This year, we’ve decided to combine a House Party with a Super Bowl party as the Bronco’s are one of Wifey’s favorite teams. For some reason, looking at a bunch of big sweaty guys seems to turn her on.

Hopefully the girls will wear theme appropriate outfits to liven up the party. Wifey is working on a “distressed” Bronco’s jersey with shorts or skinny jeans to do her part in entertaining the troops. One of the best things about a House Party is the scenery, which is always outstanding!

A big percentage of swingers are exhibitionists and going to a House Party is a way for the girls to show off the girls without complaints from the Peanut Gallery. Las Vegas is fairly liberal, at least on the strip, and you can get away with a lot but there are limits. In Vegas, property is expensive and one of the things you give up is the privacy a big yard affords you.

Back in the midwest, we lived in a subdivision where the yards were measured in acres and not feet. The only good thing here is being in a gated subdivision with high block walls around the yards. Now at least nobody can see the pool area unless you’re in a helicopter, which gets suspiciously busy if the girls are lying out nude in the backyard.

So far none of our neighbors have crashed a party yet, which happened back at our old house. We always had New Year’s Eve Pajama Parties and at midnight our next door neighbors showed up all dressed up, while we were mostly buck naked. Shocked was an understatement when they walked in on 50 couples in various stages of undress, with an orgy in the family room!

It was funny because I think the woman wanted to stay, while her husband was mortified. Luckily I was in a robe and Wifey was in Snoopy feet pajamas except they were unbuttoned to the waist. We routed them to a corner and said that they were welcome to stay but to keep their mouth shut if they recognized anyone they shouldn’t. That is always the problem with straights, they need to keep their mouths shut.

It was not uncommon for us to have well known business people and often local and state elected officials, so being “outed” was not a good idea for them. Luckily our neighbors didn’t stay and for some reason never asked to be invited to another party.

Hopefully we don’t have any problems with nosy neighbors here as we’ve made it a point not to become friendly with anyone we live near. At least it will not be freezing and there is virtually no chance of snow. LOL

Wifey has been talking about holding a raffle to raise money for our local no-kill animal shelter. She’s got one of our unicorns and our favorite Hotwife, who’ve agreed to be auctioned off for the evening, which should be interesting.

We’ve never done that before but since we control the guest list tightly, it should go okay.

We’ve done a gangbang, where we blindfolded the girl and tied her to the bed. Then we told her that she “should” be okay and we’d try to remember to check on her.

The girl said it was a fantasy of hers to be tied spread eagle and be taken by unknown people. Everyone was told that they could not speak to her but could just fuck her all they wanted. She screamed so much, I was thinking about handing out ear plugs. Other than my wife, I’ve never seen a girl come so many times.

She thought she was at the mercy of complete strangers and never once had to use her safe word. What she didn’t realize was that the whole time she was been ravished, a monitor was in the room. While we were sure that none of our friends would push her limits, I wanted to insure she could experience her fantasy of being taken without her consent and yet be completely safe.

We still get thank you’s from her and her hubby for being given the opportunity to experience being pseudo-attacked, without the danger and being in a controlled environment yet she never quite knew if she was safe or not.

I know a lot of women who enjoy being “forced” So that they can tell themselves that everything was beyond their control and they had to submit. But still in the back of their mind, they realized they were still in control.