[M]e and my Boyfriend [FTM] get invited behind the curtain at a peep show

We went to our first sex party last night. I was nervous. My boyfriend (we’ll call him “Sam”) had been to sex/kink clubs many times when he lived in another city, but never here, and never a “sex party” (there is a distinction, he assures me). So neither of us were sure what to expect. To top it off, we’d just found out about this party online a week or so ago, and didn’t know anyone who had been before. As we were dressing to leave, we were cautiously optimistic, but tried to prepare for a tame evening so as not to be let down.

We use the first half an hour to take in our surroundings – people are leading others on leashes, everyone is dancing in barely any clothing, drinks are flowing, and the people are, with some exceptions, absolutely gorgeous. Sam and I had dressed incredibly provocatively, and we fit right in. On top of one of the bars, there is a sybian machine which women sit on while their friends control the intensity of the vibrations. After each woman gets off, the plastic wrap on top of the machine is replaced, and another woman gets on. Sam and I watch this for a while (the girl who screamed “more buzz” at the top of her lungs while being choked really gout us going), I briefly make out with a cute boy, and we decide we want to try the “secret room.”

We had passed the “secret room” when we first got to the party. People wait in line to get tickets with a timestamp from someone posted outside the secret room. It seems like it might be a sex dungeon… or a play room… we can’t tell. But we’re excited to find out.

We get our ticket, and when our time rolls around, we step into what is just a dimly lit room – about the size of a large bedroom – with pillows and rugs. There is, however, a large sheet at the far end of the room that is glowing from behind. A woman in a Slavic accent tells us, as we get closer to the sheet – “There is a peep show, if you would like.”

There are only three or four “booths” for this peep show – each with one chair inside. All of the walls are made of white sheets. It feels like a sexy blanket fort. Once you step past the first sheet into your booth, you see that there is a slit about six inches wide, set at chest level, in the enormous sheet that separates you from the peep show itself. That takes place in a very small alcove just beyond the slitted partition. The alcove with the performers is very well lit, with pillows and rugs on the ground.

Sam and I each step in to our own “booths.” We watch as a beautiful, curvy Asian woman with a heavenly ass does a strip tease… though she’s not wearing anything but a few pearls draped over her body, and they don’t cover anything of importance. There’s also a gorgeous skinny woman with rainbow hair on the far end of the small alcove stroking her strap-on. I reach to my right, into the sheet, towards the next booth. I want to see if I can hold Sam’s hand as we touch ourselves. I hope that I’m touching Sam, but I’m a little worried it might be someone else in there – I have no actual way to know. A hand finds mine, and grips it gently. I feel my hand being pushed on to a thigh. I say “come in here, please.”

A moment later, Sam appears in my booth, and at my silent request, he begins to fuck me on the chair – slowly – while we watch these gorgeous women on the other side of the sheet. In the time that it took Sam to come over to my booth, the curvy Asian woman has started riding this skinny white boy’s cock like her life depends on it. She is on top of him, facing away from us, giving us a perfect view of her ass riding his rock hard cock. Sam and I are really into this now. I know how much Sam loves curvy Asian women. I can see on his face that he is in heaven.

As he fucks me, I say, “do you like her ass?” “Yes,” Sam breathes out as he pushes into me. “You fucking love her big beautiful ass, don’t you babe?” “Yes. Fuck yes.”

We’re still staring at them fuck, as the white boy getting his late Christmas gift makes eye contact directly with Sam. He heard what we were saying. “You know you can join us back here,” he says. Sam and I twitch simultaneously. “You should join us.” Sam looks at me and I nod vigorously. Sam looks back at the couple. “Is it OK with her?” She nods, not even taking a second to look away from the man she’s dutifully riding.

We step out of our booth and go behind all of the curtains. The rainbow haired girl is still stroking her strap on. There is another beautiful Asian woman in lacy blue underwear whom I barely even notice, but whom Sam takes an instant liking to. I begin making out with the cute white boy while he’s still being ridden. Sam caresses the curvy girl who is straddling the white boy’s cock.

Next thing I know, I’m bent over the white boy’s chest, looking up at Sam and rainbow-haired girl. They both have their cocks out, looking down to seemingly ask, “which one are you gonna suck first?” The white boy is smacking my ass *hard,* (and the curvy Asian girl is still riding him) but I don’t even notice because I’m so focused on the two beautiful people in front of me. I suck Sam’s cock, and I suck her strap on, with lingering intention. Sam asks to kiss her, but she says, “I can’t. I’m actually working here.” But she is, I guess, fine with facefucking me. I’m not upset at her distinction.

Sam steps to the other part of the alcove to get his cock sucked by the other beautiful Asian woman – the one in the blue underwear. Suddenly I’m pulled away from the strap on inside my throat and turned towards a real, warm, throbbing cock. The curvy Asian girl looks at me. She’s no longer riding the white boy, but she is holding his cock and staring into my eyes. “Hi.” I say. “Hello,” she smiles. We giggle, and then we get to work.

It’s at this moment – right as I’m about to enthusiastically dive down on this man – that I notice that all of the slits in the peep show booths are open, with at least one pair of eyes in each staring at us. We have become the show. I spit, deep throat the white boy’s cock, and pull off and begin kissing the curvy girl over the head of his dick. We stroke him together. She and I kiss, I touch her beautiful, natural, and big bare breasts, pointedly toying with her hard nipples. “Good cock?” I ask her, teasing about the way she rode him earlier. She nods enthusiastically and puts it all the way inside her mouth. But before she can pull it out, the woman with the Slavic accent enters and says “time’s up!” I get one more lick in before we leave.

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After we left the room, we found out that the curvy Asian girl and the skinny white boy did, indeed, have names. We’ll call them “Wes” and “Ally.” Apparently, the peep show (save for the rainbow girl with the strap on) was a voluntary experience. Wes and Ally were just party guests like us, but they entered the secret room before we did and began the peep show so that everyone else had something else to enjoy. Wes and Ally asked if they could take Sam and I back to their place. While we didn’t take them up on their offer (this time), we did go back on to the dance floor with them, where Wes and Sam spanked Ally and I and all of us went down of each other. We were, safe to say, the only ones putting on this much of a display on the dance floor. No one seemed to mind in the slightest.

Sam and I fucked immediately when we got home, and talked about Ally’s gorgeous ass and perfect breasts while we came. Our first sex party was a raging success. We’ll be back soon.

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