What Women Want at VA – First visit

So I’m doing this all wrong, not unusual for me! I’m starting in the middle, present day, then I’ll go back and start from the beginning. But hubby checked in with me this morning, asking after my mental and physical health (yes, I know I’ve got a good one there!). I told him I ached (especially my hips) but mentally I felt good. It was such a stark contrast to the last event that I knew I had to tell the story.

In contrast to the last event, we rocked up the day after coming home from holiday. My outfit was chosen on the day, I didn’t buy new lingerie and there was little thought or anticipation prior to the event. There are no pre drinks, no months of drawn out chat groups and no cliques. We knew some friends were going to be there, and a couple we’d played with when we were first starting out, plus a couple of guys had messaged and expressed interest.

So, as you may know, we largely work as a hotwife couple, meaning I play while hubby watches or joins in. But as time has gone on I’ve felt more comfortable with us both playing with other couples, and with him playing with other women alone. We agreed our plan on the way there, which was to split up a bit as people find it easier to make conversation with one person as opposed to a couple. I confirmed I was ok with him playing as long as I wasn’t left alone. I’ll share the story of that logic another time!!

We entered the club feeling calm and happy, and went straight to the locker to drop our bag off. We bumped in to the couple we know from way back and had a quick chat with them before heading out to the bar where everyone was socialising. We grabbed some drinks I’ll admit I had a rum and coke at 11.30, not sure if this was for Dutch courage or if I was still in holiday mode! Straight away we bumped into J, a friend of my FWB who we met at the Liberty Elite’s Hotwife club back in April. He’s outgoing, chatty complimentary and easy going. Now if you’ve met me before, chances are I’ve complained to you about being too hot, I’m always hot. I initially put it down to the hot flushes of perimenopause but now I realise they don’t come and go, I’m just hot all the time!! So, true to type I mentioned I was hot and J suggested I dress down. It seemed early to strip off, but some people had embraced the carnival theme and arrived in skimpy outfits and looking fabulous. We chat for a while and hubby and I decide take a walk throughout the club.

There are a few people in the couples room, some naked in the huge hot tub, but most people are still the bar. We stop off at the lockers, I remove my dress and head back to the bar where we find our friends and have a catch up about our recent holiday. After a while I pop to the loo and a hubby grabs me a drink to help me cool down. I end up briefly chatting to a gent in the unisex toilets, only realising afterwards that he had messaged me prior to the event. I exit the loo and decide to go solo for a bit walking through the crowd to see if I know or like anyone. J appears behind me again, no friend in tow this time and places his hand on the bare skin of my lower back. He holds his lips to my ear and asks me if I feel cooler now. I do not! The conversation moves on to chat about his relationship dynamics and how things work with me and and Mr CC. I remember hubby was getting me a drink and that I need to find him. Before we part ways J takes an ice cube from his drink and runs it across the back of my body. It feels divine, acting as a cooling touch and a little sensual play. Slowly he drags it up my back, under my hair to the back of my neck, then pops what is left of the melted ice cube into his mouth. Bold. Sexy. Hot! He then takes another, trails it along my arm and across my chest and pauses . He looks me the eyes, with a slow smile, pulls me in by the waist so that I’m pressed against his body and kisses me deeply. I smile and go to find hubby who hands me a drink. I’m gasping!

After a little persuasion we decide the hot tub is next on the agenda and jump in to find space amongst the crowd. I start kissing hubby and climb on to his lap, but his eyes are all over the room, watching others play. I ask him if he’d rather watch (he is a voyeur at heart, that’s how wet got into this) but he encourages me to lower onto him pushing his cock deep inside me and I slowly ride him. I’m not put off by an audience but am by no means an exhibitionist. In my head it could look like I was just grinding in his lap and kissing, but of course, the water is clear. After a while I let him know I’m attracted to the guy sitting next to us so Hubby decides to leave so I can chat he gets up to leave, and so does the other guy!

Luckily the handsome well built guy sitting across from me introduces himself, pointing out that he’d messaged me a few times and had been enjoying watching us. We chat for a bit from opposite sides of the hot tub, it’s not too flirty but he’s already made it clear he was interested as we play footsie in the water. After a while, I feel it’s not progressing so make the decision to float over to his side and ask for a kiss. However, we’re already naked, there’s no room for me to sit next to him. I have no option to climb onto his lap for the kiss and things get heated quickly. We have a quick chat and decide to leave the hot tub, as it’s not condom friendly, and grab hubby on the way to the main play room. We get stuck in with lots of oral, and after he has made me cum, I hand him a condom and turn around to suck on my husbands huge cock. He slides in from the back allowing me the ultimate guilty pleasure of a spit roast. I always feel so lucky having two gorgeous men to myself. After a while a crowd gathers at the entrance to the room, various people comment to each other as they watch, all very complimentary but there’s an awareness, pressure of an audience. I feel Mr hot tub go soft but continue to go to town on my husband as I feel him licking and teasing my pussy and ass. Still hot, still having fun. After a while I turn around and use my mouth to bring him back to life, sucking and licking his cock until he cums in my mouth. At this point I really want to emphasise that this happens a lot in the lifestyle. There is so much pressure to perform (either real or self imposed) and group play, or an audience are big triggers. It’s ok. In fact I think it’s normal under these circumstances. If anyone tells you otherwise then send them my way!

We part with smiles on our faces and hubby and I head to the bar for a drink and find the buffet is out. Yes there is often a buffet at swingers events, I don’t tend to eat the buffet (except for the night where I couldn’t stop eating cheese and pickle sandwiches before face planting at the bottom of the strippers pole) but hubby was chowing down. Once again I feel that cool hand slide around my waist and J tells me to come and find him later before disappearing into the crowd. I like that he’s made it clear he’s interested but not being creepy or pressuring, and leaving the ball in my court.

We watch a little girl on girl flogging in the dungeon and head off to see what else is going on. We walk from room to room, watching couples play with the odd threesome thrown in. Just outside the couples room is J, hubby looks at me, asking me with his eyes if I’m interested, I reply with a half shrug, half nod letting him know I am. It makes me giggle and I explain this little interaction to J before he takes me by the hand to the couples room. A tricky situation as the couples room is strictly for couples but this is a private event and normal rules may not apply. J, a muscular man with huge tattooed arms wasted no time in lowering me on to the bed and kissing me, hands sliding all over my body. After a while he moved his head down taking my nipple in his mouth and nipped it quite firmly with his teeth. Now this is new. I can only tolerate a little pain with a firm spank, and I’m crap at being submissive, but I think I like it, so I go with it. He’s so attentive working different parts of my body with his hands, his lips, his tongue, his teeth, even his nails and it works for me. He continues to nip at my inner thighs and works

My clit with his tongue until I cum in his face, then his tongue and fingers work in magical unison until I squirt. The relief and pleasure consume me, not allowing space for my normal self consciousness about squirting and the mess I’m causing. Whilst I’m still glowing I’m aware I’ve been a pillow princess until now so drag myself up and drop to my knees on the floor, I love giving as much s as receiving. Hubby takes this opportunity to have a wander and lets me know he’s leaving the room. J sits on the edge of the bed as I start slowly, working my tongue down his thick cock until I’m taking him deep into my throat. We carry on like this, him holding my head every now and then until suddenly I’m lifted onto the bed. Before I know it he slips on a condom and gently pushes deep inside of me . Within seconds we’ve gone from slow and sensual to hard and fast. The next 45 minutes are spent with him throwing me into various positions on the bed lifting one leg, rolling me on my side, then on my back, my knees and slamming into me. I’m screaming, squirting, shaking and in a different world. My legs are quivering and we’re both drenched with sweat. As I recover from yet another orgasm a see hubby re enter the room and sit down by the bed. We make eye contact as J pushes my legs towards my shoulders and fucks me hard. I reach for my husbands hand as he make a joke about me being blissed out. He knows it’s not my normal style but can see I’m loving every minute. J then rises to his knees, grabs my hips and drags me down the bed for one last round before exploding inside of me. I lay and recover for a bit, only to find my legs have turned to jelly when I try to stand. J makes fun of my incoherent rambling about a shower and looking for Mr CC. He guides me to the hot tub room and we both shower together as I come round.

From the shower I spot my husband in the hot tub, a sexy lady floating above him face up with her head on his shoulder. I take in the sight as he teases her nipple and fingers her pussy. I sit at the far edge of the hot tub and watch a while noticing her husband also watching as he sitting opposite them. l I catch his eye, letting him know I’m OK I am excited that he’s having fun and know that she’ll be having the time of her life, but it doesn’t turn me on to watch so I leave him to it and find our friends in the bar.

The rest of the afternoon is spent chatting with friends, old and new. Some come and go from the group as they pair off and my husband rejoins us. After a while I’m aware that time is marching in and I need to collect my youngest from his friends house, so I suggest a little quiet time on the swing with hubby. Swings are my weakness, if ever you’re in a club with me, volunteer to take me on the swing and I’m yours! We have slow reconnection sex (I hate the term reclaim) enjoying the bare skin inside of me as we chat about our adventures. We finish up, dress, pay the bar tab and go to say goodbye to the various people we’ve chatted with throughout the day. We hug our friends and he sneaks in a slow sensual kiss – he knows I’ve a weakness for his kisses. A perfect end to a perfect day.

 

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