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Sanz77
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It was my first time going to a swingers party with my wife. We had talked about it for a long time, on our honeymoon in fact, mostly joking at the time but over the last seven years we had gotten more serious about it. We were both 33 now, and we wanted to kick the action up.
A friend of ours who is perpetually single had always talked about these parties she throws for people looking to let their inhibitions go, have a couple drinks, and get lost in lust for an evening here and there throughout the year. It just so happened tonight was the last one of the summer.
The house was beautiful, overlooking the Pacific Ocean, 10 bedrooms, as many bathrooms, a pool, a jacuzzi, three bars scattered throughout and all the good play things that a swingers house might have. I'm nervous, like really nervous, my wife and I had already agreed that we would go our separate ways initially and just, have a look around.
I walk in and there are already a couple dozen people there from the age of 21 to 50. Men and women, dispersed about, some already all over each other, others just striking conversation. My cock is already tingling, my heart is racing. I've run triathalons, played soccer in college, and love the anxiety before a good competition, but I have never felt a feeling quite like this.
To the bar! I think to myself. SO hopeful that I can find a woman to get into it with and shoot my libido into overdrive.
A friend of ours who is perpetually single had always talked about these parties she throws for people looking to let their inhibitions go, have a couple drinks, and get lost in lust for an evening here and there throughout the year. It just so happened tonight was the last one of the summer.
The house was beautiful, overlooking the Pacific Ocean, 10 bedrooms, as many bathrooms, a pool, a jacuzzi, three bars scattered throughout and all the good play things that a swingers house might have. I'm nervous, like really nervous, my wife and I had already agreed that we would go our separate ways initially and just, have a look around.
I walk in and there are already a couple dozen people there from the age of 21 to 50. Men and women, dispersed about, some already all over each other, others just striking conversation. My cock is already tingling, my heart is racing. I've run triathalons, played soccer in college, and love the anxiety before a good competition, but I have never felt a feeling quite like this.
To the bar! I think to myself. SO hopeful that I can find a woman to get into it with and shoot my libido into overdrive.
