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The theme for #4 is… What to wear to a Party? This actually happened to me at a party. Part of parlor games. You would have thought those women were tying balloons.
When at sex parties, I usually wear nothing. But there was one party where the host liked the guests to be wearing something in the main room. Some brought fancy robes, most just wore a towel around their waist. I remember one woman was from Hawaii and wore a ratty grass skirt. I had a wrap-around loin cloth that snapped together for easy removal. It also had a slit that could be moved aside in case a guest was interested in what was underneath. I thought I was pretty hot stuff. You can see it here… Springtime Has Sprung
Talking about sex parties, do you want to hear a funny story? In 1976 I was invited to a party near Vallejo, California by a woman I had met at a club in Berkley, she needed a partner to get in because it was couples only, no single women, which was unusual. She didn’t want to take her regular guy because he would want to be with her most of the time. The hosts owned a number of franchises for a national sporting goods chain. The party was very private on their estate and one of the rooms was quite large, fitted out with little pup tents for privacy, maybe 10 or so. That was interesting and fun to fuck in and listen to all the noises. There were little electric lights inside each tent along with air-mattresses and towels. (no sleeping bags, I guess they didn’t want anyone sleeping) There was a group sex room filled with mattresses, with little stage areas, some bedrooms and 3 hot tubs, one inside. I was pretty sure they did not live in that house. Anyway, the point of this story is that at 11:30 the party stopped and almost everyone gathered in the great room to watch Saturday Night Live. I couldn’t believe it. Talk abut the power of television and a real testament to the popularity of that show. After a few skits I chatted up a woman by the food table and we headed to tent city. That was some party, I was invited back a few more times. I think it was called the Circle S Ranch. (the cock tie above was not at this party)
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