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So this morning we started talking about the idea of having Mrs. E pick up a new playmate in a bar over the long weekend. It felt like a great idea when I was fucking her, then I was going to drop it, but she brought it back up again on her own tonight and we're game.

 

When we did something like this on vacation, it was after a half dozen duds when prospective vanilla playmates realized there was another man in the picture and scattered. We'd like it to be a little less drawn out than that, and I know a lot of couples here have had some fun this way. Any advice on how to approach this and introduce the idea?

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We do this but its with the goal of MFM at the end of the evening. Normally, hubby is right there with me, we sit at the bar, eat or drink, and some guy will start to chat with us. At some point, I hubby may kind of drop out of the conversation and if become interested, I’ll move it from chat to flirt to seduce. Often makes for an fun evening even if it just ends along the way.

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We have picked up girls at the bar but have not tried the male thing yet.

 

We do know of a couple that the male part sets up a few single guys in the LS to secretly meet at a bar and to flirt with his wife (wife is aware but does not know who the guys are) if she finds one attractive then they take it to a hotel. We asked why, and they responded it’s safer that way due to the fact that the males are in the LS and know how to work with couples. Just a thought that may work for you guys.

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We have picked up girls at the bar but have not tried the male thing yet.

 

We asked why, and they responded it’s safer that way due to the fact that the males are in the LS and know how to work with couples. Just a thought that may work for you guys.

 

Wow, don’t know why that never occurred to us.

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We have done this a number of times with different outcomes. You are right that guys will run when you tell them that there will be another man watching. Most men have never had that experience and are totally freaked. There are two places we have had success. One is a hotel where businessmen stay. We go to the bar separately. Mike usually keeps his distance. He enjoys watching me come on to men. Be careful I have been accused of being a prostitute. The process can take time. Sometimes two or three drinks before moves are made. Like what was said some men run and refuse.

The other fun thing is going to a hotel near Met Life stadium the weekend of a football game. There are normally groups of fans from the visiting team. Guys who are drinking and having fun.

We are not always successful. If we aren’t we make our own fun.

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You are right that guys will run when you tell them that there will be another man watching. Most men have never had that experience and are totally freaked.

 

That's pretty much summed up our experience. So we made some adjustments. Mr. A wouldn't be in the room, but I'll keep my mobile phone line open or, if the guy is not shy, I'll have Facetime going and leave my phone on the nightstand so Mr. A can see.

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I had a strange bar experience. I hit on one of the regulars at the bar me and the wife go to...she had no idea we were in the lifestyle. She was extremely confused about the whole thing...the next day I FB messaged her to apologize for making things awkward. She's said it's ok and we can go further as long as my wife is ok with it.

Well we invited her over the house last weekend...I made a move on her and she had zero interest whatsoever. I'm so confused as to why she came over fully knowing our intentions?

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Erik - I would guess she came over because she was interested but maybe once there wasn't exactly feeling it. It doesn't mean she was obligated to go further.

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Erik - I would guess she came over because she was interested but maybe once there wasn't exactly feeling it. It doesn't mean she was obligated to go further.

 

Agreed 100%. I won't make anymore moves and will keep it as friends unless she initiates it.

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" we can go further as long as my wife is ok with it.

Well we invited her"

 

 

1ST "we"= you and her

2nd "we"= you and your wife

 

Is it possible she was thinking one on one with you and a threesome with possible girl/girl action was not in her wheelhouse?

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Hmmm. We never suggested a threesome...my wife was just going to watch. I feel bad...I think I confused the hell out of the poor girl . :(:(

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I think you have to execute lifestyle moves at lifestyle events. Vanilla people find it baffling. Even hooking up with other lifestylers can be a kabuki dance of misunderstood intentions.

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We never tried the bar experience, picked up the guy either on SLS or at a club.

 

But I'm curious. What would happen if the husband was hanging out at the bar, watching her flirt, and she gets some interest. Then she could say, "I'm into you. I'm a little kinky. Are you kinky?" If he doesn't run away after that, they spend some time talking about kinks. Then she says, "Well, here's my kink. My husband loves to watch me in bed with another guy. He's not gay or anything, just likes to watch. We've tried it a few times, had a really great time. How'd you like to have a great time with me tonight?"

 

Nice and easy, sneak up on it. Do you think it would work?

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We’re very open about it, no sneaking up. Hubby is with me at the bar from the start. The chat may actually start between he and the other gentleman, maybe about the game that is on, maybe he’s an out of towner and asks about restaurants. At some point I may join in and this works well because I tend to be more social then hubby in most situations. And if I am interested, I take over the conversation and hubby may even fall out of it for awhile but I periodically bring him back into it, both conversationally and physically, putting my arm on his shoulder or thigh or what ever. He does the same with me so it remains obvious throughout that whatever we are into, we are into it together. Hubby says I take it through chat, flirt and seduce. Or more recently, he refers to it as the 3-F process, flirt, flaunt and fuck. If the conversation turns more sexual or the guy touches me, then again, I may bring hubby back into it, even put on of my hands on each of their shoulders, perhaps bringing them closer together as they lean in front of me to chat to one another, or a hand on each thigh if the guy has been touching my thigh or had his hand on my back as they sometimes do. So now, you’re becoming more of a threesome there at the bar, not much different than if hubby and I had met one of his friends at the bar, other than final intent. At some point, hubby will kind of give me the 10 minute warning, let’s go ahead and leave after this drink. When the guy hear’s this, he may offer to buy a last round, a clear indication that he is interested in what is going on. Or, he may whisper to me that he would like to meet me some time and I simply explain that I don’t do that but that if he is interested, he could hang with us tonight, or even say, we’re going back to our hotel room, want to join us. I tell hubby openly, that I have made whatever invitation, the guy may ask a few questions, and most come along with us. Some will say they have done it before, some that they have always wanted to do it, etc. I think maybe a key phrase is just follow hubby’s lead or just follow our lead.

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Thanks for the responses in this thread. For the record, nothing came of it but we did have some fun hanging out at a couple of bars with a free pass to flirt.

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So we saw the girl at the bar the other night. Her and I were outside and she said she had a conundrum with me. She said if I was single she would be humping my leg right now, but she has so much respect for my wife that she's confused about what to do. I reminded her that my wife told her several times it was ok if we played.

She didn't say yes or no so I told her the offer stands if she's ever interested and left it at that. She was also very touchy feely while we were outside alone.

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We'll do this when we are looking for someone new.

 

She will go into the bar by herself. I'll wait a few minutes and then go in. I'll sit away from her and pretend I don't know her.

 

We'll wait for guys to start flirting with her. Sometimes it's a hit. Sometimes it's a miss.

 

She'll look at me and let me know if she is interested. I'll go over and pretend like I'm competing for her affection. You'll be surprised how many drunk men are willing to share her with me. Sometimes a long conversation will reveal that I'm her her husband willing to share her. We have never had any man being repulsed by that idea.

 

There have been many disappointing adventures where there are either no men flirting with her or the men flirting with her are to unattractive too consider having sex with.

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So I haven't played with the bar girl yet. She's possibly coming over Saturday. We had a talk the other day and she doesn't want my wife present when it happens...she also said she really likes me and thinks this might change things between us. My wife agreed to it but said I'm treading on dangerous ground here.

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I am just guessing but I think this is one of a long list of things that she is going to want that are going to exclude your wife.

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she also said she really likes me and thinks this might change things between us

 

Either you really 'like' your wife and are looking for someone to 'play' with (and this should be with your wife) or you really like her as well and are looking for someone to replace your wife. No matter which it is, she is looking for something different than you (hopefully) are. This is not a good idea...

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Not looking to replace my wife...she's the best! Just looking for a friend to play with. We have fun hiking together and hanging out and I thought why not add playing to the mix. I don't have any feelings for her other than a good friend.

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She is coming to your house?

 

The bargirl wants your WIFE to leave HER HOUSE so that she can screw HER HUSBAND?

Dangerous ground? I would think maybe YESSSS!

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She is coming to your house?

 

The bargirl wants your WIFE to leave HER HOUSE so that she can screw HER HUSBAND?

Dangerous ground? I would think maybe YESSSS!

 

I know it sounds bad, but my wife actually said she's not attracted to the girl and would rather not be around when we played. She came over yesterday, we had drinks and some great playtime. Wife got home soon after and we all hung out and chatted. Overall I think things went well.

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I know it sounds bad, but my wife actually said she's not attracted to the girl and would rather not be around when we played. She came over yesterday, we had drinks and some great playtime. Wife got home soon after and we all hung out and chatted. Overall I think things went well.

 

OKAY...

 

This is from your 05 31 2018 post .

 

"So I haven't played with the bar girl yet. She's possibly coming over Saturday. We had a talk the other day and she doesn't want my wife present when it happens...she also said she really likes me and thinks this might change things between us. My wife agreed to it but said I'm treading on dangerous ground here." (highlights added)

 

Just reading what you wrote. Are you maybe reinterpreting things to get what you want out of this?

 

Maybe the rope is just getting long enough to hang yourself.

 

If the case was what you initially reported and it were my wifes words of warning. My response would be to back off.

 

You know your situation better than I or anyone else can. You did come here and pose the question, so perhaps third hand opinions are requested?

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I really do appreciate your opinions. This situation is all new to the three of us seeing as the girl isn't in the lifestyle. If things get weird or if she starts getting too attached, I will certainly put a stop to it.

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Personally I would get my wife / girlfriend to say something like.....

 

"Hi, I'm on holiday with my brother, he's over at the bar and were sharing a hotel room to save on costs, you fancy sneaking off somewhere for a bit of fun? But I can't be gone too long or else my brother will get worried, I can just tell him I'm nipping out to make a call or heading back to the hotel to grab something, should be okay for an hour"

 

Then your wife can sneak off and have a sexy time with a new guy and come back once she has done

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I really do appreciate your opinions. This situation is all new to the three of us seeing as the girl isn't in the lifestyle. If things get weird or if she starts getting too attached, I will certainly put a stop to it.

 

I'm not the most experienced swinger here, but I'd be inclined to let this playmate slide. Maybe just put her on ice until later, but don't be getting dangerous with your marriage. Its also not clear if your wife would want quid pro quo. Have your two brought up her enjoying a man on her own. Inviting one home of whatever. Keeping things equal would go a ways towards reducing any jealousy and guilt. It can also open up the communication between you two, as the sharing is not all one way. I've always found it erotic and useful to share the details with my partners. I'd learn things about what they liked that don't always emerge in one on one relationships.

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I'm not the most experienced swinger here, but I'd be inclined to let this playmate slide. Maybe just put her on ice until later, but don't be getting dangerous with your marriage. Its also not clear if your wife would want quid pro quo. Have your two brought up her enjoying a man on her own. Inviting one home of whatever. Keeping things equal would go a ways towards reducing any jealousy and guilt. It can also open up the communication between you two, as the sharing is not all one way. I've always found it erotic and useful to share the details with my partners. I'd learn things about what they liked that don't always emerge in one on one relationships.

 

Oh she has had her share of single guys lol. And the opposite has happened since me and the girl played... she seems to have backed off and is texting me less than before, which I suppose is a good thing.

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So one month update...we have played a few more times, always when my wife is out. My wife knows and agrees to this as she doesn't find the girl attractive and doesn't want to join. She now calls me several times a week, always when she knows my wife isn't around. I tell my wife everything...no secrets. I really am trying to keep this a FWB situation, but my wife said to be careful she doesn't fall in love with me. I should mention that the sex with this girl is the best I've had with anyone since we've started swinging, other than the wife of course.

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Its not for everyone, but some couples do their pickups at strip clubs/titty bars. Usually they are picking up female strippers, but sometimes my acquaintances picked up men there.

 

Nudist resorts are another pick up venue. Some are family friendly & not the best place, others seem very swinger friendly.

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For what it's worth, we've had two MFM experiences with this since the last post. The second wasn't that "successful", but still fun.

 

It's not very efficient (that or we just haven't mastered it), but if you're taking the gloves off about flirting and touching when you're out, one thing leads to another from time to time.

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We do bar pick ups primarily for MFM and have been fairly successful. Best luck is perhaps in casinos with bars and live music and with a hotel. Nice hotel bars in large cities also work nicely. Also, I’m dressed a bit on the sexy side, even if its a resort bar, a nice dress works well.

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For what it's worth, we've had two MFM experiences with this since the last post. The second wasn't that "successful", but still fun.

 

It's not very efficient (that or we just haven't mastered it), but if you're taking the gloves off about flirting and touching when you're out, one thing leads to another from time to time.

 

I'm interested, if you would like to elaborate, on what made it less "successful".

For the record I got caught up in using that term early on. I now see success as more relative. We recently had a MFM where the guy so worked up he couldn't perform at a level that I would have liked to see him perform at for her. I was rather disappointed and might lean toward calling it unsuccessful in that she didn't get a great fucking. From her perspective, she got the attention from a nice looking younger guy who she turned to putty in her hands and he was so turned on by her that he just couldn't last very long "because she was so fucking sexy" his words. While she didn't get the best sex of her life her ego sure got a huge boost so she would probably call it a very successful encounter.

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I'm interested, if you would like to elaborate, on what made it less "successful".

For the record I got caught up in using that term early on. I now see success as more relative. We recently had a MFM where the guy so worked up he couldn't perform at a level that I would have liked to see him perform at for her. I was rather disappointed and might lean toward calling it unsuccessful in that she didn't get a great fucking. From her perspective, she got the attention from a nice looking younger guy who she turned to putty in her hands and he was so turned on by her that he just couldn't last very long "because she was so fucking sexy" his words. While she didn't get the best sex of her life her ego sure got a huge boost so she would probably call it a very successful encounter.

 

You already called it - she didn't get what she'd had in mind.

 

Fun encounter, but he wasn't as into MFM, psychologically, as he thought he was. Maybe one too many drinks involved. The "spit-roast" position got his nerves up and he went soft.

 

We gave him some space while we screwed on the bed for a while, half-dressed, but he was never fully back in the game. She was able to jerk/suck him off with a lot of effort and a little showmanship, but she was actually pretty bold and feeling ready to fuck him when we got through the door.

 

Oh, well. We already knew playing with vanilla people was a dice roll. After he left, we finished with each other, took a shower, and ordered a room service sandwich. Still a good night.

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You already called it - she didn't get what she'd had in mind.

 

Fun encounter, but he wasn't as into MFM, psychologically, as he thought he was. Maybe one too many drinks involved. The "spit-roast" position got his nerves up and he went soft.

 

We gave him some space while we screwed on the bed for a while, half-dressed, but he was never fully back in the game. She was able to jerk/suck him off with a lot of effort and a little showmanship, but she was actually pretty bold and feeling ready to fuck him when we got through the door.

 

Oh, well. We already knew playing with vanilla people was a dice roll. After he left, we finished with each other, took a shower, and ordered a room service sandwich. Still a good night.

 

Thanks for elaborating. That was a little different than our recent experience. Ours was in a club where you would think guys would have it a little more together. He had no problem with spit roast. Actually he had so little problem with it that's where it ended pretty quickly and I was left to finish up while he watched. He was fairly young and pretty new so it wasn't completely unexpected.

 

We'd love to try a bar pick-up since she likes attracting attention from strange(new) guys but my concern is the scenario that played out for you or us. Still think it would be fun even if it did. I've thought about trying to "set up" something ahead of time, maybe vet the guy but that almost always ends in disappointment because someone flakes or isn't interested. I'd be pretty much fine with anyone she was interested in seducing at a hotel bar or something like that. Other accounts I've read on here indicate the guy bolts after finding out a husband is going to be involved.

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We do bar pick ups primarily for MFM and have been fairly successful. Best luck is perhaps in casinos with bars and live music and with a hotel. Nice hotel bars in large cities also work nicely. Also, I’m dressed a bit on the sexy side, even if its a resort bar, a nice dress works well.

 

What nights of the week do you find the hotel bar pick ups work best. I would assume it would be during the work week???

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Last night we decided to have some fun. The Giants were playing the Eagles on a Thursday night game. We didn’t know how many people would be staying at a hotel with the visiting team only an hour and a half away. It was also a terrible night with a hard rain. We were at the bar at a nearby hotel. After the half a few people came from the game. The score was lopsided. He really thought we would see Eagle fans but it was Giant fans who gave up. We started a conversation with two Giant fans. They came from out of state to see their Giants. The conversation became about politics. Kanye was in one of the TVs in the Oval Office. I pushed the topic about Kavanaugh. I mentioned the Devils Triangle and Boofing. They both said they never used those expressions before hearing them during the senate hearings. They both said they never had a 3some. They both said they had butt fucked someone. I explained Boof is from BuFu or butt fuck. Mike was part of the conversation but I did most of the talking. He was paying for the beers and then shots. Then they were pushing the conversation asking me what I had done. They were asking Mike if I take it in the butt like I wasn’t there. Then Mike asked if they were up for a party. The big talkers thought he was joking. By now the game was over and obnoxious Eagle fans were coming in. We told the guys if they weren’t interested that we were going to find someone else. The little push and another two shots got them.

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This is interesting. The husband would love for me to go to the swingers club by myself and see if I have more luck by myself. I haven't done it. Firstly, that removes the "it's about us" component for me. Secondly, I am sure there would be an expectation of quid pro quo at some point, and I am not comfortable with that (at least right now). For now, I am just trying to get him to meet me in a bar and pretend like we don't know each other. We aren't good at role playing, but I still think it might be fun. I wear a dress (I never do), knee high boots (if they match), and no underwear. Slyly show him the no underwear... you get the drift. I thought it would be a fun way to spice things up without involving others. He nixed it. I was actually going to do this for his birthday. Back to the drawing board.

 

I am not someone who gets "hit on" or "picked up", so it would be interesting to see if I could make that happen, especially in a bar.

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This is interesting. The husband would love for me to go to the swingers club by myself and see if I have more luck by myself. I haven't done it. Firstly, that removes the "it's about us" component for me. Secondly, I am sure there would be an expectation of quid pro quo at some point, and I am not comfortable with that (at least right now). For now, I am just trying to get him to meet me in a bar and pretend like we don't know each other. We aren't good at role playing, but I still think it might be fun. I wear a dress (I never do), knee high boots (if they match), and no underwear. Slyly show him the no underwear... you get the drift. I thought it would be a fun way to spice things up without involving others. He nixed it. I was actually going to do this for his birthday. Back to the drawing board.

 

I am not someone who gets "hit on" or "picked up", so it would be interesting to see if I could make that happen, especially in a bar.

 

We are all about us too. I wouldn't want to do things separately then hear the details later. I love watching her make and respond to those advances. A swinger's club is a little different because there isn't as much mystery. Intentions are assumed.

 

I'd love to do the bar pickup where I just sat in a corner and watched her get hit on, advance the idea then make the introductions..."now you two gentlemen need to take me back to the room and fuck me good!"

 

I would be willing to bet that you wouldn't have any trouble getting hit on. A woman in a bar, dressed in a way that makes her feel sexy and projects the desire to be approached isn't going to have much trouble having drinks bought for her. Just take it from there as far as you'd like it to go and have fun.

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Last spring, Mrs Doc had to be in Orlando for work related meetings and decided to visit a local club while there. We'd never been there together but had discussed going at some point. Since she was in the neighborhood, I saw no reason why she shouldn't check the place out. She sent me a pic of the sexy dress she was wearing before she left the hotel and a 2nd pic showing me she was not wearing underwear. I texted back, "have fun love". She did and it was perfectly fine with me. In fact, I admired the courage she displayed just walking in the door alone. What a woman!!

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This thread has me wanting to go try this. Going to talk to my husband when he gets home and see if he wants to give it a try, I'm sure he'll agree luckily. Idk why,but this feels naughtier than going to the local club. I REALLY want to do this. Even if it doesn't work out we can still have fun.

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We are all about us too. I wouldn't want to do things separately then hear the details later. I love watching her make and respond to those advances. A swinger's club is a little different because there isn't as much mystery. Intentions are assumed.

 

I'd love to do the bar pickup where I just sat in a corner and watched her get hit on, advance the idea then make the introductions..."now you two gentlemen need to take me back to the room and fuck me good!"

 

I would be willing to bet that you wouldn't have any trouble getting hit on. A woman in a bar, dressed in a way that makes her feel sexy and projects the desire to be approached isn't going to have much trouble having drinks bought for her. Just take it from there as far as you'd like it to go and have fun.

We are always us. Sometimes I strike up a conversation while Mike watches from the other side of the bar or at a table. I don’t usually have a problem getting someone to talk to. At a business hotel I dress as someone who would be staying at the hotel. I don’t want to dress like a prostitute. That scares men or can get you arrested. The biggest problem isn’t getting someone to buy you a drink or get them willing to go to a room. The problem is telling them my husband wants to watch or join us. I can tell you this scares most men. Most men at business hotels are married. Some play all the time, some never.

We have met younger single men. Most men we have met never had sex in front of anyone. You need to get one to agree and that one will get his friends to agree.

Last night I was dressed in jeans and a Giants jersey. Mike and I sat at the bar together. We just struck up a normal conversation. I think the timing of the Devils Triangle in the news helped. The guys laughed about what the judge was saying. They said they never heard the saying before. The conversation led to whether either of them had ever had a 3some. Neither had. They broke the ice when they jokingly asked if I had. My answer surprised them I think. Mike had been quiet and then told them that I like to be the center of attention with guys. They asked him if he "allowed" me to do that. He said he allows me to do what I want. He asked in front of them if I wanted a 3some with them. I looked at them and asked if they were UP to it. It took another half hour to convince that we were real.

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I think one reasons I would not be as open to doing this, is I do not want to play with someone who is married without their partner also there or me meeting and speaking with their partner.

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I think one reasons I would not be as open to doing this, is I do not want to play with someone who is married without their partner also there or me meeting and speaking with their partner.

 

And that's OK. We all have our standards and we all are turned on by different things. Some would argue that a married guy is going to be safer at the time and afterwards because he isn't going to do anything stupid. I think some just don't care and still others are turned on by the naughtiness, fucking a married man, whatever. The great thing about this is We All Like Different Things and there is always someone willing to indulge.

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I think one reasons I would not be as open to doing this, is I do not want to play with someone who is married without their partner also there or me meeting and speaking with their partner.

 

That also crossed my mind, but I figure we can weed them out during the chatting stage, at least I hope to be able to. Don't want to be a part of someone cheating.

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Go to a nice hotel bar, the men tend to be out of their normal environment and no one knows them.  They will do things they normally won't.  

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On 10/12/2018 at 10:34 AM, introvertswingr said:

The husband would love for me to go to the swingers club by myself and see if I have more luck by myself. I haven't done it. Firstly, that removes the "it's about us" component for me.

Not exactly the same, but we started with my wife fucking old boyfriends (individually) alone.  It was at my suggestion, and believe me, it was all about us. 

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    • By BrightFun22
      It has been quite a few years since we have been able to get away for our anniversary and we finally planned a week away for just ourselves at the beach.  We decided to go during the late summer when my wife's parents could watch the kids during summer break.  We had a lot of anticipation and excitement leading up to it and left early on a Saturday morning to be able to fully enjoy our first day.  We had an early check in for the room and got up there before noon and decided to get ourselves settled before going down to the pool area.  We splurged and had an ocean-facing balcony so when my wife was unpacking I went out to take a look.  When I came back in she was standing there laughing as she held a 24 pack of condoms and looked at me and said, "We are here for 6 days, this might be a bit much."  I smiled and said, "Just wanted to make sure I had enough."  Of course she couldn't let it go by without responding, "You know, if you just had a vasectomy, we wouldn't need these anymore at all." I replied,  "I know, I know."
       
      So we finished unpacking and she changed into her bathing suit.  We are both 38 and have pretty nice bodies but for her, she doesn't enjoy wearing a bikini anymore.  She is 5'6" cute brunette with long hair, a firm sexy ass and soft 36D tits.  She changed into a sexy suit none the less, it was kind of like a bikini at the top but with an added amount that covered her stomach.  I didn't mind as I could still admire her breasts.  When we got to the pool area we went right to the bar and the drinks kept flowing.  We laid by the pool, walked by the beach and spent some time in the water but mostly just had drinks in our hands.  On the way back to the room we stopped by the front desk and bought a few 6-packs for the fridge in the room.
       
      We walked up to the room carrying our beer and as soon as we got inside we put the beers down and started really kissing, then she pulled away and said to save it for later because she wanted to have a few drinks on the balcony.  I hand her one and she goes out on the balcony while I put the others in the fridge.  Then I walk out and hear her talking to someone, that's when I saw that the room next door had an adjoining balcony.  He was a younger guy named Jeremy and was having a pleasant conversation so I offered him a beer and then sat down.  We talked for a while and it was a lot of fun and my wife then made a comments and said, "You must be having so much fun with all these young sexy girls on the beach."  He just laughed and said that he enjoyed some of the sights.  I jumped in and responded, "I like what I get to look at" and got an eye roll from my wife.
       
      My wife said she wished she still had the body she used to have, especially the perky tits.  Without thinking I reached over and grabbed a tit and said that they were great.  I expected her to swat my hand away but she left it there and said I only liked them because I was stuck with them.  I immediately looked at Jeremy and asked if he thought they were nice too and he just smiled and said he didn't mind looking at them. 
       
      This is when I realized that the drinks had really hit her because she stood up and leaned over, squeezing them together with her hands saying, "They might look good from this angle."  She bent over a little too far and fell into his lap and they both started laughing.  She collapsed on her knees in front of him and looked at him and asked, "Do you really think they look nice?".  He insisted yes and she still argued that he was just saying it to be nice.  So I leaned forward and reached around and grabbed her top and pulled it open with her tits spilling out. "Now he can see them and I know he likes them," I said.  He said they looked so nice and soft and that he really did think they were nice.
       
      She told him how sweet he was and that she wanted to make sure he got a nice view of them and I sat and watched as she reached forward and pulled his swim trunks to his ankles.  I sat speechless ash she leaned forward and squeezed her tits around his dick slowly tit fucking his cock to make him hard.  As she did it she asked if her tits were as soft as they looked and if he enjoyed the way her big areolas looked on her big tits.  "Those are the most suckable nipples I have ever seen," he responded.  She quickly stood up and pushed one of her tits in his mouth and his hands immediately went to her ass and he effortlessly slid her bottoms off.  As he was sucking her nipples back and forth he was also rubbing her pussy and driving her wild.  She spread her legs open wide enough to straddle him and sat down on his lap with his dick in between them.  He was really enjoying her tits and I know how much that turns her on and how crazy he was driving her. 
       
      It was then that she leaned forward dragging her pussy along his dick then letting the tip touch her pussy as she started working her way down on it.  At this moment is when I noticed just how big he was, she was about halfway down and working it up and down inside her but he wanted more.  He grabbed her ass and started pulling her down onto his dick.  She moaned, "Oh my god I am so full.  You are so deep.  This is stretching me out so much.  God keep going".  When she said keep going is when he thrust his hips upward and went all the way inside her.  She was just moaning "Oh fuck me!" over and over as she rode his dick through an orgasm.  She was really pushing down to get it all inside her when I saw him grab hold of her ass and clench up and I knew he was cumming.  She got up right after and walked inside the room and I didn't know how she felt about what just happened.
       
      She was only gone for a minute and came back with a beer and handed it to Jeremy.  Then she turned and got on her knees in front of me and pulled my pants down to see my already hard dick.  She sat on my lap like she did his and had my dick pushed between us.  She was kissing me deeply and then kissing my neck and told me to close my eyes.  So I did and and the next thing she did was slide back a little and then I feel her touch my dick.  She kind of giggled as she unrolled a condom onto me then got on top and pushed my dick inside her.  She was riding me and told me that since I brought condoms that I needed to use them.  She kept talking and said: "Wow, doesn't this feel so strange to get sloppy seconds while wearing a condom. Jeremy made my pussy all loose and sloppy for you."  I couldn't think with how wild this situation was.  She looked at me and continued, "You know he hasn't even kissed me and I have his cum in my pussy."  With that I tensed up and came in the condom.  
       
      She went inside the room and laid down in bed and fell asleep immediately.  Jeremy and I finished our beers and then both went to our rooms.  I laid in bed for hours replaying what just happened as she slept soundly through to the morning.
    • By Maturecouple1122
      Last year, my husband revealed that his biggest fantasy was me being a hot wife and fuck other men. He said it turned him on to see another man’s cock in all my holes.
       
      A few months ago, he took me to an upscale hotel in Dallas, I finally gave him what he wanted.  He was the wildest Saturday in my life. 
       
      First, he booked an in-room massage for me.  The masseur was a young, well-built black man.  As I laid on his massage table, he slipped out of his clothes.  I swear his cock hung nearly to his knees. At the end of the massage, he started rubbing my clit and fingering me.  He brought me off several times. He then moved closer to my head and started rubbing my tits, pinching my nipples, and fingering my cunt at the same time.  His semi-hard cock was within a foot of my mouth so I reached out and put in my mouth.  He instantly became hard as I sucked him.  He then grabbed my head and pushed his cock down my throat.  I soon felt and tasted his cum flowing down my throat. 
       
      After he left, I texted my husband and told him to come up to the room.  I thanked him profusely and stepped into the shower while J laid out my clothes for the evening.  When I finished my shower, I saw my outfit J picked out.  It was a blue silk dress with chains with three chains across the back.  Obviously, no bra tonight.  He also didn’t pack any underwear as he wanted me to go “commando.” A new pair of stilettos accompanied the beautiful dress.  When I finished my makeup, I slipped on the dress.  The dress was very short, only 3 inches below my pussy.  The material was very clingy and you could clearly see my nipples and areolas. After I finished dressing, J told me an Uber was waiting for me outside to take me to a fancy cocktail bar about 4 blocks away.  He told me to sit at the bar and order a drink.  He would be along in an hour or so. 
       
      I nervously climbed into the Uber.  As I slid into the back seat, the hotel door man got a good peak up my dress as it slid up my thighs.  Our sex life was beginning a new chapter. 
       
      I walked into the bar and felt the eyes of every guy turn towards me. I sat at the bar and ordered a Manhattan. It didn't take long for the first guy to sit next to me.  Within 5 minutes, a handsome Hispanic man asked if he could sit next to me and buy me a drink.  I nervously agreed.  As we chatted, he scooted his chair closer to me and placed a hand on my thigh.  My bare thing!
       
      He repeatedly eyed my body from top to bottom.  The dress that was hugging my body, and my swaying breasts.  I wore a gold necklace that hung just above my cleavage. He lifted my necklace up to look at it and brushed my breast as he did so. 
       
      Shortly after another guy approached. He was also handsome & charming, but there was a bit of an edge to him. He bought me a drink, we chatted a bit, and this time I did feel excited.
       
      His name was E and he owned his own business. He was very handsome so I really didn’t care about that information.  As we started our second drink together, husband arrived.  I now knew where this was going. 
       
      The three of us had a nice dinner and did some dancing.  E- then asked if I wanted to get out of there. I knew what that meant, so I eagerly said yes.
       
      The three of us to our hotel room.  J made us some drinks while E started to caress and kiss me.  The drapes to our room were open.  As admiring the beautiful Dallas skyline, E slipped my dress off which sank to the floor.  He asked me to keep my shoes on.  I watched our reflections as E kissed me all over.  He lifted me up and pressed me against the window. The glass was cold against my bare breasts but I didn’t care as E’s hot breath kept me warm.  Soon he pushed me onto the bed.
       
      I pushed myself away from him, turned around, got on my knees and unzipped his pants, revealing a nice, uncut cock. I gave E the experience of his life, sucking him off in front of the window. I started slow and methodical, but after warming up starting sucking him at a feverish pace. He groaned, occasionally telling me how good it felt and how I was a good little cock sucker.  His hand grabbed my head, pulling me deeper into him. I took every inch of him in, then felt his cum shooting into the back of my throat as he gave a deep groan.  He held me there as I took all of his cum in, swallowing every drop. As his half hard cock left me mouth, I looked up at him, giving both him and J a mischievous grin.
       
      He took forced me back onto the bed and started licking my cunt. I felt my first orgasm of the evening come over me as he licked my cunt, tongued my clit, and fingered my asshole. 
      As I came down from my orgasm, I felt his hard cock slip into my soaking wet pussy. He asked if he needed a condom.  I said “No, I want your raw cock in me."
       
      His cock started sliding in and out, in and out. The whole time he whispered in my ear, telling me how good my pussy made him feel... how tight it was... how wet it was. How naughty of a girl I was for taking in the cock of a man I just met.
       
      He moved me over onto my hands and knees. He kept sliding in and out of me, dominating my pussy as he fucked me hard.  "Oh yeah, fuck me." I said to him. He started thrusting harder into me. I felt my second orgasm of the night building. "Don't stop, I'm going to cum."
       
      My body gave out as my second orgasm overtook me. Holy shit did that feel good. Just as I began to come down from it, I felt him give a big thrust and cum deep inside my unprotected pussy.
       
      He collapsed onto my back, his heavy body pressing me into the bed. "God you're so sexy," he growled into my ear.
       
      We laid together in silence on the bed as J watched us basking in the afterglow of our fucking. I then felt J on the bed.  He was on his back with a nice erection.  I took him into my mouth then J said, "Ride me please."  I straddled J and started riding his cock. 
       
      J then grabbed my waist and pinned me.  I then felt E working a lubed finger into my ass.  I slowed my pace and steadied my breath as I took his entire finger in my ass.  I bit my lip and waited for the next step.  I then felt E slip his cock into my ass.  I now had my husband in my cunt and my new lover in my ass.  The two men started fucking me in earnest.  "Fuuuuccckkkk..." I groaned as his cock entered me again. J and I did anal sex all the time, but this was a bigger cock than I was used to plus J was in my pussy making every hole tighter.  I simply hung on for the ride of my life. 
       
      After letting my ass adjust to E’s cock, he started thrusting into me, very slow and methodically at first. He then started fucking me like his life depended on it.  It didn't take long until my most powerful orgasm yet overtook me. I let out a groan-scream as my ass pulsed around his cock.
       
      E and J kept fucking me through my orgasm, gradually picking up the pace. Then the let out a groan and came inside ass and cunt. My holes were now filled with cum. 
       
      It was the best Saturday of my life.  Counting the masseur, I took two loads in my mouth, two in my cunt, and one in my ass.  After E left, J and I cuddled and drifted off to sleep.  I had the sweetest of dreams.
    • By xxoticangel
      Lately we have both been having a fantasy that I'm not sure how to make reality. I'm not even sure we want to.
       
      Basically the fantasy is we both go out to the same vanilla club as singles. I do the single girl thing of flirting and dancing with hubby acting as back-up from across the room. At some point during the night I choose one guy and have sex with him in the parking lot. Hubby will be close to offer protection if something goes wrong but otherwise will not be known to my partner.
       
      My question is 1) Do you think it is possible to pull this off safely? 2) Since we have always insisted on same room swinging would this damage our relationship? 3) Has anyone else had this same fantasy or actually gone through with it?
    • By Lionheart72
      The following is a work of fiction, the product of my own pervy imagination. Enjoy.
       
      "I'm just saying," Dan said quietly, "conference sex is a thing."
       
      "Geez, honey," Jenn rolled her eyes. "It's a work conference, not one of your pervy fantasies."
       
      The airport crowds flowed around the young couple, people drifting in and out of shops and food stands or making their way to the security lines that stood between them and their flights.
       
      "Why can't it be both?" Dan grinned.
       
      "Perv," Jenn growled, but she knew wouldn't have him any other way.
       
      "All I'm saying is..." Dan started.
       
      "... that if some guy tries to pick me up at the hotel bar, you're ok with me *fucking* him," Jenn whispered hotly. She couldn't deny the flutter in her stomach, or perhaps a bit lower down, the thrill at the very idea.
       
      "Well..." Dan flushed.
       
      "You're a perv," Jenn replied with an amused grin. "Have fun with the house to yourself. Try not to spend the whole time I'm gone jerking off to porn."
       
      "No promises," Dan grinned back.
       
      <<<>>>
       
      "You can do this," Jenn told herself, nervously, tugging at the hemline of the slinky black dress. "You want to do this. It will be fun."
       
      She was fairly certain buying the little dress in the first place had been Dan's idea. He'd said she would look hot in it. Considering her reflection in the hotel room mirror, Jenn had to admit he had a point. The dress's little spaghetti straps left her shoulders bare, showing off her fair skin down to the swell of her breasts - not huge, but not bad, she thought. The dress clung to her curves, emphasizing the tight belly she worked hard to maintain. The hemline was worrying. It was low enough to be decent, but seriously bordered on slutty. Tugging the hem down had helped a little, until she noticed that her tits were now in danger of popping out the top.
       
      With a sign, she gave it up. Grabbing her little clutch purse, she walked out of the hotel room before she changed her mind.
       
      With a grin, she pulled her phone out of her purse. After all, half the point of doing this was to give Dan a thrill, and she couldn't do that if she didn't keep him in the loop. As she walked down the hotel hall, she hit speed dial.
       
      "Hi, honey. How's the conference?" Dan answered.
       
      "Boring seminars, pushy vendors, the usual," Jenn said breezily.
       
      "Having fun?" Dan sounded amused.
       
      "Oh yeah," Jenn replied, dripping sarcasm. "I just love it. What are you up to?"
       
      "Oh, you know... wild party, drinking, smoking pot, a bunch of naked coeds in the hot-tub begging to suck me off," Dan lied.
       
      Laughing, Jenn rolled her eyes. "You're bored and watching late-night TV, aren't you?"
       
      "How did you know?" Dan asked.
       
      "We don't have a hot-tub," Jenn pointed out.
       
      "Fair point," Dan conceded. "What are you up to?"
       
      "Well..." Jenn hesitated, suddenly nervous again.
       
      "What are you doing?" The sound of Dan's excitement was like ice and fire in her veins.
       
      "I thought I'd go down to the hotel bar," Jenn replied, trying to sound nonchalant.
       
      "Looking for a guy?" Dan said, teasing.
       
      "Perv," Jenn laughed, feeling that low-down flutter. "I'm meeting some friends for drinks... but..."
       
      "But what?" Dan said slowly.
       
      "Remember that little black dress you liked?" Jenn replied.
       
      "Yes?"
       
      With a wicked grin, Jenn noticed a mirror in the hallway. Striking as sultry a pose as she could, she snapped off pic with her phone and sent it.
       
      "Wow." His response was breathless.
       
      "I thought you'd get a kick out of that," Jenn teased, thrilled that his response was everything she'd wanted. She didn't, however, expect what came next... though in retrospect, she knew she probably should have.
       
      "Are you wearing panties?" Dan asked.
       
      "Yes... perv," Jenn replied, with a nervous laugh. Admittedly, the little black thong she had on under the dress wasn't much, but it was there.
       
      "Take 'em off," Dan said.
       
      "No," Jenn gasped, shocked.
       
      "Take your panties off," Dan insisted.
       
      "No," Jenn replied breathlessly. "You know how short this dress is."
       
      "Off. Right now."
       
      "Right... Dan, I'm in a hallway. I can't." Jenn laughed shakily. In fact, she'd reached the elevators at the end of the hall. Sure, it was empty now but someone could arrive at any moment. She could see herself reflected in the mirrored surface of the elevators doors, sexy in a slinky dress.
       
      Dan said nothing. He was just waiting, she knew, daring her to do it, to step the game up one more notch. The little low-down flutter had become a full, rolling wave... a sultry, hot, wet wave.
       
      Before she could lose her nerve, she reached up under the little dress and quickly pulled off her thong. Glancing at her reflection, she saw that, in the process, the perilously short hemline of her dress had been pushed from slutty to indecent. Flush with excitement, she pulled her dress up to allow an unobstructed peek at her pussy, snapped a quick pic of her reflection and sent it to Dan.
       
      "Beautiful," Dan panted over the phone.
       
      "I'll call you later, perv." Jenn's voice was husky to her own ears as she hung up.
       
      A second later the elevator dinged and the doors open.
       
      Jenn stood frozen, feeling sudden empathy for the proverbial deer caught in headlights. Despite her desperate desire to squeak and pull her dress down, she didn't move.
       
      Two men, plainly attendees at the same conference, stepped from the elevator, glancing at her with polite smiles. Both men froze suddenly. She saw their eyes widen as they took her in, her slinky black dress, her heaving cleavage, her hiked up skirt and the neatly trimmed landing strip of her naked pussy.
       
      Red-faced, one of the men looked quickly away and walked on past. The other man hesitated for a moment, drinking in the sight of her. Under his hot gaze, Jenn felt a surge of unmistakable desire. She made no move to cover herself. She didn't want to.
       
      "Good evening," the man said with a grin and then walked past her.
       
      Breathing heavily, Jenn stepped into the elevator and pushed the button for the lobby. It wasn't until she noticed her reflection the door again that she finally moved to fix her dress.
       
      <<<>>>
       
      Like what U C perv? Jenn's heart was racing as she fired off the text message to Dan, thinking about the picture she'd just sent.
       
      After inadvertently flashing the two men at the elevator, Jenn had been unable to concentrate on hanging out with her friends - really coworkers attending the conference with her. The talk, griping about work, supervisors and spouses, was all the same talk they had back home.
       
      Jenn's mind had kept wandering back to the elevator, to the looks the two men had given her as she stood there, bottomless. She couldn't shake the idea that Dan would love to hear about it, would probably ask why she hadn't fucked one of them. She thought about the second man, the long, hungry look he had given her, and wondered what she would have said, what she would have done, if he'd propositioned her.
       
      Finally, distracted from the banal chatter, she'd gotten up and gone over to the bar. Sitting at a bar stool, she'd felt her slinky black rise wickedly higher, felt the cool air teasing her naked thighs, and wondered how many of the guys were trying to peek up her skirt. That idea had started another wicked thought that grew in her mind until she had finally decided to give into it.
       
      As nonchalantly as possible, she'd taken out her phone, held it down by her knees and spread her legs. A quick click, and she'd taken a picture of her exposed pussy in a bar full of men, a picture which was now on its way to Dan along with her teasing text. She knew he'd love it.
       
      Glancing around the bar, she wondered if anyone had seen.
       
      After a few minutes, Dan hadn't replied to her text. She was disappointed before she realized the time difference might mean he hadn't seen it. She fired off another.
       
      JENN: U up? Haha
       
      Still no reply.
       
      "Excuse me, miss."
       
      Jenn jumped as the man's voice broke through her distraction.
       
      "Can I buy you a drink?" he asked, with a friendly smile.
       
      His name was Tim. He was staying at the hotel, attending the same conference she was. They talked for a while about the day's seminars, their respective workplaces, the hotel in general. Tim was friendly, flirty without being pushy, and Jenn found herself relaxing and enjoying herself. After a while, when Tim turned his attention to the bartender to refresh their drinks, she fired off another text to Dan, teasing that a guy had gotten her a drink.
       
      "Good phone," Tim said, looking back at her.
       
      "It's OK," Jenn shrugged.
       
      "Did the picture come out?" Tim said nonchalantly.
       
      "Picture?" Jenn felt suddenly hot and cold all at once. "What picture?"
       
      The bartender choose that moment to call Tim over, leaving Jenn shivering briefly in shock. She quickly fired off another text to Dan: OMG I think he saw me take that pic!
       
      By the time Tim got back, apologizing and explaining that there had been some error with his credit card, Jenn had managed to regain the appearance of calm, though her heart was pounding.
       
      "So," she said, trying to sound cool. "You saw me take a picture."
       
      "Maybe just a peek, really," Tim admitted with a barely hidden grin.
       
      "Really?" Jenn drawled, teasing.
       
      Tim just grinned, trying unsuccessfully to hide a glance down at her thighs. Jenn fidgeted in her seat.
       
      "So, who was it for?" Tim asked. "The picture. Was it for someone?"
       
      "My guy back home," Jenn admitted, feeling oddly relaxed about it suddenly. "Dan. He has these fantasies. I thought I'd indulge him a little."
       
      "Fantasies of you flashing at a bar?" Tim grinned.
       
      "Among other things," Jenn confessed, blushing.
       
      "Really?" Tim focused on his drink.
       
      Jenn leaned closer to him, speaking more softly. "Dan told me to take off my panties, before I came down to the bar."
       
      Tim's eyes flashed back down to her thighs again. "Did he? Had you leave them in your room."
       
      "No," Jenn said slowly. "They're in my purse. He had me take them off in the hallway."
       
      "He wants you to get seen, does he?" Tim's gaze rose to lock with Jenn's eyes. She felt a flush of heat rising in her cheeks and spreading down her neck.
       
      "Well, I did take a picture of my pussy in a bar full of people for him," she said.
       
      "How far do you want to go?" Tim's voice was low, husky.
       
      "What did you have in mind?" Jenn felt the blush spreading down her chest.
       
      "Give me your phone," Tim grinned.
       
      Slowly, Jenn slide it over. Grinning, Tim picked the phone up and took a couple of steps back.
       
      "Give ol' Dan a thrill," Tim said.
       
      Heart pounding, Jenn glanced around, looking at the other people around the bar. What the hell, she thought and spread her legs again on the barstool, exposing her bare pussy to Tim's gaze, and the gaze of anyone else who happened to look over. As Tim raised the phone to snap a pic, Jenn threw caution to the wind. With a quick motion, she grabbed the top of her slinky dress and pulled it down, flashing a naked tit too. Tim clicked the picture and stepped quickly back toward her.
       
      Hastily, Jenn covered herself again. Her heart was racing, and she was sure that blush covered her entire chest. The heat of it seemed to reach down toward the heat rising from her thighs. She wondered if Tim had noticed how wet her pussy was.
       
      Taking her phone back, she looked at the picture and smiled. Quickly, she sent it to Dan. She wondered if he would see it before morning.
       
      "There you go," Tim said smirking. "That ought to give ol' Dan what he wants."
       
      "Not even," Jenn laughed.
       
      "Really?" Tim looked intrigued. Leaning closer to her, he continued quietly, "You just flashed your tit -very nice tit, by the way - to like half the guys in this bar and at least a few of them will have noticed the 'no panties' bit too. What more does your guy want?"
       
      "Well," Jenn said, leaning closer too, until their faces were almost touching. "He has this fantasy."
       
      "What fantasy," Tim breathed.
       
      "He wants me to... fuck... another guy," Jenn's breath was coming in shallow gasps. "Like, here, at the conference. For real. Basically, he's a perv. Crazy, right?"
       
      "Crazy," Tim agreed.
       
      For a moment they just sat, their faces so close together. Jenn wondered if he was going kiss her.
       
      "What do you think?" Tim asked finally.
       
      "About what?" Jenn was puzzled.
       
      "About his fantasy."
       
      "I think..." Jenn paused. "I think I like it. I think... maybe I might do it. If I find the right guy."
       
      "Well," Tim leaned back suddenly, settling back in his seat. "If you find him, I'm sure you won't have any trouble convincing him."
       
      "Really," Jenn said, looking flatly at him. "Because I think maybe he might not be interested."
       
      "Not possible," Tim said. "If a beautiful, intelligent woman like you asked... I bet almost any guy here would jump at the chance."
       
      "You, sir, are a charmer and a gentleman," Jenn grinned.
       
      "Well, I try," Tim admitted with a smirk.
       
      "I am going back to my room now," Jenn said.
       
      "Well, good night."
       
      "Really? That's all? 'Good night'?"
       
      "Well..."
       
      "I am all alone here. My guy - the perv who wants me to fuck another guy, you recall - is all the way on the other side of the country. I have... no panties on and I am very... very horny. It seems to me that a gentleman would escort me back to my room. After all, anything could happen... anything."
       
      <<<>>>
       
      Jenn's hands shook as she fumbled to pull her hotel keycard from her purse.
       
      After her sultry almost-invitation in the bar, the ride up in the elevator had been oddly quiet. Tim had been calm, flashing his flirty smile but nothing more. Letting her take the lead, Jenn realized. She couldn't believe how nervous she felt. After all, she was only inviting a strange man she had just met at a conference up to her hotel room for sex because her guy... ok, she admitted, she could believe how nervous she was. What she couldn't believe was how excited she was, or how hard it was to take that stupid plastic card out of her purse.
       
      She jumped slightly when Tim's hand closed gently over her arm.
       
      "You don't have to do this, you know," he said softly.
       
      With that, her nervousness vanished as if it had never been. Slowly Jenn turned, her body brushing against Tim's as she reached up and kissed him. Her lips softly explored his. His arms closed around her, holding her firmly.
       
      "I want to," she breathed.
       
      His arms tightened around her, pulling her against him, kissing her with growing passion. She could feel his growing hardness pressing against her.
       
      "What do you want?" he said teasingly.
       
      "I want you to fuck me," Jenn panted.
       
      Tim dragged her mouth back to his, his lips and tongue hungrily exploring hers. His hands roamed over her back, reaching downward to cup her ass. Jenn moaned against him. She felt him pulling up the hem of her slinky little dress, felt his hands squeezing her naked ass, there in the hotel hallway. Her entire body quivered with desire.
       
      Pushing away enough to speak again, Jenn panted, "Let me... oohhh... let me open the door."
       
      Squirming in Tim's embrace, she managed to turn enough to face the door again and clawed at her purse for the keycard. Tim's hands continued to explore her body, squeezing her ass, rubbing along her side and her belly, reaching up to cup her breast. She managed to get the keycard out of her purse around the same time he pulled her dress down to expose her tits. His hard cock ground against her bare ass. She groaned as his fingers flicked over her sensitive nipple.
       
      "If you don't let me get this door open," Jenn moaned, "we are going to end up fucking in the hall."
       
      "Bet ol' Dan would love that," Tim muttered as he kissed her neck, his roaming fingers reaching around to brush along the wet folds of her naked pussy.
       
      Jenn groaned in response, forcing the keycard into the door and practically running inside as it finally opened.
       
      "Oh my god. This is so crazy," Jenn laughed as she heard the door swing close behind her. Unconsciously, her hands slid up her sides, moving to smooth her shirt.
       
      "Don't you dare," Tim chuckled.
       
      "What?" Jenn glanced over her shoulder at him, feeling a nervous flutter as she realized she was alone, in her hotel room, with him.
       
      "Don't fix your dress," Tim said. "Looks good just the way it is."
       
      "With my ass hanging out, you mean," Jenn smiled, her hands sliding down to cup her butt.
       
      "Exactly," Tim grinned. "You have a very nice ass."
       
      "You like it?" Jenn asked teasingly. "It's not too big?"
       
      "Your ass is firm and round. You have a beautiful ass," Tim replied. "Give me your phone."
       
      "My phone?" Jenn puzzled at the non-sequitur.
       
      "Well, I could take a picture with mine..." Tim said, reaching into his pocket.
       
      "Oh, no," Jenn replied, digging into her purse and tossing her phone to him. "That's how embarrassing pictures end up on the internet."
       
      "Precisely," Tim said, snapping a quick pic. "I mean, you wouldn't want to do anything crazy."
       
      "Absolutely not," Jenn laughed, cupping her ass and bending over slightly. "I am a very respectable woman, after all. I would never do anything wild or out of control. You know that, right?" She grinned as she looked back him, spreading her legs a little more.
       
      "Of course not," Tim nodded seriously. "And, after all, you're in a committed relationship so clearly you wouldn't want anyone to think you did anything inappropriate. Now turn around, so I can see your tits."
       
      Still laughing, Jenn turned, arching her back to show off her breasts. She couldn't believe she was doing this, standing in her hotel room, her slinky dress bunched up around her waist, letting a strange man snap pictures of her bare ass and tits... and pussy, she realized. Her smile faded as her breath quickened. Her eyes met Tim's and she saw, behind his joking and grins, a desire that reflected her own.
       
      For a long moment, they just stood there, facing each other across the room. Slowly, her eyes fixed on Tim's, Jenn slid the slinky dress's tiny spaghetti straps from her shoulders. She pushed the bunched fabric of the dress down past her hips, letting it slip down her legs to pool around her feet. Finally, she stepped out of her heels and took a step toward him.
       
      "You're gorgeous," Tim said huskily, then his teasing grin appeared again as he snapped another pic.
       
      "More pictures?" Jenn shook her head.
       
      "Well, I bet ol' Dan will get a thrill out of them," Tim replied lightly.
       
      "All right," Jenn said, stepping closer, moving quickly to hide her nervousness. "Let's take some pictures that will give him a real thrill."
       
      With firm deliberation, before she could chicken out, Jenn grabbed hold of Tim's slacks, undid the button and dropped to her knees in front of him.
       
      "Take some pictures that will really drive him wild," she said, forcing down Tim's zipper and pulling his pants down.
       
      "Oh my god," she breathed softly as Tim's dick jumped free of his boxers. Even only semi-erect, it was long, thick and veiny, plainly different from Dan's. So what, Jenn thought to herself as she wrapped quivering fingers around the thickening shaft. She'd seen other dicks. She'd held other dicks, but never a stranger's, and never while she was with another guy.
       
      Above her, Tim groaned in pleasure and that, it seemed, was enough to finally settle her nerves. Smiling, she looked up at him, at his face glazed with desire as she stroked his length. She looked up at the camera lens of her phone. Dan wanted this, she thought. He'd said so often enough. She'd sucked dick plenty of times before, she thought as her lips closed around Tim's thick tip. This time Tim would get to enjoy her mouth, enjoy her tongue swirling around him, and later Dan would get to enjoy seeing the pictures of his long, thick hard cock as it disappeared between her lips.
       
      "Oh, yes, that's so good," Tim moaned.
       
      Jenn quivered with desire. She felt nasty, kneeling there naked, eagerly bobbing her head up and down Tim's cock while he continued to take occasional pictures.
       
      "So good," Tim moaned again. "Oh yeah, so good. Fuck."
       
      "Yes," Jenn purred, keeping her lips against Tim's thick cock. "I want you to fuck me. Fuck me, Tim."
      Groaning, Tim pulled his cock from her warm mouth. His strong hands grabbed her shoulders and lifted Jenn to her feet. She shivered with excitement as he pushed her slowly backward toward the bed.
       
      "This what you want?" Tim growled, his eyes intense.
       
      "Yes," Jenn panted. "I want this."
       
      "You like sucking my cock?" Tim's hands firmly cupped Jenn's heaving tits, squeezing and caressing them. She moaned as he roughly played with her sensitive nipples.
       
      "Yes," Jenn gasped. "You have such a nice, big cock. I love sucking your cock. Now I want you to fuck me. Fuck me with your nice, big cock, Tim."
       
      She cried out as Tim pushed her roughly down onto the bed. Like an animal, he pounced over her. She moaned as his mouth latched onto her tits, roughly sucking and nipping at her sensitive mounds.
       
      "Oh, Tim," Jenn gasped as he kissed and bit down her side. "Hey, not so... oh, wow... oh... oh... Oh. My. God!" She cried out as he buried his face in her pussy. She arched her hips to meet him as his tongue parted her wet lips and lashed furiously against her clit. "Oh my god, oh my god, ohmygod! Yes, there. Yes, yes, yes, yes. Oh. Oooohhhh, myyyy, God!"
       
      Jenn's whole body arched in pleasure, quivering as her shockingly sudden orgasm ripped through her. She collapsed, panting, onto the bed.
       
      Shivering, she looked up to see Tim looming over her, tossing the last of his clothes away. Out of a staid business suit, he looked powerful, muscular and wild. His long, thick cock stood proudly against his hard abs.
       
      "Tell me," he growled. "Tell me what you want."
       
      "I want..." Jenn gasped. "I want you to fuck me. Please, fuck me."
       
      He pushed closer, holding his cock in one hand as he guided it toward her dripping pussy. In the other hand...
       
      "My phone?" Jenn giggled.
       
      "I want ol' Dan to see this," Tim said firmly. "I want your pervy guy to see the moment, the exact moment, my cock... a stranger's cock... enters his woman. I want the perv to have this to jerk to... his Jenn's beautiful pussy taking another man's.... cock!"
       
      Jenn moaned as his tip entered her, parting her lips and stretching her slowly open. She shivered at his words, and at the nasty, wicked feeling of his strange cock inside her. She was doing it, she realized. She was letting a strange man fuck her. Her whole body arched up to meet him as his long shaft slowly filled her.
       
      "Yeah," Tim groaned. "He's going to like seeing this."
       
      "Put the phone down," Jenn purred. "Put that fucking phone away and fuck me."
       
      "Is that what you want?" Tim smiled wickedly, lightly tossing Jenn's phone aside.
       
      "Yes." She looked at him, thrilling to the hungry look in his eyes. "Yes, I want you to fuck me."
       
      Tim slowly pulled his cock back, until only the tip rested just within her dripping pussy. "You want a guy you just met to fuck you. A stranger, to fill you up with his cock."
       
      "Yes." Jenn writhed under him. "Yes, fuck me now."
       
      She gasped as Tim grabbed her waist. Her eyes locked on his as her body arched toward him. With a grunt, he thrust into her, filling her up with one swift motion. Their hips rocked together, her wet folds opening to receive him deep inside her.
       
      Jenn's whole body tingled as he thrust into her again and again, deep, steady, powerful thrusts that filled her over and over. She reveled in the feeling and the unshakable thought of how wicked this was. Wild, carnal pleasure climbed through her, exploding as she came again.
       
      "Oh my god!" she cried out, shaking as her body convulsed around his thrusting member. "Are you... still going?"
       
      "I'm not finished," Tim grinned, continuing to slide slowly inside her. "Not by a long shot."
       
      "Oh... my... god..." Jenn moaned, wrapping her legs around his waist and pulling him deeper into her.
       
      She let herself go, moaning and crying out with wild, forbidden pleasure. Throughout, she kept her eyes on him, watching his unfamiliar body moving over hers, staring into his stranger's face has he grunted and thrust into her. Lust and pleasure climbed, peaked again with her desperate cries, and madly started to climb once more.
       
      Suddenly, Tim paused in his seemly tireless fucking. "What's that?"
       
      "What?" Jenn panted. It took a moment for her to realize that a new sound had been intruding on the moaning, grunting and slapping of flesh against flesh. A musical, birdlike chiming sound. It took another moment for Jenn to recognize the sound. "Oh, it's my phone."
       
      "Seriously?" Tim pushed himself slowly back inside her. "Someone's calling you now?"
       
      "Text alert," Jenn gasped. "Probably.... ooohhhh... Dan."
       
      "Dan? Ol' Dan!?" Tim laughed.
       
      Jenn groaned as Tim quickly pulled himself from her body. She felt shockingly empty, without him inside her. She was relieved to see that Tim staggered slightly as he stood. She watched, amused at the sight of his thick cock bobbing ahead of him as he fumbled around on the floor, grabbing her phone.
       
      "Hey, we missed a few," Tim grinned down at her phone. "Text from Dan: 'Hot pic."
      "Oh my god," Jenn buried her face in her hands, wondering which of the many naughty pics her guy was talking about.
       
      "'You naughty tease'," Tim read out.
       
      "Give it to me." Jenn reached out for the phone.
       
      "'Fell asleep. You have fun flashing the bar?'," Tim read. "Poor guy, he's missed all the fun. Should I send him some of our new pics?"
       
      "No!" Jenn gasped. "Give me my phone."
       
      "'You still up?'," Tim chuckled. "I certainly am," he added, flexing his raging hard cock.
       
      "Give it to me!" Jenn reached out for her phone.
       
      "Damn right I will," Tim grinned, leaping back onto the bed.
       
      Jenn squealed as he flipped her over onto her belly and dropped himself onto her back. She felt his slick, hard cock pressing between her thighs.
       
      "Not what I meant." Her gasp turned into a groan as he penetrated her again.
       
      "Here," Tim said into her ear. "You should really answer him." He started thrusting again, even harder and more passionate than before.
       
      The phone dropped in front of Jenn's face.
       
      "Go on, answer him." Tim grunted, pounding into her.
       
      Fumbling, Jenn grabbed her phone and tried to type out a reply.
       
      JENN: CEnt tAlk call pater
       
      Tim was driving fiercely into her now. Her whole body shook from the force of him in her. Tim was going wild, she realized, at the thought of her being on the phone with Dan while he fucked her. That idea, and his powerful thrusts, sent her own pleasure spiraling upward. She was dimly aware of the phone chiming again and again.
       
      DAN: U drunk lol?
       
      DAN: Jenn?
       
      DAN: U ok?
       
      DAN: JENN?!?
       
      She knew she had to respond with something. Desperately, she tried to cling to the phone long enough to type out a reply.
       
      JENN: C a 'll later
       
      JENN: nifht
       
      With that she pushed the phone away and thrust back to meet Tim's thrusting cock. Another orgasm crashed over her and Tim roared over her, driving his strange cock deep inside her.
       
      <<<>>>
       
      Jenn stared at the empty hotel bar.
       
      Other conference attendees moved through the lobby, heading for the morning seminars.
       
      She was sure that Tim was among them, but she didn't know where. He'd left during the night... after... One part of her mind shied away from the thought, but at the same she felt a tingle across her skin... her nipples... her pussy.
       
      She looked down at her phone. It felt hot in her hand. She hadn't dared to open the picture folder yet. She had to get it over with. She wondered if she would really dare to say anything when the time came. Her fingers shook as she pressed Dan's speed dial.
       
      "Hi, honey," Dan answered brightly.
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