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Wait did that really happen?
The year my wife and I move to the Bossier City/Shreveport area, everything became new to us. The New Year Eve party was when we decided to get our feet wet and eventually take a plunge into the lifestyle. Let's not focus on that aspect of our life. We'll save those juicy details for another time. Let's rewind back to the month of October, the year 2013. It was our first vanilla party to be invited to. Our neighbor on the street next to ours invites us over to their Halloween bash they were throwing for their friends. This is a party, so were we going to turn it down? Hell no! Our costume idea for the party was a couples costume. Well, we're both huge nerds, so the safe choice had to be Mario and Luigi. I was Luigi and the Mrs. was Mario.
The party was pulsing loud with music as we arrive and notice other amazing costumes there as well: two guys dressed as Walter White and Jesse Pinkman in their chem suits, monster movie classics, Jack Skellington, etc. Everyone was drinking and dancing and grinding on each other during the real dirty songs that would play. The night took a turn and started to feel like a scene from the Hangover. Jesse Pinkman kicks a hole in the wall, some parent brought their baby to the party and left him in the middle of the living room, and other crazy shenanigans that I couldn't even begin to describe were all happening at once. I caught myself, and tell my wife that I'm going home. She tells me she still wants to party, but I happily encourage her to do so.
After taking a step out and take a breather from the insanity of the party I sit on our friend's front porch for a few minutes. It was then I noticed a very short curvy Hispanic girl wearing a Pixie costume arrive in high heals. She notices me and before entering she asks where my brother was. Her accent was thick, but she spoke perfect English. I tell her, "He's still dancing inside". She laughs, and we introduce each other's names. I ask her where she's originally from, and she tells me Colombia. I ask her, "Cartagena? Bogota...?". She replies, "Baranquilla. I'm surprised you know some of the cities!" I reply, "I've worked with people from Colombia, and it's one of my dream vacation spots. I would like to visit someday, before I'm too old." We both laugh from conversing of exchanging of our own personal stories and job related instances. She tells me "Well, I'm going to go inside. Are you coming in?" I shake my head, "No, I think I'm going to go home. I know, I'm being a party pooper, but I have work early in the morning." Pixie waves goodbye and I leave to go back home.
As soon as I fall asleep after making it home. I awake to hear my wife returned from the party. I hear walk up the stairs and she is waiting in the doorway to our room with another silhouette behind her. My wife asks "Babe, is it cool if Pixie stays the night with us?" I must have done a triple take, because I still believed I was asleep. I reply back with, "Absolutely!" They both take off their clothes and slip into bed and begin making out. Pixie then gives me the come hither gesture with her finger and then I taste her soft lips against mine. I could smell the alcohol from the party, but that didn't stop from enjoying myself. I move my head towards her pussy and begin tasting a whole new sensation of flavors. She tasted of mango and spices.
The night flew by and multiple positions were assumed along with many echoing moans off the walls... I wish the night could have lasted forever.
There are many more details from that night I would love discuss. All in all, that was our first FMF encounter and it really embraced us for more to come in this amazing lifestyle!