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My breasts are small, but they go well with my "athletic" (scrawny) body and they have stayed firm and my nipples point in the right direction. It also does seem, however, that men are more curious about what actually is under my shirt than a woman who has 90% of her breasts exposed because they are so large. What gets my attention is a guy's testicles. That is where his manhood lies.

I enjoy showing her off as well, just not on the net. 10+ years ago when we were just starting to date, we went for a walk around a lake close to where we live. At some point, I removed her bra and had her walk the rest of the way with her large breasts bouncing and her nipples pointing the way. At the time, it was the most daring thing she had done and something she wouldn't have considered if not for me. Having other men (and women) watching her walk by...she thought she was just the biggest slut out there, but she also loved doing it. Fast forward to now and after her being naked at a nudist resort, going to Desire RM several times, topless boating with our FWBs, and so many other 'naughty' adventures and the first thing she does when she gets home from work is takes off that bra. Just about whenever we travel anywhere (even if only a day trip) I take a picture of her flashing so I have a reminder of the trip. Heck, on weekends it's hard to get her to put on clothes (we are lucky enough to live on several acres that is well protected from prying eyes). If only there was someplace here that you could post pictures (for those who enjoy posting pictures on the net)...wait! There IS!

I often write about our first swap with a couple and my night alone with him. The next day I had a very uncomfortable bi experience, something I never wanted to do. I never had any sexual attraction to women and certainly had never planned to explore. As it was our first swing I just went along not wanting to ruin my experience from the night before. Over the years since that first time I have had contact with bi sex in very small doses. Normally it was done as part of another playtime thing. I became less afraid of being with a woman, still not giving totally to being bi. Our friend who we met on vacation years ago, our first and primary play partner was coming to NYC on business and said she was going to have free time and wanted to meet in the city for a Girl’s Day. She was on business and finished early and the weather was perfect. I agreed to meeting, we had become very good friends and I never spent time with her without our husbands. She booked a Mani/Pedi and massages for both of us. Her treat. Lunch outdoors in great restaurant, walking and talking. I always wondered if we were their first, I told her they were too relaxed that first time, she swore we were, they had agreed before the cruise that they would approach a couple. I told her how often I think about that night and how romantic her husband was. She told me they have played with others and she always thinks about her first also. A beautiful day, we had drinks at a rooftop bar and talked and talked. She mentioned that her hotel was great and invited me to stay the night. She read my body language as not being onboard, and said we would be alone, no putting on a show for the men. Give it a try, I could always leave. After big hesitant minutes, I gave into lust. My friend is a beautiful person, as romantic as her husband. With my inhibitions taken away, we made love for hours. Made love to a woman for our own benefit not for men watching us. I still don’t think I am bisexual, it was a magical day.

I don't fantasize about getting pregnant, it's just the thought of a living part of a man (or two or three) swimming around deep inside of me. (I do indeed, however, rub my hand on my abdomen when thinking about it.) And since I have intercourse regularly, this is my normal situation. Like now - I am certainly hosting the living sperm of David and Red from earlier today, and most likely still those of Frank from Thursday. The idea that Clair and Lora are too gives me a sense of satisfaction as well. It is the consequence of my Catholic school upbringing, where sex ed ("Family Health") was taught from the biological level. So when I thought of sex with a guy my mind focused on his sperm. That's also why I admire a guy's testicles over his penis. It is also why I insist (mostly, anyway) that he ejaculate in my vagina. I will suck dick, but he has to put it in my pussy to come, and he can put his penis in my bum, but only after his first ejaculation into my pussy. This thinking has made me scrupulous about birth control.

The night with her was very similar to a night with her husband with one major difference. When we first met and we swapped husbands I had a hard time liking her. She didn’t do anything to make me dislike, I enjoyed my time with her before the swap. I wasn’t ready for sexual advances by a woman. I had a very difficult time responding and even harder time touching her. Over time they became very close friends, at a distance, and I love spending time with them. I am a drop more comfortable with her sexually, not totally loving it. The things we have done were always part of other play we all did. This was the first time alone with her, no help from the men. I had a good time, you can guess the thing I missed most.

Welcome. Your wife is lovely but she might needs nose job. Also has a nice clitoris. I bet her friend Roses Palm is fun too.

All sorts of women can be beautifully proportional. Lots of "athletic" physiques are very sexy on women. I think you've mentioned being interested in the thought of semen inside you a few times, would you characterize yourself as having a breeding kink?

Details of her sex? Pretty sure it’s what most women do when alone.

I believed Clorox works, it was on the right wing and left wing news stations, and that great scientist, the one who knows more than schooled scientists said it as working. He even had a scientist there who could have said it wouldn’t work if in truth it didn’t work. Additionally Tucker Carlson a Real journalist backed up the theory I think. Wait! Real journalist? You mean he’s only an entertainer, a comedian?

There's nothing you can do now, but in the future you can make sure that when you are uncomfortable with something, you put an immediate stop to it regardless of how you think you'll be perceived. You are the one who has to live with what you let slide, so even if you have to be an asshole as other might want to portray you, to feel ok about how things turned out, be an asshole so you can go home with no regrets.

Do you mean drinking Clorox doesn’t work? How about sticking a UV light into you? I looked this up, in fact people didn’t originally rush to get vaccinated, less than 1% rushed, then Elvis Presley went on TV, got vaccinated on Ed Sullivan’s show, and vaccination rates went up to 80%. No TikToc, no Facebook, no Twitter, and no picture on Instagram. Elvis was an influencer.

My wife has an exhibitionist streak, but we limit it to where we are, do not publish on the internet. We are senior swingers, but my wife is in the top 1% of people her age for body fitness. Once she strutted naked through a living room full of dressed people at a house party and another woman her age said to my wife “I want to kill you.”

We do everything as a couple and I enjoy doing things in groups. We enjoy eating out, going to clubs, vacations, concerts together and with friends. I enjoy tasting what he ordered, even liver, and we always share a dessert. I always felt we married and agreed to share the joys of life together. Wait! Almost everything! SEX is the exception. Yes I love having sex with my husband, it is the biggest thing that I enjoy with just one person. I have sex for pleasure not for show, I don’t want to think about others enjoying watching me enjoying. My view of group sex has lightened up, I don’t hate it as much. Over the years I found I can now watch my husband and be happy he is enjoying even though I can be happy for him without watching. Call me a romantic, I enjoy being with a single partner, in a bed, having uninhibited sex.

Edited version A question about swinging together or alone had me thinking what is the reason for swinging. I believe that both of us should have pleasure in the things we do. When we are alone our sex is very good, I have pleasure, she has pleasure, I hope, and I love to pleasure her. When we have dinner together, I enjoy the food, she enjoys the food and if I cooked the dinner I enjoy that she enjoyed the meal. When we see a show together, we both enjoy but one might enjoy differently than the other. Our tastes in music are very similar but she enjoys some artists more than I. The question is do I have to watch her eat dinner for her to enjoy it? Do I have to have watch me eat to enjoy? Does she enjoy meals less when she goes out with friends? Does watching her watching a show make it more enjoyable to me or should I just watch the show and enjoy myself. If I watch her enjoying it, is it taking away from me watching the show. When she goes out with a friend to a show, concert or dinner and she tells me how good it was, I am happy for her just as I would be if I was sitting with her. Don’t get me wrong, we enjoy doing those things together, does the food taste better because I am there? Swinging gives us the opportunity to enjoy new sensations. We don’t watch the same show every time, we don’t eat at the same restaurant or order the same thing every day. Do I have my favorite dish at my favorite restaurant? Of course. I also have my favorite partner, my wife. I posted before that both of us have played with others. My wife enjoys meeting married men for no strings attached sex. I enjoy meeting women when I travel. I don’t have to ask her why, I think I know, every experience is different. Every partner does things differently. After years of separate sex we decided to try meeting couples together. Of course I knew she had sex before with men, I just never watched. Swinging had a different vibe for me. Alone I would bring a date to a room and we would kiss and undress and do what a couple does. Swinging was too planned. I found myself both a spectator and a participant instead of a natural progression. Was I supposed to get joy from watching my wife taking a cock in her mouth? Did I get enjoyment before watching her have dinner. If I only watched her eat dinner, how much would I enjoy my dinner? That first time swinging I was so preoccupied watching her giving a blowjob I almost forgot I was getting one too. My wife was so comfortable doing what she was doing, uninhibited by me being there. When he positioned her for entry and she moaned was I to feel different from when she said the pasta at dinner was delicious? My sexual experience was different knowing she was in the room. I think I was more reserved, taming down my enjoyment. I think both of our experiences were tamed down. I can’t say for her, my contact was less intimate, less cuddling and when the sex was over the after sex was ended more abruptly. The next meetings were different than the first yet not the same as the meetings I had on the road. I asked her how she felt, she understood and agreed it’s different. We are learning to enjoy meetings together, I don’t have as many opportunities for solo play with travel put on halt. She has just started meeting more new men, with my approval, she now shows me the contacts and emails that are exchanged. She also talks more about her meetings. It’s funny, I don’t enjoy finding sex partners online or in apps, I enjoy the meetings and the natural flow of a willing partner.

Each is bigger than one of my entire breasts.