Let’s Get this Party Started

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In early May, I went to an erotic party with my friend T. Both of us were nervous and excited to attend, not knowing what to expect or what we wanted out of the evening. I just knew that I wanted to be open to new experiences and to really participate, not just watch from the sidelines. Along those lines, I used the event’s pink pleasure theme as an excuse to purchase a new set of sexy lingerie. I also knew that I didn’t want to have sex with a stranger, but, did I want to connect with anyone? And, if so, to what extent did I want to engage?

Soon after we arrived, T and I were introduced to Hank who was giving each guest a tour of the space and also introduced folks to another. Awhile later, the party got underway; first, with a ritual, welcoming everyone and then, the host demonstrated consent: a key element to the party. At this point, the party was set in motion.

Where did I wish to start? The people having sex off on the side seem to be having fun, but I had no desire to join them. And, I wasn’t sure that I desired to be flogged. As I was standing and talking with T, Hank asked if he could touch my arm. I said yes. It felt nice. He then asked if he could massage my neck. I said yes again and that also felt nice; very nice, in fact. Next, Hank asked it he could kiss me. I froze for a second – I hadn’t kissed anyone other than my husband in 20+ years. In that moment, it was a clear no, which I communicated to him while thanking him for his interest.

Hank continued to touch and massage me and we walked over to the corner where a massage table was set up and he gave me a bit more of a massage. Then, at my invitation, he climbed onto the table with me. Feeling bolder and at ease with him, I gave him permission to touch me in a more sexually explicit way as well as to kiss me. It was very erotic and alluring, feeling his attention on me and his desire for me. It was a heady aphrodisiac. While we were kissing, he said, “I can’t wait to taste you,” which sent shivers and electricity through me and continued to do so every time I thought about it in the week that followed. I definitely wasn’t ready for oral sex, but the statement was extremely arousing!

After our make-out session, Hank asked for my phone number, which I gave him, and he asked if he could take me to dinner to which I replied maybe. He texted me right away so I would have his number, but I waited until the next evening to reply. I wanted to see if I was still interested before I encouraged further interactions.

The day after the party I shared the whole story with Viktor, who was very turned on by what he heard. As I spoke, I could feel that I was still buzzing with the energy from the night before; I felt feverish and untethered. Once I concluded my tale, Viktor began to kiss me intently, touching my breasts and further igniting my turn on until he pleasured me to orgasm. It was clear that this first foray into the unknown world of an open marriage was a positive one for us and was having its desired result, helping me explore my turn on and enhancing our sexual intimacy.

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While happily married to my soulmate for 20+ years, after years of body shame and sexual shutdown, I am ready to step into my sexual power as we open up our relationship and explore the possibilities.

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