Movie Night - Hot sex, but not great sex (Fdom, nosex)

Our group meets the second Friday of every month.  Anywhere from
four to eight couples will gather after work at the local adult
theater.  We watch whatever movie is playing at the time and when
it was over, we head over to one of the private dining rooms at
the restaurant across the street.  Over dinner, we discuss the
movie and the fantasies we each formed as a result of the
watching it.  We then break off into separate groups of 2, 3 or 4
individuals to act out the fantasies at each others homes.  The
partner you arrive at the movie with is not necessarily the one
you leave with afterward.  The only rule we have is that each of
us return to our own homes by noon Saturday.

Five couples attended last Friday's movie.  It had a bondage/S&M
theme, the first bondage movie we had ever attended as a group. 
The plot consisted of a gang of femdoms kidnapping men off of the
street and subjecting them to mild bondage sex for the pleasure
of the femdoms and the torment of the kidnapped men.  The film
invoked some strong emotions and opinions before and during our
dinner discussion.

My wife Samantha, Sam, nudged me in the ribs as we walked across
the street to the restaurant.  "Oh god, that was so hot!  I never
thought of doing some of that with our sex swing," she whispered.

"That's what you want to do tonight?" I asked.

"Hell yes!  Goddamn that looked like fun!" she said with a huge
grin on her face.

Similar excited comments were heard over dinner.

"Holy shit, that was hot!" exclaimed Harry.  "I still have an
erection!"

"Everyone can see that Harry," replied his wife Caroline, to
everyone's laughter.

"My panties are going to be wet the rest of the night," said
Marsha.

"Everyone can see that Marsha," replied her husband Ben, to
everyone's loud laughter.

"That was great, wasn't it?  And hot too!" remarked Tom.

"Yes, hot, definitely, but not great," I replied.  There was
stunned silence for a few moments, which was followed by sharp
rebukes from several of my tablemates.

"What the hell are you talking about?" asked Sam.  There was more
silence as I looked at everyone looking at me, waiting for a
reply.

"I agree, that was hot sex.  But, that wasn't great sex.  Great
sex is simultaneous, mutually shared orgasms between partners. 
The women's orgasms in the film, when they fucked the men with
their strap ons and dildos, were for the women's benefit.  There
was nothing shared or mutual about it.  There was no shared
enjoyment.  That was hot sex, not great sex."

There was more stunned silence and stunned looks on most
everyone's face, as they digested what I had just said.  My wife
broke the silence.

"Bullshit!" Sam exclaimed.  "You're such a romantic shit, Martin.
You wouldn't know the difference between hot sex and great sex
if a dozen virgins offered themselves to you in a dark alley." 
She always calls me 'Martin' when she's mad.

The room erupted in loud laughter and then a loud chorus of
debate and cross talk as everyone else tried to decide if femdom
sex was hot sex or great sex or hot and great sex.  I just kept
quiet and listened.  Dinners were getting cold as the discussion
continued and got somewhat heated.  Sam had finally had enough.

"Harry and Tom and I are leaving," she announced.  "I know we
agreed you could have the sex swing tonight, Martin, but we want
it instead.  It's our three votes to your one and majority
rules."

I just threw up my hands.  "Hey, no problem, we can swap this
month.  I'll take the swing next month.  No big deal," I replied.
Sam quickly left, with Tom and Harry each taking one of her
arms.

"What are you guys going to do?" I asked Ben and Marsha and Larry
and Connie.

"The four of us are going over to our place," replied Ben. 
"We're going to explore this simultaneous, mutual orgasm thing. 
The four of us, together."  A series of hugs and 'Goodnight's
were exchanged as they left.

"I guess I'm homeless, tonight," I said to Caroline and Mary,
Tom's wife.  The two of them looked at each other and then smiled
and nodded.

"No, you're not.  You're coming with us," Mary said, "to my
house."  She squeezed my ass cheek as we stood up.  "Ben's
right," she continued.  "We need to discuss this simultaneous
orgasm thing some more."

"Just discuss?" I asked with a chuckle.

*****

I got home right at noon.  The house was quiet.  I peeked into
the master bedroom to find Tom asleep, strapped into the sex
swing, a dildo sticking out of his ass.  He was apparently
dreaming, as his head and eyelids occasionally jerked slightly. 
A bad dream, maybe; he didn't have an erection.  Harry was on his
stomach, each arm and leg tied to a bed post, a sock stuffed in
his mouth.  He had a glazed look in his eyes.  Sam was sitting on
the edge of the bed, looking back and forth between her strap on
dildo and Harry's ass.

"It's noon," I said.

"Shut up," she replied with a nasty look on her face.  "I'm not
done yet.  I've only come once since we got here.  I'm not done
yet.  Get out."

"Majority rules," I muttered with a chuckle as I closed the
bedroom door behind me and went to the kitchen to get something
to eat.  Thirty minutes later my cell phone rang.  It was
Caroline.

"Hi Caroline," I answered.

"Marty, it's after noon.  Is Harry still there?"

"Yep, still here."

"Damn him.  He knows that's against the rules."

"Don't be so hard on him.  It's not his fault.  Sam has his arms
and legs tied to the bed posts.  He couldn't go anywhere if he
wanted to."  I heard her giggle.  "Sam was about to ream his ass
again with her strap on when I last looked," I continued.  "She's
only come once since they got here last night.  She's still
trying for orgasm number 2."  Now there was loud laughter on the
other side of the phone call.

"Okay," she finally replied, still laughing.  "Send him home when
Sam is done with him."

"I don't know how long that's going to take.  Mind if come over
to your place in the meantime?"

"Of course you can," she replied with a giggle.  "Bring some more
condoms too, while you're at it."

"I can do that.  Be there in a bit.  But, let me call Mary first.
Tom's still strapped into the sex swing.  He's not going
anywhere for awhile either."

"Okay," she said after another long, loud laugh.  "Tell her to
come over to the house too."

"Will do.  Be there in a little while.  Bye."


  
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