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8 pointsYou can only have one first time. The first time with strangers is way different from the first time with friends in where if something goes wrong with strangers you file it away as just that, a mistake. There is more at stake when you play with friends and can be more complicated. When we had our first it was with friends, thankfully they are still our friends and still involved sexually. Years later I can remember just getting naked with friends was both fun and cautious for us. Later meetings with strangers undressing was less stressful. Looking back kissing a friend was stressful, something I now laugh at. As I post this it is possible you already decided what to do. My suggestion is asking all if there are restrictions, kissing for some are a no go, as is anal, and where you will cum during any act. Most important don’t take anything seriously, HAVE FUN.
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7 pointsTruth. My wife was a Catholic school girl. She still goes to mass occasionally but doesn't do confession as far as I know, but if she did she would likely make the priest's head explode. Her sisters were also Catholic School girls but apparently lack the wild gene that my wife has. Years ago we admitted to my inlaws that we go to nude beaches. They were shocked. My brother in law (also very conservative Catholic) asked, in shock, "Why would you want other men to see your wife naked?!" Lol. Oh he has no idea!
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7 pointsDid anyone see the ancient movie “Revenge of the Nerds?” One of the nerds was wearing a Darth Vader costume and helmet. The head cheerleader mistook him for her macho athletic boyfriend. The nerd performed cunnilingus on the cheerleader and it was a revelation for her. At the end, he pulled off his mask and she realized it wasn’t her boyfriend, it was a nerd. I recall that she said “ Are all of you nerds that good?”
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6 pointsThere are at least two times when it makes sense to disclose that part of you. In the very beginning in order to winnow out the faint of heart . When things get serious . This is too big of a part of you to consciously conceal for the next decades. Waiting until after he has made too much of a commitment could easily poison things even if earlier it might not have. I personally would feel at that point that the concealment had become deception. He deserves the choice. Hoping that it will remain forever buried , I do not feel is rational. He may or may not be at all interested in details. He may or may not want to play himself. He may or may not be able to have you play. He may or may not feel honored that you trust him enough to disclose. etc. You will at least have an insight into his qualities and if they truly match you. You may have to make some hard choices yourself. Best of luck.
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6 pointsI would also suggest, and this may sound odd, that you put less emphasis on sex. To many women, all men have penises, but it is the personality behind the penis that makes a difference.
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6 pointsIf I were to go to confession, I wouldn't be confessing my lifestyle activities because the sex that I engage in isn't a sin. Our activities are consensual and bring happiness to ourselves and others. We could argue about my use of birth control, but I'm not sure even The Church is defending that any longer.
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6 pointsIn the very beginning of Rocky and I playing I told my bestie what we did. I told her everything from us joining a meeting page for swingers to meeting a couple with a bi woman, it was the bi thing that attracted us to them. I never told my husband that I was going to tell our friend it just happened because I had to tell someone. It has been some time since that talk which didn’t lead to us playing with our friends immediately. Our friend came back to me asking to play but I decided it would be better if they wanted to do this they should be first with someone else. I was afraid of that our friendship could go away if things went sour. I hooked them up with our first. Happy I did.
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6 pointsThe less the commitment, the more we are willing to either pick up the tab or let the other couple pick up the tab. There are couples we date, go out to dinner, do reciprocal visits to each others' homes. We alternate who pays for the nights out, when we are guests at the other couples' homes we bring nice hostess gifts but let them run things, including costs. When they come to our home, the evening/weekend is "our treat". This is a decidedly different situation. We are travelling with another LS couple to London in May for a week, and in this case we are all making our own arrangements. When one of us is picking up (for example) theater tickets for the four of us, we immediately "Zelle" our half to whoever purchased. Big trips are "big deals", and there should never be a quid pro quo . This raises the question of "where's the dividing line" on when to have a "costs split up front" rule? If we couldn't get into a car and be home within an hour or two, if we thought we...or the other couple...would somehow feel obligated/trapped/coerced, then we would insist on a costs split rule. Put differently, paying for a couple of drinks or a couple of dinners is just hospitality; paying for a holiday is something else again, and we would insist on the cost split.
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5 pointsI've always though the opposite -- kind of. I've done and watched quite a few gangbangs and have noticed that it can be kind of awkward for the men. You usually have two or three guys who are occupied with the girl at one time and the rest are just hanging around, trying to stay hard and hoping their turn comes soon. You can tell they want to tap in but some aren't sure about the etiquette and it can get a little weird. There are some groups of guys out there who do gangbangs pretty routinely, so they all know each other and kind of have the script down. I have found that I enjoy those gangbang groups because everything goes pretty smoothly and you don't have the awkwardness that you would have with a group of random guys who don't know each other. I've never seen a girl get gangbanged who didn't really want to be gangbanged. That includes myself.
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5 pointsTis the time of the year when friends who moved come back to town to visit family for the holidays. I have a lifelong friend who moved a few years ago that I still talk to all the time. We both married the same year and we had children around the same time. The kids are close and looked forward to seeing each other. Our parents are also friends, and are almost like family. When Tim and I found our new hobby we talked about the ifs, if there were a friend who would it be. Talk we knew would never happen, you can guess where this is going. I’m mad because Timmy told our friend, the husband that we did what we did. I don’t know how that conversation started or what was said, Timmy told me he told him which got me real mad. I was so mad I didn’t want to see them at church on Christmas Eve. It was our plan to go to the early family candle service with them and possibly meet them after family dinner. I was going to back out, I couldn’t. At church was my family and their family so we all went the huggy kissy way. Peter told me. My heart sank, I turned white, I ignored. I didn’t know how to respond. Tell Me. I just said not now. I was mad at Timmy, I was mad at Peter and I must have looked sick because people asked if I was sick. I had to shut down the question in Church on Christmas Eve, not the place, not the time and I had no way I could talk about what we did. We were there for blessing not blasphemy. Joy not guilt. Was she damning me or were they doing what we did? Why was she so interested? All thoughts were whirling if I could tell her. Later she said I have to tell her everything, my answer was Have You. NO! But! She later told me they talked about for years and couldn’t do it, it made for their hot talk alone. I still haven’t told her what we did, Timmy said he told her husband but doesn’t remember how detailed he gave. I know it would be the best time if we did swing with them. I searched on the board others that played with friends with mixed reviews and warnings. I’m afraid it would change things especially being a first for them and not knowing how they would handle it.
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5 pointsA guy once told me during sex that he was into discipline. So I made him stand in the corner for the rest of the night.
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5 pointsI don’t like to complain about any of the men we met and played with so I will try to explain my preference. Every man takes a different amount of time to cum as do us women. Heck even I sometimes need more time while other times I can orgasm fast. If we are having sex and I let you in me I want to please you as much as I want to be pleased. Why why why would you stop to cum on my body before I would be ready. I’m learning not every man can hold back, please don’t pull out unless you are sure I was pleased. The worst thing is just stopping when I am seconds away myself. Men should think of their partner, we don’t get thrills of cum on our bellies or backs. Your orgasm in me can trigger my own orgasm while you pulling out just stops everything for me.
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5 pointsThis story happened back in the 80’s. First, a little about us. We both grew up in a small town with pretty sheltered lives. Very reserved. We went to a foreign destination on our honeymoon where they had topless beaches and my wife was too bashful to take her top off if anyone else was around. I had seen a porn and read Penthouse Letters but she had not. Like I said. Sheltered. Innocent. While dating it took awhile to get a blow job but once she started, she was all in. She loved to swallow and I was a happy man. We had both graduated from college and decided it was time to start having kids. I worked outside and was in the best shape of my life. My wife was 5’9”, 130 pounds, C+ breasts, long blonde hair, tan, and also in great shape. She looked fantastic! Not because she’s my wife fantastic. Men watch her walk by Fantastic! Since we were going to try to get pregnant, we decided to do it somewhere special. So we decided a trip to multiple national parks out west was a great idea. We traveled around from park to park having sex as much as possible. Inside, outside, anywhere we wouldn’t get caught. It was glorious. We were on our last day in a small town at the airport ready to fly home when they told us there was a mechanical issue and flight would be delayed a couple of hours. So we went to the restaurant for lunch and to wait it out. Small airport, small restaurant, so we shared a table with two nice guys while we waited. One was going to Vegas to gamble, the other was flying out to work. At the appointed time, we walked back to the gate to find out our flight had been cancelled and the airline would put us up for the night. The other two guys were given the first flight out in the morning and we were rerouted to the second flight. Then they set us up for a hotel room. Which turned out to be the last room in town. We heard them discussing this with the two guys and offered them the other bed if our room had two. Staff called and verified two beds. We checked in and went to the room and Jeff said he wanted a shower before dinner. As he’s pulling his stuff out of his carry-on a Penthouse Letters pops out. He says, "whoops," and starts to put it back in and my wife says “what’s that?” I told her it was an interesting magazine and she should look through it. Jeff heads to shower and my wife starts thumbing through the magazine. Her eyes get big and she looks at me and says, “Wow. I've never seen anything like this!" and starts reading. Jeff comes out, Steve goes in for his shower and my wife is devouring this magazine. Steve comes out dressed and they head to restaurant while we quickly change. My wife asks, “Do you think those stories are true?” I tell he,r “At least some probably are,” and we head down for dinner. I notice her pupils are big and she’s touchy-feely. She’s horny. I think, “Great, wife is horny and these guys are in the room with us. Sharing the room was a bad plan.” We join the guys and my wife sits up against me rubbing my leg under the table, so obviously I reciprocate. Yep. She’s hot. Dinner is interesting. We talk about all sorts of things including gambling. We don’t gamble. Barely ever even played cards. Steve offers to teach us poker if we have time. The conversation moves on. Later, back in the room, my wife is back at the magazine and Steve asks about poker so we decide to play. She’s still horny so you can see where this is going. After a while the subject of betting comes up. No chips. But I know she’s horny so I laughingly say we could play strip poker. She looks at me, pupils still big, and I wonder if there’s a strip poker story she just read about? I can see it in her, she wants this, but she’s torn about this. My naive, sheltered, shy, wife is actually considering this. She must REALLY be hot. Finally Steve says, “We can just play to our underwear if you like.” The game is on. Cards are dealt, clothes come off. I’m sure Steve is occasionally losing on purpose to keep it even. Finally my wife is down to bra and panties and I’m wondering if it’s over. Steve doesn’t stop, he just keeps dealing. We are all mostly to underwear and my wife loses. It’s either lose the bra or quit the game. She struggles with the decision and instead, takes off her bottoms since it’s below the table so no one can see. That was smart. Cards are dealt. This time I lose. I tell her to pull my underwear off. She’s so hot she’s shaking. She turns and pulls my underwear off. My dick springs up, she gives a nervous laugh and kisses it. Cards are dealt, the game continues. This time Jeff losses. Probably on purpose. He asks, “Are you pulling mine down too?” I say, “Yes, if she wants this she needs to do it.” Time stops. She looks at me. She bites her lip. With trembling hands she pulls his underwear down. His cock springs up and he asks, “Do I get a kiss too?” She looks at me, I nod, and unbelievably, she kisses his cock. Jeff sits, cards are dealt, and my wife loses again. We all watch as the girls are unleashed. She is hotter than she’s ever been. She is ready to be naked in front of us. Cards are dealt. Steve asks, “What does the winner get? I feel like I actually lost.” I said, "Well, she’s trying to get pregnant so you can’t go there. How about a one minute blow job for winning hands. If my wife wins, losing hand sucks her nipples or I lick her pussy for one minute.” We look at my wife, she trembles out an “ok.” Steve says we should be even then and comes around the table. My wife turns so we can see her whole body and pulls his underwear down. Still shaking, she asks, “Should he get the first one minute since he won?” I said yes and she kissed the head and her lips slowly slid down his shaft. She bobbed and slurped. He moaned and 40 seconds in he said, “You gotta stop or I’m going to come.” So she pulled off and said, “I still owe you 20 seconds.” Another hand was dealt. This time my wife won but Steve and Jeff tied for losing hand. I said, "It only seems fair that they should both suck your nipples.” My wife has very sensitive nipples. I thought she might come from this since she’s so excited. I said, "Lay down on the bed so one can get on each side." She watched as each guy moved in. She put her hands on the back of their heads and guided them in. When their tongues touched her nipples she arched her back and groaned. They licked and sucked and she squirmed and moaned. She would shake and moan and they’d suck some more. We were well past a minute so I decided the game was over and dove tongue first into her pussy. She arched again and moaned and shook continuously. She was gushing fluid. I’m sure she had never been so wet. I licked her lips. I worked on her clit. Back and forth. Long slow strokes with my tongue. Three guys worked on her until she had the biggest orgasm of her life. She locked down on my head and held us all in place until she got too sensitive and begged us to stop and collapsed. We gave her a break. Each lightly petting her body and occasionally licking a nipple or clit just to make her twitch and moan. And keep her hot. After she caught her breath she realized she was still in bed with three naked men that needed attention. You can’t lay in bed with a woman like that and not be hard. She reached down and grabbed their dicks and said, "After that, I owe you guys a blow job." So she had them lay on their backs and she got on her knees between them and sucked each one while stroking the other. Switching back and forth while each one moaned. I couldn’t believe my eyes. If I ever doubted before, my wife is the hottest woman on the planet. She’s on her knees, head bobbing, back and forth. Moaning all around. I laid under her and started licking her pussy again. She squealed, they moaned louder. I could feel her speeding up, getting ready to come so I got behind her and slid my dick into the tightest, hottest pussy in the planet. Her fluid was running down our legs. She moaned, the guys moaned. I pulled her hips and drove faster and faster. Finally, Jeff warned her he was going to come. Instead of pulling off she sucked him deep and swallowed every drop. Then I was ready and blasted a load of cum in her pussy while she switched to Steve. I held tight against her giving her every last drop while she finished Steve off and sucked him dry. We all collapsed on the bed and she turned on her back and pulled her knees up to keep my cum deep inside. She giggled and said if she doesn’t pregnant from all those orgasms it will never happen. As we laid there and talked and laughed about the night, we all agreed it was the best, most exciting night ever. The guys got up and went to their bed. My wife turned to me and said, "You are the only one I have not sucked tonight." So she lovingly cleaned me up and sucked out any last drops. The guys were watching and said, "You have got to be the luckiest man that ever lived!” I agreed and kissed her with my heart and soul. Yes, I could taste their cum in her mouth, but that was the most passionate kiss she has ever given me. I wasn’t going to pass that up. Alarms were set, the lights went out. I cuddle with the love of my life and we went to sleep. About 30 minutes before their alarm went off, my wife got up to go to the bathroom. As she came back towards the bed I pointed out there was a tent in the covers of the other bed. I whispered, “I bet Jeff would like you to wake him up taking care of that.” She smiled and slid her head under the covers and when he moaned I knew she had awakened him properly. I could see her head moving under the covers and saw Steve raise up and ask if her could have some of that too? So they threw back the covers while she reached for his hard cock and there were more moans. I turned on the light to see her wet pussy pointing straight at me just a foot away. So started lightly stroking her lips as she bobbed and moaned. She does love to swallow cum. I wondered if she could taste it yet. I knew it wouldn’t be long. I continued to rub. Jeff started to cum. She moaned and swallowed while he writhed. Holding on tight so not to miss a drop. Finally he relaxed and fell from her mouth and she said, “Yum. Thank you." Then she switched to Steve. She slowly took him deep because she knew he wouldn’t last long with all the stroking she had already done. He was moaning again and beginning to twitch. I could see the pleasure in his face. I knew it would be soon so I slid over and started licking her pussy. Long, wet strokes with my tongue. Sticking it in deep when I got to the top. Her knees started to shake. She moaned. He moaned. And then he started coming. She went deep then pulled up to the head and sucked his cum into her mouth and held it there while she licked the head and he thrashed. Finally, he fell back on the bed unable to move. While I kept licking. And she kept moaning. Suddenly Jeff looked at the clock and said, “we are going to miss our flight!” Steve jumped up and threw his clothes on and just as they got to the door, Jeff turned and thanked my wife and said, “you truly are the luckiest man alive!” As he went out the door I said, “I know!” She turned and crawled on top of me and gave me the second most passionate kiss of my life. Yes I could taste their cum, but the kiss was worth it. She reached down and held my cock as she slowly slid down on it. Still kissing me all the way down. Moaning all the way. She rode me while kissing me until we both came. After what we’d done, it didn’t take long. We kissed and held each other until I slowly slid out. Then she slid down and cleaned me up. She came back up and we kissed and held each other until we missed our flight. She thanked me for last night. I thanked her for making me the luckiest man alive. One month later we found out, yes, she was pregnant.
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5 pointsAnd a talent to type with one hand
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5 pointsThanks for the advice. Timmy and I are great because we do talk about everything including our fantasy meets. I love him ❤️ We had a talk weeks ago about who and if we would swing with if we could pick a friend. We laughed that who would be hot in bed. We agreed that these friends who now live far away now would never do it. I never thought he would tell them when I said I dared him to do it. I’m not mad at him, he did something I never thought we could do. I don’t think any of us are capable of a serious conversation we laugh too much. What blew them away was that she knew I was a virgin bride. In view of Christmas she said she thought my two kids were from immaculate conception. You never really know what happens when people grow up or what friends you think you know do behind their doors. The said that they almost went to a club in Vegas, almost. We had a little serious talk about fucking friends and what if it goes bad, I could only add our few meetings with strangers proved we could do it which doesn’t mean they could. We knew if things went bad with strangers only we would know and it wouldn’t affect a friend.
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5 pointsYou and your spouse really need to sit down and talk this out. Let him know where you felt tremendously let down, and get on the same page on all of this. The two of you need to get right with each other before doing anything else...even if you never did anything else. IF you are going to swing with them, you'll need to have a serious talk with them beforehand. As two couples, you are all intertwined within the familial and friends relationships that span both families. It would be irresponsible to allow sexual fun to get in the way of that for everyone else. You'll have to assure each other that it won't blow up, and if it doesn't work out, you will do everything in your collective power to bring things back to where they were before you started this adventure. Any spontaneous happenings that begin the two couples swinging will likely invalidate this. Be responsible. Talk first. The consequences are big if you don't get it right.
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5 pointsFor us, this would never be a question: our first and highest priority is the well-being of each other. If one of us is ill, we focus attention on getting that person through the illness. Play with others while one of us is unwell isn't just "off the table". it's inconceivable. This is independent of what the other couple might think or respond.
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5 pointsYears ago in college I spent a night with a new girl I just met. She was really hot if I remember doing everything I dreamed up and every position she thought up. With her on top I was watching her face and then she started calling Jesus, then Oh Jesus, the screaming Fucking Jesus as we both came. Afterwards we were cuddling in afterglow I laughed and asked her, Aren’t you Jewish? I’ve told this story many times in my life each time I picture her face as she was screaming.
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4 pointsGood advice to consider, but from my wife and my perspective one thing stands out Let it flow, both ways. Not that you got to gush everything, but see where it goes. Your parents, your ex-spouse, your childhood, what you wanted, what you achieved. Eventually, when we got to sex, it flowed oh so naturally even though we were totally different - me having been monogamously married for 20 years; her barely older than that, bisexual, many times more partners than me. It was, however, so interesting, loving, intimate, binding. So talk, let it unravel slowly, see how it goes, make you decisions.
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4 pointsLioness, Durable relationships are built upon shared values. All parties will grow and evolve during a relationship. Behaviors will also change. The values should not. Your/his shared values will shape your behaviors and your growth. Disclosing your past is a behavior. Is that behavior consonant or dissonant with your shared values? Our (Mrs FL and my) shared values are public, frequently communicated, and even listed on our profiles. They are, of course, ours and not (necessarily) yours. For convenience, I list them here: Honesty - Always, even if it seems potentially painful Authentic Affection - Really meaning it when we say/show "I love you". Trust - In each other's actions to do what is "right for us" Communication - Wide open, bidirectional Honor - Honoring each other as individuals with lives that enhance our relationship, not simply "part of our relationship" (Yes, there's an easy-to-remember acronym there: HATCH) If one of us was at a point that we were even thinking of disclosing something undisclosed from our past, we would go back to these five values and ask ourselves whether disclosure--or non-disclosure-- was most consonant with those values. We also happen to have a method for speaking about difficult topics in our relationship. We call it "Safe Haven". Either of us can call for a "Safe Haven" conversation. Here is how it works. 1. The calling party states the need. The other party guarantees undivided attention. 2. The calling party states the situation/concern. The other party is allowed to ask for clarification. 3. Conversation on the topic is suspended for 24 hours to let both parties time to reflect/process/formulate a response. 4. After the 24 hour period of reflection, the other party speaks about what they heard, how they feel, and proposes a go-forward path. We have found this to be a useful tool in our toolset. It is designed to suppress instinctive reaction and unnecessary hurtful remarks. It gives both parties time to reflect not just on the situation, but the likely feelings and visceral responses of the other person. We don't use it often. But, on occasion, it's a very useful way to introduce a sensitive topic. Good luck.
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4 pointsHubby and I will be flying to Florida on the 1st of February, 2025. We are going on The Big Nude Boat that goes out of The Port of Miami on Monday, February the 3rd.. On Sunday, the 2nd of February we are going to be at Haulover Nudist Beach having a pre cruise party. If anyone is in the area come and join us. It is always nice to have friends to hang out with. When we get back from the cruise on February 14th to are going to be staying near Haulover Nudist Beach until February 25th. Again if you live nearby or are going to be in the area come hang out with us. I love making new friends. On the 25th of February we are riding the train up to visit Cypress Cove Nudist Resort. We are stying there until March the 4th and we are riding the Flix bus to Tampa. We will be staying in a condo at Paradise Lakes but going over to Lake Como every day for their Sand Volleyball Super Bowl South. I am so excited about getting to attend the volleyball tournament. Lake Como didn't have any rooms to rent and I am not wanting to tent camp. Hubby and I stayed at Paradise Lakes last year before the 2024 Big Nude Cruise. We are going to be in Tampa from March 4th to March 18th, 2025. I think it would be neat to check out Caliente while we are in the area. I haven't been to Caliente since like 2004 when it was a brand new club.
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4 pointsWe are all familiar with the dogma “Swinging will not repair a failing relationship, it will only accelerate the failure.” This piece in the NYT “Modern Love” section is an interesting inversion on marriage saving an open relationship. https://www.nytimes.com/2025/01/17/style/modern-love-marriage-starts-to-unravel-on-honeymoon.html?unlocked_article_code=1.p04.w8As.MeS0bbK8Fgc0&smid=nytcore-ios-share&referringSource=articleShare We know several couples who met in/through swinging after divorce or being widowed who now have strong and fulfilling marriages.
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4 pointsWe (Mr&Mrs) agree Mrs. Shy is a curvy girl with large softer breasts to match. We were at a party years ago and one of the girls had smaller breasts and when her and Mrs. Shy started touching and fooling around a little, the other lady said “I love meeting curvy girls at parties and playing with big boobs.”
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4 pointsAre you suggesting that this story was made up?
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4 pointsA reflection from the medical world: one can only consent if one is informed of--and understands!-- what one is consenting to. It's more than the physical intimacy and risk of pregnancy. STIs have to be part of the risk management. Emotional aspects of sex, and the convolution of sex with love, also involve risk. At least the pregnancy risk, and maybe some of the others, are asymmetric in the sense that boys can't get pregnant and boys are possibly less likely to confuse sex with love. All of this is simply to suggest that "sex ed" ought to include, review, and verify understanding of the dimensions of consent.
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4 pointsI didn't "change" to bi, but swinging allowed me more opportunity to explore sex with men. Although as mentioned in another post, I don't consider myself truly bi, which would be a 3 on the Kinsey Scale, where you have sexual and romantic relationships with both sexes. I am a solid 2 on the Kinsey ScaIe: I enjoy sex with men, but I don't find men particularly attractive and would never date a man. I am romantically and more sexually attracted to women. You could say that my "strike zone" with men is much smaller than with women. There is a far broader variety of women I would have sex with than men. My wife thinks seeing me with a man is hot. I actually didn't start actively exploring my bi-side until the past few years. I had a few bi experiences in the Lifestyle with my ex-wife 20 years ago, and she thought it was hot watching me give a blowjob or giving a guy blowjob with me. My wife now (we've been together 12 years) encouraged me to explore it more. She's pansexual and has had long term relationships with women, also, so she's not weirded out by same-sex play. She's taken lots of pics of me with our male play friend and even had me record solo play with him when she wasn't able to join in so she could watch it later.
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4 pointsYes after Tomy cumming in another women , Tomy usually can't get another erection, its all about cleaning up but on the other hand Matt has no other gf or playmate and couldnt get a chance after another women but after he cums in me if I clean him he usually gets hard and can cum again.
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4 pointsIf you haven’t gone further I have a few things to recommend. If you did let me know 😁 Alan and I have been the first for many couples with each being different. Some couples are very ready, some are hesitant, some are clueless. Even planning details you can never be ready enough for twists and turns. Ask questions as to what they expect but spontaneity is also the fun part. Kissing as unsexual some believe it is, it is to others. Undressing ? Who goes first? Will they want to watch their spouse? Condoms? How far should oral go? Are they bi? Oh Have Fun. 🤩
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4 pointsYes, gf wants to see me with her friends bf. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't turned on by the ladies watching me give him a blowjob
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4 points"Can you keep a secret ?" "Yes." "So can I". Ultimately you'll be fine. There's an adage,"If there's ten things coming up the road at you, none of them will hit the ditch". One time we were confronted by someone who had heard something. All I said was,"They really must have mis-heard something when they were eavesdropping". Ot, the reliable, "I think they mis heard something and took it out of context. Ytuly sorry how they misunderstood. Kinda funny, though". And move on. The person did press on what the misunderstanding could be. Ir plied,"I have no idea. That's why it's called a misunderstanding. " And again, just move on. As the Queen would say,"Never complain. Never explain".
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4 pointsIt sometimes happens when we play together, My husband(Tomy) has eaten me after but my boyfriend (Matt)doesn't like going down on me after he or my husband cums in. Yes I have sucked the cock after they have came. (kiss haven't swallowed) Not before I haven't swallowed the cum, Kiss is an emotion and it happens usually after sex , there may or may not be a few drops here and there on the lips or face which my men have tasted,which they don't mind.
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4 pointsLet me be honest, as I read that it struck me as very positive. My reaction surprised me because someone telling me there ethnicity is "so what." I grew up Catholic with strict parents, and my characterization is that Catholic girls who break free enjoy sex more. I've heard men say, "crazy in the head, crazy in bed," to explain why they are dating the weird girl. I myself like women who are non-conformist, sexually and otherwise.
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4 pointsNever thought religion would be a thing with anyone we meet. Timmy said that a Jewish women we played with was a great fuck. I didn’t know she was Jewish, he said she was wild and very tight and just a good time. I had no idea then I said her husband was a great eater, he never stopped when I squirted on his face.
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4 pointsWith that much money, there's an inferred quid pro quo. Regular play partners or not, money, on that level, creates a relationship imbalance. Then, because they've paid for everything, they have the rights to the plane tickets, hotel , etc. It's simply not worth it should something go badly. In fact, I'd feel that there's a bit of a 'setup' going on, one they have likely done before. Again, they own the plane tickets, the hotel room, and you're in a foreign environment. That's not a favorable trifecta. You don't have an easy escape route, should you need one. My question to you is, why accept this ? If you don't have the means, then don't create the risk. If you do have the means and you're just cheap, well, that's on you. Picking up the dinner check, or even a hotel room is one thing. This is too much. Anytime I hear the phrase,"no strings attached" I think someone has made it into a 'web'. There's an axiom that when you travel with someone you see them as they really are. I was traveling in Europe with a friend. I reimbursed him for the plane tickets, yet despite being in my name, were on his account. The hotels were his reservations, as were the Eurostar tickets. Well , early on, for reasons I never learned, he got real prissy. Even his European friends didn't understand his behavior. I even asked him what was 'wrong'. At one point, the imbalance revealed itself in him trying to take control. He said,"I have hotel reservations and Eurostar tickets, you don't". Now, fortunately, I'm strong financially and while it was going to be about three thousand total to get me out off this, it was not a burden. When he went to the bathroom, I grabbed my luggage and left. I could readily replace my toiletries. On the elevator, I blocked him on my phone. Walked down the street checked into an even better hotel, got some help from the concierge and aligned myself to continue the trip without him. I actually had a pretty darn good time. In short, it's not a problem, if you can buy your way out of it. Also, since we weren't in the same circles, I never had to interact with him again and I haven't. So it goes.
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3 pointsI am looking for serious advice on how to go forward. After a very tumultuous time in my life I am trying to move on. I have a professional I speak to that knows everything about my life, my choices, and my problems. She is terrific in listening and understanding though I’m not sure without the experiences she can deeply understand my questions. I have an extremely close friend who knows as much as anyone what my life has been the last number of years. To put context to my question, I found out that a number of my college friends had swinger parties after I graduated. After having an unplanned threesome I told my then fiancé and introduced him to those friends. He enjoyed our times which didn’t stop us from marrying. My problem is when we decided to start a family I figured our friend was the father. Long story, we terminated, which led to divorce. Things got worse with meeting someone older who was at first my savior, which turned into abuser and worse, a pimp. Now to good news, I am now dating a divorced man, smiling again and getting back to being me. I know we are not the first divorced couple dating so what do I tell him? I miss meeting my swinger friends and once again feel guilty. I know relationships are built on honesty and truth, I just don’t know how to go forward. I think most men would jump at what I could suggest.
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3 pointsOne couple my wife and I enjoy swinging with was a Christian couple we met several years back, and still swinging with to this day. They were in their late 30s, and were consistent churchgoers. Long story short, we actually met them a swingers club. Whenever they invite us over for sex, they would usually ask us to come over for "bible study", of course my wife and I knew what that meant. Now they have kids, just like us, so they obviously had to drop them off at one of their relatives or friends place, before we do the "bible study". Yes, we did read and study some parts of the bible at their place, but it wasn't very long. What we liked about it was that we were always nude when studying with them. After studying, we finally get to having sex with them. Personally, I found it sexy when the Christian wife was praying quietly in my ear while I was penetrating her. If it was a Saturday, we spend the night with them, and they invite us to go to church with them the next morning.
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3 pointsI user to think that, but in our 27 years of LS experience we have seen a few women who love it. One night at one of our fave clubs (that allows single males) we saw a woman take on what appeared to be a dozen guys. It was quite a spectacle. Later that evening we bumped into her and I asked how many men she had. Her only answer was "Not enough. Never enough".
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3 pointsThe question in my mind is how do you perceive your life going forward and what kind of relationship do you want? Myself, if put in your position and having the lifestyle experience that we both have, I couldn't see becoming romantically involved and possibly marrying someone without being in the lifestyle in some way. Not only for what it gives me, but also for what it gives him. The lifestyle is so much a part of me, I couldn't be in a serious relationship without telling him (or her) and wanting him or her to continue with me. All the best.
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3 pointsUmmm…no thanks…we’ll show ourselves out.
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3 pointsTwo posts I read gave me courage to ask this. After deciding you are going to have sex the next step is getting naked, where do you look? My husband says the first thing he notices are boobs or as he says tits then the puss. No matter how I try not to stare my first thing I see is a cock. We all look different once undressed, bellies, butts, body hair, I look at all of that but the very first thing is the thing hanging or sticking out and the package under it. Size is hard to determine if it’s hanging, they all look different to me. It’s also the first thing I touch, I never know what I’m expected to do or do I wait for him to do something first.
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3 pointsPulling into the country pub, I felt a sense of adrenaline rush all over my body at an alarming rate. While we were parking our car, my vagina quivered and tingled with anticipation. There is something so exhilarating about meeting a new couple for the first time. The contemplation of what lies ahead, the excitement that nobody around you knows what you will be taking part in a few hours, it made my body shudder. Within seconds of sitting at our table, a couple entered the pub. I glance over at them, thinking to myself. ‘Was it them?" I could feel my heart skip a beat. Yes! My face lit up, thinking I had received the answer to my question. I raised off my seat to wave and suddenly felt a tug on my skirt, “No, sweetheart. It’s not them.” I felt a whisper in my ear. Oh shit! I had just waved at strangers! I sank into my chair shyly, feeling embarrassed of my actions. Thankfully, the strangers had not seen me. I sighed to myself in relief, but it didn't last too long as I looked the other way to find a waitress staring at me. My cheeks radiated like beacons in embarrassment. Trying to contain my excitement was clearly difficult for me! A tap on the side of my leg cut my thoughts before I heard the words, “Darling, they are here now.” Oh, those sweet, subtle tones that Paul so often whispers in my ear, which seem to make my knickers drop and my vagina go moist instantly. My gaze set on the couple approaching us, Max and Michelle. As Max kissed my cheek, I inhaled the aroma of his aftershave; God, he smelt good! I thought to myself. My body had a response of its own as my vagina twitched as if it was trying to inhale him. Once he pulled away, Michelle leaned forward to kiss me on the cheek as well. "Oh, what soft lips she has." The warmth of their smiles made any nerves I may have had melt instantly. Paul saw my interaction with amusement dancing in his eyes. He always finds it amusing how I’m often attracted to people who are aesthetically very different from him. To start with, Max has a full head of hair; he is much broader than Paul. I would describe Max as having a rugby physique, while Paul has a runner physique. Michelle has the softest face I’ve ever seen, with glorious long blonde hair cascading down to her beautiful breasts. The conversation and vibe were free-flowing, with an invisible sparkle that made my heart sing and my vagina wet! I moved my hand onto Paul’s leg. I became aware from what I could feel beneath my hand that Paul was up for a playtime! I smiled slightly and invited them back to our hotel. The night was only starting, and dessert was about to be served. As we closed the hotel bedroom door, I could feel the change in the atmosphere instantly. In the room, the energy levels surrounding us rose as we shared our likes. I found out about myself a long time ago that listening to people’s desires always turns me on. I seductively removed my tights and sat back on the bed, leaning on my elbows with my legs slightly ajar, allowing a view of my inner thighs and green lace panties. I leaned forward to kiss Paul, the familiar kiss of my loving husband, who I adore. On cue, Michelle leaned forward and started kissing Paul's neck as Max slid his hand between my legs. Clothes were being tugged and removed at rapid speed. Michelle released her glorious pert breasts; oh my gosh, they are stunning. I sighed in satisfaction. When Michelle saw me looking in sheer admiration and delight at her figure, she put her hand out towards my face and delicately pulled me in for a kiss. I could feel my vagina getting moister at her actions. We pulled away to see both Max and Paul transfixed. “Isn’t that the most beautiful sight?” Max claimed, causing Paul to let out an agreeing hum. Once Michelle and I started kissing again, the men joined in and explored every inch of our bodies. My nipples go firmer with every stroke of their touch. Max’s fingers were placed on either side of my firm nipple. Applying just the right amount of pressure. I explored Max’s balls with their slight dusting of hair. I could see Michelle lying with her legs wide open, her vagina perfectly bare for its true beauty to be seen. I watched as Paul started to explore Michelle’s vagina with his tongue, and I graciously opened my legs to allow Max to reciprocate. His tongue moved around my clitoris, stimulating and exploring every intricate groove. My body started to sing with delight, but it was not time to let my love juices flow. I sat up, gazed down at his erect penis; it was my time to play. I smirked at him; my eyes filled with amusement. I took him in my mouth; there’s something truly amazing about blow jobs, which turns me on so much. I exposed his helmet by softly pulling his foreskin back with my mouth. I started slowly, then picked up the speed. Paul started to pleasure me with his fingers, and he did that so well. We moved into a circular oral sex train. Each of us made sweet groans and moans of enjoyment, lapping up each others delicious tastes. It was a pleasure train like no other. But now it was time for the boys to saddle up and get ready for the next journey. Michelle and I were on all fours, staring into each others eyes as we felt each others partners enter us for the first time. We caught our partner's eyes and watched them gyrate into a new vagina full of enjoyment. My vagina adapted, learning Max’s thrust, girth and length; she was clenching with excitement around him. The next hour was a mixture of bodies making love to each other, juices flowing, making the most fantastic cocktail one could ever experience. There was one moment when I was laid down on the bed, Paul between my legs, thrusting his cock deep inside me whilst Max and Michelle took a breast each and nibbled my nipples. The sensation in my body intensified. My hands were pinned down; this was an orgasm like no other. My whole body shuddered at the sensation of their touches. My whole body was consumed with pleasure. The next thing I know, Michelle is on all fours with Paul taking her at great speed from behind, thrusting deep inside her, her calling out in delight and excitement for it to be harder and faster. My eyes roamed towards Max, becoming aware that he was enjoying the show. So, I moved behind Paul, letting my hands explore his body, tweaking his nipples till he filled that condom with his sweet fluid. We carried on until our energy ran out and our bodies were drained of cum. Exhausted but satisfied, we sat naked on the bed, reliving the unforgettable moments we had just created with each other. I thought to myself, "It was a memory that will remain embedded in our mind, soul, and body." Soon, our time came to an end, and we kissed Michelle and Max goodbye. Once we bid our farewell to the couple, Paul and I looked at each other with a smile and let the reconnection sex begin to end this day with our hearts filled with love and adoration.
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3 pointsAnal is the opposite of p-in-v sex. In my vagina, a thick penis is pleasurable but a long one can bottom out and hurt, while in my bum hole a wide one is a problem but length doesn't matter if it's slender.
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3 pointsI agree. A lot of Christians are just prudish. The Israelite kings, appointed my God, were devout polygamists. You can't tell me that they only had sex with their hundreds of wives one at a time! Love the new (hairy) profile photo!
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3 pointsI began masturbating long before puberty, enjoyed it physically and emotionally. It was self-education for me not only about my body, but also my feelings and desires as well. I wish that my parents were open minded and I could have started my sex life earlier.
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3 pointsIt is a crap shoot in regards to what swinging with friends could do. Here is my experience: Our best friends are a couple I met in the lifestyle with my ex-wife 20 years ago. My wife waded into an sexually open relationship with me three years ago when just out of blue her good friend and us ended-up in a poly relationship. We have also played quite a bit with the husband of another couple I met in the lifestyle in 2005. We have not played with them, and they have not asked, either. We travel quite a bit together throughout the year with them, and we are both empty-nesters so we have private spaces and plenty of opportunity. My wife and I have talked about if we ever would play with them because there is quite a bit of sexy adult talk when we get together. We have decided it's not the best idea because our relationship as it is today started without sex and we like the relationship we have. Having sex with them will change our relationship in one way or another, good or bad, and we like our relationship as it is so much that we are not willing to take that chance. Now our girlfriend I mentioned above, we were all in a relationship for about a year-and-a-half, we had threesomes, but it ended. Not any big blowup thing, but we don't talk anymore. My wife lost her best friend and I lost a romantic partner. So in my opinion from personal experience and seeing other couples in the Lifestyle for over more than 20 years that played with friends, there is more success in making friends out of someone you fucked, than fucking friends and still staying friends. That's not to say that it isn't unheard of, but I don't think it is as common as becoming friends with someone you met because of sex. In fact, many of my friends today are people I was fucking 20+ years ago, even though we are not fucking today.
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3 pointsWell said. My situation is almost identical. Happy New Year
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3 pointsAlmost always. My wife doesn't suck a cock that's just been in an ass until it's washed off. But she will suck a cock that's just been in her cum-filled pussy, and she's sucked my cock after I've fucked our girlfriend.
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3 pointsAmong our LS friends--who are all older, as are we--everyone seems past "more sex with any partner". The drivers are intimacy and joy.
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3 pointsNo MM activity with the guys I've been with, but I can relate myself. I had no interest in pussy until my husband started fucking other women and some let me watch. Afterwards, I felt compelled to go down to eat his cum out of her. It opened up a side of me i didn't know that I had.
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3 pointsSome of the most memorable, satisfying sex for me was after Clair had gotten unintentionally pregnant and I wanted to get pregnant as well, as soon as possible. I stopped the pill and went at it (sequentially 😉) with David and Red. I'm always turned on by the thought of having a living part of the men who I've had sex with living in me for days, but this was better than that. Within three months, one of those little swimmers had found the prize, but we didn't know from which man until after the birth. My next attempt at reproduction was to have Red’s child, since the first was David’s. Nice as well, but nowhere near as thrilling as "potluck."
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