blissed out this weekend...
Posted: Mon Aug 12, 2013 7:24 amStill glowing from all the sex this weekend. In fact I still want more.
I couldn't find a dress for this swing party hubby and I have attended for years. You can wear one of two colors. Going throught my wardrobe I found a ton of sheer clothing which can't be worn outside traveling to the event. And leather clothes, which are just too hot to wear in the summer. But nothing in the specific colors that is a bit more formal. *pouting* My last ditch effort was a neighborhood thrift store where I usually find hidden jewels. Like the sweet silk Ralph Lauren sweater for $5 I found the week before. I'll have to wear it for you too. I find dresses, but most are not hot, sexy and glitzy in the color pallet I'm looking for. And just as I'm about to give up, something shiny crosses my eye. There are two short black sequin dresses that would be perfect... if they fit. One a size small (I'm usually a medium) and the other a size 5 (I'm more a 7/8). They both miraculously fit but I end up choosing the black sequin dress with sheer black nylon cutouts and a haltered neck with a dainty button at the nape of my neck. It is clingy and short to show off my bare long legs. And it's original price tag is still on it! $10 later I've finally gotten something to party in. Yay me!
I look pretty damn hot in it with my killer platform heels. Dropped the jaw of a neighbor walking their dog when we left. And when we arrive there are plenty of well dressed suits and glitzed up hotties to get my motor started. A little mingling, dancing, and flirting later we find ourselves in a room with large heart shaped voyeur windows dotting the walls. The couple we brought were a little too shy for me, but with some verbal cues I got them out of their "missionary" mentality a bit. When we left the doors on both sides of our room opened, and our peepers (the right place to peep on someone) came shuffling out. Some with wadded towels, others with tented pants.
After that I headed to the bar with hubby to refresh ourselves and scope out a single man for me. I like to fill my mouth with cock while I'm fucking, and the attention of two men working me into an orgasmic frenzie is just lovely. I didn't spot him until I was on the dance floor dancing circles around my husband to Beyonce's put a ring on it song with attitude. Long black hair and a slim but not too slim build. I could tell he was shy, but after taking him back to the room I think he was also a bit intimidated by me. A shame really because I like his demeanor and sweet personality. Poor thing couldn't get it up he was so nervous. not even in my mouth with my pussy in his face. So I just let him watch as hubby fucked me into a blissed out star seeing state. Then recommended he eat more L-Argenine rich foods to help him with his boner without eating the viagra he didn't want. *I'm a geek like that* I hope he emails though because I think he'd be very accommodating in the right setting.
More dancing and another couple later where the guy had a semi soft whisky dick,we finally are spent and head home for a quicky, some grub, and our own soft bed. Gotta tell you guys, I hate whisky dicks. So if liquor effects your cock, stick to juice. But overall I think there were more actual swingers and swappers at this event than straight voyeurs. Which I liked.
I couldn't find a dress for this swing party hubby and I have attended for years. You can wear one of two colors. Going throught my wardrobe I found a ton of sheer clothing which can't be worn outside traveling to the event. And leather clothes, which are just too hot to wear in the summer. But nothing in the specific colors that is a bit more formal. *pouting* My last ditch effort was a neighborhood thrift store where I usually find hidden jewels. Like the sweet silk Ralph Lauren sweater for $5 I found the week before. I'll have to wear it for you too. I find dresses, but most are not hot, sexy and glitzy in the color pallet I'm looking for. And just as I'm about to give up, something shiny crosses my eye. There are two short black sequin dresses that would be perfect... if they fit. One a size small (I'm usually a medium) and the other a size 5 (I'm more a 7/8). They both miraculously fit but I end up choosing the black sequin dress with sheer black nylon cutouts and a haltered neck with a dainty button at the nape of my neck. It is clingy and short to show off my bare long legs. And it's original price tag is still on it! $10 later I've finally gotten something to party in. Yay me!
I look pretty damn hot in it with my killer platform heels. Dropped the jaw of a neighbor walking their dog when we left. And when we arrive there are plenty of well dressed suits and glitzed up hotties to get my motor started. A little mingling, dancing, and flirting later we find ourselves in a room with large heart shaped voyeur windows dotting the walls. The couple we brought were a little too shy for me, but with some verbal cues I got them out of their "missionary" mentality a bit. When we left the doors on both sides of our room opened, and our peepers (the right place to peep on someone) came shuffling out. Some with wadded towels, others with tented pants.
After that I headed to the bar with hubby to refresh ourselves and scope out a single man for me. I like to fill my mouth with cock while I'm fucking, and the attention of two men working me into an orgasmic frenzie is just lovely. I didn't spot him until I was on the dance floor dancing circles around my husband to Beyonce's put a ring on it song with attitude. Long black hair and a slim but not too slim build. I could tell he was shy, but after taking him back to the room I think he was also a bit intimidated by me. A shame really because I like his demeanor and sweet personality. Poor thing couldn't get it up he was so nervous. not even in my mouth with my pussy in his face. So I just let him watch as hubby fucked me into a blissed out star seeing state. Then recommended he eat more L-Argenine rich foods to help him with his boner without eating the viagra he didn't want. *I'm a geek like that* I hope he emails though because I think he'd be very accommodating in the right setting.
More dancing and another couple later where the guy had a semi soft whisky dick,we finally are spent and head home for a quicky, some grub, and our own soft bed. Gotta tell you guys, I hate whisky dicks. So if liquor effects your cock, stick to juice. But overall I think there were more actual swingers and swappers at this event than straight voyeurs. Which I liked.
OR that's what YOU would do...