"I wanna ask you something, but I'm afraid you'll be offended."

"You honestly think you can offend me? After all the time we've known each other?" I turned in my chair to face him, my arm draped across the back.

"Okay. Well, it's kind of... I mean, you might think it's pervy."

"Ooo, now I'm really interested. You know I'm a fucking perv. What is it?"

"I have a friend who does security for this party, they have it every month or so, it's a... like a sex party."

"For swingers? Like a sex club?" I sat up straighter, my eyes wider.

"No, it's this lady's house, like, less than 100 people each time."

My heart started beating faster. "Do you want me to go with you??"

"Yeah, I mean, if you're interested."

My eyes narrowed as I thought about it. "I'm definitely interested. But, I mean, I don't want you to be disappointed if I don't want to fuck anyone but you. What if everyone's weird?"

"I mean, are you weird? Am I weird? What if it's all people like us?"

"Is it?? Can I research this?"

"No. It's not like the ones where you need a membership. It's just a party that a couple lesbians run. But it's not just women, obviously, I mean, guys can go too. Gay and straight. You just have to be invited."

I lowered my voice and my eyes. "Are we sneaking in?"

"No, I guess they trust my friend now, and they asked him if he knew anybody who'd want to go."

"And he thought of you?" He always made me cum, but he wasn't what I'd describe as adventurous. "Wow. I'm impressed!"

"Well," he looked sheepish, "I actually think he thought of you. You met him before, and I told him we were hooking up, so, you know..."

"Is he expecting me to fuck him?" I was suddenly very disinterested.

"No! I shouldn't have said that, I just mean, like, I think he knows I would bring someone who would fit in. He says it's very fancy."

"I'm definitely interested," I purred. "I've never been around a bunch of strangers fucking in front of me. But are you really okay if I just watch?"

"Yeah, I mean, are you okay if I fuck whoever?"

"Obsessed with the way you said that." I laughed. "Yeah, that's what you're supposed to do at a sex party, right? I think I might just be pickier than you."

"Are you calling yourself gross?" He laughed. "Since I'm not picky? I just take whatever comes my way?"

"The mental gymnastics." I smiled and shook my head. "Yeah, I'm so gross that someone I barely remember wants me to come to his sex club."

"Well, I have to tell him pretty soon. It's this weekend and I have to send him pictures of us."

"Pictures like..."

"Clothed. I was just going to screenshot your instagram if that's cool."

"Yeah, that's fine. Why, though?"

"He says for security? They have a list of who goes, they keep track in case anyone's a creep or, you know, worse."

"Awesome." I said, dead-pan.

He tilted his head and drooped his shoulders. "I don't mean like that, fuck, I was nervous to ask and I feel like I'm making it sound scary. He says they're just super careful about who they let in, because it's very high-end. Very discreet."

"I'm in. I'm excited. Is there a dress code or are we nude?"

"I'll ask. I honestly wasn't expecting you to say yes, so I didn't ask him too many questions."

"Okay. Well, just let me know. I'll see if I have anything that'll work. Wanna get lunch?"

*****

Friday night. The car stopped in front of a large, imposing house.

"I'm fucking nervous." I had realized on the drive that I was obsessively smoothing my dress down. I'd been telling myself to stop, but I kept catching myself doing it.

"We can leave if you want." He looked like he wanted me to say yes.

I paused, then smiled. "No, I'm good. Let's go in."

He opened the door and we stepped out onto the sidewalk. He put his hand on my lower back as the car drove away.

"Ready?"

I rubbed my lips together and took a deep breath. "Let's go."

As we walked up the stairs, the door opened.

"Hey man! You made it!" Then, the doorman turned to me. "Good to see you again."

"I remember you!" He gave me a hug, swallowing me up in his big frame. "So are there rules or what? Tell us what to do."

"Okay, sure. I'd say about half the people who RSVP'd are here. The house is huge, so it never feels full, even when everyone's here. Uhh, basically there's security everywhere, you won't see most of 'em. The hosts are super strict about consent, so unless you're in the room on the top floor, they'll step in if you're saying no. The kinks get more intense the higher up you go. So you start out down here with people mainly watching other people, group sex, that type of thing. Then you move up and start getting into rough sex, tying people up, forced orgasms, watersports, you know. And then on the top floor you get checked in again, because it's no limits. You all can't go that high since it's your first time. And you won't meet the hosts until you've been a few times. You can go in any door that's unlocked." He paused and looked at both of us, almost certainly checking to see if we were changing our minds. "So, to get started, you'll go through this next set of doors, put your clothes and stuff in a locker in the room on the left, and then have fun. Condoms are in bowls all around."

"Do we get naked?"

"You can. The most you can wear is lingerie. Guys are usually naked. You can wear heels if they go with the lingerie. Being undressed levels the playing field."

I took a deep breath. "Well, I'm ready." I turned to check on him and he nodded.

"Me too," he breathed.

The doorman held the interior door open and the first thing I noticed was the sound. Moans, passionate screams, skin on skin, lots of "oh, fuck!" and "oh my God!"

"This room here has the lockers. Have fun tonight."

I moved towards the dimly lit room. A long, velvet curtain was pulled to the side of the wide doorway. Inside, there were rows of industrial looking metal lockers with motion-sensor lights inside them.

We stopped at two lockers with green lights above the keypads, close to the entrance. I took off my dress and put it in one, along with my small handbag. I shut the door and set a code on the keypad, then turned around and looked in the floor to ceiling mirror, straightening my lingerie set and checking my heels.

"God, you look fucking gorgeous."

"Thank you." I did a little shimmy with a shrug, pushing up my tits. "I bought all this for tonight."

"I'll probably want to see it again in better lighting."

I laughed. "Let's do this first though, yeah?"

"Where should we start?"

"I mean, probably vanilla, right? I'm pretty open minded but I don't want to see someone sounding themselves first thing, you know?"

"Do you want to see that at all??" His eyes were wide.

"YOLO, baby!"

As soon as I said it, we heard a very enticing moan from the room across the hall. I looked at him and grabbed his hand. "Come on."

The room was dark, lit by candles. It smelled good. Really good. Amber, Palo Santo, Tobacco, Sage, Lavender. I'd always heard sex clubs smelled terrible, but this was another level.

There was a straight couple on a platform in the middle of the room, him on top of her, fucking in the prone position. I saw men and women scattered around the platform, illuminated by the floorlamp over the bed. Some were fucking standing up, some groping, fingering, licking, sucking. I could feel a heat rising from between my legs as I watched. It wasn't even the people on the platform, it was hotter to me to see the people on the side. Hearing the sounds their bodies were making, the sounds escaping their lips. I grabbed my tits, bit my lip, and pushed my ass into his lap. His cock was hard, and he reached around me, palming my pussy over my underwear and rubbing up and down.

"I wanna see more," he said, as he grabbed my hand and pulled me deeper into the room. We walked through a doorway to a connecting room and he stopped.

The platform in the middle was empty, but there were two couples in the room, fucking. They were mostly in shadow, but one of the women, bent over at the waist, beckoned us to her. I looked at him and nodded towards her, and he nodded back. We moved beside them, him behind me again like in the room before.

"Touch me." He took my hand and guided it to his cock. I turned to kiss him and saw a woman to his right. He had leaned towards me for the kiss, and, realizing he hadn't seen her, I caught his eye and nodded towards her.

"May I?" She asked, moving between us, making us stand in a triangle .

"Me or her?" He asked her.

A smile crept across her face. "Ideally both."

He looked at me, excited and expectant.

"I'm down," I said, smiling and nodding my head.

"You're new?" She asked, looking first at me, then at him.

"Yeah, our first time." He sounded sure of himself, but I knew him well enough to recognize the nerves in his voice.

"Just tell me to stop and I'll stop, okay?" She placed a palm high on both of our stomachs, then turned around, grabbing my and his hands and leading us towards the platform in the middle of the room.

It was low and wide, elevated one step up. There was a bedframe between knee and hip height, a mattress with an expensive looking sheet on it in the middle. She got on the bed and turned towards us, kneeling while we stood at the edge.

She reached up and touched my neck, grazing her fingers and then resting her palm, pulling me towards her. I felt her warm breath as I leaned in. She hovered her mouth across from mine, and whispered, "You smell delicious." Then, she pulled me in and kissed me. I stopped myself from groping her all over, instead just holding her sides, her tits, pulling the back of her head towards me.

I felt his hand on my side, and I broke away from the kiss. I pushed gently on the middle of her chest and turned my head towards him. He met my gaze and then turned towards her.

"You seem nervous," she said to him.

"No, I'm good, I'm fine."

She laughed softly. "Have you ever done this before?" She asked.

"No, this is our first time here.""No, I mean, have you ever fucked two girls at once?"

"I mean, in college, drunk, but not like, for real where everyone came." He looked at me and kept talking. "She has, I mean she's had threesomes, I haven't really, no, I... this is my first good one."

I squeezed his arm and gave him a smile. He turned towards me, eyes wide, and mouthed "FUCK."

I mouthed back, "It's okay."

She reached up and moved his chin so he was facing her. “What do you two usually do? Start how you usually start. I’ll watch.” Then, she turned to me. "I'll watch, and then I want you to show me what he likes.”

I turned to him and smiled, looking up at him with a sultry look I'd given him countless times before. He pulled me close and I turned my head, letting him kiss my neck. His hands wandered, palming and squeezing my tits, squeezing and slapping my ass, bunching up my bra and panties. I pulled back, pushing him gently towards the bed.

"Lay down," I said.

He sat on the edge of the bed and laid back, then pushed himself up to the center. She moved to his side, near his head, watching us. I straddled one of his legs, taking his cock in my hand as I positioned his leg directly between mine. As I put his cock in my mouth, working it back and forth, I extended and matched the motion along my whole body, rhythmically rubbing my clit and pussy on his thigh. I looked up at him and I caught her eye. She was kneeling just beyond him on the bed, and she crawled towards me.

She ran her palm down his chest and stomach, and cupped it under my chin, lifting my head up. She leaned in for a kiss again. Soft, wandering, with her hand on the side of my face.

I pulled her hair lightly at the base of her scalp. I leaned in close to her ear so he couldn't hear me, and I whispered, "Let him fuck your face. Tell him to fuck your face."

"Mmmmm," she moaned, with a smile. She turned to him and said, firmly, "Get up. stand at the end of the bed."

He moved quickly, getting into place. She crawled towards him, gripped his ass, and said it. "Fuck my face, daddy." I saw him exhale, hard and quick, then he put his hand on the top of her head and thrust his hips, shoving his cock into the back of her throat.

I lounged on the bed, playing with my pussy as I watched her work her mouth up and down his cock. I looked up at him and he beckoned me over, wagging his hand. I got off the bed and walked to him.

"Get a condom for me. Please?"

I smiled and got one from the bowl at the head of the bed. As I handed it to him, he pulled away from her, his hand on her shoulder.

He held the condom up for her to see. "Okay?" He asked.

She nodded, smiling. She laid back on the bed, her legs spread in the air, her hand between her legs, rubbing her clit. He put the condom on and wrapped his arms around her thighs. He looked down at her as he pushed his cock inside, then threw his head back and started pumping.

He reached his hand out towards me, and I crawled to him. He grabbed onto my waist and pulled up, beckoning for me to bring my face to his. He grabbed the back of my head and kissed me, hard and purposeful. Sloppy and frantic. I held onto him with one arm and reached my other hand back, pressing it flat on her stomach and then grabbing up to her chest.

She grabbed my forearm and pulled me out of the kiss. "Sit on my face. Let me taste you."

I pulled away from him and smiled as I moved towards her, straddling her chest and starting to inch my way up towards her mouth. She wrapped her arms around my thighs and looked up at me.

"The other way," she said. "Keep kissing him."

I brought my knees together on her side and turned around, facing him. I slid my panties off and positioned my pussy directly above her flicking tongue, then lowered myself down onto all fours. When I felt her find her rhythm, licking and sucking my clit, I pushed myself up enough to meet his face. The kisses this time were even more primal, almost biting. As our lips touched, I could taste his moans. They were moving out of him and into me.

I reached up and steadied myself with one hand on his shoulder, and I moved my other hand to her clit. I touched her the way I touched myself, from almost the same angle. She responded immediately, gently pushing my hips up and forward as her breaths deepened and quickened.

"Don't stop," she said. "Just like that, keep going." She was bucking her hips to match the movement of my fingers. I looked back at her and saw she had tilted her head to the side, her forearm crossing over her eyes and forehead.

"Keep fucking her, daddy," I teased, using a name I'd never called him before.

He breathed hard through a smile. "Fuck you." Then, his expression changed. Hungry, like a wild animal. "I am gonna fuck you. After she cums. And you're gonna cum, too."

I shuddered when he said it. I kept the pulsing, circling motion with my fingers, and she kept pressing her pussy into my hand. Her leg started to shake, then her whole body.

"Yes, yes yes! Fuckkkk, oh my God!" She grabbed my thighs with both hands, and I dug my fingers into his shoulder so I could keep her in her orgasm. We rode it out together, bucking as one.

She let go of my thighs and dragged her palms along my legs, resting at my ankles, my heels still on. As he pulled his cock out of her, she smacked my ass and said, "Your turn."

She pushed herself up the bed and sat up, running her hands up my sides to my tits. She gently pulled me back, and said, "Lay on me. Lay in my lap."

I sat back, between her legs, her arms under mine, grabbing my tits again. I looked down and saw him climbing onto the bed, taking off the condom. He knelt between my legs, pushing them up from the back with his knees.

"Take my shoes off," I said. He took my foot in his hand, running his other hand from my hip to my ankle, then removing the shoe. He did the same on the other side. Then, he grabbed me by the thighs and pulled me towards him. The familiar motion made me comfortable, and the sensation of her tits on my shoulder blades made me breathless, mindless.

He pushed his cock into me and I grabbed the bedsheet, pulling my arms close to my sides. She touched me like I had touched her - from that same, familiar angle. Touching another clit and pussy the way she liked hers to be touched.

The feeling was too much. A warmth radiated through my whole body from between my legs, and I felt all my muscles relax. I pressed my head back into her shoulder, and she grabbed me underneath the fabric of my bra.

I wanted it to last longer, but I had been close to cumming the whole time, and I knew I couldn't hold it much longer.

I looked up at him, and caught his gaze while he was pounding into me. "I'm close," I breathed.

"I can be," he said. I squeezed his cock from inside, like I knew he liked it. Only a few strokes later, he sputtered, "I'm gonna cum, cum with me."

I closed my eyes, concentrating. I stopped squeezing him and pressed my head back, focusing on her fingers pulsing my clit, his cock pounding my g spot. I felt it rise, the fuzzy warmth radiating all over. I let it take over.

"Now, now baby. Cum now," I begged. My body started bucking and shaking, my pussy in charge of my movements. I grabbed his hip and pulled him into me, as he pressed harder, slower, and deeper.

"Take it, take my cum, fuckkkkkk." He pounded all the way into me one last time, then dropped his head, pressing down over me and planting a sloppy kiss.

I felt her hand slide across my stomach, both her hands giving my tits one last squeeze. He pulled his cock out of me, and I reached for his hand, using it as leverage to pull myself up. I sat sideways on the bed between them, gently touching both of their legs.

"Not bad for your first time," she said. "I guess you don't have performance anxiety." She laughed and nodded behind me. I looked and saw that the room was almost full of people fucking and touching, inspired by us.

He held his hand out, helping me off the bed. He had my panties wadded up in his other hand, and pressed them towards me.

As I slid them back on, he leaned in and whispered, "You wanna go now, or..."

"Nahhh," I drawled. "I wanna go upstairs. You good?"

He looked at me, wide-eyed but with a smile. "Yeah, okay. Upstairs. Let's go."

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