They don't call it "Ladies Night" for nothin'!

Wednesday night I wasn't sure if I was really going to go out. Fancy moved, so I don't have her to hang out with anymore, unless she comes for a visit. Lil' Pistol works as a black jack dealer most nights, and while she usually shows up on Wednesday nights, we won't generally see her until sometime between 11:30 & 12:00 a.m.. As for the guys we hang out with, as I said in a previous post, they work the swing shift, so unless they get cut back early, chances are they won't come out at all on Wednesday nights. It seems more and more lately that the ladies night crowd is dwindling down. This can actually be good thing for me, because I can freely mill about if I want to. The down side, however, is that I hate going into bars alone. It's much more fun if you have someone to party with, and I hate looking like the poor old lady who doesn't have any friends, LOL! It is also almost a guarantee that if I go to bar alone, I'm going to get hit on by every drunk, toothless wonder that walks in the bar. Either that, or it's the older gentlemen who hit on me. And when I say older, I'm talking the mid-60's+ group. It's kind of like my Dad hitting on me, if you know what I mean. *sighs*


I'm trying to figure out why it is that men my age don't hit on me. Seriously. I know there are plenty of single guys my age that come to the watering hole, but for some reason, they never approach me. The guys that hit on me are always substantially younger or older. And when I say "substantially", I mean they are at least 15 years older or younger. I just don't get it. As an example, this past Wednesday, I actually had not one, but TWO 22 year old's hit on me! I kid you not! And they were trying HARD! I can't help but look at these youngin's like they are my son, since my son is 21. It's messed up, lol

So, as you can tell, I did decide to go to Ladies Night this past week. I actually got a call from Cutie Pie wanting me to come out. I even hesitated when she called, because she's slower than molasses, and while she always says she'll be there early, she usually doesn't end up getting there until 10:30/11:00. That means I still have to sit there at least two hours by myself. I don't get this either. If I'm not out by 9:00 at the latest, then you can pretty much assume that I'm home, in my pj's, laying in bed watching TV. But for some reason, I'm the only one I know that seems to think going out means making the most of the night time-wise. Most of my party-buddies these days come out late. It actually bugs me, lol - Come on, People, lets get moving and go out and have some fun! :) I actually said this very thing to Cutie Pie when she called, and she promised me this time that she would be out by 9:00.

When I left the house, I knew Cutie Pie wasn't going to be on time, so as I'm driving down the road, I decide to make a pit-stop to see Lil' Pistol at work. Let me tell you, Lil' Pistol is a damn good Black Jack dealer. I watched her in wonder as she's slinging out the cards, calling out totals, and sweeping the losers paychecks away in the blink of an eye. I could never do that job. My brain doesn't work fast enough to calculate the card totals. I'd have to use a damn calculator! LOL I sat there watching for about 20 minutes, then Lil' Pistol got a break, and we went to smoke and chat for about 10 minutes. Afterwards, I said goodbye to Lil' Pistol and started heading towards the watering hole. By this time it's almost 9:30. I knew Cutie Pie would be running late...didn't I say that? Yeah, I did. As I'm on my way to the watering hole, I get a text message from her apologizing for how late she was, LoL. We actually managed to arrive at the bar about the same time. Damn, I'm good! ;)

For the most part, it was a mellow night. The band was good, but the drinks were going down pretty slow. Cutie Pie is having boyfriend issues, so I got the honors of sitting with her discussing those issues. The guy she is seeing also just happens to be one of my playmates, so this is a tough one for me. She knows about my history with her boyfriend, and I am good friends with him on top of it, so not only am I hearing her side of things, but he has also been discussing their problems with me too. I'm trying really hard not to get into the middle of it, but for some reason they both feel very comfortable confiding in me about what's going on. I love them both dearly, and they keep telling me they have the greatest respect for my opinions, which is why they feel comfortable knowing they are both talking to me about what's going on. The only problem I have is that I refuse to choose sides, which is not always easy to do. I will also call it like I see it, so I'm very upfront with the both of them about what I've said to either one of them, and if I see either one of them being butt-heads about something, I'll tell them straight up.

The tough part about the problems these two are having right now stems from the fact that he's military, and currently away for four months. Before he left, they had a discussion about seeing other people while they were apart, and it was agreed that they were going to cut each other loose when he left. Part of the reason for that decision was because she was supposed to moving to a different State before he returned, so they had no intentions of getting back together when he got back. Then he left, and all went as planned. Except they really didn't cut the ties when he left. He's been gone for a month, and they talk to each other every day... for hours at a time. I knew when he left they weren't going to be able to break it off that easy. I was right, of course. These two have a definite thing for each other, and now she's decided to stay here. But now this "open relationship" thing is causing some serious issues, which inevitably is going to tear them apart. I hate to see this happen, because when they were together, you could tell how happy they were. But since they have both started telling me what's going wrong, I've told them both that cutting ties now might actually be a good thing. They're driving each other nuts over it, and in the process, I'm going nuts having to hear it, lol I hope they work things out, one way or another.


Anyway, Cutie Pie and I talked for quite some time, and then the two of them started sending text messages to each other, which pretty much left me just sitting there with her, not talking, and enjoying the band. This is when the first 22 year old hit on me. He asked me to dance, and since I love to dance, I decided to tell him yes. We headed out to the dance floor, and his hands were all over me. When I'm in a situation like this, the best I can do is try to find the humor in it, so I pretty much laughed the entire time. He was pretty lit, and couldn't dance for shit, so he was more embarrassing himself than anything else. Then, you have to love this... One of his old teachers just happened to be there, and of course, she's giving me the evil eye, like 'what the hell are you doing dancing with a guy so young.' Hey! I wasn't robbing the cradle... I was just dancing for pete's sake. But when the dance was over, try as he may, I wouldn't dance with him again. Cute as he was, he was just too young for my taste, and the amount of alcohol he'd had wasn't making him any cuter, lol


I went back to the table to sit with Cutie Pie, and she's still text messaging with the "Dominator". I no sooner sit down and another 22 year old comes up to ask me to dance. What is it with these guys tonight? Is it "hit on the ol' lady night"??? I politely told him no thank you, but he was being persistent. Still, I wasn't going there, so I told him no again. About that time, one of the older gentlemen I know that frequents this bar also asked me to dance. To him I said, "Yes." I dance with this guy all the time. He actually has quite the crush on me, according to Fancy, who says he always talks about me when I'm not around. I already knew this, because he has made it quite clear that he thinks I'm the prettiest woman in the bar, haha, and he's so much as told me that he wants to take me home and treat me like a queen. If this guy wasn't 68 years old, I would actually consider it! LOL He is quite the gentleman! He took me out on the dance floor and held me really close. I had a little bit of a buzz going, so I let him. When we were done, he kisses me - on the mouth - and then he slipped me the tongue! OMG! He's never done that before! Totally took me by surprise, and he knew it, quickly apologized for it, and said he "couldn't help himself". HAHA! I'm going to have to watch myself with that one - I don't want to lead him into thinking I'll go there with him.

After my dance with the older gentleman, the two youngin's that had been trying so hard to hit on me returned. Now they're trying to sit with me and Cutie Pie. I told her she should go for it, because they were closer to her age, and she just looks at me like I'm nuts. Thanks a lot! What ever happened to helping a girlfriend out? lol The thing that kills me about these two guys is that they couldn't be more complete opposites - and they didnt' even know each other. That's when I got the bright idea to introduce them to each other, which didn't go over so well. One of them was all farm boy, while the other looked like he was from L.A. Central. Ironically enough, I found out later that he really was from Los Angeles, LOL So, upon introducing these two guys to each other, they both got up and walked away, LOL! I got a good laugh from that one.

Not long after they left, I was looking around the bar, and I spy this guy that I had spent some time with last year. ;) That was a pleasant surprise! I haven't seen him in months, and really didn't think I'd ever see him again. I can't remember if I ever got around to blogging about him, so a brief back story is that he and I hooked up one night at the bar. He actually works in town during the summer months, and then heads home in during the winter. We had hung out a few times together last fall, and one night he asked me to come back to his room with him. I did, and I have to tell you, he and I had some of the best sex I've ever had. We actually got together twice after that, and the only reason it ended was because it was time for him to head back home, which is about three hours from here. This man works a lot, actually working here in the summer, is a trucker during the winter months, and then has a big farm on top of it, which he works on in the fall and early spring. OH...and the good news... he's only two years older than me! YAY! LOL We're going to call this guy Farmer Joe, because I'm sure you'll be hearing more about him as time goes on. ;)

Anyway, when I spotted Farmer Joe, he spotted me about the same time, and we both got big ol' grins on our faces. I immediately went to him to say hello, and we shared a yummy hug! It was really good to see him! Especially with the younger/older action I seemed to be attracting that night, lol Then he tells me how good I look *grins*, and says he has thought about me over the last few months he's been gone. He then tells me that he came out that night hoping he'd see me, but figuring I probably didn't go there anymore. Surprise! lol He and I stood there talking for a few more minutes, then I see Cutie Pie looking for me, so I had to explain that I was with a girl friend, and excused myself , letting him know where I was sitting.


After that, I went back to the table to sit with Cutie Pie again. Yes, she was still text messaging with her boyfriend. *sighs* I was in a pretty good mood at this point, having run into Farmer Joe. Then who should walk into the bar? None other than Mr. Yummy! About ten minutes after that, Lil' Pistol walked in the door too. The night was definitely getting better as time went on! Both Mr. Yummy and Lil' Pistol sat with us on and off, as they kept trading time at the Black Jack tables. Eventually, somewhere along they the line, they were at the Black Jack tables at the same time, leaving me sitting there with Cutie Pie, whom I'd pretty much written off for the night, because she was still talking with her boyfriend. But I'm in a good mood now, sitting with a smile on my face, and dancing while sitting in my chair to the music. Then here comes Farmer Joe. :)

Joe sat down with us, with his chair facing me, and we start talking again. Now he's starting to flirt with me, making it pretty clear that he's hoping I'll accompany him back to the hotel he stays at while he's here. I would have been all for it, but then the bad news strikes. I had to excuse myself to go to the ladies room, only to discover that Mother Nature has just come for a visit. Shit! So much for that one! I went back to table, and about that time the band starts playing a slow song. I grabbed Farmer Joe's hand and we headed to the dance floor, where he proceeded to hold me very close to him, while his hand gently moved up and down my back. I have to tell you, there's nothing worse than being horny and having your period at the same time. While having sex during that time of month doesn't bother me, I know it does bother some guys. Knowing this, I had to let Joe know that I wasn't going to be able to join him that night. But he assures me that we'll have to get together soon. :) We finished our dance, then went back to our table where we finished our drinks. Soon after, Joe says he's going to head out, giving me his phone number again (which I had lost when my cell phone got run over by a car, lol), and then tells me I can call him any time. And believe me... I will be calling him! ;)

After Joe left, Mr. Yummy returns. I was starting to get a really good buzz going now, and I asked Mr. Yummy if he'd mind if stayed at his house that night. As always, he says, "No problem." It was coming up time for the bar lights to come on, so we all started arranging rides and what not. Then Lil' Pistol returns, and suggests that I go to breakfast with her. I agreed. Mr. Yummy wasn't interested in joining us for breakfast, so he worked it out to get my car to his house, and told me he'd leave the front door unlocked for me. What a nice guy! lol

Lil' Pistol and I gave Cutie Pie a ride home, because she had also had too much to drink. Then we get to breakfast...

While we're sitting there eating, I got a text message from Mr. Yummy that says, "Front door is unlocked - just come into bed whenever you get done." I actually had to read that message twice. From where I stood, it actually sounded like he was inviting me into HIS bed. I read the message again, and then I showed it to Lil' Pistol, asking her what she thought it meant. She says to me, "It says exactly what you think it says." Wow! I was not expecting that - at all! So I sent Mr. Yummy a text back saying, "Thanks. Umm ... guestroom?" He sends me another one that says, "Whatever you want. You know where I'm at in the house." Holy Shit! And then, holy shit again! Because I started my damn period!

This thing between me and Mr. Yummy has been going on for so long now, that I had pretty much given up the thought of having sex with him one-on-one. After he pretty much pushed his way into our little "party" last week, I thought that would be the end of it - particularly because he was trying so hard to get Lil' Pistol into bed. Apparently not. Wow. lol

Lil' Pistol and I finished eating, and then she took me over to Mr. Yummy's house. I have to say, Lil' Pistol had an interesting look on her face when she dropped me off. It was the kind of look that said she wished it was her. I felt a little bad about it. But the fact was, she also knew it was that time of month, and I had told her I doubted anything was going to happen once he found out. That didn't seem to cheer her up much, but with that I said good night and I headed into the house.

When I got inside, initially I wasn't sure what I wanted to do. Because of my period, I thought maybe it would be better if I really did just go the guestroom and go to bed. But something pulled me towards Mr. Yummy's room, so I went with it. When I got in there, I walked over to the bed quietly, not knowing if he was asleep or not. I bent over the bed, and it sounded like he was sleeping, so I started to turn around and tip-toe out of the room. I didn't get very far, as his hand reached up and grabbed mine and pulled me to him. He immediately started kissing me. Ohhh God! I really like the way he kisses me. But the reality was staring at me, and in between kisses, I let him know that I had just started my period. He says, "What? No." I said, "Yes, unfortunately." Then I explained to him that I didn't have a problem with it, but it was up to him. Well, he didn't have a problem with it, at all. My clothes came off, the towel came out, lol - and after four months of waiting, Mr. Yummy and I finally had our time alone. Even though we were a bit restricted as to what we could do, I have to tell you, it was well worth the wait! It was very different than our previous encounter the week before. It was so much more personal, and the passion and desire after waiting all this time really was incredible.

And thus ended my ladies night. Mr. Yummy and I laid there talking for about half an hour after we were done, and then I decided, given Momma Nature's visit, that I should probably head home, because I really wasn't prepared for an overnighter in that circumstance. So we kissed goodnight, and then I headed home.

When I got home, I woke up Hubby and I shared with him what happened that night. This always makes him hard, lol, so he and I also had sex, and then I fell blissfully asleep, while he got ready and left for work - But not before telling me how much he loves his "Bad Girl" hehe

xoxo

Sexscapades - The Aftermath

My last post ended up being so long, I didn't dare add anymore to it. I actually considered breaking that one up into two parts, but I felt it would break up the story too much and lose its impact of how long and yummy the night really was. Anyway, there's is a little more to tell, so I thought I'd continue in one more post. :)


Like I said before, Hubby and I were exhausted from the previous night. When we got home, we pretty much passed out cold - Hubby more from all the beer he had that night, and me... well, that was more sex than I have had in a REALLY long time in one sitting, so my exhaustion was definitely of a physical nature. When I got up later that day, I could barely walk! But I consider that a good thing, because it was a really good kind of sore - hehe - Even better was the fact that I got a delicious massage from Hubby later on, which helped tremendously. And, of course, as I said, Hubby and I ended up going another yummy round after that. Have I told you how much I love sex & Hubby?!

So after Hubby and I woke up and gave each other some more lovin', we determined that we were both starving. Neither one of us felt like cooking - who wants to ruin a perfectly good 24 hour period with menial labor, LOL - so we decided to go out for a burger. As we are sitting there eating we, of course, started talking about the night we just had. I was a little worried about whether Hubby actually enjoyed himself that night, because he spent most of his time either walking around watching, or sitting in that damn chair drinking his beer. Again he assures me that he really did enjoy himself, stating that he's never had his cock sucked so much in one night, lol - then he tells me, "The best part was watching those guys f* you!" And he starts telling me how hot I am when I'm f*ing, how he loves the way my body moves, thinking it's sexy as hell, and telling me how good my ass looks from behind when I'm on top when there's a cock sliding in and out of my p*. He also mentions that he was taking a shit load of mental pictures for his "spank bank" while he's in Iraq, because things like porn, phone sex, and the like are a big no-no over there. Hearing this was a downer, but then Hubby tells me that he really wants more nights like this before he leaves. ;) Yay!

While we continue to sit there talking and eating, my cell phone rings, and it happens to be Ms. R. She was just calling to tell us what a good time they had that night, and asks if we'd be up for getting together again? I said, "Absolutely!", also telling her what a good time we had. Then she says to me, "Can I ask you a question?" I said, "Sure!" She says, "Would you mind if I f* Mr. Yummy?" At least she had the good graces to ask. I laughed at her question, then told her, "As long as Mr. Yummy is agreeable to it, I don't have a problem with it." Actually, I really do have a slight problem with this, because Mr. R is still off-limits to me. It seems to me that if she wants to start f*ing the people I'm f*ing, then she needs to hand over Mr. R for some fun, don't you think? But the reality is that she doesn't need my permission to have sex with Mr. Yummy, because he's his own man, and can make his own decisions. Even still, it was nice to see her acknowledging the fact the Mr. Yummy was a playmate of mine - especially after that shit that happened with Big T a few months ago. Finally, someone with some manners. Anyway, I told her that we really did have a good time that night, but next time we're going to have to figure out a more private rendezvous spot for us, so that just the four of us can hook up, lol - and she says, "No, really, we didn't mind Mr. Yummy being there, and would actually enjoy having him with us the next time too! He's cute!" I told her we would let Mr. Yummy know, then we said goodbye. Hubby and I finished eating then went home.

When we get home, my cell phone rings again, only this time it's Lil' Pistol. She was just calling to see how I was feeling. :) I told her I was sore as hell, sharing a laugh with her, then I asked her how Mr. Pistol felt about what happened that night. She tells me they haven't really talked about it yet, and then she drops a bombshell on me. She says, "LL, you are the first woman Mr. Pistol has f*ed besides me in the 10 years we've been married." Holy shit! I was really shocked at hearing this. They were so quick to peel off their clothes that night and jump right in! I would have never guessed that this was new to them. Wow! I told Lil' Pistol, "If I had known that, I would have never suggested it." She says, "I am that comfortable with you, that I really had no problem with it." I told her how honored I felt that she allowed me to have sex with her husband. This is a big deal that is not lost on me. Then I apologized again, stating once more that if I had known, I would not have done it. Then she tells me, "Do you wanna know the weird part? It really, REALLY doesn't bother me. If there's anyone I would have wanted for that first time, it's you." Again, wow! I'm flattered beyond words at this point, and now feeling a little bad that I pursued that, but then she says she, too, would be interested in getting together again like that with Hubby and I and Mr. Pistol.


I have to tell you, in the past there have been several instances when either Hubby and I have introduced someone to this lifestyle, or I have had bi-curious women, whom I've turned fully bi. Every time it happens, it's like an eye-opening experience for these people that becomes truly life changing and liberating for them. It's not that we do this intentionally - it's just that we are that open and honest about the lifestyle to anyone curious enough to find out what it's about, and we are gentle with them as well, as we do try to make these experiences as enjoyable for them as we can. But in the midst of being a "teacher", there is a moderate amount of responsibility that goes with it, because not everyone can handle this lifestyle. Either they don't understand the etiquette that it entails, or they have jealousy issues that can flat out destroy relationships. I tend to forget this can happen sometimes. And when someone tells me this "was" their first time, as opposed to this "will be" our first time, I get worried, because I never got the chance to really feel them out to see if they could handle it. If I think you've "been there, done that", I'm also not as gentle, if you will. Not that it's my job to tell anyone whether they can handle it or not, but if I sense that it might cause issues or problems somewhere down the line, I try to steer clear of that. Anyway...


As much of a flirt as Lil' Pistol is, as openly as she talks about sex with me, and the fact that she has actually had sex with me, with someone else, no less, (that's another back story that I owe you), not to mention how quickly they peeled off their clothes that night, I genuinely got the impression that they'd done this before. Now all I can do is pray there won't be any problems for them because of it, because as of today, almost a week later, Lil' Pistol says they still haven't discussed that night.

Up to this point, I've talked to Ms. R, Hubby, and Lil' Pistol about that night. Then Friday night rolls around.

Late morning on Friday, Hubby asks me if I'd like to go out on a date with him. He wants to take me to the movies for a late afternoon matinee, and then to dinner. And since we're already going to be dressed for a date, I suggest going to our local watering hole afterwards for a few drinks before we head home. He agrees, and that afternoon we both get ready and head out on our date. By the way, we went to see the new Indiana Jones movie - not bad, but it could have been better, lol - then we went to Applebee's for dinner. Afterwards, we headed to the bar.

When we get to the bar, I get a phone call from Lil' Pistol asking if Hubby and I would be going out that night. I said, "We're already here!", and she tells me that she and Mr. Pistol are coming out too, and they'll see us soon. Shortly there after, Mr. Pistol comes walking in and joins us. I guess they were riding in separate cars, because Lil' Pistol had to go pick up Dee. (She's the woman that pissed me off the other night and I ended up telling her she wasn't invited.) So the three of us are sitting there, and inevitably the other night gets brought up, as Hubby cracks some joke about Mr. Pistol have a "green minty cock", LOL! I took that as my cue, so I chimed in and asked Mr. Pistol if he was cool with what happened the other night. With a shit-eating grin on his face, he says, "HELL YEAH!" Alrighty, then! LOL I guess that means he enjoyed himself! Not that Hubby and I really doubted that, because we had talked about how, when Mr. Pistol was f*ing me, we knew he was enjoying it. ;) I didn't want to get into the personal aspects of it by asking why he hadn't talked with his wife about it though, so I just let it go after that. Then, about that time, Lil' Pistol walks in with Dee, and they join us at our table.

When Lil' Pistol got there, she didn't seem like she was in a very good mood. As a matter of fact, she was down-right quiet, and that's just not Lil' Pistol. She's usually rather loud and obnoxious, if truth be told, so I started to worry about what was up with her. I kept asking her if she was okay, and in a rather aloof way, she said she was "fine." I am hardly convinced that she's "fine", so I asked her again what was wrong. Normally, the first thing Lil' Pistol does is grab a chair by me, give me a kiss, and then she becomes a chatterbox. On this night, she stood on the other side of the table, just kind of looking pissed. This is not good, being the kind of stuff I worry about when things happen like they did the other night. Finally, I pull out the chair next to me, patting it for her to sit down, and eventually she strolls over and takes a seat. I hate issues, and being the upfront kind of person that I am, I leaned towards her ear and asked her if she was upset about what happened the other night, stating that if she was, then we needed to get it out in the open. Again, she says she is fine. I said, "I asked Mr. Pistol if he was cool with what happened the other night, and he says he is totally cool with it." Mind you, at that point I really didn't think his "HELL YEAH" response was going to go over very well. She says, "Yeah, well, he still hasn't talked to me about it." Uh oh. I let it go after that. I was fairly well convinced that it wasn't me she was having issues with now, because she was throwing those evil-eye darts at Mr. Pistol when she said it, lol Unfortunately, though, it sounds like there are definite issues about the other night, but they'll have to work that one out on their own. Meanwhile, I decided that I was going to try not to show Mr. Pistol too much attention, because I didn't want to add to the issues.

By now it's about 11:00 p.m., and I get a text message from Mr. Yummy asking me if I was out, and if so, where was I? I sent him one back telling him I was with Hubby, Mr & Mrs Pistol, and Dee, and that we were at the watering hole. He says, "We're at 'such&such' strip club. Come over here and have a drink with us." I told everyone what was up, and asked them if they were interested, and everyone agreed to go, except Mr. Pistol, who decided to head home, saying something about the kids. We said goodbye to him, and headed over to the strip club.

As soon as we pay our cover and go inside the club, one of the strippers walks up to me, and says, "Hi Sexy!" And then she starts sliding her half naked body up and down me, LOL I said, "Hi!" and then got a little jiggy with her, then I turned to the bar and ordered a drink. Then we find all the guys we usually hang out with, along with Mr. Yummy and a few of those 20-something girls they all like to have around. The guys were, of course, sitting around the dance floor drooling over the dancer, and throwing their money at them. Being at this strip club managed to turn things up a notch or two, and I could feel the energy that was building in our group, especially with Lil' Pistol. I don't know if that was because Mr. Pistol wasn't there, or if her drinks had finally started to kick in, but she definitely started to loosen up.

So, Hubby and I, Lil' Pistol, and Dee all found a seat on a couch over by the dance floor, and ordered more drinks as we watched the strippers do their thing. I wasn't really too impressed with the strippers themselves, as they just weren't seeming all that experienced in what they were doing. I was, however, getting a kick out of watching these guys with the strippers, because they were all acting like they'd never seen naked women before, lol What is it about strip clubs? I have been to many strip clubs over the years, but as much as I am also attracted to women, I've never really understood the thrill of these clubs. I would much rather have a naked woman that I can play with, rather than one that is grinding all over me that I can't touch. Maybe some day some can explain this too me, lol

The longer we were in this club, the more animated Lil' Pistol got - and eventually, she's sitting on my lap kissing me. This made me laugh, because I glanced up at one point, and there were several men who were sitting in front of us who turned around to watch us, rather than watching the strippers, LOL - yeah, we were that hot! ;) Anyway, not long after, the bar lights came on and everyone was directed to the door.

Remember that this group we are with is infamous for after-parties, so as we're heading out the door, everyone wants to know where we were going. Mr. Yummy offers up his house, and we all head over there. When we get there, there are a lot more people than we actually expected. It ended up being a pretty big party. We're all raiding Mr. Yummy's kitchen for alcohol, and once everyone has drinks, we all gather into his living room where someone had thrown in a porn flick, as well as a CD, so we're all watching porn, and listening to the music. Next thing I know, Lil' Pistol is dancing rather provocatively, and starts heading toward me. Keep in mind that this living room is full of people.

I am sitting up-right on the edge of the sofa, and as Lil' Pistol comes at me, she pushes me backwards so now I'm half laying down. Then she proceeds to make out with me, as she starts grinding against me, giving me a very erotic lap dance. Honest to goodness, I thought she was going to start taking her clothes off at one point, LOL - and while she's doing this, I hear all the guys in the room reacting to what she was doing to me. Mind you, the girls that were watching weren't taking it all so well, behaving a little shocked, and making a few snide comments. I really didn't care though. My first thought was, "Grow Up!" I was feeling pretty good from the alcohol, and Lil' Pistol was really turning me on, but then it hit me hard that we had a fairly large audience at that point, so I stopped Lil' Pistol from what she was doing. She decided she wasn't having any of that, and continued to bump and grind against me until the song was over. Then I looked around the room, and apparently this whole scenario had made a few people uncomfortable as they all cleared the room, except for Hubby, Mr. Yummy, Dee, and one other guy who was sitting in his seat with his mouth gaping wide open. With that, I got up off the sofa and went to fix myself another drink.

For the rest of the night, Lil' Pistol followed me around the house, kissing me and throwing major sexual connotations my way. I guess I was equally as bad, because I was kissing her back, as well as dirty dancing with her at every turn. If there weren't so many freakin' people there that were so young, I would have probably stripped Lil' Pistol and had my way with her! This, of course, is part of the aftermath from the other night. We're obviously still feeling the heat from it, and being at a strip club that night only added fuel to the fire. It would have been very easy to just get naked and do it all over again!

Somewhere along the line, Lil' Pistol disappeared - I think she must have gone to the bathroom or something, but I took the opportunity to join Hubby and Mr. Yummy, who were sitting on the couch talking. When I joined them, they were talking about none other than Wednesday nights sexscapades. I took this opportunity to ask Mr. Yummy if he had a good time the other night, because that was his first "group" experience. He says, "HELL YEAH!" It's good to know these guys had such a good time that night, LOL - Then I asked him if he'd be interested in doing it again, to which he eagerly says again, "HELL YEAH!" Then I told him about Ms. R's request to f* him, and his "HELL YEAH" faded more to an, "Okay." That actually made me feel good, because he sounded more like he'd be willing to do it for the sake of the party than anything else. With everyone eager to get together again, it looks like we have another meet-up planned for the near future. ;)

After this conversation with Mr. Yummy, Lil' Pistol suddenly reappeared. Right about now, I had caught the rhythm of the song that was playing, and I had started to dance, grinding against Hubby. Lil' Pistol comes over, and politely moves me out of the way as she takes over giving Hubby a lap dance, and in the process starts kissing him. Whoa! I honestly didn't mind, but the look on Hubby's face told me that she completely caught him off guard! I let her go for it, figuring that if Hubby had a problem with it, he'd let her know. I guess he didn't, because she was still kissing him, hehe I was so tempted to give Mr. Yummy a lap dance too, but there were too many of his buddies around, so I decided it probably wouldn't be a good idea. With that thought, I sat between Hubby and Mr. Yummy while Lil' Pistol worked on Hubby.

It really is too bad that there were so many people there that night. There was definite sexual energy floating between the four of us, and I have no doubt that if we had been alone, there would have been some great sex involved. But it was about 3:30 in the morning now, and I had to work the next day, so it was time to go home.

As we are getting ready to leave, Lil' Pistol disappeared, and she was our ride, so I went to go find her. I go to the kitchen, and there she is standing there talking to Mr. Yummy. When I walked up, she immediately pulls my shirt down, exposing my breasts and starts sucking on my nipples, while Mr.Yummy watched. I reciprocated, and then things started to get a little hot and heavy between us. Mr. Yummy finally says, "My turn!" as he lifts up his shirt, exposing his chest to us. Lil' Pistol and I immediately went to work sucking Mr. Yummy's nipples, and when I heard him moan, I reached down to start stroking his cock through his jeans. He was hard as a rock. I felt a little bad for Mr. Yummy, because I knew as much as this was turning him on, there wasn't going to be any sex that night. Let's face it - after the stuff that happened the other night between Mr. Yummy and Lil' Pistol, while she's really good at getting men to want her, in the end, it wasn't going to go any further. Although, I know Mr. Yummy still wishes he could f* her, and I'm getting the definite impression that Lil' Pistol is actually contemplating this thing with him. If she isn't, then I think it's pretty wrong on her part to keep making him think there might be a possibility of it, but those two will have to work that one out between them.

Hubby is now waiting outside for us to leave, along with Dee, so I finally told Lil' Pistol we had to get going. She agreed, and off we went, leaving poor Mr. Yummy standing there with his hard-on.

We finally made it home that night, and as soon as Hubby and I got into our bedroom, the clothes were gone and Hubby and I were going at it. Afterwards, I fell dead asleep for two whole hours before I had to get up to go to work. Yes, Saturday was a very long day at work.

As of this point, as you can probably tell, I had been feeling everyone out about what happened that night, mostly trying to make sure everyone was cool with everything that went on. There's nothing worse than having a night like that only to find out later that there were issues somewhere down the line. If everyone was willing to do it again, its better to know those issues beforehand. The only one I hadn't talked to yet was Mr. R.


I made it through my weekend at work, and woke up Monday morning feeling refreshed. When I get up in the morning, one of the first things I do is log on to my computer while my coffee is brewing. On this morning, I no sooner log on when Mr. R sends me an instant message telling me what a great time he had the other night. :) Then he tells me the only downer to the whole night was that he didn't get to f* me. He explained that Ms. R is having some serious insecurity issues about seeing him have sex with other women. Then he tells me, "If she can't see me f*ing you, she won't have any issues." On that note, he says to me that he has to run, because he's at work, so it ended up being a short conversation. I was just glad to hear he had a good time that night, even though Ms. R was the only one who was allowed to give him the majority of attention. Before he logged off, he ended the conversation with, "We really have to get together again!" Then we said good-bye.


Since that night, there have been additional conversations about getting together for round 2, although I am getting the definite impression that it will much different from the first time. I guess we'll have to wait and see, but I'll definitely keep you "posted". ;)

xoxo

Sexscapades with a Capital "H.S." - part 3

I am determined to finish telling this story before Ladies Night arrives again, lol... Here we go! ;)


We are all finally in our cars, heading away from the bar. There's Hubby and me in our vehicle, R&R in theirs, with Mr. Yummy following us somewhere behind. Rather than risk pulling over and being accosted by the group again, lol, we started calling each other on our cell phones to finalize our plans. Gotta love the cell phone age! Since there weren't any liquor stores open this late at night, we decided to stop by Mr. Yummy's house to raid his fridge and get some beer. While we're there, I realized that Mr. Yummy hadn't yet been formally introduced to R&R, so I called him over and did the honors. Things felt a little awkward at first, but then they started talking to each other and relaxing a little. So far so good. :) Then as we're all piling back into our cars, Mr. Yummy says to me, "You're riding with me." I asked Hubby if it was okay, and of course, Hubby had no problem with it, so I climbed into the car with Mr. Yummy and we all headed over to the hotel.

While I'm in the car with Mr. Yummy, I asked him what made him decide tonight, of all nights, that he wanted to get together with me. While I was at it, I asked him why he has put me off for so long. He tells me I looked sexy as hell, for starters, and that he just decided the time was right. The irony of that is just too much, because technically it couldn't have been a worse night, LOL - but okay. ;) Then he tells me that he's been "putting me off' because there are always so many of his buddies around that the timing has never been good. Like things were any different on this night? lol Again, okay - whatever. Then he tells me that hanging out with all these "immature" guys is getting old. Ahhhh... now we're getting somewhere, because now he's starting to realize the "mature fun" that I'm offering. Then he grabs my hand, places it on his crotch, holding my hand there so that I can feel his hard on. YUMMY! I started to rub his cock, then I start to pull my hand away, and he says, "Please don't stop." Who am I to argue, so I continued to rub his hard-on until we pulled into the hotel parking lot. As we are getting out of the car, he says to me, "I hope you are ready." I said, "Oh, I'm ready. The question is, are you?" hehe He just gave me that cute grin he has that gets me wet, and we gathered in the parking lot with everyone else. Hubby and Mr. R went into the hotel alone to get us a room, after which, the five of us head into the hotel.

When we get into our room, the five of us are just standing around. It was obvious that most of the occupants were a bit nervous and unsure how to start the party. At this point, my patience are wearing thin, and I'm horny as hell, so I decide to kick things off. I go over to R&R, who are laying on the bed by now kissing, but still fully clothed.

Back story... During our talks on-line, I had been told that Mr. R has been very active in this lifestyle for some time, so he was very comfortable with anything that could happen. Ms. R, on the other hand, is very new to it, and very nervous, unsure of what to expect. The one thing she confided to me was that she was not sure how she'd feel watching another woman f* her man. I wasn't about to cross any boundaries that she wouldn't be comfortable with, and I let her know that I wouldn't touch Mr. R if that was going to bother her. So, before Mr. Yummy got introduced to the party, I was pretty much just assuming that Hubby and I would have sex, and R&R would have sex, and that would be that - We'd all just have fun while watching each other. This was fine with me, as Hubby and I enjoy watching others have sex. And if things got comfortable enough to go beyond that, then so be it.

While we're all trying to figure out how to start things off that night, I decided to join R&R on the bed, and I ask them what they wanted in all this. Of course, Mr. R said, "Anything goes." Ms. R, on the other hand, stated that she thought she'd feel more comfortable if it was just she and her man, and then me, Hubby and Mr. Yummy could have our own fun. It's all good. ;) Then I walked over to Hubby and Mr. Yummy who were also still standing there with their clothes on, and I gave them the scoop.

Keep in mind that I'm hardly shy in situations like this. I feel quite comfortable getting naked in front of people. Since no one else was dropping clothes, I quickly made the decision to be the first. :) Off went my shirt (the bra had come off as soon as we got into the room, lol). Then I helped Hubby take off his shirt, while Mr. Yummy got a clue and started derobing himself. Then I reached over and helped Mr. Yummy finish getting undressed, while Hubby took off his pants.

And there we are... the three of us standing there buck-ass naked, and I'm thinking to myself, oh my - I'm finally going to get my MFM! But what does Hubby do? He sits down in a chair, with beer in hand, prepared to just watch the action! Oh no... this will not do! Not this time! I started kissing Mr. Yummy, then leaned down and started sucking Hubby's cock. Then I made Hubby stand up, so I could suck and stroke both of them simultaneously. Yummy! In the process, I noticed that R&R finally started taking their own clothes off, as they devoured each other.

And thus began our night! :) From that point on, it was anything goes, within reason of course, because Mr. R was off limits to me. Or so I thought.

At one point, I determined it was time for a restroom break, so I excused myself and went into the bathroom. When I come out, guess what I got an eyeful of? Ms. R had all the guys standing around her, blowing each of them, trading off one cock for another, as she went around on her knees in a her little circle of friends! Of course, when I walked back in the room, the first thing I see is her sucking on Hubby! Now wait a minute. I could have sworn she said she was only interested in sex with Mr. R, and now she's got her lips wrapped around Hubby's cock? Then Mr. Yummy too?! Is it just me? Or is this completely contrary to what we discussed? Needless to say, I was a little shocked to see this. Once I got over my initial reaction, I stood there watching, and I have decided that it was HOT watching another woman give Hubby a blowjob!

Just between you and me, I am the only woman who has ever given Hubby a blowjob until now. That's the honest truth. Given our previous sexscapades, I'm not sure why it's never happened before, but now that it has, I have decided that I want to watch this chick give Hubby a full blowjob, from beginning to end. ;) Anyway...

When I saw what she was up to, I also decided what's good for the goose, is good for the gander. Fair is fair, right? If she has the balls, excuse the expression, lol, to give Hubby a blowjob after telling me we weren't going there, then that makes Mr. R fair game! So I walked up to him, started kissing him, and then slowly kissed my way down to his cock where I proceeded to suck him. ;) I love it when a guy moans with pleasure, hehe, and I'm proud to say I had Mr. R moaning oh so pleasurably! The only problem with all this cock sucking is that we really don't know who's got the stamina to go another round after they get off, so rather than get anyone off at this point, I decided I needed some attention too! I stopped sucking Mr. R, gave him a kiss, then grabbed Mr. Yummy, because Hubby was otherwise preoccupied with Ms. R's lips wrapped around him.

With that, I led Mr. Yummy to the bed, and not long after, R&R laid down next to us and started f*ing. Then Hubby comes over to Mr. Yummy and I, joining us for more fun. Hubby actually stood by, for the most part just watching, while Mr. Yummy went down on me. Finally Hubby starts relaxing and getting into it, and I'm feeling his hands and mouth on me. We're all laying on the bed next to each other, and occasionally I would I also feel a third pair of hands on me, as Mr. R would reach over every once in a while, stroking whatever part of my body that happened to be available at the time, while Ms. R rode him on top. I was in heaven!

In situations like this, Father Time just doesn't exist. And when it comes down to it, it's hard to say who did what to whom as the night goes on. It's nothing but naked bodies, skin on skin, with pleasure being sought and given at every turn. With so many people involved, it's hard to give details, lol, but I'm tryin' ;)

Mr. Yummy brought me to very yummy orgasm, as he worked his magic with his tongue and fingers, with Hubby sucking on my nipples at the time. Then Mr. Yummy helps me off the bed, turns me around and leans me over the bed. I don't know about other women, but sometimes it can take me a long time to get off even once. But once I've had that first orgasm, I become multi-orgasmic. I don't understand why that is, but it's fabulous! And I have this thing after the first one, that if it was via oral sex or a vibrator, that I am ready for someone to f* me silly after, because I'm already ready to have another one. When Mr. Yummy leaned me over the bed, I was ready for some cock! No doubt about it! I have a rather large tattoo along my lower back, and he's rubbing it as he's f*ing me from behind. Anytime a man does that, it's like a magic button for me, being a major turn-on. I never noticed this prior to getting this tattoo a few years ago, but since then, oh my! As Mr. Yummy is f*ing me from behind, while rubbing on this tattooed area, he leans forward and tells me that he's been waiting a long time to get up-close & personal view of my tattoo. BINGO! I exploded in another orgasm, as Mr. Yummy reached his own, and we both collapsed on the bed! There's nothing better than when two people can time their orgasms together - I love it!

It's really hard to say what anyone else was doing in the room at that time. I was in my own little world, lol - but once I gathered myself, I spied Hubby getting his cock sucked again, while R&R were still f*ing. This made me ready for another round, as I wanted Hubby to f* me too! I was assuming, at this point, that R&R were not going to f* anyone else, even though there hands and mouths were willing to explore. I wasn't going to let Ms. R take Hubby's load - I wanted it for myself - so I signaled to Hubby to come over to me, as I laid down on the bed, spreading my legs and inviting him in. ;) I was ultra sensitive now, and Hubby's cock felt beautiful as he slipped into my wet, warm, and worked pussy. And the moan he let out as he slipped into me told me that was what he had been waiting for. Hubby then f*ed me hard and fast, knowing that by this time, that's what I wanted, until he not only got me off again, but then got himself off. Did I mention I was in heaven? hehe

By now, Hubby, Mr. Yummy, and myself were pretty much spent. None of us had the energy to go another round right now. But I have to give R&R some serious credit here, because they were still going! So the three of us sat back watching the two of them go at it. Apparently they really enjoy being watched, lol - because they seemed to perform for us as much as they were performing for each other. ;)

After a while of watching R&R, I actually started to get revved up again, and I look over to see Mr. Yummy with a growing hard-on. I grab his hand, and lead him back over to the bed. Laying him on his back, I straddled him and proceeded to ride him. Then Hubby comes over, standing at the foot of the bed, watching me f* Mr. Yummy. This turned me on even more, and I started to ride fast and furious. I was nearing my own orgasm again, and Hubby came over to me and started whispering into my ear to, "give it to him good - f* him harder - make him explode in your hot, wet pussy..." OMG! Between the sensation of Mr. Yummy's cock and Hubby cheering me on, I exploded in an orgasm so hard that my body was nothing but one big wave of ecstasy! As I sat on top of Mr. Yummy trying to prolong the sensation, he also exploded with a moan that rocked the whole room! By this point, I was D-U-N, lol - and I guess Ms. R was reaching her own finale, because she let out a moan that was equal to my own.

I climbed off of Mr. Yummy, just in time for Mr. R to pull out of Ms. R, although he still had a raging hard-on. As I'm about to climb off the bed, Mr. R grabs me and asks if I'd like to taste Ms. R's cum from his cock. I couldn't resist. All night long I had been silently wishing I could play with the two of them, but I was trying to be respectful of her wishes, so I pretty much steered clear of them. With his invitation to suck him clean, I couldn't say no, so I did! :) Might I add, she is very tasty! I hope one night she'll loosen up enough to let us play with the two of them more. But again, I didn't finish off Mr. R, as she grabbed him, turned on all fours, and he proceeded to f* her doggy style.

I laid in bed with Mr. Yummy, while these two did their thing, and again, I have to give them both some serious kudos! They were at it for a while! I have no idea how many times either one of them got off that night, but I enjoyed watching Mr. R's face as he reached his peak during this round. It was hot watching him get off!

Now we're all spent. Things started to wind down, and R&R needed to head home. We watched them get dressed, we said goodbye with hugs and thank you's, and they left.

For the next half hour or so, Mr. Yummy and I laid in bed snuggling, while Hubby sat in his chair with a beer, as we all talked about the night and how much fun we had. There was a definite exhausted, but happy mood, as we talked about how we would have to do this again. I also interjected with my desire to have Mr. Yummy and Hubby alone one night, just the three of us, to which they both agreed. :)

You would think with all that has already taken place that night, that we'd all be ready for bed by now. But don't you know, at the end of our conversation about a threesome, Mr. Yummy says to me, "Call Lil' Pistol, and have her come to the hotel." Huh? It was about 3:30 in the morning, but I knew Lil' Pistol would still be out and about. I said to Mr. Yummy, "What? I wasn't enough for you tonight?" HA! He says, "That's not it." I said, "I know - you really want to f* her, don't you?" He said, "Yes." I said, "Okay, I'll call her, but I'm telling you now, while she might come over, she's not going to let you f* her." He said, "We'll see about that." I said, "I'm telling you, she and I have had sex, and we've talked a lot about sex in the process. She is faithful to her Husband, and guaranteed she'll tell you no." Again, he says, "We'll see." Then he says to me, "You just get her here, and then if you can get her to the bed with you, I'll take over. All it will take is three minutes, and I'll have her naked and f*ing." At that point I told him, "I'll see? Yeah, well, I'm telling you, you can try all you want - I'll even give you 30 minutes, but it isn't going to happen." Then I called Lil' Pistol.

When I talked to Lil' Pistol on the phone, I explained that R&R had left, and the three of us were still at the hotel chillin' out. Then I asked if she'd like to come to the hotel, but that she'd have to come alone. She said, "Okay", then we hung up and the three of us waited for her to get there.

After about half an hour of waiting, Lil' Pistol finally shows up. Ummm... Did I, or did I not, tell her she had to come alone? I did. But when she walks in the door, right behind her is some other chick. Is she serious? This is not a f*ing free-for-all! Hubby and I are still walking around the room with no clothes on, and Mr. Yummy only had his underwear on. We didn't know this chick at all, and I was really bothered by the fact that Lil' Pistol would have the audacity to bring a stranger with her, knowing full well what had been going on at the hotel that night. Then this chick walks in the room, looks around realizing we're all naked, and she says, "OMG - did we just walk into a swinger's party?!" OMG IS RIGHT! Next up, she immediately starts taking her clothes off! Holy Shit! I wanted to throttle Lil' Pistol! Within minutes, this chick is sitting on the bed naked with me and Mr. Yummy. I immediately got out of the bed, and walked over to the window to smoke a cigarette, because these knuckleheads got us a non-smoking room. Lil' Pistol lit up and stood there smoking with me by the window, and I said, "I thought I told you you had to come by yourself." She said, "I couldn't get rid of her, what was I supposed to do." My immediate thought would be, "tell me you can't make it." Then I looked over at the bed, and this other chick and Mr. Yummy were making out. I was extremely frustrated with Lil' Pistol, but given that Mr. Yummy had already hooked-up with this other girl, I didn't see the point in fighting with Lil' Pistol at the moment, although she and I are going to have a serious talk about this one later. As a matter of fact, given everything that has happened so far that night, I am going to have to have a major talk with both Lil' Pistol and Mr. Yummy. I need to lay down some serious ground-rules with them.

Finally, I started to relax a little bit, as Hubby seems to be enjoying the show that Mr. Yummy and this girl are putting on, not to mention that those two seemed to be having a good time of their own. Who am I to deny anyone pleasure. *sighs* I finish my cigarette, and walk over to the bed to sit down. Lil' Pistol follows, and sits on the bed with me, then starts kissing me. This seemed to distract Mr. Yummy and his new friend, and they stopped kissing each other, turning their attention to us. Next thing I know, both Mr. Yummy and this girl start touching us, caressing us, and overall trying to get in on what Lil' Pistol and I were doing. Then the girl gets off the bed and begins to take Lil' Pistols' clothes off, to which Lil' Pistol was none-too appreciative. Suddenly the focus became whether or not they could get Lil' Pistol out of her clothes, while Mr. Yummy started kissing on Lil' Pistols neck.

I do believe that I told Mr. Yummy he wouldn't' be able to f* Lil' Pistol. And she proved me right, as she fought with the two of them to keep her clothes on. I thought at one point I was going to have get involved with helping her remain dressed, because she was determined that she was not taking them off. Finally she says, "Look! My clothes are staying ON! If it was just LL & her Hubby, I wouldn't have a problem. If my husband was here, I wouldn't have a problem. But I am NOT having sex with the two of you here without my husband being here!" Then she tells Mr. Yummy what a great cock her husband has, and how her husbands presence is the only thing that is going to get her naked. Ouch. LOL She basically slapped Mr. Yummy's dick in the dirt in a big way, and it was bad blow to his ego. He immediately got off the bed, like a beaten spoiled brat, and said he had to go home. I tried to tell him, didn't I? Then she walked up to him and tried to explain why things had to be this way, knowing that she had hurt his ego. At the same time, I crawled off the bed, and walked up to him and said, "What about me?" I mean, I'm the reason he was there in first place, right? He said, "I'm sorry. I need to go." We all tried to tell him what a brat he was being, and to lighten up, while trying to get him to stay. Then he starts walking around the room trying to gather his clothes. Meanwhile, Lil' Pistol and I went to the window to smoke another cigarette, and she called her husband to come join the party.

As we're waiting for Lil' Pistols husband to show up, Mr. Yummy is still looking for all his clothes, when this other girl drops his drawers to his knees, and starts giving him a blowjob. It was enough to get him to stay, lol - and he laid down on the bed with her and began to enjoy himself again. The rest of us were just milling around the room waiting for Mr. Pistol to get there. Then Lil' Pistol takes my hand and leads me to the bed again, where she proceeds to make out with me, while the other two started feeling each other up, getting all hot and bothered again. Hubby was still sitting in his chair drinking another beer, while watching the newly developing festivities. Then Lil' Pistol gets off the bed and starts keeping an eye out through the window for Mr. Pistol's car.

I'm still laying on the bed, and I start chatting with Hubby, making sure he's having a good time. He assures me that his is enjoying himself, but I knew that he had too much to drink at that point to even try to get him hard. Then I start feeling hands on me from Mr. Yummy and his friend, and they start to bring me into their little thing they have going on. I figured, what the hell, so I just tried to go with the flow. Then this girl starts sucking on Mr. Yummy again, and he's hard as a rock. He looks at me and starts telling me, in some sign language kind of way, that he wants me to come over and sit on his cock. I was a little confused about this, because I assumed he'd be f*ing this other chick now. I found out later that while he had no problem kissing her or letting her suck his cock, there was no way he was going to f* her. Doh! We all agreed later that she was a little scary. Honestly, as rude as this going to sound, she looked a little used and abused, if you know what I mean. Anyway, per his request, I said, "Excuse me - coming on!" LOL I felt kind of bad doing this to her, as I'm sure she was also expecting him to f* her, but she actually took it fairly well. And then Mr. Yummy and I proceeded to f* again!

Mr. Yummy turned all his attention on me at that point. But this girl was not to be completely forgotten, and she starts touching me, playing with my clit while I rode Mr. Yummy. Mind you, I didn't know this chick for shit, but what she was doing to me, combined with Mr. Yummy's cock, felt great! She obviously knew what she was doing, lol - Next thing I know, she starts playing with my ass while she's still rubbing my clit with her other hand, and before I know it, she's finger-f*ing me while I'm stroking Mr. Yummy! I had no complaints - I was too far gone to care, and it felt damn good! Somehow, Mr. Yummy and I managed to climax together again! Damn, lol - I really didn't think I even had another one in me, but I wasn't complaining. ;) Mr. Yummy wasn't complaining either, as he laid there just trying to gather himself again. :)

After I collected myself once more, I climbed off Mr. Yummy and went over to Hubby and sat in his lap, snuggling, while Mr. Yummy got up and continued his search for his clothes - telling us how he really did need to get home because he needed some sleep and he had to work the next day. So we let him get dressed, we said our goodbyes, and he left.

I continued to snuggle with Hubby, being pretty wiped out from the nights sexscapades. Meanwhile, the other girl was just laying in the bed, chillin' out, and Lil' Pistol was somewhere outside the hotel, waiting for Mr. Pistol to get there. By this time, I'm pretty sure it's somewhere around 5:00 a.m.

About 10 minutes after Mr. Yummy left, Lil' Pistol walks in with her husband. As we're all saying hello, Lil' Pistol starts taking her clothes off, and then helps Mr. Pistol get out of his clothes. I got up off Hubby's lap to give hugs and say hello, and Lil' Pistol starts kissing me. I hear Hubby and Mr. Pistol saying hi to each other, and Lil' Pistol starts heading to the bed. Mind you, I haven't really had any female action that night, except for the little bit from the other girl while I was f*ing Mr. Yummy. I immediately laid Lil' Pistol on her back on the bed, and starting licking and sucking her. Mmmmm - I really do enjoy the taste of women! ;) I have no idea how long we were there, but I continued to devour Lil' Pistol until I had her creaming all over my face, hehe

After I satisfied Lil' Pistol, I went back the window to smoke another cigarette, and Mr. Pistol was sitting in another chair by the window. Lil' Pistol decided to join him, as she climbed on him, facing him and started f*ing her husband. I took a seat on the floor, Hubby was still planted in his chair with yet another beer, and the other girl remained on the bed, as we all watched Lil' Pistol have her way with her husband. It was sexy as hell the way she f*ed him - slow and rhythmic, as we watched her slide up and down his shaft, rocking her hips, and then got herself off twice while she was at it.

Eventually, she climbed off her husband, still leaving him with a hard-on from hell. I went to lay back down on the bed with the other girl, and Lil' Pistol joined me on my side of the bed to snuggle with me. Then Mr. Pistol hollars, "Comin' IN!" as he dives on the bed between me and the other girl. Then he says, "I just love being surrounded by women!" LOL As he layed there next to me, with Lil' Pistol on the other side of me, and the other girl on the other side of Mr. Pistol, we all started teasing him about how he was still hard. No one was doing anything about his hard-on, other than gawking at it, lol (yes, he had a big cock!) I can't believe I said this, but I looked at Lil' Pistol and said, "I know how to put that to good use! LOL" At first, she was a little stunned that I said it. She said, "What?" I said, "I have a condom in my bag, and I know how to put that cock to good use." She didn't look too receptive, so I decided maybe she didn't want me f*ing her husband, leaving me retracting my comment with a, "never mind." Then she takes my face between her hands, kisses me, and tells me it's okay, she doesn't mind. I said, "Seriously? I don't want to step on anyone's toes." She says, "Seriously, it's okay!" With that, Hubby finally gets off his chair, goes into our bag and grabs me a condom and hands it to me.

Lil' Pistol was really cool about it, as she grabs the condom out of my hand, opens it, then proceeds to put it on her husband for me. Now I have to tell you about this condom ... About the same time Lil' Pistol opens the package, she's also taking gum out of her mouth, because she wants to put it on him with her mouth. At that time, I smelled something minty, assuming it was her gum. But as Lil' Pistol is placing the condom on her husband, she says, "OMG! This condom tastes like mint!" I don't think any of us were aware that they make mint flavored condoms, LOL - and we all got a big laugh out of it! Once the condom was on, it was my turn to climb onto Mr. Pistol.

Honestly, he was the biggest cock I'd had in me all night, and it felt great! The only problem was that I had been in the top position one too many times that night, and my legs were really feeling it, lol - So I told Mr. Pistol that he was going to have to do a little work for this one, as he's laying there on his back with his hands behind his head. With that, we switched positions, as I layed on my belly and he went back to f*ing me from behind. It was awesome! I had Lil' Pistol laying next to me kissing me, while her husband had his way with me. And I had the other girl ever so gently making sure my hair was out of my face. Hubby is once again back in his chair watching as I got laid once again that night. Try as I may, and as good as it felt, I just couldn't get off again. But it did feel fabulous, just the same, and we continued to screw until Mr. Pistol got himself off.

The night was over, everyone was spent, except for maybe the girl that had shown up with Lil' Pistol - yeah, we all felt kind of bad about that one. But we all got dressed, left the hotel, dropped of the woman that was with Lil' Pistol, then me, Hubby, Lil' Pistol and her husband headed to breakfast, where we sat and talked about the night, and enjoyed each other's company for another hour or so. Hubby and I finally made it home around 9:30 that morning, where we headed to bed and passed out cold! LOL

This concludes the "Sexscapades". Was I lying when I said it was a wild night, well worth the wait? LOL I hope you enjoyed hearing all the details. It was definitely a crazy night! We could have gone without the drama, and the extra unknown chick, but all in all, it was FABULOUS! I honestly don't think I have ever been that sore after sex. The next day, I could barely move. Every muscle in my body was aching big time, lol - but ya know what? After we got home and got some sleep, Hubby gave me a massage, and then we went another round, just the two of us! I do love my Hubby - he rocks! ;)

xoxo

Sexscapades with a Capital "H.S." - part 2

At the moment I am sitting here wishing I hadn't gone out last night. It seems like more and more these days, Hubby and I have taken to going out on Friday nights, as well as my usual Wednesday night outings. Now I am sitting at work again with only two hours of sleep, and praying this day goes by fast so that I can go home and crawl back into bed. I really don't think I can take partying like this anymore - I'm tired as hell! lol Thank the Gods for coffee!! Back to telling you about a Ladies Night this week while I strive to stay awake...

So we arranged to meet with this second couple, whom we'll call "R&R". I was feeling very comfortable with these two, so we decided that we would meet with them during Ladies Night at the place we frequent. It just so happened that Hubby got the week off from work, so he would actually be able to go out with me to Ladies Night this week, without him having to worry about getting up at 4:30 in the morning to be at work the next day. It made for the perfect evening get-together. We were both excited about this particular meeting, because it was sounding like there was a definite possibility that things were going to work out with this one.

When we get to the bar that night, we spied R&R, recognizing them from their pictures. It was good to see that they represented themselves with current photos. We had done the same thing. (The previous couple we met did not do this. They were much older than their photos led us to believe.) We walk up to the table sharing hugs and hand shakes, since we had talked quite a bit over the two weeks prior to this meeting. They were every bit as fun in person as their conversations had been on-line. She's 35, and he's 39, so they were a little closer to our age, which also helped. (The previous couple was 10+ years older than us. Not that age is a problem, but at least be honest about it, right?) We partied with R&R for the next few hours, getting to know each other even better. It had been agreed upon prior to meeting, that we would get together in public first, and if we were all comfortable enough at the end of the night, then we would consider carrying the party forward. ;)

One thing I hadn't counted on that night was all the additional people we hang out with these days. All the guys usually work until midnight, so they hadn't been coming out much at all lately during the week. Don't you know, they all showed up that night, including Mr. Yummy, and of course, they all ended up sitting with Hubby and I and our "new friends", so it ended up being quite the party. I was worried that R&R would be a little overwhelmed, but they took things in stride.

There is also this cute woman that I had met several weeks ago, with a very yummy story as to how we actually met, but as usual, I'll have to share that one with you later, lol - She and I had been flirting with the idea of spending some alone time together. ;) Up until now though, all we had done was kiss - mostly she had been expressing her interest verbally, but was behaving a little stand-offish physically. Although she did seem to like to kiss me, because she has kissed me several times without my prompting it. It was like she couldn't decide if she was really ready to go through with it or not, lol. I'm not one to be pushy, so I have pretty much let her take the lead. Anyway, she doesn't always show up for ladies night either, but you've probably already figured out that she also showed up that night, and to my delight and amazement, she was ALL OVER ME!

If you can just imagine this whole scenario... Meeting R&R for the first time, with the possible intention of having sex with them that very night... trying to not lose my potential female playmate now that she's decided to "come out of the closet", LOL, while trying to continue to get to know this couple - and just to add more interest into the mix, there's at least 9 military guys thrown in for entertainment as they start getting drunk and crazy. The word "interesting" does not begin to cover it. But some how, between Hubby and I, we managed to balance it all out and everyone seemed to have a great time!

And here's something else that was interesting... Remember I mentioned meeting the first couple and it not working out so well? Get this... I have been going to this bar for, what? Almost two years now? Guess who showed up that night? Yeah - it was the man from that other couple! He walks in with some youngin' on his arm! Aside from the night we met him with the other woman, I have NEVER seen him in this bar. Of all the nights for him to decide to start taking his dates to this bar, he chooses the one night we're there with potential playmates! I couldn't believe it, and quite honestly, I found it a little unnerving - especially when I noticed him looking at me. Ugh. I tried my damnedest to avoid any eye contact with him - but if I even so much as glanced in his direction, because I had more friends sitting over by him and his date, he would be looking right at me. It made me uncomfortable. I was just thankful that Hubby happened to be there that night, and that we were surrounded by a crap load of friends. Otherwise I could see a very awkward situation arising out of that one. The worst of it is that now I'm going to have to keep an eye out for him when I go there alone, just so I can avoid him. He's really starting to give me the creeps. I'm really hoping this doesn't turn out to be some kind of stalker situation, but I also happen to be pretty good friends with the night manager and all the bartenders - so they will be my saving grace in the future, I'm sure, should I need some help. Anyway...

So here we all are, partying and having a great time, and in the midst of it all, I have this woman hanging all over me, kissing me, giving me lap dances, snuggling with me on the dance floor, even, lol - and then another girlfriend of mine walks in - one whom I have actually been in bed with, and now SHE'S kissing me and showing me all kinds of attention. Let me just tell you - I was feeling GREAT! Albeit a little flustered, wondering how the hell I was going to explain to these other two women that neither one of them was going to get to take me home that night! I'm just glad that this new couple already knew that I was bisexual, and they managed to handle all the "entertainment" pretty good! LOL I was really starting to feel a little like a Sex Goddess! YAY for ME!

Finally, the end of the night starts to near, and the bar announces that it's last call. Well, the whole purpose of the night was to feel out this new couple for an evening of fun. I was already comfortable enough with the idea, and so was Hubby, so we approached them about whether or not they were up for taking the party over to a near-by hotel. With big ol' smiles on their faces, they eagerly said, "Yes!", and we began to make arrangements for the rest of the night.

Now it was time to sneak away from the rest of this group, so we could move on to more adult fun. As far as the one woman was concerned, the one that was all over me all night, she was pretty much trashed, so I never had to explain anything to her. Our only concern was getting her home safely, because she was too drunk to drive. After a brief conversation, we figured out getting her home, and we started heading out of the bar to do just that.

Like things aren't exciting enough, we get outside of the bar, and it's mayhem - a ton of people milling around, still trying to party outside the bar, and we're trying to get to our vehicles. Next thing I know, I feel these arms wrap around me from behind, and it's Mr. Yummy. He leans in and whispers in my ear, "So what's going on? Where are you guys going?" I said, "We're trying to get this girl home safely." He says, "No, I mean, what are you and Hubby doing afterwards?" I said, "Why?" Still whispering in my ear, Mr. Yummy says, "Because you aren't going anywhere without me." I looked at him in a total state of disbelief! Are you kidding me?!?!?!? How many months have Mr. Yummy and I been playing this freakin' game? And he's going to choose THIS NIGHT to tell me that he finally wants to F* ME??? OMG! LOL

I truly could not believe what I was hearing! My brain was really scrambling on this one, because now I'm trying to figure out how the hell I'm supposed to tell Mr. Yummy "no" after all this time. I finally decided to tell him straight-up what was going on, because I couldn't see any other way to do it. So I tell him, "You see that couple we've been hanging out with?" He says, "Yeah - what about 'em?" I said, we're going to a hotel room to hang with them." He says, "I don't care. You're still not going anywhere without me." Well, shit! Now what do I do?!? LOL With that, I said, "No Baby, I don't think you understand... We are going to a swinger's party, and this couple is new to us, so I don't think it would be a good idea for you to join us tonight, because I don't know how they'd feel about it." Keeping in mind that Mr. Yummy is aware of our lifestyle, because this whole thing between us started based on his knowledge and curiosity about our lifestyle, Mr. Yummy says, "Again, YOU are not going anywhere without me!" And he starts kissing on my neck.

All I can say is, WOW! My panties are so wet at this point, because of all the attention I've already received so far that night, that if anyone were to touch me between my thighs, I would have probably cum on the spot! LOL But I still had to make a decision about the best way to handle this one, so I finally said, "I'll tell you what... I'll go over and talk to the couple, and if they are agreeable to you joining us, then you can come along. But if they say "no", you'll have to wait for another night." He agreed.

When I walked over to R&R, who were sitting patiently in their car waiting for the mayhem to settle down, I told them what was up. I started telling them about Mr. Yummy, and I said, "It's totally your call. If you aren't comfortable with him joining us, all you have to do is say the word." They looked at each other like they weren't quite sure how to take this latest development." I can't really blame them - I was as unsure as they were, lol, and it felt odd, to say the least, to be adding someone else in the mix when we hadn't even been with them yet - but I told them, "Mr. Yummy is a good guy. He's cool, but it's still your call." (It is worth noting that I had pointed Mr. Yummy out earlier that evening to Ms. R, telling her that I'd really like to f* him. She had laughed, agreeing that he was cute.) They didn't give me much of a reaction at this point. I finally said, "How about we go ahead and get this one girl home, and when we get back, you can let me know your decision." They agreed to that, so I went back to Mr. Yummy and let him know that it's still undecided. Then we took Cutie-pie home, leaving Hubby, Mr. Yummy, and the rest of the guys waiting for us in the bar parking lot.

In the midst of getting Cutie-pie home, we had to recruit the aid of woman #2, who was also all over me that night. We're going to call her "Lil' Pistol", cuz that's what she is - quite the hand-full, hehe So anyway, Lil' Pistol helps us to get Cutie-pie home, but Lil' Pistol has another woman with her, who we can't seem to get rid of, and whether we liked it or not, she was coming along for the ride.

We finally drop off Cutie-pie safe and sound. Lil' Pistol and I had taken her into the house, and on the way back down to the car, I told her what was going on, because she was asking me if we were going out to breakfast when we got back. In the process, I had to let her know that she wouldn't be able to "tag along" to the hotel, and she was understanding of the situation. Then we climbed into R&R's car, and headed back to the bar.

When we get back, Hubby and Mr. Yummy are still waiting for us, along with all the other guys. As I'm climbing out of the car, I asked R&R if they had decided about Mr. Yummy. Ms. R says that they have decided it's cool if he comes along, saying, "We'll see how things feel once we get to the hotel. If I end up feeling uncomfortable around him, we'll ask him to leave." What else could I say to that? I agreed and went to collect Hubby and Mr. Yummy.

Now the problems start to arise. This group that we hang out with loves to go to "after-parties". Most of the time the after-parties are at someone's house, and everyone was still hanging around when we got back, apparently waiting to find out who's house we were going to. The problem, of course, was that we weren't going to that kind of after-party, and obviously, they couldn't all come with us. It was a delicate situation, to say the least. How to tell these people that they couldn't come with us, without hurting feelings or pissing anyone off, and still managing to leave without anyone following us, while maintaining some kind of privacy about what was going on. Mr. Yummy didn't help this situation, AT ALL.

Of course, I can't seem to tell a story without a back-story, so here goes, lol... Mr. Yummy has been flirting with Lil' Pistol for a while now. She has been flirting back - she's also very good at the flirting game, but she doesn't "put out" because she's married, and they don't have an open marriage. She loves people to want her, and does a damn fine job at making sure they do. But the fact that she's married makes her the "forbidden fruit", which only drives these guys crazy, as they try to get her into bed anyway. She LOVES being the forbidden fruit, because she knows what it does to these guys, and it makes her feel powerful. I'm sure you are getting the picture here.

While we're standing in the parking lot trying to shake all these people, Mr. Yummy puts his arm around Lil' Pistol asking her if she's coming too. Thank goodness I had already had a talk with Lil' Pistol about what was going on, and she actually had to clue Mr. Yummy in on the fact that she wasn't invited, and that HE was extra cock in this scenario. Apparently he didn't quite get it, because he wanted his forbidden fruit too, and she had to explain it to him again. I was about ready to tell Mr. Yummy that he could kiss my ass, seriously. But I guess she finally got him to understand what was going on.

Then there's this chick that was with Lil' Pistol, who we couldn't seem to get rid of. She wants Mr. Yummy, but Mr. Yummy has no interest in her what-so-ever. Well, when she saw that Mr. Yummy was coming with us, she tried to talk Lil' Pistol into going with us too, so that she could tag along and hang all over Mr. Yummy. Did I mention DRAMA?! I hate this shit. She's leaning against our car, insisting that she and Lil' Pistol are coming with us. I finally looked at her and said, "You aren't invited." She was pissing me off and I just wanted to get on with the rest of my night. She looked at me in a total state of shock, but I think I got my point across. I felt bad about it afterwards, but what else could I do? Then I guess Lil' Pistol clued her in on what was going on too. Great! Now everybody knows our business. *sighs*

"Discrete" was supposed to be the word of the night, but these people were making it hard as hell. As I'm getting in our car to finally leave, the rest of the guys hanging around start walking up to me, asking me what was going on - where are we going - blah, blah, blah. At this point I had had it and told them, "We're going home." With that, I got into the car and we finally left.

In the past, we have managed to work things out in a much more quiet and reserved way than this. We're usually able to slip away without any issues, when other people who aren't involved are around. This is the first time we've had people practically demanding that they were coming with us. I suppose, in one respect, we should consider it a compliment that they want to continue hanging with us, but I have determined that any meet-ups in the future will definitely have to be made elsewhere, because this was just downright ridiculous.

Part 3 is just around the corner - stay tuned...

xoxo

Sexscapades with a Capital "H.S."

What's that, you ask??? "HS"?? "Sexscapades" doesn't even have an "h" in it?! No, you are absolutely correct. Actually, the "H. S." stands for HOLY SHIT! I have had some pretty crazy ladies nights in the past, but last night beat all others, hands down! Let me begin by filling you in a little on our extracurricular sex life...

All these years, when Hubby and/or I find playmates, it has always been on a whim. In other words, we go out & meet people, hang out, party together, or what ever, but basically, if we find someone we're interested in, we clue them in, and if they are agreeable, we take them home and play. :) For the most part, this has actually worked out well for us. I wouldn't say it was a regular thing, because we don't always go out looking for it, but it has happened often enough over the years that we can call it an on-going lifestyle for us.

I don't know if I have clarified this in the past, but if I haven't, I think now would probably be a good time to do so. .. Again, for the most part, the extracurricular sex in our life has been me going out and finding the playmates. On a rare occasion Hubby might find someone he was interested in, and we have had a few instances where we've swapped couples, but he has never really been that active in finding playmates for himself. Overall, he is more interested in watching me get f*ed by someone else, or enjoying the aftermath once I get home from a wild romp with someone. Does this make me a "hotwife"? I don't know. We've always just said we have an open marriage. Anyway...

Over the years, I've always had the desire to see Hubby be more active in the lifestyle, rather than simply standing by during the whole process, from the hunt right on through to the end. I think part of my desire might be out of guilt, because I feel, more often than not, like I'm the one having all the fun, and I'd love to see him have some fun of his own. That's not to say that he never has, but it is extremely rare. But, alas, he has always preferred to be more of a voyeur and captive audience to my stories. I've never really pushed the issue with him, assuming that if he really wanted it, he'd find it. Lately, though, with the pick-up of activity in my sexscapades, I am coming to realize more and more that Hubby really is content to watch and just hear the details... as long as he gets to f* me when it's all said and done. This is what he truly enjoys.

When it comes down to it, I really do enjoy when Hubby is present for the fun, whether he actively participates in some way, or just sits back and watches. But due to our work schedules being on completely opposite days, this just doesn't seem to happen anymore. While I have realized where his contentment lies, I still can't let go of wanting him to be more of a part of what's happening.

Well, lately I have found myself surrounded by pretty much the same group of people. For some reason, they always seem to be around when I go out, making it tough for me to sneak away and find new playmates when I want to. While this is okay for the most part, because I really do enjoy the group I hang out with, when you are hanging around the same people all the time, there is bound to be drama somewhere along the line - Mr. Yummy and Big T being a prime example. It also leaves me with slim pickin's, because I won't hop from one "friend" to the next when it comes to my sexscapades. If there is someone I'm interested in within the group I hang out with, if we hook up, that's the end of the line for me. I won't hook up with anyone else in that group. Never say never, but it's just not my way. I don't like to bed-hop among friends.

It just so happens that among this group of friends I hang out with, Mr. Yummy is who I chose for my prey, after he let me know he was "interested" - but we see where that has gotten me so far, right? lol Between the drama that has been going on, and my lack of selection, I have actually been contemplating giving the extracurricular sex life a break. It gets old after a while when you feel like all your doing is playing games. Games can be fun for a little while, but when there's no end result, it takes the fun completely out of it.

Well, one day while I was sitting at work, Mr. WS and I started text messaging each other, and he asked me if Hubby and I had ever used one of the adult websites to find playmates. I told him we hadn't, and he suggested we try one, or two...or three, LOL Prior to this, I would have never considered it. It just seemed to me that there were too many chances for weirdo's and freaks, and Hubby and I have always preferred to get to know people really well before we'd even consider suggesting a hook-up. But with the way things have been going lately, I decided that maybe Mr. WS's suggestion would be exactly what we needed to liven things up, so we went ahead and joined one of the websites.

Initially I was hesitant about where one of these sites could lead. I'm not really into "perverted", and I was sure that's all we would get. But we went ahead and filled out a profile, and sat back waiting to see what would happen. It didn't take long before we started getting hits on our profile, and shortly after that we started getting messages from people wanting to know if we wanted to get together.

I have to tell you that I was taken a little back by the amount of people who were interested. I called it the "fresh meat" stage, lol - because we were new to the site and, of course, the "new girl in town" means fresh meat for the pickings, lol I enjoyed this stage very much. ;) The compliments I received on my pics were enough to make Lady Lover blush more than once, LOL!

Hubby and I joined the site as a couple. This was also thrilling to me, because it meant that Hubby would finally get to participate in the process of finding playmates, as we can pick and choose who we would be willing to meet. And given the circumstances of it being an internet thing, there is no way in hell I would meet with anyone without Hubby being present - so the agreement was that Hubby and I would decide together who we would meet, and then we would go together and make the decision from there as to whether or not we would take it any further. The best part of all for me is that Hubby would have to be present for the fun if it went that far.

Through the messages we received for possible hook-ups, we started weeding out people we would be willing to even talk to, and then we started having conversations with some of the people to feel them out further. We finally settled on one couple that we had been talking with for a personal meet up. We scheduled an evening at a local bar once our schedules worked out, and we got together with them for a few drinks.

We spent about two hours sitting and chatting with this couple. We actually enjoyed just sitting there talking, but from a sexual standpoint, this couple just didn't do it for us. The woman, while nice enough, was just not Hubby's type in any way, shape, or form. And every time sex got brought up, I swear the guy needed a drool pan, and his eyes would get really big like he was ready to hop all over me. We won't even mention the fact that he just wasn't attractive, actually looking a bit greasy, if you know what I mean. And the more eager he became, the less attractive he was. At one point, the woman and I went the restroom together, and she confided in me that he also has another girlfriend. Well, as far as I care, the guy can have all the girlfriends he wants. But Hubby and I started to get the impression that this guy was just using this woman he was with to find more woman to screw. Something else that bothered us was that this guy was trying to act too much like a player. It wasn't attractive. And it doesn't help that, quite literally, two crack-whores walked up to our table while we were there, trying to hang all over this guy. Ewww. Not impressed.

Anyway, things just started to feel really wrong with this couple, so we tried to bow out gracefully. But then, every day for the next week, I was getting messages from this guy wanting us to come to his house and hop in his hot tub with him. Pushy people are a big turn off for me, so we finally ended up telling this couple that we decided we were going to put anymore meet-ups on hold, because Hubby would be leaving soon, and we wanted quality time together alone before he left. The next day we got a message from this woman, apologizing to us about how pushy he was. We haven't been in contact since.

Then we met another couple on-line through this site. At first it was the guy and I talking to each other, getting to know one another, when he eventually pops on me, "Oh, by the way, I have a girlfriend who is all part of this mix." That didn't bother me in the least, and she and I actually ended up chatting on-line as well. She and I hit it off really great! We spent about two weeks chatting on-line, and we finally set up a meeting in person, which leads me to telling you about last night...

Right now I'm pretty beat, as I'm still trying to recover from last night, lol - so I think I'm going to head to bed for now, and snuggle with Hubby until we fall asleep. ;) I'll try to be back soon to tell you the rest of this story. And believe me, it will be worth the wait!

xoxo

A-Camping We Will Go...

Last weeks work schedule basically kicked my butt. I got off work Wednesday morning at 8:00 a.m., but was unable to go home right away because I had some errands I needed to run. So when I got off work, I headed downtown to get some things done. It turned out to be a very, VERY long day, as I didn't end up getting home until almost 4:30 in the afternoon. Having been up for over 24 hours straight, I found myself utterly exhausted by the time I got home. My plan was to at least take a three hour nap, then get up and get ready to go out, because it was Fancy's last night in town, and since it was also ladies night, we had plans to party our butts off that night. Well, don't'cha know, I never made it out that night. I ended up sleeping straight through ladies night. I was bummed about it, but then again, there's always this week. :)

When I woke up Thursday morning, Hubby tells me a bunch of his buddies were going camping for the weekend, and they were leaving on Thursday afternoon. Given my work schedule, I usually miss out on the fun stuff that happens over the weekends. I had already missed a few camping trips because of work, and I really enjoy camping, so I told Hubby I'd love to go for at least an overnighter if he was up for it. He said, "Hell Yes!" With that, we packed the truck with all our camping gear, and headed out.


We had a great time camping! There were actually quite a few of us who went, but we ended up camping at two different campgrounds about 10 miles apart. The site we were at we called the "grown up camp", lol - because there were only four of us, and we were all in our late 30's/early 40's. What this means is that we were more laid back than the other group. The rest of the campers went to the "youngin's camp", because they were all in their 20's, and their only goal was to get trashed all weekend. Not that I'm not up for a good weekend of partying, but lets face it, I'm getting too damn old to be spending four days straight acting like a drunken idiot. It just doesn't appeal to me, and physically, I just can't handle that kind of partying anymore. Aside from age, the other difference was that we were eating grilled chicken, grilled shrimp, ribs & steaks, while the other guys spent their weekend eating burgers and brats! lol Of course, we had enough for everyone, but the youngin's didn't really come around much, so they missed out. Bum deal for them.

Some of the "kids" from the other group did stop by our camp on Thursday night. We all stayed up until about 3:00 a.m., drinking and carrying on. I got a little schnockered, to say the least, lol! I drank almost an entire bottle of Jack by myself! Oh... and Mr. Yummy was there too, so between being intoxicated, and my usual alcoholic horniness, especially where Mr. Yummy is concerned, Lady Lover became the flirt extrodinaire, LOL! Actually, Mr. Yummy and I were both hanging all over each other that night. He was even kissing on my neck at one point. AHHHHH!! This guy is driving me crazy!! We did manage to have a conversation, sometime through the course of the night, about the night I stayed at his house and his invitation to "sleep" with him that night. I basically asked him what was up that night, because of him stressing the fact that he wanted to talk to Hubby. He said that "flew right out the window when I started kissing him that night." If that's the case, I really wished he had been more aggressive in getting my ass into his bed. I simply can not figure this guy out. Hubby is convinced that Mr. Yummy is going to make his move on me after Hubby leaves for Iraq, completely tossing out Mr. Yummy's comment about being more comfortable with a threesome. I told Hubby he was probably right. As a matter of fact, I'm betting there are one or two other guys who will do the same thing, lol, and I told Hubby as much.

There's another guy in this mix of a camping trip that was also adding some interest to the evening too. I'm still feeling this one out though. He comes up to me and asks me about a certain rumor about a certain night, and a naked Lady Lover in a hot tub, wanting to know if was true or not. When I confessed that it was true, he leans in to whisper in my ear that he also has a hot tub. Life is just full of surprises these days, LOL! The only problem with this guy is that he's married, and I don't think he and his little wifey play the same game we do, so I have a feeling I'm going to have to be careful on this one. Although, he made it pretty clear, as he threw several subtle hints my way, that he was interested in "something". Our second night camping, he tried his damndest to get me to play strip poker, but I wasn't biting, because the fourth guy at our camp would have probably went high-tailing it for the woods if things got any more friendly than they were, lol

When we went to bed Thursday night, I was horny as hell. As soon as Hubby joined me in the tent, I basically raped his ass!! I have to tell you, I have a tendancy to get a bit vocal during sex, and when you add that I was as toasted as I was, staying quiet just wasn't an option. ;) As soon as Hubby and I got started, we realized how our "sounds" might be a bit loud in a camp ground, so we told the guys to turn up the radio that was playing. They did, but unfortunately, they thought we just wanted to hear the song that was playing, LOL - As it turns out, they ended up turning the radio down really low after the song was done, then proceeded to listen to Hubby and I having sex. It was funny as hell, actually, because those two started to giggle like to two school kids, and Hubby and I were too intent on what we were doing to care, LOL But if you can just imagine between the "ooo's and ahhh's" that Hubby and I were also laughing our asses off, it made for quite the funny moment! Of course, the next morning, the other two started razzing us right away, and continued to do so at every possible opportunity for the rest of the day! Here's to good times! LOL

Initially, we had plans to only stay for one night, because I had to work Saturday morning, but we ended up having such a good time, that Hubby and I braved staying another night. I'm still trying to decide if it was worth it or not, lol - It rained on us the second night there, and the temps dropped drastically because of it. I ended up laying in our tent shivering my ass off all night long, while Hubby tried to keep me warm. And poor Hubby was so paranoid about making sure we heard the alarm in the morning that he was afraid to let himself get any solid sleep. Well, we made it through about four hours of this when the alarm went off at 4:30 a.m.. Tired as hell, he and I climbed out of the tent, packed up, and headed home.

I'm happy to report that I did manage to make it to work on time that morning. :) It made for a very long day at work, again, but we had a good time, so it was worth it!

xoxo