My girlfriend, Cal, and I had been completely captivated by a provocative documentary showcasing couples descending upon an opulent retreat. This luxurious haven was nestled in a sprawling landscape, greeted by an experienced therapist intent on exploring the depths of their sexual desires and fantasies. The house, a magnificent blend of elegance and extravagance, was filled with a vibrant mix of stunningly attractive individuals—couples and singles alike—each one an embodiment of fitness and allure, their ages ranging from their mid-twenties to early forties.

The atmosphere was charged with an inviting energy. It was a sanctuary where varied sexual orientations thrived in a liberating, open-minded milieu. Couples embraced the tantalizing idea of partner swapping or pursuing connections with other guests, all in the pursuit of their most intimate dreams. As we watched, hearts racing, the captivating visuals ignited a sense of curiosity and desire within both of us.

Cal and I had, in quiet conversation, broached the idea of a foursome, our shyness keeping the thought just below the surface. The lingering idea blossomed into something more concrete after indulging in playful flirtations and teasing games. Inspired by the documentary, we decided to take the plunge and apply for the retreat, each of us eager to bring our fantasies to life within a safe environment under the watchful eyes of discreetly positioned cameras scattered throughout the premises.

Navigating through rigorous selection interviews and medical assessments, we eventually received our golden ticket—an invitation to this enticing escape. Our stay would range from two to three nights, depending on how well we connected with others in the retreat environment. I was keenly aware that Cal would attract interest from nearly every man present; at twenty-five, she exuded an irresistible charm. With her flowing blonde locks, captivating physique, and flawless, sun-kissed skin, she was a magnet for attention.

Meanwhile, I often felt more unassuming. Though my muscular physique was a point of pride, I concealed it behind layers of timidity. My astonishingly thick and notably nine-inch-long endowment was the one feature I held with confidence, a secret that brought me comfort in contrast to my more anxious demeanor.

On the day of our arrival, excitement thrummed through me as a luxurious car whisked us away from the familiar comfort of home. As we pulled up to the retreat, Cal stepped out of the vehicle in a stunning red dress that clung to her curves like a second skin, accentuating her long, toned legs and highlighted by high red stilettos. Her makeup was flawlessly applied, transforming her into a vision of allure that I could scarcely take my eyes off.

As we made our way through beautifully landscaped gardens and past a shimmering swimming pool filled with the retreat's guests basking in the sun or gliding through the water, we were met by a parade of welcoming smiles and introductions. Each resident’s gaze lingered on Cal as she exchanged hugs and kisses, their admiration evident. At the same time, I received warm embraces from the women, their friendly squeezes eliciting a mix of surprise and a burgeoning pride within me.

Not long after, we met our therapist, whom I’ll refer to as Zara. Her warm demeanor put us at ease as she delved into our desires and expectations for this unique experience. Cal and I spoke openly about our eagerness for a foursome, while remaining open to any other enticing possibilities that might arise. Zara reassured us that we could retreat to our suite whenever we needed a breather.

With an extravagant party on the horizon, themed around ‘dress to impress,’ we were encouraged to mingle with fellow guests to gauge who piqued our attraction—both as couples and individuals—before enticing them to steal away for more intimate encounters. That night promised to be filled with exploration and discovery.

As the sun set, casting a golden hue across the landscape, Cal slipped into a new black dress she had carefully chosen for this occasion. The fabric hugged her figure, revealing just enough of her legs and captivating cleavage to leave an unforgettable impression. Her black shoes, with six-inch ankle straps on her delicate feet, and silk stockings only magnified the allure of her ensemble, framing the most sensual underwear I had ever seen beneath her stunning appearance. Her hair was elegantly styled up, showcasing her graceful neck, while her bold red makeup accentuated her features, creating a delightful contrast against the dark fabric.

I chose a sharp black tailored suit, which fit me flawlessly, paired with a soft pink shirt that made me feel both confident and anxious, acutely aware that all eyes would be on me as we entered the party. The moment we stepped inside, gasps of approval echoed around us, affirming Cal's status as the most captivating woman in the room. Her radiant smile and self-assured presence turned heads and commanded attention, while I experienced a thrilling cocktail of excitement and nervousness.

At first, we maneuvered through the crowd as a seamless couple, soon setting our sights on two couples who appeared equally intrigued by us. Yet, amidst the lively atmosphere, we found ourselves separated. Suddenly, I found myself surrounded by a vibrant gaggle of women from diverse backgrounds, many of whom revealed they identified as bisexual and were enthusiastic about engaging in threesomes. Their laughter and playful banter were intoxicating, drawing me deeper into their orbit.

Scanning the room, I finally spotted Cal, elegantly ensnared in conversation with several handsome, fit men and a handful of alluring women. The sound of her laughter blended with the effervescent pop of champagne bottles, creating a melody of joy that filled the air.

As our eyes locked across the crowded room, a rush of excitement surged through me, prompting us to abandon our respective admirers. Reunited, Cal's excitement bubbled to the surface, her eyes sparkling with mischief and desires unspoken. In a moment charged with anticipation, she suggested inviting her newfound companions into a private space for some playful exploration, setting the stage for an unforgettable evening. Moments later, I saw Cal stride confidently toward the teepee, flanked by at least three men and a couple of women, all of them eager to join her. She held the attention of one handsome man on each arm, a playful grin lighting her face as she moved forward into the night, and I felt an exhilarating blend of anticipation and uncertainty flood my veins.

I felt a flutter of nerves in my stomach, unsure of how to navigate the evening ahead. So, when a couple of the women in my group suggested we retreat to the hot tub, I felt a wave of relief wash over me.

After a brief pause to collect ourselves, we all slipped into our rooms to change into our swimwear. I unwound a soft, plush robe around me and headed towards the warm glow of the hot tub. Ten minutes later, I arrived to find a scene that took my breath away—the steam curled lazily in the cool evening air, and four of the women were already nestled in the bubbling water, laughter dancing like sparkles on the surface. Each one radiated warmth and joy, their playful splashes creating ripples that shimmered under the soft light.

To find the best, it was decided to play a kissing game. I agreed, and we kissed for a long time, hot and intense, one after the other. They were all excellent kissers, and I couldn't decide; I wanted more, but I was still too bashful to say it.

After at least an hour of conversing and sipping champagne in the hot tub, it was proposed that we move our group to a private room where the girls could give me a sensual massage to help me unwind.

I agreed after giving it some thought, but we decided to meet in the designated room in ten minutes since I needed to change out of my swimming trunks and dry off.

I came into the room wearing a t-shirt and boxers underneath my robe. It was enormous, and I spent the next few minutes by myself, thinking. What the devil was I doing here, and what was Cal doing?

The largest circular bed I had ever seen was in the room. A few minutes later, the four women joined me, all dressed in exotic lingerie of all colours and descriptions, with heels and stockings and tits protruding in all directions. The bed was covered in plush cushions, and sex devices and gadgets were scattered all over the place.

As a gentleman, I got up as they came in. I had been sitting on the edge of the bed, surveying my surroundings, and the sight of these attractive women made my cock twitch and my tight boxer's bulge.

After taking off my robe, the girls told me to take off my t-shirt and lie on the bed. I couldn't see much because a face mask was placed over my eyes, but I knew that the women on the bed were all around me.

I sensed a variety of sensations, such as oils being applied to my chest and a feather duster being stroked over my face and body.

Several girls kissed me, one of whom had a tongue piercing, which was unique and lovely. I don't recall kissing her in the bathtub, though.

It was my first time being permitted to caress the breasts of girls close to me, and one of them had enormous nipples that were pierced.

One female whispered in my ear, "Can we remove your boxers?" as I felt hands sliding up and down my legs and over my boxers, gently stroking my cock each time, making him swell.

Since I was still wearing a blindfold and didn't know who was doing what, I let them gently slide down my legs after nodding my consent. This left me exposed and defenseless.

I thought I heard a gasp as my cock jumped out of my underwear, and one of them exclaimed, "He is massive!"

Before long, one or two hands were massaging my cock, which felt amazing and very different from Cal. I could feel hot breath on my balls, and someone was kissing the base of my cock and licking them.

She said, "Can I ride your cock?" in my ear as I was sucking each of her pierced nipples in turn. After I nodded my head without releasing my nipples, I felt a warm, wet pussy around my cock's head. The pussy gradually ate my cock, and once she was at base, she took her nipples out of my mouth and started riding me. Smaller but just as attractive nipples took their place, and I was able to suck them as they were put into my mouth one by one.

I thrust my hips to help make it more enjoyable for both of us while my cock was being ridden quickly and forcefully.

After a few minutes, the first girl with the pierced nipples experienced an orgasm, found it impossible to continue, and climbed off. Another hot, moist pussy took her position, riding me in reverse cowgirl fashion—another first for me.

As she shook to a tremendous orgasm and covered my cock and balls with her fluids, I filled her pussy with shot after shot of hot, sticky semen. The pleasure this produced was terrific, and I was on the verge of discharging another load.

The girl was amazing and continued to ride me until she was exhausted.

I removed my blindfold at this moment and discovered that the female who had just fucked me was one of the most attractive and hottest Bi girls. When she removed my cock, which was still upright and drenched in her fluids with my semen streaming down the shaft, I assumed the night was over.

With a "mmm," another female licked my semen from her hands and used her hand to wipe my cock.

Except for the pierced nipple girl, who sat astride my face, forced her hot, sticky, sweaty pussy in my face, and insisted that I kiss her as she rode my mouth, the girls soon took turns sucking my cock.

Having three different mouths sucking my cock and a stranger's pussy in my mouth made the blowjobs the other girls were giving me more exciting.

I could feel the fluids starting to run over my face and into my mouth before she shuddered violently, locked her knees on either side of my face, and sprayed me with so much pussy juice that I thought I would drown. I experienced an orgasm of my own, spouting copious amounts of semen into the mouths of the three women sharing my cock as a result of this reaction down below.

Sweating and slippery, we all lay on the bed and talked about what had transpired. When the talk was over, I was left on my own to clean up before returning to my room, where Cal was smiling broadly and waiting for me.

We didn't speak much because I took a shower, and she was sleeping when I returned.

The therapist wasn't surprised because she had seen the recording of us both, but she did question why we hadn't just switched partners when we met with her the next morning to talk about what had happened the previous evening.

I didn't know until today that Cal had a cock in every orifice, made love to all three men, and engaged in more of an orgy.

We were to have a full-fledged orgy with lots of other people on the upcoming evening, but we had to be in the same room.

Tonight's party had a lingerie-only theme, and we had to pick together which couples and singles to invite. We weren't limited to a certain number of men or women; we just had enough of each to ensure a fantastic evening.

We decided that our first option was to invite anyone who hadn't been asked or involved with either of us the night before, which made up the first six. They all agreed to come, so I chose two of the Bi ladies—the gorgeous one and the one with the piercings—and Cal picked two of the couples she had previously had sex with. This increased the group size to fourteen, including us.

After the fantastic party, we decided to go to the comfort room and have some fun. We opened a few bottles of champagne and played games, including truth or dare and spin the bottle, which involved a lot of sucking, licking, and kissing. By this point, almost everyone was naked and paired off.

During the next two hours, Cal fucked every guy in the room, including me. She engaged in three-way and four-way sex, as did I.

I had fucked every woman at least once, and I had been sucked by every woman innumerable times. I even had a bi curious guy suck my cock while I had a pussy in my mouth, and I didn't realise it was a guy until the woman got off. I was upset to start, but it didn't feel any different, so I let him continue while I moved on to the next pussy. However, I reserved that for one of the women and didn't cum in his mouth.

This time, my erection began to fade, and it was time to end the most amazing night ever. I came three or even four times, the last time being in the pierced lady's throat, who refused to stop.

We invited Grace and Tom, a couple, back to our room, and they accepted right away since we felt we needed to experience the wife exchange. We showered before they came, and we were lying on the bed in our undies when they entered.

This time, there were no preparations; we just linked up with each other's partners and had a great time fucking, kissing, and sucking in the shower, on the balcony, and the bed. The most memorable part was when Grace got down on her knees, took me in her mouth, and gave me the best blowjob of the entire event while we were talking to the other people below while we were both nude on the balcony.

She persisted until I shot my load, which this time was a huge load that almost choked her when it struck the back of her throat. The audience laughed as she coughed in shock at being hit by such a large load so quickly. We returned to the bedroom after this performance, where Cal was using her amazing blowjob technical skills to get Tom off. All of us were too tired to go on after this.

Cal and I did everything we had hoped for, and we will look forward to meeting more couples when we return home.