Going back to the early 1980s I had just graduated and I had my first salary job at the 'plant'. I was assigned to the boring entry level job and I met three other girls who were also there straight out of college. T, K, M and me, the group of four.

T is a Daddy's girl, always has been. K is the college girl who knew all the football players, M is difficult, opinionated and religious, and me I was the baby of the four and the one with no experience, I had never hugged a boy. We hang out, we have lunch together at the same table, we go to the movies, and we start to explore. K likes to party and she takes us to this club, dark and expensive and the girls dressed in very tight short dresses, lots of making out on couches, hands up the crotch, hands down the pants type of place. K loves it, T sits back to look, M is outraged and I can't take my eyes off this girl who is being felt up by this guy and I get my first butterfly feeling in my pants. I don't say anything, I pretend to be fine with the place. That night I can only think about that girl and tear myself up masturbating wishing I was that girl but I never say anything.

We go out together, the group of four because we have no dates and don't know anyone yet. We go to the club. K meets guys, she is friendly and outgoing and she has the look and wears the clothes. T hangs back, M is always objecting and I am always wet, I get wet watching K get her boobs into a guy, watching K's skirt slip up her legs, looking at K panties under her skirt across from me. K watches me and right there in the club she opens her shirt, she is braless and gives me a tittie flash. Later when we are in the ladies room she puts her arm around my waist and says that I need to get laid and she is going to find a guy to do it.

There is a group of guys standing around and K walks up to one of the guys, an older guy around thirty and pulls on his arm and asks him if he wants a blowjob. She points at me and brings him over and tells me that he wants a blow job. She sits him down at our booth and opens his pants and takes out his dick and sucks him hard and then tells me she set it up and suck him dry. Embarrassment, K looking at me like that, T pushes me towards him and I fall on my knees and I give my first blow job, the entire time I am blowing him I am looking up K's skirt, her small panties wrapped around her pussy, her legs opening and closing as she shifts around while she keeps holding on to his dick. I am sure that she jerked him off to cum but he was in my mouth when he did. I had my first orgasm without masturbating.

She got his name and number and invited him and his friends to a party for them at my apartment. K told me that I was going to get laid, I had to get laid. The guys come over, we have all sorts of snacks, we put the football game on for them, we have beer and K sits on a lap and T sits on a lap and I sit on the lap of the guy I blew at the club. M stands and her date for the evening stands up and gets close to her and she is the first one to get laid. T is making out with the guy, and the guy I am sitting on has his hands up my legs rubbing me and asking for tit and K is blowing the guy. K announces that no one gets laid in the bedroom, she and her date move the coffee table out of the way and she lifts her skirt and pulls her panties off and lays back on the carpet and gets laid in front of me.

I loose all interest in the guy, I am so upset that K is getting laid, my guy pushes hard and gets me on my back on the couch and has to tear my panties off to screw me. I get screwed on the couch but I can't keep my eyes off of K. T is screwing with her date, she is all over him and M and her date who already screwed are standing around watching. After everyone is laid we sit in laps or beside the guys and finish watching the game. We had been at our new job four weeks that weekend and had known each other four weeks and we had our first mass screwing.

But K figures out that I am hot for her and she approaches me the next morning and asks if I have a problem with guys, my guy pretty much has to force me to screw, she pulled up her skirt and she had no panties and asked me if that is what I liked, if I wanted pussy to ask. She sat on the couch and opened her legs with her feet on the coffee table and told me to get down on my knees and eat her. I loved her pussy, I just loved her pussy and she let me eat and ran her fingers thru my hair saying soft things to me. When I finished or when K finally lifted my face up T and M were standing there. No one said anything.

The group of four is older now, we all got married, everyone had kids, K moved for her job with her husband, T and I lived in the same city all this time, M married and divorced and is remarried. It is a long time since we had our mass sex parties, because we had many more parties after that weekend and I always ended up with the same guy, always screwed by him and K always came later to give me pussy and to make out with me. K has moved closer now, she bought a house in a lakeside development, T is a widow and she substitutes with my husband, M has her issues, she is still very religious and opinionated and regrets the days she just let that guy screw her, her husband is like her and not any fun. K came to see me and after we had some cheese and wine she pulled me down into my overstuffed sofa and we had an afternoon together, her pussy is still that pussy I fell in love with back when we were kids, except now we do more than that, we lay together and kiss and tell. K's husband is a man with no imagination, but he made a lot of money, T like I said substitutes with my husband and he likes her a lot, and K and I are hotter than ever now that she is close to me. M, well M has her problems but we are still the group of four, we have dinner every month, we look after each other, we do not have mass sex parties, at most it is T and my husband and then K and me but we do it alone without an audience.

In a perfect world, T should have married my husband, M should have married K's husband, K and I should have faced reality and lived together, because I was smitten by her and she has kept an eye on me. K tells me now that the day I first ate her she knew that her heart was with the wrong person, but the times required her marriage to her husband.