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rockclimber

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About rockclimber

  • Rank
    Just Getting Started
  • Birthday 05/29/1971

Personal Info

  • Relationship Status
    Couple
  • Location
    Spokane, WA
  • Interests
    Physically active hobbies like rockclimbing, we love going to the casino and definately to the card tables, and anything else we come across that sounds like fun =) Sexual/Erotic hobbies is a very long list we will tell once introductions are made =)
  • Occupation
    He is a Wireman, She is retail/sales at an adult store.
  • Swinging Experience
    2-3 years but still consider ourselves newbies/beginners

Swinger Info

  • SLS Name
    rockclimber
  • Favorite Club(s)
    HUGS! (Spokane) The White Rose (Idaho)
  1. My name is Jon. I'm 35 years old, 6'1", 220 lbs, muscular, and a rock climber. I'm writing this story to chronicle one of the most amazing and risqué sexual experiences that I have ever known. I've been in a relationship with Darcie for about 6 years now - she is a VERY sexy 5'10" at 200 lbs. She is thick, but attractively so. She is 26 and has the most attractive, sexy head of red hair that I've ever seen. Think that you have heard enough about her? Think you have an idea of what she looks like and the type of person she is? Not on your life! Not by a long shot! During my years of sexual activity, I have seen a lot. I have taken part in several threesomes (only two of which included another male), been in several gang-bangs, given and received anal sex from previous female lovers, and honed my oral sex skills to, what I consider, WELL above average. All of my history proved to be helpful, but only a beginning to my love life with Darcie. We have a depth of connection and openness that not only allows us the freedom to enact every fantasy that crosses our overactive imaginations, but can also turn the most torrid and kinky sex acts into the most intimate and emotional proclamations of our love for each other. Just lately we have been playing with dominant / submissive fantasy role-play. It started all at once during some cuddling while we watched one of our movies from our "private library." I asked her to change the movie - while she was doing this, she experienced issues with our too old DVD player and could not get the movie started. I honestly don't know what came over me - but my anger flared like never before - I told her in a growling tone "Come on, hurry the fuck up!" Much to my surprise, her reaction was not a retort, but a nervous re-doubling of her efforts! My mind saw this as an opportunity, and when she continued to have problems with the DVD player, I pushed her roughly to the floor telling her to "get the fuck out of my way!" "I guess Daddy will have to pick up your slack!" Once the movie was playing, I told her that I thought of her inability to complete that simple task was unacceptable, inexcusable, and to be viewed hereafter as "disobedience - which will have to be punished." I couldn't believe these words were coming out of my mouth! But I could tell by her earnest, submissive, whining pleas that she would "be a good girl from now on", that my display of anger and dominance was a turn-on for her. I reached out, cat quick, and grabbed her wrist and led her to the couch. I sat down and gave her a wrist a yank, pulling her toward me and leaving her sprawled on my lap - her gorgeous ass thrust up, anxiously and submissively awaiting the new sensation of actual punishment from me. My head was spinning with ideas: should I pinch? Should I scratch? Beat or spank? I would spank, I decided, but should I use my hand or a belt? My unwillingness to take time out to find a belt won me over and I began to use my hand. 4 hard slaps connected with her left ass cheek with a sound that shattered the silence of the dark room. The feeling of power, combined with her whining, plus the site of her sexy ass as a red hand print became visible forced me so close to the edge of orgasm, that I felt light-headed and drunk with desire. I gently helped her up and held her to my chest. I told her that the punishment had "Put her back at square one" and that she had "paid the price for her transgression." Upon hearing the soft and loving tone I was using, she curled up and into my protective arms like a child. As I stroked her hair I gave her another admonition: "But make sure you take care to not disappoint me again." "Any further dawdling or disobedience would be punished quickly and severely." "I know that you are a good girl and that only occasionally you step out of line, but you need to remember not provoke Daddy." "To you, punishment stings, but when Daddy punishes you he gets very, very, turned on and his cock gets very hard - it would not be wise to temp Daddy to do something he ALREADY WANTS to do!" From that night on there was no telling what "Daddy" might force his little girl to submit to! Darcie and I live in a quiet, upscale apartment building on the upper north side, and it took us over a year of living there, being friendly and flirtatious, to identify other, like-minded couples interested in the same things we were. Finally we hit pay dirt! During this time Darcie would drop hints, from time to time, about how she might find it exciting if I were to "think outside the box" and pull something unexpected on her which she "might not agree to if only given the time to think about it." I though that sounded like a great idea! We had gotten to know Greg and Lucy over the past 6 months and were fairly regular with our invitations for them to come over for "something to loosen them up and then perhaps some movies" which usually ended with all four of us, sweaty and exhausted, from hours of masturbation while both couples watched the movie (and each other) exchanging fantasies and comments about the movie openly. This scenario was perfect for Darcie and I due to Darcie's inexperience and misgivings, at the time, about physical contact with another male. Greg said He loved to jack-off while watching either Darcie, I, or us both take on his wife - bringing her climax after climax. He truly did respect our wishes when it came to Darcie's limitations. This by no means meant that he wasn't attracted to Darcie. I would often catch him, staring at Darcie, as she spoke of one fantasy or another while she gazed at the movie playing, beautiful tits heaving, as she spoke of one kinky thought or another. I didn't care - in fact it was a turn-on - he was respecting her boundaries - and Darcie, I would remind myself, truly was a sexy bitch! Well, I spent an entire month planning for Darcie's "surprise." Greg and Lucy were to come over after Darcie's birthday party for an "after-hours party, it would truly be a night to remember - you see, I had taken Darcie's wish to heart: She was in for a trip outside the box! On that night - Darcie and I sat in the living room after her party, about ten minutes before Greg and Lucy were to arrive - I started caressing her pretty heavily - She asked me to wait for our company. This was exactly what I had hoped she would do...I lightly ran my fingers up her back until I reached her hair. I then changed my whole demeanor and cruelly grabbed a handful of hair, pulling her head back and delivering a forceful slap to her face with my other hand. She was obviously shocked and stunned into silence as I raised my finger, inches from her nose in a warning gesture. I said "Now you listen to me, you mouthy bitch!" "What Daddy wants is EXACTLY what you do!" "Daddy's approval is EVERYTHING to you!" I told her to be totally silent as I reached behind the couch and produced a bag I had placed there earlier. 15 minutes later my sexy "Little girl" was sitting in the middle of the floor on her knees with a ball gag in her mouth, a scarf over eyes, and her hands cuffed behind her, wearing nothing fishnet stockings and sheer undies. I called Lucy and Greg - they showed up in record time - their eyes nearly popped out at the site of my Darcie! It was pure joy watching how the site of Darcie affected them both! Lucy smiled to herself with some inner thought of her own and Greg's pants became tight, restraining his hardening dick - a monument to Darcie's sex appeal! I motioned them to sit as I laid out the rules of the night: 1) Nobody was to do ANYTHING to "The Toy" (Darcie) without my say-so. 2) From that point on, nobody but "The Bitch" (Lucy) would address, order or talk to "The Toy". 3) "The Bitch" was in charge of "The Toy" and all responsibility of "The Toy" belonged to "The Bitch", any disobedience from "The Toy” would be dealt with by "The Bitch" quickly and forcefully. 4) "The Toy" was not to look ANYONE directly, but was to gaze submissively downward as "The Toy" was not equal, but below everyone present. 5) "The Toy" was to speak only when spoken to, with eyes lowered. 6) Moans, squeals, or soft crying are acceptable as communication from "The Toy" - NO PLEADING. 7) As "The Toy" was under the control of "The Bitch", "The Bitch" was under the control of "Daddy" (Me) and would not be allowed to refuse or question ANY of "Daddies" orders. ? If Greg had any requests of the "Bitch" or "Toy" he would have to run them by "Daddy" for approval and permission to proceed. In the silence after stating the rules, I walked to the middle of the room to Darcie. I savored these last moments in which she had a name, an identity. In moments I would watch as my love would morph, in her mind as well as ours, into a tool - an instrument to use for self-gratification. She was trembling, sensing that someone was near, but unable to do or say anything about it. I crouched down, gently removed her blindfold, and whispered "Happy birthday, my love" into her ear, walked to the couch and sat down. With a flourish, I said "Let the games begin!"
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