Are you "One Night Stand" swingers?
Do you prefer one night stands?
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By marla&brian
Like many people, I was really mad, confused, upset and various other emotions after my divorce from first husband. He cheated often. Constantly saying it would never happen again, and of course it did. Then we separated for a bit. Once we got back together he said it wouldn't happen again. At this point he talked me into swapping a couple of times. I went along with it thinking it would help the marriage, of course it didn't. And I soon found out that he was once again screwing his secretary. So I knew divorce was looming so I went out and a brief affair with a married coworker of mine. To be honest he was a nice guy and I felt bad being the other woman. I felt really guilty one time we were on a business trip together, we had been in meetings all day and were back in his room and had a drink or two. I had removed my blouse and he had removed his pants and I was on my knees giving him oral when the room phone rang (cell phones not that common back then). It was his wife....for some reason I felt sorry for her. The affair soon ended after that.
Fast forward a few months, my divorce is final and I had just moved into a apartment. Across the street from the apartment was a shopping center which was handy, because there was a grocery store there and a dry cleaners that I would use.
After a couple of long weeks at work (I had attended back to back conferences) I had a weekend to myself. I had made no plans because I just wanted to rest up after the road trips.
Saturday afternoon I decide to walk over and grab some things at the store. While walking down one of the aisles a man comes walking towards me. We just smile at each other, no words spoken. Well it was at that point things startled to tingle. I was now horny and realized I had made no plans to go out Saturday night or Sunday. So now I'm feeling bored and horny.
As I'm walking out of the store, I noticed the guy I smiled at getting into what looked to be his work van. Not sure what came over me (maybe the new sense of self-empowerment after the divorce), I simply walked up to his van and motioned for him to roll down the window. I simply smiled and said, "Not sure if you are busy with work, but if you have time for a quick fuck I live in apartment 212 right across the street". Didn't wait for a reply, simply turned and walked towards my apartment.
Needles to say my heart was beating a bit fast as I walked across the street and up the stairs to my apartment. I went into the kitchen and put the few things I bought away...and then heard a knock on the door. Now my heart rate skyrocketed. I opened the door and said something like, "I'm glad you had some time to spare." I barely gotten the words out when he had grabbed me and pulled me close to him and next thing I know our tongues are entangled and our hands are exploring each other's bodies.
Once the door closed I thought we would head to the bedroom but I guess we were both so hot and horny we ended up fucking right there on the living room floor. Never made to the couch let along the bedroom. Clothes were off in a matter of seconds. We barely said a word to each other the entire time he was there....which I guess was 45 minutes or so, it seemed to go by so quickly. I was wet the moment he touched me and he went down on me instantly. Now he didn't go down for a quick lick and then expect a blowjob he stayed down there until I came, and I came hard. I returned the favor and went down on him....he fucked me from behind, me on top of him and missionary. I knew I came at least one more time. I'm sure he came but I just remember him being hard all the time lol.
After my second orgasm I was out of breath and thought I was about to pass out. At that point he got up and said he had appointment he had to get to. He dressed and left, I was still nude, sweaty and hot and just laid on the floor for another half hour trying to put my thoughts together on what happened. I tried not to over analyze it, just took it for what it was. A great fuck session with a guy I never saw again.
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By Mr. Truelove
Two questions mostly directed to the male half of the swinging couples. Women, feel free to respond, your input is always valued.
How important is it that you like the other guy that you plan to swing with in the heterosexual manner, either in a MFM or in a MFMF? Does he have to be respectable? Is it up to the woman? Do you have any standards whatsoever?
Also, to the more experienced folk, is it uncommon that the guys would get along really well?
Personally I found it very important that the guy my wife would have would be someone that I respected, or at least someone I thought was "good enough" for my wife. Perhaps it was my protective nature, or something. But I felt that it was important.
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By km34
This post in another thread got me thinking... In my mind "friends first" swinging and poly are two completely different things, but other people apparently think of them as one and the same. What does everyone else think?
To expand on my views (the rest of the post is purely my opinion ).. Everyone I have met who wants to be friends first is looking more for a sense of safety by knowing people a bit before having sex. Whether or not this is legit or not is another topic, but it's something that people believe. Also, friends first folks tend to want to be more open about swinging - having that couple or two or five that you swing with AND hang out with gives you the chance to talk about swinging, be yourselves, and generally not have to be in the closet about it. At least every once in a while. Having a friendship makes things a bit more comfortable for some.
Polyamory, on the other hand, is actually looking for romantic love. I love my friends, but that doesn't mean I'm in a poly relationship with all of them. On SLS, I mention that we are looking for friends, but we do not consider anyone we meet on SLS (or other swinging sites) as people with whom we could potentially have a real, whole, romantic relationship.
I guess my general question is - Is this a common thought in people's minds? When you see someone looking for "friends first" does your mind automatically go to poly/relationships/too invested?
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By leftcoastcouple
In responding today to a post today by bear_n_bunny regarding open marriages vs. swinging, I referred to a related topic that Mrs. LC and I have long wondered about--how most swingers feel about getting to know their playmates vs. just hooking up for sex.
Mrs. LC and I fall somewhere in the middle. We're generally turned off by the prospect of what Erica Jong would have called a "zipless fuck"--nameless, entirely impersonal, etc.--and we avoid situations in that direction. Yet, we have no desire to build a relationship beforehand, either. The prospect of "dating" before playing in hopes that everyone gels on a personal level is something we don't want to deal with. Nor do we particularly want to be friends afterwards. We prefer to keep friends and playmates separate.
For us, if we meet, have dinner and/or drinks, and find basic chemistry exists, then that's all we need--or want, really.
So, we're curious where everyone else stands. Is it necessary for you to be "friends" before you play? Are you on the other end of the spectrum, preferring to play and then say goodbye? Or are you somewhere in the middle? We've seen folks express opinions all over the spectrum, and we're curious about the norm.
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By latin2012
Ok this is just a general question, just wanting opinions. Wife and have been going to a swing club for about 2 years now, hooked up with a few cpls, not a lot 2-3, but had a lot of fun. Sometimes just me and her play while watching others too. I would like to think we both enjoyed it.
Prior to that we had done MFM with an ex BF of hers, she enjoyed it. I loved watching (and messing with her at same time) that was a long time ago when we were in our mid 30s. We just turned 50s. That MFM was short lived, about 2-3 week span with only about 3-4 meets. He was the one who moved on.
So since then, there was a long period of no play. But that's not the only thing that stopped us, we now had a family to deal with. Started up again since kids are now bigger and self sufficient. So that is our back ground.
Now for what's currently going on. We love to go to reg dive bars (as well as the swing club) lol, you know the kind where one knows your name lol. Well we have gotten to know a few people there at one of our favorite places and their drama (DAMN more drama than the swing club).
Well we really got to know this guy that frequents there a bit. He is a really nice guy, gets flirty with all the girls, loud when drunk. My wife enjoys his company, he is about our age if not a little older. He is a tall good looking black man (we are Hispanic). We've played pool, darts, gotten drunk together at the bar. Basically had a lot of bar fun that was it.
The second to the last time we saw him, in a drunken discussion we all agreed to meet at his apartment the next morning for steak BBQ (my wife even told him she'd bring the salad lol), just saying we were all wasted.
The next time we saw him he asked "what happened?" We told him the truth, we were all f'ed up, my wife didn't even remember the salad statement she made.
Well that night we closed the bar.... again. This time he asked us if we wanted to come over to his apartment, which we discovered is right across the street from the bar and that a lot of the people that we know and frequent the same bar also live at the complex.
We went with the intention of just seeing where it was just in case we ever decided to get together again we would know where it was, plus I was kind of curious as to see what his "pad" looked like. My wife looked at me and stated "you know he's probably gonna wanna fuck", I just blew her off. He was very flirty with her at the bar, making comments like "girl, if he wasn't here", and "man, you lucky dog I know your gonna hit that tonite". I was not insulted as I know that was a great ego boost for my wife .
He showed us around. It was a small place, but big enough for a single guy. We talked for a while. Then I had to go pee. After a little while, probably about 20-45 minutes, I felt we had stayed enough and said goodbye and left (we had closed the bar so it was way past 2 a.m.). Nothing eventful. So I thought.
The next day while wife and I went out, I started asking what she really thought of him. I found him very cocky, too loud when drunk, even probably better in bed just by his stature. On the plus side he was great to be around, life of the party, he enjoyed doing what we were doing.
I was surprised, she told me she liked him and found him fun to be with (no neg, not even the over flirty with the women in the bar). I asked her straight out would you fuck him? She stated yes (this does not bother me, we usually talk). I asked her would you have fucked him that night? She again stated yes but that I was the one who wanted to leave (again, I guess it was my misunderstanding, but I did not get a vibe that he wanted to do anything that night that he was just being cordial).
She then told me... oh yeah, he wanted to fuck. While I was in the bathroom and he was showing her some family pictures hanging on the wall, he grabbed her, pulled her close and kissed her with tongue and she kissed him back. He stated again to her that if I was not in the picture, he would be doing a lot of stuff to her right now.
I was not mad, I guess becauseof all his comments at the bar I figured he was hot for her, I just didn't think he wanted to do anything now.
What do you guys think? I have a lot of issues with him being loud. You know the code at the club, is way different, (we are there to play and so are you... so no tell). I like my privacy and don't want to be outed. The part of my wife wanting to fuck him really excites me, but I keep getting the thoughts, he wants her to "cheat on me" which is kinda of stupid because I would so let it happen as long as I was there too (we have never played apart and it's not gonna happen... plus she's always been greedy, the more dicks the better)
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