Dear Diary – Chapter 3

Dear Diary,

School was a trip! We are prepping for our mid-terms and it has been a crazy day. I needed to finish writing what happened this weekend before I forget all of the tasty little details.

When I stopped writing earlier, I had gotten to the part in the evening with the glory hole and my new “friend” who decided to help my boyfriend and I out. The crazy part is, that wasn’t the crazy part of the night! Nope, uh-uh, no way. That was to come later and it was something else!!!

The club had a BDSM room, 2 if I am going to be precise. The upstairs room had chains suspended from the ceiling and as soon as I saw those I knew I had to play.

I went downstairs to our hostess and politely requested the handcuffs. After all, what self-serving, proper young woman wouldn’t need a pair right? (wink wink) Luckily they had some in my favorite color, hot pink, and that is when the fun really began.

I went back upstairs and handed them to my boyfriend. He knew the drill and did not disappoint. He bound each wrist in a cuff then suspended my arms in the air. He attached each wrist to a chain, practically leaving me on my tippy toes. He then got on his knees and wrapped my thighs around his head, standing in the process, which lifted me completely off the ground. There I was, all 100 pounds of me, wrap dress lifted up above my waist, knee high leather boots, legs wrapped around his face as he ate me out like a starving man in a buffet. I used my arms to hold myself up and relieve the pressure on my wrists (which btw I might add are still bruised!) My orgasm (#3 if I am counting correct) was intense and I found my thighs shaking from it.

Right next to us, were several people who stood and watched the “show” as it were. Soon after lots of folks were getting into the action all over the place! My beautiful new friend was fucked with a strap on by “Cubbie” girl (an amazingly hot site that made me want to by a strap on of my own), another couple showed off their submission and domination skills. The husband repeatedly slapping her ass till it was sore, pink and raw. I had to fight the urge to kiss her sweet bottom and rub lotion on it to make her feel better.

Finally, as the night was winding down, I decided I couldn’t resist the temptation any longer and had to get in that glorious sex swing that had been beckoning to me all night. It sat, suspended from the ceiling in the middle of a large playroom, that was complete with couches, and an oversized bed. Most of the couples had gravitated towards this area as the night went on so we were no exception.

I climbed in and removed my towel. Handed the cuffs to my boyfriend and had him strap my arms over my head. He took my scarf and blindfolded me and placed my legs in the stirrups. I sat there, naked, vulnerable, tied down and unable to see and more turned on that I had been all evening.

He began to kiss me, then fondle my body, eventually inviting our friends husband to join in on the fun. Hands were touching me everywhere. Mouths on my skin and on my tongue. It was sensory overload in the most amazing of ways. I felt drugged, high, completely in lust.

After a short time on the swing, my boyfriend allowed our friends husband to take over, and he kissed me passionately, which I thoroughly enjoyed. A strangers kiss is different from the person you love and it was quite the experience to taste them both. My blindfold fell off and that is when I saw our friends wife in the bed, fucking the bartender while my boyfriend was touching her and kissing her. I knew I wanted in on the excitement and removed myself from the swing, joining them on the bed. I kissed her lips, so soft and different from the men, while feeling her breasts. Her skin was like cotton, smooth and cool to the touch.

I don’t have much experience with women but I found that I liked touching her and running my fingers down her curves. At one point there were 4 of us, touching, sucking, fucking on an over-sized bed…Mr. Roger’s neighborhood this wasn’t!

By the time our rendezvous on the bed ended we were all exhausted and decided to call it a night. Oh my God, diary, what a fucking night! It is something I will never forget and something I will replay over and over again, especially when I am naked, alone and getting off.

As a matter of fact, all of this reliving my night through these entries has me really hot and bothered. Talk to you soon diary, I have some exploring of my own to do with these fingers and it has nothing to do with a keyboard!

Love — Sam

Dear Diary – Chapter 1

Dear Diary,

I had the most surreal,strange, exotic night of my life last night. I need to document this all down cause I don’t want to forget a moment of it! Last night, I, Samantha Rosetta Jones, went to my first swingers club!!!! Yes diary, that’s right. Little ol’ Sam went to a swingers club and I was a very naughty, naughty girl.

It was Sweetest day and what better way to celebrate than with lots of pussy and cock right? Oh my, I feel so bad just writing this! I can’t help myself though. I’ve been reliving last night in my head all day and I just have to get it onto the page.

We went to the club with a lovely couple, Mark and Alice. We met them through a website for adults looking to “play” with other adults. I have to admit diary, I was scared! All these thoughts raced through my head… “Would they like us? Would we like them?” “Would I be able to let go of inhibitions and get into it?

I primmed and prepped for what felt like hours. Changing my outfit a half a dozen times. I wanted too look sexy but not too much. Just enough to get them excited at what was in store. I finally settled on a cute wrap dress and my leather knee high boots. It felt like it had just enough sexiness without being over the top. Underneath I put on my black bra, the really nice push up one that made my girls look outstanding. I forewent the panties. Part of my boyfriends fantasy for the evening and I wanted to please.

We met at a restaurant and when we found out there was a 45 minute wait, we went to the one next door. We had pleasant conversation, although I think we were all a little anxious. It was like going on a first date, with lots of people, and the energy was crackling with excitement and the wonder of what the evening would bring.

We drove to a little town about an hour away and pulled into a nondescript building that looked like a liquor store on the outside. The parking lot was full, it was obvious it would be an interesting evening even before we walked in the door.

We paid our fee and walked inside, 4 strangers now friends, ready to see what the night had in store. The hostesses was an amiable older woman who wore a corset, red leather skirt, and fishnet stockings with red heels. She was very kind and put us at ease.

My stomach was knotted but not in an unpleasant way. I was excited and unsure. Through the doors, just past the bar, was an adult playground, one we would soon be invited into. I looked over at my boyfriend and felt my skin flush, my heart skip a beat. My God, Diary, how I fucking love this man. He is tall, lean, sexy as hell. When he kisses me I feel electricity, when he touches me, I am drugged. I respond to him in ways I never knew possible. The idea of watching him this night with another woman, was one hell of a turn on. I wanted to see him give her the pleasure he so readily gives me.

As we sat at the table, waiting for the tour, the thought ran through my head “Could I do it? Would I?” Not that I didn’t find them attractive, I did, but it was still scary to think about all of the “what if’s”. It is a huge leap from texting to touching and I would be a liar if I said I didn’t have my doubts.

As the evening progressed and the drinks were poured, we all relaxed more. Our seats got closer, his hand found it’s way to my thigh. I glanced over and watched my boyfriend, deep in conversation with the wife. They had clicked and it made me smile. “Good.” I thought. “We can do this. It will happen”.

We split apart and the husband and I found our way into the dry sauna, sharing a steamy first kiss (literally). I found myself pleasantly turned on by the experience. He was cute and a good kisser. Bonus points on his end. We made our way to a private room, both enjoying the experience of discovering someone new.

The intense, loud, utterly distracting sounds of “I’m cumming, Oh my fucking God I’m cumming, Ooooooohhhhh,Ooooooohhhhh, Oh God I’m fucking cumming so hard”  this led to peals of laughter (mainly from my end) and the end of our private play. At this point I was two drinks in and I couldn’t help myself. She was loud, really, really loud and I wanted to both slap her and tell her to shutup and high five her dude all at once.

We left the room, and began to walk down the hall only to see our significant others right next door! My boyfriends face was nestled in between her legs and I immediately felt completely turned on at the site. We joined them in the room and chatted for a bit, the four of us on a hard twin size bed, in various states of dress. It was surreal and sexy as all get out.

Gosh, I have so much more to tell you but quite honestly I’ve gotten myself into a bit of a state just writing this all out. I think I need to go and have some alone time before I pick this back up. This was only the beginning of the wildest night of my life! There is so much more to tell…..tata for now my trusted old friend. My body is throbbing and aching from last nights escapades. Getting off and then getting a nap sound like the perfect thing right now. I’ll write back again soon….

Love,

Sam

Dear Diary – Part 3

Dear Diary,

School was a trip! We are prepping for our mid-terms and it has been a crazy day. I needed to finish writing what happened this weekend before I forget all of the tasty little details.

When I stopped writing earlier, I had gotten to the part in the evening with the glory hole and my new “friend” who decided to help my boyfriend and me out. The crazy part is, that wasn’t the crazy part of the night! Nope, uh-uh, no way. That was to come later and it was something else!!!

The club had a BDSM room, 2 if I am going to be precise. The upstairs room had chains suspended from the ceiling and as soon as I saw those I knew I had to play.

I went downstairs to our hostess and politely requested the handcuffs. After all, what self-serving, proper young woman wouldn’t need a pair right? (wink wink) Luckily they had some in my favorite color, hot pink, and that is when the fun really began.

I went back upstairs and handed them to my boyfriend. He knew the drill and did not disappoint. He bound each wrist in a cuff then suspended my arms in the air. He attached each wrist to a chain, practically leaving me on my tippy toes. He then got on his knees and wrapped my thighs around his head, standing in the process, which lifted me completely off the ground. There I was, all 100 pounds of me, wrap dress lifted up above my waist, knee-high leather boots, legs wrapped around his face as he ate me out like a starving man in a buffet. I used my arms to hold myself up and relieve the pressure on my wrists (which btw I might add are still bruised!) My orgasm (#3 if I am counting correct) was intense and I found my thighs shaking from it.

Right next to us, were several people who stood and watched the “show” as it were. Soon after lots of folks were getting into the action all over the place! My beautiful new friend was fucked with a strap on by “Cubbie” girl (an amazingly hot site that made me want to by a strap on of my own), another couple showed off their submission and domination skills. The husband repeatedly slapped her ass till it was sore, pink, and raw. I had to fight the urge to kiss her sweet bottom and rub lotion on it to make her feel better.

Finally, as the night was winding down, I decided I couldn’t resist the temptation any longer and had to get in that glorious sex swing that had been beckoning to me all night. It sat, suspended from the ceiling in the middle of a large playroom, that was complete with couches, and an oversized bed. Most of the couples had gravitated towards this area as the night went on so we were no exception.

I climbed in and removed my towel. Handed the cuffs to my boyfriend and had him strap my arms over my head. He took my scarf and blindfolded me and placed my legs in the stirrups. I sat there, naked, vulnerable, tied down and unable to see and more turned on than I had been all evening.

He began to kiss me, then fondle my body, eventually inviting our friend’s husband to join in on the fun. Hands were touching me everywhere. Mouths on my skin and on my tongue. It was sensory overload in the most amazing of ways. I felt drugged, high, completely in lust.

After a short time on the swing, my boyfriend allowed our friend’s husband to take over, and he kissed me passionately, which I thoroughly enjoyed. A strangers kiss is different from the person you love and it was quite the experience to taste them both. My blindfold fell off and that is when I saw our friend’s wife in the bed, fucking the bartender while my boyfriend was touching her and kissing her. I knew I wanted in on the excitement and removed myself from the swing, joining them on the bed. I kissed her lips, so soft and different from the men while feeling her breasts. Her skin was like cotton, smooth and cool to the touch.

I don’t have much experience with women but I found that I liked touching her and running my fingers down her curves. At one point there were 4 of us, touching, sucking, fucking on an oversized bed…Mr. Roger’s neighborhood this wasn’t!

By the time our rendezvous on the bed ended we were all exhausted and decided to call it a night. Oh my God, diary, what a fucking night! It is something I will never forget and something I will replay over and over again, especially when I am naked, alone, and getting off.

As a matter of fact, all of this reliving my night through these entries has me really hot and bothered. Talk to you soon diary, I have some exploring of my own to do with these fingers and it has nothing to do with a keyboard!

Love — Sam

Dear Diary – Part2

Dear Diary,

Where did I leave off? Oh yes, my boyfriend’s face in between her thighs and her legs shaking from his efforts…it was a delicious view….after we all composed ourselves, we sat on the bench and were soon joined by another couple. We called them the “Cubbies” for the clothing they wore.

The woman walked in and we proceeded to fondle her large and ample breasts that had begun to spill out of her bright red bra. Soon, my new friend and “Cubbie” girl were having a 3-way grope fest, touching each other in the tiny, cramped room.

Eventually, we all split off and my boyfriend and I found ourselves alone. I needed that time with him. To reconnect and talk about our experience up to that point. We found a room and shut the door. Clothing being shed fast. In the middle of having sex, we threw the door open, allowing anyone who wanted to watch to have a peek inside our room. I can’t lie, it was HOT!!! I liked being watched. I found myself getting wetter and wetter every time I opened my eyes and saw another person standing in the doorway.

We wrapped up our impromptu sessions and went looking for our new friends. Before we found them, however, we found a wall with glory holes in it! We had to try it, Diary, just had to. He went behind the wall and put his cock through the hole. I got on my knees on a cold tiled floor and gave him a blow job he won’t soon forget. People stopped to watch, as I sat there on my knees, his cock deep inside my mouth, my hands rubbing all over his shaft. After awhile I couldn’t take it anymore and I went behind the wall to join him. I pushed him onto the bean bag chair that was behind the partition and rode him like a cowgirl in the rodeo. Bucking, swaying, thrusting. I wanted him as deep inside of me as he could possibly go.

A woman and her husband stopped to watch and before I knew it, her hands were on his balls and in my ass. It was insane. Being touched and fucked and sucked all at once. My orgasm was intense and I had to lay there for a bit to stop my legs from shaking.

I wish I had someone to share this with other than you diary but for now, you’ll have to do it. This night exceeded all of my wildest dreams. I have always had certain fantasies and I think I lived out most of them in a 3-hour time span!

I  have to dash but I’ll write back again soon. School is beckoning. I wonder if any of my classmates will see it, sense it. If they will know I spent the weekend fucking and getting fucked….hmmmmm…it’s a crazy thing to think about. Even crazier it happened to yours truly.

More later on. Love – Sam

Dear Diary – Part 1

Dear Diary,

I had the most surreal, strange, exotic night of my life last night. I need to document this all down cause I don’t want to forget a moment of it! Last night, I, Samantha Rosetta Jones, went to my first swingers club!!!! Yes diary, that’s right. Little ol’ Sam went to a swingers club and I was a very naughty, naughty girl.

It was Sweetest Day and what better way to celebrate than with lots of pussy and cock right? Oh my, I feel so bad just writing this! I can’t help myself though. I’ve been reliving last night in my head all day and I just have to get it onto the page.

We went to the club with a lovely couple, Mark and Alice. We met them through a website for adults looking to “play” with other adults. I have to admit diary, I was scared! All these thoughts raced through my head… “Would they like us? Would we like them?” “Would I be able to let go of inhibitions and get into it?

I primmed and prepped for what felt like hours. Changing my outfit half a dozen times. I wanted to look sexy but not too much. Just enough to get them excited at what was in store. I finally settled on a cute wrap dress and my leather knee-high boots. It felt like it had just enough sexiness without being over the top. Underneath I put on my black bra, the really nice push-up one that made my girls look outstanding. I forewent the panties. Part of my boyfriend’s fantasy for the evening and I wanted to please.

We met at a restaurant and when we found out there was a 45-minute wait, we went to the one next door. We had a pleasant conversation, although I think we were all a little anxious. It was like going on a first date, with lots of people, and the energy was crackling with excitement and the wonder of what the evening would bring.

We drove to a little town about an hour away and pulled into a nondescript building that looked like a liquor store on the outside. The parking lot was full, it was obvious it would be an interesting evening even before we walked in the door.

We paid our fee and walked inside, 4 strangers now friends, ready to see what the night had in store. The hostess was an amiable older woman who wore a corset, red leather skirt, and fishnet stockings with red heels. She was very kind and put us at ease.

My stomach was knotted but not in an unpleasant way. I was excited and unsure. Through the doors, just past the bar, was an adult playground, one we would soon be invited into. I looked over at my boyfriend and felt my skin flush, my heart skip a beat. My God, Diary, how I fucking love this man. He is tall, lean, sexy as hell. When he kisses me I feel the electricity, when he touches me, I am drugged. I respond to him in ways I never knew possible. The idea of watching him this night with another woman was one hell of a turn-on. I wanted to see him give her the pleasure he so readily gives me.

As we sat at the table, waiting for the tour, the thought ran through my head “Could I do it? Would I?” Not that I didn’t find them attractive, I did, but it was still scary to think about all of the “what if’s”. It is a huge leap from texting to touching and I would be a liar if I said I didn’t have my doubts.

As the evening progressed and the drinks were poured, we all relaxed more. Our seats got closer, his hand found it’s way to my thigh. I glanced over and watched my boyfriend, deep in conversation with the wife. They had clicked and it made me smile. “Good.” I thought. “We can do this. It will happen”.

We split apart and the husband and I found our way into the dry sauna, sharing a steamy first kiss (literally). I found myself pleasantly turned on by the experience. He was cute and a good kisser. Bonus points on his end. We made our way to a private room, both enjoying the experience of discovering someone new.

The intense, loud, utterly distracting sounds of “I’m cumming, Oh my fucking God I’m cumming, Ooooooohhhhh,Ooooooohhhhh, Oh God I’m fucking cumming so hard” led to peals of laughter (mainly from my end) and the end of our private play. At this point, I was two drinks in and I couldn’t help myself. She was loud, really, really loud and I wanted to both slap her and tell her to shut up and high-five her dude all at once.

We left the room, and began to walk down the hall only to see our significant others right next door! My boyfriend’s face was nestled in between her legs and I immediately felt completely turned on at the site. We joined them in the room and chatted for a bit, the four of us on a hard twin-size bed, in various states of dress. It was surreal and sexy as all get out.

Gosh, I have so much more to tell you but quite honestly I’ve gotten myself into a bit of a state just writing this all out. I think I need to go and have some alone time before I pick this back up. This was only the beginning of the wildest night of my life! There is so much more to tell…..tata for now my trusted old friend. My body is throbbing and aching from last night’s escapades. Getting off and then getting a nap sounds like the perfect thing right now. I’ll write back again soon….

Love,

Sam