Our first time switching (M/F,M/F)

Long time lurker here, not really sure how this story will be taken. I guess I am just trying to get this story out there and at the end try and get some advice as to where to go from here.

For obvious reasons this is a throwaway to protect those involved.

First off I suppose I had best describe the individuals involved: Jen is in her mid-thirties and is married to Jim. She is around 5’ 10”, fit, fake breasts that are in the 34 DD-ish range. Very talkative and outgoing. Not shy in the least bit.

Jim is in his late thirties to early forties, again, married to Jen. He is around 5’ 11”, extremely in shape. Much quieter than Jen. The two of them are active in the swinging lifestyle and are good friends of ours.

Rebecca is in her early twenties and we are dating. She is 5’ 6”, fit, 34DD, but are real as opposed to Jen. She has a cute ass that is perfect for her body, even though she would like it to be bigger. She is a bit shy until she gets comfortable and will be very open after that.

Opening up (group)

I posted yesterday my back story titled Then and Now. Which covers over a decade and a half. It explains how me and my first wife started with a threesome with a single male friend. Then expanded into a regular foursome when we added a single female friend. They are Tom and Maddy now a married couple.

The four of us eventually met an English couple (Duke and Laguna) lol Duke not his real name but it stuck. They introduced us into the larger group sex science and we had some great times. As I mentioned in my original post my wife Allison passed away at 39. I was devastated and even though I visited all of our friends I bowed out of the get togethers. Just to hard on me.

I eventually stared hooking up with Tom and Maddy and they help me through some rough times. I also poured my self into doing alot of cross-fit training just seemed to be a good release. This is how I met myxcurrent wife Miya. She is a beautiful Dominican of african decent. We talked alot at the gym and eventually dated and wed. I am 5'10 and fit she is 5'6 and fit with amazing curves.

Husband (f)inally unlocks the (m)agical doorway to a better world. There is hope for us all!

First time storyteller, but I'm too fucking excited not to share it all.

Background: my wife and I have been married for ten years this summer (after 3 years dating in college). I am an average build 6foot 32year old brown haired white guy; 175lbs and average fitness for a professional office worker. My wife is about 5'10, red head, elementary school teacher about 135lbs with a decent exercise routine and a hot mom body for having 3 kids.

I have been the more sexually adventurous one, always pushing the boundaries where I can, but for the most part being shamed back in my corner. My wife is very conservative and has always said she wants to "do sex differently", but for the most part that means more candles lit and a different section of the bed. My wife has NEVER seen porn (so of course it has been my duty to consume enough to fulfill both our quotas), gets mad at the mention of anything different than vanilla sex, hates sex toys (I tried), and well we can just sum it all up here by saying that she has never masterbated and refuses to even touch herself while we have sex.

Then and Now (group sex)

The beginning. My first wife of nine years passed away when she was only 39. We were married only nine years (no children) and the first five it was all about us. We were both in the military during a time when work hard play harder was the name of the game.

We had a mutual friend who was divorced and would hang out with us. I could tell he lusted after my wife and they would flirt alot. My wife was very fit with peircing blue eyes. One night after playing sofball and a few beers we ended up back at our place. We all showered and settled in for more drinks.

Eventually I was getting tired from the being out in the sun all day and the beer. I told them I was going to bed and they could keep at it. I lay down the hall and the talking became whispers. Eventually my wife came into the bedroom and said my friend needed to talk to me. She stayed in the bedroom.

[MFM] Blindfold Birthday Surprise for Kat

Sometimes my fishing obsession can be a problem, especially when on vacation with my wife. We rarely get away without the kids, so when we do we really have a chance to connect, so when we went to a resort in the Caribbean I planned on limiting my fishing to a few hours a day and giving my wife, Kat, plenty of attention.

We were at a resort with a pool, bar, and beach — with cabana staff to bring drinks to the beach. I headed out Tarpon fishing early, hoping to get back by lunch.

Kat slept in and worked her way down to the pool, and started the day off with a tropical drink, which got her loosened up. She always had that one bikini she only wore on vacation with the two of us — way too revealing to wear around people we know. Usually Kat was a little self conscious about her 34DD breasts, but vacation was a time for her to free herself of inhibitions since there was no one around she knew. For someone in her 40s, she had a smokin’ hot body, but sometimes it was hard to convince her of that fact.

[M]y first big black cock

Sorry about the long post guys but there were a lot of details I wanted to include!

A little about me. I'm 27, masculine bi, white, with a ripped/lean build. My best quality physically would have to be my big bubble butt. I get compliments about it from a lot of women and even some men. I'm a bottom and have only fucked 5 guys my entire life, 4 white and 1 Latino. And I finally got my chance to get fucked by a black cock just a week ago.

Last Friday night, I decided to grab some dinner with a friend of mine in Hollywood. After we were done, my friend offered to give me a ride home but I told him I'd uber it. It was only a 25 minute drive anyway. I made my way down the street and stood at the corner of the street trying to call a ride and behind me were 2 black guys just hanging out and chatting. Both were good-looking, pretty dark, and very huge/muscular.

The Ecstasy of Being Destroyed by The Girl You Love [MmF, anal, fdom, huml, nc, feminization, love]

Christie and Steven were two of my best friends. I eventually told Christie I couldn't come to the wedding because I was in love with her. We'd all met at an architecture program in Wisconsin. I ended up dropping out and becoming an accountant but not before we'd all had an incredible two years together. I was older because I'd spent some time out of school and then tried to go back. Anyway, that was four years ago. I'd just turned thirty two–they're both twenty six–and I felt like my life was over.

I thought I'd live some grand adventure. I always thought life would be like the movies. But I was just too soft, too lazy, to ever do anything remarkable. I wasn't a complete slob or vagrant. Nothing obvious. I would just sit around and collapse after a day of work. I'd binge watch TV instead of practicing some difficult art. I'd exhaust myself on pornography instead of exercising or chasing true love. As I went to talk to Christie, to shrug out of her wedding, I could see my whole life toiling out ahead of me, locked-in on a boring path all the way to the grave.

A newly bisexual [m]an’s third ti[m]e gets kinky.

I wasn’t sure why I even kept doing it. I'd experimented with other men a few times before, but they were all fairly neutral experiences, and I was, and still am, certain that women are my ultimate desire. Still, I have these episodes where I get so sexually frustrated, excited, and curious, that I am compelled to lust for men.

So that is what brought me to Trailer Guy. I guess you might call him white trash, but he's kind of endearing to me, maybe a step above that. Still, Not exactly the type of person I would introduce my friends to. He was in his mid-thirties (me in mid-twenties), lived in a trailer park, drove a pickup, wore a baseball hat all the time, average height, goatee, not exactly handsome, but not ugly. He just looked like a guy, you know? We met online, had some drinks and played pool. I'd been with him before, driving to his trailer discreetly in the middle of the night. So though I'd done this before, I was nervous this time, driving to his place. I was asking myself 'why do you keep doing this?' My hands got cold from my nerves.

Last night in NYC tonight; I’m going to my favorite swingers club… And taking suggestions :) Will report back tomorrow!

I woke up this morning in my hotel. The stress of my move is nearly over, I thought. This is my last weekend in NYC before relocating. I have the whole weekend free! This rarely happens. My friends are out of town, and I leave on Wednesday. What should I do with myself?

I got distracted by super strong morning hornyness. I haven't had sex for moooonths. I'm overdue. And writhing.