We [MF] found a couple [MF] we really click with. Here’s what happened. Part 2 of 2.

This follows the other story I just posted…

I sat on the bed and watched Kate with my husband. I could tell he was close. I asked him where he wanted to cum. He said on her boobs. I was earning up to seeing them together and agreed. He clearly enjoyed it and gave a good account of himself.

I said I wanted to lick it up – that’s my cum! Kate came over. I took her boob in my mouth. It was so fun licking my husband’s cum off her. She took my hand and guided it to her clit. She was so wet. She soon started pushing my head down. Karl started smacking my bum and encouraging me. After a bit, Kate started moving my hand down to her asshole. I was surprised. We had said no bum things but that was more about me. It felt good so I rested my middle finger on her hole. She rocked gently into it, moaning. I eased it in and she pushed down. It felt so dirty! I felt her thrusting as she came. Her ass tightened around my finger.

We [MF] found a couple [MF] we really click with. Here’s what happened. Part 1 of 2

We got introduced to a couple who are further down the line with swinging. They’re confident and experienced and know what they like.

We messaged a bit then met up for dinner a few times knowing that it wouldn’t go anywhere. They are warm and friendly and really make us laugh. They are so cute together too. Really close and enjoy each others company.

They’re also attractive. He’s tall and masculine. Big arms. Blue eyes. Firm bum. She’s a bit taller than me. Brunette. Huge smile. Nice boobs and a bum to die for. Really.

All through the process my butterfly’s are growing. I knew I’d go through with it after the first meal but wanted to stick to the 3 meals plan to make sure. In the taxi on the way to a bar after the third meal I messaged my husband to ask if I could kiss them. He said I could and asked if he could kiss her. I said no. But then changed my mind as we arrived. I know I have to push myself with letting him do more. So that happened. We had a few kisses and I felt like a teenager.

My first time with another woman… And her husband [MFF] part 2

Continuing the story…

We stopped outside a semi on a smart looking road. I took a deep breath. Squeezed my husband’s hand. He mouth “are you ready? Are you comfortable?” I nodded. It was happening. Such a heady mix of nerves and sexual anticipation.

We went into the house and the husband shouts hi from the living room. “We’ve got guests” shouts Sally (I like when Harry met Sally so why not call her that?). We walked into the lounge and a tall slim man lifted himself from the sofa, turned the TV off and smiled at us. “I’m Harry”. We introduce ourselves and he gets us both a G and T.

We sat on sofas perpendicular to each other. Them on 1. Us on the other.

Sally introduces me to Harry in great detail. She remembered so much about me from our conversation. They tell us more about their situation and we quiz them a bit about swinging.

All the while I’m lusting after Sally and noticing how she interacts with Harry. He’s not as attractive as her, but he has a cute smile and a kind face. He strokes her knee. She smiles as he talks and rests her hand on his arm. She adds a detail or a sarcastic comment before he continues.

My first time with another woman… And her husband [MFF] part 1

I write a story but I think it was too long so I’m breaking it up. This is part 1

I’m in my late 30s. I’m married and I’ve known I’m bi since university. I’ve been on a journey with my husband exploring sexual desires and trying new things. We’ve been getting away for the weekend and going out to see if we can meet someone. Normally nothing happens. Recently, something interesting happened.

We were in a city quite far from where we live and went to a few places. We found a club with a wider range of ages than most. We danced for a bit then split up a little for a bit. I had a short shouted conversation with a guy. He leaves and I catch the eye on of a woman. She comes over and makes a joke about the guy I’d just been talking to. She’d talked to him too. We had a little laugh and she suggested going out of the main room so we could actually hear each other.

I [F] meet a younger guy in a club. Sucked him dry

I’ve continued to talk with my husband about fantasies and what we might want to do. He’s been encouraging about trying anything. He’s always on the look out for opportunities.

We were staying with friends a few weekends ago. They have kids so needed to go to bed fairly early. We decided to go out. Husband sensed an opportunity. We went to quite a cheesy 80s club. I just like music like that. I danced with a few guys.

1 guy was particularly attentive. He was with some friends that made me feel a bit self conscious. Still I enjoyed his gaze and I danced with my husband so I felt comfortable. He was very handy and affectionate.

My [F]irst time with a guy who isn’t my husband. Found a man on holiday!

I said I was hoping to meet a guy on holiday. A few people have asked about it so here’s what happened.

The plan was to hang around the bar a bit away from my husband. I did that for a couple of nights, intermittently. I spoke to a few guys but I wasn’t really feeling comfortable with any of them.

We spoke about it in the morning and I didn’t really want to keep doing the same thing. I wanted to enjoy being with my husband more. He asked me about the guy I had talked to by the pool. He was cute and funny and interesting. I was pretty confident that he wasn’t interested in me like that. But I said we should try to work out which bar he’s going to to see if he approaches me. Husband said we should just ask him out for drinks. I agreed but only if my husband asked.

My [F]irst encounter with a cock

I thought I’d share a formative experience for me.

By way of background, this took place quite a while ago. Some of the words are definitely correct, some or more the gist of it as I remember it.

I’m from rural England and enjoyed I very happy and simple childhood. My world was small and looking back I was quite sheltered. Then I went to university!

Given the mix of hormones and alcohol at uni, there was a lot of sex around. I found my thoughts were quickly dominated by sexual things – who’s doing what with who, what do they look like when they do it? How would it feel? Does everyone else masturbate? How often? What gets them off? What about him? What about her? You get the idea.

Unsurprisingly the thought life went have in hand with a fairly frequent masturbation habit.
I felt a disconnect between my thought life and how people saw me that was uncomfortable but also really fun.