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The diary of a swinger, from the beginning...

So, we went right on out and did it! Yup. No longer are we virgins, no longer "thinking" about swinging. Since last I blogged, much soul-searching and exploration has occurred. Some of the "naughtiest" things have transpired. And I must speak for us both here, we like it. And our boundaries are not such as we thought they were.   So here's a quick run-down of where we are in our lifestyle escapades...the good, the bad, and the fabulous.   In an earlier blog, I wrote about our decision to
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Vanilla+caramel+whipped cream+cherry=?

Well.....I don't really know what it all adds up to, since I only added the caramel last weekend. But, now I'm considering the wisdom of the choice/possibility of continuing to pile on a topping here and a topping there, until I get to the finishing touch of placing the cherry ever-so-carefully on top. If I do, will it all fall apart? Will it taste as good as it looks? Do I really want it?   Okay, enough with my silly metaphors. Let me me be blunt and specific.   I've known this couple fo
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taboo

When Mr. O and I first met, it was lust at first sight. We'd talked and written before meeting for several weeks, so the anticipation was at its height for me. What I saw, I had to have...so much so that I gave it up on the second date (not completely like me, but not "unlike" me either). What I didn't know when we got started was that we were planting a tree. It's going to be a big tree, but it started as a seed. We planted it on our second date and watered it with too much wine. It sprou
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Busting ass

This is the first time I have been here in a couple weeks. My wife and I just started really exploring the dark,hidden corners of our minds with each other and I go and take an offer for a job that requires "reeducation". I have nothing but 6 day weeks EVERY week until July and 2 of those days each week are mandatory 14 hrs! (with an hour lunch in the middle) 16 hours a week are mandatory volunteer time. Thoughts of being able to meet another couple or go to the exceptional club we joined se
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"Eating Out" (part one)

This is a story I wrote...not true yet, so I didn't feel right trying to post it on the "swingers stories" section of this site. If the moderators feel it belongs elsewhere, feel free to move it. The names have been changed to protect "the innocent".   Mrs. Oly   "Eating Out"   It was an ordinary night, dinner out at their favorite Italian restaurant. They liked the place for lots of reasons, an excellent wine list, rich food, decadant desserts; the delicious wait staff was an added bonus.
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"Eating Out" - (part three)

It was my turn to enjoy my husband’s cock. If he was going to come, I wanted it to be between my lips. I looked up at him, smiled, and put my mouth around him, my hand at the base of his scrotum, squeezing lightly. Right then, I felt fingers, whose I didn’t know, sift between my nether lips, rubbing against my clit and seeking entrance inside. One finger slipped inside slowly, searching out my g-spot, with surprisingly quick success. I groaned, vibrating my husband’s cock, making him moan.
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"Eating Out" (part two)

And so we gathered our things and stepped out into the cold night air. Once in our car, the conversation was as normal, my husband making openly sexual comments about his wish to see Harmony and I together and me dodging the topic with “whatever” and “keep dreaming”. A few minutes later, we were walking up the stairs to her apartment. Her door opened before we could even knock. “Hi you guys.” Smile. Sexy, disheveled...she’d just changed and had obviously not gotten to smoothing her hair
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Broken coochie and aching feet

Well, we dove...head first! Yes, yes...we "came", we saw, we conquered (our fears, that is). So, here's how it all "went down" (ha ha!!! I love playing with words).   We got all snazzied up, packed up the trunk, and dropped the kids at the babysitter with a "likely" excuse for heading to the city for a possible over-nighter. When we made our last turn onto the road where New Horizons is located, we decided to bypass our stop-off to imbibe a shot or two of liquid courage, since we only had ab
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"quote, unquote" = "fear of commitment" (to say or do)

So, here we go! Tomorrow evening, Mr. Oly and I are going to an orientation at a club (a few cities over) outside of Seattle...New Horizons. We've done our research, discussed our feelings, possible "rules"/boundaries, etc....all the "what if's" of such an experience. Neither of us have ever actually "swung" yet. Just started discussing the idea about a month ago. Since then, we've joined this site and "come to terms" with the "likelihood" that we may be "interested" in "accepting" the fact
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Manscaping and the death of class in America

For Valentine's Day, my husband surprised me with the following offering...to buy a sexy new dress, hot underthings for below that hot new dress, some new "catch me, fuck me" heels and a new scent of our choosing. Now, I already knew when we went shopping that I was on the hunt for new perfume (after having my first child, my chemistry changed drastically, and my former perfume no longer smelled as appealing to either of us). But, the other items were quite a shock. On occasion, I do, indeed lov
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