Some women host parties to sell kitchen gadgets.

Others gather friends to hawk makeup and toiletries. Not Gloria. While the rest of the women in her cul-de-sac held wine parties to discuss BDSM, Gloria invited friends over to peruse a selection of high-end sex toys.

It all started innocently enough. Gloria had most of the toys displayed inside a large treasure chest. Everyone perused the selection of mini vibrators and anal beads. Occasionally a giggle would break the silence.

Then someone asked if Gloria had any vibrators that could tickle your clit as you fucked yourself.

“Oooh,” Gloria drawled. “You want the good stuff.”

Gloria stepped behind the couch and pulled out a large, fur-covered duffel bag. She unzipped the bag with a flourish, arching her perfectly manicured brow as she eyed every woman in the room.

Slowly Gloria reached inside her magical bag of tricks, producing a rose-gold vibrator with tickly looking tentacles growing from the base. Looking to Cara, the woman who’d asked for the machine, Gloria tossed the heavy member her way. “This isn’t the exact vibrator you asked for, but it’s better. Give the base a twist, run your fingers over those vibrating strands, and tell me you don’t want to feel that brushing your clit and pussy lips.”

While Cara busied herself with the toy, Gloria held up a long, thick, double-ended dildo. The translucent purple silicone shaft was so heavy it curved over the edges of Gloria’s palm.

Tugging her lip between her teeth like she was making a serious decision, my neighbor Ana broke the silence. “I want to see if I can take that.”

Gloria’s lips curled into a wicked grin. “I thought someone might,” she said. Turning slowly to regard all her married girlfriends, Gloria asked, “Is everyone up for a demonstration?”

A few women chirped out and hollered, while others simply nodded.

Looking back at Ana, Gloria’s face softened. “How do you feel about being fucked in front of an audience, Ana?”

A pinkish red blush spread from Ana’s cleavage all the way up her neck. She tugged her lip between her teeth for a second time that night, and I found myself wondering how it would feel to give her plump Cupid’s bow a nibble myself.

“David won’t be home tonight,” Gloria trilled. “It’s just us girls.” Offering Ana a conspiratorial wink, Gloria sought to set Ana at ease. “I’ll try it with you.”

Grabbing the hem of her dress, Gloria quickly whipped the garment over her head. “Take yours off and my underwear will go next.”

Not taking her eyes off Gloria, Ana dropped the straps of her sundress, sliding the simple cotton down her body. Unlike Gloria, Ana hadn’t worn a bra. Her lush, round breasts jiggled with every breath.

True to her word, Gloria unclasped her bra and tossed it onto Cara’s lap. Next she wiggled out of her hot-pink panties, leaving them in a tiny heap on the floor.

Gloria walked toward Ana, holding the dildo out like an offering. “Touch it,” she said.

Looking shy, Ana tentatively brushed her fingers along the thick purple shaft. After a few strokes she found her confidence and fisted its length, slowly pumping her hand over it.

We all watched as Ana flicked her tongue, sweeping it over the crown of the dildo.

Suddenly Gloria pulled back. “That’s enough,” she said.

Picking up the bottle of cherry-scented lube conveniently placed on her coffee table, Gloria squirted the sweet liquid over the entire shaft. “Get down into doggy, Ana.”

Without hesitation, Ana lowered herself to the floor and got on all fours. Her legs parted, revealing thick lips already glistening with arousal.

Gloria knelt behind Ana. After sweeping her hand over the dildo to make sure the lube coated it completely, Gloria pressed the crown of one end against Ana’s pussy. Rather than drive the dildo inside in one fluid motion, Gloria swirled the tip around Ana’s center, mixing the lubricant with Ana’s natural moisture.

When Ana emitted a whimper and pushed her hips back, Gloria eased the tip inside her. Ana’s whimpers morphed into one long, languid moan. The thick shaft stretched her walls, making space where it seemed like there was none.

Clenching my legs, I bit back a moan of my own. Hardly a quarter of the dildo’s length had disappeared into Ana, and already she was fisting her fingers into the carpet.

“How you feeling, Ana?” Gloria asked.

“I want… more,” Ana moaned.

Smiling, Gloria pushed the dildo in another inch.

“Yes,” Ana screamed. “More!”

Pushing a little bit harder, Gloria made another few inches disappear.

“My turn,” Gloria cooed. Positioning herself in doggy just behind Ana, Gloria supported her weight with one hand and blindly reached for the dildo with another.

Suddenly, Cara appeared next to Gloria. “Let me help you with that.”

Fisting the free end of the dildo, Cara held the shaft steady as Gloria backed her body onto it.

The head disappeared into Gloria as she gasped. In stark contrast to her treatment of Ana, Gloria drew the dildo into her body in record time, taking so much that her ass bumped against Ana’s.

When Gloria spoke, her voice was breathier than usual. Pleasure was getting the better of our host. “Follow my rhythm and rock into me, babe.”

“She sucked so hard her cheeks went hollow, wringing a strangled cry from Gloria.”

As Ana rocked her ass back, Gloria leaned forward. They looked like a hot, dirty lawn ornament powered by the wind. Soon both of their moans filled the room while the rest of us looked on longingly.

Still kneeling on the floor next to Gloria, Cara crawled around to Gloria’s front. She laid on the floor in front of Gloria, sliding her legs between Gloria’s arms. Slowly Cara eased her body beneath Gloria’s, placing her face level with Gloria’s breasts.

While Gloria and Ana rocked their hips to move the dildo, Cara grazed her hands over Gloria’s breasts. After a few careful caresses, Cara pulled one nipple into her mouth. She sucked so hard her cheeks went hollow, wringing a strangled cry from Gloria.

No longer able to contain my arousal, I crawled onto the floor to join my friends. Since Cara hadn’t left much space below the bridge created by Gloria and Ana fucking, I couldn’t follow suit and lay beneath them. Instead I knelt beside Ana, leaning forward so that I could cup her breasts in my palm.

Careful to keep my body limber so as not to interrupt Ana and Gloria’s rhythm, I spread my fingers over Ana’s breasts. My hands covered the mounds completely. Taking advantage, I squeezed her lightly, molding her breasts beneath my palms.

I leaned forward to better reach Ana’s breasts, causing my ass to rise in the air. Then someone came up behind me.

I couldn’t see who it was without taking my hands off Ana, but my mystery partner cupped my ass cheeks and gave them a squeeze. The tips of her nails dragged lightly across my Spandex-covered cheeks, setting my skin on fire.

Slowly her fingers found their way between my legs, gently sweeping along the seam of my leggings. Desperate to feel more but unwilling to unhand Ana’s breasts, I silently cursed myself for wearing pants instead of a dress.

My partner must have felt the same. A disapproving tsk left my partner’s lips, followed by the sound of tearing fabric and the coolness of a light breeze on my ass. Fortunately, I hadn’t bothered to put on panties that evening. The pads of two fingers pressed against my asshole, circling the puckered flesh. Leaning into her touch, I gasped when the fingers slipped from my asshole down to my slit. Working her way between the wet, swollen flesh, she gave her fingers a wiggle, sending a shiver up my spine.

Desperate for more, I readjusted my position, taking one hand from Ana’s breasts to balance my own weight. Ana whimpered in protest, but a quick pinch of the nipple still held between my fingers quickly turned disappointment to delight. We screamed in unison: Ana because the rhythm Gloria set with the dildo had them both rapidly approaching orgasm, and me because my mystery partner plunged her fingers into my pussy.

Curling her fingers, she quickly found the sensitive bundle of nerves inside that makes me scream.

My eyes rolled back into my head. I bounced on my knees, intent to make the fingers piston me harder. Faster.

A quick smack on my ass brought me right back into submission. Forcing myself to be still, I focused my attention on Ana’s shaking body. Sweat was on her brow. She was so damn close to coming apart right in front of me.

Though I couldn’t see her face, Gloria sounded like she was having a good time. The rocking of her hips sent Ana surging forward every time. Gloria screamed louder with every thrust.

Then Gloria let out a low and slow groan. She stopped thrusting completely and her body sagged against Ana’s.

Immediately missing the motion of Gloria’s hips, Ana began to rock on her own. After a few quick thrusts her eyes slammed shut. Her plump lips parted to release a moan, but her body remained stubbornly silent as sweet liquid seeped from her pussy.

Somehow I saw through my own sex-crazed haze and realized that Ana needed to get off her knees. Releasing Ana’s breast, I dropped my hand to the floor, taking the opportunity to angle my body to give my own partner better access.

After disconnecting with Ana, I gave myself over to my partner completely. Closing my eyes, I blocked out the noises of the other women around me and focused on the gentle twitch of my vaginal walls around the fingers that fucked me.

God, it felt good. The woman worked my pussy like a seasoned pro. Gentle twitches soon gave way to a gripping sensation. My body was milking her fingers for every last bit of pleasure they could provide.

Then the soft, wet touch of someone’s lips joined the party, shocking me to my core.

My eyes flew open, revealing Ana’s head between my legs. After recovering from her own orgasm, Ana crawled to me. She peppered my clit with quick flicks of her tongue.

It was too much. Every muscle in my body grew tight, then relaxed in ripples. A pleasant tingle washed over me, making me shake.

Unable to remain upright, I fell against the woman fingering me, turning just in time to see that my ex’s new wife was the one who made me come.