First Time At The Glory Hole

“Stop fidgeting.”

“I can’t help it,” I snapped back at Nicole. “I’ve never been to a swingers party and this thing you gave me is riding right up my ass.” I struggled to pull the thong string from where it was wedged deep in my ass. At least the strap was thin and not one of those wide ones that were really uncomfortable.

“Just relax. You’re going to be a big hit tonight.”

“I don’t know.” Tightening the strap of the long coat I wore over the strange lingerie Nicole had lent me, I tried to calm my nerves.



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Casey Holt — Writer. Photographer. Born wanderer with a gypsy soul.