I'm on an international standards writing committee and had to fly to San Francisco for one of our bi-annual committee meetings in late October, 1989. This was two weeks after the devastating Loma Prieta earthquake there. I was alone on the trip and looked forward to engaging in some sexual adventures while I was there.
I spent the first night walking around the downtown area seeing the sights and let me tell you, there were a lot of sights to see. Nude bars, gay bars, lesbian bars, gentleman's clubs, massage parlors, and streetwalkers/prostitutes of every sex, age and color. I wasn't interested in bringing any of the prostitutes back to my room and a short time with a massage parlor girl wasn't exactly what I was looking for so I decided to pick up a men's magazine at the local store and read the sex stories in it while I stroked my cock to a nice relaxing orgasm.
While looking through the magazine I found an advertisement for a swingers club in Oakland, Ca, just across the bay from where I was staying. I had always wanted to attend an event like that so I dropped my cock and grabbed the telephone to give them a call. They didn't have any more openings for their party that night but said they would love to have me come to their party the next night. I gave them my name, got directions and saved my cum for the next night.
After my committee meeting the next day I went back to my room to shower and shave in preparation for the party that night. I drove across the bay bridge to Oakland about 8:00 p.m., and found the house easily enough with the directions they had given me the night before. I left all my valuables locked in the car since I didn't know what to expect inside and headed for the front door of the house. I had some huge butterflys in my stomach and was both nervous and excited at the same time. I knocked on the door and tried to keep my knees from knocking as I attempted to look cool and worldly, as if I attended these parties all the time. LOL
The door was answered by a slim short-haired blonde lady who I guessed to be in her early thirties. I introduced myself and she laughed, saying she was afraid I was going to "chicken out" and not show up. She then gave me a big hug and invited me inside. I paid my single male admittance fee and she gave me a tour of the house, showing me the change room, the bedrooms, the kitchen with the light buffet laid out and the big hot tub outside. She then introduced me around to the three other ladies there, two were single and one had her husband with her, and the 6 or 8 male guests. Everyone had towels around their waists and were just lounging around chatting with each other.
I went into the change room and got out of my clothes, wrapping a small towel around my waist. After a light snack and some conversation I noticed that many of the partygoers were missing and decided to go see what might be happening. It was a cool night and I could hear conversation and splashing noises from the hot tub. I went outside to find that most of the other party guests were in the tub and they were obviously enjoying themselves.....and each other. There were pussies being licked, cocks being sucked and a lot of fucking in various positions. In other words, it was a voyeur's dream come true.