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California Girl and I went to a costume party at a local swing club on Saturday night. We had a blast. We definitely plan on going back next year. The people dressing up didn’t have to worry about being decent so there were some really “interesting” ideas for costumes. Our favorites were the “Got dick” girls. Several women wearing short skirts and white t-shirts with “Got Dick?” printed on them. We thought that they were very imaginative. And, given the setting, it was more than just a simple slogan.

Here is the background for those of you who don’t know: On occasion, California Girl and I go to a local swing club. We are not swingers but go there to see and be seen. The club we visit is a private, members only club so pretty much anything goes. There are rooms available for people who want more privacy as well as several large rooms where people congregate. Unlike off premises clubs where the purpose of the club is to meet like-minded people and adjourn to another location, once you meet someone interesting you can go into one of the rooms and play.

We were already coming from another party so we were already in our costumes. It was already crowded since we got there late even by the late arriving standard of the crowd that usually visits the club. We gout ourselves some liquid refreshment and slowly circulated through the rooms. Most people were dressed up but as is usually the case, there were some people in normal attire. Many of the rooms were already in use but the ones that weren’t were decked out. The club goes all out for Halloween; there were props and decorations everywhere. And of course, there were the people. Many of the costumes showed butts or boobs or dicks. There was a LOT more skin on display than on a typical Saturday night.

As the evening went on, and after we got warmed up from being outside, we got down to just our loincloths and fur wrappings around our arms and legs. I tried unsuccessfully to find an empty locker to put the rest of our fur in but they were all taken so I ended up carrying it around all night. I was glad that we wore our costumes so I had less to carry. BTW, the locker room is coed. It’s a surreal experience watching complete strangers of the opposite sex making small talk as they change into or out of our street clothes. Of course California Girl was topless and we both just had our loin cloths on.

All of the private rooms were in use and there wasn’t really any place quiet so we went into the back lounge where lesbian porn was playing silently on the big screen television. We found a spot on one of the couches and sat down. Most of the people were engrossed in conversation so we just made ourselves comfortable. It was a strange experience making out with California Girl as people walked by. Some people didn’t give us a passing glance. Others stopped to watch and see how far we were going to go. And still others stopped to talk as if it was completely normal to chat while we ere playing. It seemed like we were the ice-breakers; pretty soon, the couples on the other two couches were going down on each other with varying amounts of “help” from some of the unattached people.

We were either more comfortable or more horny so we flipped up our loin cloths and started doing it. Strangely, we still had our helmets on. It was absolutely like a scene out of a porn movie. The couch really wasn’t big enough but we managed as best we could. It was bizarre having sex while people sat on the attached end table of the couch we were on and a guy was getting a blow job on another couch nearby. One passerby stopped right beside the couch and watched. We must have been quite a sight since we still had our fur wrappings on our arms and legs and our weapons were nearby. And we still had our helmets on. At some point, it finally occurred to us to take them off and put them on the closest end table but we went on for quite a while with them still on. Strangely, it wasn’t having spectators or still being partially in costume that was most memorable. The thing that sticks in my mind the most about the entire experience was that I kept my glasses on.

We also ended up getting some help. When I first got on top of California Girl, a braless woman with an open shirt (which describes many of the women there) stopped and helped me thrust. She sat on the end of the couch and gave me some extra oomph on each down stroke; pushing me from behind when I thrusted. So my strokes were extra powerful. She would have liked to do more but that is the limit of what we are willing to accept.

After California Girl had come for the first time, we switched positions just like we would usually do. It was weird changing positions with people so close by; especially since we didn’t have much space. The other couples were moving around too; there was nothing surreptitious about anyone’s actions. California Girl found as comfortable a position as she could and me to another orgasm. Then we switched back to a kind of missionary position. Our furs shed and were sweaty so there were bits of fur stock to our bodies. The thought of how comical we might look, however, did not stop us from both having a very satisfying orgasm.

When we were finally finished, we straightened our loin cloths and settled back on the couch to watch the activity in the rest of the room. We lingered for quite a while taking things in and not wanting to venture outside into the cold. It was very late when we finally got “dressed” and made our way out to our car and home. I don’t know what we are going to be for Halloween next year but I do know that whatever costumes we get, we are going to make sure that they can be adapted for “after hours” wear.