Swinging, Parenclubs, come in lots of different forms. It might be a club with lots of other people there, a meeting in a hotel room with a couple you’ve been messaging, or a party arranged by like-minded hedonists. What you like and how far you go are entirely up to you, and as we’re all different, we all have different likes, limits, and longings.
After I’d been to a few evenings at my first Parenclub, I started to recognise the regulars and spot the newcomers. When getting changed at the end of the evening, I was sometimes given small slips of paper by others, giving details of email lists and other parties. Strictly speaking, advertising for another event outside of that Parenclub wasn’t allowed, but everyone loves a rule-breaker!
I joined several email lists and started to receive a steady stream of adverts for couples, for parties and events, and about people’s wishes. Several piqued my interest, and I started to realise that I could swing every night of the week, and often during the day, at various events, and still stay within the city centre. If I was happy to travel further, there were even more opportunities.
One recurring set of invites was for gangbangs and bukkake parties. I’d seen a couple of gangbangs at the Parenclub but they were always arranged in advance, so I’d watched but not participated. But what did that matter? I knew what to do, and I was curious to try.
I replied to a message and got an answer from a guy. He wanted to know about me, my body type, measurements, age, likes, dislikes, and limits. It was all very clinical, but then so are gangbangs! I got the impression that all he really needed was for me to be female, and even if I hadn’t been, that might not have been a deal-breaker!
I arranged to be at a certain motel at a certain time. I called a girlfriend and told her where I was and that I’d call again in five minutes if I felt safe. I knocked on the right door, and there were eight guys inside. They were all in their forties and fifties, and I recognised two of them from one of the Parenclubs. I felt reassured, so I called my friend and said I’d call again later. The two of us had often done this when we used to use dating apps—just an extra way to feel a little safer.
The guys were all typical examples of Belgian men, and they all stood up when I came in the room! Some manners are just so ingrained in people, but again, it made me feel relaxed. I got offered a drink, and we all chatted for a short while. I knew there was no need to be seductive in a gangbang, so I hadn’t brought any special clothing with me. We all undressed together and left little piles of clothing against the far wall of the bedroom.
Me! Plus eight erections! I looked around, and a genuine feeling of lust passed over me. I kneeled down and reached out for one of the cocks. All of the guys were rock hard, and some of the cocks were slightly thicker than some of the others, and some seemed slightly longer than others. But by and large, they just looked like normal, average cocks, and I couldn’t wait to play. I sucked one cock and wanked another. I felt hands exploring me, caressing my breasts, feeling between my legs, and even one inside my ass. Another cock came close to my face, and I moved to suck that one.
Suddenly, I felt hot cum on my face. One guy had ejaculated already, and it wasn’t long before a second lot covered my face. And neither of these came from the guys I’d been sucking or wanking. It was all their own work! I decided to move onto the bed, and as I started to move, I was lifted by one of the guys and pushed onto the edge of the bed. He entered me without any warning or gentleness, and I gasped as he started to fuck me.
Two guys were on either side of my face, and I kept alternating between each cock. But the more I was being fucked vigorously, the more difficult it was to coordinate my mouth and hand and enjoy the feelings between my legs. After a few more minutes of fucking, the first guy came, and he was almost immediately replaced by another. I could feel how wet I was—sloppy and cum-filled. I didn’t have time to get my breath back before the second guy started.
After a few minutes, he pulled me over and took me doggy style. I was still surrounded by the rest of the gang and still sucking and wanking as best I could, as well as receiving occasional cum shots over my face and head. He donated more cum in me, and then the third guy took over.
How would you explain how I was feeling at the time? Greedy, horny, excited, out of breath, naughty, contented, depraved, and certainly not wanting it to end. Luckily, the guys didn’t seem to want that either. As one guy came, the next guy took his place. The guys around my face were being sucked and wanked by me, and others were wanking over me at the same time.
I couldn’t tell you how long this went on; whether time was moving slowly or fast wasn’t anything of which I had any inkling. But after eight guys had had me, or had I had them, we stopped for a break and for more drinks. I didn’t want any alcohol, but I thoroughly enjoyed a can of Spa Rood!
All of the guys had cum at least twice, either inside me or over me, and after the break, some of the guys were more interested in watching than playing. From somewhere, a tube of lube appeared. I was so wet that I really didn’t think that would be necessary, even after a break in proceedings, but of course, this was for my ass. A generous helping of lube was inside me, and then more on the first guy’s cock, and my backside was penetrated easily. I really love anal sex, but I’ve never had it in a group situation. That was all about to change!
I was taken from behind, doggy style. I sat on top of one guy, facing out, and my favourite way, which I had at the end, was face down, bum up, with the guy almost straddling me. I’d never had so much anal sex in a single session, and the sensations were incredible. The pleasure mixed in with the pain you often get with good, hard, deep anal was making me wild.
At the end of this round, two of the watchers wanted another go, and I was happy to be enjoyed. They were the last two that evening, which gave me a score of ten in my pussy, three in my ass, and no idea how many cum shots I had on my face. I had a very quick shower as the guys got dressed. Outside, it was pitch black, and my watch showed almost eleven at night. I left the guys there and drove home.
Since then, I’ve been to parties like this many times, both arranged privately, as this one was, and through various Parenclubs. I’ve always felt amazing during the bang and always leave smiling and satisfied, but often sore later on. I wouldn’t change a thing!
