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I was a horny graduate student when I heard about an interesting party. It was a small ad on the bulleting board. GUYS, get a chance to have the best sex you can imagine with a gorgeous willing girl. GALS, get a chance to castrate a virile male. ALL get to watch, with a high probability of action. Call 555-7869 to get an invitation to the party. What kind of party is that? The temptation was too great, so I called. The rules were simple. They set up three card tables on the floor (legs folded under) and invite 6 girls & 6 guys. Two girls and two guys play at each table sitting cross-legged, stripping first. The card game is hearts. If a guy wins (fewest points) and a girl loses at that table, then the guys takes her to a couch and has all the sex he wants, however he wants it. At any table, theres a 50/50 chance of a guy winning, and then if a guy wins, a 66.6% chance that a girl loses (assuming all play with equal skill), so theres a 33.3% chance of one guy at that table having his dreams come true. On the other hand, if a girl wins and a guy loses, then the girl gets to castrate the loser. Theres a 33.3% chance of that happening at any given table. Put another way, for any given guy, he has a 16.6% chance of really good sex, and a 66.6% chance to just watch the action at another table. Same odds for a girl having sex vs getting to end a guys sex life since if a guy wins and a guy loses, or a girl wins and a girl loses, then a draw is called and all four players just get to watch the action at other tables. I asked why they set up three tables. The answer was simple. Any one table only has a 66.6% chance of action. By setting up 3 tables, there is a 96% chance of action. I asked to attend, and they took my name and address to send me a consent form. Upon return of the consent form, I got my invitation. Im a pretty good card player, so I was pumped. On the appointed day, I went to the party address. I was not disappointed. I was assigned to table three, along with a sexy blonde and a sultry brunette. They seemed to know each other. A few minutes later a straight looking businessman showed up. When all twelve players showed up, we were all asked to disrobe. The brunette named Carol sat to my left, the blonde (Sharon) was to my right. I must admit that it was distracting to see these cute girls breasts & pussies - that must be part of the challenge of this game. Connie dealt the cards, and we began. I won the first hand, taking no hearts and dropping the queen of spades on Bob the businessman. The girls each took turns getting the queen and losing the next two hands. The game went on for an hour, punctuated by laughs and gasps around the room. Soon we heard a shocked groan and a squeal a girl at table-2 had won and some poor bloke would soon be at the business end of her knife. He was led to a chair and his hands cuffed behind him, his legs tied to the chair legs. The action would wait for table-1 and table-3 to finish. I was still doing great, but Bob & Connie seemed to be in a race for last place. Whoever got the queen of spades on this last hand would lose, and I held the card. When an opportunity to drop the queen on Bob came along, I passed a heart instead. Finally my lucky break arrived and I discarded the queen on a trick that Connie took. Whoops went up from our table when I won, and Connie would be my prize. Table-1 ended about then too, but it was a draw with one guy winning and the other guy losing. So now the fun began. The poor guy in the chair was sweating profusely and begging to keep his balls. The girls all gathered around him, letting him get a great view of six nubile nymphs. I guessed that pretty soon he would lose interest, but for now his dick stood up proud & tall. The winner was a small girl with streaked blond hair. She brought a small bowl to set under his jewels. Then taking a sharp thin knife, she bent over, put the blade at the base of his scrotum, looked him straight in the eyes and smiled so sweetly. Any last words as a man? she asked. Pppplease was all he could say. Glad to oblige sweetie, and welcome to the community of eunuchs she said as she deftly sliced his scrotum. With one swift stroke his balls fell into the bowl, and she claimed her prize, holding his balls up for all to see. The rest of us guys just shuddered. Then Connie came to me. The sight of the cutting must have made her very horny, for her pussy was dripping with woman juice. I led her to the couch and began kissing her all over. Her breasts heaved as I scraped her nipples between my tongue & teeth. Her pussy smelled and tasted SO good as I feasted on my winnings. She had already cum twice by time I spread her legs and aimed my pole at her heaven spot. She groaned and came again as I split her nether lips and slid into the warmest, tightest pussy I had ever felt. She wailed as I pumped in and out, finally exploding as deep inside her as I could reach. I had never experienced a joint orgasm before, much less having a girl cum multiple times, and so I really did get the prize that was advertised the best sex I could imagine. As the party broke up, Connie asked me if I wanted to be her boyfriend. Sex will be like that every couple of days, but there is a catch. You must be my escort to one of these parties each weekend. I readily agreed, and that gives rise to future stories . Jim Fox [email protected] |