Seducing the Triplets: Chapter Six
Bi, Incest, Trans, Age 18 up
Hello again! My name is Robin but, for the sake of privacy, I've changed the names in this story. Otherwise, I try to be as authentic as possible and not embellish or exaggerate too much (except for this story). Feel free to reach out to me with any questions or if you just want to chat. I'm not sure how regularly I will check my pseudonym email and I'll try not to spoil future stories but I'm always happy to chat and hear from readers!
After I moved to my new apartment, I quickly became close with Joshua and Benji to the point that they invited me to their New Years Eve party. Let's just say that this was the party that fully sparked my passion for sexual exploration. They make it very clear that the party begins with hors d'oeuvres and champagne (or sparkling grape juice for those who prefer it) but that it is absolutely an adult-only soiree that ends in naked debauchery. Joshua and Benji only invite people they already know and who are regularly tested to ensure safety but they seem to know A LOT of people. The husbands are not picky at all and the guest list was comprised of adults from all ages, genders, races, weights, and sexual styles. As someone who had never explored much of kink culture before, I still felt comfortable finding people with similar tastes while also stepping out of my comfort zone a bit. This year, however, I had a very special responsibility. Joey and the triplets were invited so it was now my job to guide four new eager guests to their first full orgy. I will begin by saying that I couldn't possibly remember all of the details from this party so I do embellish a little more, taking some creative liberties. It may be bigger in my imagination than it was in reality but all of the characters are based on real friends of mine or guests that I do remember. I'll leave it up to you to wonder which parts are real and which are hyperbolized.
Chapter Six: New Year's Orgy Part 1
Joey and I arrived outside of Joshua and Benji's house around 6:30. The party didn't officially start until 7 but the newcomers were invited to come early so they would be gradually eased into the scene. We had devised a plan to say that a mutual friend of ours had a party (not much of a fib at this point) but it turned out that our parents also had an event or something so there was no need for excuses. The triplets met us out front and I rang the doorbell. Tyler, Benji's 17-year-old son from his previous marriage, answered the door. We had met a couple times but I was still surprised to see him there, given how I knew the night would end.
"Hey!" I interjected, "It's good to see you again!"
"You too!" He replied with an energetic smile. "These must be the 'new friends' my dads were telling me about."
Yep," I answered, stepping into the doorway to make room for my brother and the triplets. "This is Sam, Ryan, and Emily. And this is my little brother, Joey," I said, wrapping my arm around him and pulling Joey in from the cold. "Everyone, this is Benji's son, Tyler who, if I'm not mistaken, is not supposed to be here." I gave him a playfully disapproving look and he laughed.
"No, not yet, although I will be 18 soon!" He argued, "I'm actually going to an event downtown anyways so I'm about to head out. But you better believe I'll be here next year!"
I smiled knowingly. I had been invited to Tyler's 18
th
birthday in February and I knew what the "theme" was for the party but that is something best saved for a future chapter. For now, we exchanged hugs before he retreated into his house to say goodbye to his dads.
I looked around at my friends/lovers as they looked around the front hall and we took off our shoes. Their cheeks were still red from the cold but they quickly warmed up. I chuckled gently at how dressed up we all were, knowing that these clothes would only be on for a short time. I myself had gone with a red t-shirt and a black sequin jacket.
Benji rounded the corner and smiled wide, "Come on in! Sorry to leave you hanging in the doorway. We're just finishing up some of the food now." He gave each of us a hug and led us through the hall into the main living room. They had a long sectional stretching across two of the walls but they had added some more set pieces for tonight. The floor had been covered with a large memory-foam rug and a leather swing had been set up in the corner. Lights hung around the banisters and the TV was already showing the festivities from around the country. Benji led us through to the kitchen where Joshua was working, wearing nothing but underwear and an apron. We exchanged hugs and kisses as he plated some mini quiches.
"Please, make yourself comfortable!" Joshua announced. "Most of the party will be happening in here or the living room," he said with a wink.
"There's a bathroom around the corner here and also up the stairs," Benji directed, motioning his arms as if he were a tour guide in a museum. The one upstairs has an open-floor shower that you all are free to use if you ever need it," he said.
The doorbell echoed through the house and Benji excused himself to greet the new guest. "I should probably unlock the door," he reminded himself out loud. "We don't want anyone stuck out in the cold for long."
I could see Joey looking around, amazed at the setup but also a bit nervous. I walked up behind him and wrapped my arms around him.
"You sure you're ready for this?" I checked in. He looked back at me and smiled gently, nodding his head.
"Fuck yes," he replied, kissing me gently. "Plus, I know you'll be there if I get scared."
"Awww," I teased, "Do you feel better when your big bro is watching you fuck?"
Joey laughed, "Oh yeah." Part of me wanted to strip my little brother right there in the kitchen but I knew that tonight was all about sharing. I would have every chance with him in the future but my cock began to plump up at the thought of him being used by new people.
Benji returned to the kitchen accompanied by an older woman, about 45 like Joshua, with long, fiery red hair. He introduced her as Caroline from his work. I vaguely remembered her from the previous year but the faces did blend together in my memory. We all chatted as we helped set the snacks out on tables and brought the chilled beverages in from the garage.
Slowly, guests begun to trickle in and I saw the triplets begin to emerge from their shells, meeting new people and learning how everyone knew our hosts. There was a range of outfits from silver foxes in nice suits, butch lesbians in tank tops, trans women able to wear extravagant dresses that they can't often don, and a range of people whose gender expression eluded me. I eyed a couple of leather daddies wearing nothing but a thong, harness, and leather cap. An older Black man walked in accompanied by a younger guy, maybe between Joey and me in age. I learned later that they were uncle and nephew. In the corner, I saw a larger woman walk in with a leash. She wore a black mask and a dominatrix ensemble and, on the end of her leash, was a skinny man in his briefs and a full pup mask, crawling on the floor. The pup mask was nothing out of the ordinary- black leather with blue lining. The main difference that caught my eye was a piercing on one of the leather ears: a gold loop with three black diamonds attached.