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This topic springs out of something that came up in another topic, mostly from a comment by StrateCouple that they feel that swinging has evolved since they entered the lifestyle.

 

Most of the people we've met are in a dead run from bed to bed. They don't give a damn about anything except getting laid and getting off. It's all CONQUEST to them, nothing more. Another notch in their belt, a feather in their cap, something to tell everyone in the locker room. It's a systematic thing for many. They try to come on nice and agreeable but grow cold and bitter once they've gotten what they want.

 

Yes, it's evolved. Anyone who will say it hasn't is a liar or else is disillusioned. When you start that thread let us know, we'll be interested in everyone else's takes on it.

 

We are of the old school of swing. We're plenty young enough to have fun but we're too old to change our ways or our values. Those trying to force us to change have soured us on it altogether. But for the 99 and 44/100ths percent of everyone else it should be just fine.

 

So what do you think? I realize many people on this board are new or fairly new to the lifestyle so they may not be able to judge whether or not the lifestyle has evolved, but what do you think of the comments regardless?

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I'm not sure if evolved is the correct term (although it may well be), but I can confidently say I understand complaints about finding suitable, HONEST people. So many talk the talk, but won't... well, you get the idea. How many times have you made contact with a couple over the internet, the four of you seem so compatible you're practically quadruplets, and then poof, they vanish without a trace or explanation? How many other couples who you actually do get to meet person, and it's painfully obvious they misrepresented themselves over the net? How many try to exceed agreed upon boundaries once you're all in bed?

 

I don't mean to discourage the newcomers out there reading this, there are many wonderful people within this lifestyle. But it can be a real chore separating the wheat from the chaff, and a lot of work finding those special people.

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Originally posted by JustAskJulie:

I realize many people on this board are new or fairly new to the lifestyle so they may not be able to judge whether or not the lifestyle has evolved, but what do you think of the comments regardless

 

We have been swinging for five plus years, and we have definitely noticed a change in that time, which is attributable to the growth of the Internet during that period.

 

Those who have entered the lifestyle within the past couple of years cannot appreciate how difficult it was pre-Internet to find swinging opportunities. There were swingers' clubs, but they were hard to find and much fewer than today. Beyond that, there were those scary contact magazines found in porn stores. No chat rooms, no adult personals sites. To be a swinger you really had to want to swing. It was not a casual pursuit at all. It felt more like a small secret society where everybody knew everybody else. We travelled to clubs in a three-state area and would often run into people who knew friends of ours 150-200 miles away.

 

I believe that there are literally ten times more people calling themselves swingers today than there were five years ago, and a far greater proportion of people in their twenties.

 

I think this has resulted in several effects, most of them not so good.

 

For one thing, swinging has become less friendly than it used to be. Lifestyle socials used to feel like backyard barbecues with bare tits. Now the "hustle factor" is much greater than it used to be. Maybe this is what Stratecouple is referring to.

 

We fall somewhat into the category of hit-and-run swingers, in that we often end up with different people from month to month (for reasons we have discussed in other posts) but it always used to be within a circle of people whom we saw from month to month, and with whom we always stayed friendly so long as we attended the same parties.

 

Now the faces seem to change so quickly, it's impossible to get to know people.

 

The other BIG difference is that there are many more people sort of dabbling in swinging. They really haven't made the commitment in their relationship to become swingers. It's more for the titillation, I think--so that on Monday morning they can go to their friends and say, "Oh yeah, we went to a swingers' party and boy are those people kinky *snicker snicker*."

 

We find this irritating for a lot of ways. We sometimes get the feeling that half the people we meet at a typical dance are there to stand off to the side and gawk at us as if we were monkeys in the zoo. The dance turns into a risque version of any other dance club. The huge problem that goes along with that is that because they aren't really swingers, they haven't absorbed our relaxed approach to displays of affection, etc. and they haven't really discussed limits or expectations. This leads to bad misunderstandings as one partner gets into the swing of things, so to speak, and the other doesn't like it. We've seen more incidents of jealousy, hard feelings, etc etc in the past six months than in the four and a half years preceding it. In most cases this has involved younger people who didn't seem to understand that they were attending an alternative lifestyle club.

 

Although it's great in theory to have all those good-looking twenty-somethings hanging around, we sort of miss the old days.

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frisson,

 

Funny you mentioned the internet as a possible cause. I was just about to ask that before I read your post. If people felt that had anything to do with it.

 

It has definitely contributed to more people knowing about and openly discussing the lifestyle. Unfortunately, it has also made it much easier for just anyone to put themselves out there.

 

Prior to the rise of the internet, the only ways to meet people were through clubs or print magazines. Both of which cost a bit and while people might be likely to buy a print magazine unless they were serious they were probably less likely to actually try to contact someone (too much trouble even in the cases where it was direct mail content) for someone who wasn't serious.

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Great topic, too bad it hasn't gotten more of a response.

 

We were talking about it again last night and decided that swinging in the last couple of years has turned into a Hedonism (resort) concept--something really intended more for the occasional thrill-seekers and the dabblers rather than those who have made a commitment to change their marriages.

 

Even the Lifestyles convention is being marketed that way. From their Web site: "And, while many swingers attend, most of the couples do not share partners."

 

That just about says it all.

 

 

Prior to the rise of the internet, the only ways to meet people were through clubs or print magazines. Both of which cost a bit and while people might be likely to buy a print magazine unless they were serious they were probably less likely to actually try to contact someone (too much trouble even in the cases where it was direct mail content) for someone who wasn't serious.

 

Yes, and those print mags were not much. The ones we saw when we started this in 1997 had maybe 150 ads from a three-state area. Today through the Net I could easily contact several hundred people within a 20-minute drive.

 

Clubs were not easy to find. You couldn't just look up "swinger's clubs" in the Yellow Pages. Very few clubs were on line, and there were 2-3 lists of clubs on the Net, with mostly out-of-date info.

 

It really took us six months before we finally hooked up with a club. (We never did try the magazines). In retrospect, waiting that long was a good thing. It gave us a chance to talk things over really well and to know what we wanted. Had we jumped into it when we first wanted to jump into it, we would not have been so well prepared.

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IMHO, the *social-ness* of swinging has went to the wayside. Ten years ago even fifteen, I can remember going to parties or even the club and there being a LOT of socializing going on before anything happened. I have noticed a huge decline in that within the past 5-7 years. It's like, go in, sit down, what's your name, fine, let's go to a room kind of thing. The flirting has decreased, the seducing has decreased, the socializing aspect of swinging has taken a nose dive. There seems to be no social foreplay or very little of it.

 

Blame it on the internet, yeah some of it but not all of it. The people entering swinging have to take some responsibility and even us *old timers* who have sit by silently and watched the decline. I do think the internet and the accessibility of information has brought many people to swinging that would not be there otherwise. Just as I believe that the internet and email has destroyed the English language and the art of writing letters, I believe that the internet and the people coming into swinging as a result of it have taken it's toll on the art of the seduction and flirting...which, IMHO, was half the fun of swinging. There's something to be said about building sexual tension between two, three or four or more people. Now, all that's required is being mildly attracted to someone and *BAM* you've had them.

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As swingers for 25 years we have noticed a number of changes several of which have been discussed above. In particular we could not agree more with the comments about the decline in the social/friendly side of swinging. When we visit our swing club the atmosphere is just how soon can I find someone to fuck, quite different from the flirting and "courtship" which used to prevail. This is one of the reasons we now do most of our swinging with our regular group of eight couples.

 

There are two other ways in which we find swinging has evolved over the years. One is the emphasis on safe sex which has developed over the last decade and rightly so. When we started swinging condoms were rarely used. Now when we meet a new couple at the club or on vacation under no circumstances would we have unprotected sex with them.

 

The other change we have noticed is that bisexuality has become much more common at least among the couples we play with. When we first got into the lifestyle, swinging was really wife swapping by another name. You played with another couple and full swap was the name of the game. Soft swinging was not on the cards. More recently we have seen a trend towards different combinations of sexual partners, especially FF when two or more couples get together. In our regular group most of the women play together as couples or in FMF threesomes. Also during MFMs there is sometimes contact between the two men. It took some time before Jo and I branched out and added bisexual contacts to our list of sexual experiences but we have both found that these contacts have enriched the enjoyment we derive from the sex life we share with our friends.

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We are still pretty new to this lifestyle...been "trying" to do it for about a year and a half. I say trying because we haven't had many experiences and have had a very difficult time finding couples who do have some integrity and that want to establish a relationship rather than a quick one night stand. I thought it would be a great enhancement to our marriage but sometimes it can be more of a pain than anything :mad: . It is certainly frustrating for a couple who is looking to get started but can't find the right people. We are not Ken and Barbie and so are not looking for that, just some people who we can get to know and have some fun with if there is an attraction there. And it is true that you seem to get to know people and then they just disappear without a trace. I am not giving up on the lifestyle and the fun and friendship sure to be found here somewhere but it definitely isn't all that I thought it would be. :confused:

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It took us 2 years to find a really awesome couple we swing with. Some that seemed good just disappeared, others had wives that couldn't come to the phone etc.

 

If you are picky about what kind of people you swing with (not just looks) then you should expect it to take a while.

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Even the Lifestyles convention is being marketed that way. From their Web site: "And, while many swingers attend, most of the couples do not share partners."

 

That just about says it all.

Unfortunately, it does :(

 

Clubs were not easy to find. You couldn't just look up "swinger's clubs" in the Yellow Pages.

It's funny that you mention that. When I was in Phoenix last year I was looking in the phone book for strip clubs and saw a couple of the better known swinger clubs listed in the Yellow pages. And this is a city where supposedly swinger clubs are illegal!

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Originally posted by Sex4Us2:

We are still pretty new to this lifestyle...been "trying" to do it for about a year and a half. I say trying because we haven't had many experiences and have had a very difficult time finding couples who do have some integrity and that want to establish a relationship rather than a quick one night stand. I thought it would be a great enhancement to our marriage but sometimes it can be more of a pain than anything :mad: . It is certainly frustrating for a couple who is looking to get started but can't find the right people. We are not Ken and Barbie and so are not looking for that, just some people who we can get to know and have some fun with if there is an attraction there. And it is true that you seem to get to know people and then they just disappear without a trace. I am not giving up on the lifestyle and the fun and friendship sure to be found here somewhere but it definitely isn't all that I thought it would be. :confused:

 

I wouldn't give up either if I were you. Just keep thinking that good things come to those who wait and you'll probably end up with a couple or two to play with that will not only be great playmates but also great friends! :D

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I believe a book could be written on this excellent subject if one hasn't yet.

 

My observations are mixed. I see many great advances in the lifestyle recently due to the internet.

 

It has exposed many more people as has been mentioned that would never buy a swingers magazine at an adult bookstore. This has introduced a new breed of people into the lifestyle. Many of these people are curiosity seekers and I know they are not well received by many old-timers. However; lots of these people are great additions that fill the clubs with fun-loving erotic people that enjoy being on the fringe of society's sexual acceptance.

 

My perception is that the old-timers are more apt to just hop into the sack with a new person than newbies that quite often get close to the main event then change there mind. Of course it is usually with other old-timers. I btw guess I am an old-timer. I work with geriatrics daily and am 45 so I am called a kid all day and have a real hard time calling myself an old-timer.

 

I feel the problems mentioned are probably due to growth pains. The community is definitely expanding rapidly due to the internet, and with growth comes many undesirable factors.

 

These have a way of working themselves out though. My prediction is that the quality of swing clubs will increase as the new people demand better facilities.

 

The general public has a long way to go understanding that we are not in fact a bunch of hedonistic, self-indulgent, immoral miscreants.

 

The general public is full of cheaters though. Infidelity is far more common than swinging but who cares, even if its the president, huh?

 

The press will look for any sexual deviation and the public relies on the press for most of its opinions. Unfortunately until the community has enough exposure both positive and negative the public will remain in the dark.

 

When enough clubs get going and profits go up to the point that swinging is considered an industry then the busy lawmakers will have their hands full. The day will come when we will need spokespersons to rely on.

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We've been in the Lifestyle 22 of our 24 years of marriage, and while we've seen many of the same changes that others have mentioned, we have also seen a continuation of the more social aspects of swinging here in the great Northwest.

 

We run a Yahoo Club called Portland Real Swingers. We started it primarily because of some of the same issues already mentioned in previous posts. It was our way of creating an alternative place for people to meet online and to get to know one another. About 2 years ago, we started having quarterly socials for the couples in the club to get together and to meet in a social atmosphere. And we chose public venues in which to do this.

 

These socials have been quite rewarding. The couples that come to them spend time socializing and getting to know one another, and everyone is like a big circle of friends. Do some people hook up during the social and leave early to play? Absolutely, but as far as we know, there has been no pressure from anyone to do so, and the members of the group look out for each other. So maybe, despite all the changes, there is still hope!

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I appreciate the discussion going on here. I agree that the internet provides us with a fast, far-reaching tool of contact. With it we find many people that normally we'd never know even exist. I was never into the swinger magazines either. We felt that this wasn't real anyhow, just some means of selling porn at the time, LOL.

 

Also we find game players galore on the internet, who use the net as a means of picture collecting and a way of possibly boosting egos by getting others interested in a meeting... which never happens. I guess it makes some of them feel really big because they talked someone into something that will never happen. They are in control and they like that feeling. Of course the ones on the OTHER end of this deal feel quite differently.

 

I often wonder how many COUPLES on these sites are actually a MAN posing as a couple???

 

We still play with acquaintances we've made, those who are really friends and not just your average garden variety of players.

 

We still are amazed at so many who click on a profile, look at the female's pictures, and send messages to meet for get-togethers without so much as even reading our profiles. When on every blank it states that we're not swinging at present, yet they write anyhow, you KNOW they haven't read the first damn word. I guess they think they'll be the ones who change our lives for the better or something.

 

Speaking of those friends we've actually made in the lifestyle, these are true friends. Sometimes we get together without any sex involved. We go to movies and barbecue together, watch TV and many other things. Our children play together while the adults visit. Friends do what friends do, you know. If playing comes up, then we play. For us, it isn't a mandatory thing to have sex in order to get together with someone.

 

We met one couple that grew rather edgy because we'd been at a party with them for over an hour without sex. He said that if he wanted a DATE he would go back to high school. He is strictly a bedpost-notcher. This was the last couple we tried to swing with.

 

Swinging these days has become just that, though. Everyone is more interested in the sex and the thrill, but then quickly move on to their next conquest. Never a worry about remaining friends, never a second thought. After all, it's strictly about THEM...

 

I won't even begin to mention the "B" problem. There was a huge thread concerning it awhile back so our feelings are quite well expressed there.

 

Yes, swinging has changed. Some good changes, many bad. We will take it as it comes, but we are exhausted at the work involved. We have had many memorable times that will live in our minds forever, and have changed our future thoughts concerning sex. Our lives are much better and we're more committed to each other than we ever were before, thanks to the lifestyle. But we are also more dead-set in our beliefs and ideals.

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You have made so many salient points in this morning's post, it's nearly impossible for me to add anything new. However, I wanted to reiterate one issue you raised -- and that's "couples" who are anything but. Specifically, single guys posing as such, or married men visiting swing sites without their spouse's knowledge.

 

For this reason, we always insist on speaking with both parties over the phone prior to any meeting being arranged, and it's amazing how quickly this ends many communications. We always offer to pay long distance expenses when searching for swing partners, but still the silence on the other end is deafening. One can prolong a lie for only so long before the truth becomes obvious.

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I've said it often that the internet has made swinging more accessible to everyone. However, since men tend to use the internet more than women, there are more men experimenting with swinging as a substitute for prostitution and phone sex. Not good for anyone.

 

Also, there is very little that can be done to keep teenagers from discovering swing sites and using them for a cheap thrill. Many so called "single men posing as women" I've actually discovered to be teenage girls. Scary considering the FBI can and will arrest you for making a date with an underage girl over the internet for sex, especially if one of you has to leave your home county. Then there are the young boys who sit around and joke about "what this freak is writing. what if that was your mom and dad?"

 

Once you get rid of the teenagers, you move into the realm of voyeurs who don't want to admit (or don't know) that they only want to talk and watch. There is a place for that in the lifestyle, but you have to know that is all you want before you can admit that to others. Even picture trading can be seen as a form of soft swinging (if you stretch your imagination). But you have to be honest with yourself and your partners about what you want and how far you will go.

 

Single men who are really married. This one burns me up. These men try to ease their guilty conscious by saying, "I'm not cheating on my wife. I talked to her about swinging and she said 'Do what you want but I'm not doing it with you'." They don't get it. They really think that the women in the lifestyle are sex maniacs who don't care who they have sex with. There are some (a very small minority) women who do feel like this, but they are usually cheating (or considering cheating) on their husbands as well. They don't care about who they deceive or hurt, and they give actual single men a bad reputation.

 

Gun-shy couples who are afraid of single men even though they want to party with one. This reminds me of the guys in high school who talk to the homecoming queen once, then decides she's too snooty, stuck up, and insensitive to be given the time of day. Then they call all the popular girls snooty, stuck up, and insensitive and tell all the other guys not to bother with them. yes, the analogy is the same. The problem is that there are enough guys representing one of the first three categories I mentioned to make them say "there aren't any good guys and the ones who are really rare." The good guys aren't rare. They just have better things to do (usually) than hang out on the internet all day (speaking of which, my download just finished :) ) so it takes a little more effort to meet them and convince them that YOU are serious and not playing games or looking for another notch in your belt.

 

Single men who don't get it. Why don't they get it? They've never had a chance to do it, so they don't know what is happening in the minds of the couples, single women, and other single men who enjoy this lifestyle. Most people today learned about swinging on the net. Usually from websites that post pictures of swinger parties. Maybe the pictures are real, maybe they are staged. The bottom line is that the people running the site concentrate on talking about the sex, how big some guy's cock is, how tight this woman's pussy was, how many men and women she did in an hour, etc. Nothing about how they met, how many people they turned away, or even if everyone on the site is an actor or real person just posing for pictures to make a little extra cash. Half the guys who see these sights believe its all fake. The other half goes "hey, easy sex with women who can't get enough. All I have to do is tell them I have the same thing the guys on their site has and I'm in." Sad, but they make up the majority of single men who join swing sites. When they learn they have the wrong idea, they leave just to be replaced by a new guy given those same misconceptions.

 

So its a sad state of affairs for swingers? No. It just means that you have to resort to the attitudes of the eighties and early nineties where magazines were the only way to learn about swinging. Be proactive, read profiles, and don't wait for people to write you (unless you are a single man, then only write to single women first...don't waste your time writing to couples unless they say they are looking for you by name :lol: ). Don't flood people with emails if they haven't responded to yours, decide if you can afford the time and money to get into clubs, and just relax and go with the flow.

 

Everything works out when you learn not to try and force them to happen.

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We are still very new to this but have noticed that most of the couples have no intent on swinging. The on-premise club we go to exists mostly of voyeurs and exhibitionists. They usually sit there and just watch. Not much interaction at all among those in attendance. You may see 3-5 couples out of 75 that are actually swapping partners by the end of the night. We even had one couple who the female half would receive but not give anything in return to my SO. After her husband talked to her she said she would make an exception this time. Needless to say we did not bother with them. Some nights the single males are well behaved and others it is a nightmare. Last week it seemed all of them were like a pack of wolves thirsty for the kill. They just kept walking back and forth getting more pissed because no one would put on a show for them. We even had a stalker throughout the night. The regulars are all nice but it is difficult breaking into that crowd. It does seem that most are not there to actually meet others. :rollseyes:

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I guess we would fall into the category of people that some are complaining about. Let me give you my own perspective on this.

 

Everyone has different interests, I don't have the need for more friends to BBQ with. If we go to a club it is for one thing only. To have sex that is outside of what most people (including our circle of friends) would call normal. I'm not a jackass about it, but really, I'm not looking for friends. If you are, then great, I have no problem with that. We're not gonna give you our E-mail or phone number and we're not even gonna tell you our real names. If that's what you're looking for than we can go our separate ways and we've only wasted a few minutes of our lives. I'm there to have sex with my wife and possibly someday when/if we are both comfortable to play around a little with others. I'm not gonna give you a hard time, we just have different things in mind. There's a "good old days" story to everything, that's what makes having a memory better than a goldfish fun.

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RW1F,

 

I just don't get it. Help me to understand this as it is becoming more common and I am one of those that has complained on this board about voyeurs and exhibitionists.

 

Perhaps you can explain to us why you like going to a swingers club for sex with your own partner. Is it the excitement of live sex or performing for an audience? Is it because you really want to swap and are working up to it? Help me out here so maybe I can be more tolerant of those I encounter.

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mrs good times said:
Perhaps you can explain to us why you like going to a swingers club for sex with your own partner. Is it the excitement of live sex or performing for an audience? Is it because you really want to swap and are working up to it? Help me out here so maybe I can be more tolerant of those I encounter.

 

 

Can I pick "all of the above"?

 

I wouldn't say we "really want to swap". At this point I'd say we probably won't end up doing so, but never say never. To answer your question, we are there for naughty sexual fun.

 

None of the clubs we have been to state that they are for "swingers only". In fact, quite the opposite, they all say that they welcome people just like us. Maybe some people that attend these clubs don't like it, but then again they aren't the owners and don't get to make up the rules. In our area there are plenty of clubs that tailor to "true swingers". We don't go to those.

 

Believe me, I understand the frustration with some (or even a lot) of the voyeur crowd. Some of em are outright rude and obnoxious. Then again, some of the swingers are also rude and obnoxious.

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I just don't consider those who are there for a show to be swingers. Granted you can't be as free as you want at a normal club, such as having sex on a couch. It is a shame though that most people are not there to do anything with anyone else. These people are not new either, they sit on the opposite side of the room and ignore everyone. They then go to the other side and have sex with one another. One couple even moves away from people if they sit nearby, at the next table. Don't know if they are simply stuck up or not. I'm sorry, but what makes some so great that they won't associate with anyone at the club? I am speaking about these 2 couples at the club we go to, not anyone on the board. We haven't tried talking to them because they will literally move if anyone sits too close to them. I guess speaking to people is not part of the lifestyle. Hope no one actually should ask them to swap. :hahaha:

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Thanks for the verification. I guess we all have our own kinks.

 

The best analogy I can come up with is when the waitress brings the dessert tray to your table with cheesecake, pie, chocolate cake etc. and when you choose the cheesecake she says, "Oh you can't have that one it's just for show".

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As far as evolving, we really haven't noticed it much, we have been swingers now for 3 years, and if there has been any evolving that we have noticed, it's been with us, mainly when we got started we would meet anyone who wanted to, maybe go out for coffee, then go back to our place or theirs and then we would swap, but then afterwards they wouldn't want to get together after we had our fun. And we ended up feeling used. Almost quit swinging all together.

 

But we took a break, mainly because of our daughter being born. lol And when we got back into swinging, we took a different approach at it, we looked for people we could swing with who we could also be friends with and hang out with, and there not be the expectation that we would have to do anything sexual every time we got together. We have found that with a couple who we consider our best friends right now. They are expecting their first child also right now and they were new to swinging when we met them.

 

But we have grown to be very close friends with them and we enjoy the sex when we do swap, but most importantly in our relationship/friendship with them, we enjoy each others company, even without sex involved.

 

We have been looking for other couples like them that we could possibly swing with, but at this time, since with Tazzie being near the time to have the baby, we have put ourselves on the shelf for the time being, and mostly we are happy swinging with our friends for now, and haven't really felt the need to look for anyone outside of them. But that could also change too.

 

So for us things have evolved, we have become more selective, and looking for other qualities.

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In this thread, VegasLee and MidnightPassion make reference to how different swinging was years ago.

 

Being brand new at this, I don't have a clue what it was like in the old days. VegasLee stated in the above thread, "Many years ago swinging was just about the sex."

 

I think many swingers are still looking for no-strings-attached sex, they don't care if they see you again - or even like you - "just sex please." :D

 

There are others looking for friendship with the benefits of sex, and for them this is their preferred way to swing.

 

Those who are "old-timers" (another term from VegasLee) how do you see swinging has changed? Are you pleased or bothered by the changes the years have brought?

 

Has swinging become too complicated, too sweet and personal? :rolleyes: Are 21st century swingers touchy-feely types who are searching for the deeper meaning of sexual intimacy with strangers they hope to befriend?

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You Rang? :D

 

I feel the "Lifestyle" has grown but I am not sure that swinging has.

 

There are many more people than in the "ole times" in the Lifestyle now, but the percentage of people that are in it for sex seems to be less then it used to be. I have seen this even in the last five years.

 

We host at a very large club here in Vegas that we have been going to about ten years. There is twice the number of people at the club now than there was five years ago, but only about 20% of the "action" that there was in that same time period.

 

We also see MUCH MORE DRAMA then we used to. We see more divorces in the Lifestyle then we used to, more people arguing and more tension overall.

 

The NEW Lifestyle has been great for business but I am not sure it has been good for the lifestyle in general.

 

Seems now that many people are seeking relationships. Bringing more into their core relationship then sex. Emotions, feelings and over all thinking way to hard about what this is all about.

 

We have seen many, if not most of our trued hard core swinger friends drift off to other things because most of the clubs have become social/dance clubs. Even the conventions started getting that way. Just this last year I saw the Conventions starting to put more importance back into Play Parties and back off spending so much time, energy and money on the dances and other things. The Reviews afterwards where the best we had seen about the conventions in about four years because of it.

 

I am not saying that the new Lifestyle is bad overall. I am just saying that it has changed in many many ways and when I sit back and see what is happening I am not positive that it is a good thing. I see way to many negative side effects from many of the "new" ways of this lifestyle these days.

 

The Old Days by us "Old Timers". Go to a party, get naked, have sex, have more sex, and if possible more sex. If we learned your name, cool, if we became friends outside with clothes on, that was cool too. If not, no biggie, there was more good sex to be had at the next party.

 

There is nothing wrong with making new friends in any part of our lives. When we spend so much time, energy and emotions on those friends that is starts to create drama and the breaking up of relationships then it is not something that I personally want to be involved in.

 

I like a simple life. I have a great relationship and the Love of my life for LIFE already. That is Laura. We have great sex, with each other and many others. We also make friends with some of the people that we have sex with.

 

I had someone many years ago tell me: "Have sex with them first and find out later if you like them; that way you don't miss out on lots of great sex."

 

I do not feel what others are doing now days is wrong FOR THEM. I just know that what I do works for me so I have to stick with it.

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You Rang? :D

Lee - I think this is the first time I've seen you use a smiley! ;)

 

 

We also see MUCH MORE DRAMA then we used to. We see more divorces in the Lifestyle then we used to, more people arguing and more tension overall.

I wonder if a lot of couples aren't trying out swinging because they are in a rocky marriage and the bedroom has become boring for them. They look to swinging as a remedy. Then, when they find swinging will not solve their problem, they divorce.

 

This may explain why you are seeing more drama, along with the arguing and tension.

 

I wonder too if people don't attend swinger clubs because they see it as a new form of accepted entertainment. Instead of another Saturday out at the strip club they go to the swingers club. This way it's possible to become physically involved if they decide to...something they can't do at a strip club.

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Lee - I think this is the first time I've seen you use a smiley! ;)

 

 

I wonder if a lot of couples aren't trying out swinging because they are in a rocky marriage and the bedroom has become boring for them. They look to swinging as a remedy. Then, when they find swinging will not solve their problem, they divorce.

 

This may explain why you are seeing more drama, along with the arguing and tension.

 

I wonder too if people don't attend swinger clubs because they see it as a new form of accepted entertainment. Instead of another Saturday out at the strip club they go to the swingers club. This way it's possible to become physically involved if they decide to...something they can't do at a strip club.

 

Yes, I agree with you. This may be the new accepted "fad" to go watch people have live sex.

 

As far at more relationship problems these days I think you may have hit on part of it, but I think a big part of it is that people feel they need so much more than just the SEX these days. They let other things become important to them. Making of friends, what you do for a living, where you live, what you drive, how many others have you partied with. All that.

 

I don't look to add much more to my life. My relationship is solid and very gratifying to me. We enjoy sex for the sake of sex. Some people bowl, play pool or watch movies. We like to have sex. I don't want to get "involved" with others though to distract from the greatest relationship I have had in my life with Laura. I am not looking to marry anyone else, I just want so spend some good quality naked time with them. :D

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Veronica and I see more and more people wanting love from the one they swing with. Friendships are fine, don't get us wrong. We have made some dear and close friends, and will keep doing so, but when we are swinging, we don't need to be friends. It just used to feel more free to us. That's not to say that the new swinging is right or wrong. We just feel more pressure in it now.

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Yes, I agree with you. This may be the new accepted "fad" to go watch people have live sex.:D

 

Just figured we'd stick our noses in.

 

We started 7 years ago (god has it been that long?) because we were a bit bored. We both had quite active social/sexual lives when we were single and to be honest, just each other after a few years did get a bit monotonous.

 

As far as a fad, with some it could be. So many out there not really into things and actually doing things. Maybe were just old school, as we do go to clubs with the intent of just getting it on. Friendships are cool, and yes we have close friends we swing with, but what's wrong with just going out and having a good thing?

 

Dave deals with a lot of soldiers who claim to be swingers. They don't know about him and he wouldn't tell them. For one thing, they are the types hitting the boards as single male swingers. For them it's a way to be a "Playa" and find ways to "hit" someone's wife (like the soldiers aren't gone too much as it is).

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We are not old timers but I miss the old times anyway. I think you guys might be on to something about the fad thing. The club we regularly attend has been having record attendance lately; in fact, last weekend was the first time in their history they had to turn people away because the club was too full. But as little as a year ago, by ten in the evening the play room would be packed, and you would have to often wait a while to get in to play. Friday they were turning people away at the door and we went in the play room and there were only two couples in there. It was never full all night.

 

It is actually discouraging some nights that everyone seems to be there for reasons unknown to me, but it apparently isn't for sex. I have been thinking that since we have seen a lot more mention of swinging on TV and on the internet that we have gotten a lot more people who come to the club, but have no intention of having sex with anybody else. I have also seen a lot more drama lately between couples that should be at a marriage counselor instead of a swingers club. But if it is a fad then it should run its course in due time, we'll just have to wait and see I guess.

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Are swingers - real swingers - going to start feeling like some exotic animal in a zoo being watched by the passing crowds who paid their $45 to get into the "zoo club" that night?

 

The crowds applauded when, to everyone's delight, the Homo sapiens mated right before their eyes! :fun:

 

:claps::claps::claps:

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You are right. We all just have to wait and see. But to us, from what we have seen in the clubs, if it's a fad, it's not going anywhere too soon.

 

I hate to agree with you on this but I do. I don't think it will go away anytime soon. Many feel they are swingers when they are voyeurs and exhibitionists that have found swingers clubs as their dream world.

 

I feel the Internet has had a great deal to do with the changes. It used to be you had to know someone to find out about a club or party or you had to go buy the "dirty papers" at the bookstore to find out. Now you hit the net and in 10 seconds you can find hundreds of parties and clubs to go to. Swinging has gone "mainstream."

 

Been very good for business but only time will tell what it does to the Lifestyle. Seems that the press normally finds the wannabe swingers or the couples that are breaking up and using swinging to fix something that is not going to be fixed when they do interviews also. That does not help the cause.

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are swingers - real swingers - going to start feeling like some exotic animal in a zoo being watched by the passing crowds who paid their $45 to get into the "zoo club" that night?

 

the crowds applauded when, to everyone's delight, the homo sapiens mated right before their eyes! :fun:

 

:claps::claps::claps:

 

hahahaha.... I just spit water all over my keyboard!

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Lee, it's sad to say this, but it's true. You are right: the net has changed it in a lot of ways. Some good, some bad. But you just have to wait and see if the bad fades away, and try to have fun with it.

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Lee, it's sad to say this.,but it's true. You are right: the net has changed it in a lot of ways, some good, some bad. But you just have to wait and see if the bad fades away, and try to have fun with it.

 

We always have fun. That is the ONLY reason we are in this Lifestyle! :D

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How far back in time do you want go? To summarize our baby boomer generation for the past 50+ years or so, we can categorize the time into three major phases that impacted us all with a rolling summarized impact:

 

1. The PILL in the early 60’s gave women freedom to say “YES’ without the worry…

2. The VHS tape in the 70’s brought XXX action into our homes and bedrooms…

3. The advent of VIAGRA has allowed us to relive our youth again…

 

We enjoyed the brutal physical aspects… we are just at the tip of the ice berg discovering the emotional aspects and rewards of it……

 

For those of us with kids past their teens now…. Our three phases of the past 30+ years is just a whatever in their time…

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We always have fun. That is the ONLY reason we are in this Lifestyle! :D

 

I don't want to give the wrong impression, we always have fun too. The day it ceases to be fun is the day we quit. I just wish they would let me charge the gawkers a reasonable fee for watching. I guess the monkeys and lions don't get paid at the zoo either......but they do get room and board. :)

 

I think we need to have little badges you wear, they could have a gawker badge, one for show offs, etc.

 

Look honey, I finally got my multiple partner humper merit badge tonight. :D

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I have to agree about missing the old days. We are in the lifestyle to have sex with other people, and as Lee put it, if we find out their name at the end, good. Now, though, it seems that people at clubs are looking for a relationship. We already have one with each other. We just want to have sex with other people. Why has that become so hard to do?

 

The club we were in on Saturday was packed everywhere but in the play rooms. People were actually standing outside the play room narrating the few couples that were playing and then it was only with the person they came with. What happened to the time when it was a room of hot sweaty people rolling around together, without having to know about your feelings or what you do on vacation.

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Has anybody else noticed when this thread started in 2002 that the complaint was nobody wanted anything but a quick sex fix and in 2004 the complaints are that nobody wants just a quick sex fix???

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One point I've not really seen brought up is about STD's. The AIDS factor, which would certainly make folks tend to be more choosey in who they elect to play with. While no certificate would guarantee that the sexual partner does not have the AIDS virus, it certainly could make others want to know more about them, and/or observe their sexual behavior, before they decide to indulge in sex with them.

 

Nothing I am going to say here will really make a difference with anyone when it comes to sexual behavior or AIDS.

 

I personally have had two people in my life die from AIDS. Neither of them were in the lifestyle. They where just common everyday people that hooked up with the wrong person at some point in their life. Since you can carry it for years before being detected you're right, no certificate is worth the paper it is printed on.

 

Laura and I also are very good friends with a couple in their 70's that have been swingers in the true Old Time sense of it their whole lives. There have been articles written about them. It is printed that the male of the couple has been with over 9,000 women. The lady of the couple I would judge is running a close second to him. Now many would say, NO WAY would I have sex with them since they have been with so many people. Fact is that they are in great health and pass all tests once a year with flying colors. They are healthier then many people I know that is half their age and they are much more active then most also.

 

Fact is, no matter how well we get to know someone, we will never know. Each and everyone of us takes that chance each and every time we have sex with ANYONE!

 

It is all personal decision how we lead our lives. I know many would not have me just because of the way I think and my lifestyle. Then again, there are many out there that I feel the same way about. It is all personal choice and what works for each of us. Just because I have known them for years does not make them safe.

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Ah the good old day of swinging.

 

I caught the tail end of the "sexual revolution" (78-84) and had numerous partners during that time. If I concentrate I have a clear memory of about 70% of the encounters and can recall about 25% of the names. It was all about sex. Angel came of age having sex with members of her clique. It didn't matter who she slept with that night as long as he/she/they were part of the group. She can remember every name but only flashes of the episode.

 

Once we found each other it took all of 3 months for us to bring swinging into our relationship. We decided early on that swinging was just about sex and fulfilling fantasies. After we started in the lifestyle with friends we expanded to a swing club about 3 hours away. We hooked up with people, had a great time, and even became friendly with some but the main purpose is fulfilling sexual fantasies we can't do alone.

 

Since our first trip to a club in '99 we noticed that more and more people attended as a curiosity. Towel sharks became more obvious, "We're just here to watch" became the couples' byline, and our trips became less frequent. We could make a fortune having sex in hotel rooms while men watched and jacked off why should we pay the $75 cover to do the same thing? We still visit clubs a few times a year but usually meet couples through ads or and singles at vanilla functions.

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Interesting comments by all.

 

We were last in the lifestyle about 10 years ago, and haven't been to any clubs since, so I can't comment on how things have changed there. The other comments all sound plausible, though. It's for sure it's a LOT easier now to find out about swinging and go check it out. I'm sure that must add to the looky-loos.

 

On the other hand, in the whole debate between "sex sex" and "friends sex" folks, I think there has always been that split. What's maybe different (and I'm just speculating) is that the rise of the Internet and clubs are bringing these two groups of swingers together more, so the contrast stands out more.

 

The good side of the Internet, for folks like us, is it makes it a lot easier to find folks that like us, and like what we like. We were never able to fit into the mainstream at the clubs. Just about all the popular folks there are a certain "type", and they have their little groups of friends. That's all entirely natural and understandable, and I'm not complaining. :) But it did mean that we, who even 10 years ago were looking for more action than talk, often didn't get much because we were too far away from that "type". So for us these new Internet ad engines are great. I just wish they had better search engines so we could do keyword searches into profiles. :)

 

Anyway, either way, it seems to me that anyone who puts in the effort can find compatible folks.

 

I'll finish with one speculation: the rise of the "zoo" club will lead to a return of smaller "real" clubs, and by this I don't just mean night-clubs, for people who want action. It used to be that some parties we went to had kind of a rule. You had to participate with someone not your partner within a certain number of parties. Didn't have to be in the public room, but you had to do *something* that was real swinging, and not just watching. If you couldn't do that within, say, 3 parties you were dis-invited. Harsh, perhaps, but these were fairly small house parties and there simply wasn't room for a lot of spectators. Plus, folks in such a club tend to feel a little "used" by the look-but-don't-touch crowd, as indeed we may have seen a bit in this thread.

 

So far, I like the net Internet-enabled swing world, but then we haven't been back long. We'll see how it turns out. :)

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OK, well since we've only been in it for over a year, we can't tell you what it was like.

 

We can tell you that we're still in the "kid in a candy store" phase. We started out trying to meet couples, met some, but never found it to be all that great, somehow it's never a four-way match. We were never in this for friendship in the first place. We want to know your sexual self, not your emotional self. We've met many people that although we didn't click personality wise when the party started we clicked like that. We've come to love the house party/hotel party, where there's a buffet to choose from. hehe...

 

I'm sure in the past you had to be a little more involved with your swinging partners. I'm sure the amount of people was far fewer than today. Today, we can go to a party and pretty much decide how we want the night to go. She might want girl play, or maybe three guys. He might want two doing oral, or whatever! So we get the pleasure of why we came to do this in the first place, added sexual spice and fantasy's come true.

 

We've also found that you get out of it what you put into it. we tell it like it is and we make no excuses or false statements. We love sex, we are quite playful and we'll make you smile!! We really could care less about your kids or jobs!! We want to know how many orgasms you'd like and how you like to be touched or stroked? what makes you wet or hard? So for us and many others we are meeting, this is about sex! And the women are driving it much more too these days, sexual diversity is here to stay.

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No doubt that social media has been the biggest change in swinging for us. I started swinging with my ex in 1980 and our options to meet people were swinging magazines, newspaper classified ads, or bars. We don't meet people on the internet, we have biggest success at social events or at a resort nude beach. It has been easy for us to swing at nude beaches, you have a resort right there and as soon as you take your clothes off on the beach 3 or 4 couples approach us. So easy, and if you are staying a week or 10 days you can try several couples. 

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      I opened my eyes to watch her head bob up and down and see my dick disappearing and reappearing from her mouth. I saw Don sitting at the bar, just watching his wife suck another man's dick. This was not the first time Don has seen his wife suck my dick, but in the past, he was with Dee or any of the other ladies in our little group. If not, he was most likely helping me with Sue, either licking her pussy or fucking her while she sucked my dick. But to watch him sitting there fully dressed while she was sucking me was a little strange and comforting at the same time. I realized just how good of friends they both were.
       
      I started to feel my climax grow deep down. I guess it had been a while, and I felt a rush of heat as I started to shoot my cum in Sue’s mouth. She sucked and stroked my shaft to get all she could out. I also forgot just how horny Sue got when she had a fresh load of cum shot in her mouth. She was humping my leg like a dog, and I could feel the heat of her pussy through both her pants and mine. As I tried to catch my breath, she looked up and asked if I was relaxed now. I told her that I was, and she said good, now go home and have a good night's sleep and they would see me at 6:30 Friday.
       
      Don started to protest that I could not come over and get his wife all hot and bothered and just leave him there alone to take care of her. Sue kissed me on the cheek and said yes, he can because he will need all his strength for when she and Nancy get a hold of me the next night.
       
      I stood up and redid my pants and told Don good luck, and as I was leaving, I heard Sue tell him to get his clothes off right now. She needed a good hard fuck.
       
      Friday came, and I arrived at Sue and Don’s house at 6:30 as planned. Nancy was not there yet, but Sue told me that we were not expected at the party until 8. Sue, Don, and I were sitting at their bar talking, and I asked where was this party we were going to and they said it was at a couple's house (Dan and Barbara) who they had met about 8 months ago. I did not know them, and I asked if they knew that I was coming, and without knowing me, were they ok with that. Sue told me that they knew and were fine with it, also that Robert and Cathy, and David and Joann would also be there, and that they all had vouched for me. Sue asked if I was still nervous, and I said yes I was.
       
      Meeting a lady for the first time, as a single, would make any man nervous, much less one you were going to a swinging house party with her as your date. Who would not be nervous? But knowing 3 couples that were going to be there helped somewhat. (Robert and Cathy were the first couple that Dee and I ever played with when we got into swinging, and David and Joann were part of the group that we got together with for about 3 years).
       
      Nancy arrived about 15 minutes later, looking stunning. She wore a low-cut gray blouse and a black skirt that stopped about halfway to her knees. Dark stockings and black high heels. She stood 5’7", about 135 lbs., and had legs to die for. Blonde hair, blue eyes, great smile, and very well-gifted up top. Her blouse was cut just right so that the mounds of her tits were showing down to the top of her nipples. She had an incredible tan line that went from a dark bronze color to almost show white ½" above her nipples. She was in her early 40’s, and I started to feel very nervous again. The four of us sat and talked until it was time to leave for the party, Sue ran and got her party bag, and we all loaded up in their SUV for the drive over. Nancy and I were going to sit in the back seat for the drive over, and as she was getting in, I saw she had on black garters that were holding up her stockings; with her low-cut blouse, I already knew she was bra-less, panty-less, well only time would tell.
       
      We arrived at the party, and I was introduced to Dan and Barbara. They are a nice-looking couple, early 40’s early 50’s, like most of the couples there. I saw that Robert and Cathy were already there, along with David and Joann. With a total of 10 couples there at the time, that made it 3 that I knew and 6 plus Nancy that I did not know. (I kept hearing Dee’s words; Mingle and meet, Mingle and meet over and over in my head).
       
      The party was going along like most house parties did, with people greeting one another, some snacks, some drinks, music, and dancing. Small groups standing around talking, a lot of flirting going on. As time went by, there were more people in different stages of undressed. A couple would be seen walking down the hall towards one of the bedrooms, more couples would be going out to enjoy the hot tub on the patio. Everyone was having a good time excluding myself. I had almost forgotten how at ease one could be and how much fun it was to be around people that thought of recreational sex the same as Dee and I did.
       
      (You see someone and you say, "I would like to fuck that person" They look at you and say, " I would like to fuck that person", and the two of you get together and fuck. Both enjoy it, and that is that. Your spouse knows about it and, most of the time, is there to enjoy it with you if not joining in. No jealousies ,no hard feelings, no fights, and most of all, no means no. But in the back of my mind, I kept thinking that I am now a single man in a couple’s lifestyle.)
       
      I was talking to a couple when I looked towards the area that had been set aside for dancing, where I saw Nancy, Joann, and Barbara all dancing together. All three had shed their blouses and were giving one hell of a sexy dance performance. I knew from what I could see from her low-cut blouse that Nancy had a nice set of tits, but to see her dancing topless they were great. They were round and firm with nipples that stood out ¾". At 43 years of age, they were more than likely bought, but real or Memorex, I did not care. I just wanted to suck on them. Her stomach was flat and firm and showed that she took care of herself at the gym. She still had her skirt on, but those long legs and that flat-toned stomach just started me to think how beautiful the meeting place must look.
       
      When the song ended, Nancy walked over to me and put her arms around my neck and kissed me. She looked me in the eyes and said, let's go. I want to have you alone first, and I had no problem with that. We walked down the hall and checked the first two bedrooms and found them occupied. The master bedroom was at the end of the hall, and when we opened the door, we saw Sue and Dan had already gotten there. We started to close the door, and Dan said to come on in. There was more than enough room on the bed; he and Sue only needed half of it.
       
      Nancy put her arms around my neck and kissed me, and whispered that she wanted me naked. At this point, she started to unbutton my shirt. I felt her firm breast pressing against my chest as I ran my hands down her sides. Her skirt had no snaps but was held up by the elastic waistband. It was just a matter of hooking my thumbs under the waistband and stretching it out a little so it would slide down her long legs. Just as I had suspected, she was panty-less. As she undid my pants, I cupped one of her tits in my hand and lowered my mouth to her nipple. My other hand found her wet hot pussy, and I started to finger fuck her with ease. Her hands had pushed my pants down to my knees, and she was stroking my swollen cock with both of her hands. I could hear her breathing getting heavier with each passing moment as I sucked her nipple and fingered her sweet wet hole. She looked me in the eye and pulled my head closer to hers for a long sexual kiss. She started slowly going down to her knees, all the while kissing my chest and stomach. When she reached my now rock-hard shaft, she cupped my balls and the base of my dick in both hands and opened her mouth to take its head into her mouth.
       
      As I stood there getting this magnificent blow-job from this woman, I looked over to the bed. Sue and Dan had moved to the sixty/nine position, and Sue was sucking his cock like she did mine the night before. Dan had his face buried between Sue’s legs, licking her sweet pussy for all its worth. He had his hands spreading it as far as he could to get his tongue in as deep as he could. I remembered just how good Sue’s pussy tasted when she would come, and she always came from a good licking. I wondered just how Nancy’s pussy would taste and did she enjoy it as much as Sue. It would not be much longer before I would find out because of the way she was sucking my dick and watching Sue and Dan, I started to unload in her mouth. My first squirt was deep inside her mouth; the second one she had pulled back but had her mouth open so that it landed in her mouth but mostly on the tongue. As she was swallowing the first two loads, the third hit her closed lips and started to run down her chin. She wiped it off with her finger and then cleaned her finger with her tongue. She stood up and looked me in the eye, and said thank you, we kissed deep and long, and then I told her it was my turn. As she landed down on the bed, I removed my shoes, socks, and pants. She was on her back naked except for her garters and stockings.
       
      I laded down beside her and started to kiss her gently on the neck; slowly, I worked my way down to her nipples, where I sucked and nibbled on each one of them. All the while, I was running my fingers in and out of her hot wet pussy. Her pussy was neatly shaved with just a puff of blond hair left above it. I have always preferred a little hair left instead of an all-shaved pussy, (I wondered if Sue had told her that and she shaved that way just for me). I was working my way down to her honey pot, and she was opening her legs for me. I normally like to work a woman by kissing, nibbling, and sucking on the inside of their legs before I dive into pussy licking. That always seemed to bring their tension up a notch, so when I did go for the gold, they were more than ready for it. With Nancy having her garters and stockings on, that kind of blocked that approach. I soon found out that she did not need that step of foreplay; I also found out that she was anything but a quiet climaxer. I had no sooner started licking, sucking, and nibbling her pussy than she started humping and screaming and cumming. She was begging me to fuck her right then, I needed a little more time to recoup from my climax before I could go on, and she didn’t seem to want to give it to me. I looked from between the legs, and I don’t know if Sue saw the whipped dog look in my eyes or if she was so turned on by Nancy's pleading for a hard fucking or what, but Sue came to my rescue once again.
       
      Sue was on top of Dan, and he was hammering away at her for all he was worth. Sue leaned over and started kissing Nancy and telling her to let it come. I was still down licking her pussy and thinking, "Let this climax run its course, and things will settle down till I recover and can produce again. With Sue's kissing and sucking Nancy's tits and Nancy sucking on Sue’s tits and a double effect. Dan announced that he was coming, and I felt myself coming back into the game. As I slid back up on Nancy to where I could enter her, Sue sat back up on Dan and started riding him hard. She was about to have her own climax and needed to concentrate on that. Just as I put the head of my dick to Nancy’s pussy she said NO, not this way; she pushed me off and got on her hands and knees and said do me from behind; I like it this way the best.
       
      I have no problem with doggie style, so I got behind her and guided the head of my dick into her pussy. I normally like to start slowly, but Nancy told me to do it hard and fast. So I jammed it into the hilt. She instantly started to rock back and forth, and it took a couple of seconds to get into her rhythm, but I got there and was on the in-stroke when she was rocking back and on the outstroke when she was going forward. Like I said before, you know when Nancy comes, everybody knows when Nancy comes, and it did not take long for her to come doggie style.
       
      After she came down from her climax, her body just went limp, and she sank onto the bed face down. Ok, I understand about fast climaxes; been there and done that a time or two myself, but this is the first time I had experienced it happening with the woman I was with. Normally it’s the man that has this happening. I lay down beside her and put my arm around he, and kissed her on her shoulder. I can hear and feel her breathing hard, but that is all the response I get. I look over and Sue is still riding Dan’s dick. I see that glazed-over look in her eyes, one that I have seen many times before, and I know that she won’t last much longer. Just then, I see Dan arch his back and drive into Sue as deep as he can go, his hands are pulling Sue down onto his shaft, and I know that he is releasing his load into her. Sue is wide-eyed and tells him Yes, give it to me, and I know from being there that she has also reached her climax. I lay there and watched her rock back and forth as Dan kept his back arched to give her as much dick as he could. I know the feeling of her pussy muscles on a dick, and I know what he is feeling at this moment. They are constricting and relaxing, constricting and relaxing as she rocks back and forth. Milking every bit of his juice out that they can. I watch as they slow down, and then Sue collapses onto Dan’s chest; she starts that silly giggle that lets you know that you did a good job.
       
      Sue rolled onto her back next to Nancy and looked at me, and asked if I was enjoying myself, and I told him yes. Dan said he needed a drink and asked if any of us wanted one. Sue wanted a margarita, Nancy wanted a glass of ice water, and I said I could use a beer. As Dan was off to get the drinks, the three of us sat up in the bed, the women sat cross-legged, and I just slid up between them and used the headboard as a backrest. I could smell the must of just fucked pussy in the air. There were two women sitting crossed-legged with their pussies open for all to see, and I still had a hard-on. Sue spoke first and said to Nancy, " Did I not tell you he was a good fuck or not" At that point, I could have crawled under the bed, except that Sue was now rubbing my hard dick. Nancy agreed and said that she can’t wait to go again. Sue said that the night was young, but Nancy would just have to wait her turn now because she was next. Thank god Dan showed up with the drinks.
       
      The four of us sat there talking and sipping our drinks. We could hear the party going on in the other part of the house with the music and the occasional orgasm from one of the partygoers or another. Sue asked if we knew where Don was, and Dan said he saw him with Joann, to which Sue said, "Well, he will be occupied for a while". All this time, Sue was stroking my hard cock, then she said that it looked like I was ready to go again, and so was she. Nancy asked her if we could all do it like they did it at the last party. Sue looked at me and then back at Nancy and said that she thought it would be all right. I must have had a questioning look on my face because Sue told me that I would defiantly like this.
       
      Sue had me sit on the side of the bed with my feet on the floor. She then turned around and straddled me backward. I felt her guide my dick into her pussy as she sat down on my lap. " As exciting as the unknown is when having sex with a new partner, it is just as exciting as being in the know and having sex with someone that you have been with before. You know just what they like, and they know what trips your button; Sue knew just what to do to trip my button." She started to rotate her hips to give my dick that just-right grinding. Feeling her slow humping up and down along with the rotation was driving me insane. About that time, I felt a tongue wrapping around my balls and work up my shaft to where I was buried into Sue’s wet box. I looked around Sue to see Nancy on her hands and knees licking not only my balls and dick but also Sue’s wet pussy, and Dan was behind Nancy just fucking away. Sue started to rotate and moan, which caused me to shove up harder; Nancy was licking and sucking faster, which made Sue moan and rotate faster. It was like a snowball rolling downhill. The more it went on, the faster it got. I don’t know what was going on with Dan, and I did not care. I know that I came harder and longer into Sue’s pussy than I can ever remember doing. I remember falling back onto the bed with Sue laying on top of me and still feeling a tongue licking the both of us, and then I heard a far-off scream that said fuck me fuck yes fuck me.
       
      Sue was pulling on my arms and telling me it was time that we rejoined the party. We walked down the hall naked and into the den. We went to the bar, and I sat down on one of the stools. Sue went and got us both a drink and stood between my legs with her arms around my neck. She asked me what I thought of Nancy, and I told her that she was definitely different than any woman that I knew. She said that there was a long story behind that and she would tell me later, but not tonight, I laid my head down between her breast, and she was holding me and rubbing the back of my head when Don came walking up to join us.
       
      Don sat down on a stool, and Sue went over and put her arms around him and asked if he was having fun; I said that he looked like he had been road hard and put up wet. To which he came back with a one-word answer. " Joann". Sue and I just laughed, and I asked if she was still a whirlwind in bed, and he said that she was a man killer if you let her.
      Sue kissed us both and said that we men better get used to the whirlwinds because they are going to rule the world someday.
       
      Note from Jay:
      I have tried to express some of my feelings, thoughts, and happenings into the stories about how I got back into swinging after Dee’s death. I know that it is not your typical swing stories that you are used to reading here. I know that I have brought up couples out of the blue for those that have not been on this site for very long. There are stories posted by " Jay and Dee" that tells how we got started in the swinging lifestyle, how we found out that Don and Sue were swingers, and stories that were milestones in Dee’s and my journey into this wonderful lifestyle.
       
      A lifestyle that I thought had ended with Dee's death. A lifestyle of freedom, pleasure, understanding, and pure joy that I thought I would never be a part of again if it were not for Sue. Some might read into these stories that I have an infatuation with Sue. That is not true. I love Sue. If you go back and read The Surprise, you will know that I have known Sue since we were in elementary school. Her older brother was my best friend until we graduated high school; now, her husband is my best friend.
       
      If it were not for Sue and Don standing by me and pulling me out of my depression, getting me back into not only the lifestyle but life itself did I meet Pam.
       
      Pam is another story all together
       
      I lost Dee in 2004, and the stories about how I got back into the swing happened in 2006. In future stories, I will try not to go back too far into the past, but sometimes my thoughts go there, to a time, a place, or a person that is so important to me that I must bring it up for the story context.
    • By Spoomonkey
      I don't remember - in detail - just what it was that was said between myself and Marilyn that convinced her to swing. I know that I didn't discover the hidden key to the floodgate. But now, as I sit here thinking of her, picturing the passion on her face as she jerks another man's cock, I am flooded with excitement about the next time. But this is a story about our first time.

      Most people are sexual caterpillars, humping through life, eating off the same leaf, and waiting to be taken as lunch by whatever bird it is that finds us delectable. Some of us evolve. I've had the pleasure of watching Mari become a truly stunning sexual creature - a truly amazing phoenix on fire. I recall the long and sometimes frustrating 'raccoon stage' from the first talk to the first play. I remember waiting like a child for Christmas - eager and smiling, hopeful and naive. And I remember watching Mari emerge.

      It was a Friday night - our second at a club. I am not sure how many expectations either of us had - we'd promised ourselves not to 'expect.' We arrived early - when the TVs had not yet flipped over to porn movies and still played the Discovery Channel. Pretzel baskets not yet out, Mari and I found a place at the liquor-less bar. Our first time at a club, we went with a couple that we were friends with. They'd monopolized us that night, and we wanted to branch out - to meet new friends - to try new things. Nothing against them, we thought the world of those two, but we were ready to fly solo. So we waited. Unsure of how to talk to anyone - unsure of what to do next. I think we clung to that bar for an hour, Mari in her brown mini and sheer black top, me in a stew of nervousness that I hadn't felt since junior high. Eyes were on Mari - I could feel that. Not at all unexpected with her long legs riding a lucky barstool, gorgeous and generous breasts threatening to pour from her low top, bright green eyes dancing between a perfect smile and brown/red hair that could melt any man. I remember watching people watching us, watching them stare shamelessly at her.

      The club filled quickly that night - couples made their way to familiar cliques as a flood of single men made helpless attempts to get in on the play. I didn't know what we were looking for, but I was hopeful that we'd find it - so I took Mari by the hand and decided to explore. The barstools were doing nothing but putting our backs to the crowd. I wasn't surprised when a clumsily discreet gaggle of singles followed my Mari like puppies as we slowly made our way from room to room. Eventually, we found ourselves on the 'party floor' with a half dozen single men who tried so very hard to look casual but were obviously hoping that their choice of clothes or hairstyle had been the perfect one - and that Mari would snatch them up before they knew what hit them. Feeling a bit ornery, I leaned back against the wall, my beer in one hand, and whispered to Mari, "I want you to go down on me." I think the request shocked her a bit.

      "Right. Right now? Right here?" I could tell that she was feeling like a bad girl - she had the look, the walk. I knew she wanted to play - and I could think of no better way than to tease a crowd of men.

      "Yes," I said, smiling. "Right here and right now." I reached down to unzip myself as she dropped to her knees in front of me. My cock had been hard all day, knowing that tonight we'd be here - chasing the 'unexpected' - and it was obvious that Mari shared my excitement as she took me all the way down with one eager move. Her tongue danced on my shaft as her head bobbed happily. Her expert hands worked on what little cock she couldn't take in, and twelve eyes on six single men ate every movement. I was - for a short time - king of the 'party floor' as the most incredible woman in the club sucked my cock in front of a half dozen. I realized that as incredible as this was - this spotlight on my wife's giftedness - it was just the first step, a cracking of the egg, so to speak - the cocoon was just starting to open. Mari gobbled me with abandon, surprisingly unashamed, wonderfully aware of nothing but her husband's eager erection and approaching release. I sipped my beer and grinned as hungry eyes locked on the back of Mari's head. I could have watched that scene all night long, but it was far too early to 'cash in my chips.' Besides - I got to take this beauty home - so I helped her to her feet as she wiped the corners of her mouth. I think I saw a blush then, but it could have been desire. Either way, it didn't slow her down. I was ready to head downstairs and leave this group to their own devices, but a conversation about something - I don't remember what - kept me in place.

      Mari was approached by a single guy, and I remember thinking that it would be good for her to flirt. So - I turned my attention to whatever meaningless banter I was sharing - and left Mari to her fun. I don't know how long I talked - but I remember turning to look at Mari and the one guy with balls enough to approach her. And was surprised to see them kissing deeply, his hand enjoying her perfect breast. I processed a momentary jealousy. Who wouldn't be jealous of a woman as beautiful as Marilyn? What man in his right mind would offer such a perfect woman to the wiles of desperate single men? The kind of man who is so secure in his soulmate's love that he knows that no one will ever touch her heart just by groping her boob. And with that, I was over it. And my wicked smile returned.

      "Do I need to go get supplies?" I asked as I walked up behind Mari.

      "Hmmm?" She asked, somewhat dreamily, obviously ready to try her first threesome.

      "Supplies. Condoms." I said, trying not to kill the moment.

      "They're downstairs." Mari looked at her new friend, David, who was obviously willing. She smiled and nodded.

      "Okay," I said. "But here are the rules while I'm gone." I have an alpha male personality when it comes to swinging - provider, protector, top dog. "Just talk. No hands - no kissing - while I'm gone." Then I looked at David. "Break a rule, I break an arm." I think he knew I meant it.

      His nervous, stuttering, "Sure," gave me the assurance I needed to head downstairs. I didn't remember the walk to the locker room being so long, but the anticipation seemed to stretch the halls and stairways. But soon, I was back with an overly optimistic fist full of condoms and a hard-on that made it hard to walk. David and Marilyn were talking innocently, leaning against the wall - but seeing me was all it took for talk to end. Mari took David's hand and led him to a private room; I pushed the door closed as we entered, waving at the five guys who looked disappointed that we weren't going to put on a show.

      David wasted little time pulling Mari's breasts free and sucking on her long nipples. His style was rough, but Mari seemed to love the feel of this stranger's tongue and gently nipping teeth. I knelt behind her, pushing her skirt around her hips, and flicked her ass with my tongue. I slipped two fingers in her dripping pussy and felt her body jerk at the anticipated intrusion. Her hips rocked against my fingers and tongue as David pulled off Mari's top and bra, spilling her breasts into his hands and waiting mouth. Mari rubbed David's cock through his slacks, eager to find out just what she'd gotten herself into. Our collective passions blurred the room as hands un-hooked, unzipped, un-buckled, and soon the only clothes left were Mari's black garter and stockings. David had taken to his knees, taking his rough style of play to Mari's tender box as Mari resumed the head we'd started in the common area - her passion making her suck even harder, with more abandon. I thrust into her mouth gently, knowing that in her current state, she couldn't focus enough to keep me from going too deep. I watched her perfect tits roll as her body rocked on David's aggressive tongue. I switched places with David, letting him enjoy Mari's mouth for the first time. Mari gave a perfect, eager head, and I knew David was in for a treat - but I wanted my time with my wife's perfect pussy. Her long lips and deep folds are the perfect play place for big boys, and my tongue traced her outer lips through the gentle maze that leads to her dripping entrance and tingling clit. I slipped my fingers inside of Mari, curling them gently to find that magical-mythical spot that always seems to make a good orgasm a screaming one, and my tongue flicked gently at her oh-so-ready clit. I looked up to see David fucking Mari's mouth - and Mari thrusting back hungrily. I heard her cock-filtered moans as I brought her to the brink of orgasm. I quickened my tongue and my inner stroking, and Mari's mouth popped off of David's shaft. Her fist pumped him purposefully, but her eyes and attention were now focused on my face, pressed against her pussy. Her hips bucked with the beginnings of her orgasm, and her moans turned to screams as she came against my tongue. Mari fucked my fingers powerfully, her pussy sucking and pulling them deeper inside, and she threw her head back into the pillow and let out a long "YES!" as a wave overcame her.

      David knelt beside her, a stunned look on his face. "That was hot." Mari laughed at his grasp of the obvious as she pulled her knees together and her legs up - but we weren't going to let her off that easily. "Be gentle," I said as David went back down, and I brought my throbbing cock to Mari's mouth. I've always loved the way that Mari says thanks for a job well done - and tonight was no exception. David's tongue brought Mari over the edge two more quick times as she sucked my cock. Her body shivered weakly as the first orgasm had taken so much out of her. She moaned around my width but never let me go until her desperation got the best of her.

      "Fuck me." She said, her voice breathy, "Fuck me, please." I took her first, as David's cock hung in Mari's face, rubbing against her cheek as she thrust her body back against me. I pushed her legs to her chest as I buried my cock deeply into her. Her heat was tremendous, her body on fire as it lived out a fantasy it was so reluctant to even admit. David watched as I took my wife hard, thrusting deeply and angling my body to hit her just right. Mari gritted her teeth as she let out a strained moan, her fourth orgasm coming as a surprise - short but powerful. I pulled out quickly, knowing that there was one other thing that Mari wanted to try before we'd be able to call this a night. I lay against the wall as Mari got to her knees. She sucked hard as David pushed into her for the first time. It was her first 'extra' cock, and she seemed to shake from head to toe. "Is he in?" I asked, wanting her to process the reality of this moment. "Mmmm-Hmmm," she groaned as he pounded her. David fucked my beautiful wife hard from behind, thrusting deeply and quickly, racing towards an orgasm that had such a gorgeous build-up. And he reached that place far too quickly.

      "Where do you want him to cum?" I asked, stroking Mari's hair. "I want to see it," she said, her tongue flicking the head of my cock. "I want him to cum all over me." David responded to her wishes, pulling out and removing his spent condom. Mari rolled over on her back, pushing her breasts together and urging him to cover them. He had no problem doing so. David's excitement was apparent as jet after jet of his hot load landed on Mari's perfect tits.

      "Oh, god, yes," she cooed as he came. David let out one last grunt as his body jerked, and one last long stream of cum dripped onto my wife. I kissed Mari - realizing that I had seen her emerge. My perfect butterfly, covered with another man's seed. David collapsed at the end of the bed as Mari and I wrapped our hearts tightly around each other. We basked in the afterglow of an incredible fantasy, unaware that, for us, the night was young. We dressed, David and Mari kissed one last time, and then we left the room for the next adventuresome group.

      We fully expected to leave soon thereafter. Instead, almost unbelievingly, the stars aligned, and we had another encounter.

      Mari went to the bar, still sexily disheveled, and started talking to a single woman that we had met earlier, helping her fend off a torrent of attention, gladly taking on some for herself. Knowing she was having fun, I left her alone while I went to the restroom.

      I normally don't strike up conversations at the urinal, but all rules have exceptions.

      "I'm not gay," I said to the guy spilling beer one stall over, "but that is a really nice shirt."

      I wouldn't have said it if I hadn't meant it. Dark blue flames on white silk. Sharp as a switchblade.

      "Thanks," He said. "My wife bought it. I don't remember where."

      "Well - it's a great-looking shirt."

      The conversation eroded as our bathroom purposes came to an end, and we awkwardly took turns with the soap dispenser. He left before my paws were dry, and as I wiped the last of the evidence on my jeans, I walked out to put what I thought would be the final hit on my wife.I was quite wrong.

      Mr Nice Shirt was in the hallway with a gorgeous blond - tall and thin, with stunning blue eyes and long legs on high heels.

      "Hey, hon." he said, "where did you get this shirt? This guy likes it."

      She told me - but hell if I remember. I was captivated by her. Where she bought the shirt went in one ear and out the other, but her, I was drinking in till I reached the bottom of the glass. It was a nice shirt - but she was significantly nicer. I watched her lips as she talked and wondered what they tasted like; I watched her chest when she paused - also wondering what it tasted like. Soon the shirt was forgotten.

      But - I found out later - they thought I was a single, which wasn't their thing - and they excused themselves. I made my dejected way back to Mari - still with her single friend - still at the center of a crowd. I walked to the center and kissed her hard, because I could, and whispered in her ear, "Are you ready to go?" She nodded and told me she needed to check her hair before she did. I wasn't the only one who watched her walk to the restroom - perfect hips massaging the inside of her brown suede skirt. I sat at the bar, watching what passed for porn on the satellite feed, and waited...And waited...And realized I wasn't enjoying the porn enough to not be worried about my wife...I wandered through the club, weaving my way between connections being made and broken - singles getting lucky or rejected - women being fondled or ignored... The witching hour had arrived, and folks were grouping off with the hopes that productive conversations weren't about to produce wilted results. And in the bathroom door, Mari had become the target of Mr Cool-Shirt and his incredible wife. They stood in a tight but respectful group, chittering like old friends... I watch Mari laugh at some witty thing and then look up to see me walking her way.

      "That's my husband," she said, maybe a bit too proudly, and the blond woman whom I'd already memorized turned and smiled - wickedly surprised if that is a workable combination. A three-way conversation in the door of the women's room became a spirited four-way as we realized that - not only was I, not a single guy, we all had much more than that in common; two pairs of soulmates on different planes of experience. Best friends who do everything together - who were about to drift upstairs...

      They had been to many clubs and had much background in the lifestyle, and as we made our way upstairs, they shared themselves in a way that makes the lifestyle so much more than sex. We drifted from room to room, listening to them talk about their "hobby" and how they survived within it. For a moment, the idea of "playing" with our new friends disappeared as these gorgeous people became so incredibly fascinating. It seemed like every line of conversation revealed more in common, more useful advice, more to like...And then she closed the door...

      "I like you guys," Kim - this gorgeous blond said, her voice going from friendly to lusty. "Let's play."

      Mari and I snapped back to reality quickly. We were in a swing club, and we were not going home anytime soon... I didn't need to look at Mari to know that she was okay with this. I'd watched her as she watched Joe's lips move when he talked. I had seen her smile when he touched her shoulder. And I had absolutely nothing to think about as Kim lay on the bed, smiling and lifting her legs to show a shaved and pantiless play area.

      "What do you say?" She asked, staring at me hypnotically.

      Nothing... There was nothing I could say. I was hers - but better yet, she was about to be mine. Joe sat on a chair in the corner of the room - thinking, I suppose, that he might watch for a while. But Mari was having none of that, straddling his lap and wrapping her tongue around his. Kim lay on her back, and I ran my hands down her legs, lifting her feet and helping her with the boots that she wasn't going to be needing for a while. Her long thin legs were, on their own, plenty to enjoy - but when the boots were shed, my hands wandered higher as I slid onto the bed with her, kissing her gently at first - enjoying her soft but expert tongue. Her hands made short work of my belt as mine found her small, tight breasts. She seemed eager to catch up with Mari, who had quickly moved to a kneel in front of Joe and was blowing him madly - her head bobbing furiously.

      I didn't object and let her push me over to my back. My eyes caught Joe's, and he smiled widely, dazed but certainly feeling every stroke of Mari's expert tongue. Mari worked his shaft with one tight fist and had pushed the blue flamed shirt up to his strong chest. She was moaning around him - and he encouraged her. The sounds were nearly as hot as the visual of my beautiful wife gobbling our new friend with such abandon. I could have lost myself watching the two of them, just experiencing the pleasure my wife was giving another man, but I was soon pulled expertly out of the moment as bright blue eyes looked up at me past short blond hair, and a wet tongue flicked between a wicked grin and eagerly tasted the tip of my cock...I looked down at Kim as she rolled her tongue around the head of my cock, seeming to savor the taste. Her eyes locked on mine, and her smile never failed......until she took me into her mouth, slowly swallowing half of me and then pulling me out just as deliberately. I groaned, body twitching and cock responding to her attentions.

      "You like that?" she asked, a trail of my excitement still leading to her lips.I just swallowed and grinned - and she correctly took that as a "yes". Her eyes finally left mine as she took me again, this time with abandon. Her tongue danced around my cock as her lips tightly massaged my shaft. Her hands jerked me and my hips rocked slightly, finding her manic rhythm. I closed my eyes and enjoyed her expertise, my fingers twisting in her short hair. I could feel her taking me deeper until it seemed the head of my cock was so deep in her that I could almost feel it with the hand that was on the back of her head. Her warmth was complimented by a perfect wetness. She stroked me with one hand as her other hand massaged my balls - coaxing my cum from them - eager for a taste of her good work. I heard a squeal and looked up just in time to see a naked Mari tossed onto the bed beside us. Joe was naked as well - his tall, thin frame sporting a desperate erection. He dropped to the bed between Mari's legs and began to kiss her breasts, one after another, commenting loudly on her large, long nipples. Kim was looking over, obviously admiring them herself. She looked up at me, her lips still around my excitement, her face flushed. I smiled at her and nodded - unable to ask her if she wanted what Mari was about to be getting... Somehow she read me and nodded back - letting me go with a gentle pop - and climbed up on the bed, shedding what little clothing she still had on. I pulled off my shirt and settled between her legs.

      The wives were now on the bed, lying side by side, with two enthusiastic husbands now heading south hungrily. Kim's pussy was perfectly shaved with small lips and a perfect clit. I licked gently at first, tasting her fully... This was the first pussy I'd tasted since my marriage, and I was going to enjoy it fully. I slipped my hands beneath her ass to lift her slightly, angling her just right... And sunk my tongue deeply into her, tasting her as she tightened around the intrusion. She whimpered slightly and bucked - and I lost myself... My fingers swam in and out of her as my tongue found every unique spot that seemed to make her jerk with electricity. Her eyes were clamped shut as I ate her, and her hands gripped my head harder and more desperately, soon governing my attentions to just her clit as she climbed higher... Closer to the edge of orgasm. I heard Mari scream as she came, thrashing her hips forcefully against Joe's face, forcing him to hang on... Kim heard her, too, and seemed to catch Mari's orgasm just as Mari was coming down... One loud "OHH!" was all she moaned as her body spasmed beneath my feasting tongue. She jerked hard, holding my face tightly to her and riding her orgasm out against my tongue. I held her thighs as she began to land. She slid her hands to my cheeks and pulled herself to me. "My god," was all she said before she kissed me and pulled me back to the bed.

      Joe was on top of Mari, thrusting his fingers into her roughly, and Kim held me as we watched Mari cum again. Mari's vocal aerobics shook the walls again as she came a second time, right on top of her first one. She seemed to cum for minutes before she finally stopped thrusting her hips against Joe's aggressive hand.

      "Wow," Kim said, looking at me. "Is she always this loud?"

      "I'd like to think so," I replied, smiling.

      "I have no doubt, then."

      Kim grinned as she kissed me, pushing me to my knees. She crawled in front of me and took me in her mouth again, egging me on to thrust. I did so - watching as Mari laid Joe on the bed and then knelt between his legs again. I grabbed Kim's perfect ass with both hands and pushed forward gently, barely containing my arousal as Mari began to stroke Joe's thick cock.I heard Kim sucking me wetly, accepting my thrusts as Joe moaned with approval as Mari gave him a masterful hand job, puckering her lips around the head of his cock as she stroked him. My head swam for ten minutes, watching my wife and feeling Joe's. I was near the edge when Joe screamed out his arrival. Kim flipped around quickly, eager to watch her husband's pleasure, and slid a hand down to cup his balls just as he erupted. His first shot a foot into the air. Mari moaned, "YESSS!" as he came - excited at the sight of his orgasm. His hips thrust slightly as the rest of his orgasm ran down his cock and over Mari's still-pumping fist.

      He lay there - satisfied - and Kim turned, grinning, back to me. The only difference is that this time - so did Mari. I had four lustful eyes looking at me hungrily, and I knew that one of my favorite fantasies was going to come true. I was pushed back into the pillow and watched as a blond and brunette devoured my cock - neither of them losing steam. One would suck my balls while the other pistoned on my hot shaft - then they'd switch - dancing their tongues up either side of me as they went... "This is a vision you'll never forget," Joe chattered - coming back to his senses. I quietly agreed with him, watching as they pleasured me - unable to drink it in enough. Just the sight was enough to make me cum... The sensation of two talented tongues, two eager mouths, brought me closer to the edge than I ever thought possible... Joe seemed to agree, now standing at the side of the bed stroking a resurrected erection. But - I was the first to see them kiss...And it was almost too much... Kim and Mari's tongues soon discovered each other and left my cock to pursue each other. I was remarkably okay with that. Kim and Mari's passionate lip lock was more than Joe could handle.

      "Oh my god," he said to Mari. "I had no idea you were into that."

      "I wasn't," Mari said truthfully - and then quickly returned to what she swears was one of the best kissers she'd ever known. I joined Joe in the perverse ritual, not caring if they ever touched me again - as long as they didn't stop touching each other. Their hands fondled each other, their tongues twisted together... And the room seemed to heat up by twenty degrees.

      I'd never thought I'd see my wife so wild for another woman, but there they were, wrapped together, making out like high school kids. The scene proved to be too much, and Joe yelled out Mari's name. Mari moved over beneath him, her tongue out and eager, just as Joe came again. If it is possible, his second orgasm seemed larger than his first, streaming into Mari's open mouth in jet after jet. And that was enough for me... I knelt over Kim and let go of her waiting tongue. She excitedly swallowed what she caught - what she didn't streamed down her cheeks as I jerked out the last of my orgasm and collapsed beside her...I remember Joe leaving and coming back with a glass of pop for all of us to share, but for the life of me, I don't remember much else. We all lay together for a while - talking again like old friends and laughing. The biggest difference this time was being able to watch breasts jiggle with every well-told joke or story.

      We exchanged e-mails, hugs, and kisses... But I wasn't offered the shirt...When we finally left - the club owner was cleaning up, barely beating the sun, which would be showing itself soon. One of the staff smiled at us and said somewhat meekly, "You guys sounded great." I suppose she's right - a perfect encounter inspires some wonderful loudness. The night was a surprise from the start - we'd done more than we'd ever expected and made friends on top of it. And it was one of those friendships that inspired me to surprise Mari with one last step in her now complete emergence.
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