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You want to do what? August 27, 2008

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First I want to thank everyone for their comments and advice.  I really appreciate that someone would take time out of their day to read my posts and to actually comment. You give me the focus and motivation I need to keep posting my twisted thoughts and sexual adventures.

Anyway, It’s been over a month since the last time we swung with Sara and Ron. We still chat regularly but our personal and work schedules have been out of sync. Laura and I haven’t had a night out together without the kids in a real long time and its been straining our relationship. That coupled with the fact that the summer is winding down and Laura has been running out of things for the kids to do during the day have put a lot of stress on her.

Friday night we went over her parents house with the kids for a little pizza. Her aunt and uncle were over and everyone was having a good time. The nights were starting to get a little crisp and we all sat outside by the fire pit. I smoked a toothy Nicaraguan cigar with Laura’s uncle while she sat with her aunt and mother venting about the kids, the dog, and life in general. She was kicking back the beers with ease and before long it was time to get the kids home to bed.

We got home way past the kids bed time and Laura and I had a few more cocktails when we got home. At this point Laura was pretty buzzed. We watched a few Live Sex Cam shows on SwapperNet and she dropped a bomb.

“Joe wants to know how he can submit his application for the MMF (Male-Male-Female Threesome)?”, she said casually as she made her way to the kitchen to get another drink.

“What! I don’t know. Why? When did you talk about this with him? Was is recent?”, I replied in shock.

…A little background info on Joe.

Joe is a guy that Laura worked with at her last job. He is in his late thirties, tall, dark and handsome. He is unhappily married and apparently his wife never gives him sex. Laura doesn’t really inform me when or how much they still chat but I do know that they Instant Message each other during the day and occasionally call each other on their cell phones. Once in a while Laura goes out with her old friends from work and he is always one of the three or four guys she hangs out with. I have only met him once or twice and in general I don’t know much about him or any of the people she hangs out with.  A few years ago I found love letters to my wife from one of her old work friends. It almost broke us apart when I threatened to leave and to call the guys wife. Long story short we worked it out and have been mending our relationship ever since.

… Back to the story

“He mentioned it a while ago…”, she said dodging my question

“What about his wife?”, I asked

She is a bitch, she never gives him sex, and he’s unhappy.

When my best friend was unhappy with his wife and was testing the waters by going out to bars and talking to other women you called him an asshole, I replied. Now your friend wants to have sex with you without his wife knowing and that is okay? I don’t get it.

“I am very attracted to him and I’ve fantasized about being with him for some time now.”, she said quietly. She was clearly feeling good from her liquid courage.

I would consider it but honestly I have some reservations. Since you already told me you are attracted to him what happens when I am not home and you just need someone to fuck? What happens if you become more attracted to him and want him instead of me? It could be fun there are just so many what if’s including the fact that he is MARRIED!

What would you say if I told you I wanted to have a threesome with Mrs X? (The sexy chick I work with who knows we are swingers)

Hell No. Over my dead body! I hate her but I would have a threesome with Sara or Beth. I wouldn’t be jealous with them…

So maybe it was the alcohol or maybe Laura is finally feeling more comfortable talking about what she really wants. This is a side of her I’ve never seen and it kinda turned me on.

“Are we going upstairs to fuck or not?”, she asked. She was already dashing up the stairs to put fresh batteries in her favorite toy. I ran up the stairs behind her taking two at a time. When I arrived in the bedroom she was already naked with toy in hand.

“Get licking”, she said laughing as she spread her pussy lips for me. I wasted no time, pants already crumpled in a mound on the floor I dove in and went to town. I licked her and did the “alphabet” as her request. I also fucked her with her dildo while i licked her clit. It drove her wild. Next I made her suck my cock like she did to Ron. She has most certainly improved in the oral department but it didn’t last long. We had wild passionate sex in every position. When she was on top riding my cock she started moaning and telling me how much she wanted Joe’s cock in her ass.

You can have Jeremy’s cock in your ass if you want.”, I said. I know he isn’t that big. Do you even know how big Joe is?

I don’t. She moaned once more as her pussy contracted on my hard cock squeezing it and begging for it to cum. You are going to need some practice if you are going to lose your anal virginity. I pushed her off of me and told her to get in the doggy position. I got one of our anal butt plugs, lubed it up and pushed it deep into her ass. She came again instantly. We continued to play with toys and finally I exploded deep insider her.

We haven’t talked about Joe since but the thought of her getting all turned on and the fact that she had the courage to share her fantasy with me made me happy. I am really unsure about actually doing anything with him. Stay tuned.

Sunday Night Swap August 20, 2008

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I’m sorry I haven’t written in a really long time, however, I did say I have a bad case of ADD and I tend to go hot and cold with these type of things. Work is a mess and family life is just as hectic. I did want to write about our second swinging experience so….here we go…

A few Sunday’s Ago

This afternoon we went over Laura’s parents house to swim in the pool and to visit. It was so hot that you could actually see the humidly cling to the asphalt and hang in the air. It’s great to get outside and spend time at the pool with the kids and these are the days I long for in the dead of winter. Laura and I had a few margaritas and had a blast jumping in and out of the pool with the kids. While we were both doing a great job at chilling out and getting buzzed from her moms potent cocktails, we were also a bit apprehensive about tonight. This was the first time we were hosting Sara and Ron (or anyone for that matter) for a little adult fun at our house. Laura also had a lot on her minda since she has been planning for a important business trip all month.

We arrived home at almost 5:30. We had less than an hour to get the kids undressed and in their jammies, cook dinner, and shower before our guests arrived. Honestly, I was starting to get nervous. Am I really going to do this I thought? What if I can’t get hard or I get jealous? Do Laura and I need code words to communicate how we are feeling at any given point? My mind was swirling. Am I seriously this buzzed?

I got the kids situated with a movie and a bucket of pop corn and sent them down stairs to the theatre. Moments later Sara and Ron arrived. He looked just like i pictured him. Tall and skinny with a goatee and his hair pulled back in a pony tail. He looked vaguely like a lead singer from a band but I just can’t put my finger on it. He was dressed very casual with tan cargo shorts and a T shirt and some new Airwalk kicks. She was a little different than I had remembered. She was almost as tall as me with long auburn or dirty blonde hair. She wore tight fitting jeans with a button fly and a sexy T shirt with a black fishnet shawll. Her face was delicate and sublte. Her long hair fell across one side of her face and her smile and eyes were infectous. She definately seemed more attractive than the last time I saw her. We all sat down at the kitchen table and chatted while the kids were watching their movie in the basement. It funny when you have swingers over to your house how quickly conversation turns to sex.

“We went to a party last night and stayed till 4 AM.” Sara was telling Laura in her breathy voice. They had a nice pool and people were camping at thier house but it wasn’t really that fun. Some of the games were interesting. The dildo relay race was a big hit!

Ummm did she just say Dildo relay race? I thought to myself as I was taking food out of the fridge to cook on the grill?

I took it easy on the alcohol since I was still feeling buzzed. I took a bottled water from the fridge hoping it would calm my nerves and help me sober up. We cooked burgers on the grill and I made summer corn on the cob with some potato salad. I wasn’t really in the mood to eat dinner. My stomach was doing back flips and I overcooked my burger so I only ate about half of it. After everyone was finished eating the kids came upstairs and Laura and I got them to bed. I had an opportunity to talk with Laura upstairs while we were alone but at this point everything was going smoothly. We were having good conversation – mostly about sex but we discussed other things. Things seemed natural and we never even discussed what was about to happen.

Laura knew what she wanted. She wanted Ron. She wore a sexy black polo shirt with no bra. We keep our house cold so it wasn’t long before you could see her tight little nipples poke through. She also wore a short little miniskirt with no panties on underneath.

We decided after dinner to move the party downstairs. We all filed into the theatre and things started to get a little awkward (for me at least). Our home theatre has two row of seats. There are three seats in the back row and three seats in the front row. I was last to enter the theatre and Laura and Ron were already getting comfy in the back row. We put music on and again conversation quickly turned to sex. I was sitting in the front row with Sara and out of the corner of my eye I caught Laura and Ron touching and whispering. Laura had a blanket on her lap and I was wondering what was going on underneath.

We spent about a hour down there until Laura exclaimed, “Lets get this party started. Lets put a porno on the big screen.”

I laughed nervously. Okay I replied. Let me get the collection.

I ran upstairs to get our personal stash of porn. I came down with about a dozen DVD’s in hand.

“Oooohhh Porn.”, Sara moaned. Is that your entire collection?

Yeah, I hesitated. Why?

“Its so small. I can’t believe thats all you have. Ron and I have a whole drawer full at home. Let’s see what you got. You can tell a lot about someone by the type of smut they watch. She said with a wink.

We had a lengthy discussion about our likes and dislikes with regards to porno. I  learned that some porno’s loop certain clips to make them longer. I also learned that “Bi” in the title of a Porno refers to Guy-Guy action and NOT Girl-Girl. (Apparently the Girl-Girl is a given) Laura was getting anxious to either fuck or to have our guests get the fuck out. Is everything okay? She mouthed to me when no one was looking, I was feeling a little better although I still couldn’t tell where Sara’s head was. I’m good. I mouthed back to Laura. It was getting late and it was time to make my move.

Sara and I were standing up near the back of the theatre. I inched closer to her and finally reached in for a kiss. It was amazing. I know I am really naive when it comes to this type of shit but Instantly I knew where Sara’s head was at. She was feeling me up and kissing me passionately. She was aggressive and a deep kisser. Lets move over to the front row of seats I suggested. As soon as she sat down I leaned in again for a kiss. First, I brushed her long hair to one side and kissed her on the neck. She moaned and kissed me again deeper than before. She got up and straddled me on my seat. As she was getting positioned I caught a glimpse of Laura going down on Ron. Sara mounted me up and took her top off. I caressed her breasts while we kissed some more. It was not an ideal seating position since she couldn’t really spread her legs enough to grind on my cock but we made due. I moved to Sara’s nipples. I licked and sucked each nipple teasing each with flicks of my tongue. Sara was aggressive which I like. She wasted no time. She got up and pulled off my shorts and boxers like a pro. Moments later she attacked my cock like a cheetah. I was still a little nervous and uneasy that I couldn’t see what Laura was doing behind us but Sara put my mind at ease.

I have never had a better blow job in my life. It was amazing. She started off by taking the whole cock in her mouth. It wasn’t fully hard but it didn’t take long before it was. Soon she was alternating between taking the entire shaft deep inside her warm wet mouth and teasing the throbbing head with her tongue while she milked my shaft. She kept going up and down the shaft and twisting with her hands,  then she would tease the balls then back to deep throat. It felt awesome. I could have definately cum in her mouth which she later told me she would have liked but I felt like I needed to make her cum first.

At this point Laura was bent over the first row of seats and she was getting banged doggy style by Ron. I thought I would be jealous as hell but in all honesty I was beyond it. If anything I was getting more turned on. I told Sara that I wanted to do the same thing to her and she nodded as she assumed the position. I had a bitch of a time getting the condom on. I borrowed one of Ron’s and it was too tight for my cock. I started fucking Sara doggy style but before long my hard on was rapidly leaving.

This is NOT fucking happening I thought to myself!!! Laura and I have been together for over twelve years and I can count the times we have used condoms together on one hand. We both hate them and we have always been monogamous so we never had a need. Sara sensing my frustration and guilt said it was okay and began sucking me again.

“I hope you know I am going above and beyond”, she said. I hate the taste of latex!

When I was hard again I decided we needed another position. We moved over to the floor in the front of the theatre and by this time Laura and Ron were finished fucking. Ron left the room and I motioned to Laura to come over and help me take care of Sara. I licked Sara’s completely shaved pussy while Laura and her made out. She was right. Yuck. The taste of latex was not at all pleasant. Nevertheless I was getting super turned watching Laura and Sara kiss. I tried another condom and unfortunately the same thing happened. The condom choked off my hard on and I couldn’t finish. I can’t believe this is happening. In my disgust I removed the condom and tossed it to the side. WTF am I going to do I thought.

Laura was straddled over Sara’s mouth as Sara was lying on her back on the floor.  It was quite a sight. Laura had her miniskirt on with no panties and Sara was taking some liberties with her already wet pussy. Once again my cock was hard and I was determined to cum. I approached Laura from behind and slid my cock into her. She was soaking wet from her orgasm(s) with with Ron and from Sara’s tongue. I pushed my cock deep inside her soaking pussy as I was kneeling behind her while Sara was licking us both. Her tongue slid over my shaft and Laura’s clit as I was fucking my wife. It felt amazing and I would have loved to cum.

“You need to fuck Sara”, Laura whispered in my ear as I was fucking her from behind. Cmon!

I took yet another condom and started to fuck Sara. She was still on her back and I rubbed my cock on her clit. I could feel my shaft slowly deflate like one of those balloons that the creepy clowns make into shapes for little kids. I was inside her for a few moments and she was really tight. I slowly pumped in and out and was getting into a good rhythm when I lost it. Despite the fact that both of my knees were losing chunks of skin on the new carpet (Apparently the rug wasn’t as soft of as comfortable as I had envisioned) I could have pressed on. That was until I looked a few feet from Sara’s head and I was mortified to see a chunk of dog poo laying on the carpet. I knew I caught a foul whiff of something but this was the final straw.

I can’t do this! I said. There is a chunk of poo by your head, I can’t deal with these condoms and I can’t feel my legs.

I felt horrible. Really really horrible. I wanted to give Sara at least one orgasm but between the condoms not fitting and killing my wood, my nerves, dog poo, and the fact that chunks of skin were missing from both of my knees I had to pull the plug. After our guests left I finally got to cum with my wife. She let me fuck her on our nice comfy bed and it was wonderful.

Three Weeks Later

We still talk to Sara and Ron almost every day although we haven’t seen each other since. Laura and Ron text message each other all the time and Sara and I chat via Yahoo Instant Messenger or on our Cell Phones. Sara has been insanely cool abou the entire episode. She told me that the husband of the first couple they swung with had the same problem and that I needed to experiemnt with different brand condoms to find one that fits. It also doesnt hurt if you practice with Laura once in a while she explained. I am not sure if the physical attraction between Sara and I is really there. She is not as hot as my wife by any strecth of the imagination but we really click in a intellectual level. I know that she is in to my since she is always asking to “fuck” and she has told me she would love to have me cum in her mouth and she would even consider giving my anal. I don’t know I am just not sure. I would really like to meet up with a few of the other people I have met online who I think I would be a little more physically attracted to but who knows at this point. In the next days and weeks I will try and get a handle on where we stand with Sara and Ron and where Laura and I want to take this new found hobby of ours.

A letter to my wife August 8, 2008

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To my best friend,

Funny how time flies. I can remember sitting in my bedroom over ten years ago typing you love letters on my computer. I’ve always been a geek and my typing skills are still way better than my embarrassingly weak chicken scratch. It’s amazing to sit back and reflect on how much our lives have changed in a single decade. Yeah I said it. Decade! Face it we’re getting old…

Every day I am grateful that I met my best and one true friend at such an early age. We may not always see eye to eye but you have always given me the freedom to grow and explore areas of myself I have never known. I understand that having a husband dive head first into a being a Vegetarian, PETA Supporting, political news junkie hasn’t been easy. I appreciate that you were always there with me making your opinions abundantly clear. You should know you are an amazing person. J and C are lucky to have a mom like you. As they grow older they will look back and be thankful that they had a mother who sacrificed her career to spend every waking moment caring for them and nurturing them. I know I don’t say it often enough but you are the love of my life and I will love you till the end of time.

I have done a lot of thinking over the last week. A lot! For one, it seems like you have been gone for a month now. I am not sure what I would do without you. Our new experiences together have also had my brain working on overdrive. One thing is for certain. I feel closer to you than I have in a long time! I don’t know what it is but immediately after our experiences, I feel this intense emotional connection with you. It feels like the nervous, excited, all consuming flood of emotions I experienced when we first stated dating but yet different. I’ve been dying to share how I’ve been feeling but we have been so busy and you’re in Boston for the week so I figured it was best to write it down.

Sex in any marriage can be a sensitive subject. I would suspect that many marriages have failed due to one or both partners being unhappy in the sex department. Some people might end up silently resenting their partner and others may resort to having affairs and leading a double life; lying to the ones they are supposed to love the most. I can say with absolute certainty that I have and never will be that person. I love you too much and would never want to hurt you. One thing that has made our relationship great is that we’ve always been open and honest with each other. I never want that to change and in fact, I want it to get better. For me, swinging has really got me in touch with how I am feeling and I think we have been more open with each other than ever. As long as we are together, I hope you know that there is nothing you should feel scared, ashamed or embarrassed to tell me. As long as you want to be with me and we talk about what we are feeling how can things ever go wrong?

Reflecting back on our new experiences, I think I’ve finally admitted to myself that I’ve been jealous you have been with other people before me. It was nothing that I consciously admitted to myself but I think its always made me feel like I was inferior in a way. It is extremely liberating to know that you were there with me when I had the chance to experience another woman. I feel like a weight has been lifted from my shoulders yet in a way I also feel bad. I was really upset that I couldn’t finish with Sara. In some ways it makes me feel like less of a man as stupid as that may seem. When you were kissing and holding Ron on the back row of the theatre I felt my stomach clench up in knots. I was jealous because you are so sexy and hot and I felt that you were out to get what you wanted that night. I think I was still a little unsure of what I was expecting that night. Even so, I also feel slightly bad for enjoying watching you get fucked by him. You looked so hot bent over the front row; I wanted to take you then and there.

I have read about couples who enjoy seeing their partners have their sexual fantasies filled by another person or couple. On one level it seems incredibly hot and liberating but it also just doesn’t seem natural and it certainly wasn’t how I was raised. I think part of the allure for me is that I have been doing things I never thought I would do. To be honest, if you told me a year ago that I would be going to swinger parties and getting blow jobs from chicks I wasn’t married to, I would have asked you what you were smoking. It’s also been fun to see you getting all turned on and hopefully having some of your fantasies come true. It’s definitely been a trip but sometimes I don’t know. I think I would feel better if I knew that you were turned on by seeing me with another person even if you may be consumed by jealousy at first. There are just so many things swimming through my mind I can’t focus.

Whatever comes of this I want you to know that I am more in love with you than ever before. I missed you terribly this week and I hope you had a blast in Boston. You worked so hard on everything and you really deserved to have a great time. Hopefully now we can spend more time “talking” and “Snuggling”. I love you so much.