An excellent ad from the French Aids/HIV information organisation.

Upside down, doggy style, 24 hours a day, with whipped cream, being milked as a cow, as a slave, knocking at the backdoor, with a fidel haircut, a threesome, at orgyland, doing the nurse, a sandwich; whatever you’re into, protect yourself.

Love the swimming pool part!

Hey Sexy Desi Couples:

If I had a quarter for every time somebody asked me ” hey, when are you having your next party?”, then I would probably have enough money … to buy a nice item at a 99cents store!!

Just kidding!

So, how about this Saturday, 26th at Freedom Acres?

The theme is Red White and Blue!

Actually, women have to dress in Red, White and Blue and for Men, well, they can just bring the mast!

NO RSVP is necessary, just come on over at Freedom Acres; bring your big smile and sense of adventure, thats all that is needed. We will be there at 10ish.

Their website is http://www.clubFA.com

See you then!

Check http://www.desicouples.com/ on Saturday, just to make sure that there are no changes or if the venue has been moved.

Review of Develish Halloween Party from last year.

Hi Sexy Desi Couples:

VOW what a party! In one line – it was devilish fun with angle
faced women.

We got the party at about tenish, we entered the place and gosh, it
was full to the brim. People in all sort of costumes, colorful and
outrageous, lots of skin showing for sure and that made the scene so
much more vivid.

We had brought a bottle of Jas’s world famous apple martinis and we
poured a glass, got comfortable and my eyes were just fixated, or
may be I should say they were glazed over. The crowd was surely a
bit hipper and alluring, it seems; but it could be because of the
pretty costumes.

The costumes were so phenomenal and creative that I have to describe
them to you. The first one was a pool table and cue costume. This
skinny woman had a rectangle piece of dark green felt, which had
several balls glued on. Strategically there were two openings
through which her breasts were peeking out and she had colored them
to match with the color of the billiard balls. The side centre
pocket of the pool table was perfectly lined up and strategically
placed over the hole between her thigh. The guy was dressed as a
pool cue, yellowish shirt and wood grain alternating triangle at the
bottom; complete with a piece of blue foam he was holding as a piece
of chalk, Very nice indeed.

The second couple was dressed as a hand and male organ combination.
The guy was dressed as a dick and the girl was dressed as a hand
with five fingers. Essentially a glove – ah `made for each other’!

The third notable costume was a ‘dick network’ costume in which the
guy had a satellite dish on his head and also a small dish on his
private extension and he was connected by a cable his partner who
was dressed like a TV, with her breasts exposed pretending that it
was showing an adult channel. Hmmm, I would like to push her
buttons.

Jas and I were dressed as Aladdin and the princess and she looked so
damn gorgeous. We spotted our friends she was wearing a half mask
and looked alluring.

The dance floor was so darn crowded but we managed to find some
space and started boogying. We ran in to this young Hispanic
couple; The girl had gorgeous black hair all nicely coifed; black
dark eyes, white marbalish complexion like that of Moinsha Koirala.
I gently touched her; still not too sure, I wasn’t sure whether to
ask for her id to make sure she wasn’t below the age of consent. I
generally don’t find the nubile thing very enticing, but I was
enjoying the proximity a lot for sure.

She moved a bit, to get better access to my extremity, which had
turned from mortal flesh to a steel rod. I reached down and touched
her softness and let out a shriek of pleasure. There is something
so sexy and so erotic about touching a woman down there and finding
it not just moist but wet and musky inviting.

I moved my fingers down there and explored the slipperyness of her
abyss. I was faced with a question, how deep shall I go? And what a
gentleman I am, I resisted and just enjoyed the wetness heaven
without going in too deep.

We walked around a bit and enjoyed the ambiance, laughed at the
funny costumes and moved out to the “back rooms”. It was so teeming
there. And there was a smell of raw sex all around: I don’t know how
to describe it: it smelled like freshly screwed room, multiplied 100
times and for some reason it wasn’t entirely pleasant.

The freedom acres has used every inch of the backroom converted into
places where people can frolic, and believe me, we search each and
every inch of the place to find little bit of room so we could find
a nice cool place to frolic.

We spotted one corner and we slowly got in there it was more like
playing Twisters then having fun. In a few minutes we saw the other
couple walked by and we invited them in. Now the situation wasn’t
not like playing Twisters but more like a circus where a lot of
people fit in to a little Beetle. Have you ever made out in a car?
In a car as small as a Beetle? Now imagine two other couples in
there making out too! Sounds like fun doesn’t’ it?

We went back to the main room, got some post-coital food and
continued to admire the costumes; most of the patrons had lost half
of the costume by now. In the distance I noticed a couple that we
had known. There was something different about her; same beautiful
smile, same hairstyle, but she looked a little fuller. It took me a
while to realize that she had added two sizes to her endowments, its
LA afterall. I am just surprised that I took me 800 milli-seconds
to figure it out. I remembered her breasts; I wanted to see the new
improved set and a la Seinfeld, wanted to make sure that they were
still spectacular, just as I had touched them the last time around,
and they were!

What a great devilish party!

So Christmas is coming; but I don’t trust Santa - never trust a man
who “comes” only ounces a year, that’s my motto.

Happy swinging folks, remember, plural of spouse is spice.