Author's Note: Welcome to a very proper swingers party! This has been the direction of the group's sexual exploration for a while, but it's starting to gel with the advent of this gathering. This will be a multi-chapter overview because there is so much exploration to be done, but we'll start with fulfilling Rita's great fantasy. And there's also some plot development, too, because that's still important. I hope you enjoy it. Keep the feedback coming!
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From that first ring of the doorbell, the party took off like a rocket ship. I don't know what kind of planning or coaxing had gone into this event, but the girls had pulled it off without a hitch. Within fifteen minutes of the start time printed on the invitation, the house was teeming with a score of our wildest friends. To some extent, I suppose, "friends" was a term to use loosely. A few people we had only met via parties like this. But everyone felt comfortable and understood the rules of engagement. It was an energetic-but-respectful gathering of two dozen people.
Despite the varying degrees of familiarity among us and our guests, everyone seemed to at least know someone well. That made conversation, mingling, and sliding around the house easy. Lubrication, I thought to myself, amused, was the order of the day.
There really was something that separated this gathering from the others since we had moved to LA. It was different from any that we had hosted back in Houston, too. This expressly was a swingers' party. The rules were laid out in the invitation, but they already were understood by everyone attending. It was simple common sense, really. Everyone needed to be respectful, consensual, and genuinely hear one another. That sounded hokey, but, with the crowd we had assembled, we felt like that was good enough. And it was, which underscored to us what a special situation we found ourselves in.
But looking back on it would be getting ahead of ourselves. We had a whole night of unbridled debauchery to enjoy. It was a whirlwind from the get-go. Juliet and Melanie had come over hours early, helping us get ready. Jason, Crystal, and Bianka arrived next. While Jason helped me get drinks poured, the girls went on an apparent mission to take bumps of cocaine from every single snuff box in the house. The Hollywood crew showed up together shortly after, led by Petey and Alix. They were joined by Ryan, Carly, Vic, and Cecily. The three Daydream guys -- Johnny, Jimmy, and Patrick -- weren't far behind. And, rounding out the attendees, Christy showed up with our special guests from Vegas, Kelly and Jamie and Nicole and Bryce.
Initially I tried to keep up, pouring drinks and greeting everyone. There were incredible vibes from the start. There was an expectant buzz filling up the house and spilling over outside. People drank and dipped into the variety of appetizers laid out. The first pungent puffs of marijuana drifted into the air. Here and there, I heard the occasional sniff or snort, but mostly it was just of a bump and not the tat-tat-tat of lines being cut up. I caught snippets of conversation. Jamie and Bryce talked enthusiastically about the Vegas football team's chances for the season. Cecily gushed about a new movie role she had that she was convinced would break her free from the stereotype of a little-sister character. The Daydream guys lusting after non-porn girls and setting their sights on civilian targets. I tried to make eye contact with Carly, but she was engrossed in conversation with Petey, Alix dutifully standing beside them with her tits almost totally uncovered.
Then arms enveloped me from behind, and a giggling voice said, "Daddy, it's time for our special kickoff."
I turned around and saw Kat's beaming face, her lips moist, and her eyes lit up with cocaine fire.
"And do I finally get to know what the special kickoff is?" I asked.
"Just follow me, daddy," Kat said and took me by the hand.
I trailed Kat upstairs. She had favored a very short skirt version of a toga, although she also wore an elaborate gold chain around her waist and gold laurel wreath on her head, like Rita. I glimpsed something shiny between her ass cheeks and smiled. When we reached the top landing, I tugged her close to me and kissed her. My hands massaged her butt.
"Are you getting ready for your big event?" I asked.
"What do you mean, daddy?" she asked sweetly.
"I saw that you have your plug in," I said.
"My very biggest plug, daddy," she confirmed. "And it still probably isn't close to how big Ryan is."
"Are you nervous?" I asked.
"Only that you might not really want me to have anal sex with someone else," Kat confided.
I slipped my hands around Kat's waist and looked at her intently.
"Kitty Kat," I said, "this is just fun. We are light years away from where we were before, where we were when you made this promise to me. If you're curious, do it."
"I just kind of want to prove to him that a regular girl can do it," she said, biting her lower lip.
"You definitely can," I said with a grin.
She kept looking at me, though. I raised my eyebrows in inquiry.
"So, um, daddy?" she said. "I also kind of want you to be there. You know, since it's the first time in a long time, and I really want you to see it's not like, you know, before?"
She spoke in a halting, hesitant tone.
"Maybe I can find someone to match you moan for moan," I said.
"I'd love that, daddy!" she said with delight. "But let's go! We have to do this!"
I followed Kat again, this time into the largest guest room. The other girls were there waiting for me, but it took me a moment to process the setup. Rita sat on the bed, her legs dangling over the edge. She wore her toga but was blindfolded. Jess and Katie were huddled together, giggling about something.
"Are we ready, girls?" Kat said in a forceful voice.
"I think we're ready!" Jess said excitedly.
"I'm freaking out and creaming my panties at the same time!" Rita said, her voice quivering.
"You're not wearing panties, sweetie," Katie pointed out.
"John, will you please do the honors and remove Rita's blindfold?" Jess asked.
"Happily!" I said.
I walked to the bed and stood in front of Rita. I slipped the snug blindfold over her head, careful not to disturb her gold laurel wreath. All the girls wore matching gold chains around their waists and wreaths on their heads. They radiated sexuality. Rita's eyes flickered as they adjusted to the soft evening light bathing the bedroom.
"Okay," Rita said, taking a deep breath. "What's happening?"
"Here, sweetie," Jess said, advancing toward Rita with a coke bullet. "This will help even you out."
Rita gratefully accepted it and took two quick bumps. Kat and Katie stood to either side of Jess.
"So here's the low-down," Kat began. "We have eight sexy guys who agreed to come here tonight willing to give up their first load of cum to your cause."
"But we also want to be respectful of your boundaries, while also making your fantasy come true," Katie added.
"And that means the three of us are going to bring these guys in one at a time, get them off as fast as we can, and try to finally get you enough cum to be honestly satisfied," Jess said with a grin.
"We love you, Rita," Kat said. "We really, really want to make this special for you."
"Aw, you guys!" Rita said with real emotion.
The girls each lined up to give Rita a quick kiss. Jess went last, lingering briefly. Her hands were behind her back.
"What is it?" I said.
Jess grinned, then brought her hands around to the front.
"And we got you this to commemorate the occasion," she said, still beaming.
Jess held out a sturdy, shining vessel that had the wide bowl of a wine glass but the sturdy stem of a chalice. Laser-etched into one side were the words, "Cum Queen."
