House Party 101

Ahhh friends. As mentioned previously, last night we attended our first house party. It was great. All of our friends were there, plus some others we just met. This party was actually two parts: part one was a toy party organized by the hosts. Let me tell you something: having games and little ice breakers for a room full of swingers is dumb. These games were designed to be "giggle-giggle" events for vanilla folks. You can't make us blush. It was comical to watch. However, my wife did purchase a few items: A new rabbit-type vibrator for her and a love sleeve for me (we have named it Lola).

The second part of the event was the main attraction. Our hosts, J and M, did a fantastic job with the food and the atmosphere (Thank you guys so much!). My wife even got into one of her "work" outfits and gave an impromptu birthday dance to one lucky lady. Of course, D (of D and P fame) also gave one to another lucky lady. Way to go D! You are on the birthday dancer list now brother!

As the night wore on, it started to rain. Who do you think was the first one outside naked dancing in the rain? Of course, it was my lovely shy bride. She and M were laughing and hooting it up out there. She comes in to find me in a recliner.

"Wanna fuck?"

Twist my arm...

Off we head downstairs. D and P join us. My wife is spread eagle on the bed. I am enjoying the rain-soaked taste of her lovebox. P is on top of her while her husband D tastes her honeypot from behind. Next up, P starts licking my wife's pussy while D and I are topside getting our cocks alternatingly sucked by my wife. I have to "tap out" for a minute (my knee is bothering me), so I just enjoy the moment. My wife switches with P and the process is repeated.

At this point, I should mention that there are two vanilla folks invited to the party. Both are curious and single: one man and one unicorn, T. As luck would have it, they enter our room, ask if they can join us and then get on the bed next to ours. The single guy is more of a one-on-one type so they are by themselves. And that is completely OK. This whole scene is about your own comfort level. Anyway, we finish up and leave them to themselves.

We find out later that we intimidated the single guy (my wife says I was showing off...). He was having some performance issues. No biggie. Happens to everyone. However, I asked my wife if I could help the unicorn out (I am ever so gallant, right?). With permission slip in hand, I take T upstairs to another room. She is obviously frustrated at this point. She is looking to get fucked and has had no luck. Me to the rescue. After some small talk ("How do you like it? Hard and fast. I can do hard and fast."), I get started. She is a taller woman with great breasts and very small nipples. We trade spit and play tonsil hockey for a bit. Then she starts sucking my cock. I encourage her to 69 with me and, with her top, I slowly start lapping her pussy from clit to taint. With one, two, and then three fingers in her, I am pounding her gloryhole hard.

I tell her to get on her back (she likes a little dominance, I found out earlier) and with my willie wrapped, proceed to fuck the shit out of her. She makes that "OMG!" face when I slip it in. I go to town. Pounding her. With her legs on my shoulders, I am going full-tilt. She is moaning and my nuts are slapping her ass.

I turn her over and get her from behind. Her pussy is so wet, I can feel her juices running down MY LEGS. She still has not come. I turn her back over and head down south for a bit more. Up for air, I slid back into her. That does the trick. She cums voraciously.

My wife has been patiently watching this whole thing. She climbs on top of my dick and goes to town. You see, I have not cum yet. She quickly fixes that. She whispers naughty things in my ear (that almost always does it for me). As I get ready to release my man-nectar (LOL!), she dismounts and wraps her soft lips among my dick. I explode in her waiting mouth. It is heaven.

The final piece of information for the evening is that I got stung my a large wasp (I think) halfway through the night. It sucked. However, trooper that I am, I managed to continue having fun the rest of the evening. I am hard core. LMAO!