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If Swinging Is A State of Mind… Are You Ever Not A Swinger?

I believe that swinging is a state of mind. Whether you are non-monogamous or just like variety or love the sexually charged environment to the point where you are unable to stay away from… it is a state of mind or a part of you that is always present.

Let me explain this again… I crave variety of partners. I was married for 23 years, with my husband 24 years before we ever talked about swinging. However, it does not mean that I hadn’t lusted after or wanted to explore something with a coworker or think about a stranger I ran across… I admit that I have never done anything other than think and possibly flirt… but then again… I flirt with cashiers and other people all the time… a part of me… but there was always something about me that wanted to look at and want another person. I thought of fucking other men… I thought of playing with women… That was a state of my mind… something that took a great hold in my brain… hell, I even wrote stories about it… about wanting a MFM, FF, group sex… and all kinds of interesting things… I read books and got so turned on by the naughty fun written…

My body and my brain craves variety… and more importantly… it is a part of my life now…

I have stated many times, I have no idea if I could ever stop being a swinger. I may get to a point where I can’t have sex anymore with other swingers… for obvious reasons… when you get to a certain age and you look like your age… the demand for play is less by others… and it changes how it manifests itself… but I do not think I could ever get rid of my swinger state of mind. This means… I think I will always think about non-monogamy and the joys I received while swinging… the sex… the conversation… the variety… it all plays a part in this state of mind…

I have talked to people in their 60s, 70s, and 80s that are very much still enjoying the swinger state of mind. They enjoy going to parties and clubs… even though they know people won’t be interested in fucking them… the sexual vibe that they find there is what they crave. They may end up having sex with each other… but they all have stated that they can’t stop being a swinger even if they don’t technically swing…

That to me says it is a state of mind… it is a part of who they are… and whether they have sex with other swingers or they just like to have the environment around them… well, to them it is a state of mind.

Monogamy is a state of mind just as non-monogamy is a state of mind. It is something you choose or have chosen for you… Society has made monogamy the preferred state of being… not going to give you a bible lesson… but… it is there… we choose to follow society rules… whether marriage is good and multiple marriages are bad… unless of course… multiple marriages are excused and getting married young is good and getting married older is bad… unless waiting until later is better than getting married young…

Cheating is bad… unless you are a swinger, then you swinging with your spouse is worse than cheating on your spouse…

All because today society says… this is how you must be…

But how does that really impact how you think… how you feel you are inside… outside of the view of society?

That is what makes swinging a state of mind… the fact that society says you must be monogamous… and you can’t fight the desire for variety… that you can’t fight the need for having sex with others. That your wandering eye is not a sign of disrespect to your partner as much as it is a part of who you are… enjoying the ‘eye candy’. Flirting with others is as natural to you as breathing… and you don’t really see why flirting with other men or women is so wrong… going to a club or party and getting ‘high’ off the sexual vibes is a great deal of fun… almost addictive…

This is a state of mind… something that you crave… you want… you need… you explore… you… well, let’s just look at the definition of state of mind…

Attitude, perspective, outlook, approach, mood, disposition, frame of mind, mindset, way of looking at things

I laughed at some of the folks on the forums who stated it was not a state of mind. One response was something about how they never purchased an alcoholic beverage or rented a hotel room for a state of mind… and yet, people do every single day for a variety of things – sports, business, hobbies, and so on that they are very much involved in… even a life-long learner (student)…

I actually felt bad for this person… they missed the entire point of asking the question… it was to see if they can see how their mindset, attitude, perspective, outlook, approach, mood, disposition, frame of mind, mindset, way of looking at things… why would the go to an event or on a couple date with the intention of fucking someone if not for a state of mind that “their mindset, attitude, perspective, outlook, approach, mood, disposition, frame of mind, mindset, way of looking at things” was geared for non-monogamy.

But anyways… when you look at something like swinging or more importantly non-monogamy as that is the basic element of getting into swinging… if you felt this way for a long time or just since someone mentioned it to you for the first time… and you feel this is something that you could do and feel good doing it… and you recognize it is a part of your personality, life, and state of mind… could you ever stop having that state of mind?

While we are looking at this… let’s look at all those swingers we see that take ‘breaks’ from swinging and yet, keep coming back to swinging. Why?

Why do they come back to swinging after a break?

Some will even remove their profiles and then get a new profile. Why? Because they can’t really move away from swinging completely or long term.

You read a number of profiles that say one of them swung before and one never had and they are both now into it… because they can’t stay away from it…

Well, I am going to stop here… I have more to write… but I will let this settle for a while… and then I will continue it in the next post.

 

 

Would You, Could You, Have You…. Poly…

If I were to care nothing about the state of my boy’s mental health, I could see having a couple husbands along the lines of sister wives but what would that be called – brother husbands…. hmm, just not the same flow as sister wives… but I could get used to how that sounds on my tongue…. our boys are in their 20s so it is a bit different for them now if I suddenly said… hey boys, wanna come to my husband number 3 wedding…. they know nothing of our adventures… and well, that may not be the best way to break the news to them….

I do not think I could be a sister wife….

Not because I would be jealous of the shared attention… but more that I would be annoyed greatly by the ‘behaviors typical of women’ all through the month…. yeah, not a fan of myself sometimes during the month… couldn’t imagine sharing that with other woman….

We will blame it on my birth order, gender make up of the family and the gender of my children…

I was a middle child…. only girl… younger brother much younger like 7-8 years younger… older brother 3 years older…. I have two sons… I have been the only girl with the exception of my mother in my family… and my mother and I share a lot of crap and some of it is the hormonal crap…. I tell you what… that was not a fun time when mom… well, anyways, I am sure you can figure it out… let that imagination run wild…

Yeah, I am a wonderful person… unless I am not… if my hormones control me… I hate being by ME and can’t imagine what mental illness my husband has that caused him to remain by me for 26 years… LOL…… okay, maybe a little sainthood, but let’s not go overboard… he isn’t the easiest person to live with either…. seems our ‘cycles’ still haven’t synced up yet… 26 years and you would think it would… when he is an ass I am happy as a lark… when I…. well, why go and admit that I can be a bitch sometimes…. it would ruin the image I am trying…. who the hell am I kidding….. surely you read my blog posts… I am human… imperfect in all my glory… LOL. Don’t worry, my ego is really in check… honest…

Seriously… I couldn’t imagine being one of 3 or 4 wives of one man… but I can certainly see myself with more than one husband….

Now, if those husbands did not live in the same house with me… all the better…. maybe if we were lucky… we could have each one live a block or two from the other….

I am really seeing some great benefits here… lots of variety… in men, homes, hmm, I am liking this a lot…. with them all being a few blocks from each other… less travel time more together time… and think about the gang bang I could have with them all… oh my, I am liking this a lot…. lol

I wrote a series of posts about ‘What’s Love Got To Do With It?” (there are 4 parts to that series). I truly believe you can love more than one person equally and differently at the same time.

I love my oldest son in a very different manner than I love my youngest son. But I could not tell you which one I love more….

I believe that if I had 12 children that feeling would be the same…. I love them differently but equal.

I imagine that is the same for multiple partners…. and I am not talking the once and done or maybe a handful of play times you see in the lifestyle…

Multiple partners as in a boyfriend or girlfriend or if allowed depending on where you live… multiple spouses at the same time…

Since where I live you can’t do that…. marry more than one person at a time… the idea of poly moves from multiple spouses to a spouse and a spare or two as in boyfriend or girlfriend….

I would go for the boyfriend thing despite being bisexual…. I love to play with woman who I find attractive but I have said it before and will again… I am a woman and know what women are like… and while I could have great emotional attachment to women and do…. I could not live with one in a emotional and sexual relationship. But if I have a boyfriend and hubby has a separate from the boyfriend I have – girlfriend… oooh, we could satisfy my bi itch…. the benefits keep multiplying….

I had college roommates and roommates after college that well… were women… and fucking drove me nuts….

You see too much crazy that you can identify with and want to escape and well you can’t…

But back to the poly thingy….

I could do poly with men…. I could see myself emotionally and sexually in a relationship where we are connected at a deeper level than just the occasional fuck we have on our sexually social adventure…

Does that mean I am looking for a ‘man’ to take on the role of my boyfriend?

Nope…. I don’t look for people for a purpose… I never have. I don’t search for someone or some type of person. Haven’t done that ever in my life… it is more random than that…

So am I looking for a poly relationship?

Nope… but I am open to one.

Does that make sense?

To me it does. If I find a person who I have a connection with and they with me and we both want a deeper connection and a lasting connection… and this is where it leads… I will embrace it with open arms…

However, I won’t look for one…

Why?

Because when I have an idea and a mission/goal/target/whatever you want to add…. I become so focused on that… that I miss other things that happen around me…

If I was looking for a boyfriend I would miss that one guy who has been around waiting for me to notice him….

Isn’t that how life goes… you look for something so hard that you miss what is right there in front of your face…

I have heard a number of people talk about poly lately in many different ways… mostly how the poly relationship seems to start when they are not looking for it with someone they never imagined they would have it with…

So that made me wonder… would you be involved in a poly relationship?

Could you be in a poly relationship?

Have you been in a poly relationship?

Is there any rules you think of when you think of poly?

I know that many who have commented on it talk about poly as in – the bad things I deal with already with my spouse would be multiplied…. who wants two bitchy wives…. I already have to beg for sex with her… why would I want to beg two women for sex…

Well, because you know this is me… and I probably have an opinion on their comments…. Here it is… maybe it isn’t the wife that is a bitch but you being an asshole….

And this is coming from a woman who doesn’t want to have a live in relationship with a woman…. LOL

But if the two of you are swingers and she doesn’t want to have sex with you, maybe it is you…. just saying… or maybe it is because she knows you bitch about her on the forums or chat or in person….

There may be other reasons you don’t want poly… practical ones… you couldn’t afford two households…

You work hard each day and sex with one woman/man already wears you out….

You have children with your husband… who will take care of them if you are with your boyfriend…

Yes, my examples are going from one gender perspective to another… and why don’t we admit I am putting some sterotypes in there….

Why am I doing that?

Because the responses I received were those above by others…. not me.

I think if you are likely to be in a poly relationship you would not go towards worrying about the financial and chore splitting first thing…. I think you would rather consider the emotional and sexual components of a poly relationship.

There are people in this world who have no desire to be parents… they do not want the hassle or burden of children. Their mindset tells you right off they are not parent material. However, one can usually say that a person who wants to have children do not consider all the financial and physical ramifications first in their minds when they picture themselves with children… they figure it will work out…. if they love their children with all their hearts, it will work out….

Now, we are not debating the reality versus dream of this example… the good, the bad, the ugly and all the exceptions to that rule… what we are discussing that if a person is open to children they think of the children they will have and love and if the person is not open to children they will think of all the other things that come with the children and it is largely negative….

The same is for poly…

If you are open to poly… you will look at the benefits of this relationship… you will look towards how each person will benefit and not focus on the details of who, when, where, how often, how much will it cost and so on….

One is a heart issue and one is a head issue… doesn’t mean that the person who is interested in poly cannot think of those ‘head’ issues… but they find they have other things that are more important and that is largely finding a person they love and feel comfortable sharing all parts of their lives…

Now, I am sure there are couples out there where one part is more poly than the other… or maybe one is poly – friendly and the other is NO POLY EVER….

But I wonder how many of us would love to have another person in our lives that loves us unconditionally and we met on a swinging website… or elsewhere but welcomed them into our lives with our spouse being on board… understanding that you have room in your heart for more than one person… love them differently but equally….

And that last sentence may be the ‘thing’ that kills this whole subject for many…. “EQUALLY”. How could I replace the love of my spouse with someone else equally???? The mother/father of my children…..

Gonna go ahead and step out on a limb… if that is your first reaction…. then you are not poly material….

LOL

Hope you are enjoying your sexually social adventure where ever it leads….

Sophia

A Bit of Freedom…

A long time ago, sexually social adventures such as this were no where on my radar. I never would have thought when we were in pre-marriage counseling to think…. hmmm… I wonder if when we have been married 20+ years will we start having sex with others.. with each other fully involved in this endeavor…

When our pastor had some some feelings that our marriage would not work… and let us know he did… and it was MY fault… well, here is why…

Hubby was going to school… he was 26 and gonna go to college… not full time, just part time.. but due to an injury he was not working and the pastor asked me… ME how I was going to handle the house while hubby was at school.

What part of PART TIME did he not get. I worked full time, hubby didn’t work at all… he was going to school PART TIME….

You really think I am going to clean the bathroom exclusively when I am not the person peeing on the outside of the toilet…. when he is home and can clean the toilet himself? What was I supposed to do, make his lunch before I left for work so he could sit at home and have his lunch already made????

Now, I am not a burn your bra type of feminist… I do like to go without a bra, but not necessarily burning it… I won’t be demanding a man not treat me like a woman… but I do want paid equally.. I enjoy the niceties being treated like a lady brings…. but not a real big fan of being treated like a servant… when I am an equal partner in the marriage…

The pastor said I was selfish.

Oh my… hubby is home most of the time since he is taking but a few classes… no part time work… no full time work… I worked three 8:30 to 5pm days and 2 days 12pm – 9pm… and I needed to clean the house and make dinner…. while he did what…

I stuck to my guns on this… if he plans on eating, peeing in a clean toilet, and having clean clothes to wear… he was going to have to do the work too… and since his is only part time… he would do more of it than me….

Well, one day his family came over for dinner. I love to host and I love to feed people… I can clean up a kitchen lickety split… but I don’t clean the kitchen while guests are here… the damn dishes can wait… to me people are more important than a clean kitchen 10 minutes after the last bite is ate….

Hubby was carrying on about the kitchen needing to be cleaned… I whispered as low as I could, which was hard… very hard… and told him, “You want the fucking kitchen cleaned now, do it yourself.”

In 8 days we will be celebrating 25 years of marriage…

He does his share to this day of cleaning, cooking, and other tasks necessary. It is not a ‘he does more than me/less than me’ situation. It is… if it needs to be done, then by all that is good in the world, do it…

We follow this same basic principle in our sexually social adventure… we both have to agree on the ‘whatever’ it is we are discussing… We have to see the other person’s point of view…

No one has the final say in this… and no one has more ‘authority’ than the other… despite the ‘setting the ground rules’ early in our relationship/marriage… it has been a ‘fair’ division of responsibilities and reward.

Now, for most people who have been married… you know that some rewards are buried in the midst of some rather shitty shit you deal with… and that is life…

And so it is in the sexually social adventure…

Sometimes you deal with some really fun stuff on the adventure and you deal with some really shitty shit too.

For many of us who have had more than one ‘adventure’ there has been some great times you look back on fondly and some not so great times you look back on and think “WTF” was I thinking…

And it isn’t a matter of taking one for the team… whatever that means… I say whatever that means as each person has a different opinion of what that means… and I always wondered why people took one for the team… you have a choice don’t you to say no…

I guess it may be different in my eyes… if I choose to have sex with someone I don’t see it as taking one for the team. I see it as my decision to have sex with them. I hope for the best and if it is less than the best experience I had… it is a ‘less than best experience’ and I don’t see it as taking one for the team…

I think you really have to accept the responsibility for all your adventures and not see it as a taking one for the team… it seems like an excuse used for the bad times had… and your contribution to it…

If you have the attitude that you are taking one for the team… it can be felt… by others… if you are not interested…say so… if you don’t and the person can feel your attitude towards that… then that is your contribution…. funny how that works…

Just like I did to my hubby and the pastor when the pastor thought I should cater and serve my husband when he was able to do those things… I voiced my opinion on it and said that is not how it would go. It hasn’t gone that way.

If hubby is going to complain about something being unfair on our adventure… he needs to shut up… why? Because he has the same opportunity as I do to change the course of the adventure…

He can stand up and say… hey look here… no way I am gonna do this or I wanna do that…

See each partner has a bit of freedom… to say what they want and how they want it…

And in a greater sense… that is what this sexually social adventure gives everyone who ventures in… a bit of freedom to pursue whatever it is that you choose to pursue…

A few days ago in chat I asked a question “for or against hall passes”…

The answers were typical. Not a single surprise at all. I am serious… all the same answers typically given.

It was sad… and here is why… while most of the respondents in chat were male.. they gave answers that focused on the premise that only the woman have hall passes…

Now think about this… they automatically assumed the women would have the hall passes… that they – the men would not have hall passes.

Who are the women hall passing with????

I have not had a hall pass with a woman alone. I have not sought a hall pass with a woman alone… or been sought after for a hall pass with a woman alone…

Most men generally assume their wives would have the hall passes and cannot see themselves as the recipient of a hall pass…

Yet, wouldn’t it make sense to have some man out there available to have a hall pass if women are having hall passes with men….

It made me wonder if the bit of freedom we have is a bit clogged with the manner we view ourselves….

Could we possibly think that our sexually social adventures should be a certain way because that is how it has always been – remember that story about the pastor – pre-marriage counseling and the division of housework? And what a joke that division of housework was in his view. Instead of seeing that our sexually social adventure should be designed to meet the needs of both of us as we are both equal in this adventure as I saw us in our marriage, men believe it is all for the women. To the extent that men cannot see themselves as someone desired. Putting themselves down to boost their wives.

I cannot tell you how many times I have had men mention that their wives have hall passes and they do not because….

And it is  mostly because they do not feel anyone would want to have a hall pass with them…

Is that not sad? Here we are having a sexually social adventure… as in we are having sex… and you know I have hall passes and I know your wife has hall passes… and you didn’t think that there was a possibility of us having a hall pass together?

This one guy… his wife had many hall passes…. he never had one. He honestly believed no one would want to have hall passes with him… There is more to that story and maybe one day I will share more details… but it is really sad to me to think that so many men believe when people tell them it is only the women who matter on this sexually social adventure…

I have to wonder if that attitude precludes you from being a party to hall passes because deep down you don’t believe anyone would want you….

Just a little something to think about…. on your sexually social ‘freedom’ adventure…

Sophia

Sweet Dreams….

Okay, on the way home today from a hall pass I am trying really hard to find a radio station to listen too… I needed some music that matched my mood and I will tell you what… few of the songs on the radio did…

I hit an oldie station – Billy Joel, Elton John and Annie Lennox came on and I was singing along… not sure if it was in tune… but whatever… I was the only one in the car and my windows were up. It is allergy season you know…

So I am listening to Annie Lennox sing about sweet dreams…

Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
I travel the world
And the seven seas,
Everybody’s looking for something.

Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused.

Read more: Eurythmics – Sweet Dreams (are Made Of This) Lyrics | MetroLyrics

When I was a young girl… I had not idea what this song would mean to me some 20 odd years later… Okay if I am honest… it is more like in the 32 years ago… 1983 people… holy crap… who knew it was that long ago… really, did not know… had to look it up… I was graduating from 8th grade… HOLY SHIT!

Now it makes so much more sense that I had no real idea what this song was about…

Well, now I am thinking how this song relates to my life now… the whole sexually social adventure…

The words use you and used by you… abuse you and be abused… yeah, I am really seeing a lot of fun in those words as it relates to all the freaky things we all like to do…

Whether we are into BDSM… once and one… or using you in new and exciting ways.. it is a whole new approach to singing along to this song…

I tell you what… I could have closed my eyes and found all kinds of images to go along with those words… however, I chose to keep my eyes open and sing with gusto thinking of all the fun ways I have lived out that song…

There are things I want to do still… things on my bucket list and things I can barely put in words let alone put them on a list… that I close my eyes and have sweet dreams about… oh my… yes please!

I wonder, do you have your images of what makes your sweet dreams? Do you have a list of things you want to try that is so secret that you smile and no one knows why…

I think we should all remember that ‘everybody’s looking for something’… and finding out what that something is… that is what makes our sexually social adventures so much fun…

Here’s to – sexual deviance – the great equalizer!

Sophia

This Could Lead Anywhere…

I have no idea what the topic of this post is as I am sitting here writing… I am texting naughty fun sayings to a girlfriend/business partner of mine.. yes, she is a swinger…

That is a funny story… how I became business partners with a swinger…

OOOH, maybe that will be part of the topic…

I will preface this post to say… there are really cool folks out there that swing and some really gross, scary folks out there that swing… While I write about this, I will tell you honestly… that you always need to be SURE of the people you get to know through different sites and methods of communication…

It can go so very wrong…

And sometimes it can go so very right…

If you worry about others finding out you are a swinger it is often because they have had such negative feelings and opinions about swinger.. so you may feel a bit guilty that you are a swinger and believe the hype that you are worse than anyone else who is not a swinger…

Well, this topic is not about who is right and who is wrong… but just a few observations…

I know swingers and I know non swingers… I have had ‘real world’ interactions with both… and I tell you what… sometimes you would be surprised by the behaviors of those non-swinging folks…

I am not talking of a sexual nature… I am talking about the willingness to be authentic – and hey that is saying a lot since I have had sex with some men multiple times and do not know their last names and its been about a year we have known each other…

But that is the rule of the lifestyle… keep your identity on the down low because you don’t know who will out you… or when… or if…

With social media, it is possible if you have someone’s phone number in your phone to be put on a ‘person you may know list’ which is startling at times when you don’t know their real name but you know all about their sexual preferences and then about their ‘nilla’ life… facebook, twitter, linkedin… yep… funny and weird…

So I tell my friend/business partner/person from a sex site an idea I have about getting the word out.. and she says… hey let’s ask coolfunnysmartguy (that’s not his real profile name but it could be) if he can direct us… so he says to her via chat on a sex site… let me look into this… as he is perving our business website – yep, has seen pics of  my tits and pussy and now knows my phone number, full name, and my website building skills….

Then my friend/business partner/person from a sex site tells this unicorn she plays with who has some ideas about this idea of mine and suggestions on how to get the idea done….

And the three vanilla folks that said they wanted to join forces with me… that I worked with for a year or more… goes off silently to the great unknown – as in nonresponsive and when they did talk to me again completely fails to mention the fact that they stopped working for/with me…. like if I don’t mention it – it didn’t happen…

Oh and let’s not forget how they stabbed me in the back… but that is another story… sometimes I think… why am I surprised nillas did this to me and even more surprised a swinger will help me and know even less about me… and it isn’t like the 1500 or more miles between has made the chances of you getting in my panties as a reward for helping me any more ‘real’ than it was before you offered to help… but still you did…

And the overwhelming belief is that swingers lack morals… we have no moral compass because we admit we like sex. We have no moral compass because while they (nillas) will cheat on their significant others… we fuck others with our spouses in the same bed… or with their permission on a hall pass… and we are the bad guys… and gals…

While we have to hide from the world because of our choice to have sex with others… they hide from the world because they are too chicken shit to be able to be honest with themselves…

Now these are people who shared some big ass secrets with me… the nillas… and some of their secrets they should have kept quiet. But I don’t spill those secrets… or judge them for those secrets… yet… they judge me.

So, why is this a topic on my blog… because I am amazed at how some people in the lifestyle can develop deep connections and as you know we are all the lowest of the low… LOL but we can develop deeper connections with other swingers because maybe we can be honest about sex… our deepest desires… and if you know that I get off on gay sex porn… love pegging guys… and enjoy the variety swinging brings… you can pretty much tell me… hey, you know that idea you had… how you have it sucks… let’s consider doing it this way…. and I will be more open to that idea… why? because I know you like to be tied down, wear a cage, or get it in the ass just as much as me…

Yeah, sexual deviancy… the great equalizer…. LOL

Which brings me to another topic somewhat related… we were at a mountain bike group picnic and I met a number of the wives and each time they talked about sex they had to whisper the word sex or use some other funny word to mean sex but not say sex…

And the other day.. me and a guy on a ‘lunch/hall pass’ used the word fishing in place of swinging…

It was hilarious how many ways you can talk about fishing… like dropping my pole in your pond… that had to be the best one… OMG how funny…

Well, I have to get some groceries… I have put it off as long as I can… real life has a way of coming in and messing up the fun of blogging…

But before I go… here are some of the things that I found and shared with my friend… Hope you like

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We laughed our asses off… I have more… but that is all you get for now…

Hope you are enjoying your sexually social adventure… I am

Sophia

Don’t Ask If You Don’t Want the Answer…

There is a funny thing that happens all over our lives… people ask questions and do not like the answers as they are not what they wanted to hear.

You know the questions…

Do you like me?

Do you love me?

Was I good?

Am I pretty?

Do I look fat?

Is my cock big enough for you?

Do you wanna?

No matter who we are… we are asked questions.  Do you want fries with that? Questions come from everywhere and we have a choice to make… do we answer the question and answer it honestly.

I received a cute little meme yesterday from a friend. I would post it here, but it has a picture of little Raven Simone from her days on the Cosby Show and I won’t post kid pics on here… but it says….

DON’T ASK FOR MY OPINION AND GET MADE WHEN I TELL YOU THE TRUTH.

It was sent to me because people will ask for my opinion or seek some answers from me and are surprised because I will give you the honest answer.

Now, I tend to write on chat in a very sexy – provocative – friendly – fun manner. So when I am at the point of being very honest in my answer to something someone asked me about… I will speak (write) plainly.

There is one guy who acts like a creepy single male on chat. No one can stand him. He is not a single guy (as far as we know) but he comes across as a creepy single guy lurking on chat.

Well one night I had had enough of him. He lurks for hours on chat and then will spew some sanctimonious crap meant to belittle someone. He had done it to many. Luckily he had avoided me after one or two comments to me that failed to get a reaction.

Side note… if I don’t like you or want to talk to you on chat or the forums… I ignore you. It is pretty easy to do. I just don’t read your crap, don’t follow what you post, and don’t engage you… fairly easy.

Well, I had gotten tired of the private chats to me of people complaining about him. I told them to ignore him and they just could not.

I guess their ignore people gene isn’t fully developed like mine is. So I made a comment to this person. I said something like this… “Hey, do you realize you come across as a creepy single guy and no one likes you on chat.”

I was hoping for the shock value of that statement in the event he would – I don’t know – stop being a creepy single guy.

He starts in on his sanctimonious crap about how he could prove he was a married man. He could show me profiles of folks who met him. He went on and on and just did not stop. I told him…. First of all, why are you on chat 24/7 if you are married. Do you not want to choose your wife over sitting on chat all day and night. But more importantly, I do not need to talk to those people you suggested. I have no desire to verify you are a married man. I don’t care. I am simply telling you that you are pissing off people who chat here, you are coming off as a creepy single guy, and many refuse to come on chat when you are on and since you never leave chat, you are ruining the fun of chat.

To which he went on to tell me again about how very married he is…

Fully ignoring the fact that I mentioned the issue is how creepy he is coming across. And yes, it was appropriate with the stream of conversation that he was involved in… specifically why chat is so dead all the time…

I have had people ask me questions and here is my general rule of thumb. I will answer your question the first time in the most upbeat manner possible even if I have been asked the question by others hundreds of times. I will address you as if this is the first time I heard this question.

The second time you ask me the SAME question, I will answer you a little less upbeat… I will leave out the extra and just give you the bare answer…

The third time I swear it is all I can do not to rip your head off… I mean seriously… if you cannot possibly listen to what I answered the first time or the second time… you are too stupid for me.

Now the only exception of this is when you ask me questions like – does my cock feel good? Does your pussy want my cock?  You know what I mean… the important questions in life when in a situation where you want to have some fun adventures…

But to ask me what do you think about this particular situation…. and I tell you… and you don’t listen and you ask me again… or you get mad because I haven’t answered the question and you don’t like the answers I gave you….

If you pay attention, you notice that the same people will ask everyone they can the same questions hoping for a different answer or at least the answer they want.

And here is the thing… if you keep getting the same answers… shouldn’t that tell you something…

We have a few people who are on chat doing this all the time… We try to impart some decent advice that will actually allow them to prepare for the ‘realities’ of swinging without the surprise element most of us painfully experienced.

We try to give examples of our experiences rather than tell them what they should do… but they tell us that it won’t happen that way…

I can’t tell you how many newbies of swinging we were their first full swap. I can’t tell you how many were so nervous thinking of how the night will go that they got so upset that it didn’t meet their expectations. And it wasn’t because the sex wasn’t good… it was because they thought it would begin a certain way and they would be able to do all 20 items on their checklist… and they came before they could do more than four.

Or they got so excited and nervous they drank too much… or even if they didn’t drink too much or at all he couldn’t get it up because he is so nervous…

Or the MRS felt weird afterwards and started to close off… or one of them like one of us more than the other and they feel guilty about it…

Hell, anything can happen and it usually does…

It usually hurts when swinging reality slaps you in the face…

Well, it just goes on to say that some people ask for advice and don’t really want to hear the truth no matter how nicely you present it to them. I think it would be easier to preface each answer with “Just so I am clear, what answer are you hoping I give?”

I think that would make a lot of the angst we all feel when we are in this situation go away… or at least lessen… we can tailor our answers to meet their expectations… water down the truth and do an injustice to others who are listening and want to ask the same question…

So what do you do? Lie, manipulate the answer to make it easier to accept, or tell the truth and hope for the best…

For me, I will continue to be honest with them. I can’t fix stupid… I don’t want to try… but I will be the first one to tell them “Told you so!”

Hope you are enjoying your sexually social adventure….

Sophia

Does Anyone Really Believe That Line?

On chat, on the forums, and in person we hear some people say a version of this statement – and I emphasize a VERSION of this statement… I have heard so many versions of this and so have others… “I am only in the lifestyle for my wife, I am not interested in getting laid.”

Wanna call bullshit with me?

I mean seriously. I have to wonder if anyone believes this… you, your spouse, the people you spout this nonsense too…..

You sound stupid. You sound like you are in denial. You are in fact denial. You are denying your very basic desires and I do not understand why?

Let’s see if I can break this down in an attempt to understand this issue a bit better….

You and your wife decide to swing.

You tell your wife you do not care if you get laid.

Let’s stop here… Why did you start swinging?

I have and so have others heard “My wife wants to explore her bi-side.”

Well, then let her go and play with women alone. Not an option? Why not? You say she won’t be safe. Well, if it is just two women… you can meet the other woman before hand… but let’s ask this question here… if you don’t think your wife will be safe playing with another woman…. why are you swinging? Why are you putting you and your wife out there if you feel there will be a number of large risks to her safety?

That is not good for you to let her find a girl to have a ‘friendship’ with that she can also suck some pussy with…. you want to be involved…

So you present yourself as a couple looking for a single female to play with.. again, so your wife can explore her bi-side… Why then do you want to participate if this is for your wife and you don’t really care if you get laid?

Why then, are you upset that you cannot get hard when with your wife and another woman who is there by your own admission to allow your wife explore her bi-side and you are not interested in getting laid?

You are upset because you want to be hard, you want to fuck the other woman, you want to get laid.

However, you have lied to yourself and your spouse and everyone else you have told this too…

And for what purpose?

If you cannot be honest with yourself, you feel guilt when the two sides of you battle.

If you cannot be honest with yourself or your spouse… well this is the beginning of marital discord. Yeah, the same guilt that keeps you from getting hard or however it manifests itself will remain and in fact, get worse in you and between you two.

If you cannot be honest with your spouse about how you REALLY feel and how much you want this… because you do not think your wife will understand… buddy, you have got some major issues happening in your marriage…

Gotta ask why her desires with the lifestyle are more important than yours…. or why you would want to continue this type of relationship… Now, I am not saying divorce her… I am talking about being honest for possibly the first time in your life about what you want sexually. I mean seriously… you are a swinger… why can’t you embrace the fact you are a swinger and fucking swing!

How fair are you being to those you want to meet, meet, or try to fuck?

And come on, if the other woman wants you, are you really going to say… “Sorry, I really don’t want to get laid.”

Got to admit here, the few guys who have said that line to me… that they are only in this for their wife and her bi enjoyment… were lying to me… first of all.. we (the other female and I) hardly played if at all… she was more interested in fucking my hubby and he fucked me…. and wanted to do so again and again…

Let’s be honest here… If you want to fuck someone… let them know… We really don’t need to hear the lies that you think will make you feel better… just be honest.

Say it to yourself out loud…

I WANT TO FUCK YOU.

IT IS OKAY THAT I WANT TO FUCK YOU.

MY WIFE WANTS TO FUCK YOUR HUSBAND. I WANT TO FUCK YOU.

Come on everyone, embrace the truth. It is okay to want to fuck other people. You are not suddenly ‘a better person’ because you ‘don’t really want to get laid’ but place both of you in the position to be naked with other people.

If you want to be a swinger than learn to accept the fact that other swingers are okay with you wanting to fuck others..

If you just want to watch others having sex and not participate then be honest about why…. don’t hide behind your wife’s bi-exploration.

Cuz no one believes what you are saying… not even the guys who say the same damn thing…

Hope you are honest on your sexually social adventure… the rest of us appreciate it!

Sophia

House Parties Are Like A Buffet….

Sometimes when I am in the shower blot topics come to mind and if I am lucky… the entire blog post writes itself in my head before I turn off the water.

I have mentioned a bunch of times that I love house parties. I love the opportunity to meet many people in one setting and sample a bit of what they are like.

Kinda like a buffet if you will….

Before a house party or buffet you will peruse the list of attendees or menu offerings.

You look them both over and decide the same things…

  • what is the cost
  • what is offered
  • does anything appeal to you
  • how far away it is
  • in some cases you have to make reservations – sometimes you just drop on by….
  • if you travel you have to look at other activities nearby or if on an overnight trip… lodging…. I mean come on, could that buffet be worth traveling????

See, a house party and buffet require the same basic considerations…

Now, if there is something you see that appeals to you..  you may check it out a bit further as in going to their profile or googling how to make that particular dish you are interested in…

You may send an email to find out more details… to both the restaurant and the profile you are interested in meeting…

Or you may just arrive and be your very best self…. jump in with both feet and enjoy what you find…

Once you arrive to the house party and you arrive at the buffet… you have to realize this important step… just because the other guests and food are present…doesn’t mean they will come to you… even in a buffet, you have to get up and go to the food…

Same is true for the house party… just because you arrived doesn’t mean everyone will come to you and want you…

Just because the menu sounds awesome at the buffet doesn’t mean the words and the food match perfectly…

And we all know that some who claim are ‘easy-going’ are not… those who are secure are not… and those who are the age they say they are… are not…

Just as we know that sometimes the food shown on the website is not how it looks after sitting in the buffet line for hours….

And those pictures from 1988 you have posted on your site… well… yeah… you may not be as ‘fresh’ as you think…

When you go to a house party and you think the guests will be like their pictures, their profile, their texts, and their phone calls… and you meet in person… and they are creepy, assholes, bitchy, or just mind-numbing boring… you can decide to move on…

Similar to the buffet, you tried the roasted chicken and it is dried and tasteless, you can go back and try the sausages or the mounds of succulent mashed potatoes with cream and butter….

You can keep going back to the buffet or you can make your way around the room until you find a couple you hit it off with right away… You can enjoy the variety without making a commitment to someone you just do not like…

There is always that other aspect that oddly enough many swingers are afraid to admit… that they have sex with other swingers…

House parties allow you to have sex with someone you think you may want a friendship with… but test out the sex to make sure you are compatible. Nothing like hitting it off with a person or couple and all of you thinking  this is going to be so wonderful only to find out they lack adventure in sex… that instead of a wide selection of spices and flavors… these swingers have very vanilla sex..

I gotta tell you, there is nothing wrong with making sure the sex and the conversation excite you… there is nothing wrong with making sure that you enjoy yourself..

And there is nothing wrong with wanting to have it all and walking on when you don’t…

There is power in knowledge and happiness when you put that knowledge into action. No one tells you to stick to the wall during a party. No one tells you that you cannot talk to others… you decide that for yourself. Just as you decide whether or not you should continue to force a conversation with someone who doesn’t want to put forth the effort.

You are in control of your sexually social adventure and when you remember that you are able to take what you want and need from this adventure because you actually received those wants and needs.

Just in case you are wondering… there is nothing wrong with attending a party and just watch. There is nothing wrong with going to the party to find people to go on a ‘date’ with or play at another time or location. There is nothing wrong with fucking someone at a party and not having anything more to do with them. There is nothing wrong with how you do a house party…

Just go out and DO!

Hope you are enjoying your sexually social adventure… I am

Sophia

When Two Men Find Pleasure – A Woman’s Story – Part Three

From the last part of the story….

I walk from the chair to a bag we have… a bag of toys… a bag of ‘supplies’ and I start pulling items out of the bag and place them on the bed and on the night stands… I let the guys watch for a moment or two what I am doing… then I take a peek at them… their eyes are following my actions… looking at the objects I brought out… moans slip from both of them… a look of desire… acute desire is written over their faces… they want what I brought out and they want it now….

I had the biggest smile on my face… I was going to have a great deal of fun tonight… as if I hadn’t already enjoyed myself to the point of dehydration… but this night was about all of us having more fun exploring what we wanted and looking at these men… I knew they wanted… and wanted a lot…

I grab a bottle a lube and placed some on both hands… I told the men in my most dominate and sexy voice possible to lay on their sides facing each other… they happily complied… I began by grabbing those nice ass cheeks… now it was difficult to make sure I was doing the same to both… hell who am I kidding… it was difficult holding myself back.. I wanted to jump ahead of the game and do it all and quickly, my attention was all over the place.. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath… all the while moving my hands over their ass cheeks… closer and closer to their creases. My goodness were their asses hot… nice firm asses… I am now sitting between them near their thighs… their hard cocks were right in front of me… I could see their excitement and I could smell their arousal.. holy fuck was I turned on…

Chase reached out and took Jack’s cock into his hand and began stroking the length. Jack returned the favor to Chase as I began circling their holes. Both men moved their legs to allow me more access and I swear to all that is good in the world I was nearly coming apart at the seams…

I add more lube on my fingers and begin pressing into them… I see and hear them taking a deep breath of pleasure at the same time… One finger from each hand is inside the men… pressing forward… pulling back… moving in a steady rhythm as the men stoke each other’s cocks and pull on their balls. I slide my fingers out and add more lube as I slide two fingers into each of them..

Both men let a moan escape and I begin to speed up my movements inside them… My pussy is dripping wet making a mess on the two butt plugs I have between my legs.. It is good lube I guess… I add some lube to one plug and insert it into Chase’s ass. I hear his deep rumbling moan… I see his eyes light up with desire… and I am so eager to move on to Jack… to build his desire too, if it is even possible to do at this time…

Jack moves on his hands and knees allowing me great access to his ass… I put the butt plug down and decide to take a different approach… While on his hands and legs, Jack positions himself over Chase’s cock and begins sucking it hard and fast.. I insert a toy in me that will allow me to peg Jack’s desirable ass. I turn on the vibrator and we both enjoy the sensations as I set the dildo to the edge of his hole… slowly I breach the opening and I am sliding deep inside him. I grab onto Jack’s hips to keep my balance and begin to pound out a steady rhythm in his ass.

Jack still sucking on Chase’s cock pulls the butt plug from his ass and inserts his fingers in its stead. Chase and Jack are loudly announcing their mutual pleasure. I am in absolute heaven and it looks like Chase is feeling the same.

Jack removes his fingers from Chase’s ass and begins to look around the room… I anticipate what he is needing and pull a condom from under the pillow. Amazingly, little change in the pegging happens and I continue to fuck Jack while he places a condom on his straining cock.

Jack moves Chase a bit to straighten him out in front of him and lifts his legs up to bring his ass in full view. Chase happily helps get in position and whispers out ‘holy fuck’ as Jack slides into his ass.

I sit back and think of the first time I had sex and the thrill of having my first… My first bit of oral sex done on me… my first bit of oral sex done on someone else… male and female.. I remember the first cock sliding in for the very first time… I remember how incredible it felt among the discomfort that also happened… nothing beats the first time no matter what that first time is…

I see all of that on Chase’s face. It was a slide show of all his experiences to date… and this one, it was a beautiful experience of pleasure and yes.. no matter how much lube and preparation you do… a bit of pain.

I do believe Jack’s cock is larger than the dildo Chase and I usually use. Jack lets out a sigh of satisfaction. I can tell he is enjoying my husband’s ass. Feeling the tightness as he slides all the way in Chase’s ass. Feeling the loss of the tightness when he pulls out.

I slide out of Jack’s ass at this point so I can stand back and watch Jack fucking my husband. Oh how I have wanted to see this and say that for so long. I wanted to see another man fuck my husband’s ass. To see the pleasure of the moment. The freedom of inhibitions as they just enjoy themselves. I mean seriously enjoy the freedom and the sensations….

Oh how fucking wet am I right now watching. It is incredible hearing their skin slapping against each other. Jack’s groans from his efforts and Chase’s moans receiving the hard thrusts…

There is a part of me that is so jealous. I want so much to see this happen every night. I want more of this and the night has really just begun.

Jack pulls out of Chase. He bends down and gives Chase’s cock a few hard sucks and then tells me to ride Chase. I eagerly head over to my husband as Jack heads to the bathroom. I hear water running as I slide down Chase’s hard shaft… impaling my pussy… my breasts in Chase’s mouth and hands…

Jack enters the room again, grabs another condom from under the pillow… slathers some lube on his fingers and moves behind me… OMG, my pussy is clenching in anticipation. Jack’s fingers are rimming my ass… one softly enters my ass and I buck back on his finger…. Jack laughs and asks if I need a lot of encouragement.. humor lacing his voice.

I let out a moan of disappointment when he removes his finger… but that moan was quickly replaced when I felt his very hard cock enter my ass…

Oh, let the fun times begin…..

Hope you are enjoying this little adventure… I promise I was going to write about something else… But I really need to see where this ends up… Enjoy!

Sophia

P.S. Sorry about spelling and grammar mistakes… but I am so fucking horny right now… gotta take care of it instead of proofing this post… LOL I’ll edit later.

When Two Men Find Pleasure – A Woman’s Story – Part One and Part Two

This story was in a previous post. I was asked to make it a solo post and add to the post by several folks. And it was a good mix of male and females asking for more of this story…

Here is the original part….

I have a secret turn on that is not really that secret for me…..I am a bisexual woman and no that is not the secret….I love watching bisexual threesomes and guy/guy porn…..And for the record…the bisexual threesomes are MMF….Here is a story of stemming from this fantasy of mine…..

Sophia and Chase were headed to their local swinger club….it was Saturday night and they had a hotel room for the after party play and they were really hoping to have some fun at the club and after….Their expectations were to find one or more people to play with while keeping their adventures wide open. For Sophia, this is the way she has to do her adventure….keeping her mind open and enjoy come what may….

The music was thumping to some great dance tunes and she felt herself dancing in her chair….Chase had gone to get a drink and while he was gone a very hot man approached her….his approach was respectful and a bit timid with an odd mix of confidence….yes, a contradiction, but that is what made this man so appealing…he was beyond what one would expect….and that really accounted for much of his hotness….yes, hotness is not just looks but a combination of looks and personality…confident but not expecting….sweet but not shy….forward but respectful….smiling like he knows how to please, but willing to be told how to please the lady in his life….for that moment….

He asks if he can wait here while ‘my man’ gets a drink….I nod yes with a smile….He introduces himself as Jack and asks politely my name….Sophia I tell him and my man is Chase….He looks over at Chase who noticed his approach to our table and nods to him. Chase nods back with a smile and all is good….

He shares that he is a single male and would love to spend time tonight getting to know both me and Chase…..that last bit said with a smile….I figure I might as well ask him what I really want to know….with a smile I ask, “How well would you like to get to know Chase?”

Not a heartbeat passes without him responding, “I am bi, I would love to get to know both of you very intimately.”

That simply turned me on instantly and I was wet, hot, and needing to let him know this….but before I could he whispers to me “If you get that excited by what I said, then wait until I take his cock into my mouth and bring him such great pleasure.”

This was a first….a single man is turning me on by telling me how he wants to suck my man’s cock…..and please… he can’t stop telling me what he wants to do to both of us…..my pussy was throbbing at this time and it was needing some release….I moved a bit on my seat to get some relief down there….and Jack laughed, his dimples showing and that damn sexy voice….whispers…”I would love to bring you some much needed release”.

I couldn’t help it….I let out a moan-sigh and closed my eyes picturing him bringing me and my man release and my legs started to twitch in response to my pressure I was placing on my clit….Jack chuckled and moved close to my ear “What do you say we invite Chase into this party and move to a place a bit more quiet to get to know each other?”

I opened my eyes and Chase was back at the table with a smile on his face, he placed the drinks down and shook Jack’s hand….Chase whispered near my ear….”Are you turned on right now Sophia?”

“Oh yes I am….Jack here wants to get to know us intimately….me and you both…as in he wants to suck your cock”……

Jack has a killer grin on his face and no apology whatsoever is seen in his face or heard in his voice….”Yes, Sophia that is right, I find you both hot and would love to see what happens.”

I am amazed that he has no fear that Chase is a straight man who ‘fears’ a bi guy indicating he is hot and attracted to him or that he wouldn’t haul off and slug him……..of course, I know that Chase has never been with a man before, but he has always said if the right person came along at the right time he would be up for exploring this side of our adventure…..can it really be tonight and with Jack that this happens….I can only hope….but how did Jack know to approach us with this, tonight?

The music is still thumping and one song after another plays that I swear are my favorites….I grab Jack’s hand and ask him to dance with me….He smiles and takes me out on the dance floor….we are dancing and laughing and it feels so damn good….a slow song starts and Jack pulls me into his arms as we dance much slower and then he kisses me…..

His kisses are incredible….and as much as I don’t want to have the kiss stop, it does….he places kisses across my cheek until he reaches my ear…He says in that damn sexy voice of his that he really would love to get somewhere a bit quieter so we can all talk and get to know each other but has to wonder if Chase will be upset if he flirts with him in a public space like this….as it would not do good to have him upset if others see a guy touching him in any way…

I couldn’t express how much his consideration for Chase’s feelings meant to me…at least verbally, so I kissed him and kissed him good. I let him know that I was very attracted to him in many ways and with that kiss I felt my panties soak, my pussy quiver, and my nipples tighten….I needed this man to take me right now and I told him so……..

“You need to come back to our hotel room right now…I need you in so many ways tonight….we will start out with heading to the room and see what happens from there….and so much better happen…I don’t think I have wanted someone so soon after meeting them as I have you.”

Jack laughed and then closed his mouth over mine and kissed me into oblivion……I swear I was having an incredible orgasm from kissing and dancing with him….of course his leg had been between mine and I was riding it hard, hitting my clit in the most perfect manner…I shattered during that kiss and left a huge wet spot all over his leg…I was too far gone to care….and he didn’t seem to care one bit…in fact, he seemed rather proud of what just happened.

I can barely walk to Chase and our table after what happened. I hold onto Jack’s arm until we arrived. I look up at Chase and tell him that we are going to the hotel room right now and fucking this man until none of us can walk, think, or breath anymore……

My plan was to make sure we all had some time to talk and get to know each other before the actual sex started….and you know what they say about the best laid plans………..well…..

Chase opens the hotel room and enters first followed by me and then Jack. My heart was racing, my breasts were full from desire, and my pussy was wet and quivering…. and the possibility of seeing my husband with another man….

My heart and my brain competed with each other at this moment… I am so turned on by men having sex together and this was a dream come true. I needed to take a moment to gather my thoughts and I was preparing to head to the bathroom…. before I did… I needed to say something to ‘my men’…

“This is a dream come true for me… but only if you both truly want each other as much I want both of you…. this has to be more for you than doing it for me… I want your passion unleashed because it is your passion for each other… not for a show for me…”

With that, I gathered a little bag and headed off to the bathroom with a kiss.

Once in the bathroom I took a deep cleansing breath…. I needed to find that heart rate that was somewhere between turned on yet calm enough to focus on the moment… it was taking some time to find that spot because I was so damn turned on by what was about to happen…. what seemed like hours was only a few minutes before I was ready to join my men….

I was not expecting what I saw when I entered the bedroom, but I was so very happy by what I saw… one small light was left on, otherwise the room was dimmer… just the hint of light and shadows increasing the beauty of what was before me…

Jack, standing behind Chase had his hands circling towards his chest unbuttoning Chase’s shirt… each button was slowly pushed out of the button hole and I could tell Chase was turned on by this slow and seductive act. I remained just outside the bathroom door transfixed by what I was observing….

As Jack pushed another button out of its hole, he kissed the back of Chase’s neck. He moved the shirt further open and moved down to the next button in a slow and sensual manner… I could hear Chase’s breathing increase in passion with each kissed placed and each button opened….

Finally, Jack released the last button and he slowly slid the shirt off Chase’s shoulders and back… what a glorious sight that was to behold… I noticed Chase holding his breath as Jack slowly moved his hands down Chase’s arms along with the shirt. Jack then brought his hands slowly up Chase’s back, exploring each inch of his body at the same time.

My nipples were so hard, to the point of being sore from want, Jack’s, Chase’s and mine. There was nothing I wanted more right now than to cum and damn, it appeared I was about ready… I clenched those muscles together and released and clenched and released a few more times… I held onto the door frame for support as I quietly came hard from what I witnessed.

Chase was still facing away from Jack, his cock straining from behind his jeans… It looked painful in the position it was in… but it was a sign that all was good, that Jack was the right man to introduce Chase to passions he has felt were not possible… as he is not attracted to men….but then again, maybe he was only attracted to this one man…. his body seemed to be reacting to all of Jack’s kisses and touches… his nipple hard, his cock painfully large and straining with a wet spot forming on his pants, his breathing hard and fast, but it was his hands that told me how much he wanted Jack….

His hands had found their way behind his back. Chase was touching Jack where ever he could… as if he needed to feel for himself that Jack was bringing him these pleasurable moments… bringing him fulfillment as no other man has.

Jack reached around and stroked Chase’s cock and I swore the cock jumped in response…Chase let out a moan of pure pleasure from this simple act. Jack cupped his fingers around the outline of the cock and grabbed a hold of it the best he could, placing pressure on the beautiful and straining organ.

I couldn’t see if Jack was as hard as Chase was because he was tight up against Chase’s backside. My assumption held that he was as he began to move his hips in a steady rhythm against Chase….

Jack’s other hand came to the front of Chase’s jeans and began to unbutton. I held my breath in anticipation…. and it appears so did Chase. He wanted this as much as I did…. Tears began to form in my eyes to see my man wanting this pleasure as much as I… his passion building for this man as did mine. We could finally share a man in every sense of the word…. suck his cock together… explore his body… take him as he could take us….

Jack was now slowly unzipping Chase’s jeans and a groan of pleasure came from both men at the same time… how on earth could this be any hotter for me… I could feel my need building up again… demanding release right now…. I began circling my clit with my finger… watching the men enjoying themselves and a thought came to my head… did they even know I was watching… not one of them had looked over at me or given me any other bit of acknowledgement…. My legs were growing shaky and I slowly inched my way down to the floor as to not interrupt them… luckily my view was still unobstructed…. I got comfortable as I sat on the floor… my legs spread, my hips tilted in the best position to bring myself to an orgasm… my eyes fixed on the guys… but my finger finding the source of my personal pleasure….

Now that Jack had Chase’s jeans opened… he slid them down to the floor…. still behind Chase, he chuckled as he noticed Chase’s choice of undergarment…. None… He was without any other fabric under his jeans so his cock was standing straight out in anticipation of what was to cum….

Jack worked himself back up Chase’s body by kissing his legs, thighs, and his ass…. oh did he kiss Chase’s ass… first one cheek and then the other… every inch of his sexy as was explored… from the outside in… he worked and worked his way to the center… to the crease… to where his hole was… first Jack used his finger to explore that crease until it was necessary to use both hands to open the crease up enough to use his tongue to continue his exploration….

Chase was alternating between holding his breath and breathing out moans of pleasure… I knew the exact moment when Jack’s tongue reached his the part of his ass that was most sensitive… that craved his tongue… and Jack did not disappoint…. Chase screamed out “FUCK YES!” and grabbed his cock, stroking the weeping organ hard and fast…. Jack’s face was buried in Chase’s crease and pleasure was the only expression on his face….

I was not immune to the pleasure the men were giving and receiving… My clit was swollen and sensitive and to the point where I was going to explore…. I tried so hard to remain quiet, but I couldn’t… I was cumming so hard from what they were doing and let out my own moans of pleasure….instead of disturbing them.. it increased their pleasure….

After the most amazing orgasms of my life watching the men… I slumped against the wall. Chase was watching my reaction and I could tell he was turned on by how my body was responding to their pleasure. I was torn between staying back and watching and joining in with the two men.

My question of what to do was answered when Chase told me to come to him. I walked over on shaking legs. I stood in front of them both and with my on Chase’s cock began kissing Jack. Knowing both of these men were turned on by these events made me even wetter… Chase had his thumb on my clit and was slowly rubbing it back and forth and around and around. My legs were weakening even more than they were…

Jack’s mouth brought me great pleasure… man could he kiss… He reached around Chase and found my breast and more importantly my nipple. My poor nipple was so hard and so eager for the sensations Jack was giving me…

Jack’s cock was straining again Chase’s ass and he began flexing his hips to bring some friction between the two of them…

While I loved what we were doing… my legs were so soft from the pleasure I needed to have these men in a very different position…. I broke the kiss with Jack… and turned slowly and began walking towards the bed… My hand was still on Chase’s cock… but sadly his hands were no longer pleasing my clit and pussy. The men dutifully followed me to the bed….

When we finally made the few feet to the bed… I pushed Chase down and crawled up his body until I could straddle his delectable mouth… he moaned and wrapped his arms around my hips… his tongue beginning to tease my clit… his hands gripping my ass…. fingers exploring my opening… I can’t help myself and let out a moan that left no question about how turned on I was and how much I needed this night…

I look behind me and Jack is taking Chase’s cock into his mouth… savoring the entire shaft… his hands are tugging lightly on Chase’s balls… his mouth now taking the full length of Chase’s cock in… his eyes alight with satisfaction…

My neck is straining to watch all the action happening behind me… I pull my pussy away from Chase’s mouth and change my position… back on Chase’s mouth so I can watch… Chase laughs and knows just how much I need to see… he can feel the juices flowing from me just from the excitement.

Jack smiles while sucking cock and moves himself a bit more on the bed… in perfect location of my hands so I can stroke his incredible cock… which of course I do… gladly… I have my hand on his cock and lean down so Jack and I can both take turns sucking on the cock… I am nearly cumming…. I am holding back and Chase tells me to release… no waiting… I swear to all that is good that my listened to him and I unleashed my fount of pleasure straight in Chase’s mouth… his mouth wide open and so very eager to taste all of me….

I am exhausted from all my pleasure and roll off the bed to get a drink and to clean up a bit… when I return… Chase and Jack are on the bed… 69 style enjoying each other’s cocks… fingers gripping asses… fingers exploring the crease… fingers exploring openings.. gently at first… with more desire building… I am sitting in a chair off to the side just watching the sexual beauty of this moment… I had visions of what this would be like, but never did I think it was going to be this hot…

Chase is about to cum… I can tell… he moves away from Jack’s mouth… he needs a break for a while… he wants to wait as long as he can… he wants to be brought to the edge but deny himself the pleasure for now… but he is still enjoying the beauty of Jack’s cock…

Jack is thrusting his hips into Chase’s mouth and I cannot even begin to describe how hot that is… love seeing his mouth being fucked… Jack pulls his cock out of Chase’s mouth and begins to rub his cock across Chase’s balls… between his legs… in and out… mimicking what I know will happen shortly…

I walk from the chair to a bag we have… a bag of toys… a bag of ‘supplies’ and I start pulling items out of the bag and place them on the bed and on the night stands… I let the guys watch for a moment or two what I am doing… then I take a peek at them… their eyes are following my actions… looking at the objects I brought out… moans slip from both of them… a look of desire… acute desire is written over their faces… they want what I brought out and they want it now….

Hope you like  your sexually social adventure and all the doors it can open as much as I do….

Sophia