I went to an orgy last weekend. A friend of mine throws parties like these, and I've been to some other group events too. I was pretty nervous at the start, but everyone was nice and playing some drinking games broke the ice.
At one point I went upstairs to watch the action. A very handsome single man was up there watching too, and I introduced myself to him. I was pretty tipsy at that point, and I think he was a bit drunk too.
I hung out downstairs with my friend as she tried to adjust her pantyhose while a couple fucked on the bed next to us. After some time, the room filled up with more people fucking and watching, including the handsome man from upstairs. We chatted for a bit, but I was really turned on at that point and needed to be fucked.
"I'm sorry, what was your name again?" he asked.
"I'll suck your dick if you can remember my name," I blurted out.
He laughed, but concentration replaced his grin when he saw I was serious.
"Is it...Maggie?"
I shook my head.
"Katie?"
"Closer!"
He stared at my cleavage, which looked perfect in my lacy black bra. I knew he was thinking how good my soft lips would feel wrapped around his cock.
"It's not Katie?"
He really couldn't remember, and it was killing him.
"It's Cassie," I smirked. He groaned, disappointment filling those dark features.
But I'm sure the night wasn't a total disappointment. I fucked my friend on that bed a few minutes later. I came twice seeing a half dozen men touching themselves as I got pounded, and I made eye contact with the handsome stranger as I rode cock, loving how badly he wished it was him. The bed was wobbly afterward, but I swear it was like that before!
Safe to say I'm looking forward to the next party...