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Part 1
Jen felt the train brakes hiss as the train pulled into Waverley. She struggled with her case, she'd packed too much but most of it was those darn sex toys which weighed a ton.
She'd accepted the job because she'd always wanted to visit the Scottish capital. The job, a stall at the Erotica festival selling sex toys, books and DVDs was not going to be too taxing because she'd worked in this industry since she'd left school. As well as writing saucy stories, Jen reviewed sex toys and promoted them in video clips and at venues such as this one.
She was about to step off the train when a stranger held his arms out:
"Pass the case to me, hen."
What did he mean Hen?? Has he confused me with someone? She gave him a quick once over. He had a ginger buzz cut, denim jacket and jeans on. Freckles but a glint in his eye which suggested he might be fun. Couldn't have been a day over 21. Too young for her. She'd done with teaching the young ones. Done with boyfriends. Her job was a bit like a busman's holiday. All those easy orgasms
and you go off chasing the real thing.
She sometimes had a dozen sex toys to review in a week. Exhausting work but it paid well. Her reviews would be used in several well known women's magazines. Women would decide between a jelly green giant and a rosy rampant haggis by assimilating her words and ratings and she liked to do a thorough job in her ascertations. This five hour train journey from London to Edinburgh had been a well needed break, her sore insides were replenishing.
She passed the case to buzz cut, then he outstretched his hand, ready to help her down from the train. She noticed he held her hand longer than was necessary when she'd landed on the safety of the platform. He'd picked her case up and had put an arm around her.
"Can I give you a lift? D'ya Ken where you going? I take it you're on yer holidays?"
Jen sighed. She knew she should've dressed down instead of putting on her glad rags ahead of the opening party. Her blonde hair was piled high on her head, a couple of wavy wisps set free to frame her face. With charcoal eyeshadow, thick flicked out eyeliner and false eyelashes, her pale blue eyes shone like gems. Russet cheeks made her look flushed and her red lip gloss was thick and sticky on her lips.
Her milky breasts were spilling out of the front her floor length black dress. She hadn't had time to do up her faux fur coat. She wrapped her coat tightly around herself hoping Buzzcut wasn't enjoying too much of an eyeful.
She almost chose to accept his offer. But there would be better propositions at the erotica festival opening night, now just an hour or so to go.
She shook her head and grabbed her case from the ginger skinhead. She looked up the slope leading out of the station.
The taxi rank was close by. |
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Part 2
"Where's the party then?" said the taxi driver after he'd helped Jen into the taxi. It was a big black taxi like the ones in London and she was separated from the driver in the front by a little sliding window hatch.
"How do you know I'm going to a party?" she asked.
She saw him glance back at her in his rear view mirror.
"Well hen give me an address because the ones behind us will start beeping in a minute."
"Gillespie Crescent, Tollcross."
The driver laughed and turned the wheel. "Ah the good old pubic triangle of Edinburgh, that's what we used to call Tollcross. In my day it was full of strip clubs and bars with loose women. There was a pub that still used sawdust on the floor. But don't you worry it's much improved these days. Art house cinemas, charity shops and vegan delis."
Jen looked at her watch, she would still be too early for the party. "Drop me off at that pub on that corner," she said. "I've got an hour to kill and I'm going to kill it with rum and . Do you have Captain Morgan in Scotland?"
Five minutes later she was sat in a corner of a bar, her suitcase resting against her knees. She knew she shouldn't but she was desperate to use the Funswingers app. She wanted to see if there were swingers in Scotland, in Edinburgh at this precise moment in time.
She logged into the app and used the search facility. I am looking for someone aged between 35 and 55 within a 5 mile radius of my current location.
Around 30 profiles popped up. She looked for the blue dot because she was interested in taking a date to the party. 3 profiles had a blue dot. 2 were dick pics which she automatically passed by. Dick pics were for gay man, not heterosexual women. They were disgusting enough in context and looked ten times worse in technicolor,
The picture left was of a handsome man with short or shaved hair, tanned skin and he appeared to have a camo shirt on. Could he be a soldier? She looked at his other pics and they were the generic man's body profile you find all over Funswingers, standing proud and naked with a white towel around the waist for modesty. He was called Jamie, he couldn't accomodate which wouldn't matter as she had her hotel. He liked football and blondes. Well, she ticked the last box! She pressed the wink button and waited for him to reply... |
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James hastily brushed his teeth and ran a bit of styling wax through his hair. He'd only joined that app yesterday and he'd pulled a burd already. He was going to be meeting her at The Dome in half an hour. That's if a taxi could get him there in time. He put on a fresh pair of next pants and a pair of jeans over the top. His North Face t-shirt was the only thing clean he could find and he put a hoodie on over the top.
Jennifer sat waiting at her table at The Dome. She was looking forward to this impromptu date with a stranger. Better to take a swinger to the orgy than a bog standard Tinder chancer. A giant chandelier hung above her. She's had two kir royales and was rather pissed.
A lad came towards her, well more like a guy in his 40s in teenager clothes.
"Jen?" Said the guy and she pulled out her chair. "Thanks for coming. It's going to be a great party. We are going to leave in a few minutes though."
As she bent down to pick up her handbag he saw the sight of her amazing tits spilling out of her dress. They looked firm. The outline of each nipple poked the bodice of her dress. As she smoothed her dress down she winced in pleasure as her hands brushed against them.
" Ready for the party?" She asked Jamie. |
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The Erotica Festival opening night wasn't really an opening night. It was a Swingers Fest held in a series of yurts which were erected on Cramond Island -a little island a couple of miles away from Newhaven in Edinburgh. The tide cuts you off at a certain time and it's a six hour wait until you can escape! The organisers liked the fact it gave their partygoers complete privacy, no irate partners or police turning up to throw a spanner in the works.
Jen and Jamie were about an hour late. Jen didn't realise she'd have to tramp on a perilous walkway to reach the island. But for the final half the organisers had lain down a red carpet and soon they'd reached the entrance.
About ten or so yurts with strings of lights were dotted about the grass. People were strolling in and out of them with not many clothes on. They had eye masks. Bloody hell thought Jamie, I've only ever seen this stuff in Eyes Wide Shut. Just then a couple walked past them. The guy was in a thong with a bow tie around his neck and nothing else on but a silk red eye mask. His partner was a raven haired goddess. She was wearing a 20s flapper dress and her naked breasts were sitting at the top of it. Her mask was silver with diamanté droplets hanging. The couple paused and smiled at Jen and Jamie :
" We're looking to do a same room couples swap later if you're both up for it.?"
Jen winked. "Maybe, I'll just have to let my friend here get over his shell-shock!"
The couple roared with laughter. The woman came over and whispered in Jamie's ear: "I hope you do, cos I like the look of you." It was a good job it was nightime and Jamie's beetroot face wasn't so apparent.
They reached the Welcome lounge and were given a glass of prosecco.
"Darling Jen!" Said the hostess, a cute red-haired woman in a playboy rabbit costume!
"I haven't seen you since the Swingers party we did in Exeter. And weren't you greedy. Taking two bootnecks just for you. Good job there were enough randy soldiers got the rest of us."
"Yes! That was a blast. So what have you got on offer for us tonight?"
The host outstretched her arms.
"I'd say it's the weird and wonderful tonight. We've got same room couple swap yurts, and small tepees for couples who want to be on their own. There's a jacuzzi, sauna, foam room, dungeon, pitch black room, billiard table, dentists chair, bean bag room, red light tent, rave room, classical music tepee. Lots of role play costumes. There's a barn, ploughed field.. whatever your imagination can cope up with really."
Jen looked over at Jamie. "Well if we get you a costume you'll be able to ditch your North Face t-shirt! What dya fancy? I'm a soft touch for soldiers. Would distressed pattern 95 be OK for your camo and can we get the make-up tent to give you a few scars?"
Jamie was in a daze. He thought they were going to a party, not a swinger orgy on an Edinburgh island.
" I think I'd like another one of they proseccos" he said, pulling his hoody tight, hiding his the North Face t-shirt. |
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Jamie and Jen enjoyed getting costumes from the fancy dress tent. Jamie would have preferred not to be in DP95 as he liked more modern versions. They had walked in and been delighted to discover the person in charge used to work in the navy and was an expert in camo and military props.
"Let's get you set up then lad. How long did you serve?"
"I got out in 2015. Been all over. Worked all over. Submarines, recruiting...I've been everywhere."
The man went in the back and came out with a commando outfit and a plastic AK48. "Soz mate. That's the best I can do on the armoury front. Got the green beret though."
Jen took the beret off the guy and placed it on Jamie's head.
"I'm sorry," said Jamie, "but even if this is a sex party, my beret goes on properly as it should."
With that he expertly placed the beret on the front of his head and smoothed it down over the right side of his forehead.
"What about you?" Jamie said to Jen.
Jen walked up to him and was face to face. Her hand smoothed down the fabric of his trousers, the back of her hand stroking, waiting for his erection. Jamie blushed as this started to happen. Jen wasn't bothered that the navy guy was watching her doing this. The navy guy caught his eye. "Lucky man! I've not had my balls cupped in a while."
Jen smiled and whispered in Jamie's ear.
"What would you like ME to be?"
"I'd like you to be a WHORE," he said, in his low, gritty Edinburgh accent.
"Well then I don't need a change of outfit then!"
She looked him in the eye (he could only be around 5ft8) and slipped her hand up the back of his shirt.
"Soldier, you really turn me on. I could easily fuck you now but I think I should open your eyes to the World of Erotica. When you wank off which kind of porn do you watch?"
"Er, I'm into real voyeur stuff at the mo. I've always liked watching people since I was a teen and saw the woman who lived opposite me undressing. I was watching the reflection in the mirror."
Jen laughed, "Well I like watching too and we are well catered for here. Do you want to watch a couple or a group? And do you want to be in the room or watching through a peep hole?"
Jamie wasn't sure. This might be the only chance he'd get to see anything like this, he might never again.
He bolted upright and held his ak48 in its appropriate position for carrying.
He nodded his head, resolute.
" I want to be in there, right in there. I want to sit on a chair and be a couple of meters away from the action."
Jen linked arms with him. "Come on then. Let's see if there's a couple in the voyeur tepee." |
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They were stood outside a teepee and there was a blackboard outside the entrance saying
"Next Show 11pm Darren and Sophie. Go in and take a seat."
Jen looked at her watch. 5 to 11! She guided Jamie by the elbow into the tent. Inside chairs were positioned all around the edge in two half circles. Two chairs were placed next to a bed, a circular bed in the middle of the room. Fun fur throws in zebra and leopard print were draped across it. Silk pillows and a free standing oval floor length mirror at the side. There were artificial candles everywhere, glowing and winking, giving a magical air. The lamp hanging from the top of the tepee had been adorned with red net scarves. Everything was flickering in gold, reds and oranges. Morrican style tassles hung from thick ropes which were a strewn from various points inside the tent.
Jamie and Jen chose their seats round the edge. Another couple came in, gave them a knowing nod and sat on chairs on the opposite side of the bed. So where was the star attraction. Where were the couple?
Someone was shouting outside the tent. A woman. She burst in carrying a briefcase. Blonde hair half done up on her head. A white silk blouse and short black skirt. Behind her a man in a suit started pleading. "Please don't do this Sophie. You said you never would. "
Sophie turned around and whacked him with the briefcase.
"And I didn't realise there'd be so many others. Have you a Harem Darren?" She grabbed him by his tie and pushed him onto the bed.
Jen soon realised it was theatre, they were watching a couple in role play. Jamie's jaw was dropping. He watched how Sophie sat astride the man and began unbuttoning her blouse. He had seen all this stuff a million times on Porenhubb but to see it for real was electric. Even from 3 meters away he could see the woman's nipples erect, casting shadows on her breasts. The woman tossed the blouse in the air and the man sat opposite caught it and wrapped it round his neck.
The performing couple were writhing around on the bed. Just as Darren managed to pull her skirt down, Sophie had pulled his sleeve and torn it exposing his hairy chest. Soon Sophie was naked apart from a pair of pink silk briefs and her high heeled shoes. She was sat astride Darren. She had tied his tie round his wrists in front of him. Her breasts were shining with perspiration and jiggling around as she began slapping the side of Darren's head. Pale nipples gleaming golden under the lights. She unclasped her bun and her hair came tumbling down. Then she stood at the side of Darren and bent over very slowly. Jamie must have been a meter and a half away and Sophie seemed to be conscious of this and purposely pointing her arse in his direction.
While she was bent over she slowly rolled down the sides of her panties with the palms of her hands. Her pink briefs were rolled halfway down her are and want an arse it was. Peachy, plump, rounded and below them a fantastic pair of legs, slim thighs, shapely legs and all looking great from behind!
Jamie couldn't believe it. The last time he'd seen an arse bend over and roll down panties was on a casting couch type pornvid on a screen. It felt so different in the flesh. A breeze wafted in her womanly smell to his nostrils. He could see an insect bite on the side of her leg. She was moving. Tottering on her heels. This was REAL he couldn't believe it. His dick was unfurling in his trousers. He felt sweat on his forehead. A naked stranger in front of him bent over and peeling her knickers off in front of his face. As the panties slid down and rolled to her knees the underside of her pussy was exposed. Two slim but puffy lips squeezed between her thighs. She parted her cheeks and the audience got another shock...
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Jen got up from her chair and stood behind Jamie. "Are you enjoying the show?" she whispered.
He nodded, just as Sophie who was bent over, separated her arse cheeks with her hands. A jewel shone out from there and glinted, reflecting the candlelight. Jamie came to the conclusion Sophie had a huge diamond shoved up her arse but Jen whispered in his ear, "It's not hurting her it's a butt plug."
Sophie strode over to where Darren was tied up on the bed. She climbed on to him and turned the opposite direction, in the 69 position. But Darren wasn't getting any pleasure. Instead his head was clamped between Sophie's thighs, then she slid down further until her trimmed throbbing c*nt was grinding away on Darren's face. Darren was spluttering at intervals as Sophie's vulva smothered his face. Sophie used his nose for clit stimulation and soon she was rubbing herself to ecstasy, sliding up and down his face. Enjoying the hair on his head tickling her belly button.
Jennifer had begun kissing the back of Jamie's neck and undoing buttons on his shirt. She kneeled in front of him while he was still watching the action. She rubbed her hand up and down his combat trousers. She pointed at his fly zip and he undid it. She tugged down the trousers, Jamie lifted his hips so he could do this. They were round his knees and Jen slipped her hand inside his trousers, rubbing the back of her fingers against the firm erection. The Jap's eye winked at her, filling up with clear fluid. She shoved her head into his lap and let the tip of her tongue collect it. Delicious.
Jamie couldn't believe what was happening to him. He was watching a fit burd writhe around on a guy's face 3 or 4 meters away and meanwhile a date he'd only known for a few hours was sucking him off in public. Well, not public, but in a place where there were 4 other people in the room. He looked to see what the other voyeur couple were doing. They were snogging and reaching hands under each others clothes. HOT. The guy unclasped the woman's bra and he buried his face between her huge tits, huge mounds.
"Watch...watch them while I do things to you..." Jennifer was undressing. Jamie was just gagging for the next stage. He had a feeling he would be fucking Jen in this room, at the same time 4 others were fucking. He knew he would be watching Ms Big Tits across the room, jiggling and bouncing them around while she was fucked. He'd fuck Jen missionary while he looked to the side and watch those breasts wobbling at the same time.
And he'd let them watch. He never thought he'd ever be in this situation. But he was and he was loving it. He didn't know how he'd ever cope with normcore sex again. |
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Jen and Jamie cuddled up to each other in the chill out tent. They were hogging a white leatherette sofa with white fun fur Throws draped over it. Jen took of the throws and wrapped it around herself. She hadn't bothered to put all her clothes back on, instead had put on one of the complimentary robes, her shoes and outfit in a carrier bag.
The room was a huge circular tent, it had heaters angled from poles near the 'ceiling'. It mainly consisted of sofas, chill out music, blue lighting and fairy lights. The bar was a horseshoe shaped one in the middle. A waitress walked over with their order:
"Which of youse for and who's sticking to the voddy?"
Jamie found it hard to meet her eyes. She was wearing a suspender belt and stockings. Bare chested but her nipple areas were covered with a red glittery what looked like a round elastoplast with a tassle on the end.
Jen reached her hand out for the vodka. "Jamie here is in recovery, it's his first time. Just got his rocks off, in need of refreshments.
The waitress stood behind him and squeezed her breasts onto either side of his head. His hearing was muffled but he could just about work out her words.
"Congratulations first timer! You have entered a swinging world you will forever be a part of. No going back to vanilla for you.. So whit's next? You've tried the voyeur room, anything else pique your interest? You have a wee bit of time cos the tide has 6 hours to go before it's low enough to get off this island."
Jen looked at him, reaching an arm around the back of his neck.
"Right then," she said. "How long is it going to be before this little fellas ready fir second helpings?"
Her hand was stroking his dick through his trousers. She felt it twitch and swell.
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