The Luckiest Girl in The World [MMF]

I had the most amazing experience in the most unexpected way. It was so fucking stunning.

Warning: Long, slow burn, substances, intimate

I went out for dinner with B, a scoping exercise/almost date. While we were driving there, he said he was supposed to meet a friend before his work engagement, but hadn’t been able to, so just if it was okay with me, since he was flying out the next day, could he join us? And I said sure. When he described the friend, turned out it was a person I knew, and had previously had chemistry, a talking stage, with. S. 

We got drinks. Before S arrived, B and I had been having very serious, very intense conversations. About life philosophies. But S and B were old college buddies, so his arrival meant fun story swapping and catching up, and the mood lightened. They’d often stop and explain the stories and context to me, so I never felt left out at any point. There was a live singer and I’d been singing along, and mentioned wanting to go to karaoke, and B said “Let’s go, where can we go?“ I couldn’t find any places that would be open and running karaoke at 11 30 pm on Friday night. I also had my car with me, but B said there’s an app with a driver service, that will come and take your car wherever you need to go. So that problem was no longer a problem, thanks to B and his problem solving skills. Little did we realize what a good decision keeping my car would end up being. 

My [F31] first sex party and gangbang [Group]

I want to write this out while it’s still fresh – I had my first sex party and gangbang yesterday and I am still riding the incredibly powerful high it gave me. I wanted to be fucked stupid, and I was. By like twenty men. This is long and slow burning but so fucking worth it.

It all started with me talking to a guy off an app who offered to introduce me to the underground sex party circuit in my new city. I was super nervous, tried to meet him twice but plans fell through until one evening I was drunk and horny and I somehow found the absurd courage to ask him to just invite me to an orgy. And he said, well there’s a party next Saturday. I said yes. And I spent every night that week wondering whether I would actually have the courage to go, battling my body insecurities, wondering whether to go hooded, basically as a sub. I also touched myself almost every night that week, thinking about it. Imagining it. Wondering what it would be like to be in a room with so many other people all having sex, the air thick with pheromones, the sounds of thighs slapping and women moaning. Whether I would like it or I’d feel awkward or too anxious to enjoy myself. Whether reality would actually live up to the fantasy or not.