Initiation Into a Secret Sex Society

Darkness came early that night - a storm came in at 5pm with the usual ferocity of a mid-April storm, pounding the trees with wind and sheets of rain every 30 seconds preventing me from seeing farther than 20 meters in front of the car. We were far enough out in the rich suburbs north of Chicago that there were few streetlights and only the occasional lights at the gates of the mansions lining the road. I glanced over at my wife Sara, looking calm but cold. She was tightly wrapped in her purple wool peacoat. Sara has milk-chocolate skin, pouty lips, and piercing eyes. Her skin is the smoothest skin of anyone I know. She is plump, with a belly, enormous pendulous breasts (34I to be exact), a flat butt and strong legs. She wore her hair natural and close-cropped, only about one inch of hair.

"Are you nervous?" I asked.

"No," she replied. "If they like us, we get in. If not, we don't. I just hope I have the energy to last the evening."

"Ha! I'm with you on that. Although I think it is a lot harder for a man to last the full length of an orgy than it is for a woman." I was quite nervous about that. We were about to be the guests of honor at an orgy in a secret club that would at the end of the night evaluate and vote on whether we would be allowed to join. I'm 45 years old, certainly not a young man. Over the course of the evening I should be able to have two orgasms but I would probably be soft for an hour in between. If I were a little younger or less experienced I might have been nervous about other things but we had enough experience as swingers that I had let go of my insecurities. My cock is decidedly average, just under 6" in length with average girth (and not circumcised). But we had played with couples where the man had a bigger cock and I was just as able to drive the women wild (often with my tongue). The rest of me was also fairly average: 5'9" tall, medium build with only the tiniest love handles, light freckled skin with ruddy cheeks, brown hair that has turned half silver and a short-cropped beard that is now silver sprinkled with red.

We arrived at the entrance to the driveway at our destination. The gates were open. I slowly drove in and parked just past the walkway to the front door in the circular driveway. We both donned our parkas and ran out to the covered front porch and rang the doorbell. The door opened and our hosts greeted us and took our jackets and we removed our shoes. They were a couple in their early 60s. He was of average height, thin but muscled, with a deep tan complexion and a completely bald head. She was almost as tall as he with light tan skin, straight silver hair reaching down to her shoulders; she was built like him--they were probably both runners. They were both wearing long white robes and matching slippers. They introduced themselves as Greg and Linda and explained that they were the founders of this secret club and this was their house.

After some pleasantries they took our coats and brought us into the library. I, of course, was wearing a tuxedo, as has been specified by the invitation to the party. Sara was wearing an emerald green thin cotton wrap dress. You could clearly see the outlines of her areolas and nipples through the fabric. I had cut off most of the fabric at the bottom so that it ended just one inch below her buttocks, inviting the viewer to imagine what was just above. Once they had us sit down on an old leather couch the dress left nothing to the imagination and Sara's vulva was on full display. They removed their robes. Greg was wearing an impeccably tailored tuxedo. Linda wore a transparent silver ballgown that matched her hair and revealed her saggy B-cup breasts, bare pudenda, and long inner labia (almost two inches long).

Greg then started to explain everything about how the club works. "The rules are simple: Do not talk about the club to anyone. Members must not engage in any sexual activity outside of the group--members like avoiding having to use condoms. Consent is paramount and you are always free to reject anyone's advances. Once you have been a member for over a year you may invite others to join after having gotten to know them a bit and getting approval of the group. Once you are accepted into the club you are free to leave at any time. However, if you leave you are not allowed to come back. Do those rules seem reasonable?" We nodded and Linda began to talk.

"As for tonight, with you being prospective members, things are a bit different. This is an orgy but it is also a test. It is a test of your relationship and understanding of your partner and of your sexual abilities. You have the absolute right at any time to refuse any sexual act or stop any sexual act involving yourself. Do be aware that this may decrease your odds of being accepted into the group. But no means no to us and that is very important. Your safe word is "kale." We want to push your boundaries and see how much you truly can enjoy. But we also want to see you properly defend your hard boundaries if you reach them. This is also a test of your relationship so if you know your spouse absolutely dislikes some sexual act you can volunteer to take their place for that act."

Sara and I glanced at each other briefly before Linda took her by the hand and led her out. "I'll go over this with Sara and Greg will go over it with you," she said.

Greg then handed me a sheet of paper and a pen. There were three questions on it:

1. What will Sara not do that you will do in her place?

2. What are you not willing to do that Sara will do in your place?

3. What does Sara really enjoy?

I picked up the pen and started writing. Sara doesn't like cum on her face, anal sex, any sort of degrading talk, or giving cunnilingus. I can deal with all of that. The second question was easier - there isn't anything I dislike that Sara doesn't also dislike - so I left that blank. The third question was also easy: she loves intercourse. She loves it doggy style or missionary or any other position where she doesn't have to do a lot of work and she can just enjoy getting pounded. She also loves vibrator stimulation on her clit and having her nipples sucked. She is the consummate pillow princess. I wrote all that down and handed it to Greg. He read it over and smiled mischievously as he said, "I think you'll have a good time tonight."

After this Greg took me back through the foyer and into the ballroom. The room was full without feeling crowded, with about 20 couples, men all dressed in tuxedos like me and the women in revealing dresses. Greg pointed out the small tables with hors d'oeuvres and encouraged me to eat a bit but not too much. The room was quite warm; too large fireplaces were filled with flames caressing crackling wood.

"Now," he said, "you have a chance to get to meet everyone and mingle for about an hour before the fun begins." He introduced me to a couple and then we began talking. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Sara enter the room and she was engulfed by another group of couples. I guess this way we would be prevented from talking about what he had each written on the questionnaire to preserve any surprises.

I could describe in detail all the interesting conversations I had over the next hour but that is not why you are reading this. Suffice it to say, I had some great conversations on topics intellectual and not, sexy and normal. By the end of the hour, I had met everyone else there and got to know a few fairly well. Let me describe a couple of the women I met that most attracted me (and there were no unattractive women there). First was Olivia, a 40-year old Nigerian woman with skin so black it was almost blue. She had a round face, broad nose, cherubic cheeks and an eight-inch Afro. Her thick lips called out to be kissed and sucked. She was only five feet tall, had a bit of a tummy but massive breasts (32H if I had to guess) with the areolas fully one-third the size of her breasts. Her ass was high and round. As her white dress was translucent I could also see the massive bush between her legs. She was a chemist and was incredibly well-traveled. Another woman that left me awestruck was Celine, a very pregnant 33-year-old. She had a complexion like mine with lots of freckles and ruddy cheeks. Her thin, long nose and high cheekbones and long face gave her a haughty look; she could not be called traditionally beautiful but her face fit her personality. She was an economist and a runner and she was only a week away from her due date. Her C-cup breasts looked full and ripe and I just wanted to suck on them.

As the grandfather clock struck seven, Linda stepped into the middle of the room, no longer wearing a dress but wearing a red leather bodysuit that left her crotch and breasts bare, red leather boots with three inch heels.

"Okay," she said, "it is time for the initiation ceremony. Sara and John, please come here. Everyone else, you may now get changed and bring in the implements." Sara and I walked up to Linda and shared a brief kiss.

"You ready for this?" I asked.

"Yes. I'm going to come so much." She grinned slyly at me. "I really hope you are as perverted as I think you are. If so, you're going to love seeing everything they do to me and to you."

That was a bit of a shock coming from her - Sara was always called classy by our swinger friends - she didn't like to talk dirty at all. Her statement also implied that she knew more than I what was about to happen.

"Okay, cuties, no more chitter-chatter," Linda interjected. "Sara, they are bringing in a bed for you. Just choose a position and make yourself comfortable. But first, please hand me your dress so we don't get it dirty." She turned to me and asked me to remove my clothes. One of the men then came to lead Sara to the bed that was just being carried into the middle of the room.

Linda continued, "From now on, John, you are to address me as 'Mistress' and you will be my slave and the slave of everyone else here. You do still have the right to refuse any sex act but a proper slave doesn't refuse anything. Your wife told me about every one of your fantasies and fears and every one of them will be fulfilled tonight."

I must admit I was a little scared at the final phrase of what she had said.

A man brought out a bag from which Linda pulled out a leather collar, a butt-plug with a horse-hair tail, a leather lead rope for a horse, a red leather riding crop, and a black leather whip.

"On your hands and knees, slave," Mistress Linda ordered. I obliged. She then fastened the collar around my neck and attached the lead rope to it. "Now open your ass," she continued. She lubed up the butt plug and slipped it in my ass. There was the initial pain as she put it in and then I just felt a fullness. My cock was soon completely erect.

Mistress Linda noticed that and said derisively, "You won't get to use that unless you are a good slave. Now eat me and make me come."

She stepped in front of me and I marveled at the length of her inner labia - she must do something to stretch them. She had a fairly large clit that was poking out past its hood. I dove in and started kissing and licking. She tasted slightly musky and slightly sweet. As usual I started slow and gentle but after about ten minutes her moans had given me a good indication that she liked hard and direct stimulation and I was sucking hard on her clit, alternating with sucking on the labia and flicking my tongue back and forth against her clit. After another ten minutes her moaning got louder and she exclaimed, "Fuck, fuck, yes, yes, I'm coming!" As she came I pulled hard on her inner labia with one hand and jammed three fingers up her pussy with the other.

She looked down at me with a broad smile, saying, "Good job, slave. Now your reward is you get to watch men fuck your wife. I'll watch too and you will be my chair." She sat down on my back and I could finally see what had been happening to Sara while I had eaten out Linda. She was surrounded by most of the people in the room. She was in a modified doggy position, on her knees on the bed with her ass up high off the side of the bed and her head touching the bed. She had half a dozen pillows supporting her torso. I forgot the name of the man that was pumping his cock in and out of her. He was a fairly muscular bald guy about 50 years old with an average penis. Also on the bed were two other men, sucking Sara's nipples. Olivia was kneeling on the floor on the other side of the bed with one of her nipples in Sara's mouth. After a couple minutes the man fucking Sara groaned and announced he was coming.

Mistress Linda yanked my leash and said, "Okay, filthy boy. Sara told me that you like the idea of eating creampies but can't get yourself to do it by yourself--so now I'm ordering you to do it. You know she doesn't like the feeling of cum dripping out of her cunt so go clean her up now. Then you will clean her up again after each man cums inside her."

I looked up at her and replied, "Yes, mistress." I immediately felt a sharp sting as the riding crop hit my ass hard.

"This is your fantasy!" she shouted. "You will enjoy this! Tell me you want to eat your wife's creampies. She is doing this for you!"

"Yes, mistress! I want to eat cum! I want to lick Sara's pussy clean so she can get back to being pounded by every man here."

"Now that is more like it," she replied, grinning.

I crawled forward and then turned around to maneuver my face beneath Sara's vulva. I licked up all the cum dripping out of her and nibbled on her clit for a minute before Mistress Linda ordered me away. She then sat back down on my back.

The next man came over to the edge of the bed and started pounding Sara's pussy. He lasted for 12 minutes before cumming in her. Mistress Linda didn't even have to tell me what to do - I crawled over and licked Sara's pussy clean. I then crawled back to Mistress Linda and watched another guy fuck my wife. It went on like this for probably fifteen men and 90 minutes although I was so enraptured by my wife getting fucked that I lost track of time. After each man ejaculated, I dutifully licked my wife's pussy clean. I wasn't even bothered by my temporary subjugation and humiliation - I was thrilled and turned on watching Sara experience more pleasure than she ever had before. Almost the whole time I was completely erect and aching to stick my cock somewhere to get some relief. When my erection did temporarily wane, Mistress Linda would stroke it a few times until I was hard again.

Finally, after most of the men had had their way with Sara, Greg called out to Sara, "Are you ready for some double penetration?"

"Yes. I need a cock in my ass!" she cried, "Give it to me! Fuck me!"

This was another surprise - Sara never let me fuck her ass or even stick a finger in it. Her sexual inhibition must have been broken by the 90 minutes fucking she had just had.

One of the younger men at the party climbed onto the bed under Sara and laid down on his back. She straddled his cock and then leaned forward to kiss him. Another man in his mid-30s, built like a long-distance runner and with well-tanned skin and dark hair, got behind Sara and slowly inserted his skinny condom-clad cock into her ass. After a minute or so of slowly sliding in and out he started pumping faster and Sara began moaning loudly. Six minutes later he came and pulled out. She then started grinding against the man beneath her; she paused briefly while someone handed her a wand massager and then she resumed grinding furiously as she held the wand against her clit. Soon she was moaning in pleasure as she came multiple times and then finally collapsed back onto the bed with her feet near the man's shoulders. I could see now that he had come as well and his semen was dribbling out of Sara and coating his cock.

Mistress Linda looked at me with an evil grin and ordered me, "Cleanup time! Make sure they're both clean, my cumslut."

I crawled onto the bed and buried my face in Sara's cunt and licked her clean. As I finished she whispered to me, "Suck his cock, Jon. I want to see you suck it. I know you'll love it."

Again, Sara never talked like this. She loved sex but she never wanted to share detailed fantasies or talk dirty. I had seen her watching porn with bisexual men before so I wasn't completely shocked. I turned to the now flaccid penis covered in cum and licked the base clean. It wasn't unpleasant - I'm not hung up on being straight - I have never been attracted to men, but I like sucking nipples and clits so this isn't that much different. After licking it mostly clean I pulled back the foreskin and sucked on the head to clean it. It started to become erect again so I continued to lick and suck it. I glanced over at Sara and saw that she was watching intently while furiously rubbing her clit.

"Make him cum, John! Suck him all the way off. Do that and you can kiss me," she moaned. The naked lust in her voice was the hottest thing I'd ever heard.

I kept sucking. I had plenty of experience getting sucked off by Sara and she was amazing at it so I just tried to do the same, interspersing licking with sucking, letting him push it deep into my mouth, occasionally giving my mouth a break and continuing with my hands. Eventually the man announced he was about to come and I caught the small spurt of semen in my mouth and then stroked his cock a couple more times and licked it clean. I crawled back over to Sara and kissed her; she forcefully stuck her tongue into my mouth and probed all around to get the last drops of cum from me. The kiss seemed to last forever.

Mistress Linda called me and broke the spell. "Come back, my sweet fucktoy. I have a surprise for you."

I crawled over to her and she gently pulled the plug out of my ass. She then helped me stand up again and led me to a St. Andrew's cross that had been set up behind me, just 10 feet from the bed that Sara was still lying upon. She positioned my back against the cross and strapped my wrists and ankles to it and then showed me a large leather ball-gag.

Mistress Linda addressed me, with a slight sadistic smile. "Now comes the hard part for you. You are about to get what you want but more than you would ever want. But at least you will get to watch your wife suffer in the same way. If you are naughty you will get the gag."

I looked over at Sara and saw that she was getting strapped to a modified massage table. She was on her back with her wrists tied to mounting points by her hips and her legs were spread and lifted up, tied to cushioned extensions. Her vulva was perfectly positioned at the edge of the table for her to get eaten out or fucked.

I saw several men and women queue in line in front of Sara's pussy and a few men in front of her face. Greg was at the front of the line and he laid his 8" cock on her cheek and lips. She turned her head to the side and slowly started sucking it. Meanwhile Linda started flicking Sara's clit while kissing and gently probing between Sara's labia with her tongue.

As this was happening Olivia came up to me and said, "I bet you've been waiting for this. I'm going to make you cum so hard and so quick over the breasts you can't stop staring at. Then after you cum I'll make you lick them clean. You're cute and funny and I'd love to fuck you any day of the week."

She then started massaging my cock with those beautiful, soft breasts, taking breaks to lick the length of the shaft or stick the head in her mouth while she caressed it with her tongue. Occasionally she would slide it in and out quickly, almost ramming her head against my crotch. The whole time she looked up at my face with her lust-filled brown doe eyes. It wasn't long before I told her I was about to cum. She pulled her mouth back from my cock and stroked it with her hands a few last times and I came all over her chin, neck, and breasts. Someone set down a step stool and she climbed it so I could easily clean her off. I gladly lapped up my cum and then spent an extra few minutes sucking each of her breasts. After she was done she gave me a big smile and a deep French kiss before stepping away.

Next up was Celine. She immediately stepped up on the stool and smiled as she stuck her right breast in my mouth. I started to suckle and was greeted with a slow dribble of colostrum. It tasted salty and it reminded me a bit of semen rather than breast milk. Nevertheless, I sucked greedily for the three minutes her nipple was in my mouth and continued when she stuck her left nipple in my mouth. My arms strained against the leather straps as I wanted to caress her belly and slide my fingers into her gaping pussy. By the time she removed her nipple from my mouth my cock was semi-erect again.

"Now let's see how many times we can make you cum." She stepped down from the stool and started sucking my cock and it slowly rose to a full erection. I felt a sinking feeling in my stomach as I realized what Linda had meant about giving me more of what I wanted than I could handle. They were going to keep pleasuring me until my body couldn't take any more and then the pleasure would turn to pain.

I looked over to Sara and realized they had the same planned for her. Obviously a woman can take a lot more sexual stimulation than a man but there were two Magic Wand vibrators hanging from hooks on the side of the massage table by her hips. Mistress Linda was currently fucking her with a huge strapon - it must have been 8" long but also 3" in diameter. At first it wouldn't go in more than halfway but Linda kept thrusting, slowly but forcefully, and after five minutes or so it was going almost all the way in. This whole time Sara's loud moans were interspersed with whimpers and a quiet but high-pitched "Ow!" each time the dildo was forced farther in. Once she had been maximally penetrated and fucked hard at that same depth for a few minutes she stopped saying "ow" and she just started screaming, "Yes! Yes!" as she moaned louder than I'd ever heard her. Then she screamed, "I'm coming! I'm coming! Oh my God I keep coming!"

At that Linda stopped thrusting but kept the dildo fully inserted inside Sara and then Olivia whispered something to Sara. She nodded and then Olivia climbed onto the massage table Sara was lying on and straddled Sara's face. Another woman slid a pillow under Sara's head so she wouldn't have to lift her neck to eat out Olivia. Once Sara started licking Olivia a man grabbed the wand and turned it on high and put it on Sara's clit. Within seconds her whole body started shuddering from another orgasm. After that Olivia dismounted and kissed Sara deeply and then walked away.

Meanwhile, Celine was still sucking my cock and it had finally risen to a full erection. She was soon joined by Natalie, a porcelain-skinned woman who embodied the word zaftig - she was big and round in every way - voluptuous but not fat. Her breasts were the size of cantaloupes and her lips were blood red. Her raven-black hair fell halfway down her back. She joined Celine in sucking me off. They would lick opposite sides, then take turns taking it into their mouths, while both looking up at me. Nathalie then stood up as Celine kept sucking me and whispered in my ear, "I'm voting for you. You're cute and you're funny and I know you appreciate my curves. But I have a secret for you - I have a huge clit and later this evening you'll get to suck it. I see you like sucking things so I know you'll like it"

Once again someone knew one of my fetishes that I hadn't even told anyone. I later found out that a day prior to the party Greg had called Sara and directed her to look up my porn viewing history to find out everything that turned me on. They had then shared that with all the guests.

Nathalie then began French-kissing me deeply as Celine continued to suck me and then thrust her face against me, taking in all of my cock. Shortly thereafter I came again. There wasn't much cum but she took it all and then stood up and kissed Nathalie inches from my face. They each then kissed me deeply and I tasted my cum on their lips. I was in heaven.

By now my penis was sore and flaccid. I became afraid that I was not going to be able to get hard again and any stimulation was going to be overwhelming and even painful. To quell my fears I looked back over at Sara and saw a man holding the wand on her clit as two other men sucked on her nipples and Nathalie rode her face. Nathalie hadn't been lying - her clit was one inch long and Sara was lustily sucking it like she sucks cocks. Nathalie had no pubic hair so I could easily see her vulva in all its glory; her clit and inner labia were bright pink.

Soon Sara came again and started screaming "Stop! Stop! I can't take it anymore!" Nathalie dismounted, the wand was withdrawn, and Sara's nipples were freed.

Greg walked over next to Sara and announced that she had done well and could take a break to watch me for a bit. He loosened her arms and adjusted her pillow so she could watch me.

Mistress Linda came back to me and whispered in my ear, "Be strong. This is the hard part. You know the safe word but don't use it unless you need to. The faster you take care of everyone the sooner it will be done." She then blindfolded me; I then felt the cross tip up and continue past horizontal to end up tilting down towards my head at a 30° angle. It was uncomfortable but not painful. I soon felt a mouth on my flaccid cock and the mouth started to gently suck. Luckily it wasn't yet enough to be overwhelming. Soon there were lips sucking my nipples and hands caressing me all over. I felt Nathalie's copious thighs envelope my ears and her clit was finally on my lips. I got lost in it, teasing it and her labia with my tongue, nibbling it hear and there, then taking it into my mouth and just sucking hard. I shut out all the other sensations from my body and my world became the taste and texture of her vulva. Her smell was almost pure musk with little hint of sweetness. Tasting her was like drinking a 20-year old Napa cabernet, with layers of complexity lasting for a dozen seconds after licking her. I don't know how long she rode my face but eventually she started grinding harder as she got closer to orgasm.

She hoarsely whispered, "Just suck it!" and pushed hard against me as I just started sucking her huge clit. She whimpered in a high-pitched voice, "Oh, oh, oh, yes! Yes! YES!" and then shuddered as she climaxed. She got off me and then kissed me deeply. "Oh wow, that was good! Thanks, John!"

Without Nathalie's vulva to distract me my focus returned to my cock which was now slightly erect and being aggressively fellated. At this point all I felt was soreness - my cock just wasn't ready. The feeling started to consume me, but I was then distracted once again by something on my lips -- this time it was a thick cock. I opened my mouth and started licking and sucking as the man who owned it started to thrust gently. Because of the angle I was at he could push it deep into my throat and I struggle just to avoid gagging. After about 10 minutes he came and I did my best to swallow it, although some dribbled out onto my face. This was followed by two more cocks I sucked off. After them a woman licked my face clean.

Mistress Linda told me I had been a good cumslut and there were only two more tasks that would be required of me. First, I was led to the bed and guided into the same modified doggy style position Sara had been in earlier. I then felt some hands apply cool lube to my asshole. Well, I had expected this because I had volunteered to take Sara's place for anal sex - but then she had gladly received it anyway. I felt someone gently stroke my flaccid cock until it started to get semi-erect and then I felt a cock slide into my ass. For once I was able to rest my mouth and just concentrate on the pleasant sensations. After two more men fucked me I felt a huge dildo start to enter my ass. It barely started to penetrate me before I was consumed with pain. I tried to tough it out but couldn't.

I shouted out, "Kale!" I then started to cry - I was just so emotionally and physically exhausted and now I felt like I had blown our opportunity to get into this exclusive group. A few seconds later I felt the sharp pain of the leather riding crop hitting my ass cheeks. Mistress Linda hit me six times in quick succession, as hard as she could.

"Pull yourself together, cumslut," she said. "Now we come to the best part."

She removed my blindfold and guided me back to the St. Andrew's cross and I saw that Sara was tied up with her front against it and blindfolded. Linda handed me a leather cat o' nine tails.

"Now you must whip your wife until she can't take it anymore," she said. "Start slow and keep going until she uses the safe word. I want to see what you can do. Don't just stick to one area."

Sara and I had only ever dabbled the tiniest bit into BDSM so this was not what I was comfortable with. Still, I started with a very light smack across her butt. Sara let out a slight grown. I then hit her lower back, eliciting a cry and louder "Ow." A third swing, hitting her upper back elicited a scream.

Linda then stepped in front of me to stop me while Greg inserted a sizeable vibrating dildo into Sara and then secured it to the cross. Once Sara started to moan in pleasure Linda motioned me to whip her again. I returned to her butt and this swing left welts across both her buttocks. Sara let out a loud scream this time but didn't say the safe word. I waited for a few seconds and then whipped her only slightly harder on her back. Sara let out a guttural scream and whimpered, "Kale." I was relieved I could stop hurting her.

Linda removed Sara's blindfold and we hugged and kissed. I apologized for hurting her.

"Don't worry," she said. "It wasn't that bad, especially with the vibrator to distract me."

Greg then came over and blindfolded us both again. He led us towards the other end of the room, right in front of one of the fireplaces, and told us to stand together holding hands.

He then addressed the room: "Okay, friends, it is voting time again. Feel free to inspect our potential new members one last time before you vote."

As people walked by us to cast their ballots I was groped, kissed, and licked. Someone stuck a couple fingers up my ass. I could hear similar things happening to Sara. After five minutes or so it was over.

Our blindfolds were removed and Linda said, "Congratulations on joining our group. You have demonstrated your absolute sluttiness as well as a good understanding of each other and of boundaries. Think of this as not the end of your initiation but as the beginning of a long journey deeper into sexual depravity."