This happened back in the late 60s, I went to a house warming party well all the drinks were free so I helped myself. After about 4 to5 hours of drinking mingling and talking to people the party was winding down.

The host said to me how was I getting home, I said I brought my car but I'm too drunk to drive so I said ide walk. He said why don't I stop the night in the spare bedroom. So I accepted his offer.

He showed me in the room and I said thanks or I think I did. I got undressed down to my y fronts in those days.

Now I tell the story as he told me the next day.

He said that I fell asleep straight away, he came in and checked I was OK he said I was laying on top of the bed in my pants. He came to the side of the bed and was talking to me, asking me things. He said I was answering him with mum's and sort of grunts.

He said I looked so lovely laying there, he said he asked me if he could feel me, Umm was the answer so he played with me running his hands over my body. He said I was making appreciated noises. He said he would like to tie me to the bed blindfold me and have his way with me, would you like that and I'm supposed to have said Umm. He said he said to me to to say please then. I'm supposed to have said please, so he took that as a green light for him to do more.

He then told me he tied me to the bed and put a blindfold on me, but I still had my pants on, so he cut them off with scissors at the waist band.

He asked me if I liked massages I said umm, he said he poured oil over me and massaged me all over. He said he asked me if I liked that and I said Ummm yes. So he carried on playing. He said he fingered me for sometime then he said he asked if ide like him to put his cock in I'm supposed to have said yes, as he pushed it in me I said ummm so he continued to fuck me.

At this point some other guests entered the room stood watching then all joined in with the fun. He told me that all five of them had fucked me and that I had licked their cocks clean. He said he hoped I didn't mind as I had sort of agreed by saying umm and please and making appreciative noises. I couldn't really say much about it as I didn't know it was happening anyway. My pants had been cut as he had said, my arse was a bit sore, and a taste in my mouth. He offered me a coffee and said he would love to have me again sometime sober. But I never did go back. I never did know who the other 4 blokes were who had, had the pleasure of me either. I think that's why I like wearing my blindfold now and let people fondle me.

I was about 18 at the time and in a drunken stuper it felt like dreaming, of bits that came back to me as he was telling me.