up until 2 weeks ago I never thought in a million years that I would be on a swinging site, sitting in front of a blank message box that’s compelling me to write about this experience. After thinking about it all week I am at peace with it. I almost couldn’t care less if a close friend happened to stumble upon this post. It was the experience of a lifetime and I can’t keep it bottled up inside of me. I want more.
My partner and I (I’m just going to call him J) were at a wedding of a close friend of mine. It was a wedding that had been put on ice 3 times thanks to Covid. I was so happy that she finally got to have her day. We’d joked 2 days earlier that there was nothing left that could potentially ruin it. Short of a zombie apocalypse I was pretty certain the day would go without a hitch. She looked so beautiful and radiant I couldn’t wait to see how she was going to look on the day. At uni we’d had a “night” together but that’s always going to stay between me and S. The venue was in Auckland (I won’t name it) it was elegant but not stuffy. My favourite Cure song was playing when we walked in so I knew it was going to be a special day/evening……………my god was that the understatement of the century!
Me and S were close but we not in each others faces. S and her partner had traveled a lot and at times moved in different circles so there was a lot of people at the Wedding that we didn’t know. That was ok, they were all a friendly bunch of people and after 2 glasses of bubbles J and I were fully in the swing of meeting new people and navigating conversations based on body language and our ease with people in general. Meeting new people in a positive setting like a wedding is super fun. After an hour there’s a bond once you’ve established the parameters and you can tell your stories and listen to theirs.
After the ceremony, which was magnificent, J and I mixed and mingled some more. A new bar opened serving IPAs. My man’s not much of a bubbles/wine type although he made a valiant effort with the Ruinart that was in plentiful supply 😏. The seating was a scramble, nothing was allocated so we ended up sitting across from single lady we had not met. If I’m honest, reflecting on things, I’m pretty sure that I clocked her earlier and thought that she was both mysterious and hot. Quite exotic looking and in a striking red dress that made her stand out. We ending up sitting opposite her. I’m going to call her X. She’d come all the way fro Las Vegas would you believe.
During the speeches, of which there were probably one or two too many ☺️ There was no requirement to do anything other than listen. X seemed a bit ethereal, I couldn’t work out if she had a too cool for school persona or was she just naturally super relaxed. At the same time I couldn’t stop looking at her almond shaped eyes. I was also attracted to her wry smile whenever an amusing anecdote surfaced during the speeches. I noticed Js eyes wander in her direction a couple of times. As the speeches ended a very loud full stop was placed on events by one of the young waiters dropping a pile of glasses. The room saw the funny side, although I did feel sorry for the lad. If there was a hole in the floor he would have disappeared down it.
X was the only person in the room where I felt a strategy was required in order to start a conversation. That wasn’t required. After the bread and dips serving she looked directly at me and told me that she loved the colour of my lippy and asked me where I got it from. The dam burst open from that point on. We went from lippy to indoor plants and then Ponsonby Road in quick succession without missing a beat. J was shut out a bit but he’s used to it. He read the menu several times and plucked away at his phone, which I keep telling him not to do in company.
Within 30 minutes X and I felt like old friends. I found myself talking about subjects that I hadn’t shared with even some of my closest friends. I noticed her looking at J a couple of times. J is a big guy. He works out but not excessively. He’s not a body builder but he likes to stay in shape. He’s bald and can look intimidating but he’s a pussy cat. I’m super attracted to him and he still doesn’t for me in the bedroom in a big way. He knows how to please.
X was married. Both her and her partner could not afford to make the trip together which was understandable. I established that S and X had met during a wild night at the Luxor in Vegas. They’d bonded and stayed in touch. Knowing what I know about me and S I wondered about the nature of that bonding experience.
I remembered looking at my phone briefly to see who had been pinging me for the last 2 to 3 mins. I saw the time and it was 8:03 so I can be super specific as to when she uttered those words. “I bet that J knows how to go down on you and make you cum really hard” She said it so J could hear it and he almost dropped his glass. I looked at J then I looked back at X. I put down my phone and said to her. “He’s got 5 techniques. If he’s really in the mood he’ll do all five or else he’ll stick with one. He licks me out until I get to the point where I thrust so hard I swear to god that one of these days I’m going to break his nose.” I said that! That all just came out! It was like an out of body experience. J kicked me from under the table.
X leaned forward. I got to see her cleavage up close. She said to both of us in a very unambiguous way I want some. It was almost like who was going to blink first. J and I had toyed around with the idea of playing with other people but it was really just talk and nothing more. We both knew that if there was a extra actor it would be a woman. So here we all were. J looked at me. I think I paused, only briefly, and I asked X if she was wearing any panties? I was certain the answer would be no and I was right.
X had gotten in 2 days earlier and had helped S with some minor setting up of the venue. There was a storage space off to the side of the entranceway. It was not easy to find and you had to be really looking for it or have a purpose to go there. J was putty in our hands by then. We could have told him to to do a strip show in the middle of the floor and would have dropped his pants immediately………men.
In a very strategic and non obvious way we made our way into this room. There was a wooden chair with boxes piled on top of it and old curtains on the floor. We moved the boxes which contained decorations of some description and toyed with the idea of covering the wooden chair with curtains to make it more comfortable. It was the most unsexiest chair I have ever seen. The curtain fix up was short lived. X sat on the chair, lifted her dress and started rubbing her clit. Her pussy was manicured and it looked amazing. J looked at me. I looked back and he knew that he didn’t have to ask. He was gentle at first and then started with his pancake technique licking down from the bottom of her pussy all the way up to her clit. Completely smothering it before starting again. It wasn’t like a porn where I started playing with myself. I just watched and took it all in. Within 5 minutes X came. She came super hard but she wasn’t done. Then it was my turn. It had been a while since I’d eaten pussy but it was like riding a bike. I had learned from the expert so I knew exactly what to do. It was amazing. We both took turns giving J head. He’s a stubborn ejaculator. He can hold off all night if he has to. I could tell he was fit to burst but at the same time the responsible side of me knew we could be potentially missed. I didn’t want to spoil Ss night so the responsible side of me won out. We rearranged everything as we had found it. Listened for noises outside and then carefully made our way back to the festivities. Mr Brightside was playing so we hit the dance floor. It was clear that we hadn’t been missed. We were not a priority nor a consideration. I love Mr Brightside,
X flew out 2 days later. She came back to our house that night and we did not stop until the sun came up literally. J left us to it for 20 mins in the room before he joined in. He was still stubborn about cumming so took turns at eating us out when we let him. We then both rewarded him with a share and care blowjob until he exploded in our mouths.
The rest I’ll leave to your imagination. Writing this is both cathartic and at the same time hot. I don’t know if we’ll see X again but I do know that I want more of this. Would love to make this a regular thing with the right lady. I know that J does to. Would love to share some pics.
