I have decided to come out of my long blogging slumber to write a review about a recent party we attended called Sizzle.





Sizzle is a monthly lifestyle meet and greet run by a couple who uses the screen name BucksCountyPA on Swing Life Style (SLS) . Their own description is as follows:





"Over 3,600 Local Couples Enjoying the Monthly Free Private M&G Events in New Hope, the Monthly Free Private DJ hosted M&G party attached to a hotel in Princeton, NJ, as well as the on-premises play parties every 2-3 months in Phila at Saints & Sinners!"





We saw the listing for the Princeton, NJ meet and greet on SLS and being the smart devil that I am, I scoured the guest list and messaged each of the attractive couples I saw to inquire whether they were truly attending or just hit yes to the guest list but really weren't committed. We found a few couples that said yes, so we rsvp'd and in anticipation of a night of excess drinking and of course requiring a space to play in, we rented a hotel room.





The meet and greet itself is free and our countless orders of vodka sprite only added up to a $35 tab. The hotel ran us around $100. This was a swingers only party, they checked the guest list at the door, so no worries about the stray vanilla folk working their way in and causing trouble. The age range was fairly wide with couples ranging from early twenties up to those probably receiving their social security checks. Though, there was plenty of young pieces of candy to choose from. New Jersey seems to close their venues at 2 a.m., which is just terrible. Must be a bunch of old fogies running things in that state. However, from 9 a.m. to 2 a.m. there is plenty of time to mingle. The place was packed within fifteen minutes of the doors opening.





Now this shindig was advertised as a dance party, and I really didn't see any place to dance when we walked in, but sure enough, after a couple of ours the loud speakers were set up, a DJ booth formed out of nowhere in one of the corners and people were gyrating the night away and going deaf at the same time. I personally enjoy retaining my hearing and would prefer if the party remained an average one and not a dance one.





In summary, the party was worth attending, so if you are interested do an event search on SLS for Sizzle or look up the couples name to find out when the next parties are.





And of course, for those of you that enjoy the sexy details of what typically happens at these parties...





When we first arrived we walked around the bar area which is a huge square in the center of the venue and where we just so happened to find a space to squeeze in and order a drink I found myself next to a pretty little thing seated at the bar. We will call her Lisa, brunette, white, wearing a black dress. You love my terrible descriptions don't you? I always knew I would be a fine writer. Her husband Jake, white, tall, built, dress shirt and jeans...you know, the usually I'm a white guy going out attire, which I typically sport myself on many occasion, was standing a few feet behind her really just doing nothing but standing there. Both are in their early/mid thirties. So I squeezed in, ordered our drinks and my darling began chatting up Jake. Lisa really was keeping to herself so we ignored her until she got her drink and joined the three of us. Usually chit chat, but even though they were attractive, we were waiting for more finer specimens to arrive, which about an hour into the party they did. One of the three couples we messaged that were the creme de la creme - did I say that right? - of the choices at this party arrived and made their way around the bar towards us.





Awkward moment when him and I made eye contact, did the little head nod in recognition and then Lisa next to me asked if I was into guys. I think she thought our little shared moment was one of those I like sausages type of moments. And to add to it, I completely didn't hear her ask it, so she had to ask it again. Anyhow, we were ready to trade up for some high quality candy, we will call them Kristie and Jamie, so we merged sets as those terrible pickup artists types like to say. Kristie is a pretty brunette, white, thin, also wearing a black dress - if a girl ever wears jeans to one of these things, assume she has her period. He was white, blond hair, t-shirt and jeans, and built like a cover model. To avoid any awkwardness, we pulled another attractive couple, Maurice and Lucy, into the group and now we had our own little party going of late twenties/early thirty somethings. Fast forward, lots of flirting, lots of drinking, some dancing (I hate dancing) and we were down to play. However, this became work. We are used to meeting a couple we like, chatting for thirty minutes, and then going to play doctor. However, Kristie...she was one of those who needs an entire night to get ready which also means drinking about ten gallons of alcohol. Jamie must have asked her around five times throughout the night if she was ready to head back with us to our hotel room and each time she said yes, but didn't budge. I was ready move on to the next most attractive couple in there, but my darling was super into Jamie, so I gritted my teeth and stuck to it.





Finally, last call is announced around 1:30/1:45 a.m. and Kristie is ready to have some fun, though I'm fairly sure sleep would be more enjoyable at this point. But, we head back to the room and this girl still wants to do more shots. Karma will pay a visit later in the night to this one. So the room is an ice box because my girlfriend turned the air on earlier. We all stripped down to our birthday suits and the girls began playing. The girls then switched off and you know, the usual blow job and eating her out occurred and then time for the real fun.





I grab a condom, put it on, and park my car in her garage and then she stops me and says, "you have to ask her permission." Okay, so now I'm thoroughly confused. I have to ask permission of my girlfriend to fuck her? Does she not realize that (1) my cock is already in her, (2) we are swingers, we already worked out our shit before we even came to the party, and (3) seriously? Anyway, I did a whole, "Sweetie, you are fine with me fucking her, right?", and my girlfriend, saying, "of course." So then I go back to the task at hand. I seriously hate stupidity. Maybe she has confetti for brains. Okay, I'm being mean. She likely really doesn't have that much experience in the lifestyle.





So I'm plowing away at this girl like she is a field and it is time to harvest those crops, but she is bitching about how cold it is. So I keep stopping to try to operate the air conditioner and for the life of me I cannot figure out how to shut this stupid thing off. I end up piling towels over the vents to try to stop it. So anyway, back to plowing, while Jamie is doing the same to my girlfriend. So this whole time I have a breeze up my ass because of this air conditioning. Too much information? Stop reading. After a vigorous pace of maybe fifteen minutes I needed to stop for a second and Kristie gets all emotional. Like I stopped because I didn't like her or something. So she slides off the bed and acts all sad. No idea...hate odd female drama, so I pull her back onto the bed, and decide to make sure I cum before she gets any stranger.





I cum, a minute later Jamie cums, my girlfriend is happy, I just want them to leave. It is around 2:30 a.m. now and I am shot. Well, I guess from all the fucking, Kristie wasn't feeling so great, so she got acquainted with John who lives in the restroom. Then my girlfriend hops up off the bed and goes to the other side of the room and shuts off the air conditioner using some wall thermostat that I never saw. I personally think that was really fucked up, but she claims she didn't realize Kristie was bitching and moaning about the cold air the entire time.





Kristie is pretty drunk now...remember I told you Karma would visit. Jamie has to dress her, she doesn't want to leave but he manages to get her out. We do the whole number exchange thing. And off they go. The hotel had a noon checkout and the usual continental breakfast deal, so that was nice before our long drive back to Long Island.





So there you have it, another adventure concluded, and a wonderfully sort of detailed review of the Sizzle parties.