hard when he sees a hairy cunt of a mega hot young girl
that he could never have. I mean c'mon, he fucking came on my legs when I
spanked him after I beat him up. The 2 Jasons came too. (My name is also
Jason. Apparently, coming in my pants watching Kylie beat up Mr. Wilson got
me invited to this little clambake.) That's ok Mr. Wilson. I came too. All
over your face. But maybe you think last time was a fluke. Perhaps you
weren't ready or were afraid to hit a girl. Tonight we fight MMA style in
the boxing ring in the playroom. We fight naked. And Jason, Jason, David,
Amber, Taylor, and Amy are going to watch. They will be naked too. The
winner of the fight gets to dominate and humiliate the loser. She will be
richly rewarded sexually, as will her guests. The loser, Mr. Wilson will be
you. Let's get naked and get into the ring. Mr. Wilson, I'm sure you don't
object. Or would you like me to have Bruno give you a pep talk?"

Hello! WTF! Me and Jason naked with the 4 hottest girls in school! Sexually
rewarding. Shit, seeing Kylie and Amber naked was far and away more
exciting than  anything Jason or I had ever seen. Now we get to watch Kylie
beat up Mr. Wilson naked and celebrate in the hairy cunts of the
cheerleading squad. I didn't need any more persuading. Me and my boner got
naked as did everyone else and then we walked into the fighting room. Music
in the background. A regulation sized boxing ring with bright lights. 2 new
pair of MMA gloves and 2 mouthpieces in the ring. And 4 dudes wearing
nothing but boners. And 4 gorgeous naked high school cheerleaders. It was a
very festive environment.

Kylie, Amber, and Amy are the 3 alpha females of the group. Obviously,
Kylie is the queen. Taylor is more the quiet pretty one. I've always had a
major  crush on her but she's way out of my league. She has shoulder length
dark brown hair and big blue eyes. She has prominent eyebrows and dimples
when she smiles. Taylor was a master at teasing me yet gently demonstrating
that I was not in her league. At least that's what I thought. Actually, she
always liked me too, but is naturally shy. I misread her signals. Tonight
she made her feelings known. I guess the libations emboldened her. Right
before the fight was to begin, she slithered up to me and grabbed my cock
as she whispered into my ear. "I'm going eat you up. I'm pretty sure you're
gonna eat me up too." And then she kissed me. I pulled her hand away and
told her to wait just a moment or else I was going to have an accident.
"Don't worry sweetheart, I'm sure you're going to have lots of 'accidents'
tonight." Then she kissed me again and we found our position to watch. I
drank in her beauty before admitting to her that I got invited because I
had the good fortune to cum in my pants watching Kylie dominate and
humiliate Mr. Wilson. Taylor giggled and responded "silly boy Jason, Kylie
didn't invite you to her slumber party because you came in your panties,
she invited you because I asked her to. I'm going to have lots  of fun with
you." Ok then! Let the games begin!

The 2 naked combatants climbed into the ring and donned their fighting
gloves each in an opposite corner. Mr. Wilson looked like a deer caught in
headlights. He put the lifesaving guard in his mouth and stood there
fidgeting. He is a thin man with a pencil thin mustache and a boner so
thin, it looked like a thermometer! I had never seen Kylie in all her glory
although I did get to see bits and pieces. And glorious doesn't even begin
to describe her. She is 5 foot 10 inches tall which is virtually impossible
as her legs are 6 feet long each. She's built like a beach volleyball
player. She's long and lean. She has 2 small cone shaped tits with bullet
hard brown nipples. Her arms are as long as her legs. She has the natural
grace of a ballerina. Smack dab in the middle at the junction of her lovely
legs is a prominent black triangle of hair like a Greek Goddess. She
resembled a panther stalking her prey. Before they began she made him an
offer.

Mr. Wilson I'm gonna make you an offer you can't refuse. We both know that
you secretly like getting beaten up and humiliated by girls. I have already
proven that. You dream about and jerk off to the vision of getting fucked
by me. Tonight, your dreams are going to come true. If you can either win
and that surely ain't gonna happen, or take your beating like a man, I will
give you a mercy fuck. But if you prove to be a pathetic little boy and cry
like a girl, well, then I'm going to fuck you in the ass like the little
bitch that you are. Are you a man Mr. Wilson? Let's find out. Ready. Let's
party!

Kylie danced away from her corner toward her terrified crash dummy. Wilson
assumed a defensive posture as he stepped away from his corner. Kylie
circled to her right looking for an opening. She threw a right hand towards
his head which Mr. Wilson was able to block. However, he was ill prepared
for the left hook following right behind. Direct hit and a chorus of cheers
rang out. Kylie glided to her left and snapped a low kick to the exposed
leg of a pained Mr. Wilson. As he leaned to his right she slugged him in
his wide open left flank.

This wasn't a fight. It was a demonstration. Kylie obviously has been
professionally trained in the art of hand to hand combat. Mr. Wilson had
not. She glided around snapping kicks and punches like an expert gladiator.
She was toying with him and relishing the slow and cruel punishment that
she so loved to inflict. A demoralized Mr. Wilson yelled and howled with
each devastating strike. He cowardly was almost trying to run away. Kylie
smiled smugly as she slowly dished out a vicious beating.

Taylor grabbed my hand and guided me toward her hairy bush protecting her
secret happy place. As we watched the sexy demonstration of female
superiority she uttered the following words which I will never forget as
she was about to change my life forever. "I need to feel your finger in my
pussy. You're going to be spending a lot of time there so you'll need to
get used to your new surroundings. Later, you can fuck me with your hard
cock and cum inside me. I'm on the pill. But first you're  going to finger
fuck me while we enjoy the show." Through the forest of soft damp hair to
the gates of heaven. Warm and gooey and the most lovely spot on the planet.
She guided me on a personal tour of the neighborhood showing me just how
she liked to be caressed. Meanwhile, Mr. Wilson wasn't faring as well as
me. Too bad so sad!

For the next three minutes Kylie put on a seductive sadistic display of
female pugilistic domination. Her punches were so crisp, so accurate, so
deadly. Kylie's kicks catastrophic. She cruelly smiled as she stalked her
frightened prey. Crisp snap kicks paralyzed his legs. Laser beam punches
penetrated his fruitless attempts at self defense and bloodied his nose and
mouth. Others bruised his internal organs causing Mr. Wilson to groan and
scream with each deadly strike. Kylie could have finished him at any time
but slowly and methodically she beat any semblance of manhood that he still
had left, right out of him, one strike at a time. Every time Kylie showed
him that a kick was coming, Mr. Wilson bent over slightly to try and
deflect the kick. And every time she kicked his leg where his hand wasn't.
She kicked him in the legs at least 20 times. Mr. Wilson was bruising and
could barely stand.

And Kylie gave a running commentary as she slowly beat the hopes and dreams
out of poor Mr. Wilson. "Tell me you like it. Tell everyone how much you
secretly love to get beaten up by a girl. You've dreamed of this, haven't
you?" Suddenly, her question was italicized by a right hook to his mouth.
"You must really be getting turned on by your shame and humiliation. Your
pencil dick is standing up straight. It's as narrow as a blade of grass.
You are never going to fuck me with that pathetic little cock. I was only
teasing you." Left snap kick to the knee. Kylie circled and stalked as Mr.
Wilson tried to limp to safety. "You're not man enough for a smoking hot
babe like me. I'm going to make you part of the clean up crew. You're job
is going to be to suck the gooey cum out of my cunt that Jason, Jason, and
David are going to fill me with. That's what you want isn't it? To clean up
the cum dumped by teenage boys who can cum like 10 times a night. It's
gonna be a lotta goo!" Right hook followed by a straight left to the nose
and finished with another brutal snap kick to the aching thigh of Mr.
Limpson. "I can finish you any time I want. But I want to tease you a
little first. You can't even look me in the eye Mr. Wilson. You can't stop
staring at my big hairy bush. You can't have it because you're not man
enough. Just a pathetic loser who gets off on getting beaten up by a girl.
This has been fun but I'm going to really hurt you now. Hurt you badly. I'm
going to make you cry like a baby because you're just a sissy bitch who
needs to get beaten up and  butt raped by a girl. I'm going to knock you
the fuck out! Over and over. I'm going to give you a firsthand lesson in
girl power and savagery."

Simultaneously, Amber, Amy, and Taylor were fixing to cum, simultaneously!
Between the beauty and savagery of Kylie, and the champagne, marijuana, and
God knows what, and our fingers diddling their cunts, these girls were all
going to explode.  Whatever her "secret ingredient" was, would have been a
strong enough aphrodisiac to make Mother Teresa hump a rhinoceros! David
was fingering Amber's hairy snatch. The other Jason's fingers were
glistening with the slime of an overheating Amy. Unlike the other three
girls, the blonde headed Amy's true colors will remain a mystery. She is
shaved as smooth as a cue ball. Taylor was urging me on and telling me that
I was going to make her cum. As a devastating right hook smacked Mr. Wilson
right in his already bloody nose, a roar went up from the crowd. Amber,
Amy, and Taylor rewarded us boys with a tasty vaginal expulsion and the
promise of a thanks for a job well done.

Kylie circled the broken and bloody shadow of a man and fired another
vicious right kick. As Wilson braced for impact, Kylie's leg arced upward
like a rugby style punter. Her instep exploded against his cheek violently
turning his head  like the child in the Exorcist. Crack could be loudly
heard over the music and wailing women. Mr. Wilson was knocked down by a
vicious kick to the face. Only he wasn't. Before he reached the mat, Kylie
dove on him. She looked like a panther trampling and bringing down her
prey. They landed and rolled to the side with Kylie squeezing her teacher
in a deadly chokehold. Mr. Wilson frantically tapped his arms and gasped
with muffled noises coming out. But just for a few seconds before he went
silent and limp. She choked him out cold!

Kylie released Sleepy and rolled him onto his back before assuming the sexy
schoolgirl dominant position. With her wide spread long legs pinning his
arms uselessly over his head, she slapped him awake. She threatened to beat
him slowly to death if he didn't make her cum. She didn't want to hear his
pleas or apologies. She didn't want to hear him speak. Kylie just wanted to
mash her hairy cunt down his throat until she nearly drowned him in her
girly goo. She slapped him sadistically as she read him the riot act. Her
dripping dominant hairy cunt, the one that would forever elude him sat
perched inches from his mouth. He could smell her. Kylie was revved up and
roaring to go.

Kylie slid forward enveloping Mr. Wilson's face deep into bush country. She
grabbed the back of his skull and jammed his face deep within the recesses
of her soul. Make that hole. Kylie was savoring the fruits of victory and
offering Wilson one last taste of honey before completing his ultimate
destruction. She humped his face like she had no shame. The slapping sounds
of her thighs like windshield washers clapping faster and faster signifying
her impending release. Her greedy demands of suck my cunt and make me cum
loser filled the arena. Kylie curled her toes and howled as her first of
many orgasms ripped through her depositing her tasty nectar right down
Wilson's throat.

Kylie was keen on getting this fucking party started. She invited the rest
of us to join her in the ring and fuck. "This is a fucking slumber party.
My guests are all going to fuck while I put you to sleep. You're fucked
now. And later I'm going to fuck you in the ass! You're fucked! Too bad.
We're fucked too. Too good!"

Amber and David, Amy and Jason, and Taylor and I all found a comfortable
spot in the ring surrounding Kylie and Mr. Wilson. Taylor kissed me deeply
before grabbing my hand and telling me how badly she had been waiting for
this.

"Jason honey I have been dreaming about this moment for a long time. They
say your first time is always a disaster but I know that's not true. You're
gonna love it. You're going to cum in like 10 seconds the first time but
it's ok. You'll stay hard and just keep going. Afterwards, Kylie is going
to fuck you and David and Jason because she has earned that right. But
after that you are only allowed to be inside of me. Deal?"

WTF! Hello! Yes, we have a deal. Hell, I would have thrown in my mother if
she asked. And just like that my innocence melted away. Spurted away would
be more accurate. Taylor laid down on the canvas mat next to Kylie and Mr.
Wilson and spread her legs inviting me home. A sight I will never forget.
Her big blue eyes blinking and looking up at me with such want in them. Her
arms outstretched like her legs and that lovely dark bush extending upward
and outward from her glistening pink pussy lips. She pulled my on top and
guided me through the pearly gates into the land of the free and home of
the brave. She whispered to "please fuck me Honey, I can't wait any longer.
I slowly slid inside her warm very tight cunt about halfway and stopped,
savoring this lovely new experience. She grabbed my ass and pulled me all
the way in before swiveling her hips and actually fucking me. I had never
felt anything like this before and she was right. I couldn't wait very long
as hard as I tried. I warned her but she cut me off and said "it's ok
Honey, please cum inside me." Like the grand finale on 4th of July, I
exploded shooting spurt after spurt of my pride and joy deep inside her.
She was right. And she was wrong. She was right, I did stay hard and kept
going. But she was wrong, I lasted at least 45 seconds, Oops!

I was interrupted from the magical mystery tour by a thudding sound of fist
on face. We looked to our side and observed Kylie had slipped off of
Wilson's face and had a death grip on his spindly arms with her spread legs
and was slowly and methodically punching him in the face. At first he began
screaming, but she didn't stop. Then he started pleading with Kylie, but
she didn't stop. He was kicking his legs wildly but ineffectively and
crying like a baby, but she didn't stop. Taylor flipped us over so that I
was laying next to Mr. Wilson while she sat atop me and fucked me from the
Amazon position. Next to me was Mr. Wilson with Kylie sitting atop him. He
was also getting fucked from the Amazon position, but in a completely
different manner. Kylie was punching his head from side to side. Each left
fist drove his head away from me. Each right fist bounced his head my way
with a spray of blood landing on me!

Kylie beat him savagely. Left right left right left right left right etc.
She kept punching him and blood kept spurting everywhere. Wilson was
literally begging for his life and crying hysterically. Soon he stopped
screaming. Kylie had knocked him out cold. She punched him a few more times
and Mr. Wilson didn't make a sound. She had beaten him to a bloody pulp.
She stood up over a comatose Mr. Wilson and spread her legs on either side
of his head,  rubbed  her cunt a little,  and released a stream of girl
piss. She pissed his face and all over his chest. Some drops bounced off
Mr. Wilson hitting me but I didn't care. Taylor screamed out again telling
me and everyone else that she was going to cum and then she, me, and 4
other people came. Simultaneously! Yay for us.

Mr. Wilson remained unconcious for several minutes before being awakened by
the feeling of a large dildo invading his virgin asshole. Kylie raped him
savagely before turning her attention to David, then me, and then the other
Jason. The fun and games continued with Mr. Wilson until about 1:00 in the
morning. Turns out Kylie was right. David, Jason, and I came 10 times each.
Oh to be young, dumb, and full of cum.

The cleaning crew did an unbelievable job. They replaced the soiled canvas
in the boxing ring and if one didn't know any better, it looked like there
had been no party at all. They left remnants of milk and cookies in the
kitchen to throw off the scent. Mr. Wilson was brought by Bruno to a
psychiatric hospital where he is expected to remain for many many years.
The doctors are unsure if Mr. Wilson will ever speak again. He just
mumbles. Taylor and I are still together. And Kylie always throws the best
slumber parties!

I am SPARTACUS!