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This might be the wrong thread.... so feel free to move it. How do people feel about squirting while swinging? So far, the way I have handled it is to stop myself from doing it or asking the person beforehand (if I remember). I can't always stop it, though, especially when I am really aroused and into the activities. Though I do it, I don't know that I would like someone squirting on me (hypocritical, I know). I am always embarrassed when I do it. Last night, with just the husband, I got going, lost count of the number of times I squirted, and oy the mess. Through 6 layers of bedding to the mattress. Huge spreading wet spot-- all on my side of the bed of course. I find it an inconvenience. Especially if I am at a club, someone else's house, or a hotel, I feel horrible about the mess. No one likes sitting on a wet spot at a club that they didn't make.

Just recently deleted our profile on a website after frustrating try into navigating the social aspect of meeting swingers in our area. We thought we tried to be very open with communicating what we were looking. After meeting several couples and having experiences turned down. We are left trying to figure out if we are going about it all wrong or it is really all strictly a physical attraction that is not compatible. We have been let down nicely what feels like bogus excuses from multiple people leaving it hard to figure out if we are doing something wrong or just not attractive. Both of us are rather low on self confidence and also struggle with our vanilla relationships. Most of our vanillas are what I call half friends. Only friends when it's convenient for them and leave us hanging a lot when we put effort into trying to maintain friend ships. We feel lead along by our vanillas that there is a relationship there but their actions don't say the same. We have had the same experience in trying to meet people in the lifestyle which might make us more sensitive to let downs I assume. I'm beginning to think we just be caring of other people to just have sex.

It doesn't really matter who's more selfish. Apportioning blame is a waste of time and energy. What matters is that this setup doesn't work for you two. I'm sorry.

Everyone's been so nice, and I guess there's no better place to ask, so... My husband says his biggest turn-on is seeing me do things, watching me watch things being done to me, and overall seeing/hearing me go crazy during sex. A little more graphic now - the idea of me sucking another guy's cock (or multiple guy's cocks), getting my tits sucked and worked by men AND women, and me sucking another woman's tits drives us both wild. I'm not sure I like the idea of him doing something to another woman though, or another woman doing things to him. Is this selfish? We also agree we wouldn't want anyone but him to fuck my pussy, and neither of us are into anal at all. Would this prevent other "swingers" from wanting to get with us?

We do our best work in the morning and afternoon. We get tired late at night. If we go out to eat, we often have wine and beer. Food sloshing around and alcohol do not help sex. We like the early shift!

Sounds like we need to meet have lot in common!! LOL Frustrating to us new to the LS thought maybe we were missing something LOL

Couldn't agree more. The first and last sentences are especially spot on!

If swinging was easy, everybody would do it. We agree, there are plenty of evenings when we just run out of gas on Saturday night and go back to the hotel. When we lived in Pa, our favorite club was about an hour from home, even at that, we often got back after 3:00 am which made Sunday a true day of rest, particularly if we got to play the night before. Here in FL, its a weekend for us since we have to travel across Alligator Alley to Ft Lauderdale. The other thing to consider is that as you get older, the crowd gets younger and as I recall, when we were in our 30's we didn't even leave the house till 10:00 and partying till 4:00 was what we did. Even so, a club night is always better than dinner and a movie or netflix and popcorn.

Exactly, We love the club atmosphere, the spontaneity and to some degree the anonymity of it. We're not heavy drinkers so that's not an issue the next morning. It's just that getting up at 10am and functioning on 6 hours of sleep after hopefully a night filled with some exuberant sexual activities can make for a short weekend otherwise. Oh well, I guess it's the price we pay. I guess what I'm really wondering is: When the club opens at 9 where are all these sexy people that don't show up til midnight? What are they doing elsewhere that's so awesome it's keeping them from getting there when the doors open? What are we missing out on? LOL

Try swapping your roles around and ask yourself (both) if you still feel the same way...

Bunny was 19 for her first time, in college. I was 15, and in jr. high. Think I might have told this story in some iteration before. The episode was actually quite unexpected and sudden. It was after school, and there was this girl I knew named Debra, that I ran into on my way home and we got to talking. I didn't know her that well; enough to say hi when I saw her, but that was about it (she and I moved in different crowds). But she lived real close to where I did, and she invited me over to her house, so I went, as I had nothing else going on at the time. I certainly was not expecting anything sexual to happen. Sex wasn't even on my mind at the time (a rare state of affairs for me at that age). But lo and behold, we ended up on the couch together, and started making out. Next thing I know I'm playing with her boobs (she was a very chubby girl at the time, with a nice set of D cuppers, especially for a fifteen year old, which she was also). I decided to go for the gold, and my hand slides down to the nether region between her plump little thighs. She promptly whips her shorts and panties off and throws them across the room. (As an aside, I had a total of five virgins during my teen years, which was something of a record in those days. Yes, this was Debra's first time, too; I just didn't know it at the time. Two were girlfriends, the other three were like Debra, just girls I knew casually, who chose me to do the deed for them, I think because they all knew me well enough to know that I was easily controlled; I was just glad to be there getting laid, and would do whatever they told me to, stop, go, roll over and play dead, whatever. And this was not the only time I saw this throwing of the panties across the room thing on her first time; not sure what the significance was, but it was interesting to note... Bingo, got a handful of warm, dark (she was Hispanic I think, or certainly had that kind of coloration) and very wet pussy, and a mouth full of hard nipple! Scored at last! Then she suggested we retire to the bedroom, which we did with alacrity. She falls across the bed, holding her arms out to me. I drop my pants, grab her ankles and spread her legs apart and climb aboard. Here is where I first discovered that girls, like guys, come in all sizes insofar as genitalia is concerned. I was (and am) Mr. Average in cock size, about six inches or so. I slipped into her slowly and was amazed. She was so loose I was rattling around in there like a pebble in a tin can. I recall thinking, in my naivete, that she must have been fucked a lot to be so loose. Well, I start doing the in and out, and before long, in typical teenage boy fashion, I feel the explosion coming (or cumming) on. I say "Damn, I'm going to cum. Do you want me to pull out?" She had been laying there with her eyes shut and panting, but when she heard that, her eyes flew open and says "YES!". So I did, and promptly christened her tummy and bedsheets in the process. She gets up, and goes to the bathroom, leaving a little trail of blood behind her. I freak a bit, but she tells me she just started her period, and I was dumb enough to believe her. I left shortly thereafter. I didn't see much of Debra after that, but I did run into her a few years later in a bar. We had a nice chat, and that is when I found out that she had lost her virginity that day as well, and that she was just naturally large in the vagina department, and was one of those women for whom "size matters" in a big way (which was why she would not give me a rematch, dammit.... Talk about amateur night in Dixie.... Hope you all enjoyed my story... Bear