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Humor! My first time was messy, I had to hide my underwear in the laundry basket praying my mom wouldn’t notice. Bragged? I posted on MySpace, Facebook and Instagram even before they existed. In reality I left a glowing review on The Erotic Review.

I now understand that posts on here don’t have to be about swinging, it’s more about sex and alternate sex or just about sex in life. I can tell more read posts and a very few post and some post everyday. This question is for the men as I see there are a number of posts where women have posted their firsts. What spurred this question was a post about having sex in high school and it looks like most of us were having sex when young and for me the first time was exciting and unprepared and quick. I was invited to a girl’s house after school for homework before her parents came home from work. We had made out before with first base boob play, that day I made it to third base. My initiation to up close pussy play was followed by both of us naked and for me the first time being naked and touched. My memory she may have orgasmed from our play, I didn’t even realize she wasn’t a virgin not knowing what would a virgin would feel like. I know I was full stiff and she pulled me on her and aimed me into her. She said if you feel like you are going to cum pull out. I want to know how a 15 year old boy stops. I read a post from a female that said she worried all month after her first time, I worried for longer because she never told me not to worry. I can’t be the only guy on here that had a similar first time. While I didn’t keep the secret of getting laid I couldn’t tell my friends how it lasted 10 seconds. I wonder how she felt about the quickness or if she told her friends. We did play several times after with my memory of never going long. She was also my first blow job and the first time kissing a pussy.

How many of the Males posting bragged to friends? My bragging story was way better. Just call me Mr. Stud.

Not a male so I take it from a woman who loves your story. From the way you tell the story I bet she has no regrets. I only wish every girl had a boyfriend like you and enjoyed the lead up to the act. My first sexual encounter was with a boy who was my friend’s brother, someone I knew very well. If I liked him it was because he was her brother and I think I looked up to him as a popular guy. No romance or fun leading up to my first time. It was very cold and mechanical as if he was doing me a favor. I don’t think he kissed me as he spread my legs and pushed himself into me. I know I had my eyes closed the whole time and cried after. We all remember our first good or bad. I most likely didn’t have feelings for any of the boys I was allowing to have sex with me for a long time. I’m thinking it has had a long term effect on my later life.

NOTE: I have started and stopped answering this post a few times. You can say our coming of age or better our cumming of age was a very positive for me and I am pretty sure for her it was what she wanted. We took our time and the big moment happened when we were both ready to take that step. My first love was a girl I knew very well as our parents were good friends and we grew up as friends. Friends, classmates and almost cousins even if we weren’t related. Our parents always made comments that it was cute that we were so close. From being family friends to spending plenty of time together to going on a friends date. I remember having feelings that she was the one even if I was way too young. My first kiss on a park bench with tongues dancing. Yes I remember that kiss. We became boyfriend and girlfriend for real then. The summer before ninth grade was the first real feeling her up, the first time she allowed me to touch her breast while kissing. Making out. We didn’t go much further at first then we were grinding with clothes on and I got hard. Towards the end of that summer with our parents at work we went to her apartment, her sister was going into the city and wouldn’t be home. On her bed we had our first real touching with me touching her under her clothes and me opening my pants with her hand going in for the first time having myself touched by her. I didn’t go far that day because I heard her gasp as my finger entered. I am thinking this was the way we made out for the next month whenever we had time alone. The next step was when we finally got naked in her bed knowing we were going to be alone for hours. My first real look at a naked girl and her pussy and her first time having a penis out in the open. It was better for me that day because I had my first hand job while I think she I had pain from my fingers. It was the first time I came from another person. I think you can tell we cared and liked being together. Did we say love? It’s only memory but mine was she was as much into this as me, we made names up for our parts, mine was Boots and hers of course was Puss. She would show me how to touch her and I would guide her hands. Things kept going further and further until that special day. Our first time was a Wednesday afternoon. Now I’m laughing HumpDay. The big laugh was her trying to put on my condom which fell off. I remember the mixed tape we were listening to. She said it was great while I knew it was great for me. I only worried two days and then she got her period. Sex with her didn’t end with a one time bad experience, it lasted for years. Like others time goes on and things changed. I have good memories and I can only hope she didn’t have regrets.

Not that good…😂 I had just turned 15 and my 16-year-old girlfriend and I had spent the past few months getting to know each other’s bodies through increasingly heavy petting. The evening before Thanksgiving it was very cold — probably in the high 20s — in our little town in Western New York. We were going at it passionately on the porch of a church that was located far off the road and surrounded by trees that made it quite private. She and I were both really turned on. I had my hand in her panties, fingering her. She was soaked! We never talked about going farther, but she hiked up her skirt and pulled off her panties. I pulled off my trousers and underpants. She rolled on her back and spread her legs. I mounted her — I couldn’t believe how good my cock felt in her pussy; jerking off was great, but not like this — and of course I came in about 15 seconds. 🙄 (She didn’t reach orgasm, that night or ever in the two years we were a couple. But on and off we continued to have sex for the next three decades when we happened to find ourselves in the same town. By the time she was in college she’d learned to cum. And through the good offices of subsequent partners I’d learned to be a better lover.) But back to Thanksgiving Eve in Western New York. The actual sex that evening was fantastic, the most intensely pleasurable few moments I’d ever experienced. But as soon as I’d cum I became aware of just how cold it was. There was no blissful afterglow, snuggling together; we were too busy scrambling back into our clothes and winter coats. It was the walk back into town that made it such a bad experience. She said "You’re going to marry me, aren’t you?" I was feeling very guilty — my family belonged to a quite conservative church that I hadn’t yet broken from — and thinking to myself that at 15 I wasn’t exactly prepared to make a life-long marital commitment. For sure not to this girl, who was very bright but also pretty emotionally hyperbolic. And of course I was a bit freaked out that she might become pregnant. All in all, as we walked the half-mile into town I was thinking that as good as it felt for those brief moments was cock was in her warm slick pussy, maybe on balance masturbation was the overall better option. But two weeks later we found a warmer place for intimate adventure and spent a couple of hours fucking like crazed bonobos. I still came pretty quickly, but my refractory period was measured in minutes that could be counted on the fingers of one hand. And while my partner-in-pleasure didn’t orgasm, she really liked getting fucked.

No videos or pictures for us. Digital files can get loose too easily. While in the abstract I wouldn't care if someone saw me naked or having sex, the real world has different consequences.

My wife's not into the videos. She doesn't like to watch herself in them and she would never let me post one bc she says they give too much away (faces, voices etc). Strangely, she doesn't feel the same way about photos so I do snap two or three pics every time we play. But I'll say this: videos where the camera is propped on a tripod seem boring to me. I mean, we're swingers. Invite some one to be the camera person. Take turns with it. Move around and get different angles.

Mine was about as lame as most people's first lol. The back of a car senior year of High School (I was a late bloomer compared to my fiends). She was very inexperienced as well (but not a virgin). She wanted to suck my dick. Of course I let her. Her molars left painful scrapes on the shaft of my dick and i remember thinking "This doesn't feel as good as I imagined". So I put a stop to that then we fucked but it felt awkward. I pulled out and came on her belly and she literally asked me "That was it??" It took me a good year or two til I was any good at it.

November of 1977 in the backseat of my Monte Carlo in the parking lot of a golf course. I was 19, she was 17 and both naked as jaybird. I wasn't sure that we were going all the way until I ate her pussy, she orgasmed and that let me in her pussy! I remember when I stuck it in how warm and wet she felt, I was in heaven! I lasted about 3 strokes and this amazing feeling was over. I never saw as much cum as I did that night as she expelled it from her pussy. Later I found out that I was her side cock as she had a boyfriend who never knew that I violated his girlfriend.

Hi All, would love some opinions here! We are a couple, 36f and 42m, my wife always had a fantasy of having a threesome with another woman, ...watching me fuck another woman through a glory hole for instance or another women blowing me, and the ultimate sex. Shes also somewhat bi curious for a bit of fun but shes not outright BI. I once introduced her to a female stripper in a club and she enjoyed it, i did no touching. So each time we have sex shes talking about something on these lines and asking me to tell her what I would do to the other women. Sometimes she teases me about another man too.. Myself on the other hand always had fantasy of MFM!. After a night out, I have watched her cum online with another other man through a chat site ..was mega hot and I had to contain myself from exploding too early and left the room a couple of times to give them space! He was a great talker, instructing her how to insert her dildo, asking her to imagine its him and they came together. She later said its best not to do it again as she felt it was not right..I suspect she enjoyed it a bit too much...she also felt a bit "bad" for the guy when I hung up the chat after they came together.... for a first time it was already a lot for me to handle so i put a stop after they came. With other men she acts slow at first, but then all of a sudden seems to really start to go for it. Our sex life is good and we are still relatively young, life is now., I am confident we would remain together since any threesome would be with a one off stranger so would limit the risks. I am completely straight, but adventurous, iv'e been pegged by a hot experienced dom before.. was super to experience the other side. My wife has also tried it on me in the past, less successfully Definitely no MMF for me. So I am trying to figure out the next move! 1. How to start? MFM, FFM (new person in middle?), other? 2. Which rules to set for a first time? 3. Plan it in advance? 4. Other advice. I much appreciate any help the experienced people on here can provide! Thank you

We have made a few between us, although videos are usually short. She has a pretty firm rule about not capturing any images of her outside play, as worrying about that being out there stresses her out. It's usually as simple as "stay right there, you look really good right now" and grabbing the phone.

After leaving the military, I moved to a smallish town and found it difficult to meet new people and make new friends. Small town atmosphere and I was an outsider. Out of boredom, I ended up getting a part time job at a local box store a couple nights a week. The manager was about 10 years younger than me and was a nice guy, we hit it off and became friends. He invited me over a few times on the weekend, but I usually went out of town, I had friends a couple hours away and we rode motorcycles on the weekends. So I declined the invites. He invited me to a Halloween party. He had a nice place, a few acres outside town. When I arrived, there were about 15 people there, mostly family and a few friends. I had met his wife a few times, she was average looking, average body, shy and very likeable. He lit a bonfire, we had a few beers, grilled some burgers, sat around the fire and BS'd. I was the only guy the rest of them didn't know. They wanted to know about me, where I was from, what I did in the military. His brother got sloppy drunk and out of the blue, his eyes tear up and he say that he doesn't have any friends because he is a science teacher and when people talk about work, he is the odd man out. He says that if anyone here right now knows what the coriolis effect is, he would suck their dick. I looked at him and said, you mean the circular movement of water caused by the earths rotation. He asked how I knew that. Everyone around the fire started howling, telling him to get on his knees. We had a good laugh and moved on. By 11pm the party was winding down and everyone else was gone. It was getting chilly and we were in the living room, I stood up and was about to announce that I was heading home and my friend says I should stay since it was late and I had been drinking. Before I could decline, his wife says that I am owed a blowjob and she doesn't want me to leave without it. I'm sure that I had a shocked look on my face. She wraps her arm around me and says that she wants two guys. She tells me that they had been trying to get me over there for over a month. Small town, she was a grade school teacher and they had to be very discrete. She left and came back in a thong and a skimpy white tee shirt. We headed for the bedroom. She wanted to play with both of us, then finish me off while he watched. We jumped in the shower and she soaped us up, She was on her knees sucking me, working her soapy finger in my ass while he watched. I barely got out of the shower without blowing my load. for a plain shy girl, she was a wildcat once she got naked. For the next half hour the three of us played, nothing too wild, we were getting used to each other. MFM was a bit awkward for me but I was having a great time. She was on her hands and knees sucking me, he was doing her doggy. We went at it pretty good for a few minutes, he pulled out and she flopped on her back, out of breath. I was pretty wound up, probably the most turned on ever. I pushed her legs up and went down on her. He had cum in her and I caught it as it was pushing out. I was shocked but swallowed it and kept on. She got on me in a 69, I licked her clean and it took her about a minute to finish me off. Afterwards she told me that was their big fantasy, but they had never asked a guy to do it. She was lying between us then she moved to the foot of the bed and spread her legs and started using a vibrator. We were side by side watching her and watching each other play with our dicks. He started getting hard again. I was still really turned on, she was moaning, I had never watched a guy masturbate, I leaned over and took him in my mouth and started sucking him. I wasn't even thinking about doing it, he had a nice dick and I was turned on watching him. That got round two started. She was moaning and bucking. He got rock hard and I really got into it. I was playing with his balls, up and down on his shaft, teasing his head and foreskin. I could feel him swell up and tighten, I would back off a little and feel him pull back from the edge. I got him close and he grabbed my head and said don't stop. He swelled up really big and I felt one big throb and he shot his load. I gagged a little but swallowed it all. She finished up just before he did, I was still really turned on but still to limp to go again. The next morning we played until lunch. Lots of sucking, she got him to give it a go on me. We did DP, also a first for all of us. both of us in her, feeling our dicks rubbing together was a big turn on. I cleaned up her pussy again after he came in her and he tried to clean her up after I came in her, but he couldn't do it. We had a great time and continued to play together for about six months. They decided to try for a baby so the swinging had to stop. We tried mutual masturbation a few times, but that ended up turning into a full blown threeway. That was a great experience for me. I have enjoyed bisex every since.

Thanks for the high praise Like others around here, I'm just trying to help! My wife and I got into swinging while our youngest was not yet 5. I know what it's like to try to work around little ones and do this Your wife's fantasy is wonderful I hope you can find a single bi female that would play with both of you. But again, don't get frustrated if you can't find such a lady. If I may ask, where (very roughly) do you live? Nearer to a large or in a large city? It's a constant fantasy of mine to see my wife having sex with another man. I've seen this many times now, and I can tell you it NEVER gets old Not gloating here, but saying I understand your fantasy and why it's so potent for you. What you describe potentially happening (minus anal sex) is usually referred to "soft" play, in that everything's ok but actual sex. If I may be so bold, I think the risk in your wife having sex with other men is within you. There's some realities that might surprise you a bit. If you and your wife go down the path of having an MFM, it's quite possible your wife could have some thundering orgasms the like of which you haven't seen since before you were married. The newness of a play partner can be incredibly intoxicating, and generate powerful orgasms. It doesn't mean the other guy is more special to your wife than you are. It does mean your wife is thoroughly enjoying herself. This is a good thing not a bad one. In some sense, you are making love to your wife by allowing her to so enjoy another man. I have held my wife closely before while she is having sex with another man, and it's a very intimate thing. Let me toss this scenario out for you (not that you'd do this, this is just a scenario); let's say your wife did play with another man who seemed to be great in bed. Let's say she played with him many times and developed strong emotions for him, actively loving him. Let's say in all of this she never humiliated you, always respected you, and so did the other man. Let's say the other man was always a perfect gentleman with your wife. Let's say the deep love you and your wife have for each other wasn't diminished by this, but rather enhanced. Is there a risk here? Where is the risk? My wife has enjoyed this very scenario with two different men who became boyfriends for her spanning years. Our love was never negatively affected by either relationship. We're still going strong now, and it's been a few years since things tailed off with her last boyfriend (he got a regular girlfriend who wasn't, understandably, amenable to it). What I'm getting at here is that I'm picking up some subtle fears from you, in that you're worried your wife might develop emotions for another man, who she might feel are better for her in bed, or in someway diminish her opinion of you. My wife and I talked about this very thing extensively before we got into swinging. We thought of it as a bit of bridge crossing; in having sex with others we would be crossing a bridge, but the bridge wouldn't be blown up behind us. We felt that we would continue conversation and communication and if either of us felt it was negatively affecting our relationship, then we would step back across the bridge and re-evaluate. If you get to the deep level of communication I mentioned in my first post in this thread, I think you can successfully do that. Don't hold back; if you're fearful, say as much. It doesn't make you weak. It makes you human. Your wife can't address your feelings if she doesn't understand them. Sometimes it can be hard for a guy to express his fears. We're supposed to be Superman or some nonsense like that. It's just not true. I've been that guy sitting in the corner watching my wife fucking another man. It's absolutely incredible One time was quite funny; we were having an hours long MFM with a guy, and were taking a bit of a break while recovering for another round. I went into the bathroom for a few minutes, and when I came out my wife was having sex with him again. That was an absolutely wonderful sight I made a wise crack like "Wow, I get up to use the bathroom and moments later my wife's having sex with another man already!" I fully understand you not wanting your wife to date alone. We didn't do that at first either. For some couples, they never do that, and it's perfectly fine! The problem we ran into was having younger kids at home. Getting us both away to play was quite difficult at times. For practical reasons, if nothing else, it made more sense when she got a regular guy for her to play alone as needed. There was no way she could satisfy his sexual urges as often as he'd like if we had to get a baby sitter every time he was horny. It was nerve wracking for me at first, and her first couple of times she had some serious butterflies. But, when she came home she would always fill me in on her evening while I was busy "filling her in" it was intensely erotic to hear her tales whilst we were having sex. But, do (or don't do) what you want to do. Solo playing isn't for everyone. For some, it's all they do. Find your own groove. What is perfect is what works for you both together! The really major thing I want to note in closing; you said "I need to find out more.... " YES! YES! A THOUSAND TIMES YES! This applies to finding out more about your wife, she finding out more about you, you finding out more about yourself, and her finding out more about herself. This is part of the wonderful journey you are embarking upon. And holy cow I've written another book haha!

Welcome Lifeisnow! You're definitely in the right place. This is a wonderfully supportive forum. Let's get the FMF covered first. I don't mean to dissuade you, but finding another woman who is interested in bi (or, really, not) is very difficult. Around here, we call such women "unicorns"; fabled to exist, but no one has ever actually seen one. Ok, that's not entirely true. Some couples do find single women that want to play with another couple. But, it is rare. I'm not suggesting you shouldn't try for it, but don't get frustrated if it doesn't happen. Single men on the other hand are very, very easy to find. The trick is to find nice single men. That's not as rare as the unicorn, but you have to do some searching. Ok so your wife doesn't want to do it again. Forgive me, but I want to be clear; she doesn't want to do something with another man involved? Going with the flimsiest of knowledge about your relationship and her in particular (going of course off of only what you've posted), it sounds to me like your wife very much enjoys the idea of having another man, and is maybe so interested that it scares her a bit. It can be a bit terrifying; what if she likes it "too much"? What does "too much" mean? Does it supplant the sex you two have? Does it erode it? Does it make it seem less hot, less satisfying? These are unknowns that are hard to understand. They are emotional reactions, and not logical ones. My wife has a sexual tiger inside herself that was awakened by swinging. Your wife may be a bit fearful of just what, exactly, is inside her that she has yet to explore. Your wife could also have objections based on societal/moral/religious standards, and feel like she's breaking something while doing this. The pathway through this is communication. Having deeply open communication can be hard. Many couples never get there. Being open means being able to talk about your innermost thoughts and feelings. Being receptive to each other in listening is critical; no judgment, no sarcasm, no teasing; just frank, open honesty. Listening can be a difficult skill to learn. Getting to this level of communication will bring the two of you ever more intimate to each other. Ask about fantasies, whether either of you feels they are wrong to fulfill or not. Ask about unusual ideas in each other's heads. Ask what you think about when masturbating. There's lots of ways to help encourage such discussion. Doing it in the bedroom is fine, but also doing it outside the bedroom is good too. My wife and I spent many months talking about such things and also about swinging before we took our first dip in the pool. It made a big difference. Another idea; this sub-forum on first swinging experiences has a vast history of things couples did when they were first starting out. There's also a sub-forum called "Swinging Situational HELP!" It can be interesting to read some of the first posts in the threads of these forum and then discuss between you and your wife. What was interesting about it? What about it would be challenging? How would you handle it? Did you enjoy the idea of it and could you imagine yourself doing it? These threads can be excellent conversation starters. Once you have a better understanding of what each of you want, dream, and desire, you will feel more confident and secure in moving ahead. You noted about having a one off with a stranger, and that would limit risks. This is very true. There are couples who have a rule of playing with someone only once, and never again. That works for them, and might work well for you. If that becomes a rule, it might change for you. My wife and I realized over time that finding good play partners was in many ways no different than 'vanilla' dating. You're going to find some duds, some people whom you don't have a lot of fun with, etc. We felt that since it was so hit and miss, that it would be better to maintain relationships with the ones that were fun. But, I wouldn't advise trying that until you're more comfortable. How to start is really up to you, and what you want to do. There's plenty of ways to start. Ok, finding the FFM might be hard. But, you can help her explore her interest in other men. One idea; in your day to day lives as you're out doing errands or whatever, have her pick out men she finds attractive, and you do likewise. It can be a bit of a fun exercise and helps internally open the door that it's ok to imagine being with someone else. You could go to swinger meet-and-greets where there's no play, just meeting up with other swingers. That can help make swinging seem less intimidating, as you begin understanding that swingers are really just like everyone else. There's no swinger 'type'. There's also hotel takeovers that can be fun, even if you don't play. You could also go to a swinger club and be spectators, or maybe play with each other only (whether other people can see you or not). Another idea; go to a dance club of some kind and dance with other people. Get physically close with them, and see how each of you feel. Doing an online chat is very different than in person. There are many ways to get closer to swinging without actually swinging, and help test the waters and begin to wrap your brains around the idea of being non-monogamous. What rules you set are also very much up to you, and highly dependent on where your comfort levels are. What are you not comfortable with each other doing to something else? What feels like too far, or too much? I wouldn't try to come up with too many rules; try to focus on only those things that you think will upset either of you. Having too many rules can make having sex with others feel almost rigid. My wife and I had a number of rules when we began; no kissing, no solo play, no anal, always use condoms, etc. Over time all the rules but one fell away. The last one to fall away was always using condoms. Not using condoms now is allowed if it's a regular, long term play partner who has been tested for STDs. So, in a sense, I guess you can say that's still a rule but has conditions. The one big one that has never fallen away and never will is the one we call the "golden parachute". If for any reason either of us does not feel comfortable and wants to exit the situation, they voice it and we both get dressed and leave. No discussion, no checking to make sure, etc. Just leave. We will talk about it after we leave. We've never invoked that rule, but it's nice to know it's there. Planning it in advance; seems odd to plan sex, doesn't it? I wouldn't plan to have sex per se. Plan and expect to have fun, and have no other expectations. It would be good to establish what the limits are for a particular evening; touching and kissing ok, but no further? Anything ok but actual sex? Sex with another person is ok? One thing to be cautious of; changing limits or rules while in the heat of the moment (or approaching it). There will always be another day. Going too far, too fast can be a recipe for disaster. It sounds like both you and your wife enjoy the idea of the other having sex with another person. It can be intensely erotic. When we got into swinging, I had no idea how much I'd enjoy watching my wife have sex with another man. It's absolutely incredible. I love watching, hearing, and helping her have a great time. It sounds like the two of you might be very much the same. This is a good sign for the two of you getting into swinging. A few other bits of advice. However you proceed with this, move at the speed of the person going the slowest, whether it's you or your wife. That applies in general to all of it, but also to specific things. For example, my wife wasn't comfortable with the idea of me having sex with other women at first. We had lots of MFMs before she started feeling more comfortable with the idea. So in one aspect, we moved ahead quite a bit. In another, we moved more slowly. That's ok. Always make sure that you (as in both of you) are in charge of birth control. Those whom you play with may be in charge too, but don't leave birth control solely up to the people you're playing with. Focus on each other. It may seem paradoxical, but swinging isn't about other people, but more about the two of you helping each other achieve more self actualization. Another crucial bit of advice; keep posting here and asking questions :) We're happy to answer, and will tell you if we think you're making a mistake. That's one of the things I really love about this forum. Oof, looking back over this it appears I've written a book. Setting my proverbial pen down for the moment ... :)

I was very fortunate to have such a great introduction to the wonders of sex. It was a truly amazing week. We're in touch in that we're friended on Facebook, but we haven't chatted much over the years. She got married a couple of years after we parted ways, to a guy whom she met in the Army. She's had a number of kids, and lives across the country now. We did talk on the phone for about an hour roughly 20 years ago. All was well with her then. From what I've seen on Facebook, everything still seems to be going well. And yeah, the most earnest of promises tend to evaporate once Mr. Happy decides to have a say in it! 😅🤣😂

Oh my Peter, the porch of a church? Ok you're definitely going to burn in hell! 😅🤣😂 I dare say our stories share two things in common however, Western New York, and ...winter time. As Peter will no doubt attest, winters in Western New York can get...intense at times. This particular winter found me staying at my girlfriend's mother's house. I was 18 at the time. Started a bit later than some of you. My girlfriend was 19, and wasn't a virgin. But, her prior experience was shall we say..traumatic. The 2nd of three days I was to stay at her house, a major storm hit us. All in all, we got over 3 feet of snow. It shut down the county for a week, and we were stuck there for that week. My girlfriend's mother had already put me up with her daughter, as she knew we'd been together for months and figured she wasn't stopping anything we hadn't already done. Except, we hadn't had sex yet because of the trauma my girlfriend had endured. I never wanted her to feel pressured, and wanted it to come gently for her when she was ready. We were very much in love, but the time needed to be right. As horny as I constantly was around her, I'm glad I waited and didn't pressure her. The 2nd night of the storm, we were in bed together and it was pitch black. We were a ways out in the country, and there was no light outside at all. In the depths of that darkness, after lots of foreplay doing our usual everything-but-sex play time, she said she was ready. We talked a fair bit. Bit of a moment killer, but I really wanted to be sure she was ready, and very much willing. We spent a fair bit more time playing, and after some time of her on top of me rubbing her pussy on my cock, she slipped me inside of her. The sensation was absolutely intense for both of us. I came fairly quickly, but just stayed right inside of her. We went on for what seemed like hours, with the snow piling up outside. The rest of the week was spent more in bed than anything else, with only about half of it actually asleep. We'd make love a couple of times before going to sleep in each other's arms, and always at least once in the morning, There were a couple of times when we both woke up in the middle of the night and went at it as well. It was a truly wonderful experience, both the first time and the entire week. Sadly, she was already headed for the Army, under delayed enlistment. We stayed together for another six months before she headed off to bootcamp. We got together for a few days some months later, but then it was over for good. We're still in touch, but we haven't seen each other in the decades since.

Late bloomer, here. It was summer vacation between my first and second year of college. On the bank of a river, during a hike along the riverbed. Very, very rocky, and uncomfortable because of the stones.

Same with me. We tried it on a tripod on ourselves but it looks too boring. I also prefer that a 3rd wheel will do the camera to take nice shots. Then take turns. But the problem is the privacy. He will have the right to keep a copy too. Once it gets out of the bedroom we are no longer in control of the video. I dont know a work around for that.

We make home videos, well now it’s just short clips. But in our late teens at our first apartment, we made quite a few full length videos. Lots of fun

When I attended college, there was a bar that was notorious for college boys and older married women to hook up. One night I met an older lady in this bar and she invited me back to her house. When we got to the house, she introduced me to her husband and said that he wanted to watch us have sex, that's all. I was skeptical but agreed as long as he just watched. She crawled on top of me cowgirl and her husband walked to the bed and pulled my cock out of her and began to suck it. He sucked it for a while and then stuck it back in her pussy! Whenever I came inside her, he came over and sucked my cock again to clean me up. I got dressed and she drove me back to the bar and she told me that she was looking forward to more visits to her house.

Just my opinion, but if a guy is having trouble with another man seeing his wife naked, then the right time won't be for a long time. Again just my opinion, but that would really turn me off. Many women are attractive, but a prostitute is not.

You are correct. It is, however, more generally part of a nonmonogamous lifestyle.

We play mostly with single males and we have met some really great guys. But we also had our share of let downs. Just this Saturday we set up a meeting with someone and he didn't show. I had talked with him on the phone twice earlier during the day and everything was a go. We were really surprised because we had chatted with him online, we've have talked on the phone for about two weeks, so communication wasn't the issue. Pics were exchanged by both parties. In other words we did everything right. I am really pissed at this point because we took the time to get ready, drive to the restaurant and waited for him, even calling his cell phone twice, only for it to go directly to voicemail. This bad experience doesn't jade my view on single males in any way, but it was pretty discouraging.