Wednesday, May 30, 2012

Mr. Sunbuckus: One Night, Two Parties

Part of trying everything in the lifestyle, I had decided about a month earlier to sign up for a swankier party. It was to be held at a mansion and hosted by two ex-adult film stars. The price of admission was farely high, although the hosts did provide some food (hamburgers and hotdogs) and drinks (generic soda and water).

Mrs. Sunbuckus was a little nervous about the party due to the attractiveness of the other people who were signed up to go. She also had heard that big parties like that were very hit and miss. I told her that we would try it out and go from there.

It turns out that our friend, Mr. B, was also going to a much smaller party the same night, so as a backup plan Mrs. Sunbuckus had asked Mr. B if we could go to their party should ours turn into a bust.

So the big night came. It was certainly a nice home. We parked away from the house and the hosts had a limo going back and forth to pick people up and drop them off. The home itself was quite spacious, with a big backyard, small-ish but elegant pool, and a hot tub. About half the rooms in the home were blocked off, with only two marked for "Playtime" with another, outside-accessible only room also marked for playtime, for a total of four indoors beds and one outdoors bed, which was really just an air mattress. I remarked to Mrs. Sunbuckus that, for the number of guests attending, that seemed like it might be an inadequate amount of playroom.

As befit a larger party in a swanky neighborhood, there were plenty of good-looking women wearing skimpy bathing suits. I did notice that several of them also wore coverups for their bottoms, which seemed a little odd to me. After all, at most of the swinger parties we have been to so far, the women walked around either naked or practically naked. We changed into our outfits in one of the nice bathrooms and stowed our gear away. I tucked some condoms and lube into my shorts just in case we needed them.

When we arrived, there were maybe 50 or so people milling around, with more coming in every ten minutes or so as the limo driver made his rounds. The hosts were certainly nice enough, and there was a photographer taking pictures on request. Most of the people had formed into small groups of four-five couples. My observation of the types of people who were there:
  • Older couples, not in swimsuits, who hung out at a table and talked with each other
  • Older men with their trophy-wife younger wives or girlfriends who appeared to be there just to show off how hot their wife or girlfriend is
  • Younger, successful, attractive men with their hot wife or girlfriend, again showing off
  • A few real swinger couples who were probably excited about all the hot action they might get with the attractive people
  • Some regular-ish people who came to the party to check out what it's like

So, we did talk to a few couples, some in from out of state. There was a classic cougar situation with an older woman and her younger boyfriend or husband. She was still attractive, but they weren't swinging, just observing. This was the third party they had gone to that was hosted by this particular group. They were a nice couple, just apparently not interested in having sex with other people. Too bad, because Mrs. Sunbuckus was attracted to the guy and I would totally have played the shit out of the woman.

After a couple hours of nothing but milling around by most guests and no action going on, we decided to try and get some people to start playing. I had taken a viagra earlier so that I could stay hard if there were minor distractions, as there tend to be at parties. So we went into one of the playrooms and Mrs. Sunbuckus started sucking my cock. But the room was completely dark and no one would be able to see what was going on. So I had us move to one of the two remaining, prominent rooms, where she again started sucking my cock.

Now, at this house, every bedroom has a bathroom, so there were about four bathrooms total available for the 200+ guests, so you can imagine that the bathrooms were in quite high demand. As Mrs. Sunbuckus kept sucking my cock, people would walk by the bed on their way to the bathroom and hardly even pay attention. Fortunately, one gentleman and his playmate walked in and decided to play with us. As it turned out though, the woman was "on restriction" because she has some sort of master/slave relationship going on with another person who was not at the party. The gentleman did fuck Mrs. Sunbuckus a bit, but it only lasted a few minutes. I did get a couple handfuls of boobs from his playmate, but again, it was not much. All the while, people kept walking by and were like "Oh, excuse us, we're just going to use the bathroom..."

Now I'm just like "What the heck is going on here?" At any other party, a nice blowjob would have attracted a crowd of people, and some would have invariably joined in. Meanwhile, outside, people are still hanging out in small groups, talking, doing nothing but looking pretty and drinking alcohol. A few groups are playing with whipped cream on boobs, but no real swinging is going on. Mrs. Sunbuckus and I go to a room with two beds in it, and finally she mounts me and rides me until she gushes all over my cock, and stomach, and legs...

In the other bed is another couple, young-ish looking, and they're playing with each other. Suddenly the guy gets up and leaves, so I ask the woman if he left I can come over there and "take care of that" for you. Although in a pleasant, tone, she insisted that he is coming back and no help was needed whatsoever. So much for playtime.

By this time it's getting later into the night, so Mrs. Sunbuckus and I decide to call this party a bust and head over to Mr. B's party. On the way out, we saw another couple that we had met at the club the prior night. They had only been there 45 minutes and were already leaving. We also saw arriving another couple we had met at our first party but had not played with. I decided that we still needed to go because nobody was really playing.

We drove over to Mr. B's party, which was about as opposite of the other party as it gets. The house was in a rundown part of town, the guest were not nearly as attractive, no pool, but it did have nice people who wanted to do some swinging. We had been there maybe fifteen minutes, said hi to everybody, before Mrs. Sunbuckus and Mr. B got onto a bed and started playing. There was another woman who joined us and I ended up playing with her for about forty five minutes or so. While not the most attractive woman I had met that night, she was the one who played the hardest with us.

As we finished up playing there, another couple came to the party. We had been sort of interested in meeting them, but had not sent them any email or anything. Well, now they were there, at the party. However, by this time we were getting tired and I had to rest, so we excused ourselves from the room before those two started having an orgy with about two women and five men or something like that. I would have liked to play with the woman, but we were getting tired and finally, around 1am, decided to leave the party.

In retrospect of the first party, I believe there wasn't much, if any, playing, because the crowd was mostly younger and it seemed like most of the couples were showing off with a "You can look but not touch!" attitude. Which is pretty much the opposite of what a swinger's party should be. Also, as with many younger people, they have more conservative views on sex and are less comfortable with their body image than older people tend to be. That's not to say all are like that, just that most are like that. And when the older man, young trophy wife dynamic comes in, it's very clear that those couples are not interested in playing, just for the woman to show up and look good while the man shows off his woman. Very frustrating, and then it's like "Why would you even sign up for a party like this if that's all you're going to do?"

So, from now on, we'll probably be avoiding the big, swanky parties like that. First of all, there is the cost, although that is a relatively minor issue. Second of all, we want to have fun. Sexy kind of fun, and that wasn't happening there. As I remarked to several people, "My eyes are happy but my penis is sad."

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