Alternate title: I think I hosted my first sex party.
I’ve been staring at this screen for a full five minutes. I’m not even sure where to start. The facts, I suppose.
He told me also wanted to invite a third man who had a “huge cock”.
Now please understand – Lewis has a huge cock, at least to me. My best guess it’s he’s a solid 9 inches. So a guy who is even bigger? Holy hell. I was admittedly excited at the prospect. Lewis had tried to get him to join us before but he couldn’t arrange childcare.
Yes, we are in a dual world of being parents and also naughty sex fiends.
Then Lewis told me he’d invited Val, from the last MFFM – and when I asked whether he didn’t think I could handle all three of them, he explained since he thought I wasn’t keen on DP he wanted to ensure there was no man left behind.
I wasn’t overjoyed she was joining but in hindsight it’s just as well. I can only have giant cock in my mouth for so long. My jaw gets sore. Another woman there to share them was definitely helpful.
Generally, I like her. She was the first to arrive and we had some girl talk. I think she was interested in knowing where things stood with me and Lewis. She asked whether we were dating and I was honest in my answer: no, but I would. I told her he and I had lots in common and finding that was rare for me. But I didn’t think he was interested because it hasn’t happened and we never talk about it.
Her experience with him is quite different. They met on AFF. She said they never talk and have only had one meal together (and joked even then they didn’t talk much). She plays with couples and says sometimes she tries to find women for him. But she doesn’t see him often.
She asked whether I would be okay with him having sex with others if he and I were dating. I told her I could see myself being okay with it if I was comfortable with how my partner felt about me and if we played together. She laughingly gave me clearance for he and I to date.
Lewis showed up, asked to turn on a sports event, and wandered back and forth from my living room to watch, to my kitchen to chat with us, until Clark showed up. We made small talk for a bit and I made everyone drinks.
We retired to my bedroom. I joked with them they all got undressed so fast and I hated undressing myself, so Lewis came over to assist. Clark and Val were hanging out on my bed and getting cozy, while Lewis and I had some standing up action until he bent me over, I held my footboard and he started ramming me from behind. It’s one of his go-to moves.
It all becomes burry after that. One difference this time is Val and I didn’t sexually engage at all. Which was fine, I was hardly left unoccupied at any point. I fucked Lewis, he fucked Val, I fucked Clark, at one point Lewis fucked me while Clark fucked Val from behind and she had her hands and mouth on Lewis’s balls. That was fun.
I got used to not always knowing whose hands or mouth were on me.
And then our fifth showed up. Val was on my balcony smoking a joint, so she let him in. I was being spit roasted; fucked by Lewis and sucking Clark’s cock, but ever the hostess I shook his hand, told him it was nice to meet him and offered to get him a drink. I think everyone was quite amused by that.
He didn’t have a bigger cock. It was slightly thicker than Lewis’s (so still great!) but not noticeably longer. Not a complaint but a statement of fact. He was a few inches shorter than me, very built but not bulky, with huge soft lips and a smile that lit up the room. Val had told me he was sweet, and he was.
It was a lot of fun with three men. These guys don’t seem to have any issue sharing, they know how to keep women engaged, and how to rotate.
It could have been the oxytocin but I swear Lewis and I shared some intimate moments. In the context of a sex party, of course – he would whisper encouragements or requests in my ear. “That’s it Ann, take that big cock.” You know, romantic stuff. But all kidding aside, I did feel like I was his primary and also there was sensuality to our coupling that I thought was absent with him and Val.
On the other hand, perhaps I was too busy being railed by another guy to notice.
At least I have a sense of humor. Gets me through the day.
Clark had to leave shortly after midnight as he had to work early that next morning. The remaining foursome managed to rally but by 1:30am I was completely exhausted. I’d had too many orgasms to even count. My legs were weak. My pussy though? Ever the trooper, felt great. I wasn’t even sore the next day.
I kissed everyone goodnight, went back upstairs to my bedroom, removed the waterproof sheet I’d put under my fitted sheet, retrieved my pillow from the closet (the last thing I wanted was someone else’s ass all over my pillow), and crashed.