A good hostess makes sure everyone has a good time. (MMF)

Every couple of months, I attend a bi house party which a friend of mine puts together with people he knows from some of the various lifestyle websites. It was at one of these parties where I topped for the first time, and where I bottomed for the first time, as well. The range of attractiveness of the guests is all over the map, and one never knows what that range will be going into the party.

A few weeks back, I went to the latest party and, frankly, this one (at least female-wise) was on the low end of the spectrum. The willingness and enthusiasm of the ladies made up for some of that, but I wasn’t really feeling any great attraction to any of them.

Yes – it was a bi party – but while I am more than happy to have great sexy fun with the guys, I don’t really consider what they look like to be part of the equation. Most are like me – normal looking dudes in their 30s-50s, with one exception. I generally have one of the top 2 or 3 cocks at these parties. That’s not boasting, it just is what it is. Check my post history and you’ll see, I’ve got a really nice dick.

So as the “Naked by 9” rule was reached and clothes were shed, I found myself being sucked and sucking several cocks, eating some pussies and fucking a couple gals whom I had fucked before at these parties. Even though that was all fun, I wasn’t really feeling it – especially since the one guy who I really got off on topping was there, but not playing that night (he’d brought a newbie gal with him and this was her first time, so he was respecting her and making sure she wasn’t completely freaked out).

By about 11, I was thinking about going home – but I hadn’t come yet. And after walking around with a boner and having it edged for those 2 hours, I really needed to come.

I was sitting in the kitchen next to the hostess of the party, Wendy. Her husband, Jerry, and several other people were standing around – naked – and having a conversation. Wendy is an attractive woman in her late 50s who had started off the party by getting royally fucked by some dude in an upstairs bedroom. I leaned over to her and said – “You really opened the party with a bang…are you out now?”

“Yes, I’m done being fucked,” she replied. “But I can do other things…” And with that, she reached over with her hands and started giving me a hand job at the table. It felt great and I started to get hard in her hand as she played with my cock and balls. The conversation in the kitchen was distracting, but when she lowered her head down and sucked me, too, I started to feel my orgasm building.

“Hey, honey!” she said to her husband. “Have you had a chance at this yet?” But he didn’t respond as he was engaged in the conversation, even though he was just a couple of feet away.
I slightly turned my chair (standard wooden kitchen chair) so Wendy could get a better angle and she continued to suck and fondle me, asking Jerry a couple more times if he wanted to get in on the action. He didn’t – but another guy (Sam) did. He moved next to Wendy, got on his knees and the two of them alternated sucking and stroking me. God it felt great. Sam was a great cock-sucker and soon I knew I was going to come and come hard. Wendy asked – “Have you come yet tonight?”

“No,” I gasped. “But I am really really close!”

She turned to Sam – “You take it, Sam. I want to see this.”
It didn’t take long. A couple strokes, a couple sucks and I blew a gigantic, edged-up load into his mouth.

It was at this point that I noticed the conversation around the table had stopped and everyone there was just watching my finish – my hand on his head, holding him there, Wendy’s hand on my balls, Sam’s mouth on my cock, come dripping out of the corners.

“Thank you. Thank you very much,” I finally said after re-gaining my breath.

“You’re welcome,” Wendy replied. “I try to be a good hostess, after all.”

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3enrm9/a_good_hostess_makes_sure_everyone_has_a_good