Sunday, January 21, 2007
IS THIS THE WAY OF THE FUTURE?
MM had arranged to meet Colin at our local pub for a drink. We sat opposite him with our vodka soda’s, and as we discussed politics, his job, his history, his relationships, options trading, and the building industry I couldn’t help musing over how bizarre the situation would appear to most ‘normal’ people. Colin was a complete stranger, yet the sole purpose of meeting him at the pub was to assess whether he would be a worthy fuck-buddy for the night.
As it turned out, he was friendly, good-looking, the right age, fit and healthy, and in need of ‘relief’ - it had apparently been a long time between roots for Colin, and he declared that he was quite attracted to me. So, all positives, off we went, back home for what has become the usual routine: drinks, love-nest tour, fill spa, nude up all, together in spa, hands wander, hands wander further, kissy-kissy, nipple sucking with tit-fondling, cock-sucking followed by cunt-licking (egalitarian), towel off, to the bed for extended fucking in all kinds of positions, dunk in the pool to cool off.
Love it...
It was all over in 5 hours. Meet, drink, root, bye-bye. Bizarre, huh? But is this the way of the future...? Will it be considered normal in the future to meet your friends for drinks and take them home for a fuck rather than having dinner with polite conversation and afterwards going home separately? We think so..
Eventually though, with Colin pumping away a my pussy, I had to fake an orgasm. First time sex with anyone is usually a bit of a disappointment. I’m certainly improving my fake orgasm skills, although lately I have surprised myself as my pussy has become really really wet while being fucked. I take a lot of ‘encouraging’. It takes a lot of good fucking but lately I can get squishy wet, really wet - not particularly juicy - just wet. Its a good sign - I think by body is slowly unblocking/unlocking her secret barrier. Of course MM is delighted. The wetter the better. He likes it sloppy....but more importantly, for me to have a real screamer of an orgasm would be the fulfilment of his most ardent desire.
The swing scene is not unlike the experience of going out as a young girl, all dolled up and dressed for breeding, girl meets boy, boy seduces girl, girl takes boy home and they fuck. Perhaps never to meet again: the classic ‘one night stand’. The swing scene is a little more organised or even civilised? I have had several one night stands, usually with someone I knew or was vaguely acquainted with. I remember this one time, I went out with a few of my work colleagues to see a band In the group was a very straight, Sensible Guy I worked with who I had sensed was becoming attracted to me. Taking discreet peeks out of the corner of my eye, I noticed him talking to another co-worker - a bit of a casanova. I think he may have suggested to Sensible Guy that I was a bit of a tart and that I’d be a pushover to get into bed that night. Well, of course I was..a tart and a pushover. SG asked me to dance, and I thought my dreams had come true. It always surprised me when really attractive guys took an interest in me as I never considered myself a classic beauty - great bod but a freckly face kid all the same. After the first dance I was smitten. He came home with me and he fucked me with his uncircumcised cock (my first one), so intriguing at the time. And next morning we went our separate ways. I had little to do with him after that. Sensible Guy just didn’t seem interested anymore. I strongly suspect he lost the bet! The experience left me feeling like a bit of a tart that time. However I was oblivious to any gossip. Perhaps I was too busy to notice, so I just moved on to the next experience. Not without guilt or shame though, just moved on quickly. I was sharing a house with a girlfriend at the time who was in fact a gorgeous looking tart, someone with whom I could share some of my stories (she heard us rooting anyway!). I told nobody else about bedroom acrobatics with SG.
We have adopted the ‘swinging lifestyle’ as an extra to our normal daily life. It doesn’t dominate our life, but acts as a deliciously exciting addition, to be indulged in occasionally. It’s a luxury that we can afford, largely because we have such a strong relationship. We always play together, and we avoid any jealousy issues by doing so. It is also hugely exciting to watch my husband fucking another woman, and MM absolutely loves to see a nice man with his cock buried deep inside me. I become a ‘sexual goddess’ in his eyes!
Our philosophy now is that our approach to human sexuality is the way of the future. In the brief period that we have been playing with other couples and single guys, we’ve noticed a huge increase in the number of people on the websites devoted to the swinging lifestyle. We no longer have to go looking for sexual partners - there is a constant flow of potentials approaching us through the websites we subscribe to. Bring ‘em on!
The people we meet for the primary purpose of fucking are always interesting, often very attractive, good company, and best of all, we can be totally free and open in what we say, what we do, and how we behave with them. The normal social rules of behaviour are set aside. It is often said that sexual fantasies are usually better than the reality, but our experiences have been generally better than the fantasy.
To be able to unashamedly share our bodies with others is incredibly liberating and satisfying.
As it turned out, he was friendly, good-looking, the right age, fit and healthy, and in need of ‘relief’ - it had apparently been a long time between roots for Colin, and he declared that he was quite attracted to me. So, all positives, off we went, back home for what has become the usual routine: drinks, love-nest tour, fill spa, nude up all, together in spa, hands wander, hands wander further, kissy-kissy, nipple sucking with tit-fondling, cock-sucking followed by cunt-licking (egalitarian), towel off, to the bed for extended fucking in all kinds of positions, dunk in the pool to cool off.
Love it...
It was all over in 5 hours. Meet, drink, root, bye-bye. Bizarre, huh? But is this the way of the future...? Will it be considered normal in the future to meet your friends for drinks and take them home for a fuck rather than having dinner with polite conversation and afterwards going home separately? We think so..
Eventually though, with Colin pumping away a my pussy, I had to fake an orgasm. First time sex with anyone is usually a bit of a disappointment. I’m certainly improving my fake orgasm skills, although lately I have surprised myself as my pussy has become really really wet while being fucked. I take a lot of ‘encouraging’. It takes a lot of good fucking but lately I can get squishy wet, really wet - not particularly juicy - just wet. Its a good sign - I think by body is slowly unblocking/unlocking her secret barrier. Of course MM is delighted. The wetter the better. He likes it sloppy....but more importantly, for me to have a real screamer of an orgasm would be the fulfilment of his most ardent desire.
The swing scene is not unlike the experience of going out as a young girl, all dolled up and dressed for breeding, girl meets boy, boy seduces girl, girl takes boy home and they fuck. Perhaps never to meet again: the classic ‘one night stand’. The swing scene is a little more organised or even civilised? I have had several one night stands, usually with someone I knew or was vaguely acquainted with. I remember this one time, I went out with a few of my work colleagues to see a band In the group was a very straight, Sensible Guy I worked with who I had sensed was becoming attracted to me. Taking discreet peeks out of the corner of my eye, I noticed him talking to another co-worker - a bit of a casanova. I think he may have suggested to Sensible Guy that I was a bit of a tart and that I’d be a pushover to get into bed that night. Well, of course I was..a tart and a pushover. SG asked me to dance, and I thought my dreams had come true. It always surprised me when really attractive guys took an interest in me as I never considered myself a classic beauty - great bod but a freckly face kid all the same. After the first dance I was smitten. He came home with me and he fucked me with his uncircumcised cock (my first one), so intriguing at the time. And next morning we went our separate ways. I had little to do with him after that. Sensible Guy just didn’t seem interested anymore. I strongly suspect he lost the bet! The experience left me feeling like a bit of a tart that time. However I was oblivious to any gossip. Perhaps I was too busy to notice, so I just moved on to the next experience. Not without guilt or shame though, just moved on quickly. I was sharing a house with a girlfriend at the time who was in fact a gorgeous looking tart, someone with whom I could share some of my stories (she heard us rooting anyway!). I told nobody else about bedroom acrobatics with SG.
We have adopted the ‘swinging lifestyle’ as an extra to our normal daily life. It doesn’t dominate our life, but acts as a deliciously exciting addition, to be indulged in occasionally. It’s a luxury that we can afford, largely because we have such a strong relationship. We always play together, and we avoid any jealousy issues by doing so. It is also hugely exciting to watch my husband fucking another woman, and MM absolutely loves to see a nice man with his cock buried deep inside me. I become a ‘sexual goddess’ in his eyes!
Our philosophy now is that our approach to human sexuality is the way of the future. In the brief period that we have been playing with other couples and single guys, we’ve noticed a huge increase in the number of people on the websites devoted to the swinging lifestyle. We no longer have to go looking for sexual partners - there is a constant flow of potentials approaching us through the websites we subscribe to. Bring ‘em on!
The people we meet for the primary purpose of fucking are always interesting, often very attractive, good company, and best of all, we can be totally free and open in what we say, what we do, and how we behave with them. The normal social rules of behaviour are set aside. It is often said that sexual fantasies are usually better than the reality, but our experiences have been generally better than the fantasy.
To be able to unashamedly share our bodies with others is incredibly liberating and satisfying.
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