Author: comebacktobiteme

[M]y first time at a swingers party (part 2)

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So, as said, was out of steam. Annoyingly. Having entertained herself enough for three people her age, Stocking Girl whispered she was going to get a drink and slinked off. Laying there for a bit, I decided to put my pants back on. I didn’t feel comfortable laying there all exposed, even tho everyone else was heavy in the throes of sheer unbridled nakedness. I’ve never really been comfortable naked even in the privacy of my own home. Immediately I got some glares. The ‘no clothes rule’ was apparently something these folk took seriously. Taking that as my queue, I also went out. Read more »

[M]y first time at a swingers party (part 1)

So I’m not the most socially savvy guy. Not used to crowds, bad at talking to people, some other examples. But recently I’ve been going to therapy, taking some meds and trying to push myself to do things and get in situations I’d normally avoid. So last month I found myself in the middle of a swingers night orgy.

I managed to wrangle a girl into coming with me as there was a blanket ban on single males attending – and rightfully so, would’ve been a sausagefest otherwise – and it annoyingly costed a fair amount, but hey, we were in. The first thing that struck me was for a small town this place was full to the brim. Among the regularly-dressed partygoers there were several older women with nothing on but heels – my ideal type. Unfortunately I never got to chat to any of them. Read more »

How leaving behind a few RTD’s got [M]e alone with an older female [F]riend

So I won’t go into too much specifics, but thought I’d share nonetheless. In my old job there was this American woman, forty-something, who for some reason I thought was stunning. Me being me, a twentysomething with social anxiety and not the best looks, chose to not make any obvious moves. Not to mention she already had a kid or two and a partner, or so I thought. One night she hosts a dinner thing with a few other work colleagues, and I somehow get the invite. As to help out, I bring a pack of rum and cola cans for the guests to help themselves to. As the night progresses, people start to people off and it’s just me and her. We’ve both had a few, and I can’t help but notice her eyes start wondering. I do the same. She’s wearing this tight black dress, and she’s kicked her heels off so she can curl up on the couch. I’m not usually a foot guy but those toes made me feel things. Unfortunately the time also comes for me to head out, but I leave her the leftover drinks. Read more »