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XMonkey

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About XMonkey

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  • Birthday 07/07/1958

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  • Relationship Status
    Couple
  • Location
    Johannesburg
  • Interests
    Reading, cooking
  • Occupation
    Software Developer
  • Swinging Experience
    2 years

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  1. mrsX prefers a good pounding, after a party she will often tell me that she couldn't persuade another man to pound hard enough!
  2. If my heart went with my head this wouldn't have been a problem. It doesn't!
  3. I answered YES, but would add the rider that this only applies if its the woman thats had the orgasm!
  4. We do like to have a good 'black book' going, enjoy 3-somes, 4-somes and more-somes at regular parties.
  5. I couldn't vote, don't make me choose! That's cruel and unusual (is that the phrase used in the US?).... I like women, period. To look, to touch, to hold, to fondle.... (did I mention I like women?)
  6. Thanks for all the advice. Biwoman33, my feelings are way beyond a crush, this needs to end now! And so to action: I have chatted with the lady in question, and we have agreed to give it some time to cool things down, and then maybe chat as friends. I think I've dragged her mood down with mine, but honesty is probably best. Thanks again, X.
  7. Mrs X and I have 2 rules apart from the obvious ones (safe sex, women rule etc.), and these are no secrets and no emotional attachments. 11 months into swinging and we had (after plenty of mfm 3-somes and 4-somes and mores-somes at parties) our first mff 3-some. What a blast! Unfortunately we've run onto a problem. The no emotional attachment rule is in serious jeopardy between myself (Mr X) and the young lady (not reciporacated as far as I can tell, fortunately). As soon as I realised that this was spiralling out of control I told Mrs X, and to my surprise she told me she already knew (geez, men must be transparent) and that she was waiting for me to take responsibility, and we are cool, now that she knows that she can trust me to do the right thing (don't think she really doubted it). Now for the big question (its taken a while to get here) - do I tell the other lady? and if I don't, how do I justify not chatting and meeting like we used to?
  8. We've been swinging for a year, and last Sat night for the very first time we had a single bi-fem over for dinner and a great night. And then on Wed afternoon (it was a public hol here) I went to her place (with mrsX approval). Still can't get the smile off my face!
  9. She’s in the study, by the window. Reading erotica on the internet. He’s chilling in the hammock, outside the study window, reading a novel. He becomes aware that she’s typing quite a lot. Ah, chatting again! Wonders who it can be on the other end. Goes back to his book, gives the hammock a little shove with one hand, swings lazily in the late afternoon air. A cell phone rings. Hers, by the ringtone. “Hello, yes, so am I” — Hmmm, sounds like the person she’s been chatting to online. Puts down his book, ears pricked.“… and are you doing it now?” — Sounds interesting. He’s got a pretty good idea what she’s referring to. Leaves the hammock, novel and spectacles abandoned. If he’s right, where he’s going they won’t be needed. Strolls into the study trying to look nonchalant, but the huge grin gives him away, one look and she knows that he’s aware of what’s up. She has one foot up on the other chair, her skirt hiked high showing lots of gorgeous thigh, smiling into the phone. There’s a faint buzz, almost inaudible. He knows that it’s the new remote controlled vibrating egg that she bought earlier. No wonder she looks flushed, its gone way beyond merely the chat and phone call. “My husband just walked in” she says into the phone, “and”, her eyes dropping a little, “he’s got such a boner. ”He asks who it is and she replies “M. I thought it might be. He’s masturbating in his office.” “Wow”, dropping a hand and revealing his cock from within his shorts, mirroring that action from elsewhere in the country. She grinned encouragement at him, phone pressed to her ear, listening to the shortening breath, gasping now. He could hear the grunt from across the room. “He just came!” Her voice higher pitched than before. “Please bring the phone to the bedroom.” “T… wants me in the bedroom, I’m taking the phone along.” Three hands removed her skirt and knickers and she knelt on the edge of the bed, telling M… all the while what was happening. Looking over her shoulder she said “M… is walking to his car, its home time.” “Is he going to keep chatting while he drives home?” “Yes, I think so." “Well, he’d better have hands free.” “He’s already done that!” “I know, but its no guarantee.” He moved her g-string to one side and slowly pushed his cock into her sopping pussy. “I’ve still got my egg in!” “I’ll be gentle … oooh, it feels so good, vibrating like that.” Slowly he stroked in and out, eliciting loans and gasps from her, especially when his rock hard cock nudged the egg a little deeper. She started to have small orgasms, all the while conducting a running commentary over the phone to M…, who was asking her questions, which were getting harder to answer in a level voice. Suddenly he pulled his cock out of her and walked round the bed to the nightstand. “What are you doing?” He didn’t reply and picked up a tube of KY Jelly and lubricated his cock with a large glob. She said into the phone in an excited voice “He’s going to stick it up my bum”, and then, after listening for a moment, “That excited M…, he says he’s got another major hard-on.” He wasn’t at all surprised. Back behind her he eased gently into her little puckered bumhole until just the head of his cock popped in. “Aaagh” she sighed, and into the phone “He’s got it up my bum”, and then over her shoulder “Fuck that arse, fuck it hard!” Slowly, in and out, and then faster and harder, pulling almost all the way out and plunging in to the hilt. She was kneeling on the bed and he was hunched over her, knees off of the bed, fucking hard and fast, and she was screaming orgasms into the phone. When his haunches got tired, they moved back to doggy position, but still fucking her arse. After what seemed an age, but could only have been minutes, he pulled out of her and went to wash his still-hard cock. When he returned she lying on her back, telling M… what it had been like, and asking him how his cock was. From her “oooh” it was apparent that M… was hard and ready to go again. Bending at the foot of the bed, he kissed her inner thighs, licking his way to her gash with its inviting little bud. As he wiggled her clitoris with his tongue she had another orgasm, a small one this time “He’s licking my pussy” — to the phone — but an orgasm that never died away but kept building until she yelped into the phone “Aaaaargh, I’m coming, oh, oh, I’m coming!”, and to him “Enough!” But enough is a word he doesn’t know, and he teased her clitoris very lightly for a short while until her breathing returned to almost normal, and then, as she was talking with M…, without warning he sucked her clitoris and as much of her labia into his mouth and kept on sucking and nibbling. She came again. Instantly. For a while she lay there, talking and being teased and licked and having orgasms until he lifted himself out of the kneeling position, lifted her legs and plunged into her so so wet pussy. Waiting a moment plunged in as deep as he could go, he then started to thrust, her ankles on his shoulders. Thrusting, thrusting, in, out, again and again, deep, and hard, and fast. “He’s fucking my pussy” she said in short shallow breaths into the phone “and its sooo nice.” He kept pumping his cock in and out of her until without warning he plunged in, went ramrod rigid and emitted a long, low groan, his cock pulsing as he shot his warm seed deep into her. His orgasm tipped her over the edge once more and she came for the final time, on this late lazy afternoon. She handed him the phone and M… said “Thank you… and you’re welcome!” [This was a true story - X.]
  10. We encourage new couples to play the voyeur role until they are comortable, if thats what they wish to do. Agree with Spoonmonkey, your lady sounds wonderful, there is no place for rudeness in the lifestyle, and you were absolutely in the right, to answer your original question. X.
  11. She's 38 and he's 47, been swinging for 8 months now and we love it!
  12. Ours was 500, not too bad I suppose, can't think how more kinky we can become1
  13. We were having MMF fun one night and forgot to lock the door. Suddenly it started to open. Having quick reflexes, and being the one not directly involved at the time I managed to get there before our 6 year old looked in. I took her back to bed and when I got back the other fella and my wife were sitting looking decidedly shell-shocked - and he'd had his erection frightened clean away! Now we lock, and check!
  14. The poll didn't have a selection for more than once a week!
  15. Occasionally we entertain males from out of town that we have met online - if we have met them before for mmf 3-somes and they become one of our 'open invitations' then when they're next in town S (f) often goes for a quickie to his hotel room, after we have played the night before, or in the evening, and then both of them come back to our place! I'm very comfortable with the situation, and waiting here wondering exactly what they're doing does wonders for my libido. We will continue this practise provided neither of our cardinal rules are violated: no secrets, and no emotional attachments.
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