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The Party House

The first night of fucking other men besides my husband had been a success. We often went back to Eddie’s Pub but never to fuck openly in the parking lot. There was an unused store room that the guys cleaned out and we used. It had an old pool table in it that was just the right height for fucking. We didn’t always use it for that but often we would take our drinks back there and sit where the music wasn’t so loud or the smoke as thick.

Eddie’s wife was no longer alive to care about what the storeroom was used for, but a friend of his, a deputy with the sheriff’s office, did tell him that paid or not, we had to quit fucking on the premises. George, pickup guy, then introduced us to Steve and Rachel.

Steve and Rachel had a party house and once a month hosted a swinger’s party there. Steve was retired Navy, worked for the postal service, and kept his Harley in the garage. Rachel was a secretary for a local attorney and was Bi. The monthly parties gave Rachel a chance to savor and play with any of the girls who were interested and Steve got to play with the ones who were more into guys. These were couples only parties and while my husband and I were welcome, single guys were not.

The house had been Steve’s brother’s house but when the brother moved away, the housing market was so bad he couldn’t sell it. Steve bought it from him and spent almost a year repairing and fixing it with an eye toward selling it when the market turned around. To help fund the repairs, Steve and his wife started the parties. The twenty dollars per couple at the door entrance fee was enough to cover the costs and help with the utilities.

As he did more work, the house became the kind of party house of many a wet dream. The bedrooms were fitted with king-sized beds, a Tiki-bar was built by the pool and hot-tub, a sex swing hung from the den ceiling, a pool table was installed, and several padded spanking/fucking benches could be found in the living room and the den. The big screen TV in the den played hardcore porn throughout the night. Every one brought a side dish or dessert and it was BYOB.

Steve let us use his house a few time during the week or on weekends when he and his wife were not hosting a party. He was always present and would often take a fuck with me on the swing. I really liked the swing and my husband told me if I was a good little slut he might get me one for my birthday. You can imagine the flood of pussy-juice that produced!

Steve and my husband were both a little kinky. Even before we were married my husband showed me how spanking, flogging, or a few whacks with a riding crop on my ass could make me cum almost from the anticipation of him using me that way. He never hit me in anger, but a dark red ass from my birthday spankings were always photographed and put in my album of memories. Of course there were the Christmas, New Year, Valentine’s Day, and etc. spankings that marked each holiday of the year. His birth-month was a particularly enjoyable time on the spanking bench in our bedroom!

No one had ever been allowed to use me like my husband did until the third time we were going to the party house to meet Steve and some of the guys. There were now about fifteen to twenty men between the ages of 42 and 67 who would come to these parties. A couple of the guys brought along their lady friends who loved to suck cock and the guys waiting to use me would get their cock sucked in anticipation of fucking me. As we were getting ready to go to Steve’s, my husband told me he was going to let Steve give me a spanking and flogging that night. While he was telling me this, he was running his hands over my body, licking my tits, and when he put his hand on my pussy he could feel how wet he had made me. He laughed, “Well, I guess that is a yes from you then!”

Steve met us at the front door and gave my nipple a little tug as I took my clothes off in the foyer. He hung my things up in the closet, took my bag, and my husband put some bottles of wine in the fridge. I never drove on these nights and the only garments I wore were a short skirt that barely covered my ass, a see-through blouse, and shoes. I left the shoes on.

Some of the men were already in the den or the pool. It was a warm night and a dip in the pool looked just wonderful. One of the girls was sitting on the edge of the pool with her legs open and Frank was licking her cunt. No one wore any clothes or bathing suits so everything was open to everyone. I could see by Frank’s dick, he would probably be my first fuck of the night. The dip in the pool would probably be at the end of the night for me.

Steve brought me a glass of wine and my husband helped me get into the sex swing. Steve was already hard and being the host, he went first. I knew what was going to come later with Steve and the anticipation of that was folded into the string of orgasms his dick pulled from me. Frank was out of the pool and dried off before Steve started and while he waited a turn he spent the time sucking my breasts.

Other guys came and went, some had one turn on me and others had two. I was stuffed full of cum and the trash basket of wet wipes near the swing filled up with the evidence of how much fucking had occurred. Most of the guys had left by the time Steve and my husband got me out of the swing. My whole body felt so wonderful! I had never known such joy as I had from being used by a bunch of men in front of my husband. His smile and gentle caresses told me he had enjoyed it also.

Steve brought me a plate of food and another glass of wine. When I finished, I saw my husband get his favorite flogger from his carry-all. It was made of soft leather flails and was what he usually started with. I knew he also had his riding crop in the bag and a couple of his other toys. Steve had a Saint Andrews cross, but my man wanted me over the pool table. Steve stood on the other side where he could hold my hands and watch what my husband was doing.

The first stoke across my ass made me quiver all over. He knew how to use me and the harder and faster he got, the closer to orgasm I was. Before I could cum he switched the flogger for his riding crop, the sharp sting of the crop stopped my orgasm from building and brought me back to the present. Next, came the spanking. My reddening ass was becoming hot but not as hot as I was. Again he could feel me about to cum and this time he thrust his fingers into my cunt at just the right time and I came all over his hand.

My husband nodded to Steve who let go of my hands and moved to take up the position behind me. As Steve picked up his flogger, my husband took my hands and held me for Steve to use me. I was flogged, cropped, and spanked but when Steve finished, he shoved his hard dick into my pussy and finished me off with multiple orgasms before he shuddered and filled my cunt with his cum. Pictures were taken of my red ass and the copious amounts of cum dripping from my pussy.

I jumped into the pool while the boys cleaned up the floor under the swing and next to the pool table. The trash baskets were all emptied and the kitchen made ready for the next time. I finished off the night with some time in the hot-tub. Steve had scented the tub with lavender. The warm bubbly water and smell of the lavender relaxed me to the point of euphoria. We had to go and after drying off, the last thing I did before leaving the party house was dress and with my husband leading the way, he drove me home.

After each of these encounters with men other than my mate, we would shower together. He soaped me all over paying particular attention to my pussy and ass where cum had oozed out of me. With the hand shower he would rinse me all over and clean the inside of my cunt with the sprayer. In bed he would caress me and fuck me so that after he came I could fall asleep with his dick inside of me.

We used the party house often and each time tried to change it up a bit to keep it interesting. Sometimes we did doggy style and at other I was in one of the bedrooms with several guys on the bed waiting their turn, fucking me, or one of the other girls was on her knees sucking cock while the guy waited his go at me. Usually at the end of the evening my husband and Steve would give me a wonderful flogging and spanking followed by Steve fucking me on the pool table or the spanking bench. The end of the night, when we were at home, it always ended with my husband fucking me after out shower and me falling asleep with his dick inside of me.

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