Dressing “to the nines” is always fun for me. I rarely get to wear my fancy clothes and while I clean up quite well, if I am dressed up then my date must be. One of my biggest turn-ons has always been very well dressed gentlemen. Put him in a suit and tie or tux and I melt. So was extremely happy to attend.
Going into the evening, the only expectations that I had were to relax and have fun. I was thrilled to just be spending time with him. We had spoken earlier about what it meant to attend a play party as his date: arriving and leaving together as a couple (well, as a trio since his wife was also attending), sitting together at dinner and most importantly checking in. (This “check in” concept is still foreign but that is a blog for another time).
Dinner went well; delicious food and pleasant company. Afterwards, Guy asked me if I wanted to join him and a play partner of his upstairs. I was momentarily hesitant as I didn’t want to cramp his style, but the thought of playing with them was exciting.
Upstairs I got to watch Guy. His confidence was inspiring. He spread out a liberator thro wondering if it would be able to hold all of the liquid he was sure we would be expelling. I have been told that it is not just me that he can make squirt buckets. I am not sure if it is just his ability to put one so at ease or the way that he can manipulate the female body or if it is the uncanny knack he has for finding just the right toy, but whatever it is, it makes quite the mess.
We undressed him together. While I was sad for him to lose the suit and tie, I enjoy seeing him nude and being able to feel his skin under my fingertips.
He helped us undress and laid us back side to side. Looking quite like the cat that ate the canary he slipped his fingers inside of us. He was an interesting sight to see: a mixture of pleasure and concentration on his face and a pussy in each hand.
He decided to concentrate on her first and pulled out her favorite of his toys, the nJoy Pure Wand. After she began to squirt, he had me try it out. As often as I play with toys on myself, I have never used one on another female. But it seemed easy going and I really liked the noises she made. At one point I wanted to taste her so leaned over to lick her clit. She was soft and wet and smelled good. She didn’t taste much of anything and I thought about licking more, but I was hesitant.
As I used the toy on her g-spot, she sucked Guy’s cock. It was so fascinating to watch. There was a part of me that wondered if I shouldn’t be feeling jealous or worried that he would find her to be a better lover than I, but I wasn’t. I was simply enthralled by the sight of his cock sliding effortlessly between her lips. Lips I badly wanted to kiss (and later was able to).
She “tapped out” after a bit. This is a concept with which I am not real familiar with – I will get tired and need a pause, but my refractory period is fairly nonexistent.
Then it was my turn. Guy and his playmate turned their attention on me and before long I was in a fit of after orgasm giggles. (yes, I giggle hysterically after especially good orgasms)
Guy laid back and asked for us to blow him. I mentioned that I had no idea how to do this with two people. But the playmate helped by licking and sucking his balls and perineum while I worked on the shaft. Before long he called a halt. His body was spasming in what he has come to call a “prostate orgasm” – the strong orgasm feeling without ejaculation.
We cuddled for a bit – one of us on each side of him until we noticed that it was close to the time we had been asked to reconvene downstairs for more of the evening’s festivities.
We counted down into the New Year and toasted with champagne and kisses. 2012 had gone out with a bang, but 2013 was just getting started.
