We once went abroad to have our first experience of solo-playing (-ish). My husband set up everything, bought the clothes that he wanted me to wear, booked a great hotel and, most importantly, set up a date with two candidates after weeks of research.
So I found myself sitting in the hotel-bar, dressed up business-formal-slutty and wearing his favorit heavy perfume (Beautiful by Estee Lauder, try it
), ordered a ******* and tried to remain calm. Husband had done three tricks that had a major influence: A. He had given they guys a meet-up time 20 mins later than mine. B. He introduced the whole thing as a done-deal to me, but the guys had been told that they would have to charm me and convince me to make it happen. Consequence: I got nervous in the 20 minutes wait and they were very well dressed and eager to succeed.
After half an hour of meaningful but stressful conversation, we went to the lift. We were the only ones in it and here Trick C. came into play. He had told them that I'm into mild/medium dominance, so one guy grabbed me from behind while the other guy started kissing me with a vengeance. They carried me the last 10 meters to our room ....Of course I totally forgot about starting a camera, and of course my husband had set up a second camera - just in case. The guys knew about it so they undressed me and gave me my first treat in front of that camera
After half an hour of great sex (though they were not Unicorns - love that expression
@Wild4wonderful - I'm in that club too) my husband joined and it all continued. And when the two of us had dinner late evening, we had a lot to talk about. And the most passionate Unicorn-sex when we got home to the hotel again
