Verse Daddy Sex Party (1).

[thkpc]

I attended a sex party a few weekends ago and had a great time.

 

A married couple host well thought out and planned parties a few times a year. the dress code was non-negotiable. The theme, one-hundred percent naked, cock rings ball stretchers were okay. The guys tend to be around forty and older, fit…. with sizable daddy dicks. No tops, no bottoms, only verse. These parties required an open mind; you had to be comfortable with your sexuality and the type of sex you liked.

 

I was leaning against the bar taking a break.  I had just finished pounding a guy and although I didn’t come, I needed to cool down.

A nice-looking guy was standing next to me. 

He stood at least six feet tall, salt-and-pepper hair pushed back by hand.  A neatly trimmed beard and mustache complimented the lines in his face, framed by a pair of round eyeglasses. His face read professor.

We acknowledged one another and he ordered a drink.  He drank two shots of Jack and now cradled his beer mug.  We moved closer, pretending we were going to talk and started wet sloppy kissing instead.  Our hands and fingers explored each other's hole.  My fingers slid in easily, wet and slick…. a sure sign he’d been fucked already.   

He prodded my hole. Although greased up for play, I hadn’t been fucked yet.  He took note gently working two then finally three fingers into me.  My moans pushed air into mouth as we continued making out.  Finally, he backed off enough to say in a thick Slovic accent, “I need to fuck you”.

 

I bent over the back of the sofa spreading my ass apart.  He lined up behind me. On the far wall was a mirror, our eyes locked.  He gently pushed into me, and I could feel the pop.  That mushroom head was in past my first ring.  Reading my expression, he pushed in a little further.  My breathing was getting shallow and I was moaning softly.

I arced more pushing back, my hole flared open and it was a steady continues glide ending with my ass grinding against his crotch.  His chest pressed against my back; he sighed an oh God, pausing to ask if I was doing okay.

My hole was stretched wide and he was in me deep.  Nodding, I grunted “wreck my hole.”

Standing up, he and began.  Pulling out almost completely then slamming back in.  We fucked for quite a while. I wasn’t going to tap out, and we were oblivious to all the other fucking going on around us.  Breaks were long enough for me to hit my poppers and keep going.

Soon his strokes became shallow but more rapid. He was getting close.  My focus turned to gripping that cock and milking the load.  From his sounds, he very much approved.  In no time he began to tremble, then bucked unloading deep in my guts.  Others around us cheered him, “breed that pig”, one person hissed.

Soaked in sweet, he collapsed on top of me, his chest heaving to catch more air.  Still in me, I squeezed his cock, still hard.  He composed himself; stood up and withdrew.  

We kissed and he disappeared into the throng of naked bodies. 

I was just getting started and went in search of more.

[Trek53]

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