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Sallys Fouth Conquest

For the next seven days both Paul and I were perpetually turned on about anticipating the party Saturday night. Paul even took a long lunch on Wednesday to have a twenty minute quicky. Hell, we didn't even go up stairs. He simply made access making me drop my jean shorts and mounting me from behind while I bent over the notorious glass topped table. As soon as he came in me He pulled out, zipped up and told me he was late. He was gone in a flash.

Some women might have been offended, but I was quite floored by his dedication. He drove half an hour, to deposit his seed in me as quickly as he could and risked trouble at work to do it. This from a guy who makes over two hundred k after taxes, not some nineteen year old with raging hormones. Needless to say I was anticipating the party as much as Paul and we even stopped having sex Friday and Saturday morning to get ready. About noon Carol called me and ask if we would like to prep the rooms. All we were doing was waiting, so we said why not. The destination was what had been a pretty up scale motel at one time before the new interstate had opened, It was still in good shape but it certainly was not at capacity. The manager and his wife were members of a local swinger's group which had become known as the supper club. The manager had to list the rental as something. Fortunately Benny had done this little transformation a few times. While I was helping Carol with the refreshments The guy move all the chairs and other furniture into one room and then moved the two beds into the other. As I was helping Carol and Lisa,(the manager's wife) arrange the room I peeked into the other adjoining room. The guys had taken the beds and lined them up along one wall. Basicly making the room one enormous bed with about a five foot gap at it's foot to the other common wall. Me and the other girls arranged the other room. Two tables with four chairs each and the dresser was pushed up against the second from the other room, with a table cloth it became a nice table. Add two love seats and we had a nice greeting area. This place had four floors so we were the only on the top floor- Which I thought was sort of neat. As we returned with the last of the refreshments, we found the guys sitting drinking beer, watching some collage football. Lisa announced ,?OK, busters, we don't quit until the job is done?. She barked out a laundry list of thing to be brought up; towels, extra hangers, one big trash can, TP, tissue and ice?. The guys got up and moved with a purpose. I was starting to like Lisa. Anyway she explained the rules of the club while we got the food and drink ready. She had a couple of beer boxes of liquor, and I thought that was quite a lot to furnish. Lisa told me not to worry, ?A lot of people brought their own bottle and left it, the bottles belonged to the club?. After we got the food ready Lisa had about half the table empty. ?Hey we are a supper club that loves to swing, not swing club that likes to eat? she joked. ?Most the women that attend our gatherings bring food, you would be missing out if you don't try every thing, some of us old broads can dish out some grub?. I as about the other members, she elaborated, We are mostly empty nester's that have tried the Lifestyle and liked it, other than that we are as similar as any group of people. ?Don't have any pot or any thing else, some of our members are cops. We are careful not to break any laws?. We usually have announced time of between four to midnight, but hey, if you want to crash here that is cool too?. Any way I guess it was about three or so and the guys got absorbed in the foot ball game while me and the girls talked and played gin. About an hour later the other members started arriving. Most of the women brought a covered dish and the men carried gym bags. By six Carol told me that they weren't expecting anyone else and the party started.

Lisa, was playing host, so she got everyone's attention and introduced us by name and made a short introduction of each person there. I would never remember all fourteen of them. I had meet four of them, two today but the rest? Afterwords the room went back to us engaging in light conversation and I was a little disappointed that no one hit on us, I started to hear the word ?ice breaker? circulate among the conversations in the room.

Lisa approached us and said, ?OK, we have this game, and if you want to participate is your chose. Basicly it is a dice game. Each person throws two dice in a chip bowl and the first person to pull box cars or twelve is it. Then they are blind folded and taken to the back room. The members of the opposite sex in this room will throw dice until some one gets snake eyes, they are the 'winner ' and then join you. Sense you two are the newbies, We are letting you be 'it' if you think that it would be fun?. I looked around the room at the men present, while I doubt that any were going to grace the pages of GQ , I didn't see anyone particularly repulsive. Basicly I would have sex with any of them on a dare. I realized this was a sort of test, to see if Paul and I really were in the Lifestyle and had a little back bone, I looked at Paul and saw he was looking at me already to see what my answer would be. Well, nothing ventured, nothing gained, so I blurted out ?Go for it ? and heard several people clap in approval Lisa motioned me into the back room and told me to get ready, later clarifying that by saying ?get undressed?. As I striped she hung up my cloths on a hanger and even used some cloths pins to secure my bra and panties. Lisa nodded with approval, ?I think you are going to be pretty popular? with that she used an old men's tie and effectively blind folded me. ?Go ahead and get on the bed, your partner will be in in a flash.? I could hear the dice landing in the bowl in the next room, Again and again, I was figuring the odds of snake eyes in my head when I heard a cheer go up and I new some one would be in with me in a moment.

I felt pretty vulnerable setting nude in a room blindfolded. But I heard movement in the room with me and the unmistakable sound of a belt and zipper being removed. Some more movement then someone sit next to me. I don't know why, but I haven't been that nervous sense me and Tommy Watson decided to ?go all the way? when I was fifteen. He was sitting on my right side and I felt his arm go around my waist and a hand gently cupping my chin as he guided me to a nice kiss. I note he was considerate enough to have had a breath mint before he frenched me. We kissed for a few minutes and he had started to caress my breasts and kiss my neck. Then I heard him whisper ?scoot back? and I did so until I could lay down with my head on a pillow. My unknown lover gently but quickly had his face between my legs and started a relentless assault on my cookie with his tongue. I wasn't completely oblivious to what was going on I could hear whispers and movement and I am sure most of the folks at this gathering were watching me and my unknown paramour. As I warmed up I lifted my knees and told whom ever to mount up. I know, in all the porn movies that the chick always sucks the guy first. I have always thought that that was a waste of hard pecker. Paul, at least prefers to be inside me. Now I have uses for cock sucking, especially if a want a double header or Paul had had a hard day and I want to get him to sleep. But I think that most guys would rather be having a ride on my pussy. Between pussy fucking and cock sucking, pussy wins.

I was wondering if I could tell how big this guy was,( is my pussy calibrated?). As he eased into me I perceived him to be about six plus and really thick. Not that hard, but to be fair he had just started. After he bottomed out he paused for about a minute. This guy had been around and actually cared enough to make me as comfortable as possible. A gentleman to say the least. That little pause should be a requirement, but most men don't know. On his first stroke he was easy in and out, slowly and full length,(thank you) then he slowly built up force and tempo till he felt me release and he almost immediately released his gift inside me. He gave me a soft kiss on my lips, dismounted and left as I was catching my breath. I heard someone climb up beside me and it turned out to be Lisa as she removed my blindfold. ?That looked like it was fun? she said. I saw three other couples in the room, as I set up I was handed what I initially thought was a towel, but to turned out to be a loose fitting Afghan. I pulled it over my head and realized that all but four of the people had removed their clothing and were now sort of dressed in a sort of uniform. Afghans in subdued colors, their clothing neatly hung in the open closet . She explained, ?We have had problems finding our clothes after we start so we thought this was a good solution. It isn't a hard and fast rule but we usually do not go necked in the other room.? She did make sense. I was getting to like Lisa more.

As I returned to the front room, there was a little cheer as I emerged for my first experience with the group. I announced?Now it's your turn, Paul?. Lisa guided him into the next room for his preparation and the ladies of the group started to throw dice into the bowl. I had figured with my limited math the odds of making snake eyes was about thirty six to one, one of the girls ask if I wanted to try, and I told her I was still recovering. Anyway the dice were passed until a sort of thick girl with blond hair and deep blue eyes won. She gave a little 'yesss' as she shook hands with the other five competitors and peeked around the corner to see if Paul was ready.

I meanwhile was looking at the men trying to identify the guy who had just had his dick inside me. They were not telling at that moment.

Not to belabor a point, I wanted to thank him. I turned and followed the majority of the group into the free area in front of the ?bed?.

I heard the blond's name as she made her way to Paul- ?Jeannie? with a couple of friendly cat calls from the other ladies ?Get him girl? and ?Rock his world?. All and all the atmosphere was that of a relaxed sporting event. Jeanne wasted no time, by the time I could see into the next room she already had her task in hand,(and mouth). She was aggressively working on Paul with both hands and sucking his head with a full on technique I had not witnessed before. Paul was toward the center of the beds with about four couples engaged in various light play while they watched Paul and Jeannie.

As soon as Paul was erect Jeannie mounted him and started a hard ride. Considering the energy she was putting into her attentions to my husband, I didn?t think that he was going to last very long. I was correct ,in about ten minutes he groaned and grabbed Jeannie by the hips as he came in her. With that she let out a deep breath and uttered the word ?nice? and dismounted Paul and made a hasty exit before Paul could catch his breath. I seriously doubt that she had had time to orgasm, that was not the point, making Paul cum was the purpose of the opening act of this show.

I know you want to hear that everyone piled into the bed and had a wild fuck fest like in the movies, but a real swingers party isn't like that. For one, if it was I doubt it would last more than a hour or so if that was what we did. Secondly this was a party with sex, not a sex party. We talked, ate, had drinks, joked, played games,(like an adult version of spin the bottle) and occasionally we went into the back room. Usually there were two or three pairs on the bed , They were not couples- they were partners in pleasure, for the moment. Usually some one would suggest a swap or ask permission to ?visit ? with another's husband or wife and off they would go, for a fair amount of time, come back dressed in their robes and start visiting again.

At about eight or so we were talking with Lisa and her husband Jimbo,(a retired Marine with a sunburned complexion and a thick solid body). And she ask us to join them for a little fun. We didn't have to say a word, Paul took me by the hand and led me to the bed. There were two other pairs already fully engaged when we entered and the smell of sex permeated the room. We dropped our robes and greeted our new partners with a nice hug and a deep kiss and started some relaxed and potentially fulfilling sex. The sight of so many people engaged in different stages and possessions as they pleasured each other was a little overwhelming, and I liked it. Jimbo surprised me , him being a man's man and all. He was actually quite gentle with a light touch. Best of all he definitely knew how to give head. I looked over at Lisa and Paul, I knew he was being successful in their quest to climb Mount Orgasm, Lisa's toes were pointed straight up as Paul delivered himself into her with now a rhythm of a four four beat.

As Jimbo entered me, I realized that it had been him during the opening act of this little get together. I said, ?Well hello again? as he bottomed in me. He laughed and told me that he was going to do a better job this time. Gosh, he wasn't kidding.

There are down sides to having so many people having sex together. The two toilets were almost constantly occupied by us girls, to pee, douche, shower, etc that the guys resorted to using the sinks in the alcove a urinals. I usually don't talk about condoms in my narrative, but we play safe, I just don't find them that interesting. Sex can be a very dangerous thing, if you wouldn't handle a fire arm recklessly, why would you risk getting sick from something that is suppose to be fun. There were condoms a plenty, there was an assortment bigger than what a box store carried. I actually like bareback a little more, but with the exception of my first conquest, who was more than likely a virgin, all my sport fucking has been with a glove. Paul even used a condom on me for a while, not because he was afraid of contracting something, but because he was trying different brands and styles to see which worked best for him. Secondly we are swingers, not porn stars. We are mostly in our forties and fifties, we all show some wear and tear. Among the guys there was not a six pack ab to be seen. Face it, most of us at our age look better with our cloths on.

Our second screw was far superior to the first. And I think by this time everyone had had a backroom session at least twice. As ten rolled around there was a definite lull in the action, as people were satisfied but not nearly ready to throw in the towel. I always thought that a party like this should be one you should have to craw home from, but actually we did only one more thing outside of simple one on one screwing. One of the girls suggested we have a gang bang, and they did it differently than the porn movies. Some lucky girl was going to get mounted by every guy there, but the men's cumming really not the issue. Basicly the chick that drew the magic ticket got tag teamed by each guy for about five minutes or less. A couple of girls acted as ?fluffers? so there would not be any break in the action. Forty minutes of straight fucking, I passed, but Lisa told me that it was quite an experience, the only thing that compared to it was about ten minutes on a Sullivan? I have never heard of one, but she said it was a saddle shaped thing that got you off quick and hard, like a vibrator on steroids I guess. Any way the four girls that wanted to do this played poker for the pot, of being first. The guys drew cards from one to eight to find to find our their turn. One girl was timing, one was getting the next guy hard and they traded and shared their tasks. Usually there were just five in the room engaged in this activity but I have to admit, most of us were watching from three sides. Eve, went first and she told Lisa she wanted them to go for three minutes, which was fine. A guy named Rickey was first and Eve got him hard as Carol worked on Paul the number two man. Actually this operation went quite smoothly. I doubt there was more than a ten to fifteen second pause between guys. And this was a way to keep the party going, the guys were all screwing some and the girls were assured a really dynamic experience not to fail to say several orgasms. The spectators were a lot more active than they had been earlier, more head being given, more caresses, more kissing , bur not as much coitus, (that's a fancy word for fucking I learned recently). Most of the girls were waiting their turn ?in the barrow? and I was reconsidering taking the plunge. There were still some life left in the party but the energy level was going down quick. About midnight the blankets started to get brought out from the closets and people were starting to crash and we split. Making our departure as gracious as possible. I picked up several phone numbers from the other women and promised to get together in the future.

?What did you think? Paul asked me as we were driving home, ?I enjoyed it, but I am not that turned on about going back, I did like meeting all the new people and I would love to have them over for some play time, but you will have to ask me next month if I want to do an other party.? That was as honest an answer as I knew how to give.

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