A Different Kind of Party
Copyright© 2025 by Fanlon
Chapter 16
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 16 - Tom and Mandy dreamed about what it would be like to go to a swinger party. When they received an invitation, they were ecstatic. There was only one little problem: that invitation came from Tom’s little sister, Stephanie. They would discover far more from their new friends than they'd ever imagined.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Mult Fiction Brother Sister Group Sex Swinging Exhibitionism Oral Sex Voyeurism
“Seriously, where are the damned towels?” Beck fumed. “What kind of shitty hotel doesn’t have towels in the bathroom for fuck sake?”
Mandy grinned, and I started chuckling, which got Mandy full-on laughing. Beck was losing her mind, for good reason, but she was missing the obvious answer. She spun, nearly losing her balance on the wet tile floor, but managed to throw an arm out and catch herself on the vanity.
“What’s so funny?” Beck demanded, her eyes narrowed on both of us.
“The towels are out there,” I said, pointing towards where the jacuzzi was located.
“What? Why would they—” Beck’s eyes widened in realization. “Oh...”
“Yup,” I replied, a weak, apologetic smile on my face.
“Mhmm,” Mandy agreed, still trying to suppress her laughter.
Beck stormed out of the bathroom with me and Mandy following behind her. When the jacuzzi and the make-shift towel dam came into view, I could only chuckle and shake my head. Beck saw it and growled, “We need towels, come on. You’re coming with me!”
I looked to Mandy for support, but she just shook her head and backed away. Letting Beck pull me out of the room and disappear down the hall.
Walking, or more accurately, being dragged through the hotel halls all the way back to the reception desk while completely naked, was crazy. The fact that Beck and I were soaking wet as we did so only made things that much worse or funnier, depending on how you’re looking at it.
That kind-looking older woman was still at the counter, and when she saw us walking in her direction, her eyes widened for a moment before she was able to put a kind smile on her face as if nothing was out of the ordinary.
“Gretchen, we need some towels,” Beck said.
“Umm, sure,” She blinked, obviously surprised by the request. “Did you not have any in your rooms?”
“We did,” Beck explained. “But they got used for ... something else.”
“I see,” Gretchen replied, smirking before turning and heading into the back before coming back with a stack of fresh, white towels. “Is this enough?”
“That should be perfect, thank you!”
“Oh, no. Thank you,” Gretchen replied softly, as if it wasn’t for us to hear, but I did as Beck was pulling back the way we had come.
Rob was furious. How he hadn’t realized the water all over the floor before we’d come back was some kind of sick miracle. The dam I’d created had worked, for a while at least. Apparently, we’d splashed far more water out of the jacuzzi than we’d realized. We apologized profusely, over and over, but he just stomped past us, on his way to the bathroom. Vic and Melissa giggled at us, though, taking the towels from us as they followed their partner to the bathroom.
“Well, that didn’t go quite as planned,” Jeremy said, standing there naked, his cock hanging limp but obviously still coated in the women’s mixed juices.
“I didn’t think we’d—”
“Don’t worry about it,” Jeremy said, laying a hand on my shoulder, a smirk on his face. “He’ll be over it by the time Mel and Vic are done with him in the shower.
The phone rang just then, and Beck moved to answer it.
“Hello?” Beck answered. “Oh, hey ... yeah, we had some fun. Sure, what’s up? Okay ... when? Sure, no problem ... Twenty minutes ... Yeah, I got it.”
All three of us, Jeremy, Mandy, and I, stood there waiting to see what that was all about.
“The party is starting in twenty minutes,” Beck explained. “We should get going.”
“What about Rob and the girls?” Mandy asked.
“I’ll handle it,” Jeremy said, walking over to the bathroom, opening the door, and sticking his head in. “Everything going okay in here?” A moan escaped the room in answer to his question. “Dude, you just fucked—” He was cut off again, this time with a pair of moans that somehow sounded out in perfect harmony. “Parties starting in twenty minutes.” With that announcement made, Jeremy pulled back, shutting the door.
“He knows,” Jeremy smirked. “Come on, let’s go. I could use another drink before this thing really gets going.”
When we got back out into the main ballroom, several things were instantly obvious. First, the number of people had dwindled significantly. More than half had vanished, which I assume meant they had paired off and gone to their rooms for their own little parties instead of whatever group activity was about to begin.
Second, of the people that were still here, almost all of them were naked, or as close to it as you could be without being completely bare. I felt extremely overdressed now, seeing as how I’d put my suit back on. At least I didn’t put the tie back on, in favor of leaving the top couple of buttons on my dress shirt open. I wasn’t he only one to notice that change in attire, however. Mandy’s eyes were wide as she too scanned the room, taking in the vast amounts of skin on display.
Third, there was a palpable energy in the room. It was like everyone was on a hair trigger and just waiting for the moment to pounce, eager for the next phase of the party. It was intense, to say the least.
Everyone was quietly milling about in small groups. There were countless whispered conversations from so many people all at once that it created this weird, droning sound that was somehow both incredibly annoying and intriguing, all at the same time. The problem was that you couldn’t eavesdrop on any of the conversations unless you were right on top of them. Then, it’s no longer eavesdropping and more just joining in, which would have been weird.
I looked around the room for Stephanie, but she was nowhere to be found. I thought for sure she would come over and at least say hello to Beck and Mandy, but she hadn’t, which was strange. Maybe she found Joe already.
Jeremy and I had gotten another drink, stopping to see April and Autumn, who were frantically trying to make drinks. Everyone must have gotten the same memo we did, and the mad dash for refills had taken precedence over anything and everything.
I grabbed Mandy a drink, and Jeremy had gotten one for Beck as well. He went with a classic white wine while I chose a margarita for Mandy. I had a feeling some liquid courage for both of us might be in order. It was one thing to party with people like Jeremy and Beck, the four of us. This, however, was something for larger and honestly, intimidating when you thought about it, which was another reason for my refill and Mandy’s margarita.
“I got you a drink,” I said, handing my girlfriend the margarita.
“What is it?” Mandy asked, taking the drink reluctantly. It was in a red plastic cup instead of the usual margarita glass, so I understood her reluctance.
“Smell it,” I replied, and Mandy lifted the cup up to her nose.
“Tequila?” I could see her trying to figure it out and waited. “Oh, it’s a margarita!”
“Bingo!”
“I love margaritas,” Mandy laughed, taking a sip and sighing happily when she tasted the liquid. “Are you trying to get me drunk so you can have your way with me?”
“Maybe...” I smirked.
“You and I both know you don’t need to do that,” Mandy giggled, taking a larger gulp from the cup. “You can have your way with me any time you want.” I grinned widely at her words. God, I loved her. “But, just so we’re clear, the game is still on.”
“I never said it was off,” I replied.
“Good, you do not get to come until I say so,” Mandy said, her voice hard, unyielding as her eyes met mine. “No matter what.”
“That’s a two-way street,” I replied, pausing to make sure Mandy and I were on the same page. “If I don’t get to come, then you don’t get to either.”
“This is going to be amazing.” The smile on Mandy’s face truly was one of mischief. If it were anyone else besides her, I would probably have worried, but it wasn’t. I chuckled as I took another sip of my Scotch.
“Have you seen Stephanie?” I asked, looking around for my sister and not seeing hide nor hair of her anywhere. I hadn’t seen her all night, which was strange. “I haven’t seen her at all tonight.”
“She’s here,” Mandy nodded. “I saw her earlier when we were dancing.”
“Really?” I asked, trying to remember her being there. Maybe I’d just missed her.
“Yup, she came over and danced with me and Beck when you left us there to talk to the boys,” Mandy answered. “She’ll find us again, I’m sure.”
“You two ready?” Beck came bounding over with Jeremy walking just behind her. Beck’s eyes were alive with excitement, grinning from ear to ear. “This is going to be so much fun.”
In the middle of the room, where the sunken dance floor had been before, was now converted into a lounging area. I don’t know how else to describe it. A bunch of chairs and couches had been moved, placed on the hardwood floor, covering most of the available area. I watched as two more couches were being carried down the steps.
“What do you think’s going to happen?” Mandy asked, her excitement rising even higher to match Becks, who was a ball of energy at this point and impossible to contain. All four of us just watched as the people who looked to be in charge of the evening worked, setting up whatever it was that was about to happen next.
“No clue,” Beck giggled, bouncing on the balls of her feet.
“Settle down,” Jeremy chuckled. “You don’t even know what’s planned for tonight.”
“No, I don’t,” Beck grinned. “That’s half the fun!”
“You’re crazy.” Jeremy laughed. “And a bad influence on our friends.”
“Oh, I don’t think I’m the one who’s the bad influence in this situation,” Beck’s eyes turned to me. “Right, Daddy?”
“What did I do?” I said, shocked at being suddenly thrust into the conversation.
“You know exactly what you did!” Beck’s smile gleamed as she lurched towards me, grabbing my face and kissing me before turning back to her husband, “And don’t act like you don’t love every damned second of it!” Beck fired right back, a proud smile on her face before turning her attention back to the couches and chairs being arranged.
“You got me there,” Jeremy agreed, winking at Beck. He glanced in my direction, lifting his glass in salute, which I immediately mimicked, which made him smile.
“Alright, everyone, listen up!” A loud female voice called out over the din of conversation in the room. The moment everyone heard the voice, all those conversations ended in an instant, all attention focused solely on the female speaker I couldn’t see.
“Now that I have everyone’s attention,” The woman said. “I hope everyone’s had a good time so far this evening, and everyone’s gotten their drinks refilled, because it’s just about time for the games to begin. So, let’s not waste any more time, because I know everyone here is excited for this next part.” Cheers rose throughout the room, girls squealing, and a handful of guys who could do that extra loud whistle let them fly.
“We’re going to have another competition this year.” There was a mixture of cheers and laughter from all over the room. I heard a few women giggling as they whispered about blowjob races. Everyone in the room knew exactly what she meant about a competition. It took a second for the crowd to quiet down. “But ... But this year it’s going to be a bit different.”
That announcement created a lot of murmurs spreading through the crowd. I looked over at Mandy, who looked nervous but anxious to find out what was going to be announced.
“As some of you well know,” The speaker’s eyes scanned the room, pausing for a moment when they found someone in the crowd. “There are a couple of people who it isn’t fair for them to compete.”
“Hey! It’s not my fault they all come so fast. It’s a gift and a curse!” A female voice called out before a wave of laughter rolled through the crowd.
“Riiight, and we all believe you, sure,” The speaker rolled her eyes and chuckled. “Anyway, this year, like I said, we’re changing it up. No blowjob races.”
“Boo!” a chorus of male voices rang out, Jeremy among them.
“Instead, it’s going to be the guys vs the girls, or men against the women, however you want to say it. But this time, there won’t be any oral tricks. Oh no, this time, we’re fucking.”
“Yay!” The men who had just booed were suddenly cheering noisily. Mandy flushed, and Beck was grinning ear to ear.
“The rules are simple: try to make your partner come before they make you come. Once one of you finishes, you’re out. You have to leave the area. For those of you who won the little competition, find another partner and go again.”
“Can we team up?” Another female voice called out.
“Hell yes!” The announcer replied, a massive, knowing smile on her face. “This is a Fortnite battle royale, as my kids say when they’re on their computers. Though for us, this is a battle-sex royale. It’s a free-for-all until the last man or woman is standing. That person will get to choose a reward of his or her choosing.”
“Don’t forget, there is a bucket of condoms for the guys, don’t forget to grab one or ten.”
“That’s not fair,” I heard Beck yell.
“Neither is Chlamydia.” The speaker grinned.
“You know what I meant!” Beck yelled. “Condoms will make all these guys last way longer.”
“Are you saying your pussy isn’t good enough to overcome a little condom, Beck?”
“Hell no!” Beck fired right back, her face burning red. “I was just saying for everyone else...” Guys started chuckling at Beck’s embarrassment, but I saw more than a few women nodding their heads in agreement.
“It’s your body, so it’s your choice,” The speaker finally announced. “Don’t come looking for me if you have to make a trip to the clinic. But seriously, I know everyone here is careful about STDs, but no one is perfect, and in a situation like this, it’s better safe than sorry.”
The group thinned a bit further as the announcement was made for the battle-sex royale. Apparently, not everyone was a sex crazed lunatic, willing to engage in sex with anyone and everyone in the building. Everyone had their limits, and it was interesting to watch which couple pulled away in favor of watching instead of participating.
Honestly, that made me feel better about this group of people. Not that I was judging those who would just fuck anyone that walked inside this building, but the fact that it wasn’t just a no-no-holds-barred, take what you want orgy.
I moved over to wrap my arms around Mandy, who pressed herself against me, molding her back to my chest. “What do you think?” I asked her, keeping my voice low for only her to hear.
“Sounds fun,” She turned her head and looked up at me.
“Does that mean you want to participate?” I asked.
I remembered how that one and only conversation with Sam went when I met him at Bruce’s place. He seemed like a guy with a lot of knowledge to give, and I wished I’d gotten a chance to talk more with him about everything. Still, I followed his suggestions. Needing to be completely open with Mandy about what we did and didn’t do. Not assumptions, only agreements and lines that never blurred.
Mandy blushed and shocked me when she shook her head no. “No way, Jose,” she replied. “We both know I won’t be able to hold off an orgasm once I start getting fucked.” I started laughing, and she giggled along with me. She was absolutely right; she’d be one of the first people eliminated without a doubt. When she started feeling good, she wasn’t going to stop herself. There was no pause button. “But you’re doing it!”
“Me?” I looked at her, a little surprised at how sure she was that I should be a part of this battle-sex royale thing. “Why me?”
“Because ... I want you to be teased mercilessly,” She explained. “What better way to drive to the edge and not let you come than you fucking a bunch of women who are trying to make you come first?”
“That’s not cool at all,” I chuckled, shaking my head.
This was Mandy to a T. She had no problem doing whatever it took to drive me crazy, in the best possible ways. If I didn’t already know it was going to be very worth it for me later, I would have refused. Mandy and I trusted each other, which was the biggest thing, and why all this exploration worked for the two of us.
“Don’t act like this isn’t exactly what you’d dreamed of doing when we started talking about this party.” Mandy groaned.
“If I’m going to be down there, you’re going to have to be right there with me and watch every second of it.”
“I don’t have a problem with that,” Mandy easily agreed, too easily.
“And you can’t play with yourself either.”
“What?!” Mandy gaped. “That’s not fair!”
“No one claimed this was fair.” I retorted, and Mandy just growled and agreed.
“Don’t get any crazy ideas,” Mandy warned.
“Oh, I won’t,” I grinned. “This is going to be awesome.”
“Awesome?” Mandy mimicked my voice. “What are you, twelve?”
“Oh, shut up,” I barked. “It is awesome and you know it!”
“Alright, all your lucky men and women who want to throw down in the Battle-Sex Royale, get in the pit,” The woman in charge called out. “The show’s about to start!”
“You two coming?” Beck asked.
“I’m not joining in,” Mandy said, shaking her head.
“Seriously, why not?” Beck asked, confusion written all over her face.
“I’m too fucking horny!” Mandy replied, and that got everyone laughing, including Mandy. “Besides, I don’t want one of those random guys to make me come. I want it to be Tom.”
“Ohh,” Realization came to Beck at Mandy’s answer. “Oh, that’s just dirty pool!”
“What’s dirty pool?” Jeremy asked, obviously missing a lot of the context as to what’s going on.
“I’ll tell you all about it later,” Beck told her husband before grabbing his hand and mine. “Come on, let’s go. We’re going to fuck the shit out of everyone in there.”
“My God, what’s gotten into your wife?” I asked Jeremy and earned a glare from Beck.
“Now you get to see the real Beck that everyone knows—” Jeremy was cut off by an evil eye stare from Beck. “and loves.”
“Damned right!” Beck beamed brightly. “Now let’s get to fucking!”
I didn’t count how many people were sitting on or standing around the couches on the dance floor. There were a whole lot more people standing around the railing, looking down at the group, watching, and waiting for the action to get started.
Mandy stayed right at my side, her white dress looking really out of place considering every other woman down here with us had at most a pair of panties on. There wasn’t a single pair of breasts that wasn’t on display. Beck had stripped off, leaving her outfit hanging on the railing by the steps.
It was exhilarating seeing this much flesh, but at the same time, intimidating and completely overwhelming. The other strange thing was that it was hard to categorize the women. Which sounds shallow, I know, but there was such a vast choice of willing and waiting women that it was hard to pick out the ones I liked best.
I turned to get Jeremy’s opinions, but he was already walking around, mingling with the other guys as they all looked at the women like they were some kind of hunting party picking out their prey from the herd. It was the most chauvinistic thing I’d ever seen, but then the women weren’t any better.
The women were in little groups, all of them standing or sitting in ways that would entice the men’s eyes. They all wore knowing smiles or smirks as they sized up the men they planned to dominate with their pussies alone. You could see the hunger in their eyes and the sheer determination there.
Most of them were blatantly measuring up the guys’ bodies, or more aptly put, their manhood’s. After all, those were what they were going to be dealing with. Some girls hid whispers behind their hands, others were just pointing right at those they were talking about. There was zero shame in anyone in the group. Not one hint of hesitation and doubt.
It was crazy, and my cock started stirring in my pants.
“See someone you like?” Mandy husked in my ear, using the tone of voice she knew drove me crazy when we fucked at home. I looked over at her, but she wasn’t looking at me; her eyes were on the crowd of people that had joined us.
At her question, I tried to narrow down the options in my mind. I looked around, honestly, for the first time. I made it seem like I was trying to pick out the best steak at the buffet, but in all actuality, I was looking for a certain someone. Someone very specific, and when I didn’t see Stephanie, I let out a relieved sigh.
“I don’t know,” I replied, trying to put on a confident air about myself. “Maybe I’ll just let them come to me and see whose brave enough to take me on.”
“Someone’s confident,” Mandy giggled.
“Shouldn’t I be?” I challenged.
“Definitely,” Mandy grinned.
There was no grand countdown, no bell signaling the start of the race, nothing. It just sort of started. People had paired themselves off with whoever they wanted to first, and everyone got down to business.
“Wow,” Mandy said softly, watching as over a dozen couples started having sex all at once.
There were a few still trying to find a partner, and one such was a woman who looked to be around Beck’s age. She came strutting right over to me, her eyes locked on mine, and a saucy grin appeared on her face when my eyes landed on hers.
The woman was good-looking, her face was angular, and with high cheekbones. Her dark brown hair was put up in a bun that showed off her narrow neck. She didn’t have huge breasts, but they looked to be slightly more than a handful with a bit of sag and dark nipples that weren’t yet hard. Her stomach wasn’t flat, but she wasn’t fat by any stretch. Her hips flared widely, and she had a groomed triangle that covered her sex, hiding any of its secrets from view.
What had my interest, though, were her eyes. They were stunningly blue. Impossibly so.
“Uh oh, she looks like she means business,” Mandy whispered. The woman raised an eyebrow in question, but her steps didn’t falter. She was trying to discern who Mandy was and why we weren’t fucking already.
“Hello,” The woman said, stopping right in front of me but speaking with Mandy as if I wasn’t standing right there. “This one yours?”
“He’s my boyfriend, yeah,” Mandy said, her tone shockingly calm.
This was not at all what I had envisioned for how this would go down. At a minimum, the women would talk to me.
“You’re not going to join in?” the woman asked, and Mandy just shook her head.
“Ah, you’re just going to watch?”
“If that’s okay with you.”
“Of course it is,” the woman grinned evilly. “If we didn’t like being watched...” she looked around. “I think you get the point.”
“Oh, I do,” Mandy laughed.
“Do you mind if I ravish him quickly? It shouldn’t take long to drain his balls, and then I’ll send him back to you.”
“Be my guest. He definitely needs his balls emptied.”
“Wonderful.”
“You heard the lady,” Mandy said, giving me a gentle shove. “Get going.”
What the fuck was going on? I didn’t even know this lady’s name, and it didn’t seem likely I ever would. What in the actual fuck?!
I was ushered over to a couch, and I moved to sit down, but the older woman stopped me. Instead, she sat down with me standing right in front of her.
“You look a little overdressed for this party,” she said, her voice dripping with confidence. “It’s like you’re my new toy that I get to unwrap.”
“Do you—”
“I didn’t say you could talk,” She cut me off, and I bristled, my hackles rising. I knew exactly what this lady was all about, and I was going to flip this whole damned thing on its head as soon as I got my cock inside of her. “I didn’t give you permission to speak, did I?”
I kept my mouth shut, but my eyes were boring holes into the woman’s face as she smiled up at me, utterly unfazed. Mandy had moved behind the couch and was smirking at me knowingly, and I let the corner of my lip curl up into a sly grin. This was going to be fun...
“That’s better,” The woman cooed as I stood before her completely naked. “Now...” she reached out her hand, placing the condom at the head of my cock before stroking me and sliding the rubber down my already hard shaft. “Get this thing in me, now!”
I didn’t reply. The woman lay back on the couch, her legs spreading as she ran her fingers through her folds. She was wet, and I could smell her arousal.
I climbed onto the couch, my cock in my hands, and lined myself up with her opening.
“Here, let me do that,” She swatted my hands away from my cock and took it in both of hers, pulling me forward until I felt the heat of her slit coating the head of my dick. “Now, put it in so I can milk you like the little pup you are.”
I growled and slammed forward, burying my entire length into her in one motion, and kept my momentum going so that when our bodies impacted, she would be rocked back by the force of it.
“Ther—Oh fuck!” She cried out in shock, her eyes wide. She was so loud that a couple of people close by stopped what they were doing and turned to see what exactly had just happened.
I didn’t take it slow, I didn’t take it easy, I fucked this older woman as hard and fast as I could. The entire time, she was shrieking and crying out, begging me to keep going, pleading with me to give her everything. I did exactly that, and then some. She got so lost in what was happening to her, I think she completely forgot the purpose of why we were fucking.
Thankfully, I hadn’t forgotten.
I’d given my fair share of poundings to women who’d asked for it, and a couple who hadn’t asked for it specifically. The vision of Beck at Bruce’s came to mind. Stop that! I chastised myself. Of all of those hard fucks, none of them were to the intensity of what I was doing to this older woman. She had the gall to try to dominate me. I laughed darkly as I slammed into her two more times with as much force as I could muster. She didn’t know who she was fucking with, literally and physically.
I’m not sure how long it took, but eventually the woman’s eyes rolled up in her head, and she let out a long, loud moaning wail as her body went rigid beneath me. I buried myself as deep as I could go and held myself there. My weight focused between her hips as she came.
When the woman went limp, I pulled back and looked to where I knew Mandy was watching. She was beaming with pride, and I chuckled, which was an interesting sensation, seeing as how the head of my cock was still inside the spent woman.
“I win,” I said loudly, grinning like the little kid this woman thought I was. I pulled out the rest of the way and settled onto my heels, removing the used condom from my shaft, and was surprised when I heard applause and even laughter, Mandy’s foremost among them. The best part about what I’d just done, I never got even close to an orgasm.
It was weird having to wait for the next available woman. I sat down on the couch and relaxed while Mandy stood behind me. She was trying to keep her distance, making it clear that she was not part of the Battle-Sex Royale. Still, a voice I recognized as the speaker from earlier came over to talk to her.
“Hello, I haven’t seen you two before,” The woman said, her eyes kind and her voice gentle. She was topless, and it was hard to do a double-take at the sheer volume of her breasts. “I’m Susan Wilcox.”
“Hi, we’re new,” Mandy said, her voice shy. “I’m Mandy, he is Tom, my boyfriend.”
“Boyfriend, you say?” Susan gave me a questioning look. “We don’t get a lot of those here. Not ones that stick around very long anyway.”
“Oh, we’re going to be around for a long time,” I replied, my voice confident, and I smiled to emphasize my confidence in that statement even further.
“Let’s hope so, Tom,” Susan chuckled. “That was quite the show with Karen earlier.”
I rolled my eyes. Of fucking course that was her name.
“Really, that was her name?” I asked. “She never introduced herself and didn’t want me to talk.”
Susan sighed, her face falling into her palm. “That’s Karen, alright. She can be a bit much...”
“I take it that’s her normal attitude around here?”
“Yeah, it is.” Susan offered a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes. “She’s our resident Domme.”
“I kind of figured that out,” I chuckled, and both Susan and Mandy joined in.
“I imagine you did.” Susan’s smile widened, and this time it was completely genuine. “So, the reason I came over to talk to you two is simple: why aren’t you joining your boyfriend in the competition?”
“Well...” Mandy looked nervous. “Tom and I are playing a little game right now, a challenge of sorts.”
“Interesting, care to explain a bit further?” Susan asked, not exactly prying, but she definitely wanted to know.
Mandy told Susan the whole story, who found it hilarious. When Mandy told her about the shower and the towels in Rob’s room, she burst out laughing. The conversation wound down fairly quickly after that.