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    Sabrina and I have been swinginging for many years. We are both bi. She ❤️ LOVES giving oral sex to males and females and is really good at it. She is good with receiving oral sex when playing with females but much prefers to give and other forms of g/g play. When playing with guys, she can skip receiving oral all together. She will give them head, then wants to be fucked good. The one time she loves ❤️ oral is after she has been fucked good. She will have five or six orgasms when that happens. She knows she is not like most women who love to receive oral. Anybody else out there like this?
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    My wife and I have a satisfying sex life, we love to screw each other. But sometimes, to enhance our experience, we use dildos, vibrators and other sex toys. We also enjoy MFM threesomes, where we bring another man into our bedroom for Mary’s pleasure. It occurs to me that, in a sense, we treat them as another sex toy, enjoying them for what they bring to the mattress but not expecting them to be more than that. Let me digress for a second - we know we won’t ever see most of our single men partners again, significantly more than half the men we meet don’t have a repeat with us. There are many reasons, but they can be winnowed down to two: either they don’t satisfy my wife enough to be invited back, or they choose to be simply one and done guys. That’s fine with us, we’re not looking for FWBs but simply an erotic encounter. And thus, particularly the first time, we treat them as a sex toy. Mary likes feeling his body rub against hers with new sensations, she likes the sight and sounds of someone she’s unfamiliar with, she revels in the new smells and tastes. She’s out to get screwed. We make the assumption that the basic reason he's there is he wants to screw Mary. Now, having said that, we also try to respect our new ‘sex toy.’ We always meet the man at a bar first and try to have a pleasant talk. (If we don’t have a nice talk, or there’s no chemistry between Mary and the guy, it won’t go any further.) If we invite him home I open up my craft beer, a nice bottle of wine or fix him the drink of his choice. We try to make him comfortable. If he has a sexual request we’ll try to make it happen, assuming it’s something we’re into. We want him to have as good a time in bed with my wife as she’s having. But, in the end, it’s ‘just sex.’ We don’t expect he’ll turn into a regular, but when it does we then take it to the next level, showing him that we care about him as a person. Does this make us bad people?
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    From a open discussion with LS friends on Friday night. Everyone at the table have been in the LS for eight or more years and have been quite active and have explored and experienced various activities and fantasies that interested them. The common thread was the women present ( several wives, girlfriends and three single ladies) had all experienced and enjoyed having at the least two men (MFM) to several at a time (or throughout the evening at a party). It didn’t take long into this conversation for it to turn into a ladies only animated conversation of their experiences and accomplishments with only their husbands/boyfriends asked to chime in verification/confirmation of the event, act or result of the experience. Hands down all of us males had enjoyed whatever happened in the shared stories. It was awesome to sit and listen to these women sharing their adventures, thoughts and results of their experiences and there was quite a bit of excited chatter and teasing…..lots of loud shouts and laughter. I was glad due to our number and time of the evening we were seated at the back corner of the dining area well away from the few dinners still present. I am sure there were a few servers who got an ear full. One noticeable revelation from observing all this was the common result of these experiences for the women. All revealed in one way or another the personality…..confidence…..level of comfort the all experienced as a result of their sexual sharing and experiences in the LS. Echoed by their spouses (those present). 1. Ability now to discuss openly anything with their SO. 2. Discuss, ask for what ever they had an interest in, desire, openly on any topic as well as sexually. 3. All openly discussed that sexually in their private lives prior to the lifestyle they rarely if ever initiated any activity with their SO only were reactive to initiation by their SO. And NEVER asked for or discussed their personal desires, needs or fantasies. (the single ladies present agreed they felt the same with any partner they might have. Including the husbands and boyfriends of other women that they shared) 4. Their personal sexual/sensual lives in their relationship have become broadened and deeper, a much closer intimacy (not just sexual) then before. Far more satisfying. It was not just a fun evening out together as a group (sex was not part of this evening at all, just social gathering) but so enlightening. Sitting having coffee this morning it occurred to me that all this, generally, is probably true to some level to anyone who is involved at some level in the LS. Dependent of course on what level or type of involvement in an alternative Lifestyle they are in. I also thought that there are common takeaways: 1. Situational shyness, intimidation, lack of confidence, appearance concerns and feelings/concern of being judged negatively. 2. That last part “feelings/concern of being judged negatively” is they largest shared issue that women have. From the time they are self aware 6, 7, 8 years old and on…..they are told, threatened, educated etc that their sex is private, not to be displayed shared discussed experienced and in many cases told any negative experiences are their fault….not being a good girl. 3. The confidence, personal strength, emotional discovery over growth and feeling at peace with themselves. Acceptance of who they are. 4. Sexual preferences and desires. Even with in their group a funny but eye opening discussion…and truth concerning size, preferred size and what/how it all relates. It really isn’t what it seems. LOL everyone grows in this lifestyle to their own comfort level. But to watch these women and listen to them (including my Queen) was just hands down amazing. This group of women discussing to only their experiences but some of their not yet experienced fantasies/desires. Their emotions. Support…..no negative judgements at all. Even bragging rights and one up man ship between them. A chance to get a peak into a part of the LS not often discussed……at-least with males present.
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    The last week of August, Shannon texted David and me saying that she and Joe are visiting relatives in a nearby town and asking if we were going to be at home and free over the Labor Day weekend. Lunch, dinner maybe. I was taken aback and hesitant. David replied, “Sure, we’re free, that’ll be great.” After more back-and-forth David and I found that they would be arriving late on Friday and have a rental car, so they wanted to get together first thing Saturday. Meanwhile, I kept texting Shannon separately and had a few calls with her. In among all the social talk, we got talking about sex. Eventually, I adjusted my approach from what I proposed before, me fucking Joe or us having a threesome. Rather than asking Shannon if she wanted to make out with me, I instead asked if she would do me a favor and touch me again. I asked not if she would mind, but if Joe would object. She surprised me by saying with some enthusiasm that Joe would like her and me to do that. She quickly clarified that he would like to see us do that. OK, the question is how far would Shannon go with me? I was happy to get that far and left it open from there. Saturday Long story short, David and I met Shannon and Joe at their hotel Saturday morning and visited a few places in town around their hotel. We eventually went to their hotel for lunch, then they invited us back to their room to browse some things on the internet and talk about our plans for later. David surprisingly and suddenly looked at his phone and said that he had to go into the office to take care of things. Something he rarely had to do, at least never in the office on a weekend. But I didn’t question it. He apologized and asked if it was ok if he came back in a few hours to the hotel. OK. He said that he would call when he was leaving the office. Later I found out that it was a set up between him and Shannon. Long foreplay story short, Shannon ended up naked on her back, I was in just my t-shirt braless on all fours licking her pussy, sending her into orbit and Joe was playing with himself. While she was in an out-of-her-mind state, I asked Shannon if Joe could put it in me. She squeaked “Yes,” and I ordered him to get over here. Now I was feeling the dick I had anticipated for so long. He came pretty quickly, but I was just as quick. His ejaculation was fantastic for me. Shannon snapped out of her ecstasy when Joe and I simultaneously started our cris d'amour. Afterwards Shannon wasn’t shy about going down on my sloppy pussy to give me another O. I was also happy that both Joe and Shannon found me to their liking. After our two hours or so of fun, I had Shannon call David and asked him when he was coming back to the hotel. I thought I was being clever having Shannon call him. But David is more clever (cleverer?) and more thoughtful; he had managed to get the hotel to reserve us an adjoining room next to Joe and Shannon’s shortly after they made their reservation - just in case things moved in a direction where we needed it. He checked in on the way back and David and I went next door into our room to shower before going out again. It was a tense late afternoon and light dinner. Not that anything was wrong, but it was a sexually charged atmosphere. David quietly but clearly sent me the message that knew exactly what had happened, had expected it. He also left the door between the rooms ajar as a signal that there was an intimacy between us couples, and negative proof that he wasn’t doing anything with me, the potential was being saved for later. It was clear to me that Shannon was interested in David. And no one had to tell David that. As we left the hotel and began to walk down the block David took Shannon’s hand. I grabbed Joe’s hand. Shannon had previously told me at one point during our text and email exchanges that Joe, knowing only a small part of her past but knowing that it is still much greater than his, likes saying that she was a slut when they’re in foreplay and having sex. He stresses it and says it repeatedly and asks her for stories about her past. It disturbed her at first but it she says it’s all ok, it makes him closer and more loving than ever, even after the sex is over. When we got back to the hotel we went to our rooms and had sex. Pretty wild, but nothing that hasn’t been discussed here before. David and I expected that we would separate into the two rooms, but Joe insisted on us all staying in their room because it had two queen beds instead of one king. He wanted to see his wife having sex with another man, something he said that he had never seen before and expected only to ever see in his fantasies about Shannon’s past. But here David was, with all his pent-up energy, doing a good job on Shannon. David is much more in tune with what was going on in Joe’s mind and how to play it. He knew that what Joe thought wasn’t that Shannon is a slut, it’s that she was a slut and he is the one who was so good for her that she gave up whoring around for him. He prides himself on having an oversexed woman who he has tamed and married. Her past is a point of pride for him. She previously told me that she fucked a lot of different guys and did all these different things (MFM and FFM threesomes, anal, couples swaps) before and yet she is satisfied, happy with Joe. For Joe, it is part of her great personality, but he is so proud that she gave it up for him. David flattered him by saying that he wished that I could have been as sexually adventuresome as Shannon was, that I had only fucked one other guy when we met. David told Joe that Joe married the town slut, but now she is his. Joe really liked that. I suppose that this shouldn’t be so surprising, there are people here, mostly guys, who say that they don’t mind that their wife sluts around (with a boyfriend, at the club, at a party) because, especially because, she is going home with him tonight. The husband getting the final conquest, and all is well. In a moment of calm, nonsexual honesty I asked Joe if he was ok, if it disturbed him knowing and seeing Shannon having sex with David (or me). He seemed good, more than good – pleased, with Shannon’s past but only because it was in the past. He confirmed that talking about her past in the abstract was exciting, something he loved about her, but seeing the reality of her having sex with another guy was painful. “But that seems to be the price of admission,” he said. I was left wondering but didn’t push him on it. “It’s wonderful afterwards though,” he said. Shannon confessed that they weren’t in town to visit relatives. They contacted us and specifically came to visit our place in the world to see if we said we wanted to meet up. They had reserved the entire weekend for time with us, whatever it may be, and had a flight home on Monday afternoon. What led to this trip was Shannon “confronting” Joe about me and asking him if he would fuck if me if she could arrange it. (She already had the signal from me at our last meeting that she could.) What I didn’t know was that she and David were talking behind my back to set this up. Sunday The big day came and we took Joe and Shannon back to our house to meet the rest of our family: Red, Clair, Lora, and our multitude of children. The introductions were very smooth and cordial. The only awkward part for me was when Clair and Lora both said to Joe and Shannon how much I had said about them, but Joe and Shannon were untroubled by me having talked about them. Shannon said I hadn’t said anything about Clair, Lora, Red, or all these kids to her. They were curious about the provenance of the kids and we proudly pointed out the biological parentage of each (Lora said “I’m the mother of the brown ones.”). To say they were amazed with the whole situation would be an understatement. Especially with the huge house, guesthouse and all the children. We told them that none of it (the house, the number of children) is as impressive as it seems if you divide it up among us five adults. David has arranged with Becky and Frank to take our children for the day. We had also arranged for two of the regular young women we use as babysitters to accompany them to help out. It worked out great and we really appreciated it. Needless to say, we all played. The interesting thing for me was that the pairings that seemed to grab hold the most were Joe and Lora, and Shannon and Red. David, my husband, and I played together with Clair and laughed that the couple he had set up for me to have sex with had found other sexual interests. 😊 To Joe, it became not that Shannon just was a slut, but is one, fucking both David and now Red. David and Red now will call Shannon a whore in front of Joe, while the other is fucking her, or both are. Even when Joe is making love to Shannon, his wife. I was worried that this was going too far, but Joe smiled. Both Red and David know how to make him feel good about his wife, portraying her as a sophisticated, super sexually charged woman that he was lucky to get to be his wife. Tamed but not domesticated. After all this, I was afraid what the aftermath might be. But we met at dinner and everyone was happy. It was almost odd that we talked about everything except sex. But it also seemed so natural that it was no problem. One last thing to report: we had breakfast with Shannon and Joe at the hotel Monday (Labor Day) morning for breakfast before they had to go to the airport. Unlike our other get togethers outside the bedroom, this time we did talk about sex and it was mutually decided that David and Shannon would go back to the room for a quick one. Joe and I agreed that it was wonderful sitting here together, him fingering my pussy and reaching for my braless tits, knowing what our spouses were doing. The psychological aspects of what happened excite me as much as the sex, mostly because that’s what I keep thinking about. 1) My husband David went behind my back with another woman(!) to really move along the opportunity for us to play with them. Plus getting the adjoining hotel room and arranging babysitting. 2) Red and Shannon really hit it off, sexually and otherwise, something that I did not expect, they’re so different. Same with Joe and Lora. 3) The fact that Joe has such a fetish about Shannon being called a slut. And that David picked up on the subtle clues early on and had the right instincts on which direction and how far to push it. Joe gets so worked up having Red and David say so and hearing her tell stories about a past that he didn’t know that she had. He went from slut-fear to slut-pride in a very short time. Anyway, overall an amazing weekend.
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    Great observations; may I add one more? All of this is true and simple if viewed from the perspective that being nonmonogamous is the natural state of being human, even as we form close emotional attachments.
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    Respectfully, you are projecting a stereotype that has little basis in reality. I appreciate this is a subject fraught with emotion. However, I've always believed it is best to form opinions around objective facts with as little hyperbole as possible: Not "...anyone and everyone has a gun" in Oklahoma or any other of the majority of states in the US that have instituted concealed carry, or open carry, laws. In Florida, for instance, in spite of it being one of the most populous states in the country with a population approaching 20 million, it has only issued about 2 million concealed carry permits. And, just because someone obtains a concealed carry permit, it does not mean he/she is constantly armed. Many concealed carry permit holders simply want the ability to *legally* carry a concealed sidearm at the time of their choosing. Very, very few people are committed enough to carry a sidearm every day. Also, if there was a correlation between people legally carrying firearms and increased gun violence, you might have a point. But, that is simply not supported by the data, either nationwide or by measuring most states. Back to Florida: In spite of the two million concealed carry permits issued (or perhaps because of them?), violent crime has reached a nearly fifty-year low. Lastly, the majority of violent crimes involving firearms relate to those obtained illegally, not legally. There is a great distinction between the two.
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    Playing with cheaters is not advisable in Oklahoma. We have a "constitutional carry" law on our books.
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    Molly arrived home at around midnight after an evening of high powered sex with her two favorite men. As she walked into the apartment she could feel the semen seeping out of her pussy, soaking her knickers. She had seven orgasms and both men had come three times inside her so her sweet little pussy was slightly trashed and bruised from the action. Her bottom still tingled from the intrusion she had not really allowed but let it happen in the mad moment. Molly let herself in quietly not to wake up her son Bobby. As she walked into the lounge she looked down at the picture of her husband, sighed, picked it up, gave it a kiss and said softly, “God I miss you so much, nothing can replace the time together, the love and fun we had. Why did you die out in the Gulf?” It had been a few years ago and she pined every day for that ebullient noisy larger than life man that made her laugh every day. Her only compensation was Bobby; he shared Dad’s blonde curly hair, big smile, and long lanky limbs. A quiet version with his mother's fine features, maybe slightly too pretty to be a boy's face. Molly, on the other hand, was dark-haired, fine pale skin, and Irish blue eyes, always deep, thoughtful and mysterious. At 41 her figure was still great; rounded hips, her belly curving down between her thighs inviting a look and wish for any man to be inside her. Breasts were rounded, pert and full, a firm 37D. Long legs, well-defined and tapering down to her ankles. Molly crept into Bobby’s room, looked down at him sleeping, and bent over and kissed him gently on his forehead. He stirred slightly, rolled over, and went back to sleep. Molly noticed he had both hands down below somewhere on his groin. She smiled and thought “At 20 he needs a girlfriend, why is he still a virgin? What a waste!” Bobby started to surface going into his dream of a safe place. His oldest baby memory was from three years old, his mother was still breastfeeding him because she absolutely loved the mother-baby bond and could not give it up. Bobby recalled the wonderful soft warm safe loving place in his mother’s arms, a nipple in his mouth sucking down the human nectar he loved. The memory of those large round breasts, the warmth, and the soft gentle hands stroking his face as he snuggled up had never been forgotten. To Bobby, breasts were the most perfect thing on a woman’s body. The dream moved from babyhood to present time and he recalled his mother stepping out of the shower not expecting Bobby in the bathroom, and her breasts swung around as she turned in surprise quickly covering up her feminine features. He remembered the shock and excitement, the jolt in his groin and moving to cover his instant erection. He remembered her dark curly pubis and how it stood out against her pale skin. As he awoke his hands went onto his semi-hard cock and started to move the foreskin up and down, swelling, getting harder, and the surge of pleasure built till he spilled his load onto his legs. He lay in bed thinking about his mother’s body and knowing she had been out again with her friends. Bobby lay there speculating what she did tonight, wondering who had played with those magnificent breasts and her beautiful stomach and thighs. It was a large apartment with the two en-suite bedrooms on opposite sides and the living area with a lounge, dining room, and kitchen with a family breakfast bar. Molly’s room was massive, a king-sized bed along with a double bed as well. This accommodated her friends when they stayed over. Molly enjoyed two or three couples who added her as the second fem in a threesome and a couple of men who added spice to her threesomes. She did enjoy the swinging scene, always trying to release her from the ghost of her late husband. Bobby’s room was large with a double bed, a TV console, computers, and the usual electronic gizmos young men wanted. Molly had planned the apartment to give her space and privacy during her evenings and keep Bobby away from her quest for relief. Bobby lay there thinking “Why don’t I get sex with the girls? Why am I so shy with women? What don’t I say right what puts them off?” He knew his mother often had friends round, a couple or three who would chat in the family room, drink some wine till late discussing their projects, and then as it was late end up crashing in Mum’s room to avoid a drinking and driving problem. This happened on a regular basis and Bobby finally started to realize what she was doing. Sex was her game, there was never a man for a solid relationship, but more like fuck fests when she needed it. Bobby compiled a plan to find out what he needed to do to make it with his girlfriends. After breakfast, Bobby headed out to the shops and found a security store that covered surveillance equipment. He purchased a wifi system with micro cameras, mics, and a sound system. Into the roof void ran the wires, and in the ceiling of his mother's bedroom he situated the cameras to cover the beds and the en-suite. Back into his room via the wifi to his TV and sound system. The remote control worked the cameras and switched as required. By the time his mother came home that evening the system was up and running. That evening he was on edge, his groin was pricking butterflies in his tummy, and he had trouble taking his eyes off her body. However, Molly was blissfully unaware of his attention. Time to test the system! Molly gave him a kiss on the cheek and said: “Goodnight, early start for me so an early night is required.” Bobby slipped quietly into his room, locked the door, and switched the system on. Molly slipped out of her dress and dropped her knickers on the floor picking them up with her toes and dropping into the laundry box, she unhooked her bra dropped it onto the bed and faced the mirror. Bobby could hardly breathe his chest was so tight. He was shaking with excitement in awe of this beautiful woman with those magnificent breasts. Her hands lifted and then squeezed them, gently pinching her nipples while her hips rolled back and forward. Her face started to flush and she squeezed her thighs together clamping her pussy lips between them. Molly looked directly at the mirror then the door. She stopped for a second and went over to turn the key to lock it. She passed by her bedside cabinet and selected her rabbit vibrator. She came back in front of the mirror and faced it watching herself arousing her nipples again, pinching and stimulating them. A hand went down stroking her belly into that luxurious thatch of curly dark hair. She opened up her lips and gently pushed the rabbit inside her, switched it on, and moved in time to the thrusts. It did not take her long and her legs buckled as she came and ended up sitting on the bed. She then flopped back and opened up her legs giving Bobby visual access to her reddened pussy lips which had puffed up with arousal. With trembling hands, Bobby guided the camera and panned to her pussy, watching the amazing spectacle of a woman going into her second orgasm. Bobby was overwhelmed with the excitement and his hand found his penis standing rock hard, a pain in his balls due to complete sexual overload. His hand stroked it quickly and on the fourth pull he exploded over the floor and sat down unable to move, watching his mother again. She calmed down and then went back over to the cabinet found a straight vibrator and a pot of KY. As she looked down at her husband’s picture she picked it up kissed him and said: “This is your cock inside me tonight darling, I miss you so much.” Molly lay back on the bed facing the mirror and slipped the rabbit back into her pussy. This time on low power and she dunked her fingers into the KY and lubed up her bottom with her legs spread wide apart. Bobby could hardly believe his eyes as he watched the other vibrator being expertly slid into her anus and he listened to Molly’s moans as she worked up into another orgasm. Molly flicked the rabbit onto full power and he watched her hips thrash about as she lost control till it passed leaving her motionless. Eventually, Molly recovered, got up, wiped herself, and headed into the en-suite leaving the door open so the camera could track her. She stepped into the shower, rinsed her pussy and bottom carefully, then soaped herself and flushed it off with a stinging jet of water. Molly dried and dropped into bed and turned off the lights for sleep, the show was over. Bobby sat there his head spinning, heart thumping, and his mind running over what he had seen. He pressed the playback and watched the sequence again. His hand was on his cock pulling hard and he only lasted a few minutes. Once she had finished he hit playback again and this time Bobby nearly lasted the tape time before spurting onto the floor. He sat on the floor with tears down his face as he could not believe how beautiful this woman is and she was his mother. That night he dreamed of the safe place where those wonderful breasts kept him safe and warm offering him womanly sanctuary. The next morning Bobby was having breakfast Molly came in looked at him and frowned, “You look tired darling, did you not sleep well?” “No, I had a bad dream about ghosts.” Molly came over to him and cuddled up pressing his face into her bosom giving the top of his head a gentle kiss. Through the silk his mouth was practically on her nipple, Bobby felt the shock go through his body and he gained an instant erection. Fortunately, Molly did not notice and she turned away and started to get ready for work. “Are you out tonight?” she asked. “No plans but out all day” was his answer. “I’ll get some supper as I have Ben and Penny with a new couple from our committee, Marline and Gerry. We have more work to do for the stage production planning. Is that OK with you? We will be late finishing tonight.” Molly was looking forward to her night in with friends and felt sure Bobby had no idea what the evening plans were really about. Late in the day she showered, found some very feminine underwear, stockings, suspenders and a silk camisole with no bra. The top layer was smart demure that did not give away her intents. She dressed carefully, enjoying the feeling of the silky knickers and female trappings. She resisted the temptation to play during her shower relying on the evening's events to fulfill her needs. Molly got a small dinner ready for all of them and prepared some late night snacks for her guests. Bobby returned late afternoon, he barely noticed her and went about his evening without so much as a look in Molly’s direction. She fretted about his mood then dismissed it in preparing for her evening. Bobby was just being a bit of a troubled 15-year-old teenager at 20, she put it down to his hormones and lack of a girlfriend. Ben and Penny arrived on time as ever and greeted Molly with a hug and kisses. Ben handed over two decent bottles of Merlot from Australia. Molly smiled “Yellow Tail, my favorite, but red does make me horny so be careful both of you!” Ben laughed “I hear you have the new ones tonight, do you know if they will play or do we wait until they have gone?” “No, they are swingers and we just need to get them into the mood, I got to know Marline quite well and she has told me about their lifestyle. She told me I should start going to parties and open up rather than just playing at home” Molly said. Penny asked, “What are they like?” Molly replied “Marline is tall, slim, red-haired, thin waist and legs. She is a runner, 36 years old, very fit and adores split roasts, she sounds like a lot of fun. Gerry, 6’2, medium build, ex-rugby winger, fit, and she said he is hung like a horse, we will have to check that out. Both are straight, but Marline said she is bi-curious, which means she fancies the idea but Gerry has not said yes yet.” Gerry and Marline arrived twenty minutes late and made their entrance, Molly introduced them to Ben & Penny and said: “Booby is around somewhere, he will show up for dinner then we can get started on the evening's work.” Marline picked up a picture of Andy and Bobby and exclaimed: “My don’t they look like each other, except Bobby has your face, which is far too pretty for a man, don’t you think?” “You are right," Molly said, "and how much do I still miss Andy. The hole has never been filled but Bobby does remind me so much of his late dad.” “Bobby must have girls queuing around the block for him, he is a dish!” Molly said, “Well no, he seems shy of girls and does not seem to have one at the moment, that is why he gets so moody at times. As a mum, I can’t help worrying about him.” Molly disappeared into the kitchen and finished off their dinner, pan-fried scallops followed by a chicken breast wrapped in Palma ham and grilled with small roasted rosemary chippy potatoes and some crunchy broccoli, a quick simple working supper supported by several bottles of Merlot. Molly called them all into the dining room and sorted out who sat where. Bobby was already in and seated, Marline walked into the room and said loudly “Hi Bobby, good to meet you at last! Let me have a look at you.” He turned still seated and Marline came over to him “Oh gorgeous, just gorgeous, look at those lovely blonde curls!” She wrapped her arms around him pulling his head into her breasts, bent over and kissed the top of his head while inhaling his manly odor. Bobby struck it lucky as her nipple lined up with his mouth, and in a second was nibbling her. He felt it stiffen but it was over in a second. Marline stepped back with a deep mysterious look in her eyes. She looked down at his lap and saw the small tent forming from his erection and looked back up into his eyes and hid her smile. Bobby turned back to the table to cover his embarrassment. He was tingling inside, finding his breath ragged and shallow. During the meal the chat was light and frothy, however, Ben was studying Marline intently from a distance, checking out her assets and trying to understand what drove her. Gerry and Penny were flirting in a harmless way, but the sparkle was evident between them. Gerry liked what he saw, a blonde, mid 30’s slim and sporty, with well-rounded breasts that were really a little too big for her slim outline. He liked that and thought to himself, I could play with those for hours, but are we just here for the project or something later. Marline mentioned that we should expect some fun together but no one has revealed themselves yet. Eventually, the meal finished, along with plenty of red wine consumed, Molly spoke to Bobby: “Darling, we are going to have a few hours in the family room going through this production. We will be at it till late, are you out or in tonight?” Bobby mumbled, “I have nothing on, so I am in my room working on some media stuff, then shower and bed, so I’ll say Good Night to you all now.” Marline and Penny managed a quick friendly hug and Molly gave him a tender kiss on his cheek and off he went to his room. They all worked steadily through the project while sipping the remaining wine, so the three women were feeling very mellow and warm inside. Once all was agreed and sorted Molly said, “It is far too late to have you four drive home and the amount of wine prevents driving, so as I have a large super king-size and double bed, why don’t we all crash out like kids at a party in my room?” Ben and Penny immediately said, “Yes let’s do that, is that OK with you and Marline?” Gerry smiled, looked over at his wife who nodded smiling, and he said, Why not? I would love to be a teenager again for the night.” Molly got up and said “Bring your drinks and a couple of bottles then. I sleep au natural, so hope that is OK for you all. We are all adults, aren’t we?” They followed her into her wing of the apartment and she closed the door locking it securely behind them. It is a big room and the beds were spaced apart. Molly put her drink down on a cabinet and slipped off her top revealing the camisole, she unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the floor while standing there in stockings and suspenders, and then she lifted her camisole over her head revealing her pert breasts. Her nipples were starting to erect as she felt the warmth and wetness starting to pervade her pussy. “Is anyone joining me then?” she asked. Penny came over to her, dropping clothes en-route, and gave her a gentle sisterly kiss on the cheek. Her arms slid around her back, gently caressing her, and then let them slide down over her bottom. That was enough for Gerry, he was stripped down to his boxers in a flash with the semi-woody protruding from his shorts. Ben unzipped Marline’s top and helped her out of her clothes. She wriggled out of her tights and bra leaving just a very small thong and a swish pair of swinging breasts. Her hands went to Ben’s shirt, started off with the buttons, and then unzipped his pants and dropped them on the floor. Ben put his hands on both breasts and started to play with her nipples, gently teasing them to full erection. Marline slipped her hands inside his waistband and slid the boxers down to his feet. As she bent down her face came into contact with a stiffening penis. She started to lick the bulbous end and then took him into her mouth. She started to work him in and out, sliding her tongue around the tip working into the single snake's eye. Her hands went under him, gently stroking his large balls, then around to his anus where she cheekily slid her finger in and started to massage his prostate. Ben stopped her quickly, “Too fast, I will come in a second, let's make it last.” He pulled her onto the double bed. During this time Gerry eyed Molly lustily and walked over to her she turned and said: “Too many clothes, let's shed them all right now.” Gerry dropped his boxers and was naked in a second, not pretty but quick and efficient. Molly smiled “I hope you take longer to make love than you get your boxers off?” Gerry scooped her into her arms and nuzzled her neck, making her tingle down her spine she felt the start of his erection pushing against her silky pants. Her hands went to his penis and gently felt the length and enjoyed the feel of a circumcised man with a beautiful smooth bell end. For a while, they gently kissed, and gradually started to build up the intensity kissing around her neck and breasts until she started to breath heavy and pushed her pubis against his erection. Penny was still beside Molly adding to the amorous entanglement. Gerry grasped her silky pants and pulled them down revealing Molly’s dark curly thatch. Gerry knelt down and pushed his face into her belly, sniffing her cunt, smelling that wonderful womanly aroma. Penny chimed in, “Molly, that needs to come off, you have a jungle there, most swingers shave or have a Brazilian.” Molly did not really care she just wanted to be fucked hard by both men right now. Penny came back from the bathroom armed with a lady shave and some lotion. Molly lay back on the bed while the two worked on her pussy, enjoying the attention. Penny was shaved and her slit was prominent with her lips starting to swell and protrude as her arousal increased. Penny finished. Molly was totally bare, and she lubricated the shaven area with some moisturizing lotion. Almost by accident her fingers strayed inside the slit and started to get very near her clitoris, making Molly squirm and rock her hips. Gerry was trying to stay connected with Molly and moved up to her breasts working the nipples hard, nipping them, then licking with lots of wetness to lubricate the action. Molly put her hand between her legs and loved the feeling of her new bare pussy. She opened her labia and started to work her clit, frigging fast and gentle, building her arousal. Molly started to buck and roll her hips as the first orgasm arrived, sending shudders all through her body. As soon as they departed into Molly’s wing, Bobby dived into his room and set up the surveillance system. The camera on, the sound on, record on, and the screen filled with the action. He was shaking with excitement, nothing like it ever before had been seen by Bobby. The thrill of seeing the women strip down naked and started playing with the two men was overwhelming. Once he started to watch his mother with Penny he started shaking, and when Gerry became involved Bobby felt a jealous rage come over him, his thoughts raged inside his head: She is mine, how dare you touch her! Bobby wanted to go crashing into her room and take her away from the attention but he sat and watched in awe, unable to take his eyes off the screen. It was exciting to see what the others were doing, but Bobby only had eyes for his mother. Penny shaving her put him over the edge, and he furiously worked his penis and emptied himself over the floor where he was sitting. It was not long until Gerry pulled Molly up into a sitting position and she took him in her mouth working around his head making him ready and brick hard. He pushed her back, climbed on top of her, and pushed his cock into her slit, rubbing up and down, spreading the wetness, then with one firm slow push, entered her. Molly wrapped her legs around him, pulling him into her saturated cunt. This was too much for Bobby, biting his knuckles and crying out, “No! No! Don’t fuck her, you can’t!” But still, Bobby watched, and he was hard again and his hand was working on his own cock, believing he was the one inside her. After a couple of minutes he again flooded the floor. Molly thrust back at Gerry from underneath and the couple increased their tempo until Gerry called, "in or out, where do you want me?” “Keep fucking me, don’t come yet, I am going into a multiple, keep going. Harder, harder!” She felt her cervix open up from Gerry’s pounding, and as the orgasm crash in on top of her, Gerry’s penis tip pushed into the cervix entrance as he fired a huge salvo of spunk into her womb. Molly felt the hot gushes going into her, slowly they resided and calm restored. Molly looked up sweating hard and smiled, “You made me feel cunt all over, that was wonderful. You are the first circumcised man I have had, what a wonderful fuck.” Gerry slipped out of her pussy and rolled onto his back. Penny climbed onto him 69 way and started to clean his cock in her mouth while offering him her pussy from above. Gerry dutifully obliged and started working her clit with his tongue. Molly lay back enjoying the afterglow of her orgasm. Bobby‘s attention switched to Marline who was on the other bed fucking doggy fashion with Ben. She was tossing her head and moaning loudly, she had come once already and Ben was a stayer, he could fuck till the cows came home. As he pulled back the messy wetness and her cream was running down her thighs. Ben scooped some up and rubbed it around her anus. His slippery fingers penetrated her bottom and she gasped as the fingers entered her, making her push back even harder. Ben reached up and grasped her hair tugging her hard back against him, with his free hand he took a swing at her bottom, the loud smack was audible. Marline fucked even harder crying out, “Fuck my bottom right now, come up my arse!” Ben pulled out of her vagina and slid back into her anus which was soaking wet now, one firm gentle push and he was in. Two hard slaps on her bottom got Marline moving again and she got very noisy about her next orgasm. Ben was feeling her tightness and could not last much longer so he thrust harder and faster until he could hold on no more and shuddered and spurted himself to empty inside her. Marline still on hands and knees struggled to breathe and stayed where she was, panting hard, sweating, and loving the anal abuse she had just undergone. Gerry appeared in front of her and presented a semi-hard cock to her face, she duly opened her mouth and started sucking him off, keeping the pace down till she recovered. Ben felt himself shrink down and pulled out of Marline rolled back onto the bed. After a few seconds onto his feet into the bathroom to clean up and wash his cock to be ready for entry into the next vagina. When Ben emerged from the bathroom Molly captured his attention, and they slipped over to the other bed and started a slow lazy necking session while watching the others. It took Ben a while to recover and get his hardness back up, and Molly worked skilfully on his body teasing and coaxing him ready again. Again Bobby’s eyes were riveted to his mother's actions, seething with jealous anger while his hand wanked himself off again. Even though his penis was getting rubbed and sore, he could not stop, every thrust his mother took so did his penis. Molly worked Ben over then rolled him onto his back got astride and slowly lowered herself onto his standing penis, it slipped in and she felt that wonderful connection of having a lover deep inside her. Started off with a slow rocking movement, getting faster as her arousal increased. Molly then went down hard on Ben and instead of bouncing in and out, she rubbed along pushing both pubic bones together and massaging her clit. Ben could still get the lusty pleasure and Molly was working her clit to another shattering orgasm. She started to thrash above him pinching her nipples hard and eventually slumped on top of Ben unable to hold herself up. The action went on until 2:30 a.m. and Bobby did not miss a second, once no one could manage another erection, the men having drained their testicles of the last few drops of semen, they all showered and snuggled down to sleep, the rule being not with your wife or husband. Bobby lay in bed not sleeping but fretting about the night's events. The next morning he went out early and was not seen all day. Being Sunday morning, Molly spent a lazy few hours relaxing and tidying up the apartment wondering where Bobby had got to. After the weekend Molly returned to work and their paths did not cross, Bobby was a bit offhand and she sensed there was something building up between them or Bobby had girlfriend trouble. Her instincts told her to leave well alone. By the end of the week, Molly was into her ovulation period and was getting very horny again having fully recovered from the weekend exploits. She showered and was thinking about what to get for dinner and she picked up Andy’s picture and sat on the bed. His smiling face and the memory of his laughter rang in her head and she felt a tingle deep inside her lower body. Her fingers slipped down to her shaven pussy and opened up the lips, gently working around her clitoris. What the hell, a quickie come before I do dinner, so she reached into the bedside cabinet and grasped the rabbit. What Molly did not know was Bobby had been home all day in his pajamas watching her since she came home. He realized she had not locked the door and trembled as the rabbit slipped in and out with the ears doing their work on her clit. Bobby’s cock was erect again sticking out through his wrap over pajama fly. He touched it and started to stroke it, but in one mad moment, he walked out of his room across the apartment and opened the door to his mother's room to see her on her back, rabbit inserted and her other fingers drilled deep into her anus and throwing her head side to side as her orgasm took control of her body. Molly opened her eyes to see Bobby standing there eyes riveted to her open cunt dripping with wetness and the rabbit still vibrating. He had a huge erection sticking out from his pajamas and he was totally unable to speak. Molly rolled over onto her front wanting to die with embarrassment, wishing she could just disappear. Bobby never said a word but walked quietly back to his room not to be seen again. Over the next few days, they carefully avoided each other. Molly had no idea how to deal with this intrusion and Bobby being so upset. The next evening quite late, Molly was sat on the sofa feeling very down. She had a shower and was dressed in a thin silk dressing gown and was about to get ready for bed. Bobby walked quietly into the room and looked at her he stuttered “Mum, I am so sorry, will you forgive me?” She raised her arms up to him and he dropped into them and snuggled down head onto her breast. As luck would have it what was beneath his mouth? Yes, her nipple, which he gently slipped his mouth around and started to gently nuzzle her. Not wanting to start another outburst, she just stayed there not moving for minutes. As her nipple started to respond to the attention she felt her pussy warming up and the wetness spreading. She pulled her dressing gown off her thighs exposing her lower belly along with her shaven slit. She looked down at Bobby’s head nearly in her lap and realized he had a huge erection sticking out of his pajamas. With one hand she pressed his face firmer into her breasts and the other hand reached down and started to work on his cock. Seeing it erect she realized he is a replica of his dad, even to the shape and size of the beautiful penis. Slowly at first and as he responded increased the pace until his hips were rocking in time to her pulls, almost too soon she felt him tremble, tense up, then explode with several juddering spurts of his semen splashing onto her bare thighs and pussy. He became calm under her arms and she said “Darling, I am truly sorry I upset you the other night. I am so sorry.” He said nothing. “You know you are just like your dad in every way, it is as if I have him back in a younger form, now I am so happy.” Bobby said nothing. Molly reached down and scooped up some of the semen on her belly and licked her fingers. “You even taste like your Dad, that is remarkable.” Bobby said nothing, struggling with how to face her. She scooped some more semen off her lap and said: “Open your mouth, taste this.” He did so and she slipped her spunky fingers between his lips. “What does it taste like?" Bobby finally replied, “Salty and cream, not what I expected.” Molly slid three fingers into her cunt and scooped out her creamy wetness. “Open your mouth, taste what a woman is like.” He did and marveled at the musky sweet aromatic smell and taste of her. Her fingers started to play with herself while Bobby watched her. She said gently “No one must know about this, they would never understand. Do you know in the Roman times many mothers, sons, fathers, and daughters had sex together and it was a good way for the older women to train the young men so they are good to their young wives?” “Let me sit up a while.” Bobby allowed her up and she removed her dressing gown and he saw a wet patch on the sofa from her dripping pussy. “Here, come down to my vagina and take a close look, put your fingers inside and play with my clit.” Bobby was fascinated and thanks to the surveillance system had a good idea what to do. He worked her gently at first increasing the pressure as she became aroused. "Bobby, use your tongue inside my cunt, lick around and see if you can find the little pearl button my clit.” He went down not knowing if it would taste wonderful or dreadful. To his surprise, she was sweet and very musky, a strong arousal for him. He loved it. After a while, she pulled him up, slid her bottom onto the very edge of the sofa cushion, and lifted him towards her. He moved easily to her and she guided his cock right to the entrance of her pussy. “Slide into me, and slowly slip it in, and then almost out. Start slowly and try not to explode too quick so I enjoy.” Bobby was deep inside her, she was being fulfilled and loved; her young man inside her at last, her dead husband was back in a new form. Bobby increased the pace slightly and after a few minutes, he paused. “What is wrong, you OK?” Bobby scooped her up off the sofa still deep inside her, and walked her into her bedroom and gently placed her on her bed. He moved up a little so he could get some purchase and started to thrust a bit harder. When she felt him starting to get near coming she said: “Wait a moment, don’t rush it, try and hold just off coming you make it last that way.” He did then resume the easy pace. Bobby could feel Molly starting to tighten around his cock, her inner muscles were doing a strangulation job on his member. She sensed his climax coming and paused him again. “Lie on your back now!” Bobby did and she climbed on top and lined up his cock at her slippery entrance, peeled back her labia, inserted him, and slid all the way onto him feeling her filling up and stretching her cunt. The end of his penis bumped against her cervix. She started to move then and kept and a regular speed moaning and pinching her nipples. Bobby reached up and pulled her down to him so he could get onto her nipples with his mouth. Not like before for comfort and warmth, but to possess her and stimulate one of her most feminine treasures. He was ecstatic and filled with lust. She started to come hard, grinding her hips into his pubic bone, tossing her head as she went over the edge, lost control, and her womb douched him with a gusher and he started to spurt his semen into her pussy. Together they passed over into oblivion and slowly came back to earth. Later after the rush died they snuggled up together and caressed each other with love and tenderness. She rolled him onto his back and started to gently suck his cock, pulling back his foreskin, cleaning him after their sex. He lay there just enjoying the love from her. When she finished she said, “Your turn now, you lick me clean.” “How?” Bobby asked. “Use your tongue and lick out inside my cunt, it will feel wonderful.” Once he had cleaned out her pussy, he started under between her legs and spotted that beautiful little red rosebud of her anus and very cautiously he licked around her anus. She jumped “You rude sod! Oh don’t start me off again, I will want to fuck all night if you do.” Bobby very shyly asked her “Can I fuck your bottom sometime please?” She stared at him for a few seconds, a deep wistful look in her eyes, he could not read her mind. “I will teach you how to be a great lover and if that is what you would like so will I, just remember there is nothing bad or dirty about a human body. What lovers do together is fine as long as they both want to and it does no harm to either.” Bobby “I have never had sex with a girlfriend, this was the first time, why don’t girls want me?” “They just need to give you a chance. Anyway, the couple that came round the other night, Marline practically snogged you at the dining table. She said to me how gorgeous you are, I am sure she would jump at the chance of fucking with you being so young and handsome.” Bobby said, “What about Gerry, he would go mad and kill me?” “No darling, they are swingers, they like to have sex with other people, friends of course, he would enjoy watching you both.” “My God! Would that ever happen! It would be awesome.” “Well as you know I am a widow and need sex from time to time. I don’t have a real man in my life so they come round for an evening, do you want to join us?” His erection was like a broom handle again. Molly said, “We can’t fuck in front of them, but you can fuck her while I have Gerry, would that be OK?” “I can’t fuck you when they come round?” “No, absolutely not, never a chance. This is for just us alone, no one must ever know.” “OK, when can you arrange it? I love the idea.” Bobby had a thought slip into his head, will I get angry when Gerry fucks my mother? Molly met up with Marline and talked her through her problem namely “Bobby is a virgin, how can I get him with a willing woman?” Marline jumped at the chance “Send him to me, I will fuck his brains out, darling.” Molly replied “No, you both come round tomorrow night. We will have a bite to eat then get down to some rude sex for him. Go into my room, all of us. You can start flirting with Bobby. I will play with Gerry so Bobby knows it is ok, and then see what happens, how does that sound?” The next night, dinner over, and the four went into her room. Bobby was trembling with excitement and Marline could hardly wait to get Booby into bed. There was an awkward moment between them all, and Marline took charge, sidled up to Bobby, and started gently kissing him on the lips. Bobby was watching Molly and Gerry moving together near her bed. Marline unbuckled Bobby’s belt, opened his zip, dropped his shorts on the floor, tugged his T-shirt over his head, and stood back admiring her handy work. “Not bad young man, now drop the boxers!” Bobby did as he was told. Marline stripped item by item, teasing Bobby as she went, increasing his ardor. Eventually just a pair of silky knickers, she said: “Bobby, you have to take these off.” Bobby moved forward and gripped the waistband and with one great rip he ripped the two halves apart and she was naked. “Ouch! That caught my cunt in the crotch, you will have to kiss her better!” She laughed and flopped onto the bed. “Come on then, what are you waiting for?” Bobby lept across the space and rolled her onto her back. He opened her legs and started licking like mad. “Not so fast, let’s start again, you are too keen!” She started gently with him, exploring each other, finding out their pleasure zones, what tickled and what pleasured. As the pace slowly got hotter, Bobby rolled her onto all fours to get access to her bottom and also to be able to watch Gerry and Molly. Molly had Gerry in her mouth sucking hard. Bobby felt the old jealousy flare up and anger started to rise. Fortunately, Marline turned, saw him watching, guessed he was shocked at his mother and took him in hand quickly. Booby soon had his cock in her mouth and started to forget about Molly, and the lust rose and he wanted to fuck Marline as hard as he could. Marline reached between his legs and slipped a wet finger up his bottom. She gently massaged his prostate and felt him build rapidly to a detonation of semen. Bobby lost control and shuddered into a maximum climax with spurt after spurt erupting from his cock. She kept on massaging making him continue until he was coughing dry squirts. Marline took pity and pulled her finger out from his arse leaving him trembling and drained. As Bobby recovered Marline started to work him over again, getting a flicker of an erection and she made sure he could see Molly and Gerry as she sensed he wanted to watch them as well. Gerry was now on top of Molly giving her long slow thrusts into her pussy, stretching and pleasing her, making sure he caught her G-spot on each in stroke. Marline realized his erection had come back as soon as he watched the couple fuck, so she rolled onto her side facing Molly and Gerry and said: “Fuck me spoon style on our sides, it is nice and slow, takes ages to come this way.” Bobby rolled in behind her found his way into her slippery cunt and started to push in and out while playing with her breasts. He could see the expression on his mother's face as she started to rise to her orgasm, the biting lips, the frown, the mouth tremble, and she screwed her face up in time to her body being screwed hard. Molly cried out “My cunt is exploding, fuck me, fuck me, harder harder. Oh God, I just wet myself!” Marline paused mid fuck and said “I need to pee. I am bursting, wait for me then we will finish this!” Bobby pulled out and rolled onto his side still watching the others. Marline disappeared into the bathroom and did not return for a while. Gerry had finished and Molly was kneeling over him sucking his cock clean after drenching him. Bobby came up behind her, his cock was rock hard, and he gently pressed against her bottom and slipped inside her very wet slimy semen riddled cunt. It felt wonderful but he felt Molly stiffen and Marline walked back into the room. Marline smiled and said, “Oh my, just like in Roman times, mothers fucking sons, but he does have a lovely big cock though, don’t he?” Two more thrusts from Bobby and he exploded into his mother's pussy, feeling every little gush going in. Molly looked desolate but Marline just laughed: “I just fucked him and his cock is wonderful, so why don’t you enjoy it. Not as if you want a baby with him, do you? Just a good energetic fuck, so what’s the problem?” Gerry laughed, “Now I know why you two were so keen for this. Molly wants to fuck Bobby, and my wife guessed it, so you got caught out! As far as I am concerned, we can do this anytime again. Marline enjoyed it, so did we all. Maybe Bobby should try a man as I am bi. Why not next time we come around?” Molly said “It has never happened before, a one-off accident in the moment. I don’t think Bobby realized who he put it into.” Two days after the evening Bobby slipped into his mother's room and snuggled up to her. She was a little frigid at first, but as he worked over her nipples arousing her, the wetness returned, the desires rose, and she welcomed him back into her body. Afterwards, when they were quiet and peaceful, she told him “Marline and Gerry are coming back Saturday night. They want you with us and Gerry wants to try you as well, how does that appeal?” “God, what is it like, sucking a man’s cock?” “Wonderful. I suck pussies and cocks, women are sweet and musky, men are slightly salty. Both are lovely, so try it and enjoy. Don’t have a preconception of it, try for yourself.”
  9. 1 point
    We think you hit the nail on the head. We have similar tastes and play experiences with single males and females. They tend to have a pretty good time and we usually get call backs to enjoy adult play again. If the males have great skill sets and become friends, we introduce them to other singles and couples. We have even traveled with them. We are all adults here and the single males know that they get to have satisfying sex with no commitment or costs. It's a win win for a couple and the DWAP (Dildo With A Pulse).
  10. 1 point
    I wouldn't worry about it, I use men as sex toys all the time. I'm passionate in the sack but I'm there to get me off and get them off. I'm very clear about it, I've had a few younger guys try to follow me around like a lovesick puppy, but thats cause they haven't been with a woman that has perfected her slut game. I always make it clear this is a one time deal. It helps that I rarely play I'm my home town.
  11. 1 point
    Have any of you purchased a particular piece of furniture that fits in to your decor, but the real purpose was for sex? We have a Victorian home furnished in antique decor. We bought a love seat to sit at the base of our four-posted bed. Here it is being used for it's intended purpose.
  12. 1 point
    Who was the Doctor? Larry Nassar trying to explain how one of his girls came up pregnant? There is no way this can happen. Spreading false information like this is a huge disservice.
  13. 1 point
    Eastinwest: We are granting you permission to make it into a short story...or even better a long story! Great story either way, feel free to tell more...
  14. 1 point
    Note that I'm a male and my perspective is probably completely different. When Mrs. EastInWest and I met, we were friends first, then started meeting for coffee/drinks frequently. We got close, learned more about each other's personal lives, and eventually things got romantic and emotional. However, we didn't know if it could ever be serious, so we didn't stress exclusivity, we just thought one of us would move on eventually. It's a long story, but after we'd been carrying on like this for over a year, we had our one "experiment" where she ended up topless in the back of the car giving head while I gave the guy and his friend a lift to their hotel. It wasn't planned, but she'd had a few drinks and I'm a bad influence. It wasn't hard to see. It was, however, insanely intense. I don't think there could possibly be a drug that would do the same thing. At first we both struggled to give them a little privacy, but that didn't work. I was frustrated at how few stop lights I was getting until I finally just pulled over to join his friend in enjoying the show. He was working her with his hand and she was moaning heavily, constantly on the edge of climaxing, made prolonged eye contact with me a few times (wondering if I was OK, she said later) and I could have cum right there in the driver's seat looking at the way she was looking at me. The feelings were mixed and confusing but none of them were bad. I did have a brief impulse to stop the action when I realized he was going to cum, but I didn't actually want to. It was just a passing, instinctive thought, competing with the urge to masturbate (which I also didn't actually want to do, knowing I'd waste the arousal). I was as hard as I could ever remember being and what I wanted was to see her finish her good work and get her home to the hotel to take her roughly and unload inside her. When he finished, there was a lot of cum. I watched and listened while she gulped twice, but she didn't get it all. I saw her lift her head up, breasts in his lap, and a lot of it ran over her lips and down his shaft. She was on her own high, too, and just stared at the wet cock in her hand, breathing hard. It was completely obscene and very enjoyable to me. She told me later she was just in shock that she had even done it and didn't know what to do or say. A bunch of other stuff happened, but I don't want to turn this into a short story. The point is, none of this ever felt negative for either of us. I took her back to our room, she was in a daze, we went at it in the shower then finished in bed, she came very hard repeatedly, then we passed out, slept through our alarms. We ate breakfast like that hadn't happened, then finally we're drinking coffee and she says, kind of nervously, "I really had fun last night." We talked about it for a while, got her over her worries about what I might be thinking, and she expressed some shock that she didn't feel guilty or grossed out about what she did at all. We didn't talk about that again for years, until we started talking about the idea of actively getting into swinging a couple years ago. I think what made it so harmless (where it could have been an emotional disaster) is that we were on exactly the same page: I was already relatively adventurous, she wanted to be more adventurous, I was supportive of that and wasn't interested in holding her back at all from enjoying everything. She knew it and I OKed (and instigated) things as they went along, we communicated that we were OK and it was good to go ahead, so there was never much room for me to feel like my boundaries weren't being respected and get offended. I don't know if that helps. When I start describing that story it's hard not to be excessively detailed because it was a crazily vivid experience.
  15. 1 point
    It was never, ever, difficult for me to watch my wife with another man. In fact, it's one of my biggest turn-on's. I remember our very first swap and watching her was even more enjoyable than being with the other wife. But, however, my wife never enjoyed watching me with the other women. And I don't think it was jealousy either. She just didn't enjoy it. So I guess the only way to find out is for you both to experience it. I might suggest starting with very soft swinging things and test the waters.
  16. 1 point
    That's a big nope. We work at our relationship, so we don't put up with bullshit excuses from play-around dickheads about how she "just doesn't understand". Fix it or get the fuck out. Or if you are playing with a legitimate hall pass, I AM going to get it straight from her. That's just us saying we respect others' relationships and the people involved, and we wish no harm to anyone by our actions. Other reasons not to play with cheaters: 1) Zero integrity which a) is a total turn-off, and b) means they would lie to you as soon as look at you because they have no stake in your well-being. FFS, they don't even care about the wellbeing of someone they've vowed to be faithful to; what makes you think their boy scout promise that they are disease-free is worth a damn? Hello gonorrhea. 2) It's just bad karma. That shit comes back to bite you in the worst ways. 3) This is willfully walking into a hornet's nest of trouble, especially if discretion is something you're concerned about. The first thing the Mrs. is going to want to do is slash some tires and graffiti you car, and then maybe take the liberty of researching you (thank you Facebook) and systematically screwing your life with the social media equivalent of being paraded through town naked and stoned to death. No thanks. 4) We don't have much in the way of guns up here in Canada - it's hard to conceal-carry a hunting rifle, and you have to call the police ahead of time anytime you want to transport a hand gun - but violent deaths are not unheard of here. I'd rather avoid it, thanks. 5) I just don't want to hurt anyone! No piece of ass is worth the pain someone feels when they've been betrayed. I want no part of it in any way, shape or form.
  17. 1 point
    We would not. Contrary to the zeitgeist of swinging. We once played with a couple that we later suspected of cheating (they can only play on Mon or Tues night, lots of texting, we had to host,etc.) and we were one and done. Want no part of drama, hurt, deception, etc.
  18. 1 point
    Once saw something along these lines: Frontier Safety Tips - Stay out of fights. - Stay out of seedy bars. - Stay out of married women.
  19. 1 point
    I agree with this ^. However, Oklahoma is a "concealed carry" state and one never know who might be packing a shootin' iron, and not have the sense on when to use it.
  20. 1 point
    Agree with all...no way. It just goes totally against the grain of what we like and respect about swingers and swinging.
  21. 1 point
    No, I would never play with someone who was cheating on someone. Swinging is fun, but that fun is not worth causing anyone any unhappiness. And I also agree with the fundamental notion that the lifestyle is all about open and honest exploration of sexuality with others. Involvement in any way with dishonesty goes against that fundamental idea.
  22. 1 point
    Great responses so far! We agree with all the points made so far.
  23. 1 point
    No, many people have guns and I prefer to limit my chances of getting shot. Also, it goes against the trust and communication we feel is necessary to be in the lifestyle. There are plenty of loving couples and singles to play with. There is no reason for us to engage with a cheater.
  24. 1 point
    Personally, no I would not. I feel that honesty and trustworthiness are a huge part of what makes swinging the activity it is. I suppose that if you just view a partner as a dick or a pussy with a body attached, you could rationalize it away, but I could not.
  25. 1 point
    We prefer to cum in our partners with condoms of course.
  26. 0 points
    I read in Dear Abby several years ago where a doctor wrote about a 13 year old girl brought to his office by her mother so sure her daughter was pregnant. Her daughter swore she didn't have any sex of any kind. The doctor checked her and she was pregnant and her hymn was in place and undamaged, she was a true virgin. The girl swore no boy had put his penis any where close to her privates. Well, three weeks later it was found that after the last flood in the local river, a fantastic swimming hole was made near the bank in a dense forest and the towns youth had been swimming in it nude for several months. He got an idea. He rowed his small boat around the swimming hole taking samples of the water at different depths and the temperature of each place samples were taken. The result was the swimming hole was full of dead and healthy sperm. The water condition was perfect for sperm. The young men being nude were leaking their sperm every where from top to bottom. A female swimming nude will naturally have water flow in her vagina. He asked the 13 year old girl if she had been swimming nude in that water and she said yes. That was how she got pregnant. His advice was for females never swim in untreated water. Bacteria and free sperm can enter their vaginas. Sperm is so small it can swim through the fabric of panties and swimming suits. Use tampons when swimming in a bathing suite or nude if lake or river swimming is done was his final say. Just a thought about being careless when having sex or nude.
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