Zena hosted a pre-game to Saturday night’s [sex party](https://medium.com/@testing78378_Seattle255/our-guide-to-sex-parties-revised-d0452b400ea1). She has great taste in friends and now lives with David, who shares her interests and who may have fucked C at the party (although I don’t recall and am getting ahead of myself, temporally speaking, which is like assuming fellatio prematurely). So we went and met people, but I was most curious about a text Zena had sent previously: “I’m trying to get a gang bang for my friend Elena.”
Okay, that caught my attention, although I do argue that sex parties are not the optimal places to organise gang bangs. Good sex parties don’t allow single men, for the most part, although guys well-known to the hosts may sometimes attend, so there usually isn’t a surplus of cock on command, such that one woman can command three or four or more guys at a single go. I say “three or four guys” because authorities disagree on whether three men or four men is the lowest number required for a gang bang.
But I digress into sublunary philosophy. Elena was at the pre-game and we chatted some. She is pretty and personality forward: both major positives. She also told me about her three-year relationship with her main ex-boyfriend. The relationship didn’t work on a lot of levels, but he was into “cuckolding” or “hotwifing,” scenarios in which a boyfriend or husband gets off watching other men have sex with his partner. Those aren’t at all interests of mine and while I understand them intellectually I don’t “get” them on an emotional or gut level. Elena did say she enjoyed fucking a bunch of dudes, which probably goes without saying but hey, the diversity of people’s sexual experience is tremendous.
David was happy to host. He may be Zena’s spiritual match in both temperament and sexual practices. For a long time she’s been dating guys who say they want to be open (and Zena’s open is very, very open, and filled with sexual novelty and adventure), only to find out that they fall in love with her and want to be monogamous. Many awful chick-lit and and chick-advice books advocate for playing hard to get, and I’ve always thought that a dumb strategy, yet I may be wrong, because Zena inadvertently implemented it and found nothing but the kind of conventional “success” she neither wants nor has any use for.
**At the party** at least a dozen of our real friends were there, so we spent a lot of time chatting in ways that aren’t interesting dramatically but did build a strong positive vibe. Even more pleasantly, a couple we’ve been chatting with from [Feeld](https://feeld.co), the kink and poly dating app, showed up. And they were *awesome*! The girl was gorgeous and the guy, I was told, was also attractive (it’s hard for me to judge guys). Better still, he’d brought some party treats he was happy to share. And everyone seemed to like each other. The reasons for being congruent are as numerous and hard to describe as the reasons for not being congruent, and for whatever reasons everyone got along.
Not only that, but they were curious about BDSM. I’m moderately skilled but admire the true artists. One was there, at the party. He’s an older guy dating a submissive in her 20s. I introduced them to him and watched for a while as he bent her over a spanking bench and worked his magic on her ass, which means not just attending to the obvious space but being sensitive to her entire body and its connections. The guy learned too. At some point I left them because I needed to dance and knew they were in good hands.
We danced, we groped, we danced some more, we met people, we connected people who should know each other. Eventually it was time to go back. Zena had brought her strap-on and announced that her goal was to get five pussies lined up in a row and fuck them all. I congratulated her on that interest and wished her luck in the attempt to fulfill that dream. We went back to the playroom and found pandemonium. Couples and groups everywhere. Pretty much every surface covered by people fucking. We could barely find a space. Many couples and groups had set up in the walkways, so C and I did as well. Next to us, Zena began fucking Elena, I think. Or maybe it was David. Or maybe both? With Zena, it’s always hard to tell, unless you’re staring at her.
Which I was not, because I was busy with C, and we worked from making out to touching each other’s bodies to me going down on C to sex to our first orgasms to me using the Pure Wand on C into her second and third orgasms, at which point she was too tired to continue. I can’t say how long this all took or what specifically was happening around us, because I was too focused on C, apart from the occasional glance up when some girl orgasmed loudly or when I wanted to sneak a peak at the other positions couples and groups had assumed.
When we came to, I think Zena was fucking Elena with the strap-on. She did so with a level of vigorous roughness that most flesh-and-blood men probably can’t achieve. Elena used a vibrator on her clit. The action continued for a surprisingly long time. C and I took turned holding Elena’s neck, which turned her on further. Eventually Elena came with the fury of an erupting volcano. After that, she was spent. All of us were spent. We cuddled in a mass group until the desire for refreshed drinks asserted itself.
Things proceeded in a post-orgasmic haze. I danced with and chatted up one very pretty woman who appeared to be there alone. She said that she’d spent the last two years having lots of casual sex but was looking for something more substantial. I know some poly-trained guys and said that we all should hang out. She said she isn’t poly. What is she, then? A “romantic anarchist” was her answer. On a loud dance floor, it’s too hard to get into the fine distinctions among various kinds of non-monogamy, so I let that one pass. [Slutever](http://slutever.com). I don’t think she went in the play room.
More time passed. It became time to return to the playroom. We did, and Zena fucked C into oblivious with the strap-on, leaving C unable to have any further encounters below the belt. While C was being fucked Elena and I began kissing. Kissing begat petting. Petting begat me asking her if I could get a condom. She said, “Yes,” in the tone that also said, “Why did it take you so long to ask, asshole?” The sex was intense and entirely doggystyle. Doggystyle is both an excellent position on its own and the only one we could fit into the space. I pulled her hair and held her hips and ass, both for leverage and because I love that curve on a woman’s body, and Elena’s was fantastic. I don’t know how long we had sex but I remember her starting to give David a blowjob, but David couldn’t finish because of all the fucking he’d done. I did put my hands up to him, though, so we formed the Eiffel Tower. When he pulled back only Elena and I existed. When I came, coming felt like it obliterated my consciousness. But I wasn’t totally obliterated, because I asked Elena what else I could do for her. She said she could not come again and didn’t want anything else inside her. With that we lay back. Another cuddle pile commenced.
The couple from Feeld had fucked once, I think, and had come back in; the woman loved BDSM and I used my [flogger](https://www.stockroom.com/bdsm-gear/whips-paddles/floggers.html) on her. She liked pain and I ramped it up much more rapidly than I typically would. When I was done she asked, “Why does that turn me on so much?”
I don’t know why. I do know that a sex party turns me on because of the overwhelming eroticism of so many people synchronized in the same space. Maybe it’s [mirror neurons](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mirror_neuron), which enable the human propensity for learning through mimicry. Whatever it is, when C and I got home that night, I slept as I rarely had.
*First posted [to our Medium](https://medium.com/@testing78378_Seattle255/), where the rest of our stories live. [Here are two pics](https://imgur.com/a/cHgAS) for those of you who made it to the end.*
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/87fim0/the_pregame_meet_leads_to_party_sex_one_or_two
Hot as always.