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.