When Cooper invited me to the play party he and Dylan were having, I knew I just had to go. Not only would it be an opportunity to see my dear friends, whom I hadn’t seen in nearly 7 months, it would be a chance to play with them and their awesome friends. Surprisingly, it would also be my first swinger play party. Indeed I would be going to progressive swinger mecca!
I flew in the day before so I offered to help with set up before the party. What a great way to learn how a successful party is put together. Every detail was carefully thought out. So many supplies were laid out; stacks of towels, condoms, lube and even wipes for toys. We put out extra blankets and so many Liberator Throes it was like a showroom.
A really fun part of the evening for me was helping Cooper set up the toy table. It was quite impressive, a smorgasbord of sex toys. I was introduced to some toys I had heard of but never had a chance to hold, much less play with. I got to check out the massive nJoy Eleven, an electro stim Neon Wand, beautiful Boris and Doris stainless steel toys and the infamous Anthro Dragon. What made it even more fun was having Cooper explain and describe all the toys that were new to me. He even had a handy box of plastic wrap (an oral barrier) with the ever-important sliding cutter.
I was happy to know I wouldn’t be the only play party newbie attending nor the only solo person. I was a little nervous when the first guests arrived and we all settled into the social area. I found an empty seat next to Cooper and used him as a protective anchor at the beginning of the party. My usual breaking the ice fear melted nearly immediately. Everyone was warm and welcoming, conversation was easy and effortless. As new guests arrived they were introduced and they joined in as we chatted about the craziness of the weather, upcoming movies, recent events and a healthy dose of movie quoting. I instantly knew I had found my people. When Cooper vacated his space on the couch and new friend quickly occupied it. We had each been told about each other before the party because we had something in common; he was a rope bondage enthusiast and I like to be tied up. We became fast friends. Everyone decided it was time to move from the social area (no play) to the big play area. We joined them and split up there as he went over to do hot wax play and demonstrate some shibari techniques.
I went over to the toy table because Cooper was showing everyone the Neon Wand. Inspired to do a full demonstration, he enticed a guest to be the model on which to show the full effect of electro stim play. It was fascinating! The glowing end of the wand provoked lots of interesting physical reactions as he explained the safe way to use it and what other toys could be used with it. (e.g., metal toys are a no go.) I took a spot by his lovely model’s head so I had a great view down her body. There came a point where he just couldn’t do what he needed to do with just two hands. At that moment we made eye contact and he waved me in to join him. I kneeled down next to them and was handed the wand. Together we used the stim and penetration to bring her to orgasm. The intensity of the electro stim was inhibiting more than helping so we eventually had to stop. She was just on the edge way too long. Afterward we talked about how it worked and what technique would work better next time.
After the demo, I wound up standing around watching the rope play. The guest sitting next to me overheard that I liked being restrained. He immediately responded by noticing the dog clips on my miniskirt could be attached to the bracelet like wrist cuffs I was wearing. I hadn’t realized you could do that and it was an instant turn on to have my arms somewhat restrained. We played for a bit on the couch then moved over to the bed but my rope-playing friend swooped in and took over. I was really happy as I was hoping we would have some play time that night. My first partner moved on.
My rope friend knew exactly how to combine restraint and a strong hand with reassuring touches. At Cooper’s suggestion he got the nJoy Pure Wand, which works wonders on me, and I was reduced to a quivering mass of satisfaction within minutes. By the time we took a break from the fun we knew we just had to play again. We wouldn’t get a chance that night but I now have even more reasons to come back for future parties.
I took some time to rehydrate and talked with other guests. There was some lovely playtime later that was a joy in its simplicity. Before I knew it, it was nearly 4am and I was a mixture of over-stimulated wakefulness and exhaustion. I used the extra energy to help clean up and had more wonderful conversation with some new friends I had not had a chance to play with. At the end of the evening, which was really the early morning, we said our goodbyes.
As I lay awake, I realized a few things in my reverie. One was that I had felt completely at ease with my body the entire evening. Before I left I agonized about my outfit and worried about every flaw. At the party everyone made me feel desired and attractive which made every doubt about myself dissolve into nothingness. In truth the entire evening seemed to have washed away all the insecurities I had. The only thing that seemed to stick around was my inability to initiate. I find it hard to approach people and ask for what I want. This meant even when I wanted to reciprocate at the party, if the other person did not suggest it or lead me in that direction, I didn’t pursue it. Hopefully next time I will get past that.
The next day I said a tearful goodbye to my dear friends. Unfortunately, an ice storm delayed my flight. As my plane sat on the frozen tarmac and the steamy fog of the deicer filled the view outside my window, I sleepily recounted the events of the previous evening. I had definitely found the way I preferred to play. When we first started out swinging I thought it was going to be meeting couples individually but this was far better. I was able to experience progressive swinging flowing directly from the source. And it was epic!
Leaving was hard. While I was happy to go back to my husband and kids, I was also going back to the slow path of trying to find sexy friends and a local community of progressive swingers so I can experience this more often. The community I was leaving was filled with people much further down the path in their swinger experiences. I had to be patient and hope I could find the same here in LA. Until then I have memories of sexy good times mixed with laughter, and friendships that extend beyond the playroom into everyday life. I will find it one day here on the slow path. Until then, I’m plotting and planning my next trip back.
