Party

When we were in bed, I looked at my sleeping wife, Crystle. She was exhausted. I lost the number of times. By the end, it looked like she had a constant orgasm.

Me? I could only come twice. No, I wasn’t the one causing all her orgasms. No, it wasn’t one dick. There were four dicks next to mine she enjoyed. One after the other. While one she fucked another to get it hard again so it could fuck her again and add another load of hot sperm to that already in her tight well fucked cunt.

When I was 19, my father packed us, took us to Connecticut to attend my cousins’ wedding. I hadn’t seen the family since I was five. The wedding went fine. After the reception, everyone went back to my uncle’s house to continue the party. At the reception I had some other cousins I never met. Kathy, Kevin and I stole a bottle of wine and snuck up to drink it. We found an empty bedroom and started our own party.

My new friend asked me to go to dinner with two other couples at his friend’s house. He said they did this occasionally, and they try to change for it. I wore a nice “base black” with a v front that my friend Dave liked to look down.

The party was fun, but nothing spectacular. The only thing that was really interesting was when our host, Jim, talked about studying hypnosis while taking some psychological courses at university. He asked me to get hypnotized, and to feel a little wild, I let him. He held up a diamond pin, and he flashed the light in my eyes. He told me my eyes would follow it as he slowly moved it back and forth. His voice kept talking to me quietly and quietly, and told me I was very relaxed and calm. Soon I floated, I wasn’t worried about anything, I did what he said. He put me on the usual stage hypnosis tricks, quacks like a duck, unable to bend my arm. He even hardened my body and put my head on one chair and my feet on the other, had one of the other girls standing on my belly. Very strange.

I’ll never forget the night I went to a party with some friends of mine. Most of them were married. Their age was 16 to about 26 years. Most women were between 16 and 21 years old. The party got a bit wild, a lot of drinking and most women/girls do a lot of blinking their charms.

My only friend, his wife was 17, they were only married about 8 months ago. Of course he fucked her six months before they got married. Anyway, she blinked with one of her tits, nice sturdy petite with pretty big nipples. Never both at once. She would also sit or dance in a way that you see a nice view of her tight bikini through filmy panties. You even got a flash of her pubic hair through her panties, they were so filmy. Like she had nothing. He seemed to show her charms to the other men and women.

My ex-boyfriend, Jerry was gone for two weeks, worked out of town, and I was expecting him home around 8:00 Friday night. I was as horny as hell and all I could think of was getting him into bed when he got home.

The phone rang around 4:30 and it was Jerry. He said he was sorry, but he had to work the weekend and he wouldn’t be home till Monday. “What am I supposed to do, I miss you” I said. Jerry said in a funny way, “I’m sorry, but you could always go to town and get fucked if you want to.” I was shocked that he said this and asked him if he was serious. He said he wouldn’t mind if he did the same. Finally he said, “Go on, enjoy it, I’ll see you Monday.”

Linda and I were looking forward to the party. We’d been there before, so we had a pretty good idea what to expect. They had a dance every other week, and many of the couples got a room at the motel for some playtime after the dance. The last time we left, we were invited to a room, but this time we had our room.

We got there early and registered for the room. Then we went to see the room. The motel is one of those two stories that seem to be everywhere. Linda turned into her short red mini dress. She wore it without a bra or panties and when she bent over her breasts almost fell out. She can perform a show in two directions at once.

“This man and his wife love key parties” Emily said it. “The boys throw their keys in a pile and the women pull a set and go home with the man who belongs to the keys.”

“What? That’s not how they do it, is it? I asked her. I was intrigued, stimulated, really. I read and dreamed about this, but I never believed they were true. I thought people were just telling stories, wishful thinking, I’d say. My wife, barely 28, let me meet one of those “key” people. Apparently, when I talked to Emily about these things, I made an impression, and since Emily has a nice pussy, I think she was herself excited by the thoughts, especially knowing I’d give her permission to fuck other men.

Although I wasn’t looking forward to having friends tonight… I had to admit the food went well. My ribs were mildly painful from laughing at Steve tell us about how he tried to get into his football uniform and wide open the cross. You suggest that we feel more comfortable in the living room, so we all filled our wine glasses and moved to the living room. Dimly lit and soft music play the furniture filled quickly so I sat on your lap. Brian (who is never without a story) starts to tell us about the problems he had in chemistry at university and requires tutoring. He told us that all he learned from his teacher was the right way to fuck and we all laughed. This naturally leads to the exchange of our erotic school stories.

The day started perfectly. I went to a beach party with the other girls. The last class threw a big cooking contest on the beach to raise money for our prom in about a month. I was part of one of the clubs responsible for buying food and drink. We had to be at the beach by 10:00 to get everything ready. The party starts at noon and lasts until late at night. In fact, they’d get a small barn fire as soon as it got dark. I knew it was gonna be a good day, and I couldn’t wait for it to start.

They were my best friends, but they got carried away, and it cost me a lot. My name is Gloria and I’m 18, brunette, and what I would call a pretty lucky girl. My only problem is I’m terribly shy. I only went out once and it was a disaster. I couldn’t talk to the boy at all. On my 18th birthday, all my friends threw a surprise party at one of their homes. The girl’s parents were out of town, so we had her house to ourselves. I didn’t know it at the time, but this would be a makeover party for me where my friends were trying to make me up and break my embarrassment. They all had boyfriends and they knew I was probably the prettiest girl in school who was a virgin at my age.