sex party

I wanted to go badly. My throbbing dick kept oozing its juices out begging me for affection, for my warm touch, blood rushing inside making it hard to even concentrate on how and where I was going to go. I was not the same person. My mood kept changing from high to extreme high, wanting to sit on a big fat dick in my ass, to touch, to play with like a child with a new toy excitingly playing. I could not let my dick get the best of me, but I couldn’t stop my mind from going off tangent about the many men who were going to be under one roof for the sole purpose of fucking. It was a sex party. I got this invite many times in the past. I never attend, not interested in groups because I do not know people’s status. When I get it I pretend as if I was going to attend, view it and then often discard it, and saying to myself one of these night. And I think the night was tonight. This time around I had even RSVP saying that I would have been on the attendees, look-up the address, did my chores early, justify me going, but I did not.

I wanted something to write about, something to experience, and something to say I have done. Bort told me I was inexperience right before we stop talking, and I wanted to prove him wrong. One of my fantasies I told him was to have sex with 5 different guys as me being the only bottom, taking 5 different dicks. To make it more interesting I wanted it to be without any condoms, bare, raw and have all 5 guys dump their load inside my anal and have it drip down the crack of my ass. I have actually seen it being performed on porn once. It was hot and this guy on the invite wanted to live out my fantasy. How dare could he?

That fantasy could never happen because now a day, people don’t even know their own status. Men lies and are not faithful. Which is what defer me from going to that sex party? I even got myself prepared, went thru stinging and burning because my ass was burning from shitting out all them spicy food. I was ready not just for the party but just in case I meet someone on café-man who would want to meet and fuck. The headache of sex, but nothing happened that night. Nothing rarely happen. Instead I found myself in my room reading, trying to take my mind of my ordeal.

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