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Warm, friendly , vanilla is the way I would go. Two years is a long time. Write no script other than that.

My wife and I have been full-swap from our start and have eschewed soft swap. But we have recently met people who have given us a new understanding. We met then at a Saturday evening social and while inviting us to their condominium they said, "we want you to know that we do soft swap." It was a mild surprise but my wife and I exchanged a few words and made a spontaneous decision that it would be OK. Well, it was great fun. Both this man and this woman had perfectly good reasons for not wanting penetration. I am thinking that we will no longer deflect Web-site inquiries based solely on the fact that the profile specifies soft swap. And I do not believe that we will require people to explain their reasons. Should open new opportunity.

We are attending a small house party of nine couples. One of the couples is a couple that we played with once. When we asked them if they wanted to play again, they said they did not. They were courteous, but clear and direct. Honestly, we were surprised, but not crushed. I guess we’ll just be friendly with them. We have no desire to play with them again either at this point. Our meeting was two years ago.

Its only awkward if you let it be so. What ICM and Gold said!!!

It's been two years so I would say that you weren't really interested in playing with them again either. Don't take it as anything other than they (and you) weren't interested. There are also lots of couples that have a one play rule. Don't overthink it, it's not personal but just wasn't a match.

More like: Rascal Flatts - Here And I wouldn't change a thing I'd walk right back through the rain Back to every broken heart On the day that it was breakin' And I'd relive all the years And be thankful for the tears I've cried with every stumbled step That led to you and got me here, right here

I was in the 5th grade the first time I saw and felt a girl's, well I don't remember what we boy's called a vagina back then. So, if it were first semester, which I believe it was, I'd have been 10. Now I remember having dreams about sex at a younger age and I know we boys talked about it a lot but, I was 10 when I first realized just how wonderful a girl could be. There was one girl who was just a little more daring than the others. I don't know if it were just wanting the attention from us boys or what. I remember even in the 4th grade that, if she caught you looking her way in class, she'd hike up her skirt and show you her panties. Now I, honestly, figured she did that with all the boys. OK, no need to hide names, hers is Toni. Toni's best friend was Nina. I was behind them in line at the water fountain that day. I believe they were intentionally talking loud enough for me to hear them... "You remember me telling you about my cousins"? I remember Toni grinning as she spoke. "You mean the ones who are naughty with each other"? Nina nodded her head that she did remember. "Well", Tony pretended to talk in a quieter voice but didn't, "they fucked last weekend." "Really?" Nina seemed surprised and looked a little flushed in the face. "Really!" Tony beamed as she told Nina how her two cousins, our ages, had used Vaseline and fucked. "I don't think I'd do anything like that," Nina paused, "are you sure?" "They wouldn't lie to me," Tony added, "I think I'd do it," Tony was between me and Nina and she turned to me, "would you?" I was almost in shock listening to these two young girls that I'd known for several years. I had sort of felt like I was simply eaves dropping on a surprising conversation. But I was suddenly drawn right into it. "I'd fuck a girl is she asked me." I remember saying it and, after, wondering just how the words came from my brain to my mouth. Both girls stopped talking, got their drinks from the fountain, and returned to their seats. I don't remember if I took my turn at the fountain or just went back to my seat but I do remember feeling like I needed to sit down. The classroom was now quiet except for the teacher talking. I have no clue what she was talking about. The person in front of me reached back with a note. I took it and noticed that the name on the outside of the folded paper was, Mike. I looked around and noticed that Toni was watching me closely as I opened it. "You said that you'd fuck a girl if she asked you. Would you fuck me?" So, there I sat with a document in my trembling hands that offered me the chance to fulfill my greatest fantasy. I think I must have smiled but can't be sure. I just looked at Toni and nodded yes. That was probably not long before the afternoon recess. At recess, Toni and I, found a private area in the playground and discussed where and when. Most of the grade schools in town were beside city parks and ours was one. The Air Force had donated an old airplane and the fire department had donated an old fire truck for the park. Both had been vandalized and looted but they were still there. The fire truck was one that was for transporting the firemen. It had a cockpit up front and two aisles behind that two rows of firemen would stand in during transport. Well, the floors of those two aisles were gone so you could stand on the ground, but still be in between the two walls on each side. We decided to meet at the fire truck after school that day. I have no idea how experienced Toni was at these things but I was nervous as hell. It may have only been an hour more of class but it seemed an eternity. When the bell rang, I walked after Toni when we left the classroom. She looked back at me, grinned, and took off running. I chased her. We played chase for some time before she finally let me catch her. I remember us falling down in some high grass when I did catch her and I fell on top. If I'd have known how, I'd have kissed her. We headed for that fire truck. I don't think we said a word. Toni climbed into the right side of the transport aisle and I climbed into the left. We were standing and the divider came to about our waists so neither of us could see anything but our bodies from the waist down. I just simply didn't know what I should do or if I was allowed to do anything. I noticed Toni's hand reaching for my zipper. I felt the pressure of her fingers on my groin and felt my young penis aching to get out of it's confinement. So, I reached down with trembling hands and unzipped, unsnapped and let my jeans and underwear slip down to my thighs. Toni's hands touched my hard, naked, penis and testicles and it felt wonderful. I'll always remember that very first wonderful. I remember wondering why I had waited 10 years for this wonderful. I thought that there couldn't possibly be anything in life more wonderful than these soft hands on me. Toni released me and pulled her skirt up and slipped her panties down. There it was! I had always wondered what it would look like and it was beautiful. Now I do recall there being no hair, and I had already grown some, but it was just simply the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. I remember wanting to touch it but didn't know if I was allowed. But then I thought, 'she touched mine', so I did, It was so smooth and soft. I don't know for sure how long we stood there exploring each other but I was in heaven. I reached around and squeezed her soft, yet firm, butt and then came back to the very soft flesh that was on each side of her opening. I tried to enter her opening but it was too tight. She was pushing against my finger like she wanted me in her but, it was just too tight and I didn't want to do anything that might harm her or cause her to pull away. I have no idea how long we stood there enjoying each other's wonderful private parts. But eventually we both pulled up our clothes and climbed out of the pleasure chambers we'd been standing in. I remember asking Toni if we were going to also fuck another time and she said that she didn't think she was ready for that yet. We were too young to date so we really didn't have a method of continuing that relationship. We remained friends through Junior High and High School but we never dated. I have no idea why. But I'll always, always, remember that wonderful day that I first experienced something that I've held above everything, including adventure, of my life. I was 10 years old. I had gone 10 long years before finally finding out the greatest source of pleasure in my life. I'm now 70 and about to turn 71. It will be 7 years in two months since I've had the wonderful pleasure of touching, smelling, or tasting a female's greatest gift to man. My wife mentioned the other day that we're just three years away from our 50th anniversary. I'm sure she's thinking about all of the praise and admiration that a couple receives on the Golden Anniversary. But my thoughts are that I went 10 years without knowing what wondrous pleasures reside in a female's panties. And, in three years I'll have gone longer than ever before.

It's very difficult to know. And if could, very well, backfire on you if you approach it the wrong way. My suggestion is, the next time it's brought up in the bedroom, ask her is she'd like to discuss it on a date over a nice dinner out. Now you can lead her into the conversation but make sure she's the one to take the reigns on the subject. Just remember to smile, nod affirmatively, and show that you're with her.

I love love love hot tub sex. I've done this with a couple in a swingers club: Its nice when you're with a new couple, him leaning/sitting down with her sitting-straddling on his lap, water all around, both naked. Edging each others bodies, her vagina lips slowly firmly rubbing up and down the length of the underside of his dick. Soon after, rubbing harder and harder against each other, she seductively teasingly going a little higher, and higher, until her vagina entry reaches the top of his glans, she hangs there for a second looking into each others eyes...... she then slides down on him... of the outer/underside of his dick before giving him a lovely locked-lips passionate kiss. She then says "shall we go get a condom?"

Both of us had marriages that were way too long and way too disappointing (both of our spouses blamed their unhappiness on us) and we had some dark, difficult, trying times afterwards before we met as well. However, if you were to change anything, there's a great chance that we wouldn't have ended up together and were we are now. Instead of looking back with regret, we enjoy today and look forward with excitement. Looking back is reserved for two things: to remember fond memories and to prevent repeating mistakes previously made. If you regret something you did in the past, learn from that and don't allow it to happen again in the future. We both LOVE LOVE LOVE where we are today. While some of the things we went through to get here was hard and frightening, we would do it all over again (especially if we knew the outcome of now). We would do it all again and change nothing.

"If you had it to do over again ..." I'd do it all over again.

We jumped in full swap once we were done discussing it. We met up for drinks with a couple and then went to a hotel they got for the night with same room different beds. After we were done we left and they stayed the night. Our minds were blown and we were excited all the way home. We haven't looked back and that was four years ago!

Love it when it’s very organic. For example last week we met a new couple at a bar. Had a few drinks and clearly there was a spark and we were interested in each other. We paired off and engaged in a long conversation. Body language says a ton. She got close to me and he got very comfortable with my wife. We did a bit of dancing and the hands got busy. We ended up grabbing some carry out and shared a hotel room down the street. As soon as we got in the room clothes came off - just about everything was nonverbal. We knew they wanted us, and we wanted them.

Yeah, we can play out the "what if" scenarios to any conclusion we'd like and they'd probably all be pretty reasonable in hindsight. My first marriage was way too young. It was what was expected of us and we followed blindly along the trail laid out for us. Had she, by some miracle, been OK with the lifestyle she would have gone all in for a couple years just like everything else she did then arbitrarily decided she wanted to join the sweater knitting club instead, leaving me hanging and wondering what caused the lane change. It probably would have ended the marriage sooner than it did but then I might have ended up in another equally bad relationship rather than where I am now. After the divorce and a couple of tries at being in a relationship with vanilla women, yet hoping they might have a sense of adventure, I finally reached an age and level of maturity to be able to say "this is what I want. Who would like to join me on an adventure?" My wife had much the same frustrations, knowing there was more to be experienced but not finding the person she felt she would ever be able to trust with her "kinky" desires and her emotional well being in the aftermath. In a nutshell, that's how we met. After dating and getting serious we knew that we were meant to experience this together. We had to build the trust and communication first but we knew we were working toward a goal not only of a lifetime relationship but one that would allow us to play with others together. Since I am at a point that I am happy in life I don't think I have any real regrets about what got me to this point.

I have heard about squirting, read about squirting, and have seen squirters in movies, but how many women squirt. Maybe I am doing something wrong. I won't say I am the most sexually experienced man in the world either. I know I have made women cum and certainly they have been very wet, but I never experienced a woman squirt. My wife said that she had a friend back in the day that did. I wonder how many women really do.

It varies a lot. When we first started dating when I was 21 him 29 we were at it at least twice daily for the first few months, then I dropped off to wanting it every couple or few days while he wanted it at least once daily. Now I'm 34, and after having two daughters age 9 and 3, I'm wanting it at least once daily and him once every couple or few days. So my sex drive has increased, his has lowered.

Thanks so much for sharing your story! I was concerned about my husband's size (8") no longer fitting but I'm glad to hear you guys have had no issues! And hearing all the good outcomes is helping me to quit focusing on the "what ifs".

What constitutes a "beginning?" Laura and I talked about the concept of extra-marital sex for two years before we got married and another year before our first swap. We were in line at a fast-serve pizza place when Laura complimented a lady on her earrings. The four of us sat together to eat. They were fun, attractive and good conversationalists. After dinner, bills paid, we were getting ready to leave, saying how much we'd enjoyed our meeting and "Hope we run into each other again." Laura asked, "How do y'all feel about mate-sharing?" An hour later Laura was doing Rick in our bedroom and I was doing Jo on our couch.

Hubby and I have only been to a LS club once, for a Halloween Party a couple of weekends ago. There were there people of all shapes and sizes. I did not get a sense that anyone was ridiculed or uncomfortable. It was a great time.

Most couples we've encountered in this hobby seem to have a reasonable sex drive. We met when Mrs Doc was in her mid 40's and she was fired up after a long marriage and an unpleasant divorce. 2-3 times a day on weekends for us and 3-4 times during the week. We're both well past our mid 50's now and we're down to a couple of times a week unless there is a club night, friends coming over, or a house party. However, it's not unusual for her to give a gratuitous bj or to scoot up on the sofa and hike up her sundress for me to give her a quick orgasm. While our frequency has diminished somewhat, our drive has remained strong. Two weeks ago at a house party, she boinked 5 guys (multiple orgasms) while I had 2 woman (came once) and went down on a 3rd. We came home smug and tired and spent but the next day we were at our pool smiling like Cheshire cats and teasing the crap out of each other. I think overall my drive is higher but once we get started hers accelerates and eventually leaves me in the dust.