For Mother’s Day my husband, who was out of the country,
sent me off to the Swingers Club for a Gang Bang. He arranged for a hotel room and made sure that my absolute
favorite extracurricular sex partner and his wife would be present and told me
to have a great time! Really!! No joke.
How many husbands would do that??
And OH what a GREAT time I had!
No sooner had I arrived at the club with Ron and Nora, we
went upstairs and Nora said “Watch my wine!” and BAM she was off. She headed straight into the fishbowl
room – window and door wide open – and climbed onto the bed and started to
play. There were two couples
already engaged in various sexual acts and one of the ladies was Madeline whom
I saw most recently at the amazing Gang Bang in March. Nora seemed to know everyone and she
dove in headfirst. I looked
through the glass to see Nora leaning over Madeline kissing dark mustached Daryl
while he thrust his fingers deeply and rhythmically in her pussy. Her pussy was
on full display to those of us watching through the window. With his free hand
Daryl was waving to Ron and I to join the party while his partner, Melanie, was
ardently sucking his cock. Ron
asked if I wanted to join in…and yes, I did, but I wanted to finish my wine
first and get my bearings. After a few minutes, Ron and I joined the group just
as Daryl and Melanie were coming out for a break but they promised to come back
soon. We took their space on the
bed and added a couple of towels to cover the immense wet spot Melanie had
produced from her orgasmic squirting.
As I lay back, Ron went straight for my G-Spot and I was on
cloud nine. I felt a burst of intense
pleasure emanate from my pussy and radiate through out my pelvic region. Each G-Spot climax expanded the
exquisite pleasure further and further through out my ravenous body. I squirted with each climax adding to
the already wet bed. With six
naked bodies on the bed it was a bit hard to keep track of everything going
on! Being Gang Bang night with a
wide open door, there were horny men beginning to filter into the room. On the
far side of the bed I could see that Nora was getting fucked over and over
again by a variety of men. She was
clearly having a great time getting fucked hard by these men. One man gently flogged her and she
seemed to like it. I was watching
her be directive and telling men to “fuck” her and “give it to” her and to “let
it loose now”. It was intriguing
and educational to watch her expressive enthusiasm and directive commands.
Meanwhile Ron shifted to allow other men access to my
body. I was sandwiched between
Madeline and the wall with Ron squeezed in between and his cock in my mouth. Daryl and Melanie returned to the group
and climbed onto the bed. Daryl
dove face first between my legs to eat my pussy. Melanie was doggy style getting slammed hard by Ron. Every few minutes Melanie would ask
Daryl, “Can I come yet?” And he
would answer her with a simple, “No, not yet.” And she would moan in frustration and continue fucking. This exchange went on repeatedly,
probably five or six times before Daryl said, “Yes, you can come.” And then
Melanie had a great bucking climax and melted onto the belt and her partner
completely sated. I was
intrigued by this unique dynamic between Daryl and Melissa. She gave him the authority to allow or
disallow her orgasms while fucking him or other people. And she actually did as she was told
like a good submissive would. I wondered who derived the greatest pleasure from
the exchange – Melissa because she gave control of her sexual response to her
partner and was at his mercy, or Daryl because he could control her pleasure
while she fucked another man and could choose to give Melissa the permission
she sought to orgasm or not. I am
not sure that I would wish to limit or restrict my carnal responses or submit
control over something so raw and profoundly, savagely mine to another person.
In succession, three different men had a go at pleasing me
orally and digitally. Lamentably,
I had fallen back into my cerebral self and was having a bit of trouble focusing
on the pleasure that I could derive from their actions as opposed to the
analytical exposition going on in my head of their sucking, licking, tonguing,
and fingering techniques and degree of perceived pleasure received on my part
resulting from each action. With
three men fingering and eating me back to back, it served as an interesting
comparison. Different facial hair
– some soft, some tickly and some down right prickly; diverse mouth, lip and
tongue textures – firm to nearly mushy, heated to almost undetectable,
passionate to seemingly rote; distinctive size and shape fingers – slender and
pokey to thick and brawny; and unique finger thrusting techniques all in such a
close time proximity made for an interesting comparative study….only I was at
a Swinger’s Club and was supposed to focus on pleasure and getting off!. In all honesty, I lost myself in my
mind and did not enjoy the moment for what it was. It was pleasant but not earth shattering in any way. A solid hard fuck by a big throbbing
cock would have shaken me out of my head, but it was not yet to be and I was
completely unable to ask for it!
I yearn for vaginal penetration by hard, sizeable, competent
cocks that can fill my pussy and fuck me thoroughly and voraciously, repeatedly
bringing me to climax until my body shutters and bucks with orgasmic rapture. Even so, Ron’s fingers on my G-Spot and
what he can do to my body with just his hand in my pussy is utterly
irresistible and virtually the height of orgasmic ecstasy. My G-Spot orgasms with Ron are absolute
body-encompassing, phenomenal climactic events and the more I get, the more
easily I climax and ejaculate, and the more I long for his fingers inside me. I absolutely crave it. No question about it. But the majority of men do not come
close to producing the utterly raw orgasmic response that Ron does – though a select
few club fucks have come close. So, I generally am much happier to have a hard
cock pounding away at my cunt than anonymous fingers exploring my pussy in
vain. And while oral on my pussy
alone can be delightfully pleasant, it is almost unheard of to bring me to an
orgasm…never mind anything earth shattering!
After a general lull in the action in the fishbowl, I
disengaged with a man who had been sucking and fingering my pussy. It was going nowhere for me with my
mind in its cerebral state anyway.
We all decided to take a break and get a snack. Ron and I headed to the shower to rinse
off and then joined Nora and Madeline at the table. As I sat down, Nora asked me how may cocks I had had and I
said “None.” She was
shocked!! I told her that my pussy
had plenty of mouths and fingers, but NO cocks. Nora knows that I love cock and that I am not ever entirely
satiated without it. We talked
about strategies for how I can better communicate my need to get fucked to the
men that are seeking to play with me. Communication is phenomenally important especially in the
world of non-monogamy – both with one’s spouse as well as with the potential
plethora of extramural sex partners. But, when I am fucking - one way or another – I have a brain
disconnect that limits my ability to find the words I need to communicate an idea
and then actually express myself.
Figuring out what I want, locating the words inside my head and then forming
the words and getting them out of my mouth, significantly distracts me from the
sexual act at hand and causes me to mentally disengage with the pleasure that I
am experiencing. And typically the
pleasurable moment is irretrievably lost as a result.
After our intermission we headed back upstairs. Somewhere along the way I lost Ron and
was navigating the scene as an apparent single woman. As a result the male and
female attention that I garnered took a rather dramatic upswing almost
instantaneously. I had several attractive
women approach me smiling flirtatiously asking about my leopard print
sleeveless dress. I smiled warmly enjoying their attentions but was
uninterested in a new bi-sexual experience on this night…I needed to get fucked
by some hard cocks and Gang Bang night was an excellent night to do just that! I leaned over the balcony rail scanning
the writhing dance floor below and without preamble the black man next to me
said, “You wanna go into a room with me and my buddy?” While I appreciated his directness, it
would have been nice if he had said a little more than essentially asking me if
I would go fuck him. And to be
perfectly fair, I have fucked men just on the basis of having my legs spread
and my juicy pussy open as an invitation and their hard condom-clad cocks being
next in line. I could not even
tell you how many cocks were in my cunt or who they belonged to after the Gang
Bang in March – so who am I to get picky about a man effectively asking me to
fuck him and his friend? At least he was up front. Maybe next time I will take up men on that kind of
offer. It is after all an honest
proposal for a sexual exchange, which is what I am at the Club for in the first
place.
When I turned to my left I saw Ron standing near. He was happy to be by my side but is
always also respectful and aware that I may wish to go off in my own direction
when opportunities arise. And at
some point I am very likely to do just that, but Gang Bang night was not a night
where I was comfortable being left to my own devices. Gang Bang night is one where a trusted partner and his wife
are valuable companions! Ron and I
decided to go find a room and get the Gang Bang ball rolling. I also saw a tall intriguing 40-something
man whose eyes easily revealed his attraction to me. He wanted to introduce me to his wife…but she seemed not to be
nearby – leaving me wondering if I was a potential playmate for his wife, for
him or both. He radiated an energy
and feel that unquestionably peaked my interest. I told him that Ron and I were going to find a room but that
he and his wife were welcome to join us.
He smiled and leaned down a few inches and gave me a tempting, provocative
kiss that sent a tingle directly to my groin. He said he could not come without consulting his wife, which
is perfectly laudable. I hoped he
would come, find and fuck me at some point in the evening!
Ron and I found a back windowless room that was freshly made
and ready for a romp with two unopened condoms tossed onto the clean sheet. We
deliberately left the door wide open.
As we entered the room and began disrobing there were people beginning
to peer into the room to see what was on offer. One man who had intermittently watched me engage with
several men earlier in the evening entered the room and asked to watch
again. Ron and I both affirmed
that he was welcome to watch. With
that he sat down on the chair in the room and shut the door. Both Ron and I said, “No, we want the
door open.” The man seemed a bit disoriented by our demand to leave the door
open but then remained seated and began to watch us a bit like a live
performance – which I suppose it was! Ron and I began to touch each other
desirously, kissing passionately and grabbing hungrily and quickly lying back
on the bed for a more thorough fuck.
Ron slid his fingers into my eager moist pussy and I was climaxing
almost instantly, squirting and making my own wet spot on the clean
sheets. Ron brought my G-Spot to
orgasm repeatedly and my entire body melted into the ecstatic sensation that
emanated from inside my pussy and coursed through my entire body. After allowing me to revel in the
euphoric sensation, Ron moved around to taste my pussy and my recently released
juices while allowing me access to his hard cock. In this aptly named ‘69’ position we tasted, licked, nibbled
and sucked each other. His cock
was engorged and my mouth eagerly took him inside. My face and lips took pleasure in the feel of his cock
rubbing up against my skin, which made me want to suck on him more and longer. During all this I would glance toward
the chair and door at sporadic intervals.
Curiously the man who asked to watch was there one minute, gone the
next, back the next, and gone again.
He seemed to drift in and out of the door repeatedly and randomly. It was most peculiar. He had been invited to join in the
sexual extravaganza earlier in the evening and had declined repeatedly.
Before I knew it, there were men asking to touch and fuck
me. Once again, I was baffled by
events and cannot give an accurate accounting of what took place. I know I was fucked a lot. First, I know that Ron fucked me thoroughly
and got the ball rolling. I
remember that Ron stayed with me on my right side and made sure that men wore
condoms. He also checked in with
me often to make sure I was okay. I
am not sure when Nora joined us, but she was in the room as well but not on the
bed, rather sitting in a chair next to the bed and door to the room. She was sucking cocks to get them hard
before they fucked me. I recall
that I had declined to give blowjobs.
I enjoy sucking on cocks, but I want to at least know whom they belong
to before taking them in my mouth.
The Gang Bang scenario does not really give me that luxury. I could not
even reliably say how many men I fucked never mind what they looked like or who
they were! I think the other club
is much more conducive to me for wanting to take a man I have just met into my
mouth. This club seems a little
bit edgy on the trust factor and I do not have a base level of trust in any of
the men that line up at the door waiting for a fuck on Gang Bang night.
We were in a back upstairs room off a small hall nearest the
ladies room. I was lying back on the spacious bed with my head toward to corner
of the room and my pussy facing the open door with my legs spread wide while my
pussy eagerly took one cock after another. Afterward Ron told me that I was fucked nine times including
him once and one guy twice. I had
no idea that I fucked the same guy twice. In all honesty, I can only remember a
few of the more notable men. The
best anonymous fuck was a powerfully built Mexican guy that Ron and Nora knew
and said was a good fuck. His hard
cock thrust vigorously and skillfully into my wanton pussy. I could feel his
muscular arms and thighs beneath my fingers and hands as he road me hard. He made my pussy grab his cock with
pleasure and I climaxed forcefully several times.
Another man wanted me to ask him to fuck me. I did as he asked and he climbed on top
and fucked me while always holding the condom on his penis. He told me what a “bad girl” I was
while he smiled and jammed his cock in and out of my pussy. Because he was holding his hand between
my body and his, rather than feel him fucking me I felt his knuckles rammed up
against my pussy. It was not the
greatest sensation but I suppose he was afraid the condom might fall off or
something. In any event, he was a
short-lived fuck and climaxed exceedingly swiftly.
I can still smell the coconut fragrance from a diminutive,
sinewy Polynesian man with long black hair. He fucked me with a physical intensity and tangible
proximity that was not present with the other unknown men. My hands explored his muscular back,
arms and thighs and my tactile senses were intrigued by his unique vigor that I
could feel just by touching his body. He seemed astonished that I actually spoke
with him briefly while he was ramming his cock into me to tell him that he
smelled exotic and tropical. He
did not respond but fucked me harder until he climaxed. And then he buried his face in my hair
at the crook of the right side of my neck and ravenously kissed and nuzzled my
neck – long enough for me to briefly wonder if he was going to leave a mark - and
then he hastily disengaged and left directly. He was unique in the anonymous
series being the only man to share any physical touch that could be perceived
as affectionate…even if fleeting.
I think the last fuck in the series was a man who referred
to himself as Randy Rabbit (obviously a pseudonym). Nora had fucked him earlier
in the evening and by all appearances had a good time. And now it was my turn. He liked to be chatty while fucking
away. I, for one, am not a good talker
while being fucked. It distracts
from my orgasmic focus. But he was
feeling social and was chatting away. It was a nice fuck but because I could
not lose myself in my head due to all the talking, I could not take myself to
that blissfully ecstatic carnal place where I longed to reside.
At one point an older gentlemen (whom I did not fuck but who
did taste my pussy and awkwardly rammed his fingers inside my cunt with less
than desirable skill) asked me what my Gang Bang record was. I thought it was a bit of an odd
question because I had never really considered myself fucking a series of men
for a numerical goal, per se. I suppose it was kind of like asking me how big of a
slut I am and his voice did reveal a hint of the slightest edge of a derogatory
tone when he asked. But, honestly,
I do not look at it in those terms at all. I love to be well and truly fucked and I usually find myself
wanting more and more even after I am fucked silly. So, for me the adage of ‘the more the merrier’ is totally
true. I love the idea of being
fucked over and over and over and over again by as many men as can continue to
bring me to orgasm. My orgasms just seem to build on each other over the course
of an evening and now I realize just how earth shattering they can get if I
keep on fucking! Each sexual
encounter is a prelude to even better orgasms because my body just becomes more
ramped up and utterly lascivious.
And my recent discovery of the insanely carnal pleasures of Gang Bang
fucking is overwhelming. I enjoy
being fucked by men with hard libidinous cocks that I do not know, one after
the other. There is no need for
niceties and formalities, just hard enthusiastic cocks to fill my fantastically
orgasmically hungry pussy. Gang
Bangs have been a powerful sexual fantasy for me for as long as I can
remember.
But, all good things must come to an end. I decided to call quits to the sexual extravaganza
as a foreign man was waiting for a turn but refusing to comply with the nudity
requirement. If I am naked and
fucking, the owner of the cock must also be naked. I heard Nora explain several times to this man that he must
undress. He seemed to either
ignore her or simply not understand.
Whatever the case, I did not wish to engage with him – clothed or not. Additionally there was another man waiting
in the wings and either Ron or Nora asked him if he was going to take a turn
with me. He said something to the
effect of, “I am still considering it.”
Well, if a man is ambivalent about fucking me then he is not fucking me. I am not waiting around while he
debates his options. Either fuck
me now or move on! My pussy and I
are not catering to the undecided.
So, that was that.
Ron, Nora and I headed back to the same funky, functional motel
after the Gang Bang. And after a
quick shower, we all settled in for the night in the king size bed with Ron
firmly ensconced in the middle of Nora and myself. “Settle in” might not be the best term since really Ron and
I, with our almost electric physical chemistry, embarked on an immediate exceptional
middle of the night fuck. While I
had, no doubt, been soundly fucked by an extensive variety of men and their
generous cocks during the evening at the club, my body continued to pulse with an
unrelenting desire and my pussy was raring to go for more, more, more. Ron’s touch on my G-Spot sent my body
singing with carnal euphoria and his full-bodied cock thrusting in my greedy
pussy was the perfect night cap to an already robust sexual evening. My senses still heightened from the
evening’s sexcapades, I climaxed immediately and repeatedly. Try as I might to
be still and quiet while Ron fucked me next to his sleeping wife, I was not
especially successful. I am
baffled at her ability to sleep through our sexploits, though on this
particular night, I was not entirely sure that she did sleep.
After a few hours of light sleep we woke for the day and Ron
aroused my pussy with hot coffee kisses directly on my vulva and clitoris. It was a bizarrely erotic and at times
a physically heated sensation, and one that I took pleasure in. Of course, I enjoyed it more given that
it was followed up by a stellar morning fuck! What a phenomenal way to launch a
fresh day. And what an amazing Mother's Day gift from my husband!
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