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Like the others, this story is based on a real event and is a connection to the previous sauna layers that you can also find here. As always, places and people are falsified to protect various privacy. Images do not show real people but should only serve to stimulate the imagination. The days after the experiences in the sauna were violent. We talked a lot about what had happened, had a lot of sex. Talked about our new experiences during sex.
Together about how I watched Julia during sex with the mid -fifty year old Olaf and how the much younger Kevin had supported us when we later had sex in the shower. During this time we were probably sharper than ever before and through the conversations also very close to the emotional level. It was an intense time we experienced, the sex was better than ever and love stronger than ever.
Our imagination went much further than before. Of two cocks that she also penetrated in vagina and buttocks to wild smooching while I was another bird. Everything was possible, always in the imagination, but now we knew that it could sometimes be real. That only turned us on. A few weeks later I came from work one afternoon, we did the usual in the household, sit in front of the TV and ate our dinner.
By the way, Julia said “Bernd wrote to me today …”. What I only have a bit rugged. “Where did you get your number from?!”. Julia only stretches my tongue out of the neighborhood group at Whattsapp from which du Dödel leaked half a year ago!”. I had completely forgotten that because, as already mentioned, I was not particularly interested in the neighbors. Even for Bernd, it was not the driving force at our sauna experience.
I skip the topic and now ask more carefully about what Bernd wants. “Oh a little bla blah and that he would do a party this weekend and of course we could also come”. The fact that our neighbor Bernd had never invited us to a party and the way my girlfriend emphasized the word party gave me an idea that it shouldn’t be an easy grill -proof. So she handed me her cell phone so that I no longer ask you stupidly.
The chat with Bernd only showed two news: “Hey July, I hope you are fine and you put the sauna evening quite well away. Maybe you even liked it. So I wanted to ask if you might want to come to a small barbecue party on Saturday. Grill in the back in the back and then have a look. All open people who don’t have to do anything, but everything can. “This was only your answer to read:“ Hey Bernd, thanks for the invitation, I will discuss this at home here and get in touch.
“Not particularly committed and my anger that she secretly wrote down with Bernd did not dissolve in anything. I was even sorry because there was really nothing. So I hurried to direct the topic on what she thought of the idea. The question came back immediately, I should first move out with the language. Since I only had a short time to form me, the answer came a little slowly “well depending on what you think of it.
Nothing speaks against a barbecue party and well we can still go 3 houses further and are back at home or again?“Julia grins at me and kisses me“ Then we agree, stop by, nothing harms and if it is a shit we just knock off. “So much also the answer to Bernd from whom she ticked directly. The next morning I suddenly found myself in the office in a new WhatsApp group, with Bernd and Julia.
Bernd wanted to know if there were any questions or something. Julia started and asked what we should bring with us and whoever comes up. Bernd explained that some friends were invited, including Olaf and Kevin, who we already knew from the sauna. In addition, one other men and two couples, then three with us. Of course I was also curious and still ticked back from the brief.
Bernd continued to explain that you would grill and drink something and then look what the evening would bring, of course, especially sex as he emphasized with a winking emoji. However, we should never feel obliged. Julia then asked curiously about what you should put on and Bernd explained that everyone could come as they want and that nothing was wrong and nothing right. However, they would usually get dressed with more experience and either have something slippery underneath or to move.
It would certainly not be so difficult for me, I had and could not put anything special on. But I was curious about what Julia would do. ——————- Bernd still gave us to be too cramped, just relaxed the party and see what happens and what arises. Sounds somehow logical but since we didn’t know what could be going on, of course, many scenarios went through our heads.
And I still had to choose an outfit, Christian just said he would put on jeans and a T-shirt, lingerie for men or something he didn’t have anyway. In the next few days, Christian and I talked about the party again and again, made ideas, thoughts, stated borders and even considered us a secret safety with which we can signal that it goes too far. Very silly how it turned out afterwards but well it was our first party so we were worried about various thoughts.
On the subject of limits it should be said that we agreed not to limit ourselves particularly. Everyone what he likes and with whom it is as long as it is okay for the other. The only thing we sit as a common hard border was that nobody would run with other people without a rubber, which was somehow a matter of course. On Saturday afternoon it was debated whether you should appear on time for this party or would rather be a little delayed.
In the end, the master of the house prevailed and I did not agree at 7 p.m. but only half an hour later to appear. So for me it was at 18. 30 off, shower, make -up, hair, wear … an hour later we were only two houses away from Bernd’s house. Behind the house was a bit of music and voices as if we just walk through the garden and get behind the house with friendly hello and many curious eyes Olaf was the only one we knew the others of around 8 to 10 men, added to thatthree more unknown women.
Bernd just came on the house and greeted us joyfully. In the round he announced “so dear people, you know each other, but I don’t think they are here, but the two not here. Julia and Christian are there for the first time and certainly curious about getting to know you. So don’t be shy!“After his speech, he explained that we could use it everywhere that the whole house and the garden were free and the grill meat would soon be ready.
So we first grab a beer and forgive ourselves in a corner of the garden to give us an overview. In the small garden, (as I said) about 8-10 men and three women were gathered, who belonged to whom was difficult to say. I could only judge that the audience was rather older but still mixed, younger and older, all body shapes. As we drank our beer, one or the other came to us and greeted us in a friendly manner, introduced himself and made short small talk.
Well, to be honest, I can’t notice any names or anything else, but it sticks to how friendly everyone is and obviously only give us a little time to arrive. With the clothing, I also decided to do something normal, as I would otherwise go to a grile party: a skirt, a sexy top but of course a cardigan over it, including my normal black laundry and my open high shoes.
So I was quite well on average, but got some compliments but showed nothing that I would not do otherwise. Of course, this contributed to the feel -good factor. We then had the first somewhat longer conversation with Frank and Susanne. When we set ourselves to eat, they greeted us again friendly and chatting a little. He was a tax consultant, she teacher, both in the mid -40s, normal figure, normal people. They were only for “special occasions” as they called it.
That at this special party just talked about sex was not confirmed at all. They talked to them as normal about God and the world, I, as a teacher, were able to exchange ideas with Susanne a bit about the usual education topics, Christian and Frank somehow chat about stupid colleagues in offices or something. They also introduced us to some of the other guests, here was really a colorful audience. From tax consultants like Frank to a Polish seasonal worker Slava to a doctoral couple, everything was there.
The individual stories were somehow fascinating. Mr. and Mrs. Doctor (no idea how) old school friends from Bernd who came from over 200km distance. In their homeland they did not visit such parties so as not by chance to meet selected patients there. In contrast, Slava was only here in the summer season and he didn’t care whether someone knew him or not. Funnily enough, he has been working as a harvest helper with the neighbors of Christian’s parents for years.
Fortunately, for the neighbors of my “in -law in Spe” he had only good things and reported very positively about a good relationship with the employers. The loose and not immediately obvious discussions clearly ensured relaxation on our side. It was not like we might have feared somehow in the back of the head, a collection of people who immediately came across each other in a wild confusion, but simply an accumulation of nice open people with a common interest. We now know that this fear of meeting a group of horny pack of packs was of course but you always think about it beforehand but you always think about it beforehand.
It could also have been a barbecue meeting of a group of bicycle fans only that here it was not interested in cycling but the sex was sex. Nevertheless, it was not constantly talking about it. ———————— The mood was slowly becoming a bit more relaxed with both of us, and Julia talked excitedly with Susanne about any educational stuff and Frank and I talked to Slava. The pole spoke something broken but good German and explain it to us for more than 10 years in the neighborhood of my parents’ home for more than 10 years.
It was warmly laughed at the preference of his employer for Jägermeister, and I even knew them too well from my parents’ birthdays. As I said there were all friendly and nice conversations. The generally relaxed and friendly atmosphere and certainly also the few beer we had drunk in the meantime. Yes I know, somehow it also starts with this story with the fact that we drink a few beer, well and? We are not drunkers but like beer and it loosens the mood, if you prefer it without it, you can do that.
Well, in any case, after eating and emptying the first drinks, the mood in the garden was also a little more relaxed. So Mr. and Mrs. Doctor had little inhibitions to smooch intensely in the garden at some point. In the garden, which was visually protected by high hedges, they would only have made it on Google Maps anyway, so everyone observed more or fascinated how the doctor then tried to operate the almonds with his tongue to operate his wife.
Not quite our kind of kissing but everyone likes it differently. In our case, we watched the whole thing with excitement and fascination, other guests took it with relative disinterest and still watched it easily (probably to get something in the mood)). For me it was slow to see the toilet for the first time. After a short demand at Frank, I followed the directions.
In the house I then find the first differences to a normal grill party. Snacks and refreshments were distributed in the apartment as usual. The sheets that were pulled onto the sofas and armchairs and the mattresses that were generously designed in the free areas of the living room were not so common. The bowls with condoms in living room, bathroom and even kitchen also seemed “a bit unusual”. When I was back from my Tolietten excursion, I reported Julia about the person seen and the nervousness rose slightly again.
My question whether Bernd still got money for food and so on was only smiled at. Julia had long since clarified the topic, she always has something under control. Bernd had already informed her how it went: since it was easier to find male guests who were shared by all costs and couples and women were invited. Sounded somehow logical that it was more difficult to find women for such a party and that at least they should not be deterred by a levy.
Frank was still sitting at us at the table and just commenting that it has always been the case because “from a dicking parade none of the gentlemen has something and the levy is not so huge. This is more of a form of the polite thank you to the ladies and couples. “”. My gaze was looking for his “special partner” Susanne, who I saw in the entrance, with two men in a very dense conversation, one had even put his hand on her hip.
Frank didn’t even seem to take notice of it and it didn’t seem to be disturbed. In general, people in the garden slowly came closer and closer. Mr. and Ms. Doctor squeezed each other past Susanne and the two guys into the living room. Bernd was still close to the grill and got a brief hearing: “Hello my loved ones, listen briefly … I don’t want to do it for long either, I would only like to thank all of the guests once.
I hope the food has tasted and we can slowly go to the cozy part. Rules are as usual, everything can have nothing, you can use all the rooms as you please. So then have a lot of fun!””. Well, a short and scarce address that everyone involved acknowledges with a short applause and immediately continue their conversations and activities. Lord and Mrs. Doctor stand, through the floor -to -ceiling windows, clearly visible in the living room and smooching wildly and fumbling completely uninhibited.
Susanne and their two admirers also get on their way. Julia just reports Frank how our getting to know each other with Bernd. The general diversity and Julia’s report from our sauna adventure are slowly coming up with me something more erotic. Since it doesn’t seem to disturb anyone here, I put my hand on Julia’s thighs and stroke it gently. She just grins at me and continues to report on what happened in the sauna.
It was of course interesting to hear Frank’s opinion on how we felt. When Julia arrived at the job where we had entered the showers. Where in the first part of the story she only spoke of the fact that “he had traffic with me” or “just touched it”, the report was only significantly more detailed. ————- whatever it was now that I couldn’t say more and more.
Probably a mix of my friend’s hand that gently caressed my thigh and the fact that the memories of the sauna became fresh again when reporting. In any case, I noticed that it became more and more tingling in me. While I reported I almost saw it in front of me “… my dear friend then came to me in the shower and then I feel his fingers on my vagina …” and so on. I notice how I got it, took Christians hand and slowly pushed her up under my skirt.
Of course my friend understood immediately and started to stroke my intimate area very gently. Sometimes only the inside of the thighs, sometimes gently with your fingertips over the fabric of my brief. Frank listened to how I continued to report until I ended the story with the fact that Bernd invited us to the party today. “And so we are here today to take a look. “I concluded and Frank complimented diligently. But I was now more of my friend’s thoughts that continuously stroked my lap.
In the meantime it had also become noticeably empty in the garden. Frank kindly asked us whether we just want to sniff inside. Ooookaaay so now it would start? Plus 180, my friend kissed next to me and accepted Frank’s offer. From the terrace it could be seen that it was already going to the business inside. The doctoral couple was already loud on the sofa while two gentlemen crouched next to it and were alternately satisfied by Ms. Doctor by hand or orally.
Another couple stood in the (open) kitchen with three male observers and fiddled with each other. My view of the scenery on the sofa let me swallow. Frank noticed that apparently laughed just “don’t mind, they have been there for a long time. Just make it comfortable where you want. Just do what you feel like and don’t let the others disturb you, if someone wants to watch or want to participate, you can just send them away, there is nobody.
“After treating myself to a little pee break, I returned to Christian who was waiting in the living room. The break did a lot to me, so I was able to process quickly what was going on here and the nervousness slowly sank again. Christian also seemed to unsettle the situation, but he still dared to hug and kiss me. His hands gently slid over my shoulders and at some point I brushed the cardigan.
I felt a bit ashamed and unsure but when I realized that hardly any of us took note it got better and I dared to finally throw the cardigan into a corner and even slowly spread my friend over the crotch. To my satisfaction there was already a noticeable bump in the jeans. I liked it that I was excited, I thought it was great from the start, it wasn’t necessary to make a lot of preliminary work, he was always keen on me and ready.
Of course that does not mean that we do not like to enjoy extensive foreplay but rather only that when I touched him was immediately ready. So we stood in the living room just a few hundred meters from home, Christian caressed my breasts over the top, I the bump in his pants. The whole thing in the middle of other people who groaned and more or less enjoyed each other. A very unusual but not unpleasant situation for us at that time.
The relaxed atmosphere did the rest and we began to feel more and more comfortable and more freely. I am currently buried deep in my friend’s jeans, looking for his latte when I notice that Bernd stands next to us. For some reason I have to lay laughter as Bernd commented on “Well, slowly arrived and having fun in doing so?”. I can only laugh and grin his statement grinning. He wishes a lot of fun and takes the stairs up.
Another premiere for us, I had a conversation with someone (if only briefly) and have my hand deep in my friend’s jeans. What was unthinkable even when making calls a month ago elicited me only an involuntary giggle and ensured a cozy tingling in my own intimate area. Well, the latter was then more likely to be caused by the fact that Christian had pushed his hand under my skirt and it was just to push the panties aside.
I still like to partially put it on today that the situation was so extraordinary. The hand under my skirt let me react within seconds. With the first touch of my clitoris I got warm and my vagina immediately moistened my finger with her natural lubricant. I can still remember exactly that. That was the moment when I thought that this was a success, something positive that instinctively liked my body and that I dropped more or less afterwards.
—————— at some point a decision had to be made. Actually, it was already liked when Frank asked us if we wanted to come in. But of course there are still small moments in which you will either continue or take back. As for Julia and I played well together. We harmonized like at home and showed ourselves that something was okay or not. Either deliberately through a subtle gesture or unconsciously by a physical reaction.
When I pushed Julia’s slip aside and touched her clit, the sign was clear. Your body said “yes you can” by moistening my finger on the first touch. So I slowly push them into the corner next to the door to the hallway. As in the rest of the living room, there was a moved mattress to which I slowly led it. Slowly mainly because it was quite difficult to go while her hand was in my pants and mine under her skirt.
My tongue played tenderly with her and we settled on the mattress. Here in the corner next to the door to the hallway, behind the sofa we were at least a bit visible. Not that it would have agreed to us a lot, but so I felt more comfortable for the beginning and I just assumed that Julia was similar. Basically, it was nothing more than Zuahuse in bed. We lay on the mat, I pushed my hand under her top and stroked her stomach.
Her hand fingered on my jeans and gradually the buttons jumped up. A few moments later, she had pushed my jeans on and fished out my hard cock. With a gentle handle she began to push the foreskin up and down, very slowly and matching time for our tongue game. That was her signal again, she took the initiative and lovingly rubbed my stand. I was satisfied with kissing her shoulders and neck.
Well, at least until she leaves me on my back with gentle pressure, pushed my shirt up and pulls my jeans and my underpants down to the knees. So I am now exposed and enjoy like her lips one gentle kiss after the other on my stomach, the thighs and finally spread my glans. I lean back and see how two gentlemen walk past us, they look for a short interest, smile friendly and continue their way into the hallway as if they had seen us in the park.
Well, for this party it is probably the equivalent to hold that the two see how Julia just puts the lips over my glans and begins to suck it tenderly. I moan quietly, now we are so well teamed up that she knows how I like it, sucking nicely tender and rather enjoyable was more of mine than blowing wildly. Incidentally, she felt similarly with oral sex, so we fit together pretty well as far as it is concerned.
So more than clear was not what happened here (as is so often the case in life), but where, when and what context. The Julia’s lips and tongue my glans, of course, was always great, but it is a difference whether it was in bed at home, in the parking lot after going to the cinema or just as now in the foreign living room with 10-15 others present. That did not make things better or worse, it only made it more exciting, sparkling … The feeling of my cock was the same thing I had experienced before, but my head saw the overall picture and made it a special experience.
I think everyone will be able to understand this in one way or another. I just enjoyed it and let my girlfriend spoil me orally. While she lovingly spoiled the shaft, the acorn and the eggs with the mouth and clam, I saw one or the other person from time to time. Sometimes more times less dressed, sometimes completely naked, they took a look at us, one longer the next only fleeting.
A somewhat corpulent man certainly stopped for two minutes and watched my cock again and again like Julia, centimeter after centimeter, slowly to repeat the same spectacle a few seconds later. The “big one” just smiled at me in a friendly manner and took his cock out of my underpants to easily rub his tail while watching Julia when blowing. You have to say that people seemed a good feeling for the situation.
Even the passive spectators didn’t even try to get closer to us. Somehow you seemed to know that we had to give us some time for us now. —————— It was pleasant that none of those present even thinking about it seemed to be joining us. I took someone behind us again and again, as I was crazy or even briefly stopped but I just continued to pamper my boyfriend orally.
What was actually a long time ago it was slowly becoming clear to me. While I gently caressed Christian’s eggs with my tongue, I realized that we would have sex here today. Actually a silly finding but she only came to me at that moment when my tongue stroked his testicles and at the same time he prudently taught my top. Since the gentleman apparently could not access it well in this position, I briefly let his tail off strip the top over my head, reached back and let the closure of my bra open.
After I had given him my breasts for a second (why he found it fascinating after two years, I was a mystery to me) I leaned down again and closed my lips over his glans. I slowly let my lips over the glans, the shaft sliding down centimeters by centimeter his penis kept my mouth on and I enjoyed it. I love it when I feel like it in this way.
The thought that it is horny for him motivates me again and again. The way his whole link shrugs when I gently suck on the glans to be even more tender to be more tender. Who tenses how his whole abdomen tenses when I suck his eggs. The way he can only breathe quietly and quickly if my lips enclose the shaft tingling it in my abdomen. And if he stops the air with lust then I would only like to touch his abdomen with my nose for a moment longer.
Sometimes I jokingly say that my tip of my nose was probably tickled by the fleeting touch on the stomach. Funny only I find it but make it horny do it both of us. Today of course I save myself the comment because my wonderful friend takes the next step. I know the way his hands gently press my head up. I know immediately that I should roll myself on my back now. Of course I follow his gentle guided tour and expect it to be able to feel his tongue, his fingers or the pleasure of the pleasure between my legs next.
I close my eyes and feel my panties pulled down under the skirt. He wanders down one leg with gentle kisses and then the other leg back up. He kisses my venus hill, gently strokes his tongue over my labia and briefly sucks in the clit. I listen to it when he lovingly sucks it as if my intimate area is a particularly delicious lollip.
I am all the more disappointed when he drains off my pleasure center again after a few moments and slowly kisses up over my stomach … his lower lip gently strokes my excited nipples, then gently down the upper lip again, just a touch of a touch but soI like it especially for the beginning. Then his lips enclose the atrium, nipple and as much breast as we suck carefully. Fantastic, as always, it has understood that before and until today nobody understood to deal with my breasts, always the right intensity at the right time.
In general, he is something very special in all areas with his mouth, I just love it no matter where he uses his mouth. With your eyes and opened mouth open, I enjoy it as he spoils my breasts, until his lips then land on my mouth. At the same time I feel how his glans are led to the center by my labia. Seconds later his penis penetrates deep into my vagina. She happily receives him for our first traffic at a sex party.
As usual, his glans stays deep inside me and he kisses me gently but challenging. As always, I can’t really concentrate on kissing at the beginning and I torn back and forth between the tongue and a quiet lusty moan. I stroke through his hair and hug him, pull him to me and recorded as we are immediately and starts to move his pelvis slowly. The fact that he licks on my earlobe only increases lust and I groove with relish.
When I open my eyes I see over the sofa like a thicker gentleman, apparently he kneels on it and looks directly into my eyes. A moment later the Ms. Doctor appears next to him and cumbersome on a rubber while watching our lovemaking. Alternately I look at the two, completely without shame or embarrassment, while my friend is slowly but intensely loving me. While Christian keeps penetrating slowly but deeply, the thickness plays on his cock and Mrs. Doctor extends the condom backwards.
I don’t know who, but a few moments later, it is always easily pushed over the sofa tendon and then back again. With your eyes flashing with lust, she looks directly into my face while she is thrown back and back faster and back. As in the sauna, I have probably now put all concerns and social conventions. It even makes me horny that this woman looks at our lovemaking while obviously being taken from behind.
From whom, now he takes her quite violently, it is clapping and moaning to hear and Ms. Doctor has torn her mouth wide open. She fixes my eyes, it seems to be just as much as watching me like the other is taken. While it claps wildly with her, Christian is even more cautious, deep and intense but slow, so I like it so. I guess the reason when he lets his penis slip out of me immediately.
Not only does it get horny but usually does not come too quickly but quickly but quickly. At least the first time. Not that it would be bad, it is only in 10% of the cases what if he comes and I am about the climax. But then there is the second round or his fingers. In any case, there is no reason to pause for him today. My head gives me enough desire and just wants more and I grab his buttocks and press his pelvis on mine.
While his love toys slide back into my wet cave, I hear how he breathes into my ear “honey, I will come right otherwise …”. As if that were a secret. “Please… but before again Doller okay?“I whisper back. Although Mrs. Doctor is heard loudly, he seems to understand and begins to push me more firmly. I look at Ms. Doctor and the fat one. One just exhausted over the sofa client, the other slowly wanking. I feel how Christian’s cock gets thicker in me and so my pleasure cavity massages even more intensely.
Both together let me breathe faster, let the muscles of my vagina tense and build up a tingling in my abdomen. Christian begins to bump with full strength, he is across the point to avert his orgasm. Fortunately, I’m already on the way. My vagina twitches and I can’t breathe for a moment when he pushes his glans deep into the vagina and relieves groans. I already know that after his eggs have pumped the first or two pumps into me a few more times to get rid of the rest.
And then, just as expected, once, twice, three times then my body begins to tremble and I moan loudly. While he is unloading the rest of his sperm in me with the next two bumps, I come to my climax loudly. The orgasm rolls through my body for seconds while Christian is slowly sinking down on me. Our orgasms slowly turn away and our sweaty bodies start to relax again. The thickness just smiles and continues to rub his cock, Ms. Doctor winks (apparently) with satisfaction and reverses again to the other side of the sofa tendon.
It is amazing how fast we have put all inhibitions after our sauna adventure. Today there were hardly any concerns and we just felt free and had just sex here in the foreign living room, no matter who was there and what they were doing. Strictly speaking, it made the presence of others and their hustle and bustle even better. My orgasm was wonderful but I immediately got in the wish that this should not have been the last one today.
So I kissed my friend gently. ————– Julia’s kiss is wonderfully loving. I am gently pushed down by her and turned onto the back. She grabs the two that is near a condom bowl to wipe the coarsest sperm. She gently presses me on my back and kisses my upper body and only puts her lips over my sperm -tiled cock seconds later. Very tender and carefully sucked on my (after orgasm) sensitive staff.
Wow that was rarely made it so rarely. In the first few weeks of our relationship, she had always sucked it clean, now she only did it when … Ohhhh dawned it to me, the lady would like more … she just showed me that she didn’t want to leave our first party after the first sexMake sure I wanted to stay too. Your oral massage for my best piece was a question. The way you sucked my shaft and my acorn gently cleanly and caressed was a kind of dachshund view when it comes to the question: “Let’s stay a little more?“As always, we look forward to letters and comments and hope that the beginning of our new story is as well received as the others so far.
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