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Originally posted by Unregistered
My husband and I have always swung in the same room. However, recently I hooked up with Eric, our local stud at a party. This guy is to die for and all the ladies are nuts over him. The problem is his ego is almost as big as his huge dick. He knows how to work both. With his ego comes the knowledge that what one woman might hesistate to do another with gladly do.
Basically, after some great foreplay and teasing the two of us starting getting really naughty. My hubby was in the room watching us from a corner that I forgot he was there. Eric brought me to seventh heaven time and time ago while calling me all sorts of nasty things. He got a little rough too but I was really getting off on it. When he finally threw me on the bed, ripped off his rubber and said he was going to ass rape me, my hubby stepped in. Eric just laughed said screw this and walked out. I ran after him begging him back and my hubby ran after me. It's kind of funny now. The sad thing was that I told my hubby off and sucked Eric off after he had anal sex with one of my friends. My hubby was mortified that I would degrade myself so much but it kind of turned me on.
Should be both admit that we may want different things and start swinging separately at times? I really get off being with someone like Eric who's rough and tough and really nasty as opposed to my loving and caring husband. What should I do? |
This almost sounds like a story out of Penthouse Letters...for example...
1. She used the name Eric--I hope that if this was a real post she wasn't breaching the code of ethics of swinging. I truly hope that she changed names to protect the innocent. A local stud?? Give me a break! I wonder if they even exist anymore
2. What woman would be stupid enough to run after a man...begging him back going to the point of sucking him off after he had anal sex with another woman? I wager that it wouldn't be a woman who regularly swings.
3. Why would you disrespect your own husband in front of a group of people?
Zgirl
Lovers don't finally meet somewhere
They're in each other all along.