My first bi (MMMMMF) [true story]
Way back in the day, during the mid-1980's, I had a friend in Hollywood who was an actor of sorts - he mostly did voice and extra work, but he knew a lot of people in the business, and on its fringes. I got to know him while working as an extra, and after a while we both noticed that we shared an eye for the ladies. After a while longer, he let me know that he occasionally had 'parties' at his place where he would organize a group of guys to entertain a lady or two. His qualifications were simple:
1) You had to be healthy and clean (a medical check was required for the first party, but after that, if you were cool, trust would do, and in a few years, nobody ever earned the distrust of the party).
2) You had to be comfortable in your own skin, and not the kind that would fret about being around a bunch of other naked guys. Being bi was not required, but you had to be okay if other guys were.
3) You had to be personable and friendly. Being a jealous or possessive type would not do well in a party atmosphere.
4) You had to be honest. If married, your spouse had to know what was going on, and be okay with it. If single, you had to be responsible for your health and that of the group.
5) The lady was always the center of attention - her wishes and desires were the reason for the group in the first place, and ignoring or angering the ladies was grounds for being asked to leave the group.
My friend (let's call him Don) was mostly responsible for finding the ladies, and never had any trouble with that. He was kind of short and pudgy, and not greatly hung, but he had a certain presence that filled a room, and a great voice. He also had connections all over the place, and people knew things if they needed to.
There was a 'core group' of sorts associated with the parties - about 6 or 7 guys who could usually be relied on if my friend found a lady with a need. All of us were in around 30-45 years old, and in fair shape, but otherwise relatively average. I was fairly fresh out of the navy, one of the guys was an electrician, a few were techies with the studios, and a couple of others were in business of various sorts. Mostly white, middle-class, generally unremarkable people, if you didn't know about our mutual interests.
We also had a few semi-regular ladies who were the centerpieces (as it were) of our parties. One of these was a professional woman in her early 30's who traveled a lot professionally, and often had to behave in a very controlled manner while away on business. This meant that when she got to LA, she was often a bundle of barely controlled hormones.
So one week I got a phone call that she was due back in town that coming Saturday, and would I be available? Don also told me there would be a few new people in for the party, so to be prepared. I was going to be in LA anyway on business, and made arrangements to free up that evening. (By the way, these parties happened every 6-8 weeks on average).
Saturday rolled around, and I finished up the job I was working on a little bit early, then went back to my room, and showered and changed, making sure to get squeaky clean and freshly shaved, then drove over to Don's place.
When I arrived, only a couple of the regulars had arrived yet, and we helped Don re-arrange the furniture and set out snacks and get drinks ready, while catching up with each other. As party time approached, more of the guys showed up, including one new guy, who was a slender guy in his late 20's, and a couple who we'd hosted a few months before. Apparently the lady in question had decided she wanted to see what it was like to be with another lady, and in discussions with Don had decided that this couple would do nicely. Whether this affected what happened later is not clear, but stuff certainly did happen. [I'm getting to it - honest!] We ended up with 8 guys and 1 woman, even before the guest of honor arrived. The heat was thick enough to cut with a spoon. A dull spoon.
The couple were from Puerto Rico, and she (let's call her Juanita) was as hot a number as I'd ever seen before, while her husband was a quiet, almost mousy guy who deferred to her in everything. She wanted to get started right away, and had to be gently persuaded by Don to keep her clothes on until the guest of honor arrived, but just having her there and extremely horny got all of the rest of us very heated.
Our guest (let's call her Helen, as she launched quite a few things) arrived at about 3 minutes before the hour, complaining about the traffic. For those who have never been to LA, complaining about the traffic is the local Sport of Champions, and there are few other places in the first world where traffic is as dense or unruly. Those who had met her before greeted her warmly with a kiss and hug, and then Don introduced her to the newcomers while pouring her a glass of wine.
After the first glass of wine she was able to get rid of her mad from the traffic, and said she was ready for the party to begin. At her direction, and while she slipped her shoes and shirt off, the rest of us undressed to some extent or other. I'd already taken my shoes off (as had most of the regulars), so I slipped out of my shirt and jeans, and gathered around Helen, who always liked to begin the evening with a circle of guys surrounding her so that she could suck us all to a full erection. Tonight was slightly different, as she had Juanita right next to her, and a larger than usual group of guys.
In more ways than one. The other new guy was right across the circle from me, and though I don't really consider myself hugely hung, I do all right, and had always been the largest member in the group, as it were. Tonight that was changed, as the new guy (let's call him Mark) had a cock about an inch longer than my own 8", if a bit thinner. Helen was delighted to see this, and did her best to fit as much of him into her mouth as she could, but she finally gave up after about 7", and went on to the next guy.
This gave me time to observe the group, and, more energetically, the ladies. Helen was a woman in her early 30's, about 5'7" with light brown hair, clear, light skin, a firm figure, and green-brown eyes. Her ready smile was the sort to warm a room, and she was comfortable to be around. Juanita was smaller, about 5'2" with a trim, athletic figure, island coloring, and a palpable heat to her personality. Where Helen was warm, Juanita was hot. Where Helen was friendly, Juanita was passionate.
But both of them were very sexual and very passionate, and having both of them in the same place ... an experience I've never matched since.