So we haven't posted anything in a while, we've been busy and haven't taken the time to journal as often as we'd like to. This is our written recollection of our latest encounter. For those of you who haven't read out other experiences, we journal our recollections of each of our "adventures" as a way of keeping the memories fresh and alive in our minds. We share them here, and a few other places, as we both enjoy the feedback and the suggestions that we have received from those who have read our experiences.
It was fast approaching Valentines Day and we hadn't had any adventures lately, so I asked my wife for the one thing we haven't done yet that she most wanted to try. We've been working through our fantasies for a while now and this is what led us to threesomes and foursomes, as well as some other wild things that just a few years ago, neither one of us would have admitted to fantasizing about.
"I'd like to go to an orgy" my wife replied, stone faced seriously.
"Are you sure?" I asked, remembering the long and twisted road that we took just to get to a threesome.
She explained that she didn't necessarily want to participate ("yet" she said with a sly smile), but there was one coming up that she had gotten an email through a local "lifestyle" web site we belong to. Apparently, you could come and observe if this was your first time, they promised no pressure and explained that they had a system of colored bracelets that you put on that would indicate to any interested parties rather or not you were an observer or a participant.
I agreed and we RSVP'd to the email confirming that we would be there on Valentine's Day. Unbeknownst to me, my wife neglected to respond with an indication rather we would be participating or not. We went on with our daily routines, both of us looking forward to the event. In the evenings, we would talk about what we thought it would be like and rather there would be more men than women (though the invitation indicated that it was a couples-only event, our experience with many of these "lifestyle" events has been that there always seems to be more participating men and observing women).
My wife and I have always enjoyed watching group scenes in porn and being the center of attention for several guys has been a fantasy of my wife's, though she just as quickly dismisses the reality of it (though she used to do the same with threesomes and being with another couple). In the days leading up to the event, I found that whispering stories to her about her on her knees giving head to four or five guys got her particularly worked up, though again, she indicated that she didn't think she was ready for it to happen for real.
The night of the "party" arrived and we dressed for the occasion. I went casual with khakis and a button down shirt with a jacket. My wife put on one of her short summer dresses, the kind that are thin and gauzy and just beg to be hiked up (we live in a warm climate so even February is warm). We made the 45 minute drive out to a swanky neighborhood on the lake and found the house easily enough. We sat in the car for a few minutes getting "psyched up" before going to the door and ringing the bell. We were greeted by an attractive middle-aged woman wearing what my wife described as a "perfect little black dress". She introduced herself and asked for our names and our printout of the invitation. We presented it to her and she handed us two red bracelets (they reminded me of the kind you get at hospitals).
We put on our bracelets and walked through the foyer into the great room of the house, a sunken area that must have been at least 400 square feet. The area was void of any furniture save for a small love seat and chair. There were seven couples milling about talking, it appeared that most of them knew each other. Straight away, I noticed that six of the couples were wearing red bracelets and one was wearing a purple set. I commented to my wife that this might be a bust and turn out to be a sex show with all of us "reds" bearing witness. She said she was sure more people would be coming soon and asked if I could get her a drink while she introduced herself to some of the other "watchers".
I went over and started pouring my wife a glass of wine when the couple wearing the purple bracelets walked up and introduced themselves. Their names were Trudy and Austin and I nearly over poured the wine when they shared with me that they almost didn't come but decided to at the last minute because they could just watch (at this point Trudy pointed to her purple bracelet). My mind went back through the email and I was sure they had made a mistake. I informed them that they should go back and get the red bracelet as my wife and I were here to watch too and I held up and pointed to my red bracelet.
After some discussion with Trudy and Austin, and pulling our hostess in for a quick Q&A, it became apparent that we had not marked our RSVP correctly and were put in the "participant" column. I explained the situation to our hostess and she indicated that even those with the red bracelets can choose not to participate in anything they don't want to and that there was no pressure. She offered to give us purples but, feeling like this might be an opportunity, I declined saying that it was no trouble at all.
I took my wife's wine to her and found her engaged in conversation with a couple named Brad and Sarah. They were a good looking couple, probably no more than 30 years old. Brad had the look of someone who worked outdoors and he explained that he worked for the City Parks and Recreation Department. Sarah had recently lost her job as a paralegal and had gone back to school. As we talked, I leaned in and whispered to my wife about the bracelet situation. I told her that I didn't want to appear like this was our first orgy or anything so I had declined the color change. My wife explained our situation to Brad and Sarah and we all had a good laugh about it but I could see by the way that Brad's eyes kept roving over my wife that he was probably a bit disappointed that we wouldn't be playing tonight.
Over the next half-hour, three more couples arrived and we met and talked with some of the other guests. Terrance and Holy were a nice African-American couple that had just recently moved to the area, Andrew and Becca were a couple in their late 40s that had been involved in the "lifestyle" scene in our city for years, Boyd and Anna were a young couple (probably in their late 20s) and had been to one other event but this was their first orgy.
Finally, the appointed hour came around and our hostess informed us that she would be turning the lights down a bit lower and encouraged us to find a spot on the spacious floor of the great room with our partner. She reminded everyone that there was no pressure and that everyone should respect the bracelets and that purple meant that they were just watching. I had made mental note that of the eleven couples (us included), there were two that had purple bracelets.
As we watched, the other couples started kissing and caressing, everyone remaining with their partner. My wife sat in front of me and as we watched I was lightly kissing her neck while still taking the opportunity to scan the scene around me from time to time. My wife leaned back in to me and I could tell from her breathing that she was getting quite turned on.
Boyd and Anna were the first to progress beyond "making out". They stood, Boyd behind Anna and he let his hands roam up and down her body. Anna was wearing a mock turtleneck and skirt. Each time Boyd's hands ran down her body, he would catch the skirt and lift it a little more before moving his hands higher, stopping to massage and knead her breasts before moving his hands back down her body and repeating the process. Anna was wearing black lacy panties and after a few passes of Boyd's hands, everyone could see them as her skirt was now pulled up to her waist.
One of the other couples that we hadn't met that were sitting next to Boyd and Anna moved slowly toward the pair and some silent signal was passed that apparently gave them the green light. The female half of this new couple (we later found out her name was Vicky) moved to Anna's feet and began stroking Anna's legs, allowing her hands to linger as they passed over the lacy panties. The male of the couple (his name, as we later learned, was Carl), stood and moved to Anna's side. He began kissing her on her neck as Boyd stepped out form behind Anna and reached down, gently tugging her panties down and sliding them down her legs. Carl broke from kissing Anna and looked down to meet the gaze of Vicky. She smiled and he placed his hand on the back of her head and gently pushed her head toward Vicky's now exposed nether regions.
My wife and I were enthralled by the spectacle and as her breathing quickened, I reached my hand around and slid it under her dress and started to massage her clit through her panties. I stole a quick glance over to the the right and saw that Terrance and Holy were involved in some heavy petting with another of the couple's we hadn't met yet (later we were introduced, their names were Eric and Samantha). To our left, I caught a glimmer of motion out of the corner of my eye and when I turned I found Andrew and Becca approaching, both completely naked. I quickly whispered in my wife's ear that we didn't have to do anything and I knew that she just wanted to watch. My wife was staring intently at Carl, Vicky, Anna, and Boyd and given how soaked her panties were, I don't even know if she heard me.
Andrew was about 5' 10" with an average body and a short-ish but very thick cock, Becca was 5' 4" with a curvy body and perky breasts (I would guess them to be small C's). As they approached, I moved my hand so that I could slip a finger under my wife's panties and slide it in to her. Becca spoke first, asking if we wanted to play. I didn't know what to say, and given the lack of coherent response from my wife, I said the first thing that came to my mind, something about this being our first orgy and that we though we might watch but we didn't know, and on and on. Somewhere around the end of the first minute I realized I was babbling.
Becca and Andrew sat down next to us with a laugh and explained that they remembered how nervous they were the first time they had been to one of these events. As I was talking with Becca, I took a moment to realize the surreal nature of what was happening around me. There were couples involved in all manner of sexual activity around me, I was sliding two fingers in and out of my wife, and a naked couple was sitting beside us and Becca was pulling on Andrew's cock, while they talked in an almost nonchalant manner about how they overcame their nervousness. I was brought back to reality when I heard Andrew ask if they could see what my wife had under that dress.
This apparently brought my wife out of her daze as well as she turned her head, lowering it and allowing her stare to linger for a moment on the sight of Becca's activities with Andrew's cock. I asked my wife what she though and though she didn't verbalize anything, she gave a short nod of her head that I took as acceptance.
