More than 2 weeks had gone by since we last saw John and Diane, when John phoned me one evening and said “I have details of the initiation for you”. We had been watching a particularly good drama on the TV but, as soon as she realised who was calling, Diane turned the sound down and watched me intently. John said the planned date was the coming Saturday evening, it was then Tuesday. “Is that OK with you?” he asked. I turned to Angie and said “Saturday evening”, which she happily said was fine. When I relayed our approval to John, he gave me an address, about 10 miles from us, where it was due to happen. “Good luck” he said “have a good time”. Angie and I looked at each other and I could tell we were both feeling excited. All thought of the TV drama we had been watching had gone, we both wanted to go upstairs to make love, which we did passionately and with unusual aggression. We decided in the morning that we should refrain from sex until after the initiation because, as Angie put it “I want to feel fresh for this new experience”. She also suggested that I should save my stamina for Saturday. On the following Saturday evening, we duly arrived at the address, pretty much on time 9.00 pm. I knocked on the door which, after a short pause, was answered by a guy who looked as though he was early 60’s, 5’ 8” tall with slightly receding hair. He shook me by the hand and gave Angie a peck on the cheek - slightly formal I thought, but who was I to understand the formalities on an occasion such as this. He took us through to the lounge where the other people we were expecting to meet were seated with drinks in their hands. I shook hands with the guys and touched cheeks with the ladies, while Angie touched cheeks with everybody. Apart from saying hello to everybody, nobody volunteered their name, so we did likewise. We were asked what we would like to drink and we both chose a glass of red wine, which arrived within a couple of minutes. Unsure of what to say, Angie and I allowed the other couples to lead the conversation and it turned out to be this and that, the weather, things that I thought were supposed to make Angie and I feel at ease. All of a sudden, Angie said “I’m not sure what the etiquette is on this occasion, or how it is supposed to start, but would it be alright if Nick and I had a little dance – to make us feel more relaxed”. There was ‘mood music’ playing in the background, not really the right thing to dance to, but I thought it would do for this purpose. The guy who had met us at the door said “yes, that’s fine” so we got up from our chairs and, as we put our hands on each other’s shoulders, Angie whispered in my ear “like at home …… with Adrian”. After a few moments shuffling round the centre of the room, Angie started to push my jacket off my shoulders and threw it back onto her chair. I responded by unzipping the back of her dress, pausing to caress her back and then sliding the shoulders forward, pausing while I kissed her gently on the lips, and then sliding the whole dress down, where she stepped out of it. I had not seen Angie dress earlier, so had not seen the underwear she had chosen and I was delighted to find it was in black, with pretty pink bows – a bra, suspender belt and stockings, with some very erotic loose fitting French knickers. I stood briefly admiring her beauty, before she started to unbutton my shirt, which was also thrown onto the chair. Angie immediately started to unbutton my trousers, so I kicked my shoes off towards the chair. I was starting to wonder what Angie’s all-fired hurry was, when I realised that the other three couples had joined us on the ‘dance floor’ and were busy undressing their partners too. As Angie lowered my trousers to the floor, the lady next to us who was busy undressing (I assume) her husband said to us “ooh this is so erotic. By the time I had got Angie down to her suspender belt, stockings and French knickers, I looked round to find that all of the other people were in a similar state of undress. The host said “I think it’s time to go upstairs” and reached a hand out towards Angie, which she took, and the 3 men plus Angie began trooping upstairs – closely followed by me and the 3 ladies (who I have to say would have caused a stir in any man’s boxer shorts, they certainly were in mine!) From this point on, I can only tell you how the experience happened for me, but I will ask Angie to post an account of her side of the bedroom wall later. Angie was led into one bedroom by the guys, the ladies taking me to another. I had wondered whether it would be like this or all in one bedroom, but I thought it made no difference as we could both hear what was happening next door – which was, in a sense, more erotic than being in the same room. When the bedroom door closed, one of the ladies got onto the bed saying “I’m first”. She was aged, I would guess, about mid-40’s, fairly slim but with a few ‘motherly curves; her boobs were bigger than Angie’s but smaller than Diane’s. I thought, well this is only the third woman I have ever been with, and the variety was delightful. She was still wearing her panties, so I climbed onto the bottom of the bed to begin sliding them down. The other two ladies obviously thought they should ‘prepare’ me too, as they grabbed hold of my boxers, and I had to step back off the bed so they could complete their task. As they slid my boxers down my semi-erect cock sprang out, and the lady who was lying on the bed said lustfully “ooh, am I going to get some of that”. I was now totally naked and ready to resume my attention to the lady on the bed. I decided that I would see how far I could get with oral sex first, so I slid her panties off, leaving her in just hold-up stockings, pushed her knees apart and dived in to her pussy. I think she must have been very aroused to start with as it seemed to be only minutes before she was wailing out her orgasm. After she had calmed down, she looked almost disappointed that she had cum so quickly. The second lady climbed onto the bed beside her, she was older, perhaps early 60’s with a fuller figure, but nonetheless quite attractive. She was wearing only stockings and suspender belt, and she had quite a hairy pussy. It was at this point that we all heard Angie wailing out an orgasm next door. I crawled onto the foot of the bed and decided to try the same as the first lady, a bit of oral. Whilst she was happy to go along with whatever I wanted, and seemed to be enjoying it, it was clear after several minutes that there was no sign of an orgasm – or at least she was very good at disguising it. As she was already aroused from my oral ministrations, I decided I would see if she would succumb to being fucked. I crawled up between her thighs and she said “ooh lovely”. Sliding into her was a very nice experience as she was clawing at my back and squirming her hips as I achieved full length. I had already adopted the frame of mind that I didn’t want to cum yet, so it was relatively easy to fuck her for several minutes without cumming. It became apparent that she was not going to orgasm simply by fucking her, so I turned her over and slid into her doggy style. I began mauling her ample breasts, which she approved of with vocal appreciation, but still no sign of an orgasm. However, when I started to rub her clitoris, it was clear that I had found the right place and she began panting and shouting out “oh yes, oh yes, oh yesssss”. Eventually, she calmed down, rolled onto her back, and grabbed hold of my head to kiss me passionately. The third lady was in her early 50’s, her size and shape being very similar to our friend, Diane. Having watched the two other ladies being pleasured, she was keen to get on the bed with me and, when I slid my hand between her thighs, it was clear she was already wet, so I decided to continue where I had left off with the second lady, doggy style. Immediately I entered her, I seemed to have touched her cervix – I didn’t know I was that big – and she began squeezing my cock with her vaginal muscles. This seemed to increase the ‘friction’ for both of us and, when I reached round to pinch her clitoris between my fingers, she quickly began panting and wailing out her orgasm. During all of this, I had felt totally in control of my own climax, such that I heard Angie orgasming again through the bedroom wall. I had rolled onto my back beside lady 3 as she gradually came down from her climax. I noticed the first lady sitting in the chair in the corner, with her knees wide apart, frantically frigging herself. At this point, I had not cum, so I thought I should offer her what she had said she wanted in the beginning. I got off the bed, walked over to her and took over frigging her clit. It quickly became clear that her own stimulation had achieved a good flow of juices, so I said “would you like to fuck” to her. She couldn’t get onto the bed quick enough, she had no time for further foreplay, she wanted me inside her – and I was happy to oblige. Having fucked her for a couple of minutes, it was clear my earlier control was evaporating and, as she hit another orgasm, I could feel the sap rising. She was already abusing me verbally when I started to climax, and flooding her pussy with my sperm certainly did it for her – and me too!!! God that was good!!! As we calmed down, I rolled onto my back beside her, and the other two ladies moved in, with the clear intention of cleaning us up. Lady 2, the oldest, began licking my still erect cock, while lady 3 was licking out lady 1’s pussy, giving her yet another orgasm. I heard Angie again next door, and this seemed to be the biggest of all for her, as she was literally shouting the house down. I thought, good job it is a detached house. The lady who had cleaned up my cock crawled up beside me and I kissed her on the lips, tasting the mixture of my sperm and female juices on her mouth; I licked my lips and told her that that had tasted nice, to which she smiled. The other two ladies reached over to kiss me too, and I thought what a nice gesture, they had clearly enjoyed it as much as me. The time had arrived to go downstairs, so we collected up the clothes that had made it upstairs, and went down to search for our other clothing. Shortly after we got down to the lounge, the 3 men came in to the room as one of them was saying “that was awesome!” but they quickly went quiet when they realised I was there. The guy who was clearly the host said that Angie had gone to the bathroom to clean up, to which he added “I think she had a good time”. All three men smiled broadly. The oldest couple, who were clearly man and wife, had put on towelling robes, and the couple in their 50’s were, like me, getting dressed. The other couple – the woman of about 40 and her husband of similar age simply sat down, saying they were staying on for a bit with the hosts – all four of them looked at me and smiled. The host said that Angie and I could stay if we wished and I suggested we see what Angie says. When Angie came into the lounge, I thought she had a well-fucked look – hair slightly ‘tousled’, make up needing attention, but a broad smile on her face. She had already put her French knickers back on and she began gathering up her other clothes. I said that some of the others were staying on to play some more, but she declined their invitation to stay. Having re-dressed ourselves, the farewells were much less formal than when we arrived, I had a passionate kiss with each of the ladies, and each of the men had a gentle grope with Angie. When I shook hands with each of the men, they all said their wives had told them that I had acquitted myself well – and they hoped they would see Angie and me again in the not too distant future. As we drove home, Angie told me that, as Diane had said, the men were all very gently and respectful, but it had been wonderful for her having three lustful men wanting her. When we got home, Angie wanted to go straight to bed – as she put it, to confirm our commitment to each other. This time, however, Angie wanted me to fuck her – hard – with animal passion – and, amazingly, I was able to flood her slightly ‘sloppy’ pussy with my seed.