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Upon his abrupt retirement from baseball, Mike Schmidt said something to the effect that "the game will tell you when it's time to go". I think swinging does too. Our hobby does not represent a large portion of the general population and, among those who do swing the biggest chunk of the pie are in the 35-55 bracket. Once you get on the outer end of the age curve, opportunities to meet new playmates decline dramatically especially if you're somewhat selective. Our standard is that we recognize that we'll be having sex with grandparents but only as long as they don't look like OUR grandparents. That doesn't mean you can't continue to have fun well into your medicare years, it just means they'll fewer choices with whom to do so. Eventually though, the hobby will tell you when its time to quit.

My girlfriend and I like watching each other playing with the opposite sex and also with the same sex. Girls eating each others pussy and the guys sucking each others cocks. We also like sharing a guy's cock between us. I love it when she puts a guys hard-on in my mouth or I get to lick her pussy as she is being penetrated. I enjoy being a "fluffer" when he pulls out from between her legs, allowing me to lick her juices off his dick. Then I get to grab his hard-on and place its flared slippery head back at the entrance to her love canal, crawl back under them as they are enjoying each other on all fours and lick his shaft and balls as he is thrusting back and forth fucking her. My favorite position is laying underneath them in a 69 position, her sucking my cock as I am looking up watching her getting fucked, hoping he will pull out every now and then, letting his cock drop down to my waiting mouth. After a while of me orally pleasuring him, I again grab hold of his member and place it back in her pussy so he can finish giving her the creampie that drips his spent load from her sloppy wet kitty lips, all over my face.

I'm 70 in Seattle, but pass for 68. I am the extra male in an MFM arrangement and it seems that folks just don't outgrow the lifestyle.

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.

from Oklahoma, Hotwifeandlove! We're glad you've joined us and wish you the best in resolving your issues. If you haven't already, introduce your wife to this Forum and encourage her to explore the issue. Talk about what you both want. In my opinion, and that of my late wife, if extramarital sex isn't shared, it isn't swinging and threatens the marriage. Both partners don't have to be involved in the sex act to share it. Laura and I had two such adventures in our thirty year marriage. In her's, she met a "hunk" who wanted to fuck her and she, him. She talked to me first and we successfully planned their tryst together. It was accomplished while I was out of town on business. We spent the next weekend talking about her adventure and having wild sex together. Nevertheless, she rated the encounter as "underwhelming" and she never repeated the act. In mine, at a class reunion, I saw my high-school sweetheart who had never said "Yes." While dancing, she told me that wouldn't happen again. Jill came to dinner where she and I talked to Laura who, remembering Richard, jumped aboard wholeheartedly. As part of the planning, my wife fixed a "Tryst Kit," (Laura's title) which included a bottle of wine, two glasses, lube, vibrator, etc. Jill and I spent an exciting afternoon in a hotel room. Unfortunately, before another five years went by, (the next class reunion) my sweetheart succumbed to a heredity lung disease. Laura and I never repeated such an adventure. These excursions taught us that sharing with another couple offered more variations and combinations and were a lot more fun, so we stuck to that for the rest of our marriage. It's time to talk to your wife for weeks or years about your sex life, hopes and expectations. The time will come when one of you will not be able to talk to the other. My best to you and your wife.

It was 1969, I was 16, almost 17 and had a 1961 Rambler American that had a front passenger seat that folded all the way down. My girlfriend was 15 and we had been dating about 4 months. We both attended a catholic high school, she was a varsity cheerleader. We had spent many hot evenings making out in that car on Skyline Dr in Reading Pa. The road winds along the top of a small mountain with numerous dark and secluded parking areas that, until the windows got steamed, provided beautiful views of the city lights and the suburbs out to about 10 miles. I don't remember the date (she would Im sure) but it was a Friday night in late May, we were parked at our favorite overlook on Skyline Dr, WFIL was playing softly on the radio and I finally got her shorts off and my hand inside her panties. This time was different from our other make out sessions, this time she actually got my dick out instead of just rubbing it off through my slacks. After awhile, I got her shirt and bra off and finally saw and tasted her small hard nipples. So there we were, my pants around my ankles, her wearing only panties, very damp panties at that. We were making out like mad when she came up for air and said, "I want to". She then slipped her panties off and I rolled on top of her. There was a lot of fumbling around and I nearly came when my dick rubbed around her light brown bush. Eventually, I found the opening and entered her. Needless to say, I didn't last long, 5 or 6 strokes, and came inside her. As we cuddled afterwards, she said it hurt some but she liked it enough to have a second go that night. I lasted longer and it hurt less for her. What an amazing night!! Needless to say, we both went to confession the next day but for the life of me, I couldn't honestly say that I was sorry for committing the sin of fornication! We dated for a few more months and Im surprised she never got pregnant. She asked her mother to allow her to go on the pill and not only did she say no, but she made life so miserable for us both that we eventually broke up. It took us some time to get over it and find others but we eventually did. Still, I never hear Eddie Holman singing "Hey there lonely girl" that I don't remember that girl and that night on Skyline Dr. Fast forward 35 years. My dad died and I went back to Reading for the funeral. She came to the viewing, older of course and a bit heavier but I recognized her right away. We talked, caught up a little but in the press of family and friends, I couldn't stand and reminisce. I eventually went back to the Hampton Inn for the night. About 10:00 there was a knock on my door and there was my cheerleader. We talked for hours, ended up in bed and had a wonderful reunion. She left about 4:00 am to go home to her live in s/o. This time, I didn't go to confession the next day! I don't think she did either.

We used to help run a local club. Had complaints all the time about starting late, so......we tried starting earlier. No one showed until the time we normally would start. After two attempts, we went back to our regular time.

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.

We deleted online profiles after a major disappointment and realizing we were spending way too much time sorting through all the fakes and flakes. We also weren't looking for friends and are pretty much homebodies otherwise. It's not that we don't enjoy meeting people and getting to know them we just don't need to be lifelong friends with people we want to swing with. We found that we can go to our club when the mood strikes, meet and socialize with like minded people and have a good time. We can also have variety and not be tied to specific people. We like the variety a club offers whether it's another couple or a single guy. The not knowing what you're going to get is kind of exciting. Sometimes we don't get anything but each other and possibly an audience and that's fine too. We have fun. Confidence is a major factor in this lifestyle. It's a turn on for us and lack of it is a turn off. If this is something you're lacking in it may be the reason you're not being as successful as you would like. If you happen to try a club make sure you aren't wallflowers, get up and mingle. Get yourselves some sexy new clothes that make you feel attractive or maybe find a club that has a theme night that would encourage you to go in costume or at least in character. Sometimes stepping outside yourself is a way to overcome a lack of confidence and it's not really lying about who you are if everyone knows it's playacting. With success will come more confidence. Good luck!

Hello, new to this site but I would say still in rookie mode to the lifestlye lol. My man and I always talked about the thought of him watching me have sex with other men since he expressed to me numerous times that it turns him on. Long story short I saw a lot of "my wife gets fucked" type content on his phone history when he watches porn so I guess that was his fantasy. We have only tried this once with one other guy and my hubby ended up joining in anyways, it was both electrifying and exciting and the pleasuring it for me is seeing my husband happy. e has expressed that we bring more guys at once in the bedroom so we shall see how it goes lol

We started in our late 40's more than 15 years ago so do the math. What we've found is that the dynamics have changed a bit but in some ways, we're having more fun now than when we started. For example, sex seems to be a bit slower but is also longer lasting somehow more intimate. This goes for us and with our FWBs. Parts don't respond or recover as quickly as 20 years ago but that leads to more oral, and some other loving forms of foreplay and who doesn't like that? Clubs are less a smorgasbord of possibilities than they were when we started. We're on the upper end of the age curve for Trapeze or other places we frequented nearly every weekend in our 40's plus, the noise level and the "music" are generally appalling. House parties are way more fun than they used to be. Of course, most couples at the parties are our age + or - five years. We start earlier, don't drink as much, share several partners and always go home with a smile. Understand, 55-65 doesn't look like 25-35 but swinger couples in our age bracket remain surprisingly attractive and playful. We have one rule, knowing that we'll be playing with grandparents, we're ok with that so long as they don't look like OUR grandparents. Another thing we've found that is quite interesting is the surprising number of couples in their mid-50's who want to try swinging for the 1st time. Most know exactly what they want to experience and are generally not burdened with the angst and petty jealousies of much younger new couples. What an amazing experience it is to (in my case) be the first new man in 40 years to slowly strip and fondle and make love to a woman or in Mrs Docs experience to be the first new woman in 40 years to blow a man and to have him sink deeply into her. For both couples, those experiences are priceless. Conclusion: Swinging like life in general, evolves as we age. Some things must change but if you accept and accommodate the changes sex and swinging is a blast well into advanced middle age. Mike Schmidt said when he retired from baseball that "the game tells you when it's time to go". I think its the same with swinging. We'll know when it's time to stop. Or perhaps we won't but we will notice when other couples want us to keep our clothing on.

Had to cum back to this thread as my craziest place has been updated. A few months back I had my mom staying with me so met up with my guy for lunch. Restaurant is located in a busy strip mall type place with several restaurants and stores (parking lot always packed at lunchtime). We had lunch and headed to sit in his truck for a bit before he had to head back to work. Started making out a bit and before long I was fucking him reverse cowgirl in the backseat. Good thing his windows are darkly tinted. A couple of weeks later was in a waffle house parking lot (that time it was dark outside).

I don't know, I read your post and this is the only thing that stuck out in bold red print for me. This encapsulates her dishonesty, both with herself and with you. If she can't see why the fact that these other men are (supposedly) swingers doesn't cancel out the act of sneaking around behind your back, or them sneaking around behind their wives' backs, she needs to spend a little time thinking about that. And if you have to lie, sneak or hide to get what you want, you suck at adult relationships. It doesn't mean there isn't hope that she'll learn and grow and finally be able to engage as an equal in your relationship, it just means she's got a steep learning curve ahead of her. How much energy she puts into that, how seriously she takes her missteps or how hard she is willing to look in the proverbial mirror, remains to be seen.