Chapter 11: Swinger’s Party

After our casual dinner, Jo directed us to a modern home in the hills west of San Jose. We admitted to some nervousness about going into an unknown sexual situation.

It took us almost an hour to get to the house. As we drove, Jo told us about a few of the people she’d been told might be at the party. Two of them worked with Jo at ITI, her company, and that was how she’d been invited, apparently after a woman named Samantha learned about her unique arrangement with her husband, Russ, and me.

I guess we sounded like swingers, and that prompted the invitation to participate in a larger group of like-minded people. I had to admit that from the outside looking in, we did look like swingers who happened to rock with another couple three thousand miles away. Maybe that’s exactly what we were.

Our host, Gordon, greeted us at the door, and gave Jo an exceptionally warm hug and kiss in welcome to his home. His wife, a beautiful Hispanic woman named Marie joined him in the welcome a second later. Marie wore a see-through top that revealed her pretty breasts that I guessed had been amplified with implants. They weren’t garish, but they were too well shaped, perky, and sexy compared to her age. Overall, Marie was sexy, and I could see Russ take an immediate interest in her.

Gordon escorted us into the living room of the house where we were introduced to six other couples, most of whom were standing around snacking or drinking wine. I could see that some of them were probably more nervous that either Jo or I were. There was no wanton and super kinky sex going on – yet.

Sam was one of the women there, and she lit up with joy at Jo being there and introduced us to her husband, Doug. I found the diversity of the group interesting: mostly Caucasian, ages thirty-ish (Russ and me) to mid-fifties, thin to chubby, married and single, and stylish to hippie dress. There were three more men than women at the house. Jo pulled us over to another couple that she knew from work, and we met Carol and Rick. Carol also worked for ITI in their production department.

Larry and Sunita, a beautiful Indian woman in a sexy sari, joined our circle. We talked about our jobs and hobbies. I brought the largest laugh to our conversational circle by announcing that my favorite hobby was sex. Everyone nodded in agreement. They were also entranced that I was Jo’s husband’s ‘temporary wife – a term that deserved explanation.

Gordon got the ball rolling about nine o’clock. With two small baskets of numbers – one for men and one for women: draw a number and match it up with the person holding the same number of the opposite sex. The extra men would become part of a threesome with three of the lucky women.

I went and kissed Russ. “You still all right with this?”

He smiled and nodded. He whispered to me, “Have fun and enjoy this. Think of this as a new experience we’ll have fond memories of later – one more of our adventures in life. Who knows, we might just like the lifestyle and continue. No judgments. No jealousy. This is a free pass for anything goes.”

We kissed, and as the basket with pink slips of paper came by. I picked the number six on a small folded piece of paper. Russ ended up with the number four on a small blue piece of paper. As Russ announced his number and showed it to us, Sunita smiled and held out her piece of paper with a ‘4’ clearly written on it. She looked very pleased, and for that matter Russ did too. Sunita was a beautiful Indian woman with long black hair down to her hips; she was thin, busty, and had an angelic face.

Sunita and Russ followed two other couples down a set of stairs to a dimly lit basement playroom equipped with a collection of futons that had been covered with bed linens and pillows. There were also two sofas for watching television. Everything looked so pristine and new.

A handsome older man named Adam Pointer found me with a matching number, and introduced himself. After a few minutes of introductory conversation, he also led me down to the playroom too. The two of us ended on a sofa that had been pushed against one wall. We overlooked the scene on the mats.

A pornographic video was playing in a loop on the television. The scene was, of all things, a group sex orgy with about seven couples.

I asked in a low voice, revealing my neophyte status, “What’s protocol here? I’ve never been to a party like this. Do we strip and fuck, or what?”

Adam laughed, “Well, that over-simplifies things in my book. I personally enjoy some kissing and foreplay, if that’s alright with you. We’re consenting adults here, so we can negotiate your favorite act, fantasy, or secret desire. I’d like you to suggest things; I can be pretty vanilla or reach a bit beyond that if you want.” He smiled nicely at me. I liked this man more by the minute. He was not a ‘wham-bam-thank-you-ma’am’ guy.

“I like to be eaten before getting down to the main event,” I offered. “If you like oral sex, I like that too.” From the look on his face, he thought that was the best idea of the year.

Adam reached over and started to undo the buttons up the front of my summer dress. When most of them were open, I stood and shrugged the dress off. My bra and sexy thong that I’d brought especially for the occasion joined the dress on a small chair next to the sofa. Adam quickly stripped from his clothes, revealing a solid erection that I knew would be pleasing me in a few minutes. This party was getting more interesting by the second. He positioned me on the sofa, put my legs over his shoulders, and proved to me that he understood a woman’s lower anatomy and pleasure points.

I guess I’d arrived with high expectations and poised to have a lot of orgasms, because that’s what started happening about five minutes into Adam’s exquisite assault on my pussy. I moaned and groaned, stiffened often as a climax erupted from deep within me. I know I flooded the sofa with my juices, and surely Adam’s face and tongue.

I returned the favor with a blowjob eventually, but Adam stopped me because he wanted to cum by fucking. I lay back on the sofa, and welcomed Adam to my quim. He somehow had slipped a condom on. He was a talented lover, took his time, and knew some delightful moves that triggered more orgasms. I felt lucky to have drawn Adam as my first swing partner. If this was typical, I had a whole new part of my life that needed lots of exploration.

I had also used some our time together watching others in the room immersed in foreplay or screwing away in various positions. Doggie and woman-on-top seemed to be the favorites. I particularly watched Russ and Sunita as she rode his long cock with a blissful look on her face. Her dark skin, full breasts, and dark areolas and nipples contrasted to the other women in the room who looked pale by comparison. She bounced wildly on Russ’ cock, trying to milk the cum from his body.

I turned my attention back to Adam, and we completed our friendly fuck with a pair of well-synchronized orgasms. After a minute or so of afterglow, we separated. He pulled off the condom and tied it closed, and I cleaned his cock, even bringing him back to a partially ready state for his next partner. We’d spent forty-five minutes between meeting and final orgasm; pretty slutty, I figured. This was a real cool thing to do.

I whispered to Adam, “What now? Are we partners for the night?” I wouldn’t have minded and I hope that showed.

“Oh, no. Just wait here. One of the other men will claim you, or you can claim one of them. Feel free to do what you like. If you want a respite, there’s a Jacuzzi on Gordon’s back deck. I know it’ll be full of people later, but this early in the evening it’ll be empty.”

I spotted another handsome older man and made eye contact with him. We nodded at each other, and I knew I had my next partner. Adam went off, and Sean arrived. We introduced ourselves with names and some spontaneous deep kisses. Sean soon had me on a futon. He kissed me all over, from my littlest toe to the top of my head. He paused and delivered a few oral delights around my pussy and breasts.

Sean had long fingers, and he understood how to find not only a woman’s G-spot but also her A-spot. As he stimulated the latter, I flooded my cunt again with my warm juices. He spanked my clit wildly with his other hand, and I started to squirt off juices almost like an uncontrolled pee as an orgasm washed over me. Properly awash with lubrication, he delivered a G-spot orgasm, and then started to fuck me. I welcomed the act.

Sean liked to fuck very slowly or very fast and hard compared to either Russ or Dirk, and I was getting off in both speed zones. When fast, his body was a blur and our bodies slapped together at a rapid rate. When slow, he would sit back and massage my clit. I kept having little peaks. Sean eventually came too, and then he held me in a romantic way as he kissed me some more.

We sat on the futon with me in Sean’s lap, watching the rest of the group. I marveled at the stamina and recovery time of some of the men. Most of them were still going strong.

I said to Sean, “I want an exciting threesome. Who should I pick?”

I felt Sean chuckle as he cuddled my naked to his body. He said, “Paul, the dark-haired man with the blonde in the corner, and Lee, the Chinese-American man just finishing up with our hostess. I’ve seen them in action as a team. If you want exciting, they’ll give it to you. Ask them now to save you the next ‘dance’, so to speak.”

I thanked Sean with a few kisses, and then worked my way across the tangled bodies on the beds to Paul. “Are you spoken for in the next round? I’m trying to put together a threesome. Want to play?”

Paul gave me a big smile. “Who’s the third party? Your husband?”

I laughed, “No, nothing so mundane. He’ll have me later. I was thinking of Lee, if he’s willing. He was recommended for this by Sean.” I tried to sound as though I knew what I was doing and who I was picking.

Paul smiled and said, “Good choice. Let me finish with Deb here, and then I’ll join you. I’ll need a bit of a rest, maybe a dip in the hot tub.”

I thanked Deb for allowing the interruption, and repeated the process with Lee who lay exhausted and panting heavily next to an equally strung-out Marie. She did indeed have augmented reality.

I lay down beside him and pulled his face so I could kiss him. It didn’t take too much convincing. Like Paul, he requested a bit of a break to recover his mojo.

Paul, Lee, Marie, Deb, Sean, and I went out to the hot tub a few minutes later. Russ and a pretty woman named Nancy also squeezed in. The conversation was funny and ribald, with lots of teasing and flirting between combinations that had yet to occur. During the cross talk in the large tub, I heard Russ proposition Marie in the next round. She looked pleased to be with the ‘new man’.