Our story starts with our protagonists: the hostess, my fiance (formerly known as Vanilla Boy), and yours truly, planning an orgy for those left behind during Burning Man 2016. We told everyone to arrive before 7, which was when the event would officially start. As people arrived and the host continued setting things up in other rooms, we played Never Have I Ever Twister (right hand on red if you’ve given a rim job). Good way to break the ice by talking about sex and ending up with your face next to someone’s ass.
At 7, the hostess gathered everyone in the living room and explained the rules. We then each went around and introduced ourselves, including kink and sexual orientations, and anything we particularly wanted to do. Admittedly, I already had my eye on someone; we’ll call him The Target.
Once introductions and such were done, some people split off in pairs, while others went and started chatting around the snack table. I approached The Target, chatting briefly before the idea of naked hot tubbing came up. We stripped down to our underwear and went out back, only to find out that the hot tub was broken. Still, it managed to get us most of the way naked. “So… what now?” he asked, to which I responded by leading him over to the couch and sitting in his lap, because that’s how I do.