Playground Tales 6: An Orgy For Goddess

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Playground Tales 6: An Orgy For GoddessMy friend from high school and I have a Friday tradition of going for drinks at a tiny little bar halfway between our apartments, and we try to aim to get there as early as we can. A typical Friday involves me leaving work and driving straight to Boytoy’s apartment, starting the weekend off right by getting that huge cock into me. A ‘quickie’ with him is never a five minute frantic fuck though, no matter how little time I might say I have, he always takes his time and makes full use of a Goddess in his bed and at his mercy. By the time I leave there, most often with cum running down my thighs, I spend the drive home deciding on the Yay It’s The Weekend take-out meal for dinner, then I get ready to go out, ideally pulling into my parking spot next to my friend’s car at the bar no later than 7pm. If for whatever reason I won’t see Boytoy that night, I’ll try to pick up dinner on my way home from work, keeping in mind I work four minutes from home so it’s not a long drive, and if all I’ve got to do is grab a quick shower and throw on a dress (and nothing else, of course), then I can be sitting down to a nice cold beer where everybody knows my name by 6. It’s to the point where we walk in, and by the time we’ve sat down and gotten ourselves settled at Our Table, in Our Seats, our glasses of beer are being placed in front of us by a sexy blond boy, and for the rest of the time we’re there, our glasses are never empty. He takes very good care of us, and we take care of him by tipping him well, and neither of us would kick him out of bed for eating crackers so it’s win-win all around. The other patrons vary, on any given Friday, and amongst themselves as well. Depending on when we get there, there’s often a good number of older gentlemen, some with their wives, who were very good friends of my father. They’re human beings, so of course I get comments on how I look, but I’m like a Daugther From Another brother in their eyes, if you know what I mean. There’s also a couple of cougars, a couple of loners who just sit by themselves and sip a beer while looking at their phone, a couple of Everybody’s Friend like a guy with a tremendous speech impediment whom I have great conversations with about politics and sociology and psychology, and a handful of very elderly people (there’s a Catholic retirement highrise just across the road). Then there’s the younger crowd, the late20s/early-to-mid30s group. Some of them live in the neighborhood so they came in looking for somewhere close enough to crawl home from and fell in love with the place, and the old codgers who are fixtures. Some of them are the c***dren of the old codgers, like myself. Some of them are coworkers of the old codgers, this is a big mining city so there’s quite an age range on a crew heading underground. One guy I’ve known since he was a teenager (I wasn’t much older to be fair), we hung out all the time, eventually lost touch, and then years later I discovered he’s my dad’s drinking buddy at this little bar. He introduced me to his best friend, who is a very cool guy and we all often excuse ourselves for a ‘smoke’, coming back in with red eyes and goofy grins (he gets some daaaank bud!). I may or may not have also fucked the shit out of that best friend in my back seat, more than once, but surely that doesn’t come as a surprise. Basically, this bar is a corner box that has six pub tables (so six seats each), a bar with eight bar stools, a smart jukebox, and not much room for anything else. It’s Sample Cheers, not shown actual size but all the feels and comfort of the real thing! Most times, once we’ve had a couple of beers, played some songs on the jukebox, maybe even shot some darts if it’s not a busy night (the place is so small that when it’s busy, darts would definitely be a health hazard!), we’ll say our goodnights to whoever is there, thank our bartender for being awesome, and head down the road to another friend’s place. We’ve usually prepared and have brought a six pack with us, and this particular friend has a fantastic mixing set up, his basement is like our own personal rave, complete with lights and a fog machine! He’s a great dj, but quite often another friend of ours will show up, and he is a FANTASTIC dj, who I can shout out anything from RunDMC to Fetty Wap and he finds it and mixes it perfectly! We smoke a lot, drink a few, laugh a lot, even play some dominos from time to time, and that’s how I end up coming home at 4am Saturday mornings…This Friday was to be no different, apart from having phone issues and therefore finding getting in touch with anyone really difficult. I left work a few minutes late, but that was entirely my own fault, I had pulled in my own SUV late in the day for a wash and being a perfectionist in my trade AND it being MY vehicle, I may have gotten a little carried away with the little things and hadn’t actually realized 5pm had come and gone. I cleaned up, closed up the shop, pulled my gleaming truck around to park outside while I ran over to the punch clock to clock out for the day, then headed home. It was going to be one of those stupid busy weekends, and I had hoped to maybe run a couple of errands before going to the bar just to get a head start, so I wasn’t going to be seeing Boytoy. By the time I got into my bedroom at home with my dead phone and started fighting with it to get it to charge, illegal bahis it was 5:25. By a stroke of luck, that stupid Samsung finally connected and I was able to turn it back on, only to recieve a message from 5:15 from my friend saying she was out of town and wouldn’t be home until Monday. Well shit. I began weighing my options, and carried on like normal, ate quickly and then jumped straight into a hot bath to make sure I had nice smooth legs to show off under a little dress (and also a bald little pussy under that little dress, of course). When I was done, I dried off, touched up my hair, put on a little makeup, then I sat down with the intention of smoking a cigarette and checking emails and such before really getting down to what I was going to do that night. I had to look no further, there in my email was the answer, and what a deliciously naughty answer it was!A gentleman I had played with in the past was putting together an orgy, and if I was free, I was invited. This wasn’t the first time he had invited me, but with my Friday tradition, I was never available to participate. Boytoy and I had discussed it even, and I was very anxious to see if perhaps he would like to come along (even if the thought of sharing him makes me growl a little bit), but the gentleman who had invited me indicated that if I could make it, I would be his partner for the night and so with a pout, I had to postpone swinging with my Boytoy. I really wanted to go spend the night curled up beside Boytoy, taking that big dick every time he felt like impaling me. Another friend had invited me over too, to smoke some dabs and play with his 9″ monster, and I had a couple of options for new cock I hadn’t test driven yet… but a naughty slut trying to turn down an orgy is almost unthinkable, AND my Safe&Sane self was whispering in my ear that it wouldn’t be a bad idea to scope out the scene before bringing Boytoy along, just so I wasn’t walking both of us into something blind. Boytoy has his tastes, and I hadn’t asked for any pictures of the other comfirmed guests, I had nothing for him to peruse and make an informed decision with, so I made the choice to go but to save the invitation for Boytoy to join me until next time. The host called me and we spoke briefly, both rather excited at our luck that our schedules seemed to have finally lined up. He mentioned that one of the couples coming were first time swingers from out of town that he had graciously orchestrated this realization of a fantasy for, so there was opportunity to show them just how much fun they could have now that they’d taken the plunge. He asked if I was ok with girl on girl, and I reminded him that I’m straight, but also bi-friendly, so the ladies were welcome to have a taste of Goddess but I wouldn’t be reciprocating. He also asked that I wear something “super slutty” for him, to which I replied that I was going to do that anyway! We worked out our plans, the orgy was scheduled for 9pm, so he would call me back around 8:30 when he was leaving and I would drive myself to the hotel and meet him there. I had a couple of hours until then, and the thought of finding myself some cock in the meantime crossed my mind of course, but I scolded myself and told myself that I could wait, instead thinking ahead to the party and what I needed to do to get ready. I gave great consideration to whether or not I was going to let anyone fuck my ass, DP was so very, very tempting to request from tonight’s playmates, but I came to the conclusion that not only was I really not in the mood for anal, but I also try to maintain a ‘no anal on the first date’ rule, so I opted against preparing for that on the premise that if tonight went well, there’d be other orgies to get DP’d at. I have yet to experience three cocks at once too, it’s high on my bucket list to find myself with a cock in my pussy, and my ass, and my mouth, but again, that’s something that could happen at other orgies if this one was a success, plus I really wanted Boytoy there for that. That decision made, all I really had left to do was think of what I was going to wear, and to play with my makeup tray a little more. I certainly don’t wear a lot of makeup, it’s rare for me to have more than a little color on my cheeks and some mascara, but a Goddess has to represent when meeting new people, so when I was done, my eyes glittered with gold and smoky shadow, and I had put another layer on my lashes. As I said, my normal Friday night attire is a dress, usually a little sundress, and nothing else, but for an occasion such as this, I felt that wouldn’t suffice. I pulled open the dresser drawer that contains nothing but lingerie and costumes, lots of lace, and sheer nylon, and satin, and even some leather. I pulled out a few things, toying with different ideas, going over to my closet and plucking clothes from hangers, eventually my bed looked like an entire burlesque troupe had dumped their wardrobe bags onto it, and I had narrowed it down to two outfits. What I settled on was my sheer one-piece: the black lace collar coming down to wrap around and under my arms, the transparent nylon tight against my skin and doing nothing to hide the glinting D-rings in my nipples nor the breasts they hung from. The sheer nylon came down my body and ended in another band of black lace around my hips, attached garters in front and back holding up attached illegal bahis siteleri stockings, a pretty kitty and spankable ass peaking out from underneath. Over this I wore a long, clingy dress in very summery colours, coral and pink splashing all over my figure with black and grey accented by the black lace encasing my neck. The dress has no need for straps, they’re just for look really, but in the center of my chest is a rectagular notion covered in rhinestones that two strips of the same fabric as the dress split apart from, going over my shoulders and attaching to the dress at my shoulder blades. I considered shoes, but I can’t drive in heels, and though I looked like, and fuck like a porn star, the thought of stilettos staying on in close quarters like that sounded a little dangerous, so I just slipped on black ballet slippers on the premise they wouldn’t be on long. Rhinestone studs in my ears and a light smear of pink on my lips and I was ready to go, a sexy, sparkly redhead smirking at me in the mirror, her eyes telling me I had better make sure I have my brains with me at the end of the night because they were SO getting fucked out!I arrived at the hotel only a minute or two ahead of the host, a handsome and extremely sexy native guy just a little taller than me, who I knew had a yummy uncuck cock in those jeans that fit him so nicely. We met at the front doors, kissed and hugged and said, “it’s been way too long!”, then we entered the building and made our way to the suite. As we walked down the carpeted hallway, the host explained that the other couple who were coming were friends of his, he’d played with them on more than one occasion and they were really great people, so it should be a very relaxed, comfortable scene. Our newbie couple was already in the room, and she answered the door when we knocked. We introduced ourselves, and said yes, we’d love a drink (I had brought along a six pack of Stella, it WAS Friday), and we chatted while we waited for our third couple, who were on their way. She was a cute, bubbly BBW, with a short blond bob haircut, beautiful eyes, cleavage you could tumble into, and a very friendly smile, he was a white haired man with a well-groomed white goatee, tall and lean, and an equally friendly smile. We quickly relaxed and were talking like old friends, they explained that with Ribfest being held this weekend, finding a hotel room in this city was virtually impossible, so when they arrived and realized the room they had booked did have a jacuzzi but only one king size bed, there were no other rooms available so it was going to be tight. We laughed as they went on to say that the fireplace in the room didn’t seem to work, nor did the jacuzzi jets, as the tub was full of water but it was completely still. I had enough time to get through half of my beer and there was a knock at the door, our other couple had arrived. Another blond BBW, but this one had that pale, Scandinavian complexion and features, her curly hair falling around her shoulders and framing a beautiful, yet pixie-sweet face, and with her was another tall man, his hair salt and pepper with an obvious natural curl to it despite being cut short. He was definitely taller, a larger man all around, and I instantly thought to myself, “Now there’s a man that could toss me around like a ragdoll… mmmmm….”. He didn’t just smile with his eyes, he smiled with his whole face, a smile that immediately put you at ease and confident without even knowing yet that he was a genuinely ‘good guy’. Introductions went around again, and once the newcomers had been caught up on the small talk, we carried on sipping our drinks and getting to know one another. Everyone was enjoying themselves already, we hit it right off, and held nothing back, discussing our newbies interest in the lifestyle and sharing our own experiences, we joked and laughed, everyone had a great sense of humor and were obviously solid, professional, sane people, exactly the sort you cross your fingers AND toes and hope for when looking to set up a moresome like this. As the host, my date conducted the party like a symphony orchestra, watching all the players and guiding the piece in the right direction at just the right time. The other two ladies were sitting on the bed, I had a chair a couple of feet away from the end it, and the other two men were standing on the other side of the room by the fireplace, next to the jacuzzi. Once he saw everyone had reached a very relaxed, comfortable spot with each other, the host moved over to the bed on the side of the first timer and got her to push over a little so he could sit down. He wasted no time, turning her face towards him and kissing her, earlier she had mentioned the value of a good kiss and he proved without a doubt that he could deliver one. When he pulled away, he backed off as well, gave her a minute to process that ‘it’s actually happening’ moment, and motioned to me with his hands the question of if I’d like a backrub. I didn’t have to be asked twice, I got up from my chair and walked over to him, gathering up my long dress so I could sit in front of him between his legs, my dragon facing him and daring him to be bold enough to put his hands on a Goddess in so familiar a manner. His gentle kneeding across my shoulders melted the tension and tiredness of the day out of me, a shiver going up my spine when he reached canlı bahis siteleri around to cup my breasts and kiss me on the back of my neck. The newbie girl was still sitting beside us, and she was asking him if it was ok to kiss me, and touch me. He explained that she could certainly touch me, and do more to me, but kissing, and me reciprocating, wasn’t my thing. She almost seemed a little disappointed, like kissing me was something she quite wanted to do and was sorry she wouldn’t be able to, but she snapped out of that in a blink, her hand touching against my arm and sliding up to my shoulder, so she could then replace the hand that was cupping that breast while she returned to kissing my date. Articles of clothing began coming off of everyone, so I stood up and pulled my dress over my head, black sheer and stockings standing out in stark comparison to my pale skin in the dim lamp light. My date’s back was against the headboard, so when I returned to the bed, I straddled him and began kissing him the way I do, my tongue darting out to lick at his lips in between kisses, grinding down onto his lap, my legs spread wide apart over his with my bare ass on display to the whole room. The experienced couple had take up a spot on the other side of the bed, he had come over to stand at the side and she had positioned herself to begin sucking his cock. The newbie man had taken the chair I had vacated to watch for a minute, and eventually my date whispered to me to go suck his cock, so I got up and walked over to him where he sat. I asked if he minded if I joined him over there, and would it be ok if I took his pants off. He said of course to both, and very soon he was sitting on the chair again, this time nude, and I knelt down in front of him. He did seem a little nervous, so I thought he might appreciate a nice slow start so I began by taking all of his limp cock into my mouth, the soft pliable flesh resting on my tongue, and gently toyed with it, rolling my tongue around, sucking softly, making it wet and thus slippery. It wasn’t huge, but it was a very nice 6″, it filled my mouth enough that I could get the head just into my throat, and from his breathing, there was no question he was enjoying it. As I did this, he had a clear view of the bed, and when he eventually stopped me (I think I got him a little too close, too fast, heh) and I got up to turn around, I saw he had been afforded the view of both other ladies laid out on their backs with faces between their thighs. I traded places with the newbie, my date giving me a primal growl and lascivious leer as he spread my legs and got his tongue against my clit. I purred as he licked me, listening to the other woman being pleasured, then he stood up and slid his cock into my wet, waiting pussy.As the evening went on, I sucked and fucked all three men more than once. At one point, my date had me bent over the end of the bed, railing into me from behind, and at the top of the bed, the experienced man had the newbie woman bent over taking her from behind, she was eating the experienced woman’s pussy, who was in turn sucking the newbie man’s cock. I finally exclaimed, “Someone put a cock in my mouth!” and the experienced gentleman obliged, kneeling on the bed and feeding me his thick member, the noises coming from him showing what a good little cocksucker I am. At another point, all six of us were on the bed, moans and sighs filling the room, a sweaty pile of arms and legs. We filled the jacuzzi, myself, my date, and the newbie lady climbed in to enjoy the hot water and jets, and by the time I got out, he had her leaned back against him and her partner had climbed in and was bringing her to orgasm with his fingers under the water. For a while, all three of us women had a cock in our mouth, but none were the one we came with. At yet another point, I was laid back on the bed, and as the three men watched, both women had their faces between my thighs, and I heard, “Now that’s the money shot right there!”. After a couple of hours of delicious fun, the other ladies were spent, as was our newbie man, and we began to wrap it up. My date had promised to save his cum for me, and he didn’t disappoint, grabbing my hips and putting me where he wanted me on my belly, then pounding me until he released a huge load deep inside me. The throb and pulse of him pumping his cum into me almost made my eyes cross, it felt so fucking good! I was only given a minute rest after he pulled out, the experienced gentleman came and took his place, his thick dick easily entering my cum-filled pussy. He held my hips and drilled me until he added his own mess to the one already there, so that when he pulled out, I was literally dripping cum and it was running down my thighs. I purred and writhed on the bed, a big smile on my face, my body tingling, and I think someone referred to me as the Energizer Bunny, as I was obviously contented but not out.Eventually I got up and started to get dressed again, as was everyone else. When we were all ready to go, hugs and kisses were passed around, exclamations of “that was so much fun!” and “we’ll have to do it again sometime!” were spoken by us all, and we said our goodnights. Outside in the parking lot, I gave my date another hug and kiss and thanked him again for inviting me. He asked if I wanted to go get a coffee, but a long day of work and a long night of sex was finally taking its toll and I really wanted to go snuggle my used and abused little body in my bed, so I declined and hopped into my SUV for the short ride home. I put myself to bed, sticky and smiling, for some sweet dreams after such a saucy night!

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