1. SWINGING IN HIGH SCHOOL 1965-68


    Date: 4/14/2016, Categories: First Time, Group Sex, Hardcore, Author: Fredlake, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    would invite someone who was technically part of a date that had not yet consummated their afternoon.) Some people only went to the room once, while others (like me) went several times. At least two guys took their dates home and returned later with other dates. I think I made five or six trips across the parking lot to the room, each time with a different girl. By supper time, the Madame announced that no one would enter the room after 8pm but those already there could get their rocks off. Everyone, she said, must leave no later than 9pm. She wanted to have the night with her soldier boyfriend, who was leaving the next morning. That meant there would be no second all-day party on Sunday. That was just as well as we all had to attend church and f****y dinners and such. ========= Once, one guy in the club was house-sitting for his older aunt and uncle who were vacationing in Europe for two weeks. Their own c***dren were away at college (but had not gone to our religious high school and none of us knew them). In any case, it was an empty three-bedroom house, and it was going to stay busy. I knew him well enough to get an invitation to use the house once a day. It wasn't like he invited the whole Non-Virgins Club, but most of the time when I got there, we had to wait a few minutes for a bedroom. One time it was really crowded so my date and I went to a movie and came back. Another time I stayed to "trade" and bang another girl. Dates on school nights were rare, but it wasn't ...
    that hard (at least for the guys) to get out of the house to "go study with a friend" for the evening. Afternoon dates were fairly easy to arrange, since even the girls often did (non-sex) things with friends in the afternoon and were OK as long as they got home for supper (usually at 6pm). That gave enough time from the final bell (3:35) to supper for everyone to get laid. ========= The most memorable event of my time in high school was spring break of senior year. (These days, that means girls flying to Mexico for wet-t-shirt contests and random hook-ups with guys they will never meet again. In the late 60s, however, it meant mostly staying home with perhaps a couple of days out of town.) I got invited to a spring break party that I had never heard of, but which was in its fourth year. There was a f****y, I'll call them "Smith" for this story. They owned a two-bedroom house two hours away at a picturesque mountain lake. The f****y was rich and had the only house on that small lake, which was maybe the size of two or three football fields. The f****y had three sons (no daugh+ers) all of whom were members of the Non-Virgins Club. (The oldest had graduated the year before but was going to community college which had a simultaneous spring break. I was friends with the middle son. We had known each other since we were 12, but had become closer buddies (including a couple of girl trades) over senior year. He thought he could trust me and invited me after I was sworn to secrecy "on ...