Orgies, Threesomes and General Debauchery

Orgies, Threesomes and General Debauchery

Fuck me, I had a great weekend! Too much stuff transpired to go over now. Anyhow I’ll probably save the juicy bits for my book. But here is the short version:

Friday night M and I went to a Fever, an exclusive Swinger’s club. I’ve seen things there that I thought only existed in pornos. Can you imagine a 20-person orgy? It was fantastic and cringeworthy at the same time.

I was only a spectator, however. Not that I’m opposed to swinging, but 20 people on one (huge) bed is a little too much for me. I need a dark corner somewhere; somewhere where I’m not so much on display. It was fascinating watching others. I watched a guy fuck a girl from behind in a Jacuzzi. I saw women getting eaten out. I saw blowjobs and fucking. ‘Caligulia would have blushed.’

After Fever M and I had some pals waiting at an exclusive London nightclub. It’s one of these places where celebs hang out; and you see photos of them leaving the club late at night in the London Lite the next day. There was a famous singer/actress there with her brother in tow.

I got home at 4AM. Slept until 2PM. Walked the dogs. Ate lunch. Then went out on the trot with M again. We had a few drinks there. Some weird bald guys and their short friends were hitting on me. One of these short guys as I found out later works with the BFE. Jesus, it’s a small world! Can’t I fuck anyone in London with out them knowing a friend of a friend of a friend?

After midnight we headed to another posh bar. We found some cute guys to buy us drinks all night. We met this guy, Chris, who’s a guitarist. I was talking to him for most of the night. He seemed like a nice guy. He was cute, but had a ridiculous amount of bracelets on his arm. Can he play guitar with all that? Surely it must get in the way?

The club closed around 3AM (I think). M, Chris and I all headed back to Mitzi’s flat. We had more drinks, more laughs and good conversation. When I had to pee, M and I called an emergency conference in the loo. We both agreed that Chris seemed to be up for anything.

We went back into the lounge. M kissed Chris. Then Chris kissed me. Then he kissed M again while I was rubbing his cock.

Soon we headed into the bedroom. The three of us took off our clothes. M and I took turns fucking Chris. He was good at multi-tasking, as well. He could eat me out while simultaneously fucking M.

The thing I admire about Mis that in bed she’s a dirty bitch. She definitely knows how to work it with the fellas. I’ll have to pick up a pointer or two from her.

After hours of our three-some I was dead tired and I still had to drive home. I left at 8AM and got home just before 9. I slept until 2, went to Ikea, then had a date in Soho. The date was just OK. Nice guy, but he still lives with his parents and he’s 44. As M so eloquently said, “Next!”

In talking to i later in the day she said that after I left the threesome Chris admitted to having a girlfriend. Fake fucking singletons! They’ll get you every time!