Sunday Evening’s Debauchery

Chapter Six

Catrin

I was drinking my Malibu Sunsets, when I notice another man approaching me from my peripherals. I turn to look, and I was surprised that it was Mr. Muller.

“Good evening, Catrin. I am pleased that you were able to make it.” He says to me. He has a slight smile on his face, as if he was genuinely happy to see me here. He sits down on the stool right next to me.

“Good evening to you too, Mr. Muller. Umm... Thank you for inviting me. I am truly flattered, but to be honest with you, I’m not really sure how I feel about being here.” I say, but then I feel a little annoyed that he didn’t tell me it was an orgy. “Why didn’t you tell me it was a ... you know...” I ask him, but I felt too embarrassed to say the word orgy.

“An orgy?” Mr. Muller says with a simper. I give him a slight nod. “Would you have came if I called it an orgy?” He asks.

“I don’t know. Probably not.” I tell him truthfully.

“In my defense. I did tell you it was a debauchery.” He states.

“Fair enough.” I say quietly. He is making a valid point. If I have known it was an orgy, I am 100% sure I would not have come. That is why Emma was keeping it from me too. I am going to have to have a word with her when we leave. I also make a mental note to look up the meaning of debauchery.

I take another sip of my drink, and I sense Mr. Muller is still looking at me. I turn to him, not saying anything, and we just stare at each other. The way he is looking at me was different from the way other men have looked at me. It’s like he was looking in me. Reading my mind. He was scanning every detail of my face and paying attention to everything. Yet it didn’t bother me. It made me happy to be seen, and in some way, I felt connected to him.

“Can I kiss you?” He asks. I give a small nod to say yes. “I want you to tell me yes or no, Catrin.” He says, not moving closer, but still holding my eyes in his.

“Yes,” I say in a whisper, and with that he slowly starts to move towards me. His lips touch my lips, and he starts to kiss me softly. His lips are smooth and plump. They make great kissing lips. I start to kiss him back, and with that he increases the passion behind the kiss. He starts to quietly ask for entrance into my mouth. I open my mouth a little wider for him. He enters and begins to massage my tongue with his.

I can feel myself becoming excited. How can I allow myself to get this aroused by someone I just met? I don’t know if it is because it has been so long since I have had a man's touch, but I don’t want him to stop kissing me. I scoot closer to him, and I feel him put his hands on my hips. He didn’t try to feel me up or to put his hands under my dress, but rather just kept them in place.

He pulls away from me with a smile on his face. “Would you like to go to one of the sofas or the chairs?” He asks me.

I look around and most of the people who are on the sofas are engaged in something that is a little bit more than kissing. “Um. I don’t know.” I tell him. I don’t know if I want to have s*x with him. For starters, he is kind of my boss as we just started cleaning for him, and lastly, I have only just met him today.

“We don’t have to do anything if you don’t want to. We can talk, or maybe continue kissing.” He says.

“Will it only be us?” I ask him. I don’t think I want to be in a group. Not yet, at least.

“Yes,” he says simply.

“Um. Okay.”

Mr. Muller

I was kissing her, and she was kissing me back. I could feel precum dripping from the tip of my d**k. I want her bad. I haven't felt this strong of an attraction towards anyone in a long time. I feel her move closer to me. I place my hands on her hips. I want her to make the decisions, and I didn’t trust myself to let my hands roam. So, I kept them still.

I asked if she wanted to move to the sofa. It would be more comfortable there and if she wanted to continue to go further, we could. The moment I asked her, I could see her become nervous. She didn’t know what she wanted to do. To assure her that going to the sofa isn't an invitation for s*x, I tell her we can just talk or continue what we were doing. I knew she was enjoying herself.

As she agrees, I start to lead us in the direction of a secluded area. Where not many people were near us, and the few who are were far enough away to not hear us talking. Plus, they are a bit occupied in their own pleasures to mind about us.

As we get to the spot I wanted, I stop and let Catrin decide where she would like to sit. She has three options to choose from. There is a tantra sofa, a swivel chair, and a regular two-seater sofa. She chooses the two-seater sofa. She sits down and I sit beside her. I rest my arm along the back of the couch to get comfortable, as we both have one of our legs c****d up on the sofa so as to be able to face each other. Her hands rest on her lap, to hold her dress in place so it doesn’t rise to reveal anything.

I sit there and watch her for a moment. I can tell she is nervous and is unsure what to do. I decide to break the tension.

“So, what do you think of it here?” I ask her. Not the greatest question to start off with. I mentally kick myself.

“I don’t know. To be honest with you. I have never been to one of these.” She says with a blush. I am happy that I am here to witness her first orgy. It is a shock and a thrill that doesn’t compare to anything. “What made you host this?” She asks me.

“Well, I found there aren't that many places here that allow for such activities. The places that I have been, I found to be unsafe. I didn’t like that. So, I thought I would start hosting my own orgy. There were a few places I found that were good, but their focus was more on b**m. Which isn't for me. It started off as a small group, but soon word got around and now it is what you see here.” I tell her.

“What do you mean by unsafe?” She asks. I can see she is starting to psych herself out.

“Many of those places would allow for drug use and heavy drinking. People who are not in their right mind can't give consent and tend to be pushier, and in some cases violent.” I start to point to the security staff that are patrolling the floors. “But we have extra precautions here that don’t allow that to happen.”

I see Catrin look at the security guards. She looks relieved.

“Why do you have a bar then?” she asks me.

“People are allowed to have a couple of drinks, but Robert, the bartender, will cut them off before they get drunk.” I tell her.

“So would he have given me another Malibu Sunset if I asked for one?” She asks me in a playful manner.

“I’m sure he would have. He has been bartending for a long time and is able to tell when someone has reached their limit. Plus, I think he likes you.” I say as I give her a wink. She blushes and looks away.

“Would I be able to ask another question?” Her cheeks start to become red, and she is looking down. “Why do you like having s*x with so many people at once, and in front of others?” She asks. I hope she is curious because she wants to have s*x with me right now.

I wasn’t sure how to answer this question. I have never really thought about why I like going to orgies. “To put it simply. I like it and it’s fun.” I tell her. “I am a man with a high s*x drive. I enjoy the many different stimulations that you get while being with multiple people at once, and I feel great satisfaction giving someone pleasure. As for doing it in front of people. That’s not really my kink. I don’t get off knowing people are watching me outside my group, but it is something that you get used to. Speaking from experience, you usually don’t pay much mind to other people when the fun begins, and most of the time they don’t pay attention to you either. They have their own thing.” I tell her. “But if sometimes people do like privacy, that is why we offer the bedrooms upstairs.” I added.

“Um. Do you have s*x with men too?” She asks me as she looks down again. I am thrilled she is thinking about me having s*x. I let out a tiny laugh as I tell her, “Yes and no. I don’t mind kissing, being jerked off, or getting head from a man, but only while in a group. I don’t reciprocate the gestures back though. I am not sexually attracted to men. I just enjoy the stimulation as I am giving it to someone else.”

Catrin nods as she quietly says “oh.” Her mouth forms a nice o shape, making me think of what her mouth would look like wrapped around my c**k. I can't help myself and I scoot closer to her. She doesn’t lean away or say anything, but she is looking at me with longing. Is she too nervous to make the first move? I lean in and start to kiss her like I did before. She immediately kisses me back, as if she had been waiting for me to kiss her. Giving me full access to her mouth right away.