During the week I am with Lacey at school. She does not act awkward, says nothing about seeing me on her security camera, about her dog wearing socks and she does not ask me about coming to her house. I am dying to ask her about the hidden camera, but not sure how I can ask without revealing that I was there. I guess I will have to wait until we are together at her house, then perhaps I can point it out to her and see what she says. I am dying to know if Rex showed up at her house with pink socks on. I dare not ask.
Throughout the week I think about going with Lisa to the sex party. I am still very nervous about going, and consider canceling. But then at odd times I find myself fantasizing about the party; What I might see, the experiences I could have, and the people I might meet. I keep telling myself that I only need to watch. I have already decided what I should wear. My red mini-skirt with the pink, low cut top, always seems to turn heads. It is almost too risqué to wear anywhere else. I have a red push up bra and matching bikini lace panties that should go well with the outfit. My black patent leather boots complete the look. I am excited to wear this outfit and have already tried it on a couple times.
Saturday evening rolls around and Lisa has agreed to pick me up at eight thirty. “Oooh la la,” she says as I slide into the passenger’s seat. My palms are damp and clammy. I blush until I feel as pink as my blouse.
Lisa is no slouch, herself. She is wearing a lime green outfit that goes with her red hair. The color accentuates her green eyes and makes them stand out. The short, narrow skirt makes her long legs look even longer. I can see just a peek of her green lace panties, since her skirt is riding up in the white leather car seats. “You certainly know how to dress, yourself. You look great,” I say.
Lisa turns to me and gets serious. “How are you feeling about tonight? You nervous?”
Looking out the side window away from Lisa, I say “Twice I picked up my phone to cancel for tonight. Then I thought about what I would be missing out on and changed my mind. Right now I feel a little nauseous. Please tell me I won’t regret this.”
Lisa laughed. “I know just how you feel. I felt the same way, my first time. It’s OK to feel nervous. I think you will love it.”
We pull into the driveway of a sprawling ranch style house that is well lit. There are already five cars in the driveway. Following behind Lisa up the driveway, I notice her pumps make her long legs look even longer. Her ass sways seductively as she takes long strides. I feel like a mouse behind her, scurrying to keep up. The host welcomes us in before we even have a chance to ring the doorbell. He takes my hand as I step over the threshold. “You must be Tiffany? So glad to have you with us this evening. Can I get you ladies something to drink?”
Lisa says “Just the usual for me, Larry.”
Larry looks to me, “A glass of wine, please,” I reply.
Larry says “You ladies go on in while I get your drinks.”
We walk into the living room where people with drinks are mingling and talking among themselves. A woman of about 30 in a black evening dress looks up, smiles and comes to greet us. Lisa makes introductions. “Tiffany, this is Susan, Larry’s wife. And Susan, this is Tiffany, whom I told you about.”
Susan comes over to me and folds me into an embrace. “Welcome, Tiffany. It is so good to have you join us.” Then she moves in close and speaks quietly, “you are probably a bit nervous. You will find this to be a nice bunch of people. I love every one of them and have no doubt that you will come to feel the same, once you get to know us.”
“Thank you'” I say. “I needed that.” Then Larry hands me a generous glass of wine. I take a sip of the wine to help calm my nerves and find it is delicious.
Others of the group look up and notice the newcomer and come over to introduce themselves and speak a few words of welcome. I am still nervous about what will happen tonight, but I am no longer as nervous about the people. I am certainly the youngest person here, but they all seem warm and welcoming. There is a feeling of anticipation in the air. Everyone is enjoying the drinks and the conversation, but they are looking forward to getting into the red room.
Susan stands and taps a spoon on her crystal glass to get everyone’s attention. The chatter dies down and Susan says to the group, “Welcome, everyone. I hope you are looking forward to tonight as I have been. We have eleven people here tonight. We will do introductions, as we usually do, and state what our objective is for the night. We’ll begin with Lisa and go around the room clockwise, ending with our visitor, Tiffany. Lisa?”
“Hi, I’m Lisa. I am open to just about anything except anal. As you all know, that just isn’t my thing. I am hoping for vaginal penetration or female on female.”
“Hello, I am Mark and this is my partner, Brittany. We are open to a full swap or a three-way with a male or female guest.”
“Hi, I’m Michael and this beautiful young lady with me tonight is my partner, Amy. We are both hoping for a full swap including penetration.”
“Hey, I’m Henry. I am hoping to have sex with a nice lady, tonight. Penetration is good, but will participate without penetration, if that is what is desired. I will play with a couple, but not interested in male on male activity.”
“My name, of course, is Larry and you all know my partner Susan. We are good with just about anything; full swap, three way, full penetration. Whatever.”
“Good evening, This is Cathy, my better half, and I am Brian. She wants to play with me, tonight, but would consider a threeway with another female.”
Now it is my turn. I feel a lump in my throat but bravely speak with more confidence than I feel. “Hi, everyone, my name is Tiffany. Thanks for allowing me to join you tonight. Since this is my first time with you guys, I will probably just watch.”
Larry stood and addressed the group. “OK, I think we’re all set. Shall we move to the red room?” This was met with “Yea”, “Good”, “Let’s go”, and general agreement. People got up and quickly moved out the door to another room. I am surprised at the eagerness. For myself, I feel a lot of trepidation. I could walk back out the door right now. Even though the people are nice, I just don’t feel like I fit in, but my curiosity keeps me moving towards the red room.
I follow the other guests down the hall and enter through a door into another room. There is no doubt why it is called the ‘red room.’ The walls and ceilings are painted a deep maroon color, the lighting comes from red bulbs on a dimmer switch. Comfortable red armchairs line the perimeter of the room. In the middle of the room are mattresses, lined up together on the floor, each with a red velvet mattress cover. There are red velvet, heart shaped pillows scattered about on the mattresses. Red towels are draped over each of the chairs and more are hanging from hooks on the walls. Muted music emanates from four speakers hung from the walls near the ceiling. I notice a pleasant, clean scent present in the room.
People speak together in a natural, relaxed way as they remove their clothes and hang them on hooks on the walls. I’m not sure what to do, myself. I feel so awkward, just watching as other people are getting ready to have sex. I remove my clothes down to my bra and panties. Lisa looks at me and gives me a reassuring smile. I spread a towel before curling up on a chair across from the door. I have a feeling that I might need to touch myself before the night is over. As I survey the room, I see that people are pairing up in groups of three or four mostly. Lisa has found a place on the mattresses with Brian and Cathy. Cathy has her legs open wide for Lisa, who is eating her out. Brian is at the side of Lisa, fondling her breasts while also stroking her back and buttocks. Larry and Susan have found a place on the mattresses beside Mark and Brittany. They are kissing passionately and I see that Brittany is slowly stroking Larry’s cock as he kisses Susan. Michael has already penetrated Amy, doggy style, and Amy is sucking on Henry at the same time she is being shagged. Soft moans and murmuring voices are heard, here and there. Looking around, it seems like there is a lot going on.
People are moving slowly, not in a hurry. Next thing I know, Lisa and Cathy are scissoring, humping and grinding their pussies together. Brian is putting on a condom, getting ready to penetrate somebody. Amy is now on Henry, riding him cowgirl style. Mark and Susan are doing a 69, with Susan on top. Larry is putting on a condom as he watches Brittany using a big vibrator on her pussy. It is obvious that he plans to fuck Brittany. It is getting to the point that I am losing track of who belongs with who.
It is very arousing to sit there and watch what is going on. I am impressed with the caring and togetherness that I feel in the group. No one is left out. No one but me, that is. I have a strong feeling that I should be in the group, participating. In my fantasies, I only imagined myself as a voyeur, observing. I never imagined myself as a participant. But now I feel myself being drawn in and I want to be part of the action. At the same time, I am not sure how that would work. Do I just go out there and ask if I can join in? That approach is too obtrusive to join in now. Everyone seems to have a partner and several are engaged in sex. I badly want to get fucked, though, so decide to look for an opening.
Suddenly, I notice that Larry is fucking Britanny and they are both are very much into it. Mark and Susan are just sitting next to each other watching their partners fuck. Susan is not paying Mark any attention, but is intently watching her husband and I wonder if she is jealous? Mark looks almost disinterested in the couple making love. He is slowly stroking his own cock, and I think he is very turned on and he still wants to fuck. What really catches my attention is the size of Mark’s member. He is probably seven or eight inches long, and as big around as any penis I have ever seen, even in porn. I really want to try to get him inside me.
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