RUINED FOR LIFE
There were only seven of us remaining at the party. We had started out the evening with well over a dozen, but as the night wore on, and the beer flowed, the others had staggered home. I was there with my wife Julie. My close friends, John and Emily were the hosts of the party so, of course, they were still there as were another couple I knew well, Ed and Harriet. They had brought a friend with them I had never met before. Her name was Liz.
There was nothing exceptional about this party. John and Emily hosted them almost monthly and as usual by this late hour, everyone was getting naked. Some jumped in the hot tub, some played pool, some continued drinking, and some jumped into bed with each other. We are all nudists or swingers. My wife and I were of the former, we’re nudists, and although we have known John and Emily and the other swingers for over a decade, we have never slept with another couple or anyone but each other. Our rule had always been we can suck, kiss, fondle, lick, and rub anything we like--just no actual intercourse. I had always been able to live with that restriction and so had my wife.
So, sitting naked in a hot tub with a bunch of other people is nothing out of the ordinary. Even having some of them screwing right next to you or in the bedroom just inside with the doors wide open was commonplace. There had been numerous times I watched and participated as the women, including my wife, would lay back on the pool table and have whipped cream sprayed on their nipples and pussies. They would smile and giggle with delight as the guys would slowly lick the sweet cream off and then suck on their nipples and clit. I’ve had a blowjob from every one of the women that regularly attended the parties and it usually occurred right in the middle of the room.
My wife, who is rather petite with big nicely rounded natural breasts, relatively slim hips, and legs that you want wrapped around you, fell asleep on the couch. Passed out might be a better description because she was sound asleep. Ed and Emily went into the bedroom and began fondling each other. John was already in the hot tub when I got in and Harriet and Liz both joined us shortly thereafter.
Ed’s wife, Harriet, was short but plump. Not so much that you couldn’t see everything you like to see when a naked woman stands in front of you, but she had a little extra weight and a bit of a stomach. Liz was much taller. Not as tall as I am, but definitely a taller woman. It was evident even with clothes on that she was also a bit heavy. Not rolly-polly heavy, but definitely not slim. When she got into the hot tub, it was the first time I had seen her without clothes and I had to admit, she looked much better without the clothes. She was a larger woman, but carried it well. Probably because of her height. Her ass was nicely rounded and smooth, and her legs, although heavy, were proportional, smooth, and still showed muscle underneath. She had a rounded stomach but not so much that it hung down and her breasts were firm, rounded, and not out of proportion. I am not usually attracted to larger women, but she was nice to look at and I was certainly turned on looking at her.
Harriet took a seat next to John and Liz sat next to me. Almost immediately Harriet turned to lay on top of John and pushed her tits into his face. He responded by sucking on her nipple. She smiled and moaned with satisfaction. I took a long sip of beer.
Liz turned toward me and nibbled on my ear. It was ticklish and stimulating at the same time. By the ease of which she removed her clothes in a room full of strangers I surmised she had been told or at least knew what might go on at these parties and by the speed at which she started to come on to me, I figured she wanted to do what goes on at these parties.
I took another sip of beer and put the mug on the ledge. Liz swung her leg over me and sat in my lap facing me. She put her arms around my neck and I put my hands on her hips. They felt soft and smooth under the warm water. We stared at each other for a second. I didn’t know what to say but her gaze was beginning to really turn me on. She leaned in and nibbled gently on my neck. It was sunsual. I began to get hard and slid my hands down over her hips and to her thighs. They were like silk. She continued to nibble at my neck and my mind began to drift off.
I continued to caress her hips and thighs when without warning, she bit my neck. I flinched at the sudden change from gentle to rough. It was slightly painful but also stimulating. She looked at me with a devilish grin, taking pleasure in my surprise. She leaned in again and began to nibble the other side of my neck.
I moved my hand down the inside of her thigh and between her legs. Her clean shaven pussy was soft yet firm. I rubbed my hand over and around every inch of her pussy and mons. It was wonderful to feel every curve and hollow of her outer lips. Soft, plump, and silky.
Then, another bite to the neck. Again, I flinched. She leaned back looking at me in my astonishment with the same devilish grin as before. “You didn’t like it?” she questioned.
I didn’t answer right away because the more I though about it, the more I realized--I did like it. The sharp pain of the bite after having her soft lips and gentle nibbles roam over my neck was making me very horny. “I did like it,” I reluctantly admitted.
She leaned in again and began to do the same to my shoulder. John and Harriet got out of the spa and went into the bedroom with Ed and Emily. I returned to caressing her magnificent pussy. I began to press my middle finger between her lips as I rubbed back and forth over her pussy. She moaned slightly while kissing my shoulder. I pushed my finger in further until I could feel her inner labia with the tip of my finger. They were silky and wet, she moaned a little louder. I continued and moved my finger up to her clit. I felt her knees press together and squeeze my waist when I contacted the tip. I circled my finger around the perimeter and she moaned louder. Her clit began to get hard and erect.
I continued working on her clit and spreading her growing wetness around. She bit me on the shoulder with more force than she had used on my neck. It hurt like hell, but this time I didn’t flinch and I didn’t stop stimulating her. She tenderly kissed the bitten area then moved to my other shoulder. By now my finger was deep between her outer pussy lips. I slid the tip down to the entrance of her vagina and gently slid my finger in until the first joint, all the while keeping the base of my finger in contact with her now hard and erect clit. I moved my finger in and out of her vaginal opening while simultaneously rubbing her clit. She began to squirm in my lap.
She was now moaning continuously and was about to orgasm. She bit down hard on my shoulder and didn’t let up. Her legs squeezed together in rhythmic spasms and she moaned. I could feel her cumming as the muscles in her vagina tightened and contracted around my cock. She groaned with every contraction. I eased off on her clit as the spasms grew less intense. She released her clench on my shoulder and laid her head there until the contractions stopped. I stopped rubbing her pussy as she leaned back.
“Did you enjoy that?” I asked jokingly.
“That was intense,” she replied. “Now it’s your turn.”
“I don’t ordinarily do…” I began to explain about the rule my wife and I have but she cut me off in mid sentence.
“Too bad,” she said, “now I’m going to make you cum like you’ve never cum before.” She reached down between my legs and grabbed my erect cock. “You’re hard as a rock,” she said as she stroked the length of my dick.
She reached down with her other hand and grabbed my balls, manipulating her fingers until both testicles were evenly in her hand and then held me with a firm grip. She looked me in the eyes with the same devilish grin as before and said, “I’m going to hurt your nuts and you’re going to love it.”
I believed her. I was a bit scared but also intrigued. I knew from the bites she had no reservation about inflicting some pain, but she was also gentle and tender when not biting. I didn’t say anything anticipating what was about to come next.
She closed her hand around my balls and squeezed. My leg muscles tightened up as if I were going to stand, but she was in my lap and I wasn’t going anywhere. “I’m going to hurt your nuts so badly that they’re going to be sore for a week. Every time you sit down you’re going to remember what I did to your nuts and every time you fuck that gorgeous little wife of yours you’ll think of me. I’m going to ruin you.”
She squeezed harder than I could have ever imagined. The pain made every muscle in my body contract. I groaned out load. She continued to squeeze my sac while stroking my cock gently with the other hand. I was in both agony from the squeezing and ecstasy from the stroking. Somehow, I didn’t pass out.
She released her grip. The sharp pain subsided, but my balls ached as they had never ached before. She raised her hips and slid forward towards me. The buoyancy of the water made it easy for her to do in one smooth motion. “Time for you to feel my pussy,” she said as she lowered herself onto my dick and guided it in with her hand.
Her pussy was warm and wet and my hard, throbbing cock slid in without any friction. She released her grip on my cock and slid all the way down. My balls still ached, but her pussy was soothing. She reached around behind her back and grabbed my balls again. As before, she manipulated them into position and then squeezed. I flinched and thrust upward. She moaned at the thrust and eased off on the squeeze.
“Again,” she said as she squeezed even harder this time. A wave of pain came over me as my muscles tightened and I thrust upward again. I moved in and out of her while she maintained her grip on me. The silky smoothness of her pussy sliding up and down on my shaft moderated the pain in my testicles somewhat, but not completely, and just as I was beginning to not feel as much pain she would swiftly tighten her grip causing me to spasm and plunge into her again. I groaned loudly at every squeeze.
We continued with the squeezing and thrusting for what seemed to be an eternity. The pain in my balls kept me from cumming and the feel of her wet pussy was making me want to cum. I had never felt anything like it. She was in complete control of me.
“Are you ready to cum?” she finally asked.
“Oh god, yes,” I answered.
She released her grip on my nuts and began to move up and down on my cock as I continued to move in and out of her. I was lost in a rapture of ecstasy and began to cum. It was both painful and pleasurable at the same time. She had hurt my balls so much that every orgasmic spasm sent a sharp wave of pain through my testicles yet at the same time a wave of pleasure through my cock. It was unbelievable and it lasted longer than any orgasm I’d ever had.
I was finally spent and stopped my thrusting motions. She stopped moving too and leaned forward to lay on my chest and hug me. “How do you feel?” she whispered softly into my ear.
“Spent and used up,” I answered.
“How are your balls?”
My balls ached. No, they hurt. There was a definite pain there. I felt as if I didn’t want to move or they’d hurt even worse. “They hurt. A lot,” I answered.
“Good. Now you’ll remember me every time you fuck. You’ll want that same feeling I just gave you and you’ll never get it from anyone else. I’ll be in your mind for the rest of your life.”
She got off of me and joined the others in the bedroom. I couldn’t move. I lay there in the hot tub for almost an hour before I could get my muscles working and haul myself out.
She was right. My balls ached for the next two weeks and every time I sat down, a spasm of pain went through my testicles, and I thought of her. I couldn’t fuck my wife for five days after that session and when I finally did all I could think of was Liz. In fact, every time I fuck her I think of Liz and my balls stopped hurting a very long time ago. I’ve never seen her since that night but she ruined me for anyone else besides her.
There were only seven of us remaining at the party. We had started out the evening with well over a dozen, but as the night wore on, and the beer flowed, the others had staggered home. I was there with my wife Julie. My close friends, John and Emily were the hosts of the party so, of course, they were still there as were another couple I knew well, Ed and Harriet. They had brought a friend with them I had never met before. Her name was Liz.
There was nothing exceptional about this party. John and Emily hosted them almost monthly and as usual by this late hour, everyone was getting naked. Some jumped in the hot tub, some played pool, some continued drinking, and some jumped into bed with each other. We are all nudists or swingers. My wife and I were of the former, we’re nudists, and although we have known John and Emily and the other swingers for over a decade, we have never slept with another couple or anyone but each other. Our rule had always been we can suck, kiss, fondle, lick, and rub anything we like--just no actual intercourse. I had always been able to live with that restriction and so had my wife.
So, sitting naked in a hot tub with a bunch of other people is nothing out of the ordinary. Even having some of them screwing right next to you or in the bedroom just inside with the doors wide open was commonplace. There had been numerous times I watched and participated as the women, including my wife, would lay back on the pool table and have whipped cream sprayed on their nipples and pussies. They would smile and giggle with delight as the guys would slowly lick the sweet cream off and then suck on their nipples and clit. I’ve had a blowjob from every one of the women that regularly attended the parties and it usually occurred right in the middle of the room.
My wife, who is rather petite with big nicely rounded natural breasts, relatively slim hips, and legs that you want wrapped around you, fell asleep on the couch. Passed out might be a better description because she was sound asleep. Ed and Emily went into the bedroom and began fondling each other. John was already in the hot tub when I got in and Harriet and Liz both joined us shortly thereafter.
Ed’s wife, Harriet, was short but plump. Not so much that you couldn’t see everything you like to see when a naked woman stands in front of you, but she had a little extra weight and a bit of a stomach. Liz was much taller. Not as tall as I am, but definitely a taller woman. It was evident even with clothes on that she was also a bit heavy. Not rolly-polly heavy, but definitely not slim. When she got into the hot tub, it was the first time I had seen her without clothes and I had to admit, she looked much better without the clothes. She was a larger woman, but carried it well. Probably because of her height. Her ass was nicely rounded and smooth, and her legs, although heavy, were proportional, smooth, and still showed muscle underneath. She had a rounded stomach but not so much that it hung down and her breasts were firm, rounded, and not out of proportion. I am not usually attracted to larger women, but she was nice to look at and I was certainly turned on looking at her.
Harriet took a seat next to John and Liz sat next to me. Almost immediately Harriet turned to lay on top of John and pushed her tits into his face. He responded by sucking on her nipple. She smiled and moaned with satisfaction. I took a long sip of beer.
Liz turned toward me and nibbled on my ear. It was ticklish and stimulating at the same time. By the ease of which she removed her clothes in a room full of strangers I surmised she had been told or at least knew what might go on at these parties and by the speed at which she started to come on to me, I figured she wanted to do what goes on at these parties.
I took another sip of beer and put the mug on the ledge. Liz swung her leg over me and sat in my lap facing me. She put her arms around my neck and I put my hands on her hips. They felt soft and smooth under the warm water. We stared at each other for a second. I didn’t know what to say but her gaze was beginning to really turn me on. She leaned in and nibbled gently on my neck. It was sunsual. I began to get hard and slid my hands down over her hips and to her thighs. They were like silk. She continued to nibble at my neck and my mind began to drift off.
I continued to caress her hips and thighs when without warning, she bit my neck. I flinched at the sudden change from gentle to rough. It was slightly painful but also stimulating. She looked at me with a devilish grin, taking pleasure in my surprise. She leaned in again and began to nibble the other side of my neck.
I moved my hand down the inside of her thigh and between her legs. Her clean shaven pussy was soft yet firm. I rubbed my hand over and around every inch of her pussy and mons. It was wonderful to feel every curve and hollow of her outer lips. Soft, plump, and silky.
Then, another bite to the neck. Again, I flinched. She leaned back looking at me in my astonishment with the same devilish grin as before. “You didn’t like it?” she questioned.
I didn’t answer right away because the more I though about it, the more I realized--I did like it. The sharp pain of the bite after having her soft lips and gentle nibbles roam over my neck was making me very horny. “I did like it,” I reluctantly admitted.
She leaned in again and began to do the same to my shoulder. John and Harriet got out of the spa and went into the bedroom with Ed and Emily. I returned to caressing her magnificent pussy. I began to press my middle finger between her lips as I rubbed back and forth over her pussy. She moaned slightly while kissing my shoulder. I pushed my finger in further until I could feel her inner labia with the tip of my finger. They were silky and wet, she moaned a little louder. I continued and moved my finger up to her clit. I felt her knees press together and squeeze my waist when I contacted the tip. I circled my finger around the perimeter and she moaned louder. Her clit began to get hard and erect.
I continued working on her clit and spreading her growing wetness around. She bit me on the shoulder with more force than she had used on my neck. It hurt like hell, but this time I didn’t flinch and I didn’t stop stimulating her. She tenderly kissed the bitten area then moved to my other shoulder. By now my finger was deep between her outer pussy lips. I slid the tip down to the entrance of her vagina and gently slid my finger in until the first joint, all the while keeping the base of my finger in contact with her now hard and erect clit. I moved my finger in and out of her vaginal opening while simultaneously rubbing her clit. She began to squirm in my lap.
She was now moaning continuously and was about to orgasm. She bit down hard on my shoulder and didn’t let up. Her legs squeezed together in rhythmic spasms and she moaned. I could feel her cumming as the muscles in her vagina tightened and contracted around my cock. She groaned with every contraction. I eased off on her clit as the spasms grew less intense. She released her clench on my shoulder and laid her head there until the contractions stopped. I stopped rubbing her pussy as she leaned back.
“Did you enjoy that?” I asked jokingly.
“That was intense,” she replied. “Now it’s your turn.”
“I don’t ordinarily do…” I began to explain about the rule my wife and I have but she cut me off in mid sentence.
“Too bad,” she said, “now I’m going to make you cum like you’ve never cum before.” She reached down between my legs and grabbed my erect cock. “You’re hard as a rock,” she said as she stroked the length of my dick.
She reached down with her other hand and grabbed my balls, manipulating her fingers until both testicles were evenly in her hand and then held me with a firm grip. She looked me in the eyes with the same devilish grin as before and said, “I’m going to hurt your nuts and you’re going to love it.”
I believed her. I was a bit scared but also intrigued. I knew from the bites she had no reservation about inflicting some pain, but she was also gentle and tender when not biting. I didn’t say anything anticipating what was about to come next.
She closed her hand around my balls and squeezed. My leg muscles tightened up as if I were going to stand, but she was in my lap and I wasn’t going anywhere. “I’m going to hurt your nuts so badly that they’re going to be sore for a week. Every time you sit down you’re going to remember what I did to your nuts and every time you fuck that gorgeous little wife of yours you’ll think of me. I’m going to ruin you.”
She squeezed harder than I could have ever imagined. The pain made every muscle in my body contract. I groaned out load. She continued to squeeze my sac while stroking my cock gently with the other hand. I was in both agony from the squeezing and ecstasy from the stroking. Somehow, I didn’t pass out.
She released her grip. The sharp pain subsided, but my balls ached as they had never ached before. She raised her hips and slid forward towards me. The buoyancy of the water made it easy for her to do in one smooth motion. “Time for you to feel my pussy,” she said as she lowered herself onto my dick and guided it in with her hand.
Her pussy was warm and wet and my hard, throbbing cock slid in without any friction. She released her grip on my cock and slid all the way down. My balls still ached, but her pussy was soothing. She reached around behind her back and grabbed my balls again. As before, she manipulated them into position and then squeezed. I flinched and thrust upward. She moaned at the thrust and eased off on the squeeze.
“Again,” she said as she squeezed even harder this time. A wave of pain came over me as my muscles tightened and I thrust upward again. I moved in and out of her while she maintained her grip on me. The silky smoothness of her pussy sliding up and down on my shaft moderated the pain in my testicles somewhat, but not completely, and just as I was beginning to not feel as much pain she would swiftly tighten her grip causing me to spasm and plunge into her again. I groaned loudly at every squeeze.
We continued with the squeezing and thrusting for what seemed to be an eternity. The pain in my balls kept me from cumming and the feel of her wet pussy was making me want to cum. I had never felt anything like it. She was in complete control of me.
“Are you ready to cum?” she finally asked.
“Oh god, yes,” I answered.
She released her grip on my nuts and began to move up and down on my cock as I continued to move in and out of her. I was lost in a rapture of ecstasy and began to cum. It was both painful and pleasurable at the same time. She had hurt my balls so much that every orgasmic spasm sent a sharp wave of pain through my testicles yet at the same time a wave of pleasure through my cock. It was unbelievable and it lasted longer than any orgasm I’d ever had.
I was finally spent and stopped my thrusting motions. She stopped moving too and leaned forward to lay on my chest and hug me. “How do you feel?” she whispered softly into my ear.
“Spent and used up,” I answered.
“How are your balls?”
My balls ached. No, they hurt. There was a definite pain there. I felt as if I didn’t want to move or they’d hurt even worse. “They hurt. A lot,” I answered.
“Good. Now you’ll remember me every time you fuck. You’ll want that same feeling I just gave you and you’ll never get it from anyone else. I’ll be in your mind for the rest of your life.”
She got off of me and joined the others in the bedroom. I couldn’t move. I lay there in the hot tub for almost an hour before I could get my muscles working and haul myself out.
She was right. My balls ached for the next two weeks and every time I sat down, a spasm of pain went through my testicles, and I thought of her. I couldn’t fuck my wife for five days after that session and when I finally did all I could think of was Liz. In fact, every time I fuck her I think of Liz and my balls stopped hurting a very long time ago. I’ve never seen her since that night but she ruined me for anyone else besides her.
