December 1st, Finally Fucked Silly

Naughty Santa Claus reaching for Ellen's pussy! 

I was dressed as a very sexy Santa lady for the Christmas party at one of the swingers clubs.  My breasts were lusciously displayed in soft, red velvet with white fuzzy trim. The slightest shift in the wrong direction exposed my areola and my nipples could easily be seen if I leaned too far over or reached across the table.  My skirt was sooooo short that if I so much as stretched forward at all my ass was exposed for all to see.  I chose to wear revealing cheeky black lace panties…despite Nick’s request that I go without – which provided a bit of a tantalizing view of what men will have access to later in the night.  My black suede ‘FUCK ME’ boots with fuzzy white trim topped off the Santa effect.  I was so HOT!! As soon as I entered the public area of the club I started getting quite a bit of attention from the men and sometimes the women. My first clue was the reaction when I met Mark…the first man to cross my path.  Mark is a well-built black man of medium height with a substantial cock and a reputation for being a great fuck with serious staying power.  At the Halloween Party I watched him fucking a white woman while her husband enjoyed the view - forever it seemed.  He just kept going and going and going and she kept moaning and moaning and moaning…it was amazing.  I knew then that I wanted to fuck him.  Well, tonight he made it tremendously apparent that he wanted to fuck me as soon as we met. His hungry eyes roamed every inch of me undressing my already barely dressed body as he went from head to toe and back up again pausing at my delectably enticing breasts on both passes.  He could not keep his eyes off my body.  I smiled and made my visual appraisal of him as obvious as his was of me and said I looked forward to seeing him later.  My pussy was ready and willing!  I knew this was going to be a great night for fucking!!

The next hour or so was a fun time flirting with a few men but mostly couples.  I wanted to make a good connection for the night for some more threesome action. I checked out 4 different couples.   At the buffet line I met a couple, Susan and Karl.  They were near my age and HOT.  Both of them were sexy, she was lithe and he was muscular.  I chatted with them throughout the entire buffet line.  When we were heading to our own tables I introduced myself and said that I hoped to see them later.  It was clear early on that Karl was interested in playing with me.  Susan was friendly but slightly slower to warm up to me.  I met another couple at my dinner table but they were just a bit odd and he bordered on creepy…thankfully they were not interested in me either.  Then another attractive couple, Frank and Arya joined the table.  As we chatted I learned they were married and as the conversation went on it turned out that while they were married they were not married to each other!  He visits the club rarely and this was her first time.  I could sense excitement, reticence and apprehension from her.  She was being illicit and naughty and her energy and uneasiness was palpable. He, on the other hand, seemed reserved and a bit wary and cautious, especially when Kelly and I rapidly determined his career based on vocabulary he chose to use in conversation.  Certain professions are readily identifiable!!

During dinner Phil (who had asked me to fuck him in the wee hours of the morning at the Halloween Party) came up to the table and chatted with Kelly and me. He spent a significant amount of time staring at my breasts and then gave me a very sensuous, lasting hug that very clearly demonstrated his intentions for the evening.  I was flattered but had a different plan for the night.  After dinner Phil returned to the table and asked me to come with him. He had something to show me. It turned out to be his king size bed in his bedroom (he lived on the premises sometimes).  He offered for me to join him in his bed for the night and to spend the entire night.  I thanked him for his generous offer and headed back out to the public portion of the club.   While I was considering fucking him I did not want to actually sleep with him.  I explained to him that I liked he exhibitionist and voyeuristic aspects of fucking in the open play areas. 

When we got back to the public space Santa had arrived!!  I could not resist the opportunity to sit on Santa’s lap for a photo – a sexy Santa women sitting on the lap of a very genuine looking Santa Claus!  Then Phil, who was dressed as Santa’s Elf, joined the photo shoot.  So I got to sit on Santa Claus’s lap and his Elf’s lap.  During the latter my left leg was stretchered out over Santa’s lap with Phil’s hand running up and down my thigh as Santa reached over and grabbed my boob for the photo!! Very naughty Santa and Elf.  It was lots of fun, sexy and playful and did not go unnoticed by a fourth couple.  I saw them watching me and went up to them to say hello and get a feel for whether I would like to fuck them later.  She joked that she wanted her husband to sit on Santa’s lap but that he would not do it.  I noticed her European accent and we had a nice discussion about various accents from around the world since we both had significant experience overseas and deciphering accents.  She was attractive in a handsome European kind of way while he was decidedly striking in the sizzling European male kind of way – slightly olive skin tones, thick salt and pepper hair with a very sexy smile and a nice body.  She did most of the talking and he observed but did not engage.  When I left them I was not sure whether they would be interested in playing later or not, but we left the door open for an opportunity to arise later.

Shortly thereafter the dancing began and Phil materialized by my side in an almost supernatural fashion.  He asked me to dance and I accepted…but he did not lead me to the dance floor but rather to a miniature dance area draped in breezy gauze on the upstairs balcony.  It felt fantastically clandestine, just the two of us.  Phil is of shorter stature and spent the time dancing gazing with a hypnotic expression at my breasts.  His hands were on my hips and he was finding every opportunity to touch my body anywhere he could. He was seductive and his intentions were crystal clear.

After two brief sexy dances I asked him if he wanted to take me to the play area and fuck me.  He asked, again, if I wanted to go to his bedroom.  I reminded him that I like to watch people fuck, be watched while I fuck and listen to others while they are fucking – the aural stimulation is intense – so off we went.

We climbed up into a bunk so that we would have a good view of what was going on around us.  It was still early and the play area was not yet rocking. I slinked out of my Santa outfit but left my boots on. We kissed, he sucked and nibbled at my breasts and at one point he bit down pretty hard and pulled…I reminded him that my nipples are indeed connected!  While it did send a twinge of pleasure straight to my groin, I did not want to engage in painful play. He went down to lick and nibble my pussy.  Honestly, while it was pleasant, his technique did not rock my world.  He could bring me near an interesting edge of pleasure but was not able to push me closer to and subsequently over the edge in to the abyss of pleasure.  We fucked all the while listening to the ever-greater cacophony of sexual play coming from the mirror room.  Something wild and crazy was going on in there that required intermittent cheers and applause and I wanted to know what.  As I gazed in that direction I saw Susan and Karl enter the play area.  They both saw me fucking Phil in the bunk and smiled big smiles and waved warmly to me…..hmmm, I thought, I really wanted to go play with them.  Playing with Phil was fun but lacked the spark necessary for me to really enjoy myself.  I experienced a mild, gentle orgasm that told me that I needed, wanted and craved more but that Phil was probably not the best source of the more.   I wanted a threesome with Susan and Karl.  Before playing with Phil I had told him that I wanted to play with Susan and Karl when the opportunity presented itself.  So, after a while I took leave of Phil, headed off to refresh myself, changed into sexy black lingerie and went in search of Susan and Karl. 

It is amazing how people can just vanish in the play areas.  It all becomes naked exposed bodies rolling and writhing with pleasure in various positions in various locations – upper bunks, lower bunks, tiered platform beds, curtained beds, mirror room, large open play areas, rooms off the main play area, the sex swing, the froggie chairs….just so many places and positions to hide in.  It is often difficult to find the person or people you are seeking.  And in this case I was not able to find Susan and Karl.

After a while I ran into the European man that I had met after the Santa photos.  He smiled widely when he saw me and asked me if I would like to join him and his wife.  Ironically they were fooling around in the same play space as the last threesome I had!!  That nook must have special threesome vibes or something.  I asked his wife is she minded if I joined and she welcomed me in.  They had already been fucking for sometime so the mood and pace were mellow, gentle and flowing without urgency.  She asked me if she could see my breasts.  I removed my lingerie and she literally purred when she saw my breasts and reached to touch my left breast and began to kiss and suck on my breasts almost immediately.  Her husband slowly slid down my black lace thong, smiled, and told me to lay back and began to ardently eat my pussy.  His touch was warm, firm and confident and sent a flow of soothing energy into my body.  Anywhere he touched, my body felt exquisite. The couple took turns eating my pussy and kissing and sucking and nibbling on my breasts. She gently put her fingers inside me when she ate my pussy but was delicate and careful in her manner.  The pleasure was intense but not orgasmic.  I touched them both, though her more than him.  I took her breasts in my mouth and spent most of the time running my hands up and down her body.  They swiveled around me as positions shifted but I remained the center of the play and the focus of their attention.  Unlike my first threesome, there was no desire/request for me to suck his cock or to fuck the man.  It was clear that the cock sucking was the wife’s domain. It was a lovely exchange of pleasure but not in the orgasmic sense.    After some time the play organically ceased and I thanked them and went on my way.

At this point I returned to the main club area for refreshments.  I chatted some more with Phil who had the most uncanny knack of being there, wherever I was – watching me or literally right next to me -  and the oddly discomforting ability to isolate me from others with ease.  I found both these traits to be a bit disturbing.  After chatting about his professional life for a brief while and being invited to a house party (I would love to go to a house party!) the following weekend, I excused myself and went to speak with Kelly who I had not seen since earlier in the evening.  While I had been playing with Phil and the European couple (whose names I do not know!?) she apparently had an AMAZING fuck with Mark and told me that I really needed to fuck him tonight.  No need to tell me…I REALLY wanted to FUCK Mark, but he was busy fucking someone else at the moment.  So I hung out with Kelly and another couple, Bob and Gretchen.  I was intrigued by the blazing red latex short’s Bob was wearing and could not help but ask if I could touch him.  Needless to say he obliged and I checked out his latex and his thigh, which was nice and hard.  I would love to have explored his chest and pierced nipples as well, and wondered what it would be like to have my tongue dance around his nipples with those piercings – and I had to speculate whether he is pierced elsewhere...maybe next time I will find out! I have heard and watched Bob fuck Gretchen and it was an amazing sight and an aural extravaganza – they are amazingly vocal, especially Gretchen - and made me want to go up and ask to be next….of course they were in the froggie chair and I LOVE the froggie chair.  I would love to experience Bob’s renowned endurance and apparent specific expertise in the froggie chair.  While his cock seems about average, his skillfulness seems to put him on another playing field all together and I want to play with him!  I will have to ask Gretchen if she minds if I take her husband some night.  Although, I hear she is firecracker to play with as well and very orgasmic.  So maybe a threesome in our future…

After conversations with Bob and Gretchen on the differences between a sex therapist and a sex coach, Kelly and I headed back into the play area to seek out Mark and a man she wanted to fuck. We found them both with their partners in the beds near the top of the stairs.  Mark was on the top bunk fucking his wife.  As I lounged on the nearest bed, I had a sensuous view of his tight ass and muscular back as he rhythmically thrust in and out of her. The man that Kelly wanted to fuck was standing next to the lower bunk gazing into the upper bunk watching with a lustful look in his eyes as Mark fucked his wife. His partner was tending to his cock as he looked on.  She was sucking away when Kelly walked over and asked her if it would be ok if she sucked on his cock for a while. While the two ladies were alternately servicing his cock, Mark climbed down from the bunk walked straight over to me where I had been watching….and truth be told, waiting.  He leaned over kissed me hard on the mouth, smiled and said, “You’re next.” He disappeared to the loo and I went to watch as Kelly and the couple she was with moved to the froggie chair.  He fucked his partner in the froggie chair until her eyes were literally rolling back in her head and her body was utterly overcome by thrashing orgasms.  In her throes of orgasm, Mark came, took my hand, said he wanted to take me some place a little more private and led me away.

We went to the downstairs play area selecting a dimly lit area that afforded privacy and anonymity.  There were gauze curtains hanging between the beds, we choose a lower bed area.  He began to remove my lingerie and warned me that he was very oral.  He told me to lay back and began to eat my pussy.  It felt great, but I wanted to be fucked long and hard and was looking forward to being penetrated by his hard cock.  I did not have to wait long.  Laying on my back he thrust his cock inside me.  My legs were up either over his shoulders or with my feet pressed against the low ceiling of the bunk (a definite advantage to this play area – overhead leverage when fucking!).  As he pounded my pussy with his throbbing cock I smiled and began to moan it was so, so good.  Mark thrust his amazing cock with just the right amount of force, stimulating just the right places inside my cunt with the perfect cadence to make me come over and over again. Mark fucked me HARD and my body responded eagerly, voraciously and repeatedly. I repeatedly felt my hungry pussy contracting and grabbing his cock inside me as I bucked and cried out in pleasure.  He fucked me long and hard as I came over and over again. Then he fucked me on my side, which brought a new level of pleasure as his cock thrust up against an even more sensitive area in my pussy.  I came and came, again and again, blissfully and euphorically as he fucked me thrusting his cock in and out of my ravenous pussy.  I could not keep count of my orgasms they were so numerous. Mark was thrilled with my multi-orgasmic abilities and declared that “We are going to be very good friends.”  Yeah, for friends with benefits!!  I was already looking forward to fucking him as often as possible! We kept fucking and fucking shifting our position periodically between me on my back or on my side.  And I kept climaxing…rather vocally, crying out loudly at the intensity of orgasms. Then we saw Kelly walk by and Mark called to her and she came in and watched us fuck.  She told Mark that he had to fuck me from behind – doggie style.  And he did HARD with my ass up in the air and my head down on the bed.  He fucked me so hard and so proficiently that I came almost violently nearly bucking off his cock entirely.  He carried me through three phenomenal orgasms in this position until I could take no more and collapsed on the bed fully sated. 

November 30th, Anticipating Cock

I am craving cock.  I need to be fucked. I’ve lined up a babysitter and discussed my plans with Nick.  I am going to the club on Saturday night with soaring hopes of getting my pussy fucked over and over again by big hard cocks.  I am so unbelievably horny now that I know I am actually going.  The anticipation is immense.  The last night or two after I have drifted off to sleep I was marginally aware that I was caressing myself in my sleep. In a half slumber I realized that my hands were lightly massaging my breasts and that my legs were spread and I was stroking my inner thighs and abdomen...presumably with intent to pleasure myself. Throughout the day and as I drift off to sleep at night I imagined being fondled, grasped, pulled, massaged, fingered by strong, confident anonymous masculine hands…hands that roam all over my naked willing body.  No matter what I am doing during the day (driving, shopping, cooking, parenting, walking the dog, working), I am constantly feeling my legs wanting to spread open on their own volition, invitingly...my pussy begging to be fucked. I fantasize about my legs spread wide-open welcoming cocks to fuck my pussy over and over again.  My cunt is ravenous and impatient. I can feel gentle rolling waves inside as the anticipation of being fucked intensifies. My exposed pussy is willing and eager to be fucked by as many men that want me.  I want to feel their hard cocks plunging in and out of my pussy; thrusting deep inside and forcing the walls of my cunt wide apart to accommodate their substantial girth and feeling those cocks as deep as deep can go inside my pussy. My physical anticipation is palpable and my pussy is beginning to tingle at the prospect of being fucked by multiple cocks.  I am ready and wet with desire.

Orgasms for Longevity!

I read several articles today that tell me that I have to work a lot harder to have more great sex and reach orgasm repeatedly and more frequently.  I can FUCK my way into good health and longevity!  Who knew?  They don’t tell you that in sex education classes. I knew there was a compelling reason to have an open marriage and fuck lots and lots of men (and women)!!

An article on PsychologyToday.com said that women who have the most orgasms during sex live longer!  Hooray for my multi-orgasmic abilities! In an article on the future of orgasms with sex robots (you heard me),  Transhumanity.net actually said that “4-8 years of additional life can be garnered if we have 350-700 orgasms per year,” which means I really need to step up the pace if I want to maximize my longevity potential. Transhumanity.net also suggested amazing health benefits with the following:

“Orgasms reduce stress, insomnia, heart attacks, migraines, depression, addictions, aches, pains, menstrual cramps, endometriosis, type-2 diabetes, cervical & urinary tract infections, and risk of prostate cancer, plus they improve the immune system, heart rate, blood pressure, brain chemistry, skin health, pelvic floor strength, and they clean out carcinogenic toxins.”

I mean come on…. Is there anything that lots of great sex can’t cure??  But best of all   Transhumanity.net said “other studies report 2-3 orgasms per week can make us look 7-12 years younger.”  And who does not want to look younger after all?

Sexploration on NBCNEWS.com lists a range of health benefits thought to be garnered from good sex.  The article inadvertently makes a compelling argument for bareback fucking, as well.  Sperm as it turns out is good for me – both ingested as well as internally deposited! Sperm may actually have antidepressant qualities.  But…..only with your monogamous partner.  WHAT??? The article puts a culturally imposed judgmental spin on the health benefits of sex by saying “the assumed health benefits of sex are generally thought to accrue to people in loving, monogamous relationships or those flying solo. Risky sex with lots of partners will probably do more harm than good.”  And what? There is scientific evidence to support that statement??  Just saying. 

Me, I plan to fuck my way into longevity with lots and lots of mind-blowing sex as often as I can with as many partners as I can round up!  And for now, I will take a pass on the Sexbots. 

November 16th, Another Fucking Outing

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November 3rd, Exhibitionists, Voyeurs or Both?

With my husband home for a week we decided that we should take a night as a couple and go to a club to share some of the sexual titillation I have been experiencing.  We decided a visit to the adult social club was more Nick’s speed than a loud swinger’s club.  I had been once before last weekend (see my previous post, “Halloween Threesome”) and Nick really wanted to go and see what it is all about.  He knows the story of my visit and was really looking forward to going.  We had been warned that the night would quiet with low attendance following such a raucous Halloween party weekend.  But for me the difference between visiting the club on this visit and the one prior was vast.  Though I think it worked well as an introduction for Nick. 

I wanted to arrive dressed for the evening because I was not sure if we would be allowed into the sleeping area of the club before Nick completed the orientation.  So, we stopped off at a Home Depot for a legitimate shopping excursion and ended up changing into our club wear in the parking lot.   I know that sounds a bit strange, but amazingly in a busy weekend parking lot no one noticed what we were doing. We arrived at the club early for orientation – which I did again with Nick because I felt fairly certain that he did not want to do it alone – and then we became members.  This time there were very few people in the orientation. And the whole mood and energy of the club was unhurried and languid.  The frenetic energy of the previous weekend was completely absent.  It was hard to believe the life force that was present and the goings-on that had taken place within these very same walls the weekend prior. 

As soon as orientation was over seating began for the dinner.  In fact they had been waiting for the orientation to finish to get on with the evening.  This was a couple’s date night (and owner’s birthday party) so there was seating and table service.  We were seated at a small round table with only one other couple (Dave and Teresa).  I was bummed because I had hoped for a larger table so we would have a few other couples to talk to and get to know.  This couple was interesting enough to talk with but the possibilities for play were not there.  The requisite attraction was simply absent. The couple did not come to the club regularly and had not been to the club for at least a year.  I had been hoping that we could sit with a few people that could we could talk to about their lifestyle experiences so that we could learn more.

After dinner, it was announced that the kitchen had made a terrible error and forgot to serve the birthday celebrant his birthday dessert.  Then the staff brought out a table, a large tray of delectable dessert condiments (chocolate, whipped cream, berries, etc) and a naked woman (the Genie costumed woman from Halloween – small breast with BIG nipples….can’t remember her name).  She climbed up on the table and the birthday boy proceeded to drip and drizzle various sweet bits on her breasts and bare pussy and up and down her body.  Then he began to eat off of her and in some instances almost seemed to be eating her…first her breasts and then making his way down to her pussy.  His wife joined in the fun and began to prepare more naked lady for him to eat.  She thoroughly covered the woman’s pussy with whipped cream and chocolate sprinkles and patted it into place. Then he took a peeled banana, slid it between her legs, pulled it back out and began eating and repeated this process a couple of times being sure to scoop up whipped cream and bits of chocolate each time.  Then his wife began eating the delicious dessert lady as well.  All this was utterly hilarious and oddly intoxicating while being seemingly the most normal was to celebrate ones’ birthday ever.  This club has the unique ability to make all manner of generally culturally unacceptable behavior feel completely, utterly normal, healthy, positive and desirable.  I was completely comfortable with the scene and thought it was great fun.  I would imagine that it is intensely pleasurable and exhilarating to be the naked woman lying on the table in front of an entire room being decorated with delectable dessert toppings and then lapped, licked and sucked. Nick definitely seemed to enjoy it as well.

After dinner we danced a bit, but the music was not great and too low energy…and I can’t believe I am saying this, but, not loud enough?!  Nick and I do not have much of a dancing history; some how we just missed that during our 20 years. So we have never really found a comfortable dancing groove.  Given the lack of groove and mediocre music I decided that we should explore other aspects of the club and asked Nick is he wanted to go hang out in the hot tub.  I had not had the opportunity to visit the hot tubs when I came the previous week and it looked like a nice place to relax, meet new people and chat.  We dropped our clothes in the sleeping room and headed to the hot tubs.  We choose an outdoor hot tub and joined 3 other couples.  All three couples were older than us – one from the US and 2 Canadian. We had interesting conversation but nothing approaching anything more than normal everyday chatty conversation that one might have with a neighbor.  It is interesting that though we were all in the hot tub completely nude at an adult social club where we were all presumably going to have some variation of sex at some point in the evening nothing remotely sexually interesting happened or was said in the hot tub. That is until one of the women climbed in front of her husband and started arching her back while her partner massaged her breasts.  At this point another couple decided to squeeze into the hot tub – literally we were all squeezed in like sardines with 5 couples in the hot tub. We were all arranged in a repeating male-female configuration.  The woman next to me pretty much immediately began to run her left hand up and down my right thigh and caressing my knee.  She continued this for several minutes.  I was not quite sure what to think.  She had not looked me in the eye or sought any consent or complicity from me.  While theoretically I could have been potentially interested, I was held back by two factors.  Firstly, her husband made me slightly uncomfortable for reasons that I cannot put my finger on, and secondly, I felt like I should focus on Nick and was not ready to go in this direction yet.  So after some moments Nick and I decided to exit the hot tub and shower.

After showering I dressed in a bit of sexy lingerie that Nick and I had purchased earlier in the afternoon from a local sex-positive establishment, along with cock rings the Nick wanted to try.  We entered the play portion of the club and walked around to see what was happening and to find a place to settle.  There were a number of couples in various stages of sex to be seen right, left and center.  But the magnitude of participants, the proximity of copulating couples and the variety of sexual acts paled in comparison to what I had witnessed on my previous visit.  As a result the energy of the play area was completely different.  It was almost leisurely and indolent yet possessed a low level sexual hum that could be felt, seen and heard….and, I imagine, touched were I to reach out and touch.  But, I was feeling very timid in this completely new environment for Nick and I as a couple.  So Nick and I found a place near the entry to the play area that we decided would be good for play.  I was feeling awkward because I did not know how Nick would react to everything around us and I did not know what he wanted to do this evening.  He had told me that it was fine if I wanted to have sex with others, but I felt that I should stay with him this first night. And in all honesty, I feel somewhat inhibited with Nick in this environment and was reluctant to show him the brazen, uninhibited, sexual side of the animal that is Ellen.  I was also acutely aware that he has to be accompanied by a woman at all times while in the play area and could not be left alone.  And I did not think our first foray out together in our newly opened marriage was the best time for me to leave him alone nor for him to watch me fuck other people.  I like variety and anonymity and did not want to go too far and freak Nick out.  I thought I should be with him!  So I slipped of my panties off, leaned back and he began to enthusiastically eat my pussy – one of his all time favorite activities.  As he was licking and sucking and fingering me I was conscience of couples periodically walking by and looking in at us and occasionally pausing to watch my husband eat my pussy.  I was also watching Nick become aware of the couples moving past and seeing them observing us.  Nick appeared to find it erotic being watched as he was eating me and fucking me with his fingers, as evidenced by his cock beginning to respond slightly.  However, for me my mind was in a very anthropological mode and I felt like I was watching everything happen from a more analytical perspective rather than actually taking part in the sexual commotion.  My reptilian brain had gone dormant.  At this point we took a break and while I used the bathroom another woman (and her partner) looked after Nick since he was not supposed to be left unsupervised by a woman.  When I came out I noticed that my husband was being ever so slightly more friendly than normal when chatting with the couple.  I suspected that he might have been a bit of interest in playing with them but he said and did nothing to indicate to me that he wanted to move in that direction.  I did not pursue it because I did not want to play with anyone other than my husband on our first night out together since we agreed to open our marriage and fuck other people. I felt like baby steps were good for now.  Just fucking my husband in such an open environment would in and of itself be a big step for our us.

We walked around the play area a bit and I chose a new location where I thought perhaps Nick and I could get more visual stimulation.  We climbed up onto a platform bed that afforded us an excellent view of probably eight other couples fucking  - some gently and some vigorously; some quietly and some with moans, cries and guttural sounds loud enough to make me want to run and get in line to be fucked the same way!  The aural stimulation provided by hearing other couples making love or fucking (whatever the case may be) is intensely hot.  I loved seeing and hearing the others couples fucking and I wanted to fuck too.  But, while watching and listening to the juxtaposition of the melodious cacophony that surrounded us, I had been stroking Nick’s cock…without the slightest hint of interest from his cock. 

After a few moments of Nick and I mutually recognizing and quasi acknowledging that the visual, aural and tactile sensations Nick was experiencing were not enough to give him an erection, we decided to take another break.  We returned to the dinner/dance area for some refreshments and to survey the scene.  There were a handful of couples floating about but for the most part people were all engaging in some variation of sexual congress in the play areas.  At this point Nick told me that he had decided to try the little blue pill – Viagra – for the first time ever and see what happens. I think he was surprised and disappointed that he did not raise an erection on his own volition in such an overtly stimulating environment.  So he popped the pill and we headed back into the play area.  I was trepidatious since I had never played with my husband under the influence of a pharmacological lift and was not sure what to expect.

This time my husband chose the location for us to play.  He chose one of the two mattresses on the floor next to the froggy chair where Ron so thoroughly fucked me last week.  There was an attractive woman and her partner on the mattress next to us fucking quietly, periodically changing from position to position while another couple opposite us was vigorously and indefatigably fucking doggy-style with periodic slaps to her ass.  This particular couple fucked long and hard with her pussy getting hammered by his hard throbbing cock over and over and over again…and they continued on even after we left the play area. The stamina that can be found in some of the club members is truly commendable and enviable!

In our highly erotic new location Nick immediately went down on me again, though briefly, and then plunged his rock hard cock in my pussy and began to fuck me.  The little blue pill worked!! While he was going down on me and while he was on top of me thrusting inside me I was able to enjoy watching the couple next to us fuck as well.  After a bit we switched and I climbed on top of Nick, eased my pussy onto his cock and began to ride him – gently and then more intensely.  I like being on top because I can control both my orgasm and his to large degree.  When I am on top fucking I do not want to be touched and I do not want the man I am fucking to thrust at all…I want to do all the fucking in that position.  I want the control.  And, in this particular case it was THE place to be.  Not only could I fuck my husband hard and get myself off (and Nick), but I could watch two other couples fucking.  I was riding Nick and watching as the woman to my left sucked her man’s cock while he watched me ride Nick.  And directly in my line of vision, I could watch the exuberant doggy-style action with him still ramming his cock into her pussy over and over again and still slapping her hard on the ass periodically as he did so.  I loved watching these two fuck.  I never saw her face, but he was sexy and I loved his sexual fervor.   After watching both couples fuck for a while and unreservedly riding my husband, we reached a mutual orgasm.   We relaxed as the couple next to us finished fucking at nearly the same time the Nick and I climaxed.  After a few moments to catch our collective breathe, the doggy-style man opposite us said, “Ah man, it was so hot to watch you all fucking!”

Afterwards Nick and I slowly drifted back into the dining area for some refreshments.  On the way I encountered a couple arguing in the hallway.  It was the first negative vibe I had felt in the club and suddenly I held an enormous appreciation for management’s insistence that any and all fighting be taken home immediately….any negative vibe can be a real downer!  After a few glasses of yummy orange juice (guess it had been more of a workout than I realized!), I decided to go to the sleeping room and get some sleep.  Nick seemed hesitant so I told him that he did not have to come with me, he was free to stay out and socialize.  I thought it would be good for him to have sometime alone in the club – though he would be unable to go into the play areas without a female escort.  I know that he inhibits me and I inhibit him.  Perhaps on his own he could follow his instincts or desires without thinking of me. And I think I would have been fine if he had found a playmate to fuck, but he did not. I fell asleep fairly quickly and am not sure when Nick came to bed or when the other couple in the sleeping area came in.  The ‘other couple’ was the more interesting of the couples in the hot tub earlier in the evening.  I heard them come and go a few times during the night and in hindsight wonder if they left the room to fuck in the early, early morning.  At the break of light they were touching and rubbing each other all over….but they were not fucking as that is not allowed in the sleeping room.  Even so, it was not something that one could sleep through. Nick wondered later if they were trying to arose our interest in a morning bout of sex. Fucking a couple we just met together would be a superb next step in launching our open marriage and certainly an appealing way to start a fresh day!

You can read Nick’s version of the evening on his blog – Compersive Times.

October 27th, Halloween Threesome!

With ambivalence I decided to meet up with Kelly and travel with her to an adult social club – it ended up that I had to go through town that day so it really would have been stupid not to ride together.  Kelly is the wife of a man in whom I have taken a potential sexual interest…though as yet completely unrealized.   They are in an open marriage and she knows all about me.  But, I knew that going with her I would be scrutinized.  I arrived at her house at 2pm, as scheduled.  I met her at the front door as she was exiting to load her suitcase and Halloween costume in the car.  She invited me into the house and gave me a brief tour, which included her impressively large closets, and bedroom where she showed me her swing.  She says she loves her swing.  It is very strange to get a tour of Bill’s house by his wife – especially with her knowing that her husband and I are interested in fucking.  While we were waiting for Ruby (a friend of Kelly's) to arrive, I commented on how unbelievably pristine Kelly’s house was and that I could not imagine my house ever being that clean again given my boys and their remarkable ability to terrorize a house within minutes.  She said her house was always this clean – even with children.  Kelly offered to loan me a costume  - sexy pirate wench - but I had already managed to get a costume together and was uncomfortable with the idea of borrowing one of hers. Eventually Ruby arrived and we headed out.  We had one stop to pick up Lisa, another friend. Then we headed for the club which was several hours away.

In the car I tried to strike up conversation with Kelly, but it was a bit uncomfortable.  I was referred to as a “potential playmate” for Bill.  I asked her how she felt about Bill having playmates.  She told me that there are times when it is more difficult than others.  I made it clear that I felt uncomfortable sitting in her passenger seat  - particularly given that she had just expressed that she sometimes has difficulty with Bill having playmates - and it was clear to me that she was somewhat uncomfortable as well.  The entire drive up there was a bit of chitchat but Kelly mostly engaged with the ladies in the back seat of the car.  They were all already familiar and much more comfortable in conversation. We stopped at McDonald’s on the drive for a pee break and a grocery store for wine and medicines for the various maladies that seemed to plague the other ladies.

To be totally fair on the Kelly front, I can be an awkward conversationalist when I am feeling uncomfortable in a situation.  So, my perception of her could easily be warped by my own projections.  But, I am telling it how I perceived it that night.

Halloween cop - a dry run with Nick

We arrived at the club fairly early and had time to change and get situated in the sleeping area.   This club runs offers all night parties where one can stay over night and party until closing time the next morning. The Halloween decorations were amazing! I wish I could have taken photos to show the boys but cameras (and therefore cell phones) are prohibited inside the club, Driving through the gates and seeing all the outdoor lighting made things look a bit magical.  There were few people when we arrived, so I had a chance to see what the place looked like without being packed with people.  The dinner/dance areas were certainly nice and cozy despite the size.  It was a comfortable place pretty much from the start.  And seeing the various costumes of the people that were present already was interesting.  It struck me as very liberating that no one thought twice about a topless genie or any other scantily clad character.  It was all totally normal from the get go.   In the sleeping area we found Ron and Nora.  Both of whom took a moment to remember me – which I found to be very funny, but I suppose is the nature of the lifestyle…I mean really, how many people had they fucked since I met them at the swinger’s club two weeks prior.  Probably a lot!  Of course, Ron figured it out pretty quickly when he watched me (like a hawk) change into my costume from a vantage point of about 2 feet away and declared “I remember that bra!”   I dressed as a cop….something Nick, my husband, scoffed at until he saw me in the costume at which time my status moved up to ‘hot’!  The costume selection was ruled by one criteria….it was the only thing I could find last minute that fit me!  The costume I ordered did not arrive in time….maybe I will use it next year.

Eventually the orientation began and we had an hour-long tour of the facility, its history and rules.  We were a very large group for orientation and while touring the upstairs play area, we passed a couple fucking – they probably thought they would have a nice private fuck before the craziness started, but they ended up being on display for the entire tour group (which was huge) as we all passed by and peered at them.  After the tour we headed back for dinner.  I really, really enjoyed the orientation.  I found everything about the club to be presented in a really nice, comfortable manner.  I love the approach of it being a woman’s club/couple’s club and an adult social club rather than a swinger’s club, as the connotations are a bit different and it is a good way to establish a clear mindset for members from the get go.  I also felt very good about the approach to safety and the zero tolerance policies. After the tour we headed back for dinner.

Kelly disappeared during dinner and returned wiping her mouth indicating to Nora that she had just given 3 or 4 blowjobs….I do not think she ever finished her dinner.  But, I think light eating is probably a positive attribute on nights where one anticipates playing a lot. I had a nice conversation with Nora about her experience in the lifestyle and specifically asked her opinions about STIs.   She told me that in the 14 years she and her husband have been active in the Lifestyle that she had very seldom (maybe twice) has a run into an sort of STI.  She explained that the Lifestyle community is very small and people are very careful about health issues.  I had thought maybe Kelly and I would have had a chance to have some more conversation about some questions that I have had, but I really never got the feeling that she wanted more than a passing moment – she either was just into her own agenda or was really uncomfortable with me…maybe both.  After dinner and during the costume contest (amazing costumes!) I watched as Ron and Nora and another couple all begin finger fucking and giving each other hand jobs at the dinner table.  After a short while the two couples went off for an extended fucking session and did not reappear for quite a long time.

After the costume contest ended the room very quickly emptied out as everyone headed to the playrooms.  The event had about 500+ people and probably only about 100 or so were left in the dining and dance areas.  All the rest were naked and either fucking or waiting to fuck in the playrooms.

After dinner the music started and after a few songs Vicky asked me to dance.  I danced with her. I attracted a lot of attention by 2 couples that made it quite obvious that they were interested in playing.  But, I was not interested in playing with either couple (not attracted to the man or woman at all – in either case) and just danced.  So for a while I danced and took periodic breaks.  Eventually I connected with Vicky again who seemed interested in me on slightly more than a non-sexual basis – though she was tough to read.  I asked her how she knew Kelly and she told me that she had met Bill on a previous weekend – and really regretted not playing with him since he is in now out of the country for a while.  I did not tell her that my connection was also with Bill – but she probably heard from Kelly or she may have already known. She told me that she had been in a sexless marriage for many, many years and was recently divorced.  She was very much hoping to get laid this evening. We danced and walked around the play areas for a while.  But, she did not find anyone to hook up with.  I was overwhelmed by the insane magnitude of bodies and sex in the play areas and was just not comfortable enough to dive in.  It was a tangle of flesh everywhere I looked in most every position and configuration that comes to mind.  So I watched a lot and then took breaks to dance and then watched more.  I served as Vicky’s girlfriend when a man approached her on the dance floor and she was not interested.  Vicky is a beautiful woman with perfect porcelain skin and beautiful hair with an average body.  We discussed our mutual bi-curiousness and decided since we had not met anyone that we were interested in that we might explore our curiosity.  So we went to the play area and found a rare empty space downstairs and tried to play.  In all honesty it was not very successful.  Our kissing was just not right – we kiss very differently.  Her breasts did not respond to my caresses or kissing and sucking.  Nor mine to hers, frankly.  And her touch between my legs was too stereotypical porn woman-on-woman and did absolutely nothing for me.  So after a few minutes we checked in with each other and decided that this was a total no go but we both appreciated the others’ willingness to try.  At this point I was on the verge of nixing the whole bi-curious thing altogether.  This combined with my experience at the swinger’s club a couple weeks prior just did not hold much optimism.  After this I returned to the dancing area for a while and then took a complete check out time in the sleeping area to get some space and stillness as I was finding everything to be way too much of a sensory overload.  I took two complete breaks like this during the evening to try to find my balance and a bit of solitude.

After a while I changed into bedroom attire – something revealing and sexy (‘cause I am not one to walk around naked...at least not yet!) - and decided to wander the play areas.  I wandered and watched for a long time.  I had some serious flirting /eye contact with some amazing looking black men who reminded me very much of someone I dated in college.  But they were in such a mass of intertwined bodies that were continually changing and shifting that I felt intimidated and did not want to engage.  I enjoyed watching in the mirror room where there were several couples including one woman who was being endlessly and solidly fucked while her partner watched  - forever it seemed.  This woman was being fucked loooong and hard by a black man.  Every time I passed by the room he was still drilling into her, though the positions varied to some degree, and her husband was still watching.  The man had the most amazing staying power.   So I watched a long time, wander the halls a lot and periodically checked out the dance floor.  I encountered Kelly on several occasions with various cocks in her mouth.  The next morning she proudly informed us that she sucked all the black guys cocks…and truly I saw her on her knees frequently during the night. 

Later in the evening I was stopped by a man who asked if I was lost since he had seen me wandering the play area for a long time.  His approach made me uncomfortable and I informed him that I was wandering and watching by choice and continued moving forward.    Eventually I ran into Kelly, Ron and Nora and chatted for a while.  Then they headed off to fuck (at least Kelly and Ron seemed to be). I turned to head the other direction and as I rounded the corner I had a woman reach out from a bed below and run her fingernail along my ass as I walked by.  I stopped and turned to see who it was.  It was a couple (Lora and Dean) looking for a woman to play with.  She was absolutely hot.  No question about it.  I found her to be very desirable – at least visually. I was invited in to play and she told me that she never does this and that they always just play together with one exception years ago and then she slaps me on the ass and says she never does that either.  I said that it looked like she was doing lots of things she never does. She told me I was wearing too much and I told her that my lingerie was pretty tough to get out of so I might need some help.  She leaned into me and proceeded to slowly unhook the entire corset behind my back.  Then we were kissing and caressing each other as Dean watched.  She sucked on my breasts and I hers.  Lora has an amazingly hot body and I loved touching her.  I loved her long hair and her eager kisses and her responsive nipples.  Eventually she had me on my back and went down on me.  It felt very nice – not earth shattering, but enough to make me think that maybe there is hope for bisexuality and me after all.  As she was eating my pussy Dean came up to my face so I could suck his cock, which I did and enjoyed.  After a bit he asked me if he could fuck me.  I said yes, with a condom.  Dean happily obliged and Lora told him to fuck me while she sucks and bites my nipples.  So he started fucking me and suddenly she was gone!  He kept fucking me but it clearly bothered him to be left alone fucking me.  He is apparently never allowed to play alone so he was quite surprised by her sudden departure.  Eventually she returned (pee break) and he fucked me until he came at which she said she is really surprised that he came while wearing a condom.  It was a nice pleasurable fuck with an orgasm on my part but nothing earth shattering.  I remember clearly that during the course of sexual exchange with Lora and Dean that there were people walking by and watching our threesome.  There was one couple in particular who stopped and watched for a while.  I clearly remember her face seemingly mesmerized by the views.  In the end we laid together and chatted a bit. Then he dressed me back in my corset  (a million little hooks on my back) and she and I said a warm farewell and I was off.  Fucking him was good but not great, but she was fucking awesome to be able to touch and kiss.   I did not go down on her but that was as close as I have ever been to being interested in giving it a try…though I really do not know how to go about it.

After the fun couple encounter I wandered the play area a bit more and watched.  The crowds had died down some and the scene was a bit more manageable in terms of the magnitude of people.  After a while, I found Ron standing at the top of the stairs next to the staff bed where Nora was sitting kibitzing about something.  We were just lightly chatting and Ron was carefully and subtly putting his arm/hands around and on me – if I am in reach he is almost always touching me somehow.  I had been fucked by Lora and Dean earlier but found that my desire to be fucked again was exponential.  I found myself melting and leaning into Ron. Before I knew it we are kissing very deeply and he reached down and started to finger fuck me as we stood there – at the top of the stairs in the middle of the passageway in front of everyone.  After a couple of minutes he leaned into my ear and asked me if I wanted to fuck and with a husky desirous voice I said ‘yes’. He said ‘let’s find a froggy chair’. He saw the one by the bathroom was available but I said no (too exposed in a traffic kind of way near the bathroom and stairs) and we went back to the other chair next to the large bed with 3 fucking couples.  I liked this area better because I can see so many couples and they can see us as well.  I slipped off my panties and climbed up on the chair.  Ron fucked me with his fingers while I was spread for all the room to see (and that included all three couples on the mattress at the foot of the chair as well as all the couples in the beds across the passageway) and I had his cock in my hands as it grew bigger and harder.  Before long he put on a condom (my rule) and thrust himself inside me and began to fuck me hard.  It was so fantastic to feel the girth of his cock as he was fucking me.  He fucked me for a fair while and I found that the position of my legs in the froggy chair was just not quite what I needed. I reclaimed one leg and got much better leverage and the physical sensations got even better.  At this point Ron asked me it I wanted his vibrating clit toy and I say no – it would have really distracted me from the journey I was on at that moment.  I could feel that I was headed on the right trajectory toward an amazing orgasm so I just wanted to be fucked more and more.  Soon it started and I had a really great-prolonged orgasm that led to Ron having an orgasm, as well. After I was spent. Ron did a cool down by tenderly lapping his tongue on my pussy as I came down from the excitement.   After a few minutes I started to sit up but found that I was physically shaky and unbalanced.  It took me a few minutes to get grounded and balanced enough to get my panties on.  As I was putting on my panties Nora rounded the corner to tell Ron that she was headed to bed. And he told her that we just finished with a great orgasm.

At this point I headed off to find water or juice and then planned to head to bed.  As I went into the sleeping room I was stopped by Phil, who invited me to play. Phil has a spark in his eye and a great personality that just radiates.  But, I felt too spent to engage in another play session so declined.  I have been wondering what sex with Phil would be like every since.

I tried to sleep in the sleeping room but there was too much snoring so I took my pillow and blanket and headed to the upstairs play area – at this hour no one was playing.  I found a bed with a curtain and tried to sleep.  I did not really sleep at all.  When the morning rolled around I started hearing couples waking and fucking again.  I headed to the shower and got ready to head home. After breakfast I sat with some people including the founder/owner and heard incredible stories from over the years about things that get left in lost and found including men’s pants, shoes and car keys – how do they get home? And of unauthorized single men that try (and sometimes do) to get into the club.

I left the club with a very safe and comfortable feeling.  And a huge appreciation for what feels like a completely positive, non-judgmental, supportive sexual environment.  I found it to be truly amazing and I look forward to going back as often as I can.

Around 11am we all headed back home and Ron and Nora followed us since they needed to drop by Kelly’s house on their way home.  We said good-bye standing in Kelly’s huge closet. Ron gave me a very, very tight hug and ran his hands all over my body… a bit octopus like, I swear there were more than two hands!   I felt his erection growing again, he slid my hand into his pocket which was open onto his erect cock…but I weaseled out and head home.  All the way home I wished that I had taken advantage of that cock again!

You can read Nick’s blog to find out what happened when I got home…

October 12th, My Hotwife Debut!

Ready to head to the club!

After months of discussion with my husband about an open marriage, I am heading out alone to a swinger's club to see where it leads me.  I am ready and feeling good...if not nervous in an excited, trepidatious kind of way.  I have a sexy dress, cool boots and the confidence and attitude that says I am more than ready to make this move.

This is my first experience at a swinger’s club and my first experience stepping outside my monogamous marriage.  I had a great time!! I was pretty nervous about going but really enjoyed myself.  Let me try to tell you about my experience. I went there pretty early and had a tour by a really nice man.  Everyone on the staff was very nice and made me feel comfortable.  It was interesting because during the tour – as a clearly single woman - I was being watched like a hawk by some of the other guests.  The minute the tour was over they immediately came up to me.  I was polite but not so interested.  It took a bit of effort to extract myself.  It was a new experience for me since I have not had that sort of experience in my life since before marriage.  It was nice to feel appealing.  Around this time I passed a couple that I thought was Ron and Nora – I just had a feeling – so I went down to the bar and asked if they were they.  And sure enough, it was they and they were wondering the same about me.  All three of us must have been giving off Kelly vibes or something – and though I have only seen Kelly once, it seemed that Nora resembled her a touch.  So we met and chatted.  It was clear pretty early that Ron was interested by his physical presence well in my personal space. It would hardly have been possible for him to be any closer.  We went from chatting to a conversation on limits very quickly.  We were standing upstairs when an amazing woman started pole dancing for her man….and then climbing on top of him on the sofa.  She was an absolute delight to watch and I could not take my eyes off of her or wipe the permanent smile off my face…I imagine it was very obvious how hot I thought that whole pole-dancing scene was. This is when Ron leaned over and asked me my limits. Honestly, I found all the sights to be delightfully refreshing, open and honest.  But the question threw me a bit, because I do not know what my limits are.  I know what I am comfortable with in general – which is most things.  But, in this environment with people I do not know…well, I realized that I did not know how to answer the question.  I do not know what I said.  I do know that I made it clear that condoms were a requirement but other than that I really don’t know what I might have said.  When we moved away from the pole dancing Ron and Nora hooked up with a couple that they know – Ken and Rebecca.  It was clear that the two couples had plans to play.  Ron kept telling me that I would like Ken – Nora did.  The five of us stayed upstairs watching nude and near nude women dancing in the cage.  It was interesting to watch – but I find the pole dancing to be way more sensuous.  I enjoyed watching as Nora and Rebecca teased each other’s nipples with cold hands and ice as an intrigued 20-something man looked on.  It was really amusing to watch them tease each other and tease him by virtue of proximity, as well.  Meanwhile the room was getting crowded and Ken was getting closer and closer to me.  I went to the ladies and had the interesting experience of walking by the windows and open curtains to see other groups of people engaged in sex of all kinds.  I would love to have stayed and watched but it was already very crowded and not so easy to see.  I am guessing that I am more of a voyeur than I realized!  I found it funny that most of the people watching were men.  I heard some of them ask permission to join and get turned down.  I would love to have had a chance to watch more.  When I got back the two couples said they were going to play and asked if I wanted to join or watch.  I opted to watch.  We found a room downstairs. 

As soon as we entered the room (downstairs in the back – the only remaining open room) all four strip off their clothes immediately and the men dove into the ladies pussies.  They got straight down to business.  No preambles at all.  Nora and Rebecca were touching each other’s breasts as best they could in their positions.  Ken was closest to where I was sitting.  He pointedly reached out to me on several occasions.  After a while he looked over at me and locked eyes – I know that I must have looked tremendously lustful….I am a terrible liar because my face tells all.  My body and eyes must have been screaming with unmistakable desire.  He invited me to join again while touching me.  I rubbed my hand up his arm and shoulder and realized I could not pass up this opportunity to jump in feet first.  So I leaned over and removed my boots (I love these boots!  They are now my ‘fuck me’ boots). I stood up, which drew the immediate full attention of all four who watched me remove my dress.  Nora asked me to lean over her so she could remove my bra and Ken slipped my panties down….and then he had to rescue Nora’s failed attempt at my bra (apparently bra removal is a male specialty!) It was amusing.  This is where is got a bit overwhelming for me. Nora immediately slid her hand between my legs and announced that I was very wet.  Then all four of them were instantly touching me in one place or another and I do not know who was touching me where or doing what. It was a lot for me – both the physical sensation and the lack of…I don’t know what to call it…foreplay would be the wrong word, but some sort of gradual build up/progression.  Then Ken told me that Rebecca wanted to lick my pussy and had me lay back on the bed….and she did….a new experience for me.  Now, honestly, it was not a bad experience but then again it was not a good experience either.  I think I will hold any opinions on bi-sexual activity until a later date.  Ken on the other hand was very, very good at oral/manual as was Ron.  The seemingly rapid swapping of partners and positions was a bit confusing for me.  It was hard for me to focus with changes that I did not anticipated at moments that sometimes surprised me. But, I do not know the rhythm of these things.  I did not touch or lick Rebecca’s pussy (nor Nora’s)…..not quite sure I am ready…..but I did have the opportunity to touch, lick, suck and bite her nipples.  Which was fun. Interestingly she liked to disassociate herself from the action by saying things like ‘bite that nipple’ as opposed to ‘my’ or ‘fuck that pussy’ – like is belongs to someone else??  (FYI – Nora was sidelined early in the activity by a strained muscle– she mostly watched). Ron presented himself in such as way for me to be able to stroke his cock and, if I wanted, to take him in my mouth.  I know that he wanted me to, but I did not.  I was confused by my reaction to the opportunity to suck his cock.  I enjoy sucking on a cock but I found myself very hesitant in this situation and passed.  Ron asked me if I wanted to be fucked…having seen and touched him I knew that I wanted to feel him inside me.  He was respectful of my wishes to use a condom and fucked me…enough for me to know that I would have liked a whole lot more.  But, Ken was to do the same,  which I was fine with.  But, I enjoyed Ron much more.  So Ken was fucking me and Ron was fucking Rebecca doggy style.  Her face was over my body; she was alternating between sucking and nibbling my breasts and yelling out “fuck that pussy” and then she pretty much collapsed on me.  It was amusing!  Then they switched again and Ron used some toys on me and I watched as Ken fucked Rebecca next to me.  After that everyone needed a rest. I decided to go out and dressed.  It was just Ken, Nora and myself in the room at that point.  So, I am completely dressed except for my panties and Nora once again reaches between my legs an pronounces that I am very wet and must be ready to go again to which Ken decides to start kissing me deeply and investigating my level of wetness.  At that point I extricate myself.  I think I had had enough and felt overwhelmed.  Plus I do not think I really liked Nora just reaching like she seems to like to do.  I headed to the ladies and had to pass through a very crowded dance floor, which led to a lot more attention…especially since I was carrying my panties in my hand.

After that, we ate a bit and I really felt the need to be away from everyone.  Ron could sense that I was feeling squirrelly but he thought I was scoping out other guys.  I decided to walk around a bit just to see what was going on.  I went up stairs for a few minutes but got stopped so often by various men that I decided that it would just be better to head out.  I had had an overdose of sensory and emotional input already and did not think I could handle anything else…even something as simple as someone hitting on me. So I went down stairs to get ready to go and found Nora and Ron doing the same.  They were kind enough to give me a ride back to my hotel.

I have had a million thoughts since then. I felt fine about what happened and did not feel bad in any way.

Other thoughts that I feel a little uncomfortable about….Ron and Nora are quite a bit older than me.  Sooooo, perhaps wrongly, I felt a bit odd about Ron’s age.  I know that is stupid, but I had a moment of feeling like my father was in the room.  I do not know where it came from.  I also found that I was not especially attracted to Nora.  She is definitely fun to hang out with and a really nice person but I do not really think I want to be intimate with her.  I would like to be with Ron again sometime though, despite what I just said!  I wonder how you navigate couples? And how would I go about adding myself to another couple for play?  

I also found that there were a lot of younger guys that were interested in me.  Now, I am definitely more attracted to mature men...but it is a bit like candy when hot younger men are interested! I mean I NEVER thought that would happen!  How does a woman go about initiating?  They say variety is the spice of life…

I felt oddly comfortable at the swinger’s club.  I may just be projecting, but it seemed to me to be a very honest place. There were not pretenses.  A lot of people were there for sex – first hand or vicariously. Everyone knew it and everyone accepted it and it was perfectly ok.  There is no dancing around the subject, as it is front and center everywhere you look.  I loved how open and honest it all felt.

And to be honest myself….I left the club, went back to the hotel, had a lousy night sleep and woke excited and looking forward to going back again.  I can’t wait to go back (or to another nearby club) and open the door to a whole additional set of sexual experiences.  I am almost craving it.

I Skyped with my husband early the next morning to tell him of my sexcapades and my first experience stepping outside of our marriage. I started off something like this "...I fucked two men I just met and had my first bi-sexual experience.  And...just typing this is making me horny as hell. " You can read his reaction on his blog.