A Different Kind of Party
Copyright© 2025 by Fanlon
Chapter 2
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 2 - 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
Bruce, with Stephanie on his arm, led the way to what I assumed was the kitchen, with Mandy and me following a step or two behind.
“I can’t believe the dude was getting a blowjob right there on the couch!” Mandy whispered in my ear. What was shocking was how Mandy said it; she sounded excited and borderline eager.
“Do you want me to find another couch?” I teased, knowing she was going to give me a good reaction.
“Don’t be gross!” I chuckled, and she blushed before looking up at me. “Maybe later.”
We walked into the kitchen to find another couple already there. A gorgeous blonde was sitting at a barstool at the island in the middle of the kitchen while her husband or date was digging through the fridge.
“Sam, grab me a beer and one for our new friend,” Bruce announced.
“Coming right up,” the guy, apparently Sam, replied before grabbing two more Coronas from the fridge. “Lime?”
Doug looked at me questioningly.
“No thanks,” I shook my head. “As long as it’s ice cold, I don’t need any training wheels.”
“You’re more of a man than me,” Sam chuckled and opened the three bottles of Corona.
“Bruce, whose fault is it that the wine is already gone?” the blonde asked from her perch on her stool.
“I told Laura to pick up a few bottles on her way home,” Bruce grumbled. “Did you check the pantry cabinet over there?” Bruce pointed at a pair of tall cabinets on the other side of the fridge.
“I’ll look,” Stephanie offered, separating herself from Bruce’s side.
“Tom, Mandy, I want you to meet two of my closest friends, Sam and Jenny.”
Sam smiled and handed me a beer, and Jenny gave us a little wave in greeting.
“So, you’re the friend Stephanie has been talking about nonstop,” Jenny said, looking right at Mandy.
“Probably, I hope she didn’t say anything bad about me,” my girlfriend replied reluctantly, suddenly shyer than I had ever seen her.
“Come and sit down,” Jenny smiled, patting the stool on her left. “Let’s talk.”
Mandy turned to me, and I just nodded. She reached up on her tiptoes for a kiss. I gave her a quick kiss on the lips and subtly pushed her towards the stool.
“Why don’t the three of us go out on the back deck and let the girls talk?” Bruce suggested.
“That’s probably a good idea,” Sam chuckled, and the three of us headed out the back door, leaving the girls to their gossip, or whatever it was they were going to talk about.
“So, let me guess,” Sam said the moment we were outside, and the patio door was closed. “This is your first swingers’ party, right?”
“Is it that obvious?” I asked.
Sam and Bruce shared a look and then started chuckling.
“It’s obvious for those of us who know what to look for,” Bruce replied, and Sam nodded his agreement.
“Don’t take it like it’s a bad thing, though,” Sam quickly added. “The fact that you’re even here is a big step.”
“Mandy and I have joked about what it would be like to go to a swingers’ party, but I didn’t really think it would ever happen,” I flushed and smiled. “It was more just a fantasy we would talk about during sex and stuff.”
“Yeah, that’s what a lot of people say when they first show up at one of these types of parties,” Bruce replied. “Sam’s been in this world for a long time. I haven’t been involved quite as long as he has, but both of us are seasoned veterans. We have both seen and done just about everything there is to see and do.”
“How did you two get into...”
“Into swinging?” Sam asked, “That’s a long story, and honestly, you probably won’t like what I have to say. It’s safe to say I have been in and around it since I was a teenager.”
“Holy shit!” My jaw dropped. Sam gave me a strange smile. It reached his eyes if barely, but there was a pain or something he was hiding there. I knew instinctively that it wasn’t something I needed to know and didn’t ask any more about his history.
“Let me give you a bit of advice,” Bruce cut in quickly, seeing the look on his old friend’s face.
“First, if you’re going to do this, do it because you want to do it. Not because Mandy wants to.” I nodded; that made sense in my mind without the need for further explanation. “I don’t think I need to explain how you need to make sure Mandy is truly okay with this as well.”
“Oh, she’s really excited—”
“I’m sure she is,” Sam cut me off. “You need to talk to her, really talk, about everything. There can’t be any secrets, none. Trust me.”
“Exactly,” Bruce nodded. “That was going to be my second point. Don’t just blindly dive into this thing headfirst. You’ll find out quickly that the water might not be as deep or warm as you’re expecting.”
That got my attention.
“What he means is, this isn’t a race,” Sam paused, looking at me, his eyes intense, making sure he had my full attention. “There are going to be so many things that both she and you will want to experience right away. Most will be amazing, but not all of them. That’s where people tend to get in trouble. They bite off far more than they can chew, and then it’s too late.” Sam took a drink from her beer, as if he needed the time to formulate what he was going to say next. “If there is anything I have learned from my own experiences and watching other people like yourselves stepping into it for the first time, it’s have restraint and be patient. This all falls back on open communication. The two of you need to be a team in everything you do, or don’t do.”
“Are you saying we shouldn’t do anything tonight?” I started to worry about how I was supposed to explain to Mandy that we were supposed to look but not touch. Treat it like window shopping and not a buffet.
“That’s not what we are saying at all,” Sam replied. “Just go slow. This is a time for exploration for the two of you. Have fun and explore! Just make sure you both are working together and neither of you is putting the other in an untenable situation.”
“The last thing I wanted to tell you was that assumptions in this lifestyle will be the death of more relationships than anything else you could do. Assuming what your partner wants or is okay with almost always ends in disaster. Especially early on. Now, if you’ve been doing this for as long as we have...” Bruce threw his arm around Sam, who smiled but playfully pushed Bruce away. “We have a good basis to know what will and won’t piss off our other halves. The old saying, ‘happy wife, happy life,’ is as true as it gets.”
I never thought I would show up at a party like this and then be told to hold back. If anything, I thought I would be told to, more or less, go nuts. What Bruce and Sam told me made total and complete sense, though. I just wasn’t expecting it.
Honestly, I thought all the guys here would try to get me to swap with them so they could fuck Mandy. I think I am pretty secure in myself and think I can handle seeing another guy or even a girl with Mandy. Now ... it’s not like I am second-guessing everything, but I am thinking about it a lot more.
Was I okay with watching Mandy get fucked by a stranger? It’s not like they’re making love or something. It’s just sex. Wild, hot, passionate, get your brains fucked out sex. I decided right then and there I was okay with it, as long as it wasn’t a secret. That’s where things went off the rails in my mind. I couldn’t handle secrets.
Fuck! Sam and Bruce are right. Communication, openness, and honesty are the keys to success in something like this.
I’m sure that’s going to happen at some point, but the weight of Sam’s words, and the genuine, honest way he explained them, had me second-guessing, ultimately, how tonight was going to go.
Before anything happened, I needed to talk to Mandy. That was priority number one. I needed to find out what her goals were and what her comfort level was with this whole thing. I knew she was excited. My sister had told her a lot of stories, and since neither Mandy nor I had been to a party like this, we weren’t sure if she was just giving us the highlights or if these get-togethers were really as amazing and euphoric as Stephanie claimed.
“Looks like you’re thinking about what we’re telling you,” Sam said, snapping me out of my internal reflection.
“Yeah...” I nodded, grinning.
“Good,” Bruce grinned. “I’m sure Stephanie has told you all kinds of things about our parties.” I chuckled and nodded. She’d told Mandy all kinds of shit about these parties. “Keep in mind, Stephanie isn’t in a relationship. She’s free to do what she wants without having to worry about someone else’s feelings.”
“Good point,” I nodded, and took a long pull from my Corona.
“And if you’re wondering,” Sam cut in. “Jenny’s in there telling your girlfriend the same thing we’re telling you. She’s not going to tell her anything your girlfriend doesn’t need to hear. Jenny knows exactly what makes a relationship like ours work. There is no one better to talk to than her.”
“She sounds amazing,” I replied.
“She really, really is,” Sam replied, and he and Bruce were smiling.
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