The what was a house that sat on a plot of land that stretched as far as Dave could see. The house was larger than any he'd seen before, its dark brick facade making it appear as if it was disappearing in the setting sun. There was light streaming through every window, which were too numerous to count.
Rebecca came to the main entrance and motioned Dave to join her before she took the door knocker in her hand and rapped.
It was answered by a woman in a red slip dress.
This woman, whom Dave would come to know as Marissa, was hotter than hot. The red slip dress was cut high enough on both sides that Dave knew she either wasn't wearing panties or it was a thong. It was cut low enough in front that he could see plenty of skin beneath her cleavage.
Her face was gorgeous and Dave had an immediate perverse thought that he'd love to see it coated in his come. Her lips were red and without lipstick. Her eyes were of a green thta he'd never seen before. Her smile was white and seemingly flawless and her hair was raven black and fell below her shoulders to about mid-back.
She was tall but not towering. Dave figured her for about six feet, beating him by two inches.
Rebecca kissed the woman on both cheeks but without much feeling and Dave got the impression that the feeling was mutual on Marissa's side of things. Rebecca introduced Dave to her and the woman extended a hand that was so very smooth. He felt like kissing it and did so, drawing a blush from her cheeks. Marissa invited them into the house proper, ushering them through a set of double doors.
When she opened them, Dave's breath caught in his throat. Inside, an orgy was in full swing.
Here, a woman on her knees, taking it from behind by a man whose cock was so long that there were still a good three inches outside of her when he pushed inside of her. His balls were tight and his head was thrown back. The woman was gripping a patch of the carpet underneath them and she was moaning quite loudly. Every couple thrust, she looked back at him and said, "Give me your fucking cock!"
Elsewhere, a group of six men stood before a woman, who was on her knees but this time facing them. Each had a hand around their cocks, ranging in size, each pumping away. A few of them were grunting but the majority kept silent as they sweated and labored up to their come. Bukkake, Dave seemed to remember it being called.
In the corner of the room, a woman was hoisted in a swing and receiving oral pleasure from another woman. A pair of lovers looked on, wearing nothing but drinking champagne.
A couple was laying down on one of the three couches, the man thrusting in and out of her from behind.
There was a table near a couple patio doors and there were two men seated at the table, getting blow jobs from two other men, while on the table, a woman was being fucked from behind by another woman wearing a strap-on. Amazing to Dave was that the table contained all of the place settings and that, somehow, the two women were able to maintain their spot in the middle of the table. Also amazing was the fact that the table had not collapsed, even with the slight size of the women.
On a set of stairs that was in the middle of the room, running to another level, various couples of both sexes were either fucking or sucking.
Dave looked over at Rebecca, who shrugged, then at Marissa, whose smile continued to linger.
Rebecca kissed Dave on the cheek and went up the stairs. Marissa sidled up to Dave and asked him if he liked what he was seeing. Dave could hardly speak.
This was the first time that he'd actually seen an orgy outside of porn videos. First difference that he noticed was that there were more people here than there ever were in porn video orgies. The sounds of sex continued on, women moaning and screaming out the names of their lovers. It drove Dave's erection to further hardness.
"You're welcome to join in, if you wish," Marissa's voice sounded in his ear. Her mouth was tantalizingly close and her breath hot against his skin. He wanted her the moment he'd walked in the door but he had no idea how to tell her. "Of course, you can watch, too, if that's your thing."
