“I don’t think I’ve seen either of you here before. May I ask how you found us?” the woman asked.
I explained that Rick had told us about the party. Her face brightened at his name; he had evidently made a good impression. Then she gave us the house rules.
“If you want to have sex with someone, just ask. If they say no, then don’t make an ass out of yourself, just accept it. If you have sex with someone, you must wear a condom. If you don’t have any, there are bowls of them around the house. We accept donations for the food and drink. Most people give us twenty bucks,” she said.
The woman could tell I was hesitant.
“Don’t worry, I’m the only old broad here.”
I blushed. I pulled out two twenties, gave them to her, and the woman gave us a basket to put our clothes in. I don’t know why I was nervous about getting naked; it must have been because she was my mom’s age. I did manage to get it done, though, and she wasn’t bashful when she checked me out. I guess I expected a full-blown orgy to be in progress. What we found was soft music playing and nude people eating snacks and having cocktails. The good news was that our hostess was right: everyone else was either in college or recently out.
Looking around the room, I saw someone I recognized: Violet. I walked over to her and introduced her to Sadie. Violet, in turn, introduced me to Ben, the man she’d brought. I wasn’t sure how this worked.
“I would like to spend some time with you,” I said to Violet.
“Would you mind being with Ben?” she asked Sadie.
Sadie got a nervous look but calmed down when Ben smiled at her. I was a little shocked when we went upstairs and into the same bedroom. I was glad when Ben and Violet took the lead and began to kiss their chosen partner. Violet was a good kisser and soon had me forgetting there was another couple in the room. There was a bed and a couch, and Violet guided me to the couch.
Violet was more to my taste. She was five-eight and had a solid C cup with big nipples that just begged me to chew on them. Her hips were a little wider than I would have preferred, but she was cute. Violet had a tattoo on her lower back, what my mom called a ‘tramp stamp.’ Mom had warned me about girls like Violet. I just hoped she was right!
When she had me seated on the couch, she grabbed a pillow and put it between my feet on the floor. Violet then knelt down and spread my legs so she could suck me. I looked up and saw that Ben had gone down on Sadie. I glanced over at the door, and there were two couples watching us.
I tapped Violet’s shoulder to get her attention.
“What’s the deal with the voyeurs?” I asked.
“Early on, some people like to watch. You’re a good-looking guy, and some of the women want to find out if you’re any good. Just ignore them for now,” she said as she found a condom and put it on me.
I leaned back as Violet straddled my waist and slotted Mr. Happy. I felt the familiar thrill as I slid home. Once Violet got started, she wanted it hard and fast. It was good that I had already climaxed earlier, or I would have lost it early on. Violet finally had an orgasm and put me into a lip-lock as she wrapped me in a bear hug.
“I’d normally want to continue this and get you off, but you have a line,” she said. “I’ll talk to you later.”
With that, she hopped off, and Mr. Happy waved at a cute black girl who had to be six-one. This girl looked to be made for sex. I glanced over at the bed and Ben must have had sex with Sadie, because he seemed to be taking a nap and she was nowhere to be found.
I took my time with the new girl and laid her down on the couch. She loved it when I toyed with her breasts, and I found that her nipples were supersensitive. I soon had her begging me to do her, so I put on a new condom and slid into luxury. Her hot center took me to the hilt on the first try. The girl let out a loud moan when my nuts came to rest on her butt. Then she used her muscles to squeeze my dong, which made me moan.
“You keep that up, and I’ll erupt,” I warned her.
“Get me there first,” she ordered.
I smiled and began to give her long slow strokes while I played with her breasts. The girl reached between us and rubbed her nubbin. We got a good rhythm going, and she wrapped her long legs around my butt to urge me on. We continued for several minutes when she appeared to be getting close. I then did my short, fast strokes followed by long, slow strokes technique. The variety seemed to work every time I did it.
“Yes. Yes! YES!” she screamed as her velvet vise grasped me.
I joined her, unable to hold out any longer. I felt my sack tighten and then released the hound. It was a good thing she was a big girl because I collapsed on top of her. God, she felt good under me.
Mr. Happy was still half hard, but I decided I need a break. I went to the bathroom and cleaned up. I worried that the couch might be stained, if the amount of girl-juice on my package and stomach was any indication. As I walked back downstairs, I spotted Sadie in one of the bedrooms. She was having sex with an older guy who must have been the hostess’s husband. I quickly stepped out of the room since it made me think of my dad with a twelve-year-old. No one wants to see their parent have sex, especially like that.
I found a buffet, made myself a sandwich, and grabbed a bottle of water. I was halfway done with my snack when a bottled blond who needed her roots fixed headed towards me. Her rear and boobs had hand marks on them like she’d been treated rough. When the blond got closer, it looked like she had still-wet semen in her hair and on her face and breasts. This girl simply screamed trouble, and I was more than a little grossed-out. It looked like she must have taken on two or three guys.
“Want to have some fun, big guy?” she asked.
“Thank you, but I’ve already promised someone else,” I said, trying to be diplomatic.
The blond dropped down in front of me and tried to grab my member.
“No,” I said and stepped back.
God only knew what she’d been up to and where her mouth had been. Worse would be what I might catch.
“What do you mean, ‘no’?” she asked.
“Barbara Lynn, you know the rules,” our hostess said, appearing out of nowhere. “You’ve been warned. It looks like you’ve also broken the house rule and had sex without a condom. I’m going to have to ask you to leave.”
Barbara Lynn looked like she was going to protest, but our hostess had an edge to her that made Barbara Lynn think better of it.
I finished my sandwich and drink. I saw a college couple look my way, and the girl came over to me. She had large, natural breasts that swayed as she walked across the room.
“I hear you’re good. Would you like to show me?” she asked.
I had a twinge because of my rule about not sleeping with a girl who was either married or had a boyfriend. Obviously, her better half had sent her over here with the full knowledge of what we would do. She grasped my member and led me to a bedroom on the ground floor.
She pushed me on my back and put a condom on me. There was no foreplay, as she simply mounted me and began to use me as a human sex toy. Even though going to a swingers party and having random sex was a new experience, I wasn’t sure if I liked it. I preferred sex that had more of a personal connection, but I’d promised myself to try new experiences. I decided to just go with it.
That was when I realized what was off. I was normally in control. It felt like this woman was using me. While I’m not opposed to fulfilling a fantasy, I’m usually the one who decides what we’re doing. It’s a lot like dancing: someone needs to lead.
I was brought back to the present when she came like a screaming banshee. Holy Crap! She about burst my eardrum when she got off. I pulled out and left her to enjoy the afterglow of her orgasms.