NYC Reddit Swinger’s Meetup (and After-Party!) – fmfmfm [PICS]

You may remember a while back I hosted a reddit meetup for swingers in NYC. It went a little differently than I had anticipated, but it was even better than I had hoped (just in different ways). My guy friend who came with me that night (pictured with me here) wrote our story below. My thoughts are (in parentheses)!

For your enjoyment, here's some photos of me inspired by some photos sent by one of the event attendees. If you want to email my a gc to Victorias Secret, I can keep the photos coming, just DM me plz :)


There was much anticipation accompanying this night, as several couples had confirmed to attend our Reddit meet up. We had explored with other couples and had a great time at a sex club before. (We met on reddit, and wanted to meet likeminded people either for fun or just to share stories and meet new friends.) /u/supergirly and I hosted, greeting the 4 other couples, making sure our drinks were full and occasionally venturing to the dance floor. (We met up with everyone at a divey bar in NYC's lower east side. I thought everyone who attended was attractive in the photos they sent, but as often happens they were even better in person. I was so excited to finally meet everyone in the flesh!) Despite our common interest, we mainly focused on our getting to know each other, sharing fun stories and enjoying each other’s company. The night started to wind down and the original plan was to go to a sex club afterwards.

Samantha and Judy [FF,inc,watersports,BDSM]

Samantha was home from college for the summer. She was in her room, curling her long brown hair. Her mom Judith (everybody called her Judy) was taking a shower.

Samantha was close to her mom, especially after her father had left them. She enjoyed being home.

Judy stepped out of the steaming shower and toweled herself off. She then dried off the floor-length mirror on the door. It was time to appraise herself.

She wasn’t thrilled with what she saw, but she was doing OK for a woman in her late 40s. She had a little more body fat than she should, but she wasn’t technically obese. She tried to stay toned and firmed with regular exercise, and that helped.

Her hair was a light blonde, and cut short. Not her natural color, but the stylist had done a good job with it. She liked that at least.

Judy’s handsome face was lined and a bit tired looking, but not too bad. Her brown eyes were still bright and clear, with no bags under them and nice thick lashes and expressive eyebrows. She often used very little makeup. Her mouth was small and more severe looking than she’d like. She actually had a warm, fun personality and her mouth didn’t match it. That’s the one place she tried to attack with lipstick and gloss in various combinations. Her attempt to make it look more inviting.

My first visit to a swingers club. [f/mmm]

This is a true account of my 1st visit to a swingers club.

Work ran late and I had to change (short black skirt, sheer black top, 4” spiked heels, and no panties) so the night didn’t begin until around 11:00 pm. A hostess named Cassie or Carly (let’s call her Cassie), and dressed like a sluttier version of a Hooters girl, provided a brief tour of the place. The main door opens to a bar/seating area, with about 20 tables, and a dance floor with another 10-15 tables around it. The dance floor has two raised platforms, one on each side, reminiscent of Go-Go booths, and a stripper pole towards the back. This area was quite crowded, I’d guess around 60-70 people. Cassie explained that this was one of only two places where single men were allowed to mingle as she led us to the other area.

Looking for my Solo cup girl (xpost from bdsm.personals)

We see each other across the coffee house and you instantly blush, get shy and look down. Not on the outside, no no, on the outside you are tough, you have to be. Your job dictates it, your life encourages it. It is as it should be in the progressive 21st century. But, on the inside…Oh in the deep you are already on your knees. My cold blue eyes and confident playful smirk have instantly broken you. I am unwavering. Unflinching. Unshaken I stare you down with a silent roar that makes your knees wobble.

You resist the urge to run to the little girls room to see how wet you are and Jill off in the stall. "No, not here, not now" you think to yourself, "later tonight when I'm safe and warm and in the comfort of home". Good girl.

Your thoughts will be filled with my large frame pressing down on top of you, my hairy chest tickling your breasts and my tongue parting your soft lips… Which will happen, in time.

But first you must know who you belong to. I must test you. Help me, help you.

The Test Subject – Part Five [MF,BDSM,scif-fi,horror,gore]

Blood and gore warning.

For the next several days, Mark was allowed to roam about in the EMB Labs facility. He couldn’t go into certain restricted areas, but otherwise he was treated kindly by the staff and almost felt like a new employee.

They’d housed up, fed him, and even given him simple jobs and tasks to take care of.

Most of the staff wore business attire, many of them draped in lab coats. Some meandered about in coveralls.

Mark was uniquely dressed among them. They’d replaced his latex bodysuit with another bodysuit, this one made of a much better, breathable material. It was some kind of high-tech blend. It reminded him of a cross between neoprene and spandex. Very comfortable.

It was all black and covered him from neck to ankle like a diver’s suit. He wore rubber-soled booties of similar material over his feet. His hands and head were bare.

The material conformed perfectly to his body, like a second skin. There was a soft plastic zipper-fly over the crotch.

One for my baby and one for the road… creampie and tears [f/m]

I'm going to apologize for this post ahead of time. This post will involve feelings and it won't be all sexy hot but it's important I share some place. I have to get it out of me so it doesn't eat me up inside. Please be gentle.

I have been seeing a Marine for the last couple of months. Short but sexy, washboard abs, cute little ass- gorgeous brown eyes, dark hair and tan skin. I'm a big girl, blue eyes, blond, grabbable tits and big ass. Next to him I feel like an amazon. Both of us are hot for each other. Our sexual chemistry is like fireworks. The weekend before Thanksgiving we fucked each other's brains out for 6 days in a row. New record for us. Snow cock blocked us this past weekend. I only saw him Saturday and last night.

We had a pretty serious convo on Monday night about our sexual history and he tells me what he went through as a boy. I don't want to get into it, suffice it to say, he was pretty messed up as a kid and it's heart breaking but it was intimate. He was teased as a kid and was trying to get girls to like him.

Dinner Out [inc] [poem] (via /r/NaughtyFamilyDiary)

When three of us go out to dinner, mom and dad and me, mom picks a booth far in the back where few patrons can see.

Dad takes his time reading the menu. Mom and I just glance. My thoughts are focused on her dress, her eyes locked on my pants.

Dad starts us off with beer and wine. We both silently agree. I drape my arm across mom's back. Her hand rests on my knee.

The waitress brings initial drinks. Dad watches as she goes. Mom shows a vague look of disdain. I pinch under her clothes.

Mom lets escape a little squeal. Dad asks if she's alright. I feel her hand crawl up my leg while she responds, "not quite."

"The music is quite lovely now, but soon the band will part. And though I know you hate to dance, I'd swing with all my heart."

"I'll try my best," I do reply, "but can't stand in for daddy." Mom does her best to act surprised. "You'll do just fine, young laddie."

I take her hand, and walk her to, a dark part of the floor. Where music flows seductively, but we'll be viewed no more.

(M)y (F)un night in University

So, this all happened three or fours years back in University. My program has labs open 24/7 to accommodate the workload of my particular program and while they were packed towards the end of semesters, they were often underused earlier on. This all took place in one of those underused nights.

It's about 2 AM, I'm getting a head start on a project that had been assigned that day when Kelsey walked in. I looked up, said hi and went back to my work. Kelsey and I had been friendly up until that point, and while we'd never really hung out outside of class, we'd crossed paths at parties on one or two occasions. I guess I'll take a minute to describe her before we get any farther. Kelsey's not particularly tall, maybe 5' 5" or so, but she's a good deal shorter than me at 6' 2". She's really skinny, with pale white skin that gets offset nicely by her dyed red hair. She's got small tits, appropriate for her size and a really nice pair of legs. That said, her best feature by far was her ass. I don't know whether is was the jeans she wore or pure genetics, but her ass was absolutely out of this world. I honestly can't do it justice here, but you'll have to take my word on this one. Anyways, moving on.

Island Vacation pt2 [mff][mast]

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"I saw you last night," Robby whispered when Mom and Sarah were busy talking. Dad was oblivious as he ate his third helping of Eggs Benedict from the resort breakfast buffet.

His words chilled my heart, but I refused to let him know he'd scored a hit. "And you snored so loud the window rattled."

"I mean I saw you at the bonfire," he hissed as he bent closer while he pretended to pick up his fork.

"So what?" I asked with a shrug.

Of course, I knew what. I had made sure to shower and brush my teeth when I got back to the suite to cover up the scent of sex and beer. Then Mom had grilled me for an hour about where I'd gone and who I'd been with. The lies came easily as I described the volleyball game going on longer than it had, hanging out with an imaginary group of teens around the hotel, then going in the lazy river with my new friend, Renauld. The soreness I still felt inside made me smile at the cause despite my anxiety about Robby's pointed comments.

Breaking up, then Reconnecting with Danny (MF)

There may be some references here to previous posts about me and Danny, they do provide a back story if you have not read them and are interested.

Danny and I had been dating for a couple of years when I broke off our relationship. It wasn't like he did anything wrong, it was simply the fact that after two years our relationship was at the same point it had been after two hours: lots and lots of sensational sex, but no real intimacy. It was almost as if we were Friends With Benefits. Don't get me wrong, we did fun things and were together more than not, but I didn't see any long term commitment, and decided I needed to shake things up.

Danny wasn't pleased when I told him of my decision, but he also didn't put up a really big fight. We parted as friends, and stayed in touch as we started dating others. A year or so later I found myself invited to Danny's wedding. He was marrying a girl I knew, Charlotte, and over time we even managed to become friends.