I wrote about the first time I had ever been to a life-changing swingers party a while ago. (Then I deleted it due to privacy concerns.) Since then, it's only gotten better and better.
My vitals: straight male, mid-30's, mid-divorce. 5'9", about 250. If I were into men, I guess you could say I'd be a bear. I've had some experience with kink and non-monogamy, but since getting divorced and moving near a major northeastern city, I've decided I want to explore these more. I know I'm a dominant person who isn't all that big on physical monogamy, but in terms of actually playing, I haven't done much.
Since that first time, I'd been back twice. The first time, I mostly played with Lisa, who I had been talking to before going there. We struck up a fast friendship based (as most good ones are) on incredible sex. We even left the door open to the play rooms a couple of times and got some attention, making one very enthusiastic fan. The second time was New Year's Eve, and this time there was no hesitation. The venue went all-out too, holding a fetish night downstairs and the usual party upstairs. I met up with Lisa and her friend Sheila, who had contacted me a few days earlier. The attraction was mutual and immediate, as once we all got to the venue, we headed in to the fetish night. Sheila and I snuck in some kisses and gropes at basically every possible opportunity while Lisa left to attend to an errand.