I hope you read my previous tale of how I pushed the boundaries of my sexuality when I was at college.  Well, now I’m single again and fulfil my needs with friends with benefits.  One of these, my regular you might say, decided I needed a treat, and arranged a birthday party for me, one he said I would never forget.  What could that mean?  Knowing him as I do, my body immediately decided it would be a night to remember and responded accordingly.

For the next couple of weeks, whenever I thought about the party, I could feel my nipples harden and my pussy tingle and moisten and by the time it arrived I was undoubtedly a puss on a hot tin roof.

Bob (remember him?) had booked a suite at a motel in the Blue Mountains a few hours out of Sydney and he told me that the guest list would be a surprise until they arrived.  The motel had an indoor pool and as he knew the owner, we had free private use of it for that Friday night.  So far so ordinary a birthday party.

The first to arrive was Peter, an ex-boyfriend of mine, and where Bob found him, I have no idea.  Next to appear was a girl called Lyndall who I had never met before although Bob had mentioned her.  Things were getting interesting.

I hope you will recall Susan and David from my previous story?  I do see Susan from time-to-time and always think back to the time she took my lesbian cherry and what a deeply sexual experience that was.  She is very talented and we both still make love when we can, often with Bob watching us.

But David?  Hmmm, I wasn’t so sure about him.  He was always the hard guy, and not as in, ‘a hard guy is good to find.’

As you can imagine, the drinks flowed freely and with music and dancing we were all having a good time and when the party was in full swing, Heather walked in with her new girlfriend Sharon.

My ex, Peter, had changed.  He was more muscly after regular gym workouts for football but he was still good looking.  Bob's ex, Lyndall, was a pretty, tall, brunette and was wearing a figure-hugging red halter neck top and matching skirt; definitely a head-turner.

Susan was in a typically low-cut top that showed off her significant assets to the full, assets I dreamed of getting my hands on later that evening.

Heather’s new girlfriend Sharon was a curvy blonde with a deep tan and hourglass figure.  Every male in the room melted when they saw her, and David was positively salivating.  I think the girls were quite turned on by her too, I certainly was.  I was worried about Heather in this company, especially with David there, but Bob assured me that Heather was off-limits to the other men.

The dancing was fun, and David pulled me in for the slow stuff, whispering, "Remember last time Angie?”  I certainly did.  “Relax, it's your birthday;” easier said than done, knowing David as I did.  “Besides,” he added, “I have others to play with tonight.  Have you seen Sharon and Lyndall?  God!”  David then pulled me against his body, and I could feel his hard cock as he squeezed my bum, just to remind me.  He was wound up and ready to go.

We all changed and went down to the pool, and soon we were cockfighting, just as we had done all those years before.

David took me first, of course, while Bob partnered Sharon, Peter with Lyndall and Heather partnered Susan.  Bikini tops didn't last long, and boobs were being grabbed and pulled everywhere.  The stronger men, like David and Peter, kept winning.  The temperature was rising, and I could see that the party was going to end up as I had been hoping for the last few weeks.

David then changed the rules, so that instead of the women sitting on their partners' shoulders facing forward and the men facing forward too, the men turned around so that their faces were now pushed into their partners' pussies.

Oh my, this was delicious and wonderfully impractical.  The girls were being devoured as the men quickly twigged that they could pull our bikini bottoms to the side and their tongues went to work as well as their fingers invading us as we tried to carry on the contest.

We eventually put our costumes back on and went back to the motel suite where each couple continued with their swimming partner, before swapping.  Heather was off-limits to the men for fucking, but David still managed to persuade her of his oral skills and I heard her crying out as he went work with his tongue – as long as she was happy, so was I.

Lyndall made it clear that she loved cock and would do anything with anyone who has an erect and ready cock to play with.  She was mesmerised by David's manhood and he was equally mesmerized by her curves and bare pussy.  I watched for a while as they sixty-nined each other before David spun her over and sank his cock straight into her ready pussy and fucked her from behind.

After David had cum, Lyndall asked me if she could go with Heather and I said that I wasn’t her keeper and it was up to Heather.  Lyndall was a delight.  Knowing she had to be on her best behaviour, I watched as she caringly and sensuously made love to Heather, not fucking her, just making beautiful, sexual love.

David eventually came over and found me lying on my back watching the others, and he leaned over me, grinned and said, "You want this don't you Angie?  You put it in."  Despite my uncertainty about David, I did as he asked and straight away, he went deep and hard.  I gasped as he built up his rhythm making my body respond as I lost all sense of where I was and came hard with a guttural cry as he filled me with his seed.

Sharon, without doubt, had the curviest and sexy body of us all and I reckon that everyone there, male and female, took her that evening, except me.  She told me that her present to me would be when we got home.  Eventually, Bob announced that it was time for my birthday present.

Everyone, except Heather, was going to make love to me, all at the same time.

Time stood still.  What?!

With Heather watching from the corner of the room, I lay back, closed my eyes, and for what seemed like an eternity, they did just that.  They made love to me.  All at once.

I just wallowed in the sensations of what seemed like a thousand tongues, fingers, teeth, and yes, of course, cocks.  Can you begin to imagine how this felt?  Bodily sensations apart, the incredible sense of being loved was amazing – all these people, friends and, until that night, some strangers, putting their own needs to one side for a bit, and focussing just on me.

That sensation made my bodily responses even more powerful.  My mind danced from the gentle bite on a nipple to the fingers in my pussy, but only momentarily as I felt a finger slipping all too easily into my bottom.  OMG, orgasm number one.

After that, it was a blur of beautiful feelings joined together with beautiful orgasms.  What Heather thought, watching from the corner, I wonder, looking back, but at the time it was all about me, and everyone was gentle and caring, even David.

Nothing and nowhere was off-limits and I remember in the haze of pleasure, being turned over and many hands massaging my shoulders, back and even legs, but someone, and I wonder who, raised me up and put a pillow under my middle before working my bum, first with a finger before using my prolific juices leaking from my pussy to lubricate my arse.

Revelling in the massage, it seemed so natural to feel a hard cock, not as big as David, pushing into my opening before breaching the sphincter and gliding seamlessly into me.  I just about managed a weak, “Yes, oh God, yes please,” before building to a final firework of orgasm and falling asleep, vaguely aware that my arse was leaking cum to join with the emanations from my pussy.

As David left, he whispered, "You really like it with me, don't you?  Admit it.  You like to be fucked hard.  You like to be dominated.  You like to be owned.  You like pain."  I'll see you again Angie."  I didn't comment.

Eventually, everyone else left except Heather and Sharon, who stayed to look after me if I needed it.

I didn’t get much sleep that night as firstly Sharon fulfilled her promise and made love to me.  I don’t suppose I was up to much, but I was aware enough to know she was good for Heather.  We kissed, we hugged, and we fingered each other, cumming almost simultaneously before she slipped away to leave me listening to her and Sharon noisily enjoying each other.

The next morning, I woke up, took a spa bath and noticed three bite marks on my body, one near each nipple and the other just above my trimmed brown muff.  It had to be David.