A Hedonistic Night

Beginning of May 2015

As Mr. X and I were headed over to visit with some friends, another friend told me that it was the pagan holiday Beltane and that we were planning to celebrate it in the most pagan way possible. We spent the evening at Mr. and Mrs. SciFi's house with them and Mr. and Mrs. Tiger. When everyone arrived, we went down to the basement and played pool. There was flirting and touching during the game, and I was able to see who was going to pair off with who for the majority of the evening. Mr. SciFi brought everyone shots so we all started drinking.

We coupled off on the couch and played Cards Against Humanity. We added a rule that whoever won the round could choose one person to remove an article of clothing. They could specify which item, but the person could choose something else to remove if they weren't comfortable. I was cuddled up next to Mr. SciFi, and the first round went to him. He asked me to remove my shirt, and I did. I was wearing a new bra I'd purchased at Victoria's Secret earlier in the day. Mr. SciFi leaned in for kisses every once in a while. Everyone could tell Mr. X and Mrs. Tiger wanted to rip each other's clothes off as soon as possible. Soon we were all in a state of semi-undress, and we gave up the pretense of playing the game. I wanted to play a naked round, but everyone else was too distracted.

Mr. SciFi came up behind me and peeled my jeans down. He rubbed his cock into my behind and ran his hands over my breasts and nipples through my bra. He also rubbed my inner thighs and pulling the skin back toward him. It was a bit painful, but I liked the aggression. His kisses were also quite hard, like they were the first night we were together. I wasn't complaining though. I did end up with a split lip from the biting, but that just means he'll be on my mind the whole time until it heals.

Once my bra and panties were on the floor in a pile next to other discarded clothing, Mr. SciFi led me around to the front of the couch. He pushed me down onto my back so he could go down on me. I love his fingers and what they do to me. After a while, I asked if we could go to the swing. His eyes lit up and so did mine as he led me to the room. He hung the swing up and gave me some basic instructions as to what goes where. He helped me up into it, and I gripped the bar above my head, hanging on for dear life. He positioned himself in front of me. With one swift motion, he was inside me and pounded away. I held on tight, my head thrown back enjoying the new sensations. Mrs. SciFi peeked in on us one to see what we were doing and asked me if I was having fun. I was most definitely enjoying myself.

When we finished, he helped me out of the swing and took my hand. He led me out of the room and asked if I wanted to join everyone else in the bedroom. I said that was fine, but he got sidetracked on the way there. He guided me over to the pool table where he bet me over and was inside me again. My arms and breasts dug into the table, and I was up on my tiptoes. As he fucked me, we listened to the sounds coming from the bedroom.  

My memory gets a little sketchy from the time we joined everyone in the bedroom, as quite a lot happened in from that point. I know Mr. SciFi fucked me again. He also threatened to use a double ended dildo on me and Mrs. Tiger. Mrs. Tiger said she did not want me to be uncomfortable. I assured her earlier in the evening that I wouldn't do anything that I wasn't okay with. My boundaries lately seem to be getting fuzzy. They laid me back on the bed, and Mrs. Tiger went down on me while Mr. SciFi put his cock in my mouth. I love the feeling of being pleasured while pleasuring someone else. However Mrs. Tiger was a little rough, more-so than I remember from last time. It felt good, but I knew I was not going to cum.

When Mrs. Tiger stopped, she joined me up on the bed, and we kissed. She kept telling me how much she loves my breasts. She touched them throughout the night, and I touched hers as well out of curiosity. I realize that my own breasts, while having been surgically altered, feel less fake than some other augmented breasts. I had not felt other ones before. 

Every time my vagina was not in use, Mr. SciFi seemed to be there with his magical hands trying to make me squirt again. He eventually succeeded while we were standing next to the bed. I wanted to go clean up a bit, but Mr. SciFi would not let me. He told me it was so hot and gave him immense pleasure to do that to me. Later I found myself back on the bed laying on my back, Mrs. Tiger going down on me. Her husband came over and asked her to move out-of-the-way so that he could fuck me. Mr. X was laying next me on the bed and Mrs. SciFi was riding him. Mr. Tiger climbed on top of me and lifted my legs in the air. Mrs. SciFi kindly offered to hold one of them for me, which was an interesting sight. Mr. SciFi was busy fucking Mrs. Tiger. Though I had spent the majority of the evening with him, his orgasm did not belong to me. From my position on my back, I got to see his face and that look of pure joy and ecstasy when he came. I was happy knowing that I played some part in his enjoyment of the evening.

Mr. SciFi really wanted me to cum, not just to squirt. He went down on me. I kept getting close but didn't think I was going to be able to climax. I tried to pull away, and he slapped my hand. Mrs. Tiger was back with Mr. X next to me at this point and she directed Mr. SciFi to make me scream. Due to his persistence and determination, that is exactly what he did. I moaned and screamed and then collapsed, sated and exhausted. It was a hell of a night that I don’t want to forget.

A Good Way to Spend a Night in Someone Else's Basement

I know...it's October 2016, and I haven't posted about any encounters that have happened within the past year and a half...Mr. X and I are still actively swinging...there have been some bumps and twists along the way. I haven't written about much lately, but I do have many experiences to share.

I'll start by picking up where I left off a year and a half ago at the end of March 2015 when we were still just starting to get to know Mr. and Mrs. Sci-Fi. I hope you enjoy...

End of March 2015

We went to Mr. and Mrs. Sci-fi's house for dinner. They prepared a lovely meal. We chatted and drank some wine and coffee (I desperately wanted both). After dinner, we headed to their basement and watched TV cuddled up on their couch with the other person’s spouse. Before long, cuddling turned into making out and the removal of clothing. Mr. X was naked first as always. I was straddling Mr. Sci-fi, who was sitting on the couch. My shirt and bra came off in one movement. I kissed him furiously and laughed as we struggled to remove my pants. To my surprise and delight, Mr. Sci-fi was wearing a thong for me. I made him circle around so that I could get a good view and appreciate the full effect. He’d sent me pictures of himself in one before, but I'd never seen it in person. It was very cute and sexy, and I appreciated the effort.

After he turned around and showed me his thong, he stood in front of me. I was sitting on the couch, and our alignment was perfect. I removed the thong. He took my hands and moved them down his chest to his cock, which I held briefly before wrapping my lips around it. Stroked him with my hands while I lick and sucked and also play with his balls. Every once in a while he took control of the pace, thrusting further and deeper into my throat…all the way in. I was so full of sexual tension. I wanted to cum and wanted him inside me pumping away.

He deposited me on my back and settled between my legs. I was aching for him to touch me with his tongue. I hadn't cum in far too long. He worked my clit and fucked me with his fingers until I was shaking and coming apart for him. He is a very sweet and considerate and always looking out for my needs. When we arrived at their house and gifted me with a silver vibrator so that's her because I didn't have one at the moment.

After my orgasm, I laid there panting and begged him to go get a condom. Mr. X and Mrs. Sci-fi had moved into another room, so we were alone on the couch. Once he was sheathed, I straddled him-facing him on the couch. He clawed at my back, and I clawed at his. We kissed furiously as I moved up and down, filled with passion. When Mr. X and Mrs. Sci-fi finished, they came out of the other room and watched us. Mrs. Sci-fi wanted to join in, so she came over and assisted me by placing her hand between the two of us and playing with his balls. He came, his head thrown back, sexy noises coming from deep within him, and the biggest grin on his face. I absolutely love watching him. It makes me so happy, and I feel so satisfied.

Shortly after, we regretfully said our goodbyes and headed home for the night. One of these days I hope we will get to spend more time with them in one evening than just one encounter.

Some Catching Up to Do and Another Birthday for Mr. B

As I finish writing this entry, it’s now April 2016, and I’m writing about the first few months of 2015. We definitely have been through quite a bit in the lifestyle since then, and I have a backlog of entries to post. I’ll try to catch up on some of the things I have missed writing about up until the point of my already written entries that are ready to go:

In early January (2015), we had dinner with a new couple, Mr. and Mrs. Desire. We met them very briefly at the New Year’s Party. Mr. X talked to them on one of the swinger websites ahead of time, but we didn’t see them that night. We were waiting in the hotel lobby the next morning for the valet to bring our car around, and they spotted us and came over to say hi. They couldn’t stay and chat, so we made plans to see each other soon. We met them for dinner a week and a half later.

Mr. and Mrs. Desire seem like a really fun couple. They seem to be very spontaneous and live life to the fullest. They haven’t been in the lifestyle for a full year yet, but they have packed quite a bit into their time, including a trip to Desire, hence my name for them. We drank some wine and talked for a couple of hours. They are nice and attractive, and we are looking forward to more time with them.

February 2015

We saw Mr. and Mrs. Desire again. They invited us to meet up with them and two other couples at a winery. We joined everyone for several delicious bottles of wine, snacks, and conversation. As people continued drinking and feeling more comfortable and adventurous, we moved from the open front part of the winery to their back area with couches and a fireplace. I stopped Mr. Desire on the way into the room, and we had our first kiss. He is very sweet to me. Whenever he texts me, he tells me how beautiful he thinks I am and always makes me smile and feel special. We joined everyone else in the back room, and somehow we ended up playing spin the bottle and drawing looks from other tables.

When the winery closed, our group migrated to the house of some of the group’s friends. The house was huge and elaborate with many places for people to sneak off to be alone. I was rather intoxicated at this point. I even drunk dialed Mr. SciFi on the drive from the winery to the house. At the house, I think I kissed the husband from each of the three couples we were spending the evening with. One of the men, I’ll call him Mr. HappyHour asked me to join him in the bathroom where he intended to get me up on the counter. The bathroom in this house is unlike any I’ve ever seen before. There is a huge window that takes up the majority of the wall to the outside of the house. It isn’t covered either, so anyone standing outside in front of the house can see into the bathroom. When we went into the bathroom, Mr. HappyHour pulled down my jeans and helped me up onto the edge of the bathroom counter. One hand went up my sweater and pushed the cups of my bra up over my breasts. My legs dangled over the edge of the counter, and he spread my thighs. He went down on me like that, and I looked up once to see one of the other husbands watching us from outside the window. When we were finished, Mr. HappyHour said he’d let me return the favor another time.

We rejoined the rest of the group, and I didn’t notice Mr. X slip away with Mrs. Desire. Apparently they found their way to the same bathroom and had sex on the floor. While they were gone, Mr. Desire found me and asked the hosts if there was somewhere we could go to get some privacy. We went into a bedroom upstairs and removed each other’s clothes. I’d never been naked with him before, and I was feeling a bit self-conscious, but he was so sweet and gave me many compliments. I liked the feel of his hands on my body. Too soon, Mrs. Desire knocked on the door and said we needed to wrap up because people were going to be leaving. We said we would look forward to next time, though sadly a year later there still has not been a next time. Our schedules have not worked out.

March 2015

In early March, Mrs. B arranged a 40^th birthday party for Mr. B. We eagerly accepted the invitation. Mrs. B told me that it was her plan to restrain Mr. B and have several other women help her attack him. I was very excited by this idea. We met up that evening in their hotel room and went to dinner together, the four of us plus one other couple we’d never spent much time with. I’d met the wife at one of my swinger women wine nights, but that had been a while ago. Conversation at dinner was nice, and we enjoyed pitchers of sangria. We made our way back to the hotel, and debauchery ensued. Mrs. B had cuffs for Mr. B’s hands and ankles at each corner of the bed. We all stripped and restrained Mr. B. We took turns giving attention to him in different places simultaneously. I believe at one point I was playing with his balls while the other two women licked and sucked his cock. I had the honor of fucking him first and loved sinking down onto him. When my turn to ride his cock was over, I moved up to ride his face, my hands on the headboard, facing the wall. Mrs. B fucked her husband at the same time in reverse cowgirl, and I have a picture of the three of us like that. In the image, it surprised me how much Mr. B and Mr. X look similar. Because you cannot see Mr. B’s face (since I’m sitting on it), it could just as easily have been Mr. X in the photo. I remember another point during our time in the hotel room where Mrs. B was bent over the bed going down on Mr. B while Mr. X fucked her from behind.

I really enjoyed helping Mr. B celebrate such a special birthday. I can say now a year later that sadly we have not spent much additional time with Mr. and Mrs. B. That was the last time we played with them.

Hazy Memories of Our First House Party

Beginning of March 2015

Last weekend we attended our first house party. The beginning of the night was a murder mystery with a 1920s theme. I played the role of a gangster, and Mr. X was a silent movie star. For my costume, I wore a black and white pinstripe suite with a black corset, red tie, a fedora, and really cute retro-looking black and white heels. Mr. and Mrs. SciFi hosted the event, and I put Mr. SciFi in charge of how good I would be that evening, meaning he was in charge of how much I would drink. Shortly after I arrived, he delivered my first shot to me.

The evening was fun. The murder mystery part of the evening involved both vanilla and lifestyle people, so everyone had to be relatively good. Some flirting went on, but it was pretty tame. Mr. SciFi wanted me to sneak away with him during the party for some quick fun, but there wasn’t really an opportunity to do so. Other couples in attendance were Mr. and Mrs. Neighbors and Mr. and Mrs. H. We were also introduced to mutual friends of all of them. I will call this couple Mr. and Mrs. Tiger. Mr. and Mrs. Neighbors have decided to take a break from swinging for the time being. They told us this about a week before the party. I love spending time with them, but it is strange being around Mr. Neighbors and not being able to kiss him. Mr. Neighbors did, however, give Mrs. Neighbors permission to kiss girls. I am not bi, but I feel like I get pulled a little closer to that side all the time. I’m sure it was a combination of the alcohol and the forbidden—I made out with Mrs. Neighbors quite a bit during the evening after the vanillas left. I even have pictures to prove it. One of the men got ahold of my camera while we were kissing. If you looked at all of the pictures on my camera that evening, you’d have sworn that Mrs. Neighbors was my date and not Mr. X. Mr. X seemed to get pretty friendly with Mrs. Tiger throughout the night—more on that later.

Shortly before the vanillas left, I was feeling good but not buzzing from the alcohol anymore. I told Mr. SciFi he wasn’t doing his job if he wanted to keep me drunk. He took that as a challenge and handed me three shots in a row. Mrs. Neighbors took shots right along with me and then continued to sip from the shaker cup. I did not realize the shots had everclear in them. Also, Mrs. Neighbors brought some champagne jello shots with strawberries in them. They were delicious. Once I removed my jacket at the party and had on only the corset top, my cleavage became a shelf, and one of the jello shots was tucked in. Mrs. Neighbors did a good job getting it out. The everclear quickly set in, and as the night wore on, my memories turned to only flashes. I have not blacked out like that in a long time. Therefore much of the rest of what I write about in this entry is not going to be a clear detailed story but mostly bits and pieces.

I remember talking with Mr. Neighbors a few times. I was still avoiding him a bit, since I’m not sure how to act around him right now when all I want to do is make out with him. We hugged a few times, and I remember several times where he had his arm around me and kept trying to reassure me that it wasn’t me…that they’re taking a break because of them, not because of anything I did wrong. I think I remember him saying he misses me too. I remember the arm around me turning into him caressing my back or having his hand down the back of pants. I just wanted to turn into him and kiss him, but I didn’t. Later when my memories became even hazier, I remember looking across the room to see Mr. Neighbors kissing Mrs. SciFi. Mrs. Neighbors came over to me and wanted to assure me that he wasn’t kissing her because he didn’t want to kiss me. I am not sure what happened right after that. The next thing I remember was somehow sitting next to Mr. Neighbors again, and he was leaning in to kiss me. I could tell by his face that he was drunk, but I was weak and wanted to kiss him very badly, so I let him. We kissed for a couple of minutes before I stopped him and said I knew that wasn’t what he wanted right now.

When the party turned from mingling, drinking, and flirting to nakedness and sex, Mr. X was yet again one of the first people with his clothes off. Mr. X hadn’t told me that he wanted to hook up with Mrs. Tiger, but I saw them naked on the couch together. Mr. SciFi and Mrs. H were on the other side of the couch. Mr. and Mrs. Neighbors were off together somewhere, and Mr. Tiger and Mrs. SciFi were nowhere to be seen. That left me with Mr. H, who I had not previously had sex with due to my pregnancy last year. I was feeling more and more drunk when he led me to a bedroom. I remember him saying this was long overdue, and I think he apologized for last time. I think I said I was sorry that I freaked him out and asked him if my lactating was a problem, since that is also baby-related. He said it was not. I don’t remember if there was any foreplay, but I do remember when he entered me. The next thing I remember is being sprawled on my back on the bed, Mrs. Tiger going down on me, Mr. SciFi’s cock in my mouth, and I think Mr. H fucking Mrs. Tiger (I could be wrong about the Mr. H part here). While all of that was going on, I vaguely remember seeing Mr. Neighbors standing in the doorway watching. I also remember seeing Mr. Tiger’s face above me at some point. I liked the little noises Mrs. Tiger made while she was pleasuring me. I think I always enjoy when people are vocal. I wasn’t able to cum, but I don’t know if that was because I was so drunk or if I still just can’t let myself fully relax with a woman enough to get to that point. When she stopped, she climbed on top of me, and we made out.

After that, I ended up in Mr. and Mrs. SciFi’s bed in their dark bedroom. I kind of crumpled on the bed, and the world was spinning. It was very difficult for me to not get sick. I have no idea how long I laid there, but it was long enough for everyone else to head home. Mr. and Mrs. SciFi and Mr. X joined me in the room. Mr. SciFi wanted to know if I would be ok to play, and I wasn’t sure. However, he climbed in the bed next to me and entered me from behind with both of us on our sides. I think so far this is my favorite position with him. It felt so good, and somehow I went from being super drunk and on the edge of unconsciousness or sickness to being full of desire. We fucked like that for a while, and Mr. X and Mrs. SciFi joined us on the bed. I remember the women spent a lot of time on top. I ended up on the bed between Mr. and Mrs. SciFi, and she brought out her magic wand vibrator. I said I’d never used one before. She used it on me while Mr. SciFi fingered me. The vibrations were so intense that I almost couldn’t stand it. My moans were so loud (at least in my head), that I’m surprised I didn’t wake up their kids. Mr. SciFi had me lay on my stomach and positioned himself above me. He straddled my legs, which were closed. He entered me that way, and we both moaned until he came. Again, he made some noises that I love that let me know he was climaxing and how much he enjoyed it. I look forward to seeing them again.

Mr. X and I learned an important lesson at this house party, perhaps more than one. We know that communication is super important when you’re in the lifestyle, but this party was a big reminder. Not only is communication important, but you shouldn’t just assume things are ok because you’ve had a more lax attitude lately or because you’ve been drinking. Mr. X and I hardly interacted at all that evening until the very end. We also figured out that we should have a rule about firsts, that they should be done together if it’s something both people are interested in. For instance, I found out after the party that Mr. X did double vaginal penetration with Mrs. SciFi and Mr. Tiger. I have not even had a full MFM threesome yet, and now Mr. X has in some capacity. Now he owes me. Time to invite Mr. B over!

A New Friend Discovers My G-spot

End of January 2015

Last night we met a couple who were highly recommended by Mr. and Mrs. Neighbors. I will call them Mr. and Mrs. SciFi. Mr. and Mrs. SciFi are throwing a murder mystery dinner party a month from now and invited us. We all thought it would be nice to meet before the day of the party, so they invited us to dinner at their house. Mr. and Mrs. SciFi were incredibly sweet and thoughtful and went out of their way to make us feel welcome when we arrived. They even brought me my favorite drink from Starbucks which gave them some serious bonus points with me. We had all been chatting via text for the past week, so we had learned a little bit about each other already.

While they prepared dinner for us, we opened a bottle of wine and played a dice game. Dinner was delicious, and after it was over, we headed down into their basement to play cards and then pool. It was during pool that we really had a chance to start touching each other, a caress in passing or arms around one another while waiting for your turn. It was nice. I don’t know if I have conveyed in my writings yet that I am rather resistant to change in general and somewhat closed off to the idea of new people and relationships, despite my desire to be close to people. Before we arrived at the SciFi home, I decided to change my mindset and to go into the evening with an open mind and positive attitude. I am very glad that I did.

After pool, we moved to the couch and coupled off. I was freezing, so Mr. SciFi had a blanket and invited me under it with him. Next to us, in true Mr. X fashion, Mr. X had Mrs. SciFi’s top and his own off before I had much of a chance to even kiss Mr. SciFi. Mr. SciFi seems like a rough kisser. He is also only the third man I have kissed with facial hair (more than just stubble). I told him in texts this week that I love kissing very much, and he seemed excited about that. He told me several things he loves such as kissing, oral sex, and cuddling. The lip biting I was not expecting. I believe that of the 100+ people I have kissed in my life, there has only been one other person who has kissed me like that. He bit and tugged my lower lip, and at one point I tasted blood in my mouth. I decided just to go with it. He was rough with my mouth, so I raked my nails down his back, harder than I usually do. His answering noises spurred me on. I love when a man is vocal and lets me know when he’s enjoying what I’m doing to him. My lip, swollen from his kisses, has been a constant reminder of last night.

Mr. SciFi and I decided to leave the couch and head for the bedroom in their basement. Mr. X and Mrs. SciFi followed us. Mr. X went down on Mrs. SciFi while Mr. SciFi and I removed the rest of each other’s clothing and continued kissing. Mr. SciFi told me earlier in the day that he likes a little rough treatment of his nipples, so I started that by pinching and lightly twisting with my fingers while we kissed. I later progressed to kissing, sucking, and gentle biting and tugging with my teeth. My actions elicited more of his fun noises. I probably could have been rougher but didn’t want to chance it this time. I touched Mr. SciFi’s cock before I saw it and was pleasantly surprised by his size. I enjoyed going down on him for a while. When it was my turn to receive, he had me lay down on the bed, and he set to work. I told him earlier in the day that I don’t cum easily, and that it has to be from oral stimulation. I said once you find the right spot to concentrate there until I’m arching and moaning. He told me that his wife is similar. During this conversation, he said he was up for the challenge and also hoped to make me squirt (which I didn’t believe for a second would happen since it never has been before and because I was convinced I didn’t have a g-spot).

Mr. X and Mrs. SciFi were next to me, rocking the bed while Mr. SciFi did delicious things to my clit with his mouth. I loved the feel of his facial hair while he went down on me as well. It was an added sexy bonus. I knew I was getting close to orgasm when Mr. SciFi slipped a finger or two inside me, and it sent me over the edge. Within a few seconds, I climaxed. We kissed for a little while, and Mr. SciFi went to get a condom. I started feeling shy sitting there on the bed next to Mr. X and Mrs. SciFi, so I curled up on my side on the bed and tried to cover myself with a big pillow. Mr. SciFi settled on the bed below me and positioned himself so he could take right there with me still on my side. He said that would teach me to hide from him. We switched positions on the bed several times. He was on top for a while with my ankles resting on his shoulders. I took a turn on top with my legs wrapped around his waist, him really just resting on the edge of the bed. When I was on top, my nails continued to dig into his back, fueling me on.

*As I wrote this, Mr. SciFi was texting me. I told him I was writing about our night together, and he sent me a little excerpt of what he thought I might be writing. I have to include it here because he made me crack up. In Mr. SciFi’s words, “He had a hunger that could only be quenched by the nectar that I had to offer.”*

Mr. SciFi had me lay on my back on the bed again, and his fingers were inside me once more. I could tell he was trying to find my g-spot, as men have tried before. I was about to tell him he could stop when new sensations started washing over me. I could tell I was building up to something, and then it happened. For the first time in my life, I squirted. I honest to goodness never thought I could do that. I panicked and asked him to stop what he was doing (he asked me later to ride it out next time). I laid there, completely befuddled. I know I said more than once “what just happened?”, even though I knew what had happened. I was completely shocked. Mr. SciFi was quite pleased with himself and gave Mr. X a wet high-five over my body.

I eventually regained some of my composure, and Mr. SciFi asked if I wanted to go somewhere else, as all the motion on the bed from Mr. X and Mrs. SciFi was making me a little sick. He started leading me to the couch but stopped at the pool table along the way. He bent me over the pool table and pushed inside me. I’d never been fucked on a pool table before, but it was on my sexual bucket list. My breasts pressed down into the table, and I was standing on the tip of my toes as he pounded into me. Mr. X and Mrs. SciFi came out of the bedroom and stood watching us for a minute before they headed to the shower. Mr. SciFi eventually led me over to the couch. He sat down, and I straddled him. We chatted and kissed. I sucked, nipped, and tugged on his nipples a little more. He asked me to squeeze his balls while I rode him, so I did that as well. When he came, his head was leaned back, his eyelids fluttered, he made some adorable sounds, and the look on his face was pure ecstasy. I don’t think I’ve ever enjoyed watching someone’s face that much when they’ve cum. It wasn’t my orgasm, but I was completely satisfied. Once it was over, we sat there, his arms around me mine on his chest. We both had goofy grins on our faces. I am glad I went into the night optimistic and open-minded, as it was full of unexpected pleasure. It can be so much fun making new friends.

Some More Neighbor Delight

Late January 2015

Last night we saw Mr. and Mrs. Neighbors again. When we arrived at their house, Mr. X joined Mrs. Neighbors on the couch while Mr. Neighbors poured me a glass of wine. We chatted until I finished my second glass. Mrs. Neighbors' shirt was off, and she told us that she and Mr. X are always naked first, so this time they weren't going to undress until I was naked. Mr. Neighbors invited me upstairs, and we took off running up the steps. We quickly undressed and jumped up on the bed. I texted Mr. Neighbors earlier this week and told him how much I wanted his cock in my mouth, and he responded with a message about all the things he wanted to do to me with his tongue when we saw each other again. I was on my back on the bed, and he started moving down. I stopped him, pushed him down on the bed, and climbed on top of him. I reminded him that I wanted to taste his cock first.

I love going down on Mr. Neighbors. He tastes delicious. After a while, he pulled me up to kiss him and then pushed me back on the bed so that he could resume where he'd left off. He moved his way down my body to my thighs and parted them and began stroking my insides with his fingers while his mouth did lovely things to my clit. Before I knew it, I was panting and cumming for him again. I can be very loud when I cum. Apparently Mrs. Neighbors came at the same time I did, as she and Mr. X finished up round one and Mr. Neighbors and I were concluding foreplay. The four of us decided to take a quick intermission for a condom discussion, since we missed that step last time we were together. We decided we would continue to play without using condoms, but just with each other.

Mr. X and Mrs. Neighbors went back to what they were doing, and Mr. Neighbors joined me at the edge of the bed. I sat there with him facing me. I wrapped my legs around his waist, and he entered me. I don’t believe I’d fucked in that position before. Their bed is very high, and Mr. Neighbors is quite tall. The combination made the position perfect. After a while, he followed me up onto the bed. We continued in missionary for a few minutes, and then he pulled my legs to rest on his shoulders. He nipped at the inside of my legs with his teeth, making me shake with desire.

Eventually he left me on the bed and retrieved a necktie. He had me bend over the edge of the bed while he wrapped his tie around my wrists in front of me. He spanked me while fucking me from behind. My body tingled all over, and I was awash with sensation. Excitement and pleasure coursed through me, heightened by the sting of the smacks on my ass. I don’t think I could ever tire of that feeling. There was also the mingled slight pain and pressure from Mr. Neighbor’s length. I still have to remind myself to breathe when he takes me like that.

While I still stood bent over the bed, wrists restrained, Mr. Neighbors started using his tongue to tease and play with my ass. I am ashamed to admit how much I enjoyed the rimming. I have never done it to anyone else and had experienced it only once before at the New Year’s party the year before. When he was done with that, we climbed onto the bed and continued fucking. I kissed him furiously, expressing non-verbally my gratitude for the pleasure he gave me. He wanted to tie my arms together again and have me go down on him like that, but we were too eager to finish. He said we would save that for next time. He asked where I wanted him to come this time, and I said I wanted him in my mouth again. He obliged. I swallowed greedily when his cock started pulsing and spilling his cum between my lips. I laid next to him on the bed-spent, wobbly, sated, and happy.

I am looking forward to our planned date next month for Valentine’s Day with Mr. and Mrs. Neighbors to see Fifty Shades of Gray. Perhaps Mr. Neighbors will feel inspired to reenact a scene or two. I can only hope!

A Bareback New Year's Eve

I know I am very behind in posting, and I apologize for that. Here is the tale of my 2014 New Year's Eve. We attended a James Bond themed hotel party. It was a hotel takeover, so there were only swingers everywhere. Like usual, Mr. X had been talking for weeks to some of the other couples who RSVP’d to the party, and he hoped we would meet a few new people there. The majority of our friends were not going to attend, but we knew we would probably run into Mr. and Mrs. Webcam (from the Alice in Wonderland party) and Mr. and Mrs. F (from last year’s New Year’s party). I was looking forward to spending the evening with Mr. and Mrs. Neighbors, who we invited to share our hotel suite. I also couldn’t wait to take a nap at the hotel before the party (I am very short on sleep these days with a baby), but unfortunately there was no time for a nap. I am writing this the day after the party, and even though the party was just last night, my memory of many of the details of last night are a little muddled, as a couple of things that happened have dominated my thoughts and kind of drowned everything else out.

In the late afternoon, we attended a BDSM seminar on rapid restraints with the leading local dominatrix. I am pretty ignorant when it comes to BDSM, but I’m definitely interested in exploring more bondage. I dragged Mr. X to the seminar with me. The dominatrix started by handing out safety shears (which I hadn’t known were a thing) and introducing us to one of her slaves. She talked about wrist and ankle cuffs, collars, ropes, scarves, bondage tape, static wrap, etc. She had a large cross in the room which she attached her slave to for the majority of the seminar and also duct taped his mouth. She taught us two quick rope ties, Texas cuffs and cat’s claws. I was surprised that Mr. X seemed to enjoy it more than I thought he would. Every time he tried one of the rope ties, he pulled me toward him into a kiss with a grin. We have talked about doms and subs before, and we think we are both more fitting to a submissive personality that a dominant one. Mr. X really likes when women take control. However, neither one of us is at all into the humiliation aspect of BDSM. We saw Mr. and Mrs. Webcam at the back of the room and waved to them. We had not seen them since the meet and greet we attended with them at the end of May, which was also the second failed attempt for Mr. Webcam to fuck me. We left the seminar with our safety shears, a piece of rope, and some new skills and knowledge. We knew the dominatrix would be in attendance at the after party that evening in the 50 shades themed play room and would be further instructing and guiding people.

About an hour before the party started, Mr. and Mrs. Neighbors arrived. I had been extremely keyed up and horny as hell early in the week in large part to my text conversations with Mr. Neighbors this week. I greeted Mr. Neighbors with some kisses and wanted him to take me right away, but there wasn’t time. As it was, it took almost two hours for us to get ready, so we were about two hours late for the party. Mr. X looked very dashing in his tux, as usual. I am a lucky woman. My husband is so handsome. Mr. Neighbors looked very sexy in his new suite. I was definitely looking forward to removing it later. Once we were all dressed and almost ready to go, I walked over to Mr. Neighbors to see if he approved of my dress, which he said he did. We kissed and started running our hands all over each other. Meanwhile I heard Mr. X and Mrs. Neighbors doing the same on the other side of the room, and I believe it resulted in Mrs. Neighbors completely redoing her hair before we could head downstairs. It would have been very easy for all of us to completely forego the party and stay in the room, but alas, we got ourselves back under control, put back together, and headed downstairs.

We went down to the lobby and waited in line to have our pictures taken. There was a large amount of touching and talking in line for pictures, building the sexual tension (no kissing though so that Mrs. Neighbors and I wouldn’t mess up our lip gloss until after pictures). When we were finished with pictures, we went for a walk to explore the party. We stayed for a few minutes in the main dj room where the entertainment acts were and watched a man twirl a metal-looking pipe square and cube. It wasn't the best act I've seen the party company book, but it was supposed to fit with the party theme. From there we decided to look for the gambling tables and to have a couple of drinks.

Mrs. Neighbors and I settled at a blackjack table, and Mr. X and Mr. Neighbors brought us a couple of strong glasses of sex on the beach. I was drunk almost immediately, having consumed so little alcohol in the past year. I would have been all over Mr. Neighbors if he had been standing near me, but he wasn't. He was standing behind Mrs. Neighbors tucked in the corner, and Mr. X was between us. Apparently the management of the hotel knew what type of party we were having, but the employees of the game company did not. I didn’t see her reaction, but I guess our blackjack dealer noticed Mrs. Neighbors kissing both Mr. X and Mr. Neighbors. Someone asked if she knew what kind of a party she was working, and she said she didn’t. Mrs. Neighbors jumped in talking about how first she was kissing her husband, then mine, and next she’d probably kiss me. Because I like to shock people sometimes, I took that as my cue and leaned in and kissed Mrs. Neighbors for the first time. I believe the rest of the table approved.

The boys left a little bit later to get another round of drinks. Mr. Webcam came over to say hi and that he thinks I look great. He made jokes about the 25 lbs I seem to have lost since we were together last. I think he likes me post-pregnancy. He had clearly been drinking and had a happy haze about him. He put his arm around me as we chatted. Mrs. Webcam came over for a couple of minutes as well and apologized for their lack of communication over the past few months. She told me they have just been super busy, that they’re not trying to avoid us. I said I wasn’t sure if they still wanted to be friends, and I didn’t know if she wanted me to stop texting her husband. She said no, that was fine, that he tells her when I text him and sometimes shows her my pictures on Facebook to let her know what we’re up to. She wandered away a few minutes later, presumably to continue flirting with different men. Mr. Webcam lingered and chatted with me a bit longer.

Mr. Webcam told me that they haven't been with anyone since us in May, so he's not sure if he still has the same problem going on. He told me he had a vasectomy in August, so he's not sure if that will help him. I'm not sure either since he couldn't have been afraid to get me pregnant in May since I was already 7 months along. For his sake, I hope he will be successful the next time he plays with someone. He is really sweet. He seems to still be interested in me, but he leaned in at one point and whispered that he had to tell me Mrs. Webcam isn't really interested in Mr. X anymore, which is perfectly fine. Neither one of us wants anyone to play with us if they aren't interested...and I told both Mr. and Mrs. Webcam back in May that if they just wanted to be friends, that was perfectly fine...however, the way Mr. webcam was acting, I think if he is successful with his next play time, he might someday ask again if we can hook up without Mr. X and Mrs. Webcam doing the same. He broached that subject before, and we said no. I guess Mr. and Mrs. Webcam grant each other hall passes. We'll see. He really is a sweet guy, and I do enjoy talking to him. Mrs. Neighbors told me she thinks he's a little goofy looking, but I think he gets more attractive the more you get to know him. I feel that way about most of the men I've met in the lifestyle. The more I get to know someone, the more attracted I am to them. Talking and texting really turns me on more than a person's looks and what they can do physically.

Shortly before midnight we headed into the room with the DJ where the countdown was going to happen. We danced a little, and then it was time. We counted down to midnight, and I reached up and kissed Mr. Neighbors. Then we grabbed Mr. X and Mrs. Neighbors, and I kissed my husband as well. We wished each other a happy new year and stayed there for a few minutes, just enjoying the moment, and headed back up to our room.

Soon after we returned to the room, clothes were off, and we were all on the bed. Mr. Neighbors and I had a conversation by text earlier this week about what exactly it takes to get me off, so after kissing for a little bit, he slid down my body and decided to see if he could make me cum. He had his fingers inside me and was working my clit. Everything he did was really enjoyable, but I still didn’t think it was going to work. I didn’t stop him though. I let him keep trying. As I was laying there on the bed, Mrs. Neighbors was next to me. Her body was in the opposite direction, and our heads were close together. We made eye contact several times, basking in what our husbands were doing to the other person. While I was laying there, trying to relax and enjoy what was happening and let myself get to the point of release, all of a sudden, Mrs. Neighbors was kissing me. It was nice, fun. Her husband kept at his task. After she stopped kissing me, and I was getting close to orgasm, she grabbed my hand, and I gripped it, harder and harder, the closer I got to my release. As soon as I felt it building, I gasped and cried out. I arched my back and enjoyed the ride. It felt euphoric. I needed that so much. That was only my second orgasm in the lifestyle. When I couldn’t take the pleasure anymore, I asked Mr. Neighbors to stop and pulled him up to kiss me. I thanked him repeatedly and asked him twice to get a condom.

I told Mr. Neighbors in previous conversations that if he did manage to make me cum, I would want him inside me immediately, would beg him to be inside me, which is what I was doing. I laid back, waiting for him to get the condom and slip inside me. He was there quicker than I expected and hadn’t really moved. I think in my blissed out state I assumed he must have had the condom right next to him or something, ready to go. Soon he was inside me, and my body was on fire. He stayed on top for a while, pumping and kissing, making me feel incredible. He nipped at my neck and drove me crazy. He switched and had me on all fours and took me from behind. He is easier for me to take when I’m on all fours like that than when we are both standing. I guess he doesn’t get in as far, which is good since he is long. I believe he also had me lay down on my stomach while he continued, and that felt pretty fantastic as well. While behind me, he also nipped at my back. I didn’t want him to ever stop. Eventually we were face to face again, and I kissed him fiercely. We could tell Mr. X and Mrs. Neighbors were getting close to climax. Mr. Neighbors asked me, as he always does, where I wanted him to cum. Then he said something about not being able to do like last time since there is no condom. I think I kind of froze for a second because I hadn’t fully realized what happened despite all of the sex we’d just had. I thought I’d felt some sticky pre-cum on my belly during a position switch earlier, but I was in too much of a sex haze from my orgasm to give it much thought at the time. It hit me pretty hard at that moment that he made the decision to not wear a condom without my expressed consent, especially after I asked him twice to get a condom. We ended up stopping a few minutes later without him cumming.

When we all composed ourselves and put our clothes on for the after party, there was a conversation between all of us about how everyone had just gone bareback. I guess Mr. X and Mrs. Neighbors had noticed Mr. Neighbors was not wearing a condom and decided that if we were doing that, so would they. Mr. X said he and Mrs. Neighbors had only discussed the issue briefly once. It was certainly never something Mr. Neighbors and I discussed. I was so shocked that I didn’t quite know what to do or say. I joked about how Mr. Neighbors made the executive decision to not wear a condom. I didn’t say I was upset or mad at the time, I just didn’t say a whole lot at all.

Mrs. Neighbors and I put on our lingerie. She was in a silky slip and sexy black heels. I slipped into a black and purple corset and skirt set that made my boobs look enormous. Mr. X threw on a set of pajama pants, and Mr. Neighbors put on a pair of jeans, since Mrs. Neighbors wanted him to look like Christian Gray. I had not noticed the sexy muscles at the bottom of his torso before. Sometimes just looking at him takes my breath away. I couldn’t stop staring.

I tried to put the whole no condom thing out of my mind, and we headed down to the after-party and play rooms. I was looking forward to checking out the BDSM room with Mr. Neighbors. When we arrived, we wandered to that room first. The room was filled with red light. There were two crosses set up and several other devices for bending someone over and having your way with them, including stocks. The dominatrix from the seminar earlier in the day was in one corner of the room. She was essentially fixing people to the cross and then helping the person’s partner do things to them. It looked fun but incredibly intimidating. People were waiting in line to be volunteers. When we walked in, Mr. and Mrs. H were there watching, as I suspected they might be. I remember that Mrs. H was spanked by a professional in the same room last year. We chatted for a few minutes, and Mrs. H kept touching my boobs and telling me how much she liked my outfit. It was nice to see them again. We caught up a little bit, and I told her that in the past year I started my own photography business and hope to start shooting boudoir soon. She asked if I was looking for volunteers, though I don’t know how serious she was being. We’ll see. I may hit her up later in the year to see if she is truly interested in helping me build my portfolio. Mrs. Neighbors has agreed to be my first model. Mrs. B has also recently volunteered. I am looking forward to doing those shoots.

Mr. and Mrs. H eventually wandered away, and Mr. Neighbors and I stood there for a while longer and watched the other people. On the opposite side of the room, a man appeared to be beating the living hell out of some poor girl’s ass. He started by spanking incredibly hard and fast with his hand and then pulled out a plastic paddle. I’m not sure how she wasn’t bleeding, from the way he was going at her. When he was done, and it took a really long time for him to be done, they sat under the cross, her head in his lap and a jacket covering her naked body. She looked totally spent but completely content. While I love the way Mr. Neighbors spanks me, I don’t think I could ever enjoy someone be that rough with me. Meanwhile, Mr. X and Mrs. Neighbors decided to wander off together, which didn’t make either Mr. Neighbors or me bat an eye. We had a conversation that I always find awkward but necessary to have with couples whom you plan to have repeated and frequent play dates. Mr. Neighbors said he wanted me to know that as our friendship progresses, he is never going to break up his family for me, even if I have feelings for him like that. I said he absolutely doesn’t have to worry about anything like that, that Mr. X and I have fought too hard in our relationship to stay together that nothing will ever tear us apart. We have two children and are each other’s whole lives. I said that I tell my friends that I love them, that I do it very frequently, and that I am a very affectionate person. However, if I say that I love him or the two of them, that it does not mean that I’m in love with him or would want to break up his family. Things were a little bit awkward after that, between that conversation and the bareback incident. However, I wanted to continue enjoying the evening. Mr. X and Mrs. Neighbors came back and found us. They said that while they’d been playing in one of the other rooms, a gentleman approached them and asked Mrs. Neighbors if Mr. X could fuck his wife. She told him that unfortunately she could not grant that permission since he was not hers. I guess he found it strange that they weren’t near their spouses when they were playing.

The four of us decided to check out another play room. We ended up in the room containing the sex swing, the swing in which I lost my swinger virginity at the 2013 Halloween party. The four of us sat on an inflatable couch, which I did not realize had restraints attached to it. That could have been fun to use. While we sat on that couch, I sat in Mr. Neighbors’ lap, facing and straddling him. He pulled down his jeans just enough to remove his cock and slip it inside me. He kept lifting my skirt in the back and teased my ass while I rode him. He knows I am interested in anal sex but don’t have much experience. I think he enjoys it very much with Mrs. Neighbors and may eventually be interested in pursuing it with me. While Mr. Neighbors and I fucked on the couch, Mr. X and Mrs. Neighbors decided to give the swing a shot. After a few minutes, Mr. Neighbors asked if it was ok for him to take a break and go slip his dick in his wife’s mouth while Mr. X fucked her. I said that was perfectly fine, so we went to the other side of the room to a couch with a front row view of the swing. A crowd had gathered around them and was being pretty loud. It looked like the two of them were having quite a good time. However, Mr. Neighbors did not really have a chance to get up and join them. He sat with me, and we watched. Mr. Neighbors promised me he was not done yet, that he would still cum in my mouth, that he just hadn’t been ready to finish earlier before the after-party.

We headed upstairs around 3:30, and soon everyone was naked again and fucking. I suffer from motion sickness pretty badly, and I had no idea prior to this evening that I could experience motion sickness during sex. Simply having two couples having sex simultaneously on the bed made me feel a bit ill, but it was so worth it. I could not have asked for a more enjoyable evening, despite the bareback surprise.

Over the next couple of days, Mrs. Neighbors and I talked about what had happened pretty extensively. It sounded to me like having sex without condoms was something they had discussed a couple of times and thought we would be on board with. Mr. Neighbors has some hearing loss, so it is entirely possible that he may not have heard me ask him to get a condom, and to be fair, I was begging him to be inside me at the time. We may or may not decide this is a practice we want to continue in the future. Overall, we had a great night.

I am posting this entry about six months after the event, so quite a bit has happened since that night. I will get into most of that in coming entries, but I wanted to mention now that Mr. X and I had a conversation about this night a couple of months ago. I don’t know why we didn’t talk about this sooner, but Mr. X revealed to me that watching me have sex with someone else without a condom was a huge turn on for him. He said he loved watching me fuck Mr. Neighbors that way and likes the idea of another man cumming in me someday. I was shocked. This seemed to be the complete opposite of things he said when we first started swinging. I remember Mr. and Mrs. C mentioning a long time ago that they had fantasies like that, and Mr. X was not open to that at all. Mr. B also often makes comments about wanting to fill me up with cum, and Mr. X also never really seemed interested in this either. So, I don’t know if Mr. X actually seeing me have sex that way changed his opinion, but we’ll see if we decide to pursue anything like this in the future.