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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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"Part 14
Driving back to the student flats, the not unpleasant taste of Bobs cock and Claire’s pussy was lingering in my mouth. I was thinking, that for my first swingers party, it had been quite an eye-opening experience, one that I was now having second thoughts about leaving so early. I know as I left Bob and Claire’s house, I really wanted to go back for more, but I was reminded just how much cock I had sucked this evening.
It seemed crazy to me but I thought I was now bi. I definitely wasn’t gay. I loved the taste, smell and feel of a woman but kissing another man was a bit of a turn off. I definitely didn’t find men attractive, so I questioned myself again, was I bi?. I was so confused but there was an undeniable fact from this evening, that I didn’t mind sucking a man’s cock.
==== Something that didn’t cross my mind at the time, but now, in hindsight, I can better understand the evening. I was being groomed. Bob was obviously the man in charge. There must have been a plan for my visit, maybe all concocted with the others that night. Claire, Sally and Sinsa had me so sex hungry that I did anything they wanted me to do, all in the name of swinging. I thought I had fucked and sucked, but actually, I had only cum inside one pussy. Yes I had my cock sucked, but all the time, they were moulding my mind, and I felt like I was being prepared or primed to become something that I had no idea I would be.
Most of all, I had been accepted even though I don’t think they were bothered that I had only one ball. I bet Claire had told Bob, but the others seemed unaware, or so I thought. Even though at the time, I had my suspicions, I can piece it all together now. If I describe to you what else happened, then you will know what I am talking about. ====
It was the next day, when I went to Ruth’s flat, I described everything that happened last night. I could tell she was turned on. I had to describe the girls, what they wore, what they did with the guys and even what the guys cocks looked like. But what interested her most, was what I was made to do that I didn’t really expect or wanted to do.
She told me to go through the evening bit by bit, so we sat down and I told her everything starting from meeting everyone in the garden. As I got to the point where I was presented with Bobs cock, she told me that she also wanted me to show her what happened and describe how I felt. She gave me her cock shaped dildo, and I had to get undressed as I did that night.
As soon as I had removed my boxers, she noticed that I was totally shaved. I told her that bit of the evening was coming, but she reached out and stroked down my stomach and over my cock with the back of her hand. She liked the way it looked, felt and how it showed off everything. It made everything look so big she said, smiling. That made me feel really impressed so I held my now hard cock and waved it at her making her laugh.
As I recalled the evening, I sucked her dildo like it was Bob’s cock, and I asked her to undress too and to ‘be’ Claire. This was when I told her about Claire walking up the stairs and how and why I got shaved. As I told her how I was made hairless, she commented that she wanted me to stay as shaved and smooth as her from now on.
Then I played the role of Sinsa, and finally I showed her what I did with Sally. Ruth particularly liked that part of the night. I told her to lay back and hold herself open and as she looked at me between her legs, her pussy looking wet and open, she said that she felt so vulnerable, but so incredibly turned on that I was looking into her like that. I then did everything I did with Sally and then some.
She loved it, and came so big. Afterwards, we stayed cuddled up for a while, chatting about other subjects, but she kept asking me how I felt being made to suck the guys cocks. Did I feel like it was something that I was forced to do, or did I feel like it was natural for me. I thought about it as we laid there looking at each other, and I admitted that I liked being told to do it. Then, she wanted me to show her how I licked and played with each cock, and to describe their size, foreskins and cock heads.
I wondered if there was something that she wanted to tell me, so I tentatively asked her if she was now interested in going to a swinging party. She looked at me, her face changed. I got my answer. It was a subject that she didn’t want to continue with. We cuddled and talked a little more about other things and then before we both drifted off to sleep Ruth suggested that if I wanted to go to another party, I had better have a chat with Clive, earlier rather than later, just in case.
And so, the next day, I made it my mission to catch and talk to him. After one of his lessons, when he was alone, I walked into his classroom. He briefly looked up at me.
“Hi, Sir, just wanted to say thank you for getting me an invite to the party last night. I had a great time.”
He looked at the door then at me, cold and showing no emotion said, “It was a bit of a brief night for you. Were you put off by something?”
I had to tell him why I left so early. I explained that while everything was fantastic and a real eye-opening experience for me, I did feel like the odd one out. I said everyone had a partner and I just felt uncomfortable when everyone split into their own groups.
Clive nodded, glanced at the classroom door again, then said, “AAhhhhhhhh, so it wasn’t what we did, it was just your problem of ‘fitting in.”
I nodded and continued, “Yes Sir, everything was just great, everyone was so polite and really nice to help me fit in. It was just that …. Well……. I thought, for my first time, I didn’t want to be a burden to such lovely people Sir.”
His emotionless face told me everything as he put his papers back in his brief case.
“You know, Bob and Claire were a bit put out when you left. You didn’t do yourself any favours to get another invite, you know.”
That comment made me feel like I had really blown it. I said, “I knew as I left, it felt rude and I regret it and now wish that I hadn’t done it.”
Clive walked to the door and without looking back said, “Yes, I bet you do,” then he just walked off down the corridor, leaving me alone in the classroom.
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