Thursday, August 16, 2012

return to the sex party (Priapus) SeXStoRY

After my first time at the sex party I was well I'm not sure how to describe it, my confidence was up and I felt empowered. The parties were monthly, just about right more frequent and they wouldn't be special but less and I would start to stray. For my return visit I did some shopping I went online and did a bit of research then purchased something special which arrived on the morning of the party. I have a summer dress that was ideal lloose and flowing, slightly hippie and a bit girlie, I felt like the flake girl in it. I wore it with a belt low slung around my hips and beaded my hair to complete the look. Party time and the room was tense with anticipation as we circled the table with the bowl on it I was exempt as I was last weeks winner so when I wrote my name it was placed beside the bowl and I returned to my place in the ring. With rather exagerated ceremony the mistress of ceremonies drew a piece of paper from the bowl " This months subject goes by the name of Priapus" Remember I was quickly blindfolded last time so much of this was new to me. P was blindfolded and the girls came forward to remove his clothing, I skipped forward anxious to see if he was true to his name and went straight for his belt and Zip, A reasonable size and semi hard already we led him to a table that the men were bringing into the middle of the room. Naked he was guided into place and we bound his wrists and ankles with the straps provided. Standing back everyone started to strip. I removed my belt and unfastening the three buttons above my breast I gracefully lifted the dress over my head revealing an already fitted strap on cock. Everyone laughed and the man next to me patted me on the back, around the room I was getting thumbs up and smiles. Maybe they appreciated my sense of humour or maybe priapus wasn't as popular as he thought anyway I was just starting to wonder how to approach a man tied face up on a table when everyone lept into action it was like an F1 pit stop, the men brought in the ladies table while the other girls untied him quickly a number of strong hands lifted him and flipped him over onto the girls table face down, his wrists tied at the corners and his ankles down at ground level. I approached, lube in hand spreading it on the cock and realised that I knew nothing about anal sex, last month had been my first experience and as I was bound and blindfolded I saw nothing of the techniques. As I approached one of the girls a beautiful black woman going by the name of Khoikhoi spread P's butt cheeks and guided the tip of the strapon into his ring. Not knowing any better I decided that going slow was probably the best option so I grasped the shaft in my left hand and pulling on his hip, slowly entered his anus about three quarters of the length of the cock. As I tried to pull out I learnt another thing about fucking with strapons, they have to be real tight, as I pulled back the cock stayed where it was and a big gap opened up between me and the phalus. The straps were much too lose and I tried to reach behind me to tighten them, I met a pair of hands there already and gasped as the straps were tightened right up until they bit into my flesh. starting again I slowly eased myself in to the hilt and started to pull out. Slowly I went in and out as P made pained noises on each in stroke. Not sure what to do now I paused. motionless for a moment I felt several small hands on my pelvis and a firm push from behind as several of the girls started pushing me forwards and back. Faster and faster we worked the cock in P's ass as he groaned, writhed and sweated. The movement and close contact with the females in the group was exhilerating, and watching P get butt fucked by a gang of harpies was such a turn on, we only stopped when we were truly exhausted and withdrew the now quite shitty cock to give someone else a go. After that I was quite spent emotionally and spent the rest of the night quietly on the sidelines watching what went on. I don't know if P found out it was me that brought the toy, but my next turn in the circle promises to be interesting.

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