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introducing ourselves. First names of course. Her name is Sue, and she is sizing up me, and not hiding it. So I return the favor. The guy she came in with is sitting at Jean’s table. This could get interesting.

The first hand is played, and one person at each table holds the winning hand. So 16 people stand to remove one article of clothing. A couple of the guys remove their pants. The ladies who left their bras home remove pants or skirts. Except for Sue, who whilst looking at me, removes her blouse. No bra. Yes tits. Fine specimens, nature made, upstanding citizens with erect nipples and nice tan lines which light her up like spotlights. Sue stands straight, shoulders square, perfect posture to present perfect breasts. I approve. Applause from the house, who also approve.

The second hand is played yielding similar results. Now all but one have lost at least one item. Most have removed two. Sue is down to her thong. The two guys who removed their pants have only their shirts left to shed. More applause as they prance about unencumbered by any clothing below the waist. Sue stays standing right in front of me, and is the last to sit. The look she is giving me is pretty damn enticing, even to a guy as dense as me.

So on to the third hand. Sue loses again, and drops the thong, tossing it over the table to hit me in the chest. When she tosses down her losing hand, I note the three kings she folded. All but one bra are on the floor. One woman keeps winning hands and keeping on her clothing. Jean is down to her thong. Sue’s companion is down to briefs, as am I.

The game digests itself as those naked quickly tug off the others’ remaining clothing. The lady still with all her clothes does a slow strip tease, which is the only thing that stopped the mass tickle fest that almost got started. People have forgotten all about bingo.

Game #2 is a take off on a ring toss, with two teams facing off, boys against girls, and 20 available belt mounted dildos for targets, so that all can be on the receiving side of flying rings without injuring anyone this early in the evening. A successful toss which lands on a rubber dong awards at first with a kiss. Later the accurate ones get tittie squeezes or cock squeezes, gender of winner determines. As the game then progresses to winners getting or giving quick pussy licks or cock suck, as available.

This game is intended just for a warm up. We need penile erections. The third game is a take off on Pin the Tail On the Donkey. Seems somebody has one of those chairs from the Kama Sutra that ya suspend from a stout branch, which will hold the willing lady suspended over the eager male who lounges below, while a servant lifts and lowers the lady to engage the eager male’s cock, with neither participant needing to expend any energy at all. Seems you can also adjust this seat for a more horizontal approach for this game. The blindfolded male sporting an erection is guided by the crowd’s shouted directions attempting to, uh, pin the “donkey” via a horizontal approach. A lady in the chair is appropriately prepared for donkey duty, blindfold, legs spread and landing chute liberally facillitated by water soluble lubricant. Names drawn from a hat. Have another drink… We can keep this going until we run out of water soluble lubricant.

The next game is a favorite immediately. Musical chairs, with a twist. Picture 10 chairs, in a group. Ten happy men, one per chair, 10 erect cocks. Ten women walking around the group, very naked. All the ladies have the same parts, but like snowflakes each is different. And if one looks ok but doesn’t really do it for ya, another will come around in a sec. The music stops. A scramble as ten women rush to sit in ten laps, with one consideration. Each must also insert tab A into slot B. And then we take away one chair/man/cock. Ten women walk around the group. When the music stops, there is a scramble for the last lap.

It’s the push shove wiggle that makes the game, the flailing around as two ladies maneuver first for a lap and then wrestle to claim a cock to insert. Naked. The laughter is memorable.

I enjoy my part in this game. I lost count but almost every lady has a turn on my lap. Jean teases me, hovering over my lap, just rimming my cock. She can be a demon. Sue manages to get on me twice, and both times expresses her approval.

It is so much fun we have to play this game two more times.

I make it sound like the ladies will hop up once the laps are all well filled, to continue walking around. In truth, neither the ladies nor the men are in any hurry to disengage. The lap dances aren’t the imitation stuff ya get in strip clubs. Those are real cocks and really welcoming pussies, and the hands wrapped around breasts are in no hurry to stop. Certain preferences emerge, as these folks true introductions include the friendly impressions of body parts.

The creme de la creme game is saved for last. Lots of people have been to parties where one spouse is blindfolded and a few of the opposing sex kiss them, and ya need to identify which is your partner at the party. Well, there is a version of this game you should try…

We set out five ladies, on their backs, legs spread, blindfolds in place, and five guys, uh, well, they don’t kiss them. Nah, more fun comes from inserting a cock, and each gal must identify her own man after five guys have a turn in them. Hint…you will need a referee to monitor just how long folks get before they must break apart for the next guy in line to get a turn. For some reason folks like to stretch this one out. The guys are on a rotating line so each in turn enjoys one of the gals, who also get to sample them. And then the next five and five have their turn.

And yes, the other version of this game is equally entertaining.

What ensues is a fine swinger party, with this game functioning like shuffling the deck in any card game. The rest of the evening plays out from here and random people partner up to get things really going.

Sue does manage to get my attention, to our shared delight. I have a special place in my heart for red heads. And she has the curls and the freckles on her chest too. I love freckles on breasts, and she has a fine pair. Beautiful and enthusiastic and skilled. I stayed with her for a while, even when someone else would try to cut in.

Jean spreads herself around, as is her preference, and eventually attracts a mini gang bang, while other women choose to take a break that settles the notion that they are a well bred group, freeing up some guys.

Game Night will never be the same.

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