Well the New years Eve fetish party was a resounding success.
Arrived at the penthouse at about 7PM and about 10 there and more arriving every few minutes.
Eventually 21 there.
It's a huge place taking the whole top floor of a multi-storey block overlooking the harbour opposite the Opera house with a stunning view.
The theme was doctors and nurses so lots came in outfits with stethoscopes and thermometers and watches on chains etc. they didn't stay in costume long.
Soon several were wearing a stethoscope and nothing else and a couple with speculums at the ready.
As usual lots of cushions around and plenty of action on them.
Bowls of condoms and lube everywhere,
By about 9 o'clock things were warmed up and plenty of fucking going on out in the main area and in the bedrooms for more complicated things like gynecological exams.
I was examined internally several times and prescribed some unusual remedies for my ills like a hot semen flush.
The " doctors" were ready and willing to administer my medicine promptly of course.
Even a couple of enemas in the bathroom but it really wasn't a enema party this time.
The games started and the most memorable one for me was a daisy chain with 6 people 3 girls and 3 guys all in a circle with the girls wearing strapons and all anal penetration.
Great fun fucking the person in front with a feeldoe while being taken anally by a guy behind.
It was a totally free party with any swapping of partners possible with sex not mattering.
Made for a lot of fun.
Only thing I was sorry about was that GF couldn't be there.
The only hard and fast rule was that everyone had to be fucking at midnight when the fireworks went off.
In other words when the banging was going on outside you had to be banging inside.
I had hubby when midnight came.
He had been fucked by several "girls" earlier but kept his load for me at 12.
He was fully dressed in a blonde wig, big bra and forms, black open croch garterpanty with a black satin panty over and with fishnets and a darling little black dress and 3 inch heels. He can walk on them remarkably well now considering he only wears the when we go to a party and seldom at home.
All he had to do was bend over and drop the panties and raise the back of his dress and away he went.
The party went on but we left to go home at about 2 AM thoroughly satisfied.