"Therefore, we did.She started the story back in South Florida and the first time they went to a swinger's party. They both had fun and went often. Th... men and women were young and horny so all was well. To come to a party, a man must have a date. If they don't have a date, they cannot attend. Women are always welcome. It seemed like a double standard to me, but I let it slide.She went on to talk about the parties in Winter Park and the ones at our house. She did not leave much out and told me. Frank was leaning over the back of the couch with a tube of lube and was greasing up Bill’s cock. I realized that I was about to get fucked by a real cock!Bill pulled his fingers out of my hole and Frank put the tube of lube to my ass a squirted a big glob in me. “That will help some; try and relax. I expect to get to use that hole someday too”, leered Frank. “Holy fucking shit”, I shuddered at the thought. Bill positioned his cock at my virgin (almost) hole and pressed while he told me to. And then sadly his family ended up moving. Every now and then we would see each other, but it was rare.Eventually I went away to college and I was single again. I met a girl, Brie. She was beautiful, but we were only just friends. We would sometimes flirt, but she made it clear it was never going anywhere. She only thought of me as a friend. That didn't stop me from still having some hope though.One weekend Andy decided to visit me. I had a one bed dorm, and I offered to let him sleep on my bed. We switched cars when Patty drove us back to her house.I pulled Kristen's passenger seat forward to put Patty into the nearly futile back seat of the Camaro. "I still think we should take my car. I'd hate to see a Camaro damaged by driving it on a dirt road..."Kristen said, "Better my car than yours. If anything happens, the dealership will send out a tow truck and I'll have a rental within an hour."Even at this hour?" Twenty four hour service," Kristen said, smirking.Patty couldn't argue with.