This is the first part and a true account of my first group experience…be nice.
Lisa and Tom were my FWB couple; we are currently on a break due to their pregnancy. They are also swingers and have had relations with 4 other couples as well as little me. Lisa was the dominant of our three and she loves showing me off; I have been an uninvited guest / gate crasher to a wedding where she had me dress slutty and flirt with the male part of the wedding party. Another time she invited me to a swingers party with her group. This is a record of that event.
I was sat in a coffee shop, in Manchester, just outside Piccadilly Station and not far from an Aparthotel where Lisa and Tom were meeting their swingers group. I was the special guest.
Lisa had told me to dress nice but to be slutty looking too and with clothes that leave little to the imagination. My interpretation of that was a skin tight little dress, a brown number with a ribbed and stretchy fabric, (that comes to half way down my thighs, when pulled fully down, again and again), black, knee high stiletto boots, and a big Paddington coat. I had even put make-up on which I don’t really do, normally. Yes, so just 4 pieces of clothing, so no knickers and no bra. The weather in Manchester was shit, as usual, raining, windy and cold.
I was sat having a coffee, on a window stool waiting Lisa’s next text. I was cold, nervous and expectantly horny; I had already masturbated before leaving home, under her texted direction, with the further guidance not to clean myself up afterwards. Yes, if I sniffed them, I would smell my sex still on my fingers.
God, I was horny and the thoughts of what was to come was tantalising. I had met Lisa swinging friends, briefly, before at a social gathering and they knew I was fucking her and her Husband, Tom. Lisa was very proud of me, I was her “little doll” and she wanted to share me with them, not physically, yet, (her words), but visually and live. Basically, she had told me she was going to undress me in front of 8 virtual strangers and let me be the naked hostess while her friends all fuck; she knows I get really horny by the thought of strangers seeing me naked…also, I am proud of my body too but I can be really quite shy with new people, at first.
My phone pinged. “Hope your coffee is nice, your nipples are hard and that pussy is wet. Please come to the hotel now, the guys will meet you in the reception”. I finished my coffee, slid off the stool, fixed my dress, (pulled it down, again), buttoned by coat, put my hood up and headed to the hotel.
The hotel was down and up the road from the Cafe and is an old converted rail warehouse. The rain and wind were still playing but not as bad as when I had left home an hour ago. I can feel my wetness on my thighs as I walk.
Tom and the guys were waiting at the bar just off the entrance / reception are to the hotel. It was busy. I walked over, my boots clicking on the stone flooring. Tom, being the gent, came over and asked to help me off with my wet coat. I unbuttoned it and he helped it off my shoulders. The ribs in my dress were hiding the fact that my nipples were fully erect and poke, poking, away. He then led me over to the 4 guys and introduced me, individually, to them. They all eyed me up and down and I shuck hands with them all, yes, the one where my fingers had been in my pussy less than two hours before. Tom then held my hand and directed me over to the lift. I felt like such a slut getting in the lift with 5 guys. It was a glass fronted lift and I was in the middle of all the guys but they were all gents in the lift and it was only Tom whose hand touched my arse as he guided my out of the lift and down the open atrium corridor to the apartment.
We got to the room, one of the guys opened the door and offered me to go in first. The room had a lounge and 3 bedrooms. The girls, all 5 of them, were sat on the couch. They were all dressed casually and Lisa, being Lisa, shouted, “Here she is, Girls, doesn’t she look good enough to eat and I did tell her to dress appropriately”. Lisa got up and came over to collect me. She gave me a quick peck and guided me over to an empty couch.
Before I could sit she said, “Claire, do a twirl so everyone can see how sexy your look from behind in that dress”. I did. I was about to sit down and Lisa, again, said, “Claire, I didn’t say you could sit.”. I stopped and looked over at her. “Claire, the dress is so lovely, the boots amazing but take the dress off now”.
I looked at her, “What, now?”. She glared back at me, “Tut, she can be like this Girls and Boys,” the guys were all now sat with their partners, “a-bit shy, at first and I am also guessing that she has forgotten her underwear”.
She walked over to me, gave me another peck and quickly pulled my dress off my shoulders and popped out my tits for everyone to see. My nipples were erect, they were like bullets and everyone could see. “Doesn’t she have the perkiest little tits”, the room agreed. “Do you need my help with the rest, Claire?”.
I just stood there, just looking at them all and feeling quite silly. She turned and walked back to me, again. This time she kissed me, gently, caressing my right tit as she did and then pulled my dress down over hips to my thighs. She then pushed me back on to the couch. “You can manage the rest, Claire, whilst Tom gets you a drink. Get her a beer, Tom”, she demanded.
I sat there, tits, hard nipples and my shaved crotch exposed, my arse cold on the leather couch and eventually reacted. I sat up, reached down and pulled by dress down over one boot and then off over the other. I crossed my legs, quickly, to protect my modesty and sat, straight. I was naked, in a room with strangers and they were all looking at me. I felt quite flustered but was trying my hardest not to show it. Not what I was expecting, not straight away, and not within minutes of entering the room.
Lisa sat down next to be and put her arm around me and pulled me towards here slightly. Hugging me. Tom came over with my beer and sat on the other side of me and casually put his hand on my thigh. “So everyone, what do you think, isn’t she a beautiful little doll. Claire likes questions so feel free to ask her anything you want now whilst Tom and I help get her comfortable”. She leaned in, licked my ear and ran her hand over my tits and nipples and Tom stroked and squeezed my thigh. Despite my situation, a little moan escaped me.
“Claire, do you like anal”, asked a brunette sat on the couch across from me. I looked at her and then at Lisa. Lisa nodded, I wasn’t expecting this. “Yes”, I murmured.
“Speak up, Claire”, demanded Lisa and gave me a slap on my tit. It stung. “Yes, I like anal but it’s not a first date thing”, I added, jokingly. Lisa gave me another playful slap and Tom was trying to work his hand between my thighs.
“Claire, will you open your legs for us, please, we have heard you have a gorgeous pussy”, said the brunettes partner. Again, I looked at Lisa, she shrugged. I took a sip of my drink, calmed myself and unfolded my legs. Lisa and Tom, quickly, pushed me back on the couch and both lifted one of my legs so that they were spread by straddling them over theirs legs. Lisa had a little squeeze snd stroke of my inner thigh in the process. Tom did the same on the other side.
My freshly shaven and very wet pussy was exposed for all to see and I felt so vulnerable but, god, so turned on too. So exhilarated. The couple actually got up and had a closer look at my displayed pussy. The brunette said, “You are right, Lisa, it is so pretty, it looks so smooth and her pussy lips are all so red and swollen. Claire, will you touch it for us?”.
“Do you want to touch it, Claire”, said Lisa, “do you want to play with your beautiful little cunt for my nice friends, let them see the real you”, she paused but then run her hand up my inner thigh and across my pussy pulling my lips apart and then rested her hand over my mound, “do you want to tell them how wet and hot it is already and that you have played with it before coming here and that you are the dirty little slut that I have let my husband fuck in front of me and that you have taken his cock up your ass too?”. She shush me before I could answer. I felt her fingers spread over my pussy and she ran a finger down and then back up my slit brushing over my clit. “She is so wet everyone. Does anyone want to taste her on from my finger?”.
The brunette quickly nodded, bent down and Lisa removed her hand from my pussy and let her taste my juices from her fingers. Whilst looking at me, she licked her lips and said, “Mmm, that’s so nice, Claire. You taste and smell so nice”.
Lisa replaced her hand over my pussy and pushed a finger in me. I slouch further on the couch trying to get her finger deeper into me. Lisa bent her head down and took my left nipple in her mouth and began to work my pussy with her fingers.
“How many fingers can she take in that pussy, Lisa, would she like to take two cocks in it later or can three of us seal her shut for you?, asked a guy on the other couch. Lisa looked up from my tit, smiled and replied, “She can take 4 of my fingers, easily, she can probably take my fist but she won’t ever let me try because of my nails. She has told be she has been fisted by another girl before”. Lisa move her hand position, slightly, so that she could slip another two fingers in to my tight but sopping hole. “What happens later is up to, Claire, but I don’t think it will involve more than one cock fucking her, not this time”.
The couples around the room were all still watching me, naked, legs spread wide and getting fingered by Lisa and some had started to undress too. A couple were kissing fondling each other and the brunette had her top down exposing her tits for me and her husband was already wanking his cock. It was a impressive cock too…
Tom had also opened his trousers and had his hard cock out. I grabbed it and started to play with his foreskin and the pre cum on its head. Lisa continued to finger fuck my pussy whilst nibbling on my nipples. I was lost in the moment and I orgasmed quickly.
I spent the next few hours drinking, watching, talking to the others couples within the lounge and bedroom areas and all the while I remained naked, well, except for my boots.
I wasn’t touched by any of the other couples, not sexually anyway, I was asked to help out with things but at the end of the evening Lisa, Tom and I did retire to one of the bedrooms and the fun for me started, again…another story, perhaps, for another day.