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I posted a thread almost two months ago asking for advice on an opportunity to do a "unicorn swap" with the wife and her friend. The responses were cautionary and I think that was warranted, since we were a little blinded by our libidos and maybe biting off more than we could chew involving someone we didn't know. So, instead, we went ahead and did half of it. Maybe still a bad idea, but we felt like it was less of a bad idea. Mrs. E and I talked about it and concluded that it wasn't a good idea because there were too many unknown quantities. Since it had sort of stayed in the storyboard phase with the neighbor, we figured we just wouldn't broach the subject and that if it came up, she'd offer a little white lie that I had just been kidding and that Mrs. E had missed the joke. Move forward a couple of weeks, and sure enough, the neighbor fished around with Mrs. E about it, she explained the situation, and while her friend was cool about it and only slightly disappointed, suggested that it was still something she wanted to try eventually and that there was no need for it to be a reciprocal thing. Surprisingly, Mrs. E told me that she wasn't just open to that, but enthusiastic about it. It sounded less complicated to her, and after talking it out, she had no issues with us trying it other than a couple of physical rules. - She didn't want me cumming inside the neighbor, even with a condom. - She wanted us all to kiss, but thought it would be too much for them to do oral on each other. - Not a chance in hell she was going to let there be a video. I tried to renegotiate that one several times. We figured that the worst case "very realistic" scenario was a rumor getting out and that while she'd consider it a bigger scandal than I would, life would go on and she'd just be rumored to be, by far, the most fun wife on the street. Life is short and she wanted to do it, and was hot talking about it in bed. Her getting hot about me with other women during dirty talk is not common but when she does she's really into it and I took it as a signal that she was definitely ready to sign up. There were some girl talk conversations I didn't pry into and we set up a date night for Saturday. Met at a neighborhood pub to get better acquainted and had an early dinner, came back to our place to hang out and have another drink. Long story short, I'm grateful to Eli Lilly and Company for the Cialis assistance with my performance, because despite getting off in the morning, some mutual making out and heavy petting on the couch turned to oral and my first orgasm happened far, far too quickly. Mrs. E was on her knees between my legs and the neighbor resting her head on my lap, while they got acclimated to kissing each other and I fingered the neighbor under her skirt, and I just thought about it all too hard and managed to end up shooting into the air right next to them. They were both startled but we laughed it off and decided to keep fooling around kissing, touching, and licking until I was hard again, then we'd go upstairs. That didn't take too long, and we ended up trying a couple of positions. Mrs. E wanted to cum and wanted me to screw her for a bit with her legs over my shoulders on the edge of the bed, and at first the neighbor hung back sitting on the bed watching, but eventually got into first touching herself, then kissing and touching both of us. I ended up putting on a condom so she could ride me for a while and go at her own pace, and she did need some time to get comfortable enough to put it in but I had fun warming her up with my hands before she sat all the way down on it and got to work. After a few minutes, Mrs. E kissed her a few times and then made out with me and let me suck on her tits while I fingered her, and when I was ready to cum I asked Mrs. E what she wanted, she deferred to the neighbor, and I ended up rolling over with her and taking the condom off to finish on her stomach while she touched herself, which she seemed to really enjoy. We emptied out the bottle of wine we'd opened and I spent the next fifteen minutes or so performing oral on both of them, and I figured we'd end it there but managed to get hard again. Mrs. E and I did 69 for a few minutes, then traded off with the neighbor, then I wanted to screw the neighbor again and let Mrs. E put on a condom so I could take her from behind while they finally got comfortable enough to really make out with each other and play with each other's breasts. Neighbor wanted her hair pulled. Eventually my legs were tired, I couldn't keep going like that, and eventually let Mrs. E jump on top without the condom to try to finish me while the neighbor rested. She did try to sit on my face for a minute but they found it too awkward being right in each other's faces. No chance I was going to climax again, it was unbelievably frustrating, but Mrs. E broke a sweat trying her hardest and came like crazy. We sent her home just after 1:00 am. Made a point of exchanging some normal-sounding pleasantries at the door in case any neighbors overheard. New experience, good experience. Never done FMF without another M hanging around somewhere. Woke up late with a brutal hard-on in the morning and dragged Mrs. E into the shower to finish up what I couldn't the night before. Neighbor texted me while we were in there that she was really glad we invited her over, then they met at the gym as usual and she told Mrs. E in person that she had a lot of fun and was happy she did it. We left it there, although we decided in bed last night after Game of Thrones that if she brings it up we're not going to automatically reject another visit as long as we don't get any weird vibes about it. She's happy we did it, too, and had more fun than she thought she would. She feels like she did something extra-salacious and pushed her boundaries and is very pleased with herself. Moral of the story, if there is one: 10mg of Cialis is an amazing tool for fighting any lingering performance anxiety.

Thanks, Adamgunn. I'm on the same page as to the breadth of experiences ans approaches to sexuality and sexual behavior that I subsume under the terms "Lifestyle" or "Swinging". For me it's pretty much any fully consensual non-monogamous sexual activities.

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I am the wife half of the relationship and I started the ball rolling on the swinging conversation. I have always been a very sensual person, which my husband loved and still loves about me. I had many sexual experiences in my late teens and early 20's that my husband didn't and he loves to hear the stories. We've both been interested in a swingers lifestyle for a long time but needed to make sure we spent the time to develop our own fully beforehand. And now, we're both comfortable with beginning our journey into swinging.

I had a lady who was going down on me and out of the blue she said you got some big balls she was trying to get them in her mouth and couldn't.

No, you and Scott are not ‘bad people.’ You two simply have fetishes. You are an exhibitionist, he has the desire to see his woman pleasured by other men, and may have the cuckold fetish. If you also go a little further to actually having sex with another man while Scott watches, it’s just a furtherance of your fetishes. A fetish isn’t ‘bad’ until it hurts another person, IMHO. Who are you hurting? Not yourself, not Scott, and certainly not the other man. If you want to bring another man into your bedroom and he’s willing, why not? All of you are adults, you can run your life the way you want. Go for it! As far as definitions go, don’t worry about them. For myself, I see ‘swinging’ and ‘the LifeStyle’ to be any situation where a committed couple has willing sexual experiences with third parties. So ‘hotwife’ and ‘open relationships’ and even MFMF are simply subsets of swinging. (I know, I know, some people will disagree with that, perhaps violently. Show me the terms in Merriam-Webster, and I’ll conform to that.) If you’re enjoying something, what do you care what other people call it? Best of luck.

I do love doing that. We were out this weekend and I had my pussy on full display several times. It’s also an incredible rush for me when I undress at the nude beach. It’s a mix of true nudists, swingers and total voyeurs. It’s pretty easy to discern who is who, so we always hang close to the voyeurs. They are usually single guys. Just love baring all for them and pretending to ignore them watching me. If he’s hot, i’ll go out of my way to make sure he gets a full view of what he came for. Hubby loves doing the same for the gay men or swinger wives.

I'm with you on this subject. My boyfriend encourages me to exploit situations, like bars and beaches. My micro spandex dresses barely cover standing, so a bar stool...getting on and off, or even sitting on it without crossing my legs bares quite enough for the men.

It doesn't matter what you call it, every couple does what they like, the way they like it. We are much the same as you, but no strangers and there's no need to bring "proof." We both engage in twosome and threesome play alone, and discuss it to varying degrees later. Sometimes it was just a quick one and not much to talk about, but it's always mentioned.

Half the fun is telling each other what we did and how it felt. I go crazy as she describes another man cumming inside her. It is the hottest thing she could do--describe the feeling to me. She also goes crazy when I tell her how the other woman clutches me when she feels me cumming inside her. We both do it bare, and only with people we trust so STDs are not a major concern but the lust and thrill is real.

Hey, it just happened. There was probably some guy that 'experienced' her pussy before you, this is something similar. It's not like she asked the guy to do it, it 'just happened'. YOU need to let her know that she didn't do anything wrong, especially since she didn't. You also shouldn't be jealous or disappointed and she should know that as well. Get over it! If you aren't more understanding than this, then maybe you aren't ready to be swinging...

Steven King says his writing style is to find an extraordinary character, put him in an exciting or dangerous situation, and start writing to see what happens. After twenty-eight years of marriage, a husband gives his wife his blessings to start dating other men. Her choice is a suicidal ex-con with anger issues and panic attacks. I’m no Steven King, but I have a hell of an idea for a book, thanks. As for my advice to you, some things go beyond sexual excitement. The foremost is safety. Your wife going out with a suicidal ex-con is bad enough. But why would you invite this man into your home? I’ll give you some advice, take your wife off your life insurance policy, and increase hers. Because if she’s willing to throw you to the curb for this guy your life isn’t worth a plug nickel. I hope you two wise up before one, or both of you make the front page of the local paper.

I think it's wonderful if this works for you. The sexual freedom is a real rush. My wife can have sex with whomever she likes, but we talk beforehand. I might not ever meet the guy, but I always know where she is and with whom. It's a safety thing. She knows the cavalry is available if necessary, and this puts her more at ease. She has a better time for it. She's never had a problem with one of her lovers, but all the same this makes her more comfortable. We've talked about the idea of going to a nice club in a very upscale hotel, and having me watch as she gets picked up by a guy and takes him to our room. Hasn't happened yet, but perhaps someday.