| We Become Swingers I |
Its been about two months since Carmen and Peter
moved into the apartment behind mine in the big old
Victorian mansion on Rose Lane. Jeff and I became
friends with this older couple and I immediately
appropriated Carmen as my running partner. I had been
looking for a running companion for some time and
Carmen fit the bill perfectly. And through our many
conversations while jogging down the back roads we
became as close as sisters.
But after Carmen talked me into a little exhibition
sex-capade with Jeff; letting her and Peter watch us
while we made love; without Jeff's knowledge, I kind
of pulled away from my new neighbors a little bit.
Although Jeff took it pretty well, in the stark light
of day I was embarrassed by what we had done, and it
took a while before I could face Carmen and Peter
again.
But since Carmen was my running partner, and we run
together every evening when I'm at home alone without
Jeff, it didn't take me too long to get comfortable
around her again. We didn't talk about any sexually-
related stuff, and I was beginning to push the peeping
incident into the back of my mind as just one of those
things...
Well looking back, after last night, I know better now.
You see, I have a very "experimental" outlook on life.
I also have a very active imagination, and that
includes things sexual. I guess that the unusual and
kinky excites me more than it does most women. Its
always been that way for me, for as far back as I can
remember. The good part about it is that all of my
boyfriends really liked that about me. The bad part
is that sometimes I get talked into things that other
women would scoff at and walk away from.
This story is about something that took place last
night. I'm still a little shaken by the whole thing
but thought I'd write about it while everything is
still fresh in my memory. (Kind of a ther*peutical
thing I guess.)
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The topic of sex came back up last night. It was
almost dark by the time Carmen and I had finished our
ten mile run and where doing our "cooling off" exer-
cises in the front yard. She asked if she could use
the computer and do a little cruising on the swinger
sites.
Well, I have to admit that I enjoy looking at all the
different kinks that these swinger-types advertise,
and besides I
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| We Become Swingers II |
I couldn't move for a moment as I looked up at Peter.
(By the way, Peter looks just like Chuck Norris to me,
except his hair is a reddish-blonde color and he's
much younger. He even wears a closely cropped beard
just like Norris.) Then I realized that I had my boy-
friend's erect cock in my hand and that I was kneeling
in front of him, *and Peter was looking at me doing
it*! My face went scarlet and I jumped up and grabbed
my robe again.
Jeff pulled his pants up and I could see he was embar-
rassed too. But he didn't say anything, he just handed
Peter the phone.
"Hey Carmen, you were right about Kristen! She was
already making it up to Jeff!"
He looked at me and said, "Carmen was telling Jeff
that you would probably do something nice for him. And
that he owed her one. But how nice I could only have
guessed." He was beaming at me, as I stood mortified
and speechless.
Then Jeff said, "It does sound interesting. Carmen
makes the whole thing sound rather appealing. Kristen,
I'd be willing to try it if you are, sweetheart."
I couldn't help it, I just stood there in silent shock,
wondering what Carmen had been saying to him to get
Jeff to even consider swapping. Did he know what he
was saying? I could understand him wanting Carmen,
men are like that, and I accept that, but what I
couldn't understand was that he wouldn't mind me doing
it with Peter.
All of a sudden, I didn't think swinging was all that
sexy any more. I was afraid that things had progressed
beyond my understanding and I had no idea what to say
or do. I just stood there trembling in confusion.
Then Carmen was at the door. Without a word, she walked
over to Jeff, but as she passed me she gently pulled
the robe that I was clasping to my chest out of my
grip, trailing it behind her, then dropping it to the
floor as she stood close up to Jeff.
I stood there self-conscious as Peter eyed me from the
doorway.
Brazenly, Carmen popped the one fastened button on
Jeff's jeans and lowered her whole body to a kneeling
position as she pulled his pants down. I watched fas-
cinated as Jeff's wonderful manly cock bounced out
into the open again. I had a twinge of shocked
jealousy when Carmen immediately went down on him.
But my jealously quickly gave way to amazement as I
watched
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| Swing Club Saturday Night |
My wife and I were planning on traveling through a southern city one weekend and decided to visit a swing club we had heard about at another club. We called the phone number we were given and asked if we could visit. After a number of probing questions, the host invited us to try this party house the following weekend.
When the weekend came, we called back to verify the directions and were reminded to bring our ID and that we could expect the usual orientation and tour upon arrival.
Clearly, the hosts had their act together. We were taken through a door other than what regular members use where our ID?s were verified and we were briefed on the house rules. Before we could ask, many of our questions were answered. We were very happy to learn drugs were not tolerated which is always one of our fears, as we do not wish to be around them. I thought one rule was odd ? no anal on the premises. Okay, we could respect that.
After a quick walkthrough of the house where we learned where we could go, where we could not go, what we HAD to do if we went in THOSE rooms, and that even the bathroom doors had no locks on them (to ensure drugs were kept out?), we were left to our own devices.
My wife is by no means tough to look at. During the first hour, several confident, classy women introduced themselves to us but seemed to focus on her. My wife was feeling very desired at that point and we both knew she would meet with one or more of them later in the evening for an intimate encounter or three.
As the evening progressed, we met about 20 of the more than 40 couples. All were very friendly and welcomed us to the house. Suggestions were given by many on how we might best enjoy our time and most importantly they almost all assured us watching was fine, not to rush into anything with anyone else until we were ready.
With the mosquitoes now becoming more than a nuisance, we chose to move inside. We wandered around for a while to get our bearings, then moved to some barstools adjacent a small stage with a brass pole. A young woman in a Catholic schoolgirl skirt was moving to the music and working her dancer?s body around the pole as well as any professional exotic dancer could. A few minutes later, she stroked the pole as she would do to a man?s cock, then stood on one heel while raising her other leg almost straight up above her head. At that moment, a second woman chose to join her and moved her head down to
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| Swing Baby, Swing |
By the time I finally got away from work, it was so late I didn?t think I was going to have time to shower and prepare for the night my husband promised to make all my fantasies come true?but I was determined to be totally ready for whatever he had in store for me. I can only imagine?.every since I got the letter from the messenger this morning saying that I should come straight home from work, soak in a long hot bath and put on whatever was in the package on the bed. My husband and I have been talking about getting involved in swinging for some time, but I kept backing out, afraid of what it would do to our relationship. After all, it took me thirty years to find the love of my life and I just got lucky that the love of my life also happened to be the beginning of my sexual awareness. My husband has shown great patience and determination and for that I will always be grateful. He knew I had a sleazy side buried deep down, to afraid to admit it to anybody, but he knew that the truth was I just loved to fuck. I loved to suck, be sucked, fucked and then start all over and do it again! He spent hours laying head to toe exploring my body and giving me time to figure out what exactly felt good when he was doing it and then what might feel good if I let him try to do it?.and as much as I hate to admit it, almost everything he suggested got my pussy so wet that I would start begging for that release that makes my eyes roll back in my head and cum roll down my leg, I?m all spread out now, with a vibrator deep in my pussy just remembering it!
Now back to the fantasy he had planned for me tonight?.after many, many attempts, my sexy husband finally convinced me to give ass play a try?.he has always wanted me to ream his ass while I am sucking his dick and licking his balls, but I was scared?.until one night he just started licking my ass and it started feeling amazing! Of course licking my ass only served to make my pussy drip hot juice all over him and make him want to fuck my ass even more! Thank God he was patient and persistent, because once I let him lick my ass, the next step was to push his finger in my ass while his tongue was circling my clit. After a few minutes I went into spasms and started begging for more! I never saw my husband?s dick get so hard; I really think when I screamed for him to hurry and fuck me in the ass, his dick grew longer than it ever has before! I hated to admit that he was right about how much I would enjoy the ass fucking, but
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| CHAPT 2 OF RENO MALE56 SWINGLIFESTYLE |
I MET A LADY THRU SWINGLIFESTYLE, SHE CALLED ME AND WE SPOKE OF WHAT SHE WANTED. SHE LIVED NEAR TAHOE, WAS IN THEIR 18TH YEAR OF MARRIAGE, AND WANTED TO SPICE IT UP. WHEN I GOT THERE ALL 3 OF US SPOKE OF THEIR NEEDS. I TALKED AT LENGTH ABOUT SWINGING, AND EXPLAINED THE WARNINGS OF KNOW WHO YOU ARE ABOUT TO HAVE SEX WITH. THERE ARE MANY FAKES OUT THERE. MEET & GREETS ARE BEST WAY TO SEE OTHERS IN A CALM, SAFE WAY.
HE WANTED HIS WIFE HAPPY, AND WOULD LOVE TO SEE HER WITH ANOTHER MALE. I ASKED HIM WHEN, HE SAID NOW IF POSSIBLE. I TOOK HER HAND, AND SHE PULLED ME INTO THE BEDROOM. SHE DISROBED FAST AS HE WATCHED FROM THE DOOR. WHEN I TOOK OFF MY PANTS, SHE WHISTLED SOFTLY, SAYING SHE HAD NEVER SEEN SUCH A NICE COCK. I LAID HER BACK ON THE BED, AND STARTED MY FOREPLAY. SHE WAS A NICE LADY OF ABOUT 38 OR SO, AND BECAME INFLAMED EASILY. WHEN I TOUCHED HER VAGINA, SHE ALMOST EXPLODED RITE THEN. SHE TOLD ME HER HUSBAND JUST LAID ON TOP, FORCED IT IN, CAME AND WENT TO SLEEP. I TOLD HER MANY MEN JUST DONT CARE ABOUT THE LADY, AND I WOULD NOT BE DOING THAT TO HER. WE KISSED, & FONDLED EACH OTHERS BODIES. SHE WAS AS HOT AS FIRE INSIDE AND OUTSIDE, HER BREASTS WERE HARD AS ROCK, AS WAS HER BREATH. SHE KEPT ASKING ME TO SHOVE IT IN HER. I IGNORED HER PLEAS. I KISSED HER BREASTS, AND LICKED HER BODY FROM HER BREASTS TO HER VAGINA.
WHEN I WENT DOWN TO HER VAGINA, SHE SAID LOUDLY "IVE NEVER EVER DONE THIS WITH CLIFF, HE THINKS IT SMELLS BAD. I TOLD HER CLIFF DIDNT KNOW HOW, OR DIDNT WANT TO LEARN HER WANTS AND NEEDS. AS I STARTED TO LICK HER, SHE CAME IN GUSHES FOR HER "" FIRST EVER ORGASM"!! SHE BUCKED UP AND GRABBED MY HEAD, FLUSHED ALL OVER MY FACE, & INTO MY MOUTH. HER "SCENT" WAS WONDERFUL, IT WAS NOT A STINK!!! I PUT MY TEETH BEHIND HER CLIT, AND USED MY TONGUE TO SLICK HER CLIT BACK AND FORTH AND SUCKED HER WOMANLY JUICES. SHE CAME ABOUT 4 MORE TIMES, YELLING HER LUNGS OUT AS EACH ONE OVERCAME HER. I THEN MOUNTED HER, AND PROCEEDED TO PUT MY MEAT INSIDE HER VAGINA! SHE HAD MULTIPLE ORGASMS WHILE I PUMPED IT IN HER. AS SHE TOOK MY MEAT UP INSIDE HER I NOTED HER HUBBY HAD LEFT THE BEDROOM. I PULLED HER LEGS OVER HER HEAD, AND BURIED MY MEAT ALL THE WAY UP INSIDE HER. SHE WAS SCREAMING CONSTANTLY NOW, AND WE PUMPED THAT WAY FOR ABOUT 20 MINS.
SHE SAID SHE WANTED TO RIDE ME NOW, SO WE TRADED PLACES IN THE CUM SOAKED BED. I LAID DOWN, AND SHE GUIDED MY MEAT INTO HER SOAKED VAGINA, THEN SHE CALLED IN HER HUSBANE TO SHOW HIM
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| The First Time (swing, group, anal, oral, toys) A couples introduction and first experience in swinging. |
The First Time
The cool air washed over my body as I stepped out of the shower
When I looked in the bathroom mirror, I noticed that the cooler air had
caused my nipples to harden. I ran my fingers over my nipples and felt a quick jolt of pleasure flow through my body. Was it the cool air, or the excitement
I had felt all day, or for that matter all week! Tonight was to my husband
Bill's and my first visit to a an off-premise swing club located in a city
close to where we lived.
Bill and I had been talking about investigating the swinging
lifestyle for months. We had picked up several swinging contact
magazines and read what little information other magazines had printed
on the lifestyle and had finally decided to take the leap and find out what
it was all about.
As I stood looking at my body in the mirror, I recalled the one
single event that had finally motivated us to go further than just talking
about it. It came when a couple we had been friends with for years, Tom
and Nancy, admitted over drinks one evening two weeks ago that they had
been in the lifestyle for several years. They went on to say that they did
not discuss it openly with many of their non-swinging friends because few
were open-minded enough to accept such an alternative lifestyle. Bill and
I smiled at each other when we heard that remark, remembering the few
times we had discussed such things with close friends and the shocked
looks we had recieved from them as a result.
When I heard that remark, I tried to keep from being surprised by
their admission myself. Tom and Nancy had been good friends but I
would never have thought they were swingers. While both quite
attractive, they did not look anything like what I thought "swingers"
would look like. Their wholesome good looks reminded me more of the
local PTA organizers than a couple involved in this kind of lifestyle.
When I made a remark to them about that, they smiled and said that the
people in swinging were a cross section of society: rich, poor, young, old,
beautiful, not so beautiful, and everything in between.
Tom and Nancy went on to explain that swinging was not right for
most couples. In general, they said, many couples did not have the
communication skills necessary for such a lifestyle. Besides that, most
couples could not handle such things
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| Meeting Laura Part 2 of 2 swing, xhibitionism |
| I kept looking back for the guy by the booth but he had gone back into the arcades. Nobody else in the store and no room to play I thought it was time to leave. Not before checking out the theatre. I got admission for the theatre and took Laura in. Her eyes were like saucers. She just kept saying you are full of surprises. We went to the front of the theatre and started kissing. She whispered to me that the girl/girl tapes turned her on. I smiled, stood her up and slid her pants down to her ankles. Without taking her pants off I started kissing her inner legs and thighs until I was buried in the sweetest pussy I ever tasted. Her pants were around her ankles and behind my neck acting as shackles so she couldn?t get away. I planned to have dinner and I wasn?t coming up for until I had at least 12 courses. Laura started to moan and squirm so I started eating that pussy good until I sensed her jump slightly. I thought I may have been a little too rough, but when I looked up, there was the same guy from behind the booth. I opened her trench coat so he could ser frilly bra that held those huge gorgeous tits. His mouth dropped open and his eyes bugged out. I told him he could look but not touch. I continued to eat her and she knew everything was fine. She really got into it. I mad her stand up and take everything off from the waist up so he could get a good view and so that she could be more comfortable. She bent over the seat and I did everything I could to help her over that seat. The guy took his thing out and was begging for some action. A touch anything. He was jerking while he watched me fuck her good. I put her back in the seat and threw her legs in the air. I told the guy to get in the row behind us and hold her feet straight up in the air while I pounded her pussy. Now remember, we have only been together sexually a few times, she felt as though hubby had not taken care of business but she really didn?t know just how bad my lust for her is. Here is this complete stranger watching her tender pussy get assaulted and I just got more turned on by the minute. We were all pretty turned on. So She knelt in the seat facing the guy. I pulled her arms back so he had a clear view of those lovely twins (I am rock hard just re-telling this story). I told them he could play with them while I fucked her from behind. This went on for about an hour and a half until I Let her have the largest load of my life cover her beautiful chest. She thanked the guy for sharing
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| Our first swinging encounter |
This is an excerpt from my work-in-progress novel, about the swinging adventures of my wife and I. This will be a sequel to my first novel, "Desiring: Sensual Guy"
available from Barnes and Noble, both being the true sexual adventures of Jerry and Susie.
My wife Susie and I had been swinging for a grand total of two months now, with three encounters behind us, none of them very satisfactory. We were both
thinking that perhaps we weren't cut out for the lifestyle. Our prior experiences were either very mechanical, wham-bam sex with no flirting and intimate
buildup, or were entangled with emotional issues, jealousy or one partner participating not because they wanted to, but because their mate desired it. We were
hopeful that our trip to an on-premise swing club would give us the opportunity for our first fun and satisfying swinging experience.
When we arrived at the club around 8pm, the parking lot already had quite a few cars there, giving us a spark of hope that it would be a good night. We had made
reservations for the party, and for a room at the club to spend the night, bringing along two bags of clothing, lingerie for the lingerie contest, hair dryer, etc. We
were wondering what it would like to spend the night inside the club, whether there would be lots of action throughout the night after everyone else had left, and
what it would be like there the next morning.
We spotted Judy, one of the sexy waitresses of the club, and chatted with her before we chose a table and sat down. We liked Judy, we both found her to be
flirty, spunky, and sexy, so we asked her which table she was waitressing and sat at hers. She gave us each a menu, and after taking the order of a couple
sitting next to us, she sat down on my lap with a pad of paper and pencil, to take my order! Hiking up her dress so her bare bottom (just the thin strap of her thong
running between her ass cheeks) was rubbing my crotch (and cock), she rotated and gyrated her butt in my lap, making me quickly erect and murmuring under my
breath. My Aliced went blank, unable to think about what I wanted to order, so she said she would go place the other couples order and would then return to
take ours...
When Judy returned to take our order, she once again hiked up her dress and sat on my lap. This time she really started doing the lap dance thing, and her motion
was sliding her butt
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| Our first swinging adventure |
This is an excerpt from my work-in-progress novel, about the swinging adventures of my wife and I. This will be a sequel to my first novel, "Desiring: Sensual Guy" available from Barnes and Noble, both being the true sexual adventures of Jerry and Susie.
My wife Susie and I had been swinging for a grand total of two months now, with three encounters behind us, none of them very satisfactory. We were both thinking that perhaps we weren't cut out for the lifestyle. Our prior experiences were either very mechanical, wham-bam sex with no flirting and intimate buildup, or were entangled with emotional issues, jealousy or one partner participating not because they wanted to, but because their mate desired it. We were hopeful that our trip to an on-premise swing club would give us the opportunity for our first fun and satisfying swinging experience.
When we arrived at the club around 8pm, the parking lot already had quite a few cars there, giving us a spark of hope that it would be a good night. We had made reservations for the party, and for a room at the club to spend the night, bringing along two bags of clothing, lingerie for the lingerie contest, hair dryer, etc. We were wondering what it would like to spend the night inside the club, whether there would be lots of action throughout the night after everyone else had left, and what it would be like there the next morning.
We spotted Judy, one of the sexy waitresses of the club, and chatted with her before we chose a table and sat down. We liked Judy, we both found her to be flirty, spunky, and sexy, so we asked her which table she was waitressing and sat at hers. She gave us each a menu, and after taking the order of a couple sitting next to us, she sat down on my lap with a pad of paper and pencil, to take my order! Hiking up her dress so her bare bottom (just the thin strap of her thong running between her ass cheeks) was rubbing my crotch (and cock), she rotated and gyrated her butt in my lap, making me quickly erect and murmuring under my breath. My mind went blank, unable to think about what I wanted to order, so she said she would go place the other couples order and would then return to take ours...
When Judy returned to take our order, she once again hiked up her dress and sat on my lap. This time she really started doing the lap dance thing, and her motion was sliding her butt up and down the length of my cock, really giving me a good stroking, and my mind was mush,
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| Swinging of a different sort, MF |
She dressed that morning already thinking about what was going to happen that night.. She had picked out an outfit following his instructions: A short skirt, her favorite wonder bra and a tight fitting blouse, along with 3? pumps. She had looked forward to showing him her favorite panties, thong with three bows up the back, but he had told her to wear none this morning, that he would ?take care of it.? She wasn?t thrilled to wear a short skirt with no panties to work, but his instructions were clear. She finished her make up and hair, noticing that she still looked damn good for 38. Dawna then followed his last instruction and put an old blanket on the bed, covering the wonderful linens she loved so much.
When she got to work she found a huge bouquet of two dozen red roses on her desk and a package about the size of a VHS tape. Her coworkers were already wondering about the roses, and when they saw her outfit, they knew she had extra special plans that evening. She put up with their questions and ribbing for at least 20 minutes, the whole time eyeing the package on her desk. Finally the phones took them back to their offices and she shut the door to her own.
The package was small and very neatly wrapped with what must have been expensive paper with a perfect bow in the center. She shook it, hearing nothing inside, but noticed it was lightly perfumed. Respecting the expert wrapping, she opened the package carefully, cutting the tape rather than tearing the paper as she normally would. Inside was a simple, yet high-quality white box. The lid was taped shut, and her scissors again carefully opened the seal. She unfolded the pink tissue paper inside to reveal a very small, white silk thong. The tag indicated it was by Luxe, one of the most luxurious names in European lingerie. As she stepped into it, she noticed it was different. On each hip was a Velcro closure. She knew exotic dancers preferred this style, as it allowed them to remove their panties without stepping out of them in high heels, but this fact made her head spin. What exactly did he have in mind for her that night? She pulled the fine silk to her waist and noticed that the front was instantly moist. She sighed, realizing that 4:30 was a long way away.
As the day stretched on, she remembered his other instructions. Don?t leave work early. Leave a key in the mailbox. When you come home come into the foyer and announce yourself, going no further into the
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