We celebrated his birthday right away with a leg-shakingly good romp in bed. At this point, all the swingers knew it was his special day, and both of us were turned on just by the thought of what could happen. My wife is 20 years younger than me, We are both considered attractive and jointly went down the ** route before we began a serious relationship. We began as friends and ** buddies as we each had just come through painful divorces. we went to clubs and from meeting people there got introduced to a home party group. We soon found that we each enjoyed the other being taken to great sexual highs. That was seventeen years ago. We are still together and now become married. We still swing, we love the exciting naughty atmosphere of parties, We both like watching the other getting a good **. We are same room, separate rooms which drives my imagine wild, group **, almost any thing goes except **. There is a lot to be aware of.... Less than 2% of marriage service more than 5 years. Usually the husband if all for it until she sees his wife int he act or she starts to cut him off. Most men as average size but also think they are small the first time you have someone larger your issues will start. The thing is you will not know it (this is a man thing). There is a whole evolutionary history behind what you plan to do and it is playing with fire that's is why mankind moved away form it as a part of our evolution away form the (so called) animal state. STDs pregnancy, imbalance in partners are all ignition points...So

An open marriage wouldn’t work for me, not the lady-killer. While the way she is, and the way she looks, I am sure she would be ** every weekend. Swinging is a bit like Communism. Great as an ideal, frequently sh*t in practise. The reason? HUMAN BEINGS! We have guidelines for example, we won't take one for the team. If one of us isn't interested we both aren't interested.Later, we attended a masturbation workshop, which would be better described as a meditation on self-pleasure. I have been together with my girlfriend for almost three years now. We have had a great relationship. It had always been of fantasy of mine to see her with another man or in a MFM. I told her about a year into our relationship and she never thought i was a weirdo or freak she just told me it was normal for a guy to have those fantasies.

As the scenery changed from the endless blue sea to the jade mountains of Bora Bora, we were both so overcome by the beauty that we couldn’t help but go to town on each other. He eased into his seat on the dance floor as she writhed her body around him in time to the music, making me wish it was my birthday, too. Thursday Karen has changed a lot over the last few years, she is a big time executive at her job, and makes a boat load of money. I am not sure how I even got her to date me let alone marry me. She works out almost everyday, which gives her a killer body, she still has big ** too, Go figure! Of course, having the kind of sex most people only get to fantasise about didn’t hurt either. Friday

Anyway we all agreed to go to a hotel that's when i realized my girlfriend was mad for lying to her and not telling her the truth about this swinging couple. She told me if we did anything that we were over. I told her lets leave i will not throw away three years for one night with this couple. She told me no we are doing this i want to do it. So i went along with it and we swapped and had a lot of sex and a great time with the other couple. Honestly, I liked them both and wish things had gone differently, but there are a few lessons I hope they learned from this trip. The couple had their first swinging experience in a club in Sydney, Australia, and were initially apprehensive. They didn’t have any sexual encounters but acted as voyeurs - watching others without getting involved. After a while, we had done about as much as two horny women could in a sea of bath bubbles and undulating bodies. We then faced what would become a familiar, pleasant dilemma: do we let the sexual energy just ebb away or do we try to parlay it into something more? I wanted more. This put me in a great mood as we returned to the ship, which must have turned on some kind of sex magnet.

I awoke to the glowing, golden hues of a Tahitian sunrise in the best way possible: with my husband’s face buried between my thighs. Like me, his libido was running at full capacity ever since boarding the Luxury Lifestyle Vacations (LLV) cruise through French Polynesia the night prior, and the moment I was awake, we needed to release that pent-up energy. We tend to be more open and less surface level, everyone is nude and disarmed without any judgments. I find with other women I can be honest and deep instead of competitive and catty as we are not sizing each other up to see where each of us sit in the hierarchy.My then-wife and I were living in a small town in Rhode Island. Being somewhat new to the area, we were still in the process of making new friends. Joe (we'll call him) was a fun-loving guy—the type to always be first on the dance floor at our favorite watering hole, pulling whomever was nearest to him along. He was handsome in his own way with blond hair and a muscular build.