Swinger's Party (Part I)

This past weekend, Jasper and I went to a XXX-Mas party. It was our first swinger’s party, and we were a little nervous. No better way to fight nerves than by looking fabulous! I was dressed to the nines in a very sexy little Santa’s helper outfit – a shiny, green, halter dress with white fluffy trim at the hem, white fishnet thigh-high stockings and knee-high white boots with faux laces up the front (there was also a zipper).

We arrived at the hotel, hung up our coats, and walked to the table to check-in and pay. I went to the area that said First Time Attendees.

I did a double take. Tapped Jasper on the shoulder and said, "Look forward."

He, of course, thought I was going to be pointing out a really nice ass or something.

No. Unh-uh.

There was my big sister (5 years older than me) with a huge doey smile on her face!

I had no. fucking. clue. she would be there.

Oddly, like a week or so before the party, Jasper, jokingly, said to me, "Wouldn't it be weird if we ran into your sister and her husband at the party?" I had said whatever. They totally won't be there. They're not swingers! He pointed out a couple of things he'd noticed over the years, but we’d pretty much dismissed it as an unlikelihood.

Not only were they there. BUT they were working (she at the registration table; he doing security)! Turns out they've been working these parties for the past FOUR years and have been swinging for TEN!

Jasper had totally called it!

My BIL had seen us walk in, so he’d warned my sister before we even saw her.

Still, she was so flustered that we were there, that she forgot to have us sign the form we needed to sign and everything else first-timers were supposed to do. My BIL had to come find us and have us return to the table and do all those things.

It was so crazy that they were there! It took a couple hours (who am I kidding? I'm still a little weirded out by it) to come to grips with her being there.

Of course, after a few drinks, it started to bother me less, and I insisted we pose with Santa together. The person taking the photos suggested to his wife that we should kiss above Santa. Her reaction? “They’re sisters! That wouldn’t be good.” True. I don’t think either of us would’ve been up for that. We got to fight over Santa instead. Hopefully the pics turned out well. Supposedly, they should be available for download in a few days.

I started telling everyone she was my sister. :) Not sure she appreciated that. haha!

The party was good. Fun. My BIL described it as a high school dance, but for the adult, swinging folk. There was a bar and a lot of tables and a small dance floor with a DJ. There wasn't really supposed to be any action at the party. It’s not like it was an orgy or anything. Quite a few skirts/dresses came up (yeah, mine included), and a few boobs came out, and there was some minor making out, of course, but in general it was mostly just flirting and dancing. It was more like a party where you can just meet others in the Lifestyle. After the party, there was a playroom that you could go to. No single men, no overly intoxicated people. The party was at a hotel, so a lot of people had gotten rooms as well.

Since it was our first time, and a lot of people already knew each other, we were pretty wall-floweresqe for the first few hours. Besides, I was still pretty tripped out about my sister being there, and Jasper was checking everyone out—looking to see if we would run into anyone else we knew. We were nervous about how to strike up a conversation with anyone. We did a lot of watching and looking and pointing out couples that we might be interested in.

Finally, around 11:30 or so, we grabbed another drink and Jasper said, "I'm going to go start talking to those two guys." I asked why. He said because they're with those really hot girls.

One of the two girls was one we'd been watching most of the evening (we’ll call her A). She couldn't seem to keep her dress down. She was always pulling it up, showing her ass (which was quite nice). Once, on the dance floor, she pulled it all the way up to her bra! This, of course, really turned Jasper on, so he definitely wanted to get closer to her.

So, he walked up to these guys, saying something about how it was our first party blah blah blah. We didn't know the best way to get to know others blah blah blah. A’s husband (J) said I should go out, take off my dress, and come back wearing only my lingerie. That would get us some attention. The other guy (F) told us not to believe anything this guy said. :)

The two girls (A and S) were sitting at the table, making out. A had taken her tits out, and her husband grabbed my hand, and placed it on her right tit.

I was thrown off a bit. It was the first tit (other than my own, of course) that I’d ever touched. I didn't know what to do. It made me a little awkward. I mean these girls had amazing breasts! So much bigger than mine. I loved the way they looked, felt. Still, it was awkward. They were sitting at a table; I was standing, reaching across him.

Next thing I knew, the two girls were pulling me down. I squatted next to them, and they just starting kissing me. All three of our mouths were kissing. It was pretty fantastic. I’d never done anything like that before! After kissing for a bit, one of the men pulled a chair over for me, so I could sit. I don’t know which one. My focus was elsewhere. There was more kissing. A little bit of touching.

That’s when the liquor really started to hit me, and the trips to the potty began. I have to pee. a. lot. when I drink.

In between trips to pee, the 6 of us kind of dispersed and were just here and there, flitting around. I think I pretty much stayed sitting. I chatted with F quite a bit.

Jasper got to do a little playing/flirting at the party. He enjoyed making out with A in the foyer. He said her skin was so incredibly soft! I know he definitely wanted to play more with her, but it wasn’t in the cards that night. Both her and her husband were way. too. drunk.

There was a fine looking black man with dreads that I’d seen my sister talking to earlier. He was quite hot! When my sister was finally relieved of her duties (we were able to hang out a bit more. I got less and less weirded it out and more and more curious about it all), she was kind of hanging out with him (or he was hanging with her). I joined them, of course pointing out that she was my sister. He found that to be fascinating, so naturally, he asked if I’d ever been with a black man. To which I replied that I hadn’t. Out came his phone, so he could get my number. He texted me “D here…...black guy with dreds,” so I’d have his number as well. (Of course my BIL warned us off from him, but he’s hot, so I was still pretty excited to get a text from him today. :))

I was so glad that Jasper had decided to approach these two couples. Turns out we really clicked with F & S! They were totally fun to talk to, and oh, so fuckable (Didn't I mention her fantastic breasts?)! As it neared 1am, it was pretty clear that we would be going with them to their hotel room. Yay!

To be continued (here)…