Bisexual Orgy, Part 1

Well, I don’t really know where to start, but here goes. It’s about seven pm Friday night. I’m sitting at home in my small two bedroom apartment as usual looking forward to another boring night of watching rented movies. I’m laying down, waiting for my roommate to call saying what time he’ll be home. Anyway, right as my eyes began to close, the phone rang. A strangely, though unrecognizable , familiar female voice greeted me. I heard a little silence and then a giggle and “Brandon?”. I smugly reply “Who wants to know?”. I was hoping she would actually tell me her name but she knew I did’nt recognize her, and was intent on teasing me. She replies “Just someone who wants to see you have a good time. If you’re interested, be at Los Tres Magueyes on the corner of 5th and Marvin Avenue at 10:30 tonight …Oh! And be alone”. Well, anyway I tried tracing the call, but it was of no use. I was tired and decided I would need rest for I did’nt know what was gonna happen tonight.
Awaken to a loud ring. The first thing on my mind is that my job is calling me again to ask if I wanted to come in. Then as I pick up the phone, I realize I overslept. I must have turned the alarm off and fell back to sleep. It was the same girl, but she did’nt seem angry. She just says “Where are ya, hon? I know after what we had you’re not scared.” I was intrigued and for the life of me, I wanted to know how this stranger(?) knew me.
I stammered out almost cutting her off, “Look, I overslept by accident. I’ve been really tired lately. Can you wait? I’ll be right over”. Just then, it also occured to me that this girl may not be what she appeared to be and maybe I should’nt go but I realized that once again, I would just have to proceed with caution.
I try to freshen up as much as possible in about two minutes and rushed out the door as quick as my legs would allow. She had’nt said or mentioned one thing about how I would recognize her once I arrived. Once I did arrive at the restaurant/bar, it was dead as hell for a Friday night. I parked my car and walked in. The greeter asked my name and led me to a table. When I saw who was sitting there, she got up and greeted me with “Hiya, remember me now?Time to see if you can hang tonight, freak-e-1”. Apparently, she was disguising her voice a little on the phone earlier. I’m still surprised that I did’nt recognize her until now. As far as I knew, her name was dirtydiva57. We had met in a cyberchat room and never seen each other in person. But I had got a phone number to call her at one night and to say we both enjoyed ourselves that night would be an understatement. She knew my name because I had given it to her on the phone, but she never returned the gesture. Anyway, I find out her name is Cheryl. After a short time and a drink or two, she asked me if I had remembered about the fantasy I had told her. I reply “Which one?”. She says “You know the one”. I ask excitedly and nervously at the same time, “What about it?”. The whole time she’s talking, I’m almost stunned by her beauty and her figure.
She looks to be about 5’2 or 5’3 and Hispanic in origin with red hair and such an innocent virginal face, that I had a hard time at first putting her face to the dirtydiva’s body. And what a body! Though a little short in stature, she had the knockout looks of a model, but fatter in all the right places.
Anyway, back to the situation, she says “Well, you had told me about wanting to have fourway group sex, so I’ve been talking to some of the ‘more active’ girlfriends of mine and we have put a little somethin’ together. We’ve been recruiting a few other bisexuals over the net for an orgy, and you would’nt believe how many guys and gals answered, all hot and horny, wet and hung”. With that last word she flashed me a quick, evil-like glance or smirk. She pulls a cigarette from her purse, and asks if I got a light. “Sure”, I say as I flick and extend my lighter for her and she leans forward to light it. She then leans back, cigarette dangling from her perky lips while her hands trace her shapely form, then she sits back up and takes the cig and exhales in a really sexy manner blowing over her almost wet breasts and asks “So, are you in?”. Needless to say, I accept, but I ask if she knows any of the people from the net. She says not to worry. She also tells me that because of my tardiness, we’re already late and we should get moving. I half jokingly ask “Afraid they’ll start without us?”. As we head out the door, all I can think is that I hope this will live up to my high expectations.
We pull in the driveway of what looks like a rather large housing complex. She tells me that it was rented out by this one very wealthy guy in his early 30’s that would be there. Apparently, he was hosting this thing. Anyway, as I approach to knock on the door, it opens revealing a very fine specimen. She’s really tall (about 6 ft.) and has decent sized breasts, beautiful eyes, curvaceous lips, and one other thing that really stood out. As I look her body up and down, she’s wearing a sexy one piece red dress that reveals her naked breasts and as I look down again for a minute what looks to be a huge bulge in her crotch area. She says “You must be Brandon. Cheryl told me all about you” as she licked her lips wildly sizing me up and invited me in. As I walked in, I was so taken aback and off guard by what I saw that our ‘host’s’ hands on my rear barely seemed to register. I was expecting maybe 6-8 people tops and was thinking for some reason, it was too early to have started already and that we would hang out and drink and bullshit a little first. How wrong was I. Everywhere I turned my head, it seemed like there was 2,3,4ways,guys on guys, gals on gals, guys on gals, shemales, and just about every possible combination with loud music and drugs (which I had no idea to get involved in)everywhere. There were also people dancing, playing pool, and doing various other things. The place looked like the pansexual version of the Playboy mansion in an all out orgy of hedonistic, wet, hot, and hard flesh.
As I start to regain my composure, I hear our greeter introduce (her/him)self as Giselle and ask “Do you want me to introduce you to anyone?” I’m looking around when I see what looks to be some of the people just drinking and hanging out. A young couple, probably mid-20s. As I spy them laughing and flirting with one another, they spot me eyeing them and the guy motions me over.
Both are fairly attractive. The girl is about my height. She has a B-cup, nice figure with a little bit of meat on her and eyes that could stop any man dead in his tracks. Her partner had kind of a rugged look with an average body, not ripped but not too skinny either, and was more than well endowed ‘where it counted’, as I could tell since both were wearing only their birthday suits. Anyway, back to the story. ………..