My wife and I were invited over to our friend's house. I've known Roger and Heather for as long as I have been married, which is coming up to ten years. My wife has known them for longer as do her parents, well my mother in law any way, as my father in law is no longer around.
Roger and Heather both live a very extravagant life style, and both are very open in their sexual habits. They are not married, but have lived together for more than twenty years. They love each other, but both have given their consent and freedom to each other to see and if they so wish, fuck anyone else they like, even in their own home. They are what some people would call swingers, although they don't class themselves as that.
They often hold parties where they invite guests to indulge in what they call a 'Freedom session'. This is where an equal number of men and women are invited as couples or singles, but in secrecy. So, apart from the partner I have arrived with, I don't know who else is a guest of the opposite sex, I'll never see them.
My wife and I arrived, greeted by both Roger and Heather, we are then lead away, by either Roger or Heather to separate rooms, one for the men and another for the ladies.
There are between six to eight guests who all know what the evening will hold, but do not have to take part if they so wish. If there is a 'loose' individual, then either Roger or Heather would join in.
I may possibly know the same sex person in the holding room, or I may have just met them in the holding room. They may have come with their partner wife or just a friend. You are not permitted to talk about this.
The house is large, with one very large room which holds three beds, and a few large armchairs. In the invitation I was sent there was a picture of what the room looks like. That is because when I am lead into the room, the room is pitch black, no lights at all. So the picture gives you the layout of where things are.
Each person is blindfolded and led into the room at timings chosen by Roger and Heather. The blind fold is taken off once in the room. I still have clothes on, it is upto me if I want to take them all off, or just one or two items. Remember no lights, so might be difficult to find clothes again.
One very strict rule is no one is to speak a word to another guest in the room. No questions, no help in guidance to where things are or anything. It was up to me to fumble around and find someone else in the room.
Another rule is that I must find someone of the opposite sex, if I come across the same sex person, then I must move on.
Also, if a couple are already together, I was not permitted to join them, one on one only.
Before I was picked to go into the main room, I've probably been there for at least an hour where there were drinks and nibbles provided, as I get to know the same sex guests.
This evening there were three other men in the room. We all chatted and drank along with Roger. It had been just over an hour, when Roger took the first man in our group. Roger put the blindfold onto him then guided him to the main room.
Five minutes later another man was led away by Roger. Then about six or seven minutes later Roger asked me to stand up, and he placed a blindfold over my eyes.
Holding me by the arm, Roger led the way. He reiterated to reinforce the rules as we walked. We came to a stop, I presumed at the door to the main room.
Roger said, "Okay, in you go and after I have shut the door, you may take your blindfold off."
I stepped in tentatively and I heard the door close, so I put my hand to the blindfold and removed it. I may as well have left it on; there was no difference, pitch black. I put the blindfold in my pocket and started to hunt around with my hands, arms outstretched in front of me, waving them slowly from side to side in a bid to feel something.
I knew the layout of the room, from the picture they had sent. I could hear a noise, a woman moaning in the throes of being fucked I was sure. It was coming from my right, so I thought I should go left. Moving in tiny steps, still trying to feel something, or more interestingly, someone I hoped.
Again I heard sucking, slurping noises, getting louder as I moved forward. I moved to my right a bit then forward, I was sure I was going towards a bed, from the image in my head.
