March 8th, GANG BANG!!

Nick and I decided to go out one last time before our lives became crazy hectic with work, travel and just life in general.  Our schedule was pretty full for the next few weeks and since last weekend went so well we wanted to keep the positive non-monogamous momentum and heated sexual energy going.  We rounded up the babysitter and headed off to the Swingers Club in the next state over for Gang Bang Night. Now, I had been to Gang Bang Night before and was fairly underwhelmed, but tonight was a whole different story altogether!

Ellen Pre-Gang Bang

As we were checking into the Club with our valid government issued photos IDs to prove we are real people, Ron and Nora arrived with Madeline.  I was hoping we would run into them at the Club and I was eagerly anticipating a wild and crazy sexy night.  The ambient energy was already ramped up and we were just walking in the door.  I was feeling sexy and desirable in my hot vegan leather dress with fishnet wrist gloves and fuck me boots – all black. I felt a sexual wantonness that was palpable. Once inside the club the erotic vibes and lusty people were everywhere.  Everyone we encountered was animated, excited and radiating lascivious energy. Ron and Nora introduced us to a couple, Kyle and Sabrina, who were already in a playroom and were only marginally dressed.  But, what better way to meet people than in the near-buff?  I was thrilled to meet Kyle and Sabrina as they were the delectable couple that I had seen during our Club visit back in January and it now turns out that we have common extracurricular pleasures beyond fucking!  I was interested in playing with them back in January, especially after I saw the freshly fucked, lustful look on Sabrina’s face when she stepped out of the playroom. I anticipate lots of future fun with these two hotties both in and out of the Swinging environment.  And a super big thank you to Ron and Nora for introducing us!

 Nick and I were standing upstairs watching the club fill with sexy people.  As usual, Ron and Nora saw lots of friends they knew from previous playful nights.  Early on it seemed that the stars had aligned for a great sex filled evening.  Everyone was radiating salacious intent and couples were giving off sensual waves of desire combined with a tangible frenetic energy.  Nora was visibly excited to see Maarten who was a former local fuck buddy visiting from another state.  Ron and Nora both shared with me more than once during the evening that Maarten was lots of fun and worth a good fuck.  Meanwhile we were peering through a glass wall into the room referred to as the ‘fishbowl’ watching a sexy petite brunette woman with sizeable breasts enthusiastically accommodate a variety of men.  Her positions were flowing and shifting but she always maintained a hard cock in her wet pussy and another cock in her mouth – this cock changed often as the players shifted in and out of the scene.  I wondered how many cocks she sucked during this play episode or if she even knew that the cocks were coming and going.  There were others waiting in the wings and she often had another cock in her hand.  It was enjoyable to watch them fucking and rotating positions around her until her partner dismissed the other men and fucked her one final time for himself.

The erotic sights and sounds combined with my close proximity to Ron were affecting me in the usual way...I felt my respiration increasing, my hands twitched with desire to reach out and touch him and my pussy began to ache with hunger as it grew moist.  I wanted to fuck! And soon!! My hands started to wander and touch sharing the desire and urgency that I was feeling.  Ron and I started to kiss.  The next thing I know, I turned around to reconnect with Nick and discovered him full on kissing Nora.  I was shocked!  I did not expect for Nick to jump in feet first and go for it.  Nora responded to Nick eagerly. And before I knew it, Nick, Nora and Madeline headed into the freshly vacated ‘fishbowl’ to play!  Wow, Nick took the lead and was clearly motivated.  I leaned on the doorframe of the room and watched as my husband began eating Nora’s pussy while Ron went for some towels. When Ron returned, I removed my black knee-high boots, unzipped my vegan leather dress, and slipped out of my attire.  I had opted to go commando (which I had not done for about 20 years) that evening and was completely nude with the exception of my fingerless, fishnet gloves on both hands and forearms.  Ron and I hastily joined in the fun and there were five of us on the bed – segregated so that Ron and I were on one side and Nick was fucking with the Nora and Madeline on the other side.  The curtains were intentionally left open so that anyone who wished could voyeuristically enjoy our fucking. Likewise, the door to the playroom was left wide open – an explicit invitation for others to join the fun…after all, it was Gang Bang Night!  A month or so earlier, Nick had explicitly asked me not to engage in a Gang Bang without him being present.  And here he was, so ANYTHING could happen now!

Ron took my G-Spot from zero to phenomenal climax with lightening speed - a talent uniquely his.  While my carnal hunger was being enthusiastically fed, unbeknownst to me, anonymous men gathered around the bed in the room watching and masturbating. Ron paused to tell me that these men were waiting and wanting to know if they could touch me.   When I opened my eyes and looked up I was stunned to see several men stroking their hard cocks watching, waiting lustfully. Was it ok if they touched me? “Yes, they can touch me,” I said breathlessly.  I was sexually charged not only by Ron’s magic fingers and glorious cock, but also by the exhibitionist nature of our play.  I was wide open for all to see (the window was full of faces peering in – mostly men but also women - and the room was crowded with men) and now for all to touch.  Before I knew it several men had their hands on my body.  Their physical and sexual presence escalated so quickly that I cannot recount it all in detail.  I was tremendously overwhelmed by touch, smell, sound and the sheer magnitude of sensation that I was exclusively focused on my own sensations. I do not know what Nick was doing on the other side of the bed with Nora and Madeline while I was succumbing to carnal euphoria.  But, I do recall Nick unwaveringly informing would be playmates that only those in the nude could join us in our fuck fest. Very shortly after giving permission to touch I gave permission for these strange men to fuck me.  I was on my back with cocks in both hands – though not in my mouth as I deferred from sucking on unknown cocks – my legs in the air and a cock in my cunt. As the dynamics changed from Ron fucking me to the multitudes I leaned up and asked Ron to stay with me and ensure that all the men who fucked me wore condoms.  I trusted that Ron would not leave me and would ensure my safety.  There were mysterious hands on my breasts and other parts of my body.  I was literally surrounded by nameless men and cocks and exploring hands.  My wide open pussy was pumped hard by many different cocks, with the men switching in and out at will and thrusting forcefully into my welcoming cunt.  The post-Gang Bang consensus was that six different men fucked me but I do not know for sure.  I could not keep track of the overpowering sensations and the assortment of cocks, sizes, thrusting techniques and rhythms.  At some point – just before cock number six - Nick joined me at my head and watched as the last man fucked me.  I felt thoroughly overpowered by the incredible overload of physical sensation and declared a stop to all activity and remarkably quickly, the room cleared.  I think this was when Nick went down on me to taste my thoroughly fucked pussy.

While I was utterly self-absorbed in my own Gang Bang extravaganza, Nick was fucking, licking, nibbling, sucking or being sucked by Nora and/or Madeline.  But honestly I do not know what exactly was taking place on the other side of the bed and am eager to read about it on Nick’s blog.  I know that there were other men involved with Nora and Madeline.  But selfishly, I was only able to focus on my own wild sexy ride.

Snippets of events during the Gang Bang stand out in my memory.  I remember that men were trying to find their respective cock’s way into my mouth but that I declined repeatedly.  Some men were more insistent than others, rubbing their cocks on my face and lingering near my lips just in case an opportunity to get sucked arose.  My hands stroking their cocks were simply not satisfactory for them.  While I thought it could have been fun to suck their cocks, I declined for several reasons.  First, I did not want to feel out of control and have someone thrust his cock down my throat; secondly, I also have no desire whatsoever to have anyone ejaculate on my face or in my mouth…and that includes drippy precum (despite the lauded health benefits of ejaculatory fluids for one’s complexion and as an antidepressant); and finally, I was wholly uncomfortable with the idea of sucking anonymous cocks!  After all, I do not know where they have been or how clean they were….I’ve been reading too much about HPV of the throat or oral gonorrhea.  That does no doubt raise the question of how I could let the same cocks into my pussy without reservation….ah, the double standards we live by.  But, in my defense, the cocks entering my body were condom clad. Plus, for me, giving oral sex is a more intimate sexual activity than fucking.

At one point I suddenly felt someone thrusting a finger rhythmically in and out of my ass. His action was unwelcome and he had not asked permission – a violation of basic Club rules.  Now, anal play is something that I have engaged in and very much enjoyed in the past with a very select few trusted partners.  However, it is not something that I welcome in the Club environment with strangers whether it be a little finger up the ass or a cock, and certainly never without permission. One of my wildest fantasies involves multiple men in multiple orifices in a male dominated Gang Bang scenario. But that is a fantasy that is not yet ripe…and may never be.  I reached down and placed my hand on his and shook my head slightly.  He got the message and removed his finger from my anus immediately.

One additional powerful memory was olfactory. Two men were sharing more body odor that I wished to partake of.  In both instances the men were by my head and as they reached across me I got a whiff of a malodorous scent wafting from under their arms.  I wish I could call it masculine and musky but frankly, it was a bit repulsive and just smelled like they needed a good shower and a stronger deodorant.  And this links back to my previous comment on cleanliness and blowjobs.  Soooo, for the next Gang Bang I will have to take a stronger proactive stance on distinctive unsexy body odor.

The Gang Bang was phenomenally exciting, an absolute blast, an erotic fantasy come true, but extraordinarily intense.  I needed a serious break to retreat and regroup.  After slipping on my dress and boots I left the room to try to find a bit of space – mental if not physical, as the Club was rockin’ with loud music and full of people.   I was standing next to the water cooler when an attractive younger man appeared next to me and said, “You were incredible in there.”   I was taken by surprise because I was seeking solitude and anonymity - in my head at least – but obviously I was delusional to think I could find mental seclusion in a crowed Club having just fucked a variety of men that were surely standing in the vicinity – never mind the people who had watched me fuck these men!  Unfortunately, I was utterly unable to engage with him at all as I was too deep in my own mind at that moment and was feeling more vulnerable than I had expected.  I was able to thank him for his comment and moved away without delay.  I went directly to Nick, my home base…though I watched the other guy over Nick’s shoulder.  I think it was David whom I met on my last visit to the Club…but can’t be sure.  I was too overwhelmed to be able to focus my energy anywhere but on my own equilibrium.  I was probably rude, but my reaction was without mal intent.

Nick and I stood by the fishbowl window as Ron, Nora and Madeline wrapped up their sexploits in the playroom.  Ron suggested we head downstairs for a group shower, which sounded like a spectacular idea following such a frenzied copulatory experience.  In the large multi-head shower we were all soaping up, rinsing off, and sliding our hands up and down each other’s exposed flesh.  Everything and everyone was warm and slippery and enjoyable.  This was my debut shower with a collection of naked bodies – two men and three women.  As we washed away the physical and emotional (for me) residue of our earlier sexual encounters, my husband commanded me to bend over…which was not his usual communicative style.  I complied and he fucked my pussy from behind as the warm water cascaded down on my bare back while the other three watched – I was holding onto Ron to keep my balance (which often eludes me after intense sex) – I may have sucked on Ron’s cock at this point as well.  I have a memory of being fucked while sucking on a cock, but cannot place it in the night and know the options were few since Ron and Nick were the only cocks that I would orally entertain on this particular night.  After substantial pleasurable thrusting, Nick pulled out and Madeline said, “That was beautiful.”

After dressing we sought nourishment – well most folks did, I can never eat on these sex intensive nights! We all sat together in a booth in the traditional MFM, or FMF fashion. I was sandwiched between Ron and Maarten, who I was reasonably confident, was one of the men I fucked during the Gang Bang.   Both Ron and Maarten were stroking my thighs.  Ron’s hand drifting ever closer to my pussy while Maarten’s hand was resting high on my thigh just under the edge of my skirt.  I did not encourage Maarten but had Ron whispering in my ear again just how much fun Maarten can be to fuck.  My hand was alternately on Ron’s thigh or cock.  Meanwhile Nick was between Nora and Madeline.  At various times I could see the ladies touching Nick and his hands between their legs. Everyone was having fun teasing and tantalizing one another and before I knew it the six of us were headed to the more remote of the downstairs back playrooms for another round of amazing sex!

The atmosphere of the secluded, aurally muted play space and our aroused moods made for some excellent slow erotic play.  The fucking was still fucking, but the flow in and out of erotic moments and rotation of partners was soothing and relaxing.  I felt like I was in a cosmic time warp, everything felt to me as if moments had slowed down and were being stretched.  We had all had some great sex earlier during the Gang Bang and it had served to make me exceptionally receptive to more erotic touch.  I existed on the edge of ecstasy for what seemed like hours.  Fucking, sucking, fingering just made me climax over and over again.  Just as I would start to settle and feel like slipping off into dreamland, either Ron or Maarten would begin touching me again and I would begin to climax anew.  At one point I had to leave to use the ladies – which only requires one to wear shoes….but I put on my dress as well…I am still not up to strutting through the Club in the nude!  When I returned to the play space I was not eager to jump back onto the bed.  I stretched and watched the continued tender, almost intimate, languid erotic play of the three men and two women.  Ron joined me in my position at the foot of the bed and began ardently kissing me, and the next thing I knew his fingers were on my G-Spot and I was squirting while standing.  Once again he took me from zero to climax in mere moments.  More fucking on the bed, more G-Spot climaxes and more squirting followed, all of which at some point or another, were induced by each of the three men, Nick included. I left a huge wet spot on the bed, which always surprises me since I do not yet have any control over squirting.  I do not know when I will squirt.  It always sneaks up on me.  

I felt thoroughly and gratifyingly fucked by the end of the night having been well and truly fucked and fingered by Ron and Maarten in addition to the earlier Gang Bang extravaganza. Maarten was a unexpectedly good fuck – which I would never have guessed based on appearances or hardware, though I had been told repeatedly by Ron and Nora - and he was able to make me climax repeatedly while fucking me hard.  He enticed my cunt to squeeze and grab his cock enthusiastically begging for more pleasure…and this was at the end of a long successful night of fucking! My pussy just seemed insatiable! Ron and Maarten were alternately able to just keep ramping me up and making me come all over again. I was at their mercy and my orgasmic desire was exponential.

Later back at the hotel, Nick referred to me as the ‘Energizer Bunny’. He said it was amazing because I could just keep going and going with no end in sight.  This sexual orgasmic potential is an amazing part of being a woman!  I just wish Nick and I had taken the non-monogamous path from the beginning. 

March 2nd, Glow Night: Our First Full Swap

Nick and I were looking forward to Glow Night.  Nick had been away and our newfound non-monogamy had proved to be particularly challenging the past month or so.  Nick was feeling very ‘left out’ of everything and was not secure at all.  Glow Night was a chance for us to go out and play together and an opportunity for Nick to get a first hand look at what I actually do at the Clubs rather than rely on his exceptionally exuberant imagination, despite the fact that this was Nick’s third visit to this particular Club with me.  Each time got easier for us as a couple to engage in the Lifestyle. But after I went to the Club alone in January he pretty much flipped out and we have been walking on eggshells ever since…despite my recent fully endorsed sexy weekend adventures.  Glow Night was eagerly anticipated by both of us. 

We arrived to a bustling Club.  Everyone was busy getting into his or her sexy and decidedly skimpy Glow Night apparel for what would be an absolutely invigorating sexy evening.  Dressed in my very holey, barely there, neon pink black-light reflective outfit, we made our way downstairs for bawdy black-light reflective body painting.  It was entertaining and oddly exhilarating to have a woman paint our bodies with interesting words, symbols and arrows - all sexually implicit or even explicit and often overtly directive.  Everyone was excited, showing off their naughty body painting and women were strutting their sleazy see-through fishnet dresses.

Surprisingly, Kelly had invited us to share her party table.  I say surprisingly, because the last time Nick and I were out together, Kelly was decidedly chilly toward my husband and I (especially after we took Ron to the play room early in the night) and I assumed that she did not wish to be social with us.  And, I was probably right as it turned out!  Roger was present and the last time I saw Kelly and Roger together she was intensely focused on Roger to the exclusion of everyone else so I incorrectly assumed that this night would again be Roger-centric. Nick and I enjoyed meeting new people and chatting.  Nick got to chat with young, petite beautiful blond Lisa who was interestingly seated next to Roger (this should have been a clue for me…Roger was not next to Kelly).  I chatted with smiling, warm, enthusiastically gregarious Madeline who was a friend of Ron and Nora.  There was another couple at the table, Steve and Jane, who seemed to be friends with Kelly. We all chatted with our table neighbors, danced and had a grand old time.  It was about the most fun I have had while at a dinner at the club, a perfectly delightful social time for both Nick and myself. 

Interestingly, however, everything seemed calculated to keep Ron and I away from each other.  And despite being invited to share the table, Kelly had virtually ignored my husband – to the point of being noticed by other tablemates – and only minimally acknowledged me.  I found all this to be most peculiar.  I knew from meeting with her outside the Club, that she did not think that Ron and I should be together at all while Nick was around...however, Nick and I had a very different opinion on the matter.  I tried to be aware of Kelly’s sensitivities and avoided Roger, of whom she was aggressively protective of the last time I saw them out together, and Lisa whom she dotes on; and I even kept my distance from Ron a bit in case she wanted him.  I was really trying to keep the peace. 

The music was superb and perfect for sexy body-writhing exuberant dancing. The dance floor was rockin’ with an array of unbelievably sexy, sensuous men and women – all ages, body types and builds were strutting their stuff.  The black light, the provocative attire and the generally flirtatious mood of the participants gave a wild and sex-laden air of expectation to the evening.  The club owner had the delight of body painting a stunning young nude woman while we all cheered him on.   She was delectably inviting and any one of us would love to have been in his shoes…even those of us that are still self-identifying as bi-curious.  There was a magnificent, freshly designed and constructed cage in the middle of the dance floor. It was substantially larger that the cage at the other Swingers Club we sometimes visit.  This cage allowed for groups of people to be inside as well as plenty of space for steamy, titillating dancing on the external cage bars with ample opportunities for on-lookers to touch and taste.  I watched as women dangled on the external bars while their partners and/or other consensual partiers ate their pussies.  At one point Nick was up in the cage dancing like a wild man in nothing more than his glowing white sexy undies with a lace up front enclosure that we picked up at the naughty lingerie store earlier in the week.  I danced and danced and danced. Somewhere during all this my shiny, silver star pasties were ripped off my nipples (by Ron and Madeline, I think) and my pink lacey panties were removed. I remember having a very sexy dance with an attractive petite busty woman who had been watching me.  It was exhilarating on the dance floor with our hands roaming freely over each other’s bodies.  My unrelentingly holey skintight dress left absolutely nothing to the imagination with my hard nipples popping through the holes and no panties underneath.  Adding wandering hands all over my body while wearing a virtual non-dress made for a steamy, lustful, sexually hungry Ellen.

We all danced and chatted and had a fantastic time until sometime after 10pm.  At that point, none of the ladies (at least 4) that I knew wanted to fuck Ron had made a move….and it was pretty late for Ron not to be fucking away already!  And I knew that Nick wanted to watch Ron fuck me again. So, I went to chat with Nora.  I shared my observations with her – 1) the evening appeared calculated to keep Ron and I away from each other, and 2) that despite the perception of hospitality my husband was being blatantly ignored.  Nora confirmed my observations and said that, in fact, Ron had been explicitly instructed to stay completely away from me.  This was just not okay.  Nick and I are mature adults and free to make our own decisions about whether, when, how and with whom we play. Likewise, Ron and Nora - as mature adults - can make their own choices about whether they wish to engage with us or not.  As difficult as this journey into non-monogamy has been at times, Nick and I do know our own needs and limits better than anyone else.  So I asked Nick how he wanted to proceed with Ron. He enthusiastically and immediately asked Ron if he wanted to go up and fuck me while Nick watched. Not surprisingly, Ron said yes!

What I apparently did not know was that Kelly had been sucking Ron’s cock on the dance floor earlier in the evening and at one point gave him a blowjob at the dinner table.  Presumably these are signs that I might have picked up on and assumed she wanted to fuck him.  But honestly with Roger at the table it was all very confusing! And beside, the last time I saw her she was dancing on the perimeter of the cage with Roger between her thighs! Our taking Ron up to the play area to fuck really pissed off Kelly.  I had managed to do it again.  But to be honest, this time I was a bit pissed off myself.

The night at the Club was long and the opportunities for great sex abounded.  I just opted to take my turn at the front of a long line of women that Ron would enjoy during the night.   We all headed to my favorite froggie chair.  The play area was unusually vacant – the dance party was superb and a lot of people had not yet filtered up to the play area.  However, there was a couple already engaged on the bed next to the froggie chair.  I think they must have been hoping for a bit of solitude (really not a prominent feature on offer in the play space of an adult social club!) because they rapidly took their leave after I climbed up onto the chair for a much anticipated fuck by Ron.  My expectation of what was to come had been building all week since my last fuck with Ron and that intoxicating anticipatory buildup led to a magnificent libidinous explosion of pleasure. My pussy eagerly accepted Ron’s cock and enjoyed the thunderous orgasms that our combined chemistry regularly generates.  The G-Spot climaxes his fingers created were all-encompassing and radiated through out my body.  It was an utterly blissfully full body orgasmic fuck.  Nick was watching the entire time. 

None of the four of us had realized the extent to which taking the initiative on our lustful sexual impulses would evoke anger in Kelly.  She appeared livid and made her vehemence known.  I was truly sorry to have upset her so thoroughly, but this time I was also resentful.  We are all entitled to make our own choices in life.  And the night had only just begun - there was plenty of time for her (or anyone) to fuck Ron.

After some refreshments, Nick and I headed back into the play area to seek our next sexual adventure as a couple.   As we passed the mirror room we noticed Steve and Jane playing with Denise on one side of the bed and Mark and his wife, Beth, fucking on the other side.  Previously on the dance floor, Steve had made his concupiscent intentions explicitly known by his intense, repeated incursion upon my personal space, his wandering hands and gyrating pelvis…if he had not been fully clothed he would have been fucking me on the dance floor – it had been that evident.  His partner had merely observed from her seat at the table, she did not join him on the dance floor - I could not read her thoughts but she did not look comfortable in the heated sexual environment that this Club can exude.  Steve saw Nick and I at the entrance to the mirror room and enthusiastically waved me over.  I knew that Nick was hot for Beth and that he would enjoy playing adjacent to each other – Nick with Beth and me with Steve and Jane.  So we keenly joined the copulatory party. 

Nick asked Beth if he could taste her pussy; and with consent he greedily dove in. Steve was kissing and touching me avariciously and hastily moved down to eat my pussy, assuming implicit permission.  As I laid back and allowed my pussy to revel in the sensations of a new man hungrily partaking of my juicy cunt, I heard Mark tell Beth that she should ‘return the favor’ and suck my husband’s cock.  The next thing I knew, Mark presented his erect cock for me to suck on. I was lying back on the bed with Steve ravenously taking pleasure in my pussy with my head hanging back off the edge of the bed with Mark’s rather substantial cock thrusting into my mouth.  It was one of the few times since joining the Swingers Lifestyle that I felt on the edge of not being in control of a sexual situation.  I was only on the periphery of comfort with Mark’s throbbing big cock thrusting in and out of my mouth.  I have never succeeded in trying to deep throat and cannot imagine how women do it.  I felt vulnerable without having the upper hand on Mark’s cock – so to speak.  During all this time with two well endowed black men, one sucking/licking and nibbling on my cunt and the other’s cock pumping forcefully in and out of my mouth, I noticed that Jane was looking less than enthused.  Denise was playing with Jane, but Jane seemed much less excited than she had when Steve was fucking her before I joined the group.  With this realization (and a jaw that was feeling overly stretched by a big black cock), I excused myself and went to the ladies.  When I returned Steve called me over for more, but, simultaneously, Mark asked me to climb on top of his cock and ride him.  Nick was still with Beth and Mark was Beth’s partner so I weighed the options – Steve whose girlfriend was looking a little less than thrilled or Mark who was eagerly asking me to climb on top and who I knew to be a great fuck from the Christmas Party on December 1st.  You can guess whom I fucked next! 

While Nick and Beth fucked, Mark and I fucked near them on the bed.  It was the first time Nick and I experienced a full swap.  Mark swung me around and fucked me doggie style but tonight the rhythm was just not quite right to get me bucking and clamoring for more as Mark did the last time he fucked me.  I pulled away from Mark and he instructed Beth to go down on me.  Beth was eating my pussy while Mark fucked her from behind and Nick had his cock in my mouth.  While this should have been a crazy hot scene for me, tonight oddly, it was not.  As a result, after a few minutes of this MFFM fucking chain, all focus shifted back onto Beth.  I watched while my husband fucked Beth’s tight pussy from behind and Mark filled her mouth with his big black cock.  Back and forth like a seesaw I witnessed two cocks pumping in and out of her cunt and mouth rhythmically. My husband seemed to really enjoy fucking Beth’s taut little cunt and said so several times.  It was a unique experience watching Nick fuck another woman in such a raw and exposed manner. It was a huge success for Nick and I was happy for him and us.  It was Nick’s first wildly successful blowjob and fuck in the Lifestyle.

Unexpectedly, Ron and Nora ran into Rebecca and her husband whom they had not seen in quite a long while.  They were yet another couple that Ron and Nora introduced into the Lifestyle.  Ron was Rebecca’s first extra-marital fuck.  It was intriguing to talk with Rebecca and her husband.  Like me, it was her initiative to open their marriage and be non-monogamous.  I do not meet many women who led the way within their partnership into this sexually audacious and liberated world.  Usually it is at the man’s initiative.  A short while later Nick and I wandered around upstairs in the play area to discover Ron fucking Rebecca in a froggie chair while her husband watched from her side.  We watched while Ron fucked her pussy and she climaxed and then we watched some more as her husband came in after Ron and rammed his cock inside her welcoming cunt, as well. 

As Nick and I walked through the play area before turning in for the night, we heard Ron fucking Madeline and her delightful contented moans.  Ron was making his way through the line of ladies wanting to be serviced by his glorious cock, of which there were many on this night.  I smiled and was happy that I jumped the line to be the first fuck of the evening, even though that had really not been the major consideration at the time.  Truthfully, I had just been feeling randy as hell and wanted meet my crazy, escalating horny desires.

A bit later I saw Kelly and Ron on the stairs in a palpably intense verbal/emotional exchange and shortly thereafter they headed to the hot tub while Nick and I headed to bed.  I was glad that Ron and Kelly were connecting to smooth things over between them after the upset I had caused earlier in the night.  Meanwhile, Nick and I settled in for the night’s slumber in the play area.  But, alas, sleep was not in the making.  We dozed for a bit until we were firmly aroused by a raucously passionate sexual encounter on the froggie chair just around the corner.  Ron was pounding Kelly unremittingly and her exuberant, fervent, throaty moans and explicit exclamations reverberated throughout the play area for a considerable amount of time. 

As we continued to listen to Ron and Kelly fucking unrelentingly, a couple stealthily crept into the play area and settled onto a bed near Nick and I.  They affectionately prepared their play space laying a towel on the bed and began a provocative sexual exchange that was enthralling to witness. Their lovemaking was intoxicatingly beautiful and euphorically compelling….it was impossible to look away.   They were spinning an erotic energy that emanated from their beguiling coitus.  Her pleasure was evident in her rapturous gentle moans and whimpers, which were subtly laced with cries of ecstasy.  It was one of the most intense sexual exchanges that I have ever had the honor to behold. Needless to say, sleep was utterly unattainable between the wildly different auditory stimuli emanating from the two couples entangled in coitus.

The next morning Nick and I showered and headed to breakfast.  We had a delightful chat with Mark about nothing in particular until he shared with us that he was honored to have been a part of our first full swap.  Interesting that he would say or even know that bit of information….until I realized that I had passed Mark and Beth in the hot tub with Kelly earlier this morning when we left the play area.  And the knowledge transfer suddenly became transparent.

After a quick breakfast on the sofas with Ron, Nancy, Mark and Beth the latter couple retreated to the play area for another round of marital intimacy.  Shortly thereafter, Nick looked at me and said that I should go for it.  What???  I apparently was writhing in my seat with the obvious desire to fuck Ron one last time before heading home.  And it was evidently clear as day to everyone but me!  So with Nora’s blessing, Ron, Nick and I headed back up to the play area for one last fuck on the downstairs dungeon-esque froggie chair with faux leather covering, tucked in a corner nearest a fireplace and large screen continuous porn stream.  When we passed Mark and Beth fucking on the queen sized bed opposite the fireplace, they extended an invitation to join them in their revelry.  But we deferred to the adjacent froggie chair.  Nick watched as I sucked Ron’s cock while he fingered my G-Spot repeatedly to squirting climaxes.  Nick watched as Ron thrust his cock into my hungry cunt while the light from the small medieval window in a nearby door cast rays of morning light across my breasts.  I was unaware of the light but for the conversation it evoked between Nick and Ron about my breasts and the sensual patterns cast by the lights’ provocative rays shining through the window. Nick watched my obvious pleasure and stroked his cock.

When leaving the Club, I had a really warm and wholehearted hug goodbye from Nora, whom I have grown to like a great deal.  And vivacious Madeline gave me an enormous, affectionate hug goodbye….one that left me wondering where her sexual interests and preferences might rest.

As a result of spending Glow Night together as a couple, Nick and I both felt a more established level of comfort with the Swinging Lifestyle and Nick’s discomfort with the mystery of my autonomous sexual escapades seemed to ease somewhat.  The night was also the first time that I had the occasion to visually and aurally experience my husband fuck another woman.  I had been a bit anxious about what my response would be, though I did not think it would upset me. Others had told me that they found it very difficult to watch their husband’s take pleasure in the physical pleasures that other women offer.  My response was incredibly neutral.  I did not feel jealousy and I did not feel exuberant elation.  I was enormously pleased for Nick at his success and quasi-initiation. I do think that Nick might have been a bit disappointed that I did not react more strongly in either a jealous or compersive way, but then again, it is hard to complain when one’s wife is happy for you when you fuck another woman.

February 16th, Sexy Weekend Adventures: Mardi Gras!

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February 15th, Sexy Weekend Adventures

As Nick and I find our way in this new non-monogamous paradigm, we have engaged in a lot of extraordinarily weighty and sometimes agonizing communications about our new lifestyle adventures and the fundamentals of our base relationship.  During these discussions, Nick expressed to me that he might feel more comfortable if he could get to know some of the people better – particularly Ron and Nora since I always have a great time when they are around.  He specifically suggested that we get together with Ron and Nora outside of the Club before our next sexy night out together as a couple after he returns from Africa.   I had not really been thinking along these lines.  It was easier for me to have a bifurcated life.  ‘Life as I know it’ being held separate from my crazy new ‘adventurous, non-monogamous, highly sexual life in the club.’  However, this separation has been stretched and encroached upon already by my Skype communications with Bill and my extra-Club visits with Kelly, which were at my initiative.  So, I wondered if Nick had a point and that I should make more of an effort to get to know people outside of the Club, to make heartfelt personal connections and maybe find genuine community.  I have always been reluctant to open up and share the inner me with anyone. This blog is one way that I am trying to be open – even if anonymously so. My tendency has always been to shut down or run when emotionally uncomfortable, so everything about this lifestyle and our new non-monogamous dynamics has really challenged my instincts as well as our marriage. With all this in mind I contemplated this weekend’s outing – a two-night adventure at two different Swingers Clubs in two different states.  It made sense for myself, Ron and Nora to share transport between clubs since we had the same weekend plans.  I had heard wonderful stories about people sharing hotel rooms after a night at the club, about great group breakfasts and wonderful conversations. And I wondered if this was something that I would enjoy doing – despite the introverted me who likes her own space, solitude and privacy. So I took a leap and challenged myself.  I invited Ron and Nora to share my motel room.

I arrived at the Swingers Club sometime after 10pm.  I drove over after checking into a motel with a gigantic glowing neon palm tree complete with a monkey scaling the tree trunk – tropicalesque, but a little too bawdy and not nearly warm enough…I am longing for the sultry tropical air and the warm humid breezes I left behind in Africa!  The motel was located in a bit of a sketchy area and the room was down right frigid with not nearly enough in the way of bedding beyond sheets and a paper-thin blanket. I began to think that inviting Ron and Nora to share the hotel room was an excellent idea – otherwise I might freeze!  Definitely an attention-grabbing start to what would indubitably be a pleasurable night. 

Ron and Nora arrived shortly after I did with Celeste, whom they had met the previous weekend - all bubbling over in her pink fairy tutu costume.  It was the Valentine’s Day party at the Club; pink and red lingerie were the costume du jour.  I reverted back to my Hotwife Debut dress…it did have a little pink in it.  I get enough attention in this club without putting myself on display in sexy red or pink lingerie….as thrilling and provocative as it might be, I just did not desire the added interest in my physical person!

Ron and I started off the night with a bang!  We quickly disappeared into the couple’s room to enjoy each other’s bodies. I felt myself relaxing and melting as Ron’s hands expertly explored my body and mine his.  Wasting no time, his fingers hastily slid into my impatient pussy and thrust against my lush G-Spot bringing me waves of ecstasy as he stimulated me to orgasm repeatedly with Ron-imposed pauses in between each climax. My overwhelming desire to be fucked by Ron expanded exponentially…as it always does.  Argh!  We were waylaid by the lack of a condom – while the Club provides free condoms in all the playrooms they are “one size fits most” so Ron supplies his own more size appropriate condoms.  Fortunately, Nora appeared just in the nick of time and happily went downstairs to retrieve condoms from their stockpile in the basement - Ron’s underground stash.  It took a bit of time for the condom to arrive, which also led to a bit of a mellowing of sexual tension.  I regret not proactively avoiding the sexual mellow, but the truth was we were both tired from a long week and a lot of driving.  And for the first time since we met in October, I experienced the libidinal effects of fatigue on Ron.  Like mere mortals, Ron gets tired too.  And in all honesty, I have continually been nothing short of amazed at Ron’s energy and sexual prowess.  So a slight lull in Ron’s energy was a very humanizing moment that made me consider beyond the sex and wonder how challenging his daily life may be.  

With condom in hand sexual desire overcame exhaustion. Ron and I fervently fucked with insatiable hands and fingers, engorged cock and ravenous mouths.  Ron pleasured me endlessly with his fingers in my cunt.  While Ron was pumping his fingers in and out of my pussy exciting my G-Spot, I was intrigued by a very sexy man standing at the foot of the bed explicitly watching Ron’s orgasmic power over me.  His eyes were compellingly intense as they stared directly into my blissfully orgasmic eyes and I could not turn my eyes away from his. He held my gaze for what seemed like a very long time as I climaxed under Ron’s phenomenally expert hands.  I do not know if Ron was aware that this man was watching us in our passionate sexual rapture.  In retrospect I wish I had invited him to join Ron and I.  A larger group sexual encounter could have taken the erotic experience to a naughtier and even more thrilling level.  But as yet, I have not found my sexual bearings strongly enough to invite new players onto my bed at the clubs– which is ironic because after the intense visual connection I would have eagerly fucked him if he had only asked.

Ron and I were resting on the futon-like bed and enjoying the afterglow of great sex when Celeste appeared at the foot of the bed.  She stood there chatting away with Ron so we invited her onto the bed.  She started to sit next to me but I directed her to the other side of Ron….Ron likes to be in the middle of two women, and really, what man wouldn’t?  But also, I was not entirely sure that I wanted her near me yet.  Her vibes were peculiar.  She saddled up next to Ron….and started talking.  And talking. And just kept on talking about WAY unsexy stuff.  She bitched and moaned about her roommate problems and her life in general.  No way was this even a little bit erotic and I was not going to allow her to muck up my perfectly sexy evening.  I bid them farewell and told them to have a good time and left the funky negativity that Celeste was spinning behind me. 

I wandered about the club for a while and surveyed the scene.  It was a crowded night and there was a strong frenetic sexual energy in the atmosphere as well as a lot of high school shenanigans by single men new to the scene as well as young partying couples who were voyeuristically titillated by risqué sexual displays and the promise of sexual gratification.  At one point as I navigated past the jam-packed dance floor toward the congested bar, I was grabbed around my waist by the hand and arm of an exceedingly youthful man.  Not subtly grabbed but quite physically and all encompassing owned for a split second.  I slipped away but was disconcerted that he would reach and presume to take so aggressively without even making eye contact or making any attempt at communication.  Not long after, the same evidently single man approached me and invited me to dance.  I accepted and danced with him for a song or two while watching him closely, gauging my interest and studying his youthfulness.  This night constituted his premier visit to the club and while the minimum age for entry is 21, I was not entirely convinced that he legitimately met the requirement.  I was probably his MILF wet dream.  I thought about how much sex with very young men would be fun or not and decided that this was not something I wanted to pursue tonight.  While I am sure that he could be amusing and enthusiastic, and maybe even rock hard and long lasting, I was not sure that I was ready to start on the path as a Cougar enjoying sex with ‘Cubs’ - men considerably my junior. 

It was not much later before his Cougar/MILF dream for the night came true with Celeste.  I found her upstairs on the mammoth, wide-open, well-lit orgy bed that was surrounded on three sides by a multitude of voyeurs bellied up to the orgy bar, which surrounds the bed. She was riding him for all he was worth and he was loving it!  So maybe I was a boring prude tonight…passing up what could be exhilarating sexual opportunities with tight young bodies, hard eager cocks and possibly even the pinnacle of my sexual experience…one never really knows!  But, for the first time, I was not feeling adventurous.  Nick and I had been having some rough conversations and painful growth moments related to our new open, non-monogamous marriage and the Swingers Lifestyle that damped my enthusiasm tonight despite being out with his endorsement.

As I trolled the club, I noticed an attractive younger man watching me.  David, I later learned his name, was a club volunteer tonight but was obviously interested in pursuing me.  Each time I was near he made serious eye contact and would become as chatty as he could be while working.  He danced with me and flirted before being pulled away for work.  I was having fun leading him on a bit, flirting and being suggestive.  I decided that while new sex partners were not on my agenda tonight that it would be great fun to just hang out, flirt, dance and be more aggressively open and suggestive than I usually am.  David headed back to work and I continued my prowl around the club.

Back upstairs Ron and I were watching the sexy pole dancing cum lap dances taking place over in the dark seating area by the pole.  There were a couple of very hot women confidently strutting their stuff – climbing, bending, flexing, twisting, wiggling, baring nearly all and then some - and making not only their partners desirous but also the voyeurs among us.  I am sure that Ron was enthralled by the views and I felt my breath quicken with sexual hunger as I watched.  Ron and I joined the group as a space vacated on the brown leather sofa.  We kissed and touched; I stroked his cock while we took in the erotic sights.  He finger fucked me and I may have even sucked on his cock briefly but found my self too enthralled with the views to really engage.  We were sitting next to a man whose voluptuous woman began to pole/lap dance for him. She had very robust breasts and a large tight ass.  Both physical attributes which she used to entice her partner….and us.  We watched as she lowered her pussy onto his subtly exposed cock and fucked him on the sofa next to us…at first facing him and then in reverse.  It was an incredibly beautiful and erotic sight and I wanted to stroke her glistening body. I asked if I could touch her before I reached out with my left hand and caressed her full-bodied tight ass and, when she turned around, her large breasts.  She felt delightful and I was tremendously interested in exploring her tempting body.

Later in the night I ran into Ted whom I had met at the club previously. I remembered him as cute, actively interested in me and as having imbibed in too much alcohol to entertain the idea of play.  It is simply not fun to fuck a man under the influence of alcohol – or mind altering drugs or cigarettes for that matter!  I want a sexual partner to be PRESENT and in the moment.  Anyway, Ted was still hot for me tonight and decidedly not under the influence.  However, I had already pretty much decided that I did not want to take the initiative to fuck new people tonight. I was already in a bit of an emotional funk that I could not shake. But, Ted was tenacious in his efforts to connect with me and to play, perhaps even overly eager.

Ted and I headed toward the dance floor for some sexy dancing.  While I was having fun dancing with Ted, I did not want him to get the idea that I was ‘with him’ – later in the evening one of his friends referred to me as ‘Ted’s girlfriend”…..which I did not appreciate in the slightest – so I think I was less than successful in my endeavor to keep him at arms length!  While dancing David passed by and looked disappointed to see me dancing with Ted.  I did not want either man to think I was a commodity to be possessed, even if only for a short while.  I grabbed David and pulled him in to dance with us.  I was tightly sandwiched between Ted and David, in a very eroctic way.  I could feel both men grinding into me as they moved to the music but with clear alternative agendas.  David’s cock bulged in his pants and pressed up against me as we danced.  He was undeniably hot for me.  After a few songs I broke off to cool down and found Ted trailing me.  He shifted to a complementary strategy of raving about my physical attributes.  It never hurts to have a man tell a woman that her body is ‘perfect’ but it is by no means a key to the treasure chest.  Aside from a series of compliments Ted struggled with conversation, resorted to male club-posturing to try and seal the deal. It was fun to talk to him and I turned his offers of play down at least twice but did let him know that I might be interested another time.  As he was leaving the Club he slipped me a Club card with his number, which I purposefully discarded at the end of the night.  

There were two burly, plaid-clad, twenty-something manly men hanging out at the far end of the bar scoping the dance floor as the crowds began to ease slightly.  I had seen them enter the Club together around the same time I arrived and had not seen them with anyone – man or woman - but each other for company the entire night.  I was curious about their story and approached.  It was their first time at a swingers club and they were working hard to be ultra-cool.  And they were rabidly hungry to participate in the carnal recreation that was evident all around but were firmly rooted in the typical club scene machismo and had not the slightest appropriate thought for how to gain access to the pleasures that awaited.  Next to us a curvy, sexy woman in revealing red lingerie was swaying erotically as another woman caressed and nibbled on her exposed breasts slowly moving down and tasting her hungry wet pussy.  The men seemed non-pulsed by the scorching hot scene –  scorching hot even by my estimation - but it clearly ramped up their desire as they circled me like vultures and moved closer in cornering me against the bar.  One with his arm domineeringly (without my invitation, subtle or overt) wrapped around my waist.  They began to pepper me with questions….Did I come alone? Was this my first time?  Had a fucked tonight?  Do I usually fuck at the Club? How many men had I fucked?  And the litany continued until they tried to persuade me to take them to a room and fuck them. After all, I was obviously a wanton woman who would be gratified and satisfied by their hard cocks, apparent superior sexual prowess, and staying power to satisfy any sex starved woman (because surely I was sex starved?).  As one of them told me, his cock is always rock hard and goes on and on to thoroughly satisfy any woman.  And this is the way to get a woman – horny or otherwise – to fuck them?  It is no wonder they were holding up the bar when the crowds were dissipating.  Grandiose promises of carnal bliss or not, I was sorely underwhelmed and found my way out of their menacing clutches.   A positive, vigorous attitude and engaging personality are at least as important – if not significantly more important – than mere physical sexual attributes and theirs was an absolute anti-aphrodisiac.

I found Ron and Nora sitting at the back of the couples’ room…her hand stroking his gorgeous cock and his fingers inside her pussy.  They were both watching an astounding, petite, muscular young woman fucking her man with near supremacy.  He was prostrate doing little to nothing while she moved flowingly and continuously, shifting positions frequently, fucking him while maintaining amazing physical control over her body in space as well as on top of her partner.  She did graceful powerful full squats over him; repeatedly taking his cock deep into her cunt over and over again without ever actually touching him anywhere beyond his cock.  She had incredible balance and corporeal power.  Intrigued by the unique sexual coupling on display, I joined Ron and Nora and watched, as well.  Ron continued to touch his wife and slid his hand between my legs as well. It was sexually compelling to gaze at a room full of couples entwined in animalistic sex while having his hand on my pussy.  However, after declining an opportunity to fuck Ron (what was I thinking?!), I found myself enjoying sucking on his cock for a good long while as he stood before me and continued to observe and enjoy the variety of sounds, shapes, sizes and sexual encounters displayed in every direction the eye could see. 

Nora was really tired and I could see her heart was not into hanging out at the Club. And I was not quite myself.  So we decided to call it a night. But, first, Ron and Nora had to collect Celeste.  Rounding up Celeste turned out to be quite an undertaking!  She was off in the throes of sexual pleasure.  While waiting downstairs David optimistically informed me that he was off duty from his volunteer responsibilities and asked me to join him for some serious play.  I was theoretically interested, but thought we were getting ready to leave – having no concept for how long Celeste’s current fuck would take.  Instead, I sat with Nora and David and talked….and talked…and talked.  Wow!  What could Celeste be doing all that time?!  David asked for my telephone number to call me so we could get to know each other.  I declined saying that I would be interested in seeing him again at the club, but that my husband and I were not interested in extra-Club contact.  Trying to be social and chatty, I asked David what he does for a living.  He said, “Is that your way of trying to figure out how much money I make?”  I was taken aback by his acerbic retort and responded that not only was I not digging for his finances, but that it was entirely irrelevant to me since I was only interested in the physical play within the confines of the Club and certainly nothing beyond the Club doors.  I was simply trying to make conversation.  After all, great sex really has nothing to do with income level.  

Eventually, Celeste resurfaced and we all headed back to the hotel for the night.  I had never been quite sure about who would end up in the hotel room and was not terribly surprised that Celeste would be joining us since she was with Ron and Nora for the evening…but I was not thrilled given the remaining vibes that I felt following the unsexy episode with her earlier in the evening.  Prior to heading to the hotel, Nora inquired about the sleeping arrangements given the two double hotel beds and four bodies – three females and one male.  I was noncommittal not wanting to assume anything – maybe Ron and Nora would want to sleep together or maybe Ron would want to be with Celeste since they had invited her for the evening…I just did not know. Ron replied that he would like to sleep with me.  His statement was a surprising relief for me because I absolutely did not want to sleep with Celeste and I was not eager for Celeste to share with Ron since I really did not want to have a first row seat to the sights, sounds and smells of early morning copulation.  I also thought it would be an interesting personal experience to sleep with another man in the literal sense. This was something that I had not really realized until it actually transpired.   It was not something that I had expected or thought through, nor was it something that I had previously discussed with Nick – not for purposes of evasion but rather by simple omission.  Despite Ron as my bed companion on a small double bed, I was freezing!  Ron was roasty toasty, but I simply could not get warm despite the waves of heat that radiated from his body.  I ended up sleeping next to him fully-clothed in pink and grey sweats with red fuzzy Christmas socks and the room’s mini- heater cranking...well, the best it could do was to enthusiastically blow faintly warm air. 

Sleeping with another man in the same bed was a novel experience for me after sleeping with only Nick for 20+ years.  I viewed it as a bit of an experiment and it was more enjoyable in ways that I cannot define than I had anticipated – and that with no sex involved. However, the simple act of sharing the bed with Ron did not sit well with Nick.  Sleeping in the same bed seemed to cross a line of intimacy that made Nick uncomfortable.  Fucking Ron was acceptable behavior….sharing a hotel bed for a few hours in the early morning was not – even with his wife and another woman in the next bed.