7. The One That Was The Leap Into A New Lifestyle
- Jessica Rabbit
- Nov 17, 2017
- 4 min read
The first private party that Six and I went to - that is, a party that members on the website organised at a private venue, not a swingers party - as a couple was to be a fairly small gathering of between 5 to 10 couples in their 20s and 30s. It was being hosted by an attractive couple in their late 20s who had never hosted a party before but seemed to have done their research based on our short phone conversation.
After sharing some face photos then ‘passing’ the phone call test, we were sent the details for the party via text message. Even just reading the details made me feel giddy with nervous excitement, and the next couple of weeks leading up to it were equally nerve-wracking. On the drive there, Six and I discussed what would and wouldn’t be okay at the party in terms of our boundaries, and decided that we would play it by ear.
There was a total of 7 couples and two singles (1 male, 1 female) at the party and every single one of them was hot. Hot hot hot. Every female was given wristbands and the premise was that unless the other person gave you a wristband they were off bounds and didn’t want to play with you. I gave a wristband to every couple – everyone except for the 1 single male.
After a few hours of chatting downstairs, the hosts if everyone would like to move upstairs. They had a huge bedroom, and it was set up with a large king sized bed, three queen mattresses spaces out around the floor and a large armless lounge.
Everyone ended up sprawled out on the ground next to their own partners, before the girls kicked things off with some kissing and undressing. Being a size 10 at the time with F cup breasts, the other females were fascinated with my body, and at one stage four of the other women were undressing me and touching me, one on each breast, one kissing my neck from behind and another kissing my mouth. It was intense. So fucking sexy.
The men slowly starting moving towards us and engaging with their own partners while the girls continue to interact with each other. It went on that way with a bit of light foreplay before one of the couples got dressed and left the room – we found out later that they decided it was too much for then. Everyone else continued playing with their partners, things getting more hot and heavy, until one of the guys – Seven - asked Six (who was experiencing some stage fright and focusing his attention on pleasing me rather than reverse) if he could ‘try’ me. Six looked at me and nodded – I’d already given Seven a bracelet so he knew I was willing.
I was stroking Six when Seven, a tall, muscular but lean blonde with a sexy surfie look leaned over and kissed me hard, sticking his tongue in my mouth. The taste and smell of cigarette invaded my mouth and nose and I pulled back before I gagged, making moves to go down on Six as a bit of an excuse not to kiss him again. It was like licking an ash tray. Ugh. I was still kneeling over Six’s lap trying but failing to get him going when Seven positioned himself behind me and slid on a condom, lifting my hips to get a good angle for entry. I opened my eyes and watched Six for his reaction as Seven worked his way into me. He wasn’t as thick as Six but he was fairly lengthy and seemed to be aware of that fact as he took his time easing inside of me. When Seven really started to go to town, I let Six slip out of my mouth and just held onto him, unsure what he was thinking but losing myself in the moment. Seven seemed to want to save himself for his partner (fine by me) and stopped shortly after, slipping off his condom, giving me a peck (no tongue, thank God) then returning to his partner.
Not long after that, everyone seemed to wind down at the same time, a sweaty, dishevelled pile of spent bodies all tangled on the mattresses and bed, hands all reaching out to the closest bodies to idly stroke. We all lay like that for quite a while, drinking and chatting before getting dressed and calling it a night. We promised to all catch up again and all those other platitudes before heading in the car for a debrief. I asked Six how he felt the whole thing – he promised me that he ‘didn’t mind it’ but that he was more disappointed that he didn’t get to have fun. Next time, we both said. We did see Seven and his wife at another party but didn’t really spend much time talking to them, let alone anything else. We did, however, see the hosts again for a little two on two…
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