This is another story about the swinging adventures of Bob, and his beautiful Asian wife Barb. They were relatively new to the lifestyle, but they enjoyed it immensely. Barb and Bob always party together with single men or woman, couples, or a group.
Like other Barb and Bob stories, this one is told in segments by either
Barb
or
Bob
. This makes it possible to see things from a more accurate point of view at a point in time. As the story develops, it also more shows clearly what each of them is doing or watching.
Bob
...
The lifestyle group we belong to holds a party monthly and for special holidays like New Years. Parties are held in homes and hotels, depending on who is hosting. For our August party, Tony, one of the members, offered to host it at his house, which was a small mansion on a lake. As soon as we got the email invitation, knowing Tony and having heard so much about his home we RSVP'd, looking forward to it.
Barb
...
It was finally the day of the party. Bob and I went through our pre-party preparations. A light meal was enough so later we wouldn't be hungry or stuffed. Bob shaved, showered, and put on a little cologne. When he was done I took my shower, shampooed and conditioned my hair so it would be bright and shiny. After drying and brushing my hair, was the most important part - my makeup, foundation, rouge, eye shadow, eye lashes, lipstick. But not too much in case (or more likely when) something got on my face that could make it run. Last, wardrobe. Not too important for a couple of reasons. First, the party is informal. Second, if all went as we hoped, we wouldn't be dressed for long. Today I chose tight white slacks and a black and white pullover top, and low heels. Last came a dab of parfum on strategic spots.
At Tony's house as the guests arrived, they greeted each other, socialized and sipped the champagne that Tony, always being a classy host, had put out. Soon enough people were drifting away to indulge their erotic pleasures.
Bob and I split up to do our own thing allowing us our own new adventures and to pursue our own passions. I went out to the large, screened lanai that overlooked the lake behind the house. It was beautiful with an outdoor kitchen, bar, ceiling fans, and a big-screen TV. Upscale furnishings included several comfortable chairs, a couple of couches, a pair of chaise lounges, a wet bar, and an outdoor dining set.
On the TV a porn was playing. I was completely engrossed in the adult video as I lay back on the chaise, totally unaware of anything around me. It startled me when I heard, "How's my favorite Asian?" Behind me stood my good friend Ray, grinning lustfully. Bending down he gave me a hug and a kiss.
To explain, Ray is a wonderful fuck friend. What I love most about Ray are his eat pussy skills. He is a cunnilingus connoisseur, the best pussy eater that ever went down on me! Exactly what makes him so good in my opinion is hard to say. I think part of it is, he doesn't start by trying to devour my vagina like it's a juicy steak and he's starving. He approaches it like a dainty delicacy to be slowly savored, taking time to enjoy all the subtle tastes and fragrances it affords. But not selfishly, being sure that all parts - labia, vulva, clitoris, and love canal get the right amount of attention at the right time, not rushing to try to get me off as fast as possible, not focusing on just one spot. He mixes up his technique, using his tongue up and down, side to side, and in circles. From my point of view, he doesn't eat pussy; he makes love to it with his mouth.
"Ray, it's great to see you!" I said with a smile After we chatted for a few minutes he said he was going to get something to drink and asked if I wanted anything. I said a cold wine cooler from the fridge. Shortly he came back with a beer in one hand, my wine cooler in the other and sat down on the end of the chaise I was lying on.
Raising his beer he said, "A toast to my beautiful friend. For all the good times we've had, and to all the good times to come."
"I'll drink to that!" I replied.
When our drinks ran out, Ray went to grab another round. This time when he came back, he motioned for me to shift over so he could sit next to me. He proposed another toast, "To more good times!"
I added, "Soon I hope!"
Bob
...
When Barb went out on the lanai I wandered around the house checking it out. I came to a large room called the Great Room, a combination living room and family room. It had a high ceiling, real wood paneling, a floor-to-ceiling fireplace, a big TV with surround sound, leather couches and recliners, a bar stocked with top shelf liquors, and the outside wall was all glass and a sliding door opening to the lanai and the whole view it afforded. A couple of single guys and women and several couples were already in the room in different stages of undress and amorous acts on the couch, chair, and floor.
