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Another house party (part 1)

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I’m eager to write about what happened this weekend, though short on time.  So bear with me if I can’t finish it all and you are left with another cliff hanger. 😉

Mr. Firm has begun reading my blog.  So far so good.  😉  He really seems to like it!  Whew!!  Of course, when I had texted with him last, he was only back to like August of this year.  He hadn’t read about all the drama with the Professor, my past, some of my more weak, insecure postings.  If he keeps reading he will see it all, the good, the bad and the ugly.

I was totally relieved by his response to what he has read thus far.  He said not to be embarrassed, that my experiences don’t even scratch the surface of some of the stuff he has done.  I believe him, lol.  You don’t get that good in bed without some serious practice!! 😉 It’s a really good feeling to have acceptance from someone who knows me personally, after reading all I have written. I feel like I have trusted the right person.  So few men are able to truly handle my sexuality, and with him I feel safe.

He said we will have a lot to discuss and he may even make some comments on the blog.  I think that will be very educational.  I’m pretty sure he’s someone I can and will learn a LOT from, both inside and outside the bedroom.  I look forward to what the future holds in that regard, especially now that he knows some of my deep, dark desires. 😉  Of course, he said he had me pegged on a lot of that stuff already, I guess due to how we interact and in the bedroom plus what he has seen in others.

He says he is going to answer some of my questions, like what he means when he says I fuck him like he “needs” and whether I missed out on not coming for a gangbang.  LMFAO, that should be eye opening!  😉 🙂 I’m looking forward to more of his response.

In the meantime I had another interesting weekend!!  I attended another party thrown by The Host.  It wasn’t quite as fun as the last time but I had my share of adventures!

Right before leaving town, the Professor texted me.  He asked what I was doing and seemed kind of upset that I was leaving to go to a party.  I felt like he was trying to guilt trip me, like he did in the past when we were seeing each other.  Only now, he really has no excuse.  He said he knew I was probably going to “have fun” and I said “maybe” and he said “yeah right, you know you will”.  He seemed a tad jealous, but hey, he’s not fucking me, so why does it even matter anymore? It’s been 9 months since we have had sex.

Anyhow, I got to the party and was a little disappointed.  There weren’t as many people there as last time, even though I arrived almost two hours after it started.  There were a few of the same couples and people but most I didn’t recognize from the last party.  I have seen quite a few of them at other swinger clubs however.  It made me feel a little better about him not inviting Mr. Firm.  Maybe he was just trying to vary the list and only invited a handful of the same folks, like me and this couple that was in the bed with us last time.  His cousins, the two I had played with, were there and one woman who I met before who later told me she is his Aunt.  A few of the single women were the same and I figure maybe that’s because they are people he is fucking, lol.

In any case, at first I couldn’t even find HIM because I guess he was out in the garage smoking with a bunch of people, and I don’t smoke, so I hadn’t even realized they were out there.  Nevertheless, I talked a little bit with the security guys and made my way around the house to see who was there.  I spoke with a couple people I recognized before finally finding Mr. Host and him telling me where I could find some wine.  I was cautioned by several people, somewhat jokingly, not to drink too much.  I guess my passing out last time made an impression, ha!  People were monitoring my drink levels the whole entire party. :p  I was only allowed 3 cups. lol

Anyhow, I mingled and chatted and did my thing though it at first seemed a little more difficult than last time.  A few different guys kind of hit on me but none of them seemed that appealing.  Still, I tried to be friendly.

After awhile people started to go into some of the back bedrooms and close doors.  We all know what that means.  😉  So I found an excuse to make my way back to the “public” play room that was the main bedroom.  In there a woman was using a Hitachi magic wand on another woman while several couples and a few singles watched.  When I walked in the door I was invited to be next, and I obliged.

I lay on the bed, while the redheaded girl I went down on at another party cleaned off the wand.  She sprayed some cotton candy lube in my mouth, saying taste this stuff, its really good isn’t it?  She said she had gotten it at a Passion Party.  That reminds me that I have a girlfriend from high school who throws those.  She’d tried to get me to have one awhile back, a “divorce party” after my marriage fell apart, but I felt like, at the time, none of the ultra conservative Christian people I was hanging around with would have been interested, lol.

Anyhow, while like 20 people watched, she helped me pull off my clothes and boots and put the toy against my clit.  Part of the time she was fingering me as well and the whole thing felt really good.  The older black man from the previous party, the one who had cum all over my face in 15 seconds, pulled down my top and started sucking on one of my boobs.  A Mexican girl started playing with the other.  People continued to walk in and out of the room to see what was going on and she upped the vibrator to a level 5 (out of 10). It had some sort of pulsating motion that was feeling really good. She said that was her favorite level too.

The older guy moved out of the way and I think motioned to his wife, who came over and started sucking on my boob in his place. I finally came, not loudly like I sometimes do during sex, but enough that people could tell that I needed to stop.

I am not sure who all was even in there at that point but I know I’d seen the host come in and out and some other single guys. One of the security guys, the one I’d had sex with the time before, was paying attention because he commented that he’d seen I was having fun. He and I continued to flirt a bit throughout the party and he had told me he couldn’t wait to get finished “working” so we could play.

After I walked out of the room, I heard a woman moaning loudly in another bedroom. Outside the door was a guy listening in and he said “that’s my wife and the Host”. He looked to be enjoying it.

I continued to mingle and awhile later the redhead who had used the magic wand on me comes up and says in a low voice, “OMG, did you see that guy I just came out of the room with?” I said no and she was like “his dick is THIS BIG” motioning with her hands. “It was HUGE, I don’t mean just kind of huge, I mean HUGE, like where it actually hurt and I have never even seen a dick that big”. I asked who it was and she kind of described him and said he was wearing a blue shirt.

So I took note but didn’t see the guy for a bit until she passed me near the stairs and says “that’s him, over there”. Oh, okay, that guy had been trying to hit on me earlier and I thought he was lame. I’d gotten kind of bored and made an excuse to ditch him. Now, I was sufficiently curious, lmao. I decided I’d have to let him try again later. 😉

So after awhile I see him and the redheaded girl together on the couch and I decided to join them. I sat on the other side of her and they were sharing pictures and looking at the swinger site. She kind of discreetly flashes me a dick pic that he had just sent on her phone. It did look pretty big, though you can’t always tell in a picture. I had to see this in real time to decide if I agreed, lol. The three of us talked for a couple minutes before she got up and left.

Of course, then he starts trying to talk to me again. I listened while he told me how he would love to take me on a date and to the movies and out to eat. He said I seem like the type of girl that would love to go to “vanilla parties” and just do “vanilla” things with him. WTF? Why would I be here then?? I figured he must be worn out from the sex and was trying to make a date for later because of that.

He blabbed on and on about how all the white girls where I live are so enlightened and intelligent and they all listen to rnb (because I said that was my favorite genre when he asked). Yeah right! I live in a racist, redneck hell-hole that doesn’t even HAVE an rnb station, and most people there listen to country music and lame ass pop. Whatever, but he was clearly trying to flatter me that way.

I’m thinking, I wish this guy would just shut up and pull out his cock already, lol. We exchanged numbers, and FINALLY he kisses me. We made out for a little bit before he asked me if I wanted to go back to one of the bedrooms.

So we go in the room and clothes start coming off and and he finally pulls off his pants. That girl was NOT LYING, lmao!! He was freaking HUGE! He had to be over 10 inches and as thick as my wrist!! It was like a freaking tree trunk! I was seriously kind of glancing down there thinking “oh crap, I don’t know if I can do this” haha.

I started giving him a blow job and was very thankful for the practice I’ve had with my fuck buddy and someone who was really thick around. Because I at least had some idea what to do when you can barely get your mouth around it. He seemed to be enjoying it a lot. He went down on me too and was pretty good at that.

He put on a condom (yeah all those guys who claim that their magnum condoms are too tight are lying, lmao, cause if this guy could wear one anyone could). The sex was fairly good, though he had to go slow. When he asked me to get on my hands and knees though, I was a bit reluctant. I’m thinking, how the fuck does he think I am going to be able to do that?? Hahaha but I just said “BE CAREFUL” and we kind of managed, with him going very slow. It still hurt at some angles and it wasn’t like we could finish that way.

He pulled out, took off the condom, and I blew him some more. He asked if he could cum in my mouth and I didn’t answer right away. I really didn’t want him to. I love it when its with a guy I am into, but really, those are few and far between. With most guys it seems repulsive. It’s like a mental block, I have to be really into the guy or the sex to want to swallow his cum.

He asked again and I kind of shook my head no. So he pulled it out and said then he was gonna save his cum for next time, so I’d be sure to have something to come back for. :p Asshole, lol.

Don’t think I finished here, though that was mostly the end with that particular guy. There’s still lots more to tell. I have to get off the library computer now though. Booo!! Till next time!

Orgy party, part 1

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I had quite the fuckfest this weekend. 🙂  Unfortunately my computer is still giving me problems and so I am at the library with only time for a short write up.   I’ll try to make it brief.

My second house party was this weekend.  I was invited by a man I will refer to as Mr. Host.  He’s got an office job that he does from home as well as a job in security where he is some sort of manager.  He is the one I went out on a date with, with a couple where he was here to have sex with the wife, but who had yet to try and fuck me.  He had suggested I help him out with his parties by assisting in greeting people and possibly joining his couples profile (I haven’t agreed to do that but he wanted me to think about it). 

Anyhow, he wired me some gas money to come up there and added in a little extra for food and liquor.  In total, because he ended up helping me with gas on my way home, he gave me $100.  He had also said if I showed up early enough before the party he would take me to buy a Santa outfit to wear from Victoria’s Secret. 

Unfortunately (well, it ended up being rather fortunately) I was unable to make it by the time he suggested.  Instead, I opted to meet Mr. Firm at his hotel beforehand.  Whooo, am I glad I did that!  OMFG that man can fuck!!  We actually had the hotel front desk person call and then knock on the door, due to a noise complaint, lmao.  :::: Blushing :::  but it’s his fault ;).

God, he is soooo good, and I couldn’t say enough things about how wonderful and perfect he is, in every way.  He’s like the most awesomest fwb any woman could ever hope for.  Sooo glad I met him!!  Not only is he my second favorite sex of all time, but he’s just cool as hell as a person.  He gives the best advice, he’s honest and knows how to set boundaries and make me feel comfortable with things.  He’s been in the lifestyle for like 9 years or more, so I’m sure that helps.

There were at least two other women (wives) that had contacted him prior to the party and wanted to meet (fuck) him.  He let me know about this upfront and told me exactly how he would act towards me at the party.  He said he would flirt with me and probably fuck me and dance together and that if things got uncomfortable with staying at the host house, I could come to his hotel with him.  Then he also let me know that he would probably fuck these other women too and maybe have a couple back to his hotel at some point.  He just wanted to be sure I knew that.  I really LIKE it when a guy is honest with me like that because it helps me to be mentally prepared for what may happen and then I can handle it all.

At one point I did kind of question him about how he was going to be able to handle it.  I asked if all these women wanted to fuck him, if he thought he’d really be up to the task.  He was like “I’ll eat my Wheaties” which made me bust out laughing.  I’m telling you, he is really my kind of guy, and smart too! Of course he’s taken and totally unavailable for more than a fwb thing but he doesn’t lead me on about that or anything either. 

I think it was a really good move to have me with him at the hotel first.   He fucked the hell out of me and I would have been happy as a clam if that was all the sex I got.  He later said the same thing, it would have made him happy enough too, but we both ended up having some other fun. 😉

I showered in his hotel room and then headed off to the party.  He told me he’d be fashionably late, an hour or so later, and did exactly as he promised. 

At the door were some security guys who turned out to be cousins of the host.  They weren’t there from the swinger website and Mr. Host said they were more there to keep an eye on things than to play, but they could and might later on.  I thought they were kind of hot and could tell they liked me too.

Mr. Host got me set up with a wine glass (everyone else was drinking out of plastic cups) and my wine I had bought with the money.  He told me to greet people and flirt and have fun.  So, I flitted about like a little social butterfly and did just that.  It was actually kind of fun not having a guy with me because I was free to talk to pretty much anyone without any worries. 

When Mr. Firm arrived we didn’t spend a lot of time together, but I’d walk by him and we’d stop and kiss for a little bit, or he’d grab my ass and wink or something and we’d smile at each other.  I bragged on him a little bit to a couple of other women and one of them agreed.  She’d apparently fucked him before too, but I can’t even remember who it was. 

I know the other lady was the one who had called me a bitch and gone out with the Referee at the last party.  I made up with her too.  I went up to her and was nice and told her not to worry about all that stuff and that I loved her dress, was girlfriend chatty with her and hugged her and stuff. She seemed relieved.  What can I say, when I get to drinking I am usually super friendly and touchy feely with people.

What’s funny is that she later validated Mr. Firm and said she hopes to see him again.  He said he’d only briefly even spoken to her and I said it must have been my reference, ha! Everyone else seemed really nice and Mr. Motorcycle never showed up. 
I danced on the pole in the basement for awhile, though it was thicker than a “real” pole so a little harder to do, lol. I was feeling great.

Unfortunately, by around 10 pm I had drunk over a bottle and a half of 10% alcohol wine and was not feeling so hot.  I went into a back room and the security guys helped me change clothes into a bustier and garter and g-string but I suddenly felt too dizzy to get up.  I ended up on the floor of the bathroom feeling sick (though I never threw up or anything) and they carried me to the master bed, where I passed out for like 4 hours.

Mr. Firm said a lot more people came to the party and there were some threesomes and foursomes but he didn’t do that this time.  He did say he played some but didn’t specify with who.  He says he had fun and that he had gone back and seen me out cold once on the bed.  When I woke up he was gone and when I tried to text he was already asleep. (He said no one had come back to his hotel). 

I was still dizzy but had gotten up and walked through the house to see who was still around.  There were a few couples and single women lingering, as well as the security guys, but it was 2 am.  I lay down on the bed and an older man who had been checking on me from time to time came in.  He saw I was feeling better and said he wanted to make me enjoy myself.  He pulled aside my panties and started licking.  Holy hell, he was good with his tongue! 

He started fingering me and it was feeling really good but I was still dizzy.  He stopped and said that was just a preview of what would come later, winked and walked out of the room.  5 seconds later, in walks two of the security dudes.  They saw me lying there looking better and obviously a little bit horny.  One guy said he thought I was the hottest woman there and he’d been waiting for this all night.  They had been coming in to check on me and giving me drinks of ice water and making sure I was okay from time to time because Mr. Host had asked them too. 

Earlier in the night these guys had joked with me that they come as a “packaged deal”.  Well, yeah.  They are cousins and I fucked the one and gave the other a blow job, at the same time.  I was still dizzy so ended up being on my side for a bit, but the one guy I blew came all over my chest and the other one finished up in the condom he was wearing.  He was like “damn that pussy is good, I’m definitely going to come here and see you again”.  Then they left.

Damn…this is just the beginning but I have to get off the library computer.  They close in 5 min.  To be continued…..

 

 

 

Plotting my revenge…

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Revenge is sweet….and 6’6”, and 265 lbs of solid muscle, with a very large cock, (from what I’ve heard), and beautiful dark skin and a sexy Jamaican accent.  Oh and his job involves some kind of therapy with patients, though he says he’s not a doctor yet.  I know he looks good because I’ve met him before, and guess where?? LMAO

Remember that hotel swinger party I told you all about?  The one where I found out the Professor had been lying to me and gone to the Christmas party and denied it?  If not, the story is here:  When being open isn’t enough.  Anyhow, this is the guy who was there with the woman who told me she’d met the Professor at that previous party.

He and I had been giving each other “looks” all night and I knew he wanted to hook up.  The girl he was with seemed game and had asked if the Professor and I would like to join them back in their hotel room.  Because the Professor knew I was upset he had been kind of preventing this from happening.

We eventually ended up in another room, watching people, and they were there.  He wasn’t participating, but was taking pictures, so I haven’t seen his cock yet.  However, the good looking, white, bisexual guy had been telling us, before we met him, that this guy was not only huge but had a gigantic cock that was “like this thick,” motioning with his fingers in a big circle. He was asking if we’d seen it and trying to find pictures of it on the swinger site on his phone, lol.

So anyway, it was clear the Prof didn’t want me to hook up with him, or anyone else that night, and I didn’t.  Heck, I didn’t even hook up with HIM because I was pissed about being lied to.  Still, I WOULD have played with others at the party, it was him holding me back (kind of understandable because I was not feeling too kindly towards the Professor, and I can see how that would make him insecure).  Now that I’ve talked to this guy a bit I know it was obvious.

See, since the breakup with the Professor I’d actually done a little searching on the swinger site and had in the back of my mind that I would like to find this guy, but never did.  So yesterday, I happened to check my Plenty of Fish account and guess who had emailed me THERE?  It had been three days since he emailed but I was quite happy to hear from him.  Here’s how the conversation went down:

Him:  Hello Gorgeous!  So nice to see you on here. Do you remember me?

(I had to go look at his profile because his main one shows his face from a side angle and I couldn’t really tell).

Me:  OMG, I didn’t until just now I went back and looked at your pics, lol. You were at that hotel swinger party! 😉 Hi!!

Him: That’s right, I was. How are you?

We kept looking at each other and I wondered if you wanted to play, but Xxxxx (The Professor, he knew his name which makes me wonder) seemed to wanted you all for himself. I really wanted to play with you that
night.

Yeah, we had totally been giving each other the “eye” lol. Not really behind the Professor’s back, since it was a swinger party and all, but kind of. You know how it is. He and I were in an argument but this guy kept looking at me and he WAS cute.

Then he asked my profile name and gave me his on the swinger site, and he gave his number to text.  He’s at work so we’ve been texting here and there and hopefully will be meeting up soon.  He lives a couple of hours away, in another state, so it’s kind of amazing he found me on POF, lol. 

He plays with that girl here and says they are just “really good friends” but not dating.  He had asked if the Professor and I were seeing each other and I explained it as best I could, briefly over text.  I have to wonder about the “really good friends” with this other woman part.  That’s how the Professor describes the married woman to this day and would have said the same thing about me.  Bleah.  At least this time maybe I can guard my heart a little more carefully.

In any case we may be meeting up here in a couple of days.  :::Squeal::: I am excited!!  He’s a total gentleman on his profile and over text and has great reviews.  I think we will hit it off.  He has a particular weekday that he is available to drive up this way because he has his kids or work on the weekends. 

I would love for this to work out as another FWB type scenario for me.  He’s my age and so far I like him a lot.  I know the Prof would totally hate this but hey, he’s the one who wanted to end things.  Part of me feels a little guilty because I don’t want to hurt him and I do still care a lot and have feelings, but at the same time, I owe him nothing in that regard. 

Like I said, I’m still a little puzzled as to how he knows the Professor’s name too.  I know the Prof had met that girl at the Christmas party but for some reason I thought she was there alone.  I also know they had emailed a bit.  It will be interesting to find out if he’s gone to OTHER parties since then or if this guy just has a good memory or what, because I got the impression at the hotel party that was the first time they had met.  Hmmmm…

Dang, what is it with these super tall guys all of a sudden?  LOL  I’m not kidding this guy is huge, hope I can take that big cock too.  I’m thinking the guy said it was like 10 inches.  Eeek! 

So here’s to my bittersweet revenge…::: rubbing my hands together :::….wish me luck!! 😉 🙂

Muahahahaha…..