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It was in the late 70s. Vic, the guy I'd caught eating my wife out when I came home early one night, had introduced us to local sex parties. I had never dreamed there was so much of that type of activity around. We quickly slipped into the genre, became part of the crowd, and were invited to more and more parties.
One invitation we accepted turned out to be a very unique and interesting evening. It was in one of the newer, high-end developments of fully custom homes. When we arrived, we were greeted in the foyer by a very lovely older woman in an evening gown. You'd think she was going to the opera instead of being a greeter for a sex party. She graciously took the invitation that had been mailed to us and directed us to the men's and women's UN-dressing rooms (she emphasized the "un" with a dazzling smile). I gave my wife a quick kiss and said, "See you later," then went down the hall to the left as she went to the right.
At the end of the hall was a room, much like a gym locker room, but with cushions and leather upholstery on the benches, no locks on the mahogany lockers (cabinets, actually), and it smelled nice, too. There I met a few other men; we introduced ourselves and went through another door into a large room. It had soft, long shag carpet, a light red but not quite pink. The walls were lined with wide benches about the width of a twin mattress, but continuous around with the only openings at the two locker rooms. Above the benches were blacklight-lit black velvet paintings of two or more people in various sex acts. The rest of the floor was a sunken pit about 30 feet across and about two feet below our level. There were a few places that had a couple of steps down, so you didn't have to make the full drop all at once. But the most intriguing feature was an odd contraption smack in the middle.
At first glance, it looked like some kind of homemade medical table, but there the similarity ended. Well-padded and covered with a very soft cloth, the main "slab" was adjustable to varying torso lengths. There were two supports at one end, also well-padded that were obviously where a person's calves were to be strapped in. They were adjustable to both fit the person comfortably and to position their legs as desired, from closed to spread wide apart, legs straight or bent. Where the shoulders went was recessed slightly with another pair of supports designed for holding the arms. They were adjustable from placing the person's arms across their body to holding them below and under, out of the way. There was also a support for the head that would allow it to be positioned left, right, center, or tilted up or back. Finally, the whole contraption was on a pedestal that would allow the table to be adjusted with foot pedals for height and head/foot tilt. It was obvious that a great deal of attention had been given to the comfort of the person on the table, but it still looked a lot like some medieval torture device.
There were several people already there, all naked, chatting, drinking, smoking, and basically waiting for the party to start. None were paying particular attention to the contraption in the middle of the room, so I assumed they were all used to it. My wife was with a few women on the other side of the room, casting glances at it; not worried, simply curious.
Simultaneously out of each locker room appeared an older couple. He was very distinguished looking, tall with a pretty good body for sixty-something and a head full of silver hair. She was the woman who greeted us, now also naked and sporting one hell of a body. Note that this was before the days of the drive-thru plastic surgery like they have now. They walked into the pit next to the table, kissed, and turned to us. I noticed him holding a plastic tub.
The man spoke first in a polite, but commanding voice, "Welcome, guests. I see we have newcomers. Our rules are simple. 'No', in any form, means immediately stop what you are doing. Do not think, do not analyze, do not question. You STOP!"
The woman spoke, "This goes for men and women. If you think you mis-heard, err on the side of caution and stop. You can continue if you find you were mistaken. Forcing someone to do something they do not wish to do will get you ejected with extreme prejudice. Do not learn what extreme prejudice means here." Both were obviously used to being obeyed, probably powerful CEOs or business owners.
Their smiles returned and the man continued, "Tonight is Lady-On-The-Table night. The willing ladies have placed their names in this tub. I shall now draw the winner." He reached in, stirred his hand around, and pulled out a slip. "Connie," he announced. I was surprised. That was my wife's name.
Sure enough, amid clapping and whistles, my wife walked down into the pit to stand next to the couple. She glanced at me with a little smile, then turned her attention back to our hosts. The woman showed her how to mount the table and with great care for her comfort, strapped her to it, checking all the supports for comfort and ease of movement. It took a few minutes to get all the adjustments right. When Connie finally nodded, they turned back to us and said in unison, "Enjoy!" The lights dimmed and the party had begun.
I walked over to her to make sure this was what she wanted. "It sounded interesting, so I thought I'd try it. A couple of the women I met said it was the most amazing thing they'd ever experienced."
By then a man had come up, pulled out a small stool from beneath the table, sat down, and went to work eating her pussy. Her eyes closed as she moaned slightly, and I wandered off to watch from a distance. The man was massaging the insides of her thighs as he licked her ravenously. Meanwhile, another man walked up, tilted her head back, and slipped his dick into her mouth until his balls hit the bridge of her nose, then he started pumping in and out, slowly fucking her mouth. A woman came up, lowered Connie's left arm support and began rubbing Connie's tits and nipples as she rubbed her own pussy against Connie's shoulder.
My wife's hips began squirming and bucking and I could hear her whimpers and moans around the dick in her mouth. The man at her pussy moved his hands to beneath his chin, sliding fingers into her pussy as he sucked and licked her clit. As her moans turned into squeals, the man fucking her mouth threw his head back and let out a cry as he quivered in orgasm and shot his load into her throat. I could see her throat working as she swallowed. When he pulled out, the woman took his place, turning her ass to Connie, bending over, and backing her pussy up to her mouth. Judging from her expression, Connie went right to work as the man between her legs brought her to her own orgasm. I could see her juice dripping down onto the man's legs.
He stood up and sank his dick to the hilt in one quick hammer drive. Her legs spasmed against the supports. He pulled out until his dick head was just clear of her now gaping pussy hole and drove back in with the same force as before. Connie grunted as he slammed into her and groaned as he pulled out. I thought it was good that she was tied down, otherwise his jackhammering would probably have driven her teeth into the other woman’s clit.
A couple of other men were now massaging her tits and sucking on her nipples. The woman whose ass was in Connie's face came and I heard Connie snort as she blew pussy juice from her nose. The woman turned and licked herself from my wife's face, and gave her a deep, lingering kiss before leaving. The man working her left tit raised her head until it was level, then turned it so he could fuck her face from the side. The man fucking her pussy leaned over to suck on her now abandoned left nipple. Within seconds he came in her pussy, driving in harder than before. She was going to be sore tomorrow, no doubt of that. He pulled out and said something to her, then motioned to someone near the wall. A woman with short red hair, above and below, ran over, sat down on the stool, and proceeded to suck his cum from my wife's pussy, then ate her to another orgasm.
I was sitting on the edge of the pit, watching all this and suddenly realized there was someone kneeling in front of me licking her lips. It was the lady host and she wanted my dick. "I didn't want to interrupt your watching pleasure," she said.
"No interruption," I said, and she quickly engulfed my dick with her mouth. Not the greatest, but she definitely knew what she was doing.
The man currently fucking Connie's mouth came, and she swallowed his load, just to have her head turned to the other direction and the man who had been patiently sucking her right nipple while waiting took his turn with her mouth. A man and a woman came up to continue the stimulation of breasts and nipples. My wife was now quivering all over in what appeared to be a non-stop climax, whimpering, moaning, and crying out. God, I'd never seen her so hot before. The feel of the mouth on my dick added to the sensation and the room almost swam around me.
Another man came up to the redhead and said something to her. All I could make out was the word "ass". Together, they positioned my wife's legs up and back so not only was her pussy widely exposed, but so was her asshole. The woman then proceeded to lick the puckering rectum, then scooped juice from my wife's pussy and spread it liberally lower, greasing her up very well. The red head then stepped back, kissed the man deeply, and move out of the pit. The man slipped his dick into Connie's pussy for a few strokes, then pulled out and placed the head at her anus.
Slowly he rotated the head around while pushing gently until he slipped inside. My wife's quivering increased, and I noticed her hands clenching under the table. He held that position, gently rocking left and right for a few seconds, then slid the rest of his dick into her ass. She let out a cry around the dick in her mouth and that man pulled out. I heard him ask her if she wanted what was happening. She pulled her mouth off the cock and cried out, "Oh, god, yesssss. Don't stop. Fuck my ass, my pussy, my mouth. Fuck my whole fucking body. FUCK ME!!!"
That caused three things to happen. The man in her ass began fucking in earnest, the other man shoved his dick back into her mouth and rode it like it was a pussy, and I came in my host's mouth. She swallowed it down, smiled, and walked away. A woman I had not noticed sitting next to me bent over and sucked out the last drops. "Your wife is one hot piece. I can't wait to try her, but not on that thing," she said.
The ass fucker came with a loud groan and the redhead was right there to suck up his cum as it ran out of Connie's stretched rectum. Soon as she was done, a man who had to be part horse walked up. I winced when I saw what he was swinging. It had to be ten inches long and three across. As another load went down my wife's throat, he began working that bologna roll into her pussy, leaving her legs up as they were.
"That’s Henry, aka Donkey Dick," the woman next to me said. "Your wife's going to need some comfort." She got up and walked over to my wife's head, waving off a man heading in Connie’s direction as she approached. She adjusted Connie’s head straight, then began massaging her temples and wiping the sweat from her face. Henry had about eight inches into her and was still pushing deeper. My wife's mouth was open, and her breathing was ragged gasps as her entire body continued convulsing in orgasm.
"Uhhhhhhh, uhhhhhh, uhhhhhhh," was the only sound she was making with every breath. Fists were clenched below the table and her nipples were like spikes on her tits. Her entire body was flushed. Henry began stroking in and out. The room was filled with sucking and squishing sounds as he worked his fire hose in and out of her. Her cries matched his strokes and as he increased, so did they. Faster and faster he pistoned and she was almost screaming with every stroke now. I noticed her juice and his sweat slinging from his balls, coating the end of the table, his legs, and the floor below.
Suddenly with a cry, he grabbed her hips and drove deeper than he'd been before. My wife screamed as he went rigid, only his ass muscles clenching as he pumped his load into her. After her initial scream, she merely whimpered with each pulse of cum. She was so filled with his dick there was no room inside and his cum squirted out, onto him, the table, and floor. The woman was stroking her forehead, whispering comforts to her. As he pulled out of her, she groaned loudly, punctuated with what sounded like sobs.
As Henry moved away, a woman approached her pussy. "Oh, god, no more, please. No more," my wife begged. She was breathing like she'd run ten miles and was still quivering all over. Sweat was pooling on her belly, navel, and dripping off everywhere else. The woman approaching stopped in mid-stride and turned away. The one at her head lifted her hands. "That is good, please don't stop, thank you," Connie said in a quivering voice, looking up at her.
The woman continued stroking her forehead as our hosts walked up, each carrying a white towel. "Are you well?" the man asked.
Connie nodded, smiled, and said, "Yes. Tired, maybe in shock, but very well."
"Would you like to get up now?" the woman asked. My wife nodded again, and they set about disconnecting her from the table. One on either side, they helped her off the table and supported her as her legs were quite weak. Henry's cum ran down her thighs; the woman knelt and wiped it up with her towel. Then they helped her to one of the outer benches. I walked over to join her.
"Oh, my god, Steve. You cannot conceive what that was like. 'Amazing experience' does not even come close. I have never been so well fucked before. My whole body was an orgasm. Not IN orgasm, it WAS an orgasm." I felt a twinge of jealousy. That was an odd sensation.
"I guess you are wanting to do it again as soon as you can, then," I smiled and said.
"No," she replied. "Once is enough." But there was a look in her eye that said otherwise.
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