After my first really party a few men had used my magic words and used me, but it was Paul that I phoned twice and he took me out to dinner before going back to my place and having an amazing time, but I will not bore you with that, I'll tell you about my first house party.

I received an email starting with my magic words ‘inviting’ me to a weekend party. I did not have a car so asked Gilly if I could refuse to go.

“It's not a problem,  I have an invite, I'll give you a lift.”

“Thank you, that's great.” 

On the way to the party Gilly filled in some history.  “There was an STD going around some years back, no one knew who brought it in, but Roger had his wife followed. She had a lover, so he divorced her and later married Sue from the community. Know they have weekend parties at their place.”

“So he divorced a woman who cheated on him and married another who he knew was sleeping with other men?”

“Yes, no need to hide anything.”

“But, if it was her who was the source of the STD, he was have unprotected sex with her, I thought that was not allowed?”

“He is an orange,  they pay for everything, they can fuck their wives bareback. We can't fuck other men bareback.”

“One rule for the rich…”

“Fraid so honey.”

Carol drove up a private drive and parked the car.

“You can leave everything in the car, you will not need it.”

It was a large house, later I counted six bedrooms and as many rooms down stairs. 

Sue met us at the front door, she was naked and Roger joined her just as naked.

“We are pleased you could make it, Gillian knows the way she will show you around.” Sue said with a kiss on the cheek.

Roger gave me a touch on the bum.

“Let them get something to eat first.” Sue admolish Roger.

“This is the billiard room, its the only room you can't fuck in, Roger does not want the table stained. Put everything in a bag and remember the number.” Gilly told me as she stripped and pushed her things into a bag. We put the bag in the corner where there were already half a dozen. 

“This is the dining room, there is a team that keeps the food stocked. We take care of the upstairs. You check the bedrooms every hour, on the half hour. If the beds are dirty, change the sheet. They have a full time maid, but she is in the community. If you are being fucked, don't worry about the check, I'll show you around later. Apart from that you are free to enjoy the house and fuck.”

We had something to eat and drink and went upstairs to be shown my duties. There was a man giving doggy to a woman in one room.

We went down to the swimming pool and I took a swim before dark. I had never swam in the nude and I was enjoying the water, when there was a splash. 

“Paul, you surprised me.” 

“You look gorgeous swimming, I had to join you.” 

“I'm glad you did.” I locked my hands around his neck.

He was as naked as I was and he pulled me to him.

“You're hard.” I told him.

“Of course I am, you do that to me. Hold the ladder.”

“What?”

“Hold the ladder and open your legs.”

Paul found my pussy and slid in. Him doing that turned me on, but the water around us seemed to slow his moves down. Yes he could reach every part of me with his hands but the force of his thrusts were affected by the water. I think it was the thought of us doing it in the water rather than the act that got me off and poor Paul had to put in more effort than normal.

“I've always wanted to do that.” Paul told me.

We went back into the house for food and drinks, I missed my first check. The house was starting to fill up.

Jim commanded. “Shall we go upstairs?” It was put politely as a question. 

I looked at Paul as I was taken out of the room.

“See you later.” Paul said.

“You have been busy already.” Tim observed as he dipped his finger into me.

“Is that a problem? I can go and clean myself up.”

“No problem, I intend to make you dirty.” 

“I hoped you were going to.”

“You're not like the rest, you're a proper slut.” He told me as his manhood replaced his fingers. “Yes, a proper slut.”

“Is that a good thing?”

“I like sluts.” It was a simple answer and he was a simple man. 

I was on my back, and he was giving me a simple pounding. His language was a bit of a turn off, but I came once. He was off before I even sat up. I stripped the sheet off, dropped it in the basket and replaced it from the pile in the corner.

I went down stairs for a drink in the sitting room, a man who's name I could not remember was having a woman over a sofa. Most were looking at them and a few men were touching women. One woman was kissing a man.

Some drifted upstairs. That was Friday a dozen men and two dozen women. We all drifted around, sometimes stopping for sex, but we all ended up sharing beds.

In the morning we had breakfast around the big table. Breakfast lasted about two hours. People came down when they woke and drifted away when they finished, often to go back to bed.

As the temperature rose the activity moved to the pool. That was when Paul sneaked me away to a bedroom, he locked the door.

It was divine. We had time, time to kiss, time to touch, time to lick and time to make love. It was ages before we got to intercourse, when he entered me I was already in ecstasy. His manhood was deep in me when I came the third time. I came a sixth time when he filled me. We stayed there together close, hugging and kissing before we went back down stairs. 

Only Simon had made me feel so sexy, so wanted and so loved. I was not sure if Paul loved me, I was just a woman he knew he could have. I was even less sure Simon loved me, since I was made a part of the community he was seeing less of me. I knew I  was falling for Paul and I wondered if I should,  he was an orange and I was just a yellow, a woman to be used.

As the afternoon moved into evening the orgy started. It was two really in the bedrooms. Men moved between them. Men had women, women sucked men, as they did other men took them from behind. I was glad I had irritated. There was no showering between men, no changing sheets, just sex.

All I can be certain of is that five men had me, three in my pussy, two in the other place, but it was after that I was taken to heaven.

Sue, Jane and myself cleaned each other and we did not care who knew. We were one, whose hand it was here or there I did not know or care. All I knew was it was enjoyable, but at last I needed to rest.

The orgy was breaking up and people were drifting off to other rooms, or going down for supper.

Sunday was much the same as Saturday morning, after lunch people started to drift home.

That was not the last house party I was invited to but it was among the best. I had wild anyone sex and Paul made love with me.