I Went To A Sizzling Hot Orgy And Learned I "Do It' Like A Rock Star

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I was lucky enough to travel to San Francisco to attend my paramour Wes’s birthday party, which took place in the form of a sensual and erotic formal dinner, followed by a play party.

It was one of the most liberating and sexy experiences I’ve had.

Being in that huge space, surrounded by like-minded individuals, indulging in amazing food, wine, and then all kinds of touch was an outstanding experience.

The event was run by Our Gourmet Life, and those of you who have seen the film Marriage 2.0 would recognize the space, since the big dinner party and bathroom play party scene took place there.

There was an incredible meal served by sexy, masked servers who touched and tantalized as they made their way around the room.

The food was sensuous and flavorful, but they knew not to serve huge portions so we wouldn’t be too full to segue into the onsite play party after the meal.

After a rather disastrous experience at the play party in Portland a few weeks earlier, I was pretty nervous about my ability to be present for and enjoy the play portion of the evening.

When someone declared, ‘Take off your clothes!’ while the birthday boy was out of the room, instead of worrying if people would judge me, I decided to utilize the bravery of the enthusiastic people as my own and dove head-first into the proceedings, stripping down to my sexy undies instantly.

When Wes returned, he was happily surprised to be greeted by a room full of people in their underwear.

Emboldened by my uncharacteristic bravery, I kept channeling it, and once we’d moved into the play space, I asked a fully-dressed guy I didn’t know very well if he thought he was wearing too many clothes and if he wanted me to help remedy that.

He did want that.

Shortly after, when the first few people got completely naked, I did the same, and one of the sexy party-goers crossed the room excitedly to get his hands on my body. I stood for several minutes while a group of 5 or 6 people touched and stroked me and made jokes about my ass being Grade A imported Canadian beef.

Heaven!

From here, my memory of the night gets rather blurry, but I have flashes of the exceptional moments of the play party. 

Squirting into the eager mouth of Olivia, a woman I’d met but barely known previously, as she went down on me.

Bracing a desk against the force of a man penetrating his wife on it while I fingered Olivia on the same desk.

Watching Raina and Olivia together. The love and intimacy between the girlfriends was incredibly moving to witness.

Discovering that someone I thought was extremely confident — and who I'd suspected had deliberately snubbed and ignored me last year — was actually an incredibly shy in person, and was even shyer about asking for what she wanted. When I had sex with her, she was too shy to let go enough to orgasm.

Having sex with one woman, then jokingly calling out, “Next!,” and having another woman immediately ask me to do her.

I did a quick condom change, then was back at it with her stunning red heels wrapped around my neck.

Being told I f*cked like a rock star by an impressed party-goer.

Doing gratuitous bending to pick things up off the floor. Getting spanked by my husband, Flick, in that fully bent over position until my legs gave out.

Asking for a kiss from the sexiest server, who’d stayed for the party, and receiving delicious biting kisses from her.

Licking Olivia’s husband’s come off her stomach after he left to clean up. Kissing her deeply. Kissing him upon his return.

Blowing Flick on the desk while Raina played with his nipples and Olivia pressed up behind me, stroking and kissing me until she moved to fondle his balls and he came down my throat.

Lying side by side with Raina as we got off with our electronics of choice.

Having to fight off the foot cramps from all the strenuous sex I’d had.

Flick working me over with a dildo while I used my vibe.

Having convulsive pleasure waves that reportedly had people watching from all around the room.

And an hysterical laugh-gasm when I finally turned onto my stomach to get off.

If you happen to be in the Bay area with sexy friends (or not, if you’re better at strangers than I am) and if your budget allows, I’d highly recommend attending such a party.

It’s an outstanding experience I’m glad I got to have.

And it’s true.

I totally do f*ck like a rock star.

Listen now: On this episode of Life On The Swingset: The Podcast, we discuss the blurring of the line between swinging and polyamory and how things tend to evolve in ways well beyond our expectations.

This article was originally published at Life on the Swingset. Reprinted with permission from the author.

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