Anyway, we first met this couple back in the spring and hit it off well. He (J) reminds me of a volleyball player - tall, good shape, decent guy. She (K) looks to be a little spitfire. She's got that shorty sporty look with a firm body, bobbed hair, a few hippy tattoos. Fit hippy chicks are certainly a type I enjoy - when they look like they can run a 5k in the morning and then kick back with a strong beer by a campfire... yummy. She was pretty quiet during our night out, which isn't a bad thing as he's just clearly the more social one. They followed us back to Hope's old house then, and in the car ride Hope expressed an inability to read her, to know if she was really down to fuck or just playing along. We did a little house tour when they arrived, the contrived kind that ends in the master bedroom, where we stayed for the next hour or so.

K was definitely an eager bi girl and spent a lot of time throughout the evening going down on Hope. I believe it was one of her first times with a girl. All that was good, and the view of her tight ass was quite fine. However, when she was the target of attention, it was a little more odd. She was very quiet. To the point that Hope and I both noticed and discussed afterwards. Whether I was fucking her or either of us were going down on her, there was very little feedback at all. Now I'm not saying everyone needs to moan like a porn star, but she was subdued in body language as well. Any semi-proficient lover takes cues from their partner as to what's working, what isn't, or what they want more of. It was very hard to read K. Between positions, she seemed to be enjoying herself, but it was a bit of a challenge to guess what she wanted next. It was more than just being passive or submissive too.

I don't want to give the impression it wasn't fun or they weren't a very cool couple, but when you're going down on someone new, it's good to have a clue if they're enjoying this or that. So I felt like it was just a guessing game where you kind of try every technique in the bag to find on the elicits a response.

Tonight, I'm planning to approach it a little differently. I've been around the block enough to know I'm not bad in bed. This time, if she's quiet again (maybe it was nerves the first time?) I'm going to skip the shotgun approach of trying to find something that rolls her eyes and finally coaxes out a moan. Instead I'll stay the path of solid, proven techniques. I'm going to enjoy her delicious little body and do pleasant things to her, regardless of a lack of feedback. Hope and I both have a feel for what to expect, but knowing she's quiet even if she's enjoying herself, is good prior knowledge. After all, she must of enjoyed the last time we were together because we got the callback. Plus she's been flirting with Hope leading up to tonight. When I was chatting with Hope earlier, she revealed that since K is big on going down on her, she requested that meanwhile she wants both dicks at her mouth (giving the universal double handjob motion while she said this LOL). Maybe I'll be able to break out the camera and report back ;-)

Audience participation time -- what do you do when you get a very quiet one in bed?

[also, let me know if you all can see the pic] 

So anyway, we were heading in with partying in mind, not no expectations on hooking up there. Many of our closer fun friends in this group aren't really fuckable for us. And sure enough an hour or so in, we're hanging mostly in the back smoking section, sneaking some pot here and there (we were already on edibles), and having a good time. There was a girl I had dated for a bit floating around, M. She was cool and a great fuck, but Hope wasn't into her. M was back to single I think at this point (she was hauling around a mindless meathead for a while), and I wouldn't mind another roll in the hay with her at all. She's a short gal, a little thick, but perfect C-cup tits (seriously, surgically perfect as she had a breast reduction). She was bi and a nice little fuck, but I let that thought go because Hope wasn't down. M had her group of friends there too, who we don't really know. There was a sub-par couple she hangs around with that we wanted no part of either. Besides being rough looking, they were full of drama and best to avoid. However, as part of this group was a skinny brunette I hadn't seen before.

Turns out, Hope and I both were watching her. We just called her "skinny girl" as we watched her migrate around for the next hour. She wasn't that tall, but was quite thin, wearing a white lace lingerie outfit, with a peirced upper lip. She didn't really have hips, had smallish, somewhat floppy, tits that showed well in her outfit, and those thin legs with little muscle definition that makes her knees look "knobby". She was about our age, around 40, so I knew while she looked nice and tight, she probably didn't have that firm 20 year old skin. But it was all good. She was nice new eye candy.

As everyone was getting a little drunker and/or higher, things got a little wilder in the back room. It was a pretty large smoking area with lots of cheap restaurant chairs and little tables. At the time there were probably 30-40 people back there, broken down into various groups or couples. I think M started really escalating things when she started blowing the guy of the couple mentioned above. Not much play usually happens in this space, but it wasn't that uncommon either. M was trying to coax skinny girl into joining (her name is J), but she didn't seem to have interest in the guy. So things switched around a bit, and M started going down on J. J was sitting in a chair against a wall, and M got on her knees if front of her, scooted J's ass forward, and dove into her shaved pussy, pushing the white lace aside.

Around this time, Hope excused herself to the restroom. I watched over the next couple minutes as the bolder guys in our little group jumped into the action in various ways - either getting a finger or two inside J, playing with her tits, or even getting a short turn between her legs. When Hope returned a guy friend (S) was down on J, M was back to that other guy, and I was getting horny. I tried to encourage through nods to get Hope in on J, but she wasn't sure about playing like this back in the smoking room. I could also tell S was smitten with J, and one possible path next was a group of 6-8 taking off for a room. But there were too many people that we had no interest in playing with, so didn't really want that route. S had gone off to his girlfriend, probably similarly trying to figure out what was next. M then rolled up to me, with Hope next to me, and started flirting heavily. I could have easily had her mouth on my dick then, but was angling. So we asked some innocent questions about J - if she was single, if she was new to the lifestyle, etc. The interesting bit of info was that she was relatively new to both the lifestyle and being skinny - she had recently lost quite a bit of weight.

M caught on quickly that we both liked her. Then she did that ultimate cringe action of yelling out to J and calling her over for a more formal introduction. The playing had since subsided and J stood up and walked the few feet over to us, cigarette in hand. M then sang praises about Hope and me and how great we are, then proceeded to pretty much tell her we liked her. It was cringe worthy and very middle-school. But effective. After the showing off, I think she was horned up and ready to go. So I finally spoke up and asked her if she'd like to go find a room with us. There may have been a split second of wondering if we should invite a larger group, but M quickly suggested too that the three of us go find a room. I think one of M's goals was to get J laid, and I guess we were a good pick for that.

The next bit was pretty much straight out of a porn movie. Hope and I walking down a hall, each with an arm around this new hottie, looking for a room. Thankfully on this crowded night we found on pretty quickly. It had two beds, and one had been used (universal club signal is turned up sheets on the corner of a bed), but the other looked clean, so we hustled in and closed the door -- this girl was just for us!

The fucking was phenomenal. A good bit of girl/girl time with my hands wandering, a short two-on-one blowjob, then J gobbling my cock like it was here job. Then there was some solid fucking time in various positions, with Hope mostly being a voyeur (she loves to watch me fuck). J's pussy was sweet and tight. After a few different positions, I figured out that J simply liked to be pounded. So we landed in doggy style, with Hope alongside, and I pounded away. Her slim shoulders and bony hips were a huge turnon for me. Turns out when two skinny people fuck like that, there will be bruising. I literally had bruises the next day around my pelvic bone from slamming into her skinny ass. With encouragement from Hope, I finally let myself cum.

It was a long, hot session. We rested up on the bed for several minutes before anyone really moved. Then we got dressed, gathered our crap, turned up the bedsheet corner, and left - only to find a line of people waiting for a room to open up. One of the employees was first in, thankfully, to change out the bedding for the next round. We made our way back to the smoking room. I think M had disappeared to the hot tub, but we thanked her graciously for the intro later. I got a nice knowing nod from S (who I believe ended up fucking J later, but not sure). In all, a great night. It's great to head to parties with no expectations beyond hanging out with friends and then end up scoring with one of the hottest newbies to show up that night.

 [trying out the ability to add images, linking to a private gallery here. Can someone leave a comment and let me know if it works or not?]

After the long drive, we cruised in timidly. We're not really in a house party loop, but aren't strangers to the scene either. We were probably on the later side of arriving, so a good number of couples were already there, standing around in the kitchen as we Americans tend to do at parties. Two things struck us immediately. First was the general hotness of the group. There were about 8 couples there plus us and the hosts and everyone was attractive. They were all pretty well dressed (a warning sign - but more on that in a bit), drinks were in everyone's hands, and the setup in the open layout of the house looked good. But to this day I haven't been to another party where everyone was 100% fuckable. The other thing we noticed was their ages. We were probably a solid 10 years older than everyone else (me, maybe 15 as I'm 5 years older than Hope). This reduces the common conversational ground, but at that point, I didn't really care. At least there was plenty of eye candy.

An hour or two in, we met many people, generally had a good relaxed time. We had the house tour, and it was set up well, with bedrooms available upstairs for play. But we had not seen a single couple or anyone venture upstairs at all. This is where everyone being well dressed comes in. I have a working hypothesis that there are 2 main types of swinger get-togethers. My favorite is when you all come in, get drinks, get rowdy, then start getting naked and fucking. Not some huge orgy in the living room per se, but at least pairing off and getting activities going upstairs. Then after round 1, half naked people wandering around, more drinking, snacking, then more fucking. But then there's this other side that we call "dinner party swingers" which is the group we had here. They like to dress up, plenty slutty by the way (lots of low-cut tops and high-split dresses or too-short skirts), but then that's all they do. It's a cocktail party with flirty people in sexy clothes. There's certainly a place for that (especially meet & greets in public bars), but "house party" doesn't connotate that to me, especially the way the hosts described the event.

We had a long drive home ahead of us, and at this point in the evening, we started trying to light a match to get the fire going. There was extra innuendo, some asking about the rooms, generally trying to lead people to the idea that there's space up there to fuck, so people should go fuck. It wasn't working well. We rounded back by a couple we had met earlier who also didn't know anyone there, and funny enough they lived close to us. We mentioned our desire to get something moving, and J took the bait quickly. She is tough to describe. Tallish (plus heels), very thin, very tight jeans, nice low-slung top with healthy tits, very long hair. She was attractive, but also had a good hippy vibe going on. Her guy E was closer to our age, a little heavy set, but well proportioned and from conversation, had a good head on his shoulders.

J got on board quickly and the four us came up with the plan. We were going to head upstairs in a fairly obvious way, then we'd pick a central bedroom and leave the door open (the universal swinger sign that you're open for company). Once up there, we chatted about how people certainly noticed, and we'd have to see if anyone else would grow a pair and come up as well. Of course, during this conversation, we were each stripping down. Then there's that phase of heavy petting with everyone nearly naked. J was looking quite awesome in some tiny undies, and Hope and I were both eager to get on that. LOL

The was a good amount of girl-girl action getting started. They were intentionally being a little loud at this point, hoping to draw another couple up - but it didn't take long to pretty much forget about the party downstairs. Sex-wise, it was mostly just me and the girls as E apparently had a little too much to drink and wasn't going to get hard enough to fuck, though he did participate some. I don't recall a lot of details about the fucking, but do remember one view of J as I was fucking her from behind and her face was buried in Hope's pussy. Towards the end of the session, I was fucking Hope on her back, enjoying the helping hands from J, while E was off to the side mostly just watching. I pulled out at the end and blasted a nice load across Hope's stomach. As we relaxed a little, Hope started reaching off the bed to find a towel to clean up with (they're often stacked in play rooms at parties like this). J, who had just cleaned off my dick with her mouth, stopped the action. I was a little confused until she literally moved me out of the way and took up a position over Hope where she started licking all my cum off of her. It was amazing. There's typically not a lot of cum play in foursomes - often you finish in a condom or in/on your partner, then wipe down and you're done. But this girl loved cum and lapped it all up, finishing up with a nice long kiss for Hope. Well played.

Afterwards, after properly cleaning up a bit, the four of us wandered back downstairs, where everyone was still just hanging and chatting. Oh well, no bigger fire started, but we had a great time. On the way out, the hosts each commented that they wanted to join in, but had to perform their hosting duties. We've kept them on the radar with occasional texts, but so far we haven't been able to line up a weekend where we could meet up with them. Still looking forward to that at some point.

Usually planning any kind of drive, I pull up maps ahead of time and figure a route. But we were both vaguely familiar with the town, so after dinner simply plugged the address into the GPS and headed out. Most of the ride was highway, but after the exit, the roads got smaller quickly. Soon we were winding through dark woods. In mid winter, it had already been dark for hours. Finally we made the last turn onto their road and followed some info they provided about navigating the driveway. It was a sprawling ranch in the middle of nowhere. Some fields, lots of trees, nobody within screaming distance. Suddenly we both were pretty nervous, questioning wtf we were doing out there. Walking up to the house, we passed a car in the driveway, so I snapped a picture of the license plate and texted a friend - "if we go missing, start with this tag" - better safe than sorry!

Ring the doorbell, and the first thing we notice is a very large, loud dog. But two minutes in the house, and we were fine and relaxed. They were still cleaning up from dinner, so we stood and chatted a minute, but soon everyone had a drink in hand and sitting on their large L-shaped sofa in front of a fireplace. She, V, was a mid-40s yoga MILF, much as we expected from their pics. Her brown hair was pulled back in a ponytail, and she wore tight designer jeans with no shoes along with a loose fitting top with a mostly open back. Her build was pretty average in general, but quite good for over 40. Good hips, broad back, nice C-cup tits, and all around relaxed and groovy. He, J, wasn't bad either, with salt and pepper hair, a bit muscular but looking more fit than bulky. With a bit of an Italian look and maybe due to the haircut too, he reminded me of a second-string guy from the Sopranos.

Their story wasn't that unique. Both were on their second marriage, and he had introduced her to the lifestyle relatively recently, and she was loving it. He was clearly the organizer (and whom we had chatted with online), while she was the in-person social one. The four of us got along well, sharing stories and having a few drinks. Talk turned to yoga, a topic I've found people aren't always honest about. Taking 4 yoga classes 3 years ago doesn't mean you can say, "I do yoga too!" But V was pretty serious about it, moving along to become a teacher. She broke out a little wheel thing I had never seen (no props in my yoga), and showed off a little with it. So I took a turn as well and managed to impress them with some poses even though her wheel was a size or two smaller than what a 6' guy should have used. This got our bodies closer for the first time after mostly sitting on the couch talking. But it was enough for a little touching, and then a few nods, and then we were off to their bedroom.

We were naked in no time. V's ass and legs were a little softer than her tight jeans would lead on, but still very hot. She was also beat to hell, with bruises up and down the back of her legs and ass. Turns out they like rough sex. As we initially paired off, J was encouraging me to slap her ass, etc. I've never been a fan of rougher sex as I'm just not a very dominant person and have no desire to hold dominion over another person. Hope isn't down for rough either, so I did make it pretty clear around then that we're up for some spanking and such, but that neither of us go much beyond that. They were cool with that.

Both girls were bi, so there was some good mixing of positions. I was fucking V for a bit, but got the read that she wanted it more physical. Meanwhile, Hope was on top of J and he was regularly doing that spank/hip grab thing. I tried to take some cues, but don't think I could bring myself to spank V as hard as she wanted. We had just come off a New Year's Eve party that involved a good bit of double-penetration, so Hope asked me to come around and DV her with J. He was totally down with that, and apparently this wasn't in V's rotation so she really wanted to see it. We definitely both love DV. It's a fascinating thing with his condom-wrapped dick inside my girlfriend, then I slide in there too. Very hot. I think the tightness was a little much for J, and he called that position before too long.

Then it was time for V to be the center of attention. What I remember most vividly was my being up around her shoulders, essentially holding her down, while Hope was between her legs with some guidance from J. He walked Hope through what V liked and before long, there was fisting. Rather aggressive fisting too, with V responding positively as I held her down more and more. This was the first (and only time so far) that Hope has ever fisted anyone. As it came time for us to finish up, Hope sucked J off while I was fucking her, kind of in a laying down spitroast. Once she made J cum, I rallied, pulled out and sprayed her with cum too (I think V had a hand in there as well).

After guzzling some water and more chitchat, we made our way to the door. There was a little joking talk of a future meeting, but they were moving to the west coast in the next few months. I just pulled up their profile and sure enough they now live in Washington state. At least we'll have someone to look up whenever we make it that direction.

A few drinks in, we surveyed our prospects. Some non-play friends, many that were just No, a few couples that would be a lot of effort to wine and dine and get to know. And then there was L&H. We summed things up between us pretty quickly - do we want to fuck L&H? I could fuck L&H. OK, let's fuck L&H. H was a stocky guy, who surely pictures himself as all muscle, but he was pretty large. His gut wasn't sloppy at all on him, though. He could be brusque and rough, but you could see teddy bear in his personality too. L was a total MILF. Throw her in some mom jeans and a bad sweater, and she looks like half of suburbia. But tight jeans, a low-cut top with a push-up bra, heels and a unique hair style, she looks good. Certainly tumblr milf blog quality. Plus we knew she was bi from one of H's stories about how he's seen two women together so much it doesn't even turn him on now. (That's a really asshole-ish statement on many levels, indicating that he doesn't get off on his wife's pleasure. But whatever, we're just fucking them, not dating them.)

We broached the topic of the current situation with them. The conversation went something along the lines of our pointing out the small crowd and not much happening there, then a leading question as to what was next. Quickly we suggested just heading back to my place (this was before Hope and I lived together). H was kind of drunk (they're one of those couples who take turns driving so the other can over-indulge), so I convened with L to provide directions. As we killed our beverages and cashed out, with play on the horizon, we all got way more flirty and touchy. A little making out and ass-grabbing kind of stuff. I was viewing L in a different light now that I knew I'd get to see her naked on my bed, and I couldn't wait to get those skin tight jeans off her ass.

Once at my place, we opened the obligatory next round of beers, but pretty much headed straight upstairs to the bedroom. We paired off quickly, and L had my cock in her mouth before any clothes were off. Apparently this bi little milf liked giving head too. A lot. And it was good. I called it quickly to get her naked; meanwhile Hope and H were getting naked as well. L looked good in the nude too. She had that wide milf ass thing going on, which I enjoy. I should note at this point there was some discussion/rumbling about condoms. Turns out they like to bareback (we do not), and part of the issue is that when H gets a few beers in him, it's tough to fuck wearing a condom. Even worse was that he has a thick dick and needs wider than normal condoms - but all I have on hand are regular sized ones. (Duh - if you need special equipment to fuck, bring that shit with you!). I felt a little bad for Hope, but let it all play out.

Once L was naked on the bed, I started down on her - nice shaved pussy, mostly an innie if I recall. With her C cup tits, she was quite a nice little sight. Hope arrived on the scene and joined in (or took over) the oral. I don't know if there was any awkwardness at all given their previous vanilla relationship, but it all seemed good. With us down on her, L was able to suck H to help get him hard. Soon we were ready to move on, so I condomed up and got to fucking L. Even with her hubbies thick cock, she was still nice and tight. A little too tight with that hot view, to be honest, and I almost came quickly. I did one of those half pull-out, clamp down and stop the orgasm moves with partial success. Kind of half-came, but not enough to release or stop from being hard, but most sensation was gone then. So as H fumbled with condoms and his limpness, we kept fucking for a bit more. Finally H was ready and pounding away at Hope. I know she doesn't like this kind of fucking much - it's a common thing with guys who believe that pounding away as hard and as fast as possible is the best way to fuck. It isn't; it has it's place but it's a lame go-to, and not good if that's your only move. Hope was able to put a stop to this relentless pounding and climb atop him to grind to a quick little orgasm herself.

At this point something I've noticed is pretty common with full-swap couples happened. There should be a word for this. It's the stage where you're pretty much done with the other partner and want to get back to your own for the final solid orgasm to finish off. It's often a nod or a hand gesture to kick this off, but can't remember how we called it this time. So in no time, H ripped off his condom and started pounding away at L. Hope and I fucked too, which let both of us get off for real this time - no forcing, no stifling.

In all, it was fun and our best prospect for that evening. Funny thing is, a couple weeks later we ran into them at another M&G. L came up to me (I hadn't seen H yet) and planted fat kiss on me with a huge hug. I stepped back and looked at her with almost zero recognition. Then I did a quick up and down look at her body in a sundress and finally recognized her. Oops. I don't think either of us would mind seeing L naked on the bed again, but as a couple, this was likely a one-and-done.