The Grok Flok
Some years ago when I was in the process of getting a divorce from my wife of 20 years, I became involved in a group who called themselves the Grok Flok. The trauma of our marriage and the divorce had left me virtually impotent with women, though not with men.
The group met weekly for a bunch of touchy-feely exercises intended to improve communication and comfort between the members with the hope that it would also help in dealing with others outside the group. Included in the exercises were periods when members were encouraged to talk about issues in there lives that were troubling them. I talked about my erection problems with several of the women and of men during my first half dozen meetings and always received sympathetic and accepting responses. There was always a time for sharing refreshments following the meetings.
After I had been attending the session for a couple of months , I was approached by the hosts of the meeting and invited to attend and pot-luck supper the following Saturday evening at one of the members homes. They told me that the parties were very casual and that there would be nudity after the meal. I responded that I loved pot-lucks and that nudity was not a problem, and that would be there.
For my dish, I prepared a favorite, a macaroni and cheese with sautéed mushrooms and three different types of cheese that was always liked by others. There were about thirty people at the party, mostly couples and a few single men and women. Guests had brought a variety of dishes; salads, casseroles, desserts, and an assortment of wines. The meal was eaten with a lot of gusto and mixing between the people. The couples mostly split up and chatted with others.
What followed after was the real surprise. Almost everybody shed their clothes and some head for other areas. The back yard was surrounded by a high wall and trees so that it was very secluded and some people went out there to lie on the grass or bask in the hot tub. Others seemed to wander off into the other parts of the house, and I was left in the dining area rather bewildered. I was rescued, however, by Meg, one of the ladies of the group. She had shed her clothing before she came up to me to suggest a "tour" of the house and to see what was going on so that I could decide where I wanted to fit in, but that I should probably shed my "excess" clothing first.
I quickly disrobed and Meg put an arm around me as we went into one of the bedrooms where two women were lying on the bed with their faces buried in each other's pussy, and there were several naked men were happily watching them and stroking their cocks. In another bedroom,, two couples occupied a king-sized water bed obviously in the preparatory stage of sexual intercourse. In a third bedroom, there was no bed but the floor was covered with mattresses and several people were together happily licking and sucking each other. Meg reached over arm and fondled my now half-hard cock and suggested that we join them in their play.
We lay down next to man who was getting a blow-job from a woman and kissed our ways down from each other mouths to our genitals. Meg quickly had an orgasm, and even though I never got fully hard, I came as well and she kissed me after wards to share my load of come with me. After sharing my cum with me, Meg whispered to me: "I'll leave you to find your own way now." And turned her attention to another couple. Alone, I started sucking the toes of the woman next to me while she continued sucking her partner's cock. After giving all of her toes a good suck I started kissing and licking my way up her inner thighs. About this time her partner gave her his load of come, so she lay back and spread her legs to enjoy my ministrations. Eventually I buried my face in her hairy pussy and found a tampon string in her vulva. She tasted an smelled very nice so I ignored that and started licking and sucking her clit.
After a few minutes of that she had come several times and pulled my face up to hers to kiss me. "That was so good! My cramps were something awful and a good come often cures them." She passed the word onto other women in the Grok Flok that I liked licking pussy even during the menstrual period and I always found partners easy to find at parties.
At one of the touchy-feely session later, one of the women brought up the issue of the men getting off on watching women's sexual interactions and stated that the women should also be able to watch men sucking each other. She added that it might well increase the women's readiness to suck the men's cocks as well. After some discussion, most of the men agreed that turn-about would be good play and they could check it out at the next pot luck.
Some weeks later, at the monthly pot luck, twenty of the men (there were a few who chickened out) in the living room after dinner to suck cocks while the women watched them. Everyone was naked by then, a usual preparation for the post dinner pot luck sex. Most of the guys were still soft, but a couple were already hard in anticipation. Coupled off, they used various techniques to get erections. Some stroked each other's cock, others simply started sucking on the soft penis. One man started licking and sucking his partner's nipples until the limp cock started twitching.
While watching the men. Many of the women either fingered each other or themselves and had orgasms in the process. There had been talk among the men that they should stop sort of coming so that they would still be able to perform with the women later. It was decided, however, that they would always be able to perform cunnilingus if another erection didn't arise to the occasion. In any case, at most parties, the men fucked at least two women. Also, they would not have learned how another man's cum tasted, though many had licked a pussy that had cum dripping from it.
Talking about the exercise at a later session, there was a wide difference in attitudes. A couple were concerned that sucking one cock made them "queer/" Others said that the cum tasted awful. There were several, however, who were glad that the experience had opened up a new and exciting sexual outlet for them. The group room at later parties was always well filled after that.
The author can be reached at oldfogey2011@hotmail.com