Swinger House Parties, Part 1:
About 20 years ago Jeff Foxworthy hit the comedy circuit with a routine about "You too might be a redneck"
Please indulge me as I spin that around with the following:
If you have been to a club, fucked a couple and didn't even catch their first names until after the deed was done... then you too might be a swinger.
If you have ever spent the weekend at another couples house, fucked them several times and don't know their last name... then you too might be a swinger.
If both of you have been surgically rendered free from pregnancy but make sure you take your small bag with condoms and lube when you go to a party... then you too might be swingers.
When you have fucked all your best friends... then you too might be a swinger.
If you go away for the weekend and have had multiple orgasms with 3-4 people other than your spouse... then you too might be a swinger.
If you go to a resort that features a nude beach and don't even bother to pack a swim suit... then you too might be a swinger.
If you go to a club at a hotel bar where swingers are known to frequent, and dress without a bra or commando, book a room at the hotel before arrival and the hotel is only 30 minutes from home... then you too might be a swinger.
Is that you? It is Dana and I.
Dana and I have been to about a dozen swinger house parties and several on/off premises swing clubs. Several fall into a category of barely worth mentioning. For instance, a group of 6-8 couples have a few drinks then the girls flirt and play with each other while the husbands watch. on the other hand, several others fall under the heading 'Oh Hell Yea That Was Fun'. And then there are the
epic
parties. The type of parties that need to be in the record books. This will be a four part series detailing such epic parties.
Let's get right into it!
Dana and I were traveling together and she researched the area for swing clubs. Dana always has a piece of luggage specifically for her
party/play wear
. She always includes 2-3 low cut or see through tops, a couple of short shirts, at least one dress she pours herself into and of course her catch-me...fuck-me high heels.
Some women look dynamite naked, some look better with clothes on. Dana is a stunning looker either way. She is 5'3" and 130 pounds so high heels are something she enjoys wearing, naked or dressed.
Most men are easily distracted away from her Irish features and green eyes as soon as they see her tits.
We are not Barbie and Ken but I'm Jerry, 5'10" and 170 pounds. I have been asked several times by women if I'm Sam Elliot. I don't see it and the ladies aren't wearing glasses, but I'll be whatever she wants.
Dana found an interesting club not far from where we had been staying/working. On Thursday evening we relocated to a hotel closer to the club. Friday night promised to be a target rich environment. Dana dressed to impress and we headed for the club about 9:00. We were impressed. The club was clean, well appointed, non-smoking with a well appointed BYOB bar.
That early the club was only half full and we toured the club to get our bearings. We had a few drinks and danced together to several songs.
We were always scanning the crowd, looking for a compatible couple. While waiting at the bar or standing about we made eye contact and chatted with 3-4 potential couples.
The restrooms were on a corridor off the dance floor. Just before the bathrooms, at an intersection in the corridors, the club had designed a small room as an exhibitionist room. The only thing in the room was a bed. The lights were dim but that added to the eroticism. It was a corner room and had large windows on two adjacent walls.
The door was closed. A nude couple was on the bed, Their clothes were hung on the back of the door. He was on his back and she was on him in a 69. She had positioned him for maximum voyeuristic viewing from either window. She wasn't just sucking his cock she was worshiping it..