Have you ever deserved a swinging medal, and how did you earn it?

[cplnuswing 4,713]

A friend was recently telling a story of a night that just went wrong from start to finish, yet their patience in persevering and trying to make the best of it went way beyond what should be expected or most would do. So what about you, have you ever gone so far above and beyond the swinging call of duty that you later thought "I deserve a medal for that!!"

[JustAskJulie 2,595]

I'm betting everyone has at some point. We've definitely had nights like that, where we should have walked away so much earlier than we did. One that pops in my mind was this cute little couple we met at a social. She was so sweet and they were both so HOT! Too bad he couldn't take no for an answer. Even after I told him I was on my period, he still kept trying to finger me. I think I deserve a medal for not knocking his teeth in. Why do so many people talk (or act) their way out of getting laid. It's swinging, it's not that hard, then you do and do something stupid.

[mauijanedoe 1,414]

Yes. By playing with a man who was so large that he didn't actually fit and another so small that I couldn't feel anything. In the second case, I deserve a medal because I didn't ask if it was in, even though I couldn't tell. Guy A said, in his defense, that women have babies much bigger than his cock. My response, instead of hitting him with furniture, was to ask if he was willing to wait 9 months the next time for the ligaments to soften.

 

I don't expect to ever merit another medal, though, because Mr. Doe has a low threshold for boredom and not very good social manners.

[SW_PA_Couple 4,026]

Is there a second prize?

[cplnuswing 4,713]

If there are any medals in our house, they hang on the Mrs. night stand. One early experience was with a couple even more wet behind the ears that we were. We met beforehand and then went to a club. I could tell as soon as he saw her all decked out for the club that he was overwhelmed with the whole idea, and when we walked into the club and he got his first look he literally stopped in his tracks. Just too much too soon. Against our better judgement, we decided to give playing a shot at the end of the night back at the hotel. Mistake. Things weren't working for him the way he wanted, he seemed to be all shook up that they were working for his wife, so several times he stopped and hollered his wife's name to try to get her to come over and help get him going too. Like the title of the recent thread, I remember Mrs cplnuswing shooting me a look like "I shaved my pussy for this??" She was a trooper though and just took it in stride instead of smacking him upside the head to teach him some manners or else just calling a halt to the whole thing, which is what we should have done but weren't really experienced enough yet to feel confident doing so.

 

No medals for me, at least not on the receiving end, but I can think of a night where I was just totally off my game, the whys of which I still haven't figured out, and the person I was fortunate enough to be with totally deserved a medal.

[JustAskJulie 2,595]

Another one that pops into my mind was the couple we met at a club one night. I think we both deserved a medal for not a)laughing when she pulled off her sexy teddy/panties to reveal a girdle and full coverage bra and b) not laughing when we realized that said teddy/panties still had the tags on them (guess she was planning to take them back?)

[AR1547 131]

One woman I used to play with regularly once thought she was a lesbian, and had a live in relationship with another woman. That was long before we met. They broke up but remained friends. My friend brought her ex-girlfriend to the club one night, and talked me up to her. Three weeks later, the lesbian ex-girlfriend comes to the club alone looking for me. She told me that her current girlfriend had also left her a few days ago, so she thought she'd take this opportunity to find out if she really is a lesbian.

 

Are you fucking kidding me? This is the kind of shit that happens to me.

 

Of course I said yes, that's like throwing down the gauntlet. NO PRESSURE. RIGHT? No fuckin' pressure at all.

 

She got the best performance of my entire life. 200% effort. Nothing worked. Couldn't stay wet. I tried everything I know and did it better than ever before. She didn't stop me but it was obvious that she was enduring it as some kind of personal test. Total FAIL on my part. She thanked me and said now she knows she really is a lesbian.

 

I think I at least deserve a bronze medal for effort. Many men couldn't have handled the pressure.

[81lizard69 470]

Ok.. this is a funny story. Nothing really to do with swinging but it fits the bill.

 

I was at the auto parts store buying a .. never mind. Any ways once I got up to the counter to make my purchase there was a very masculine woman working the counter. Next to me was a young man..about five foot three inches tall. The parts girl who was about six feet tall and weighed about 200 pounds dry, she saw that he had a pic of his girlfriend on his key chain and said dam.. she is hot and I could take her from you and there is nothing you could do about it!

The young man blushed and mumbled something.. That did not sit so well with me. I looked her right in the eyes and said.. wow.. You have the most sexy bedroom eyes I have ever seen.. She said. Really, and gave me that look... I said to her. Jeeze three seconds talking to me and you are considering going straight. .... It was funny. We all laughed. I helped save that young mans dignity and had a good time doing it.

 

That is worth a bronze medal, is it not?

[kikonkrome 844]

So we met a couple online, did the standard phone conversation, etc. Actually agreed to meet at the club. They were pretty plain looking from the photograph, but hey aren't we all?!?

 

So when we meet them in person she's dressed up, cool, but no make up, wtf?? He was physically ok, pretty serious comb over, but ok.

 

Here was the medal part. He just couldn't be quiet and let somebody else speak. If I said one thing he would launch into a soliloquy on the subject with something that of course 'TOPS' my experience. So check in with the wife, she like he's ok. Great let's go fuck so this guy will shut the fuck up!!

 

Well he doesn't last that long so I wind up with a threesome with his wife and mine (YAY ME!!). Here's the funny part, he talks the whole way through it. How am I suppose to have a conversation with a mouth full of his wife's cuca? Normally I actually like spectators talking to me while I am fucking. In this case I burst out laughing because this guy just kept talking. Of course now we're done he's shooting for round two with the wife, and I just had to 'excuse ourselves' from listening to him, so I could think. Anywho, we bid a bit of a more hasty retreat than normal, and giggled about it on the way back home.

 

Great sex but outside the bedroom, not so much.

 

Feel like I deserve a medal for not telling the guy to just Shut the Fuck Up.

[MrDiscover 802]

I think I deserve a medal for not knocking his teeth in.

Another one that pops into my mind was the couple we met at a club one night.

 

I think you overlooked the biggest one: founding this board and running it for a decade and a half.

You earned a Lifetime Swinging Achievement Medal for that in my humble opinion.

[two4youinswva 3,068]

Here's the one that comes to mind. It's more of a "Superman and Wonder Woman, save us!" type of medal. I've also probably shared this with the board before:

 

We met a couple we were close lifestyle friends with at a local steakhouse for dinner one night. When we walked in, we saw another lifestyle couple that we were close with. They were on a "first date" with a couple they connected with online. We walked over to greet them, and when the female hugged me she whispered in my ear "Please help us. Oh god please". It obviously wasn't a match. At all.

 

They were about half way through their meal, so we waited until they were ready to leave. Right as they walked out the door I grabbed my phone and called the male half. I told him I was his employer and "we needed him to come in". I knew he had a job that required him to be on call sometimes, so it worked out as a good excuse.

 

They made their apologies, and went their separate ways. After we finished our meal, we all met at a nearby pub and had a few drinks. Well, the ladies had a few drinks. We were declared to be their heroes for the month.