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Hello and Happy New Year! I have an update: Right before the holidays, my wife (Suzy) and I got the nerve and decided to go to Twist, our (somewhat) local sex club. We're both still buzzing from it, although I still can't believe we got the nerve to do it. Because it feels like such an accomplishment that I can't tell my friends about, I kinda feel like writing about it. For those who don't care to read the details, skip to the end for a heartfelt thank you for your support and suggestions. So...the night started with dinner in San Francisco at Bar Crenn. Very much of a splurge, but HIGHLY recommended if you're a foodie and come visit SF. We both dressed to the nines, Suzy in a tight red dress, stockings and heels. Nothing too revealing except for a stylish cut that exposed her midriff. She has a well proportioned body and was getting plenty of head turns, which was a great start to the night! After dinner we still had time before things got rolling, but anticipation got the best of us, and we showed up to Twist a little after 10:30. Barely anyone there, but we kept busy by dancing- with ourselves and with the few couples that were sprinkled about. Within an hour or so the place was filling up and we had a great time sexy dancing for a bit longer until we worked up the nerve to enter the play area. Even though we were early, we didn't get much of a tour or have the rules explained to us, but we figured out to get a locker and get undressed. I wore a towel, and Suzy stayed in the lingerie she had under her dress - black panties/stockings and garter and a sexy matching bra. Within minutes of walking out, we were propositioned by a nice couple. We were still very nervous and we politely declined, explaining we were still getting our footing. Soon after another proposition, but we still weren't ready. The club was pretty full at this point, and the crowd was truly a mix of all types of people. We're in our mid 50s, but we try to stay in shape and tbh we could probably pass for 40s, Suzy even younger. I'd have to say that my one knock on the evening was that while we eventually found people we were attracted to, it was difficult at first to see the forest through the trees. Alot of people who either did not take care of their bodies, or grooming was not high on their list. This is not a judgement against anyone or any body type, it's simply that we did not find people that were attractive to us at first. So we began to feel a bit overwhelmed (we had also microdosed mushrooms earlier in the night) We wondered around watching a few couples, but things were not going the way we imagined. We took a seat on an oversized couch - me first, and Suzy sitting in front of me, somewhat in my lap so that I could rub her shoulders, which I did for a good ten minutes or so. I swear I was seconds away from saying "Let's go home" when a couple walked by and stopped in front of us. For reasons we both can't explain, right at that moment Suzy smiled and spread her legs, reaching down to slide her panties to the side. The man glanced at his wife, and before I knew it he was on his knees, peeling off Suzy's panties and going down on her, while she cuddled up on the. couch, caressing Suzy's breasts and whispering some hot sexy talk. And then she looked at me and asked "Can my husband fuck your wife?" Holy SH** was that amazing! He fucked her while she was still on the couch, me behind. Every thrust sandwiching Suzy and pushing her back onto me. I can't even describe the joy I felt at that moment. The freedom. What a rush. We spent some time with that couple, exploring different combinations, and moved on to a few more. The sensual look in Suzy's eyes, the passion. I could see her self confidence growing with every touch and every orgasm. I have to say that for a 55yo guy, I did pretty well. We played for a solid couple hours and I stayed in the game the entire time - including 3 big orgasms and 1 teeny-tiny one letting me know the night was winding down for me. We went back home in the wee hours, the short drive feeling like it took hours because we were so anxious to get into bed and fuck our brains out. Which we did until it was light out, slept half the day and then fucked again (which is a whole other story!) Since that night there has been a bounce in our relationship. A buzz. A smile. We are having so much fun and I love just being able to look at her and smile wickedly. and have her do the same. Like a secret between us that no one knows, and gives us a thrill to just think about. Our sex life is off the hook. Practically every night. That being said, and even though she went out and bought a cute pineapple dress and ordered an anklet from Etsy (are those really a thing? Or is that urban legend) swinging is not something we are going to do on a regular basis. It was an amazing experience and no regrets whatsoever. I think what is more our speed is to meet a nice couple or two who are in the lifestyle, get to know them and become friends, and trust them enough to share our bedroom from time to time. We're also interested in "going bareback" so picking up random strangers is not practical. We still have some questions about clubs and the lifestyle, but perhaps for another post. Anyway, we both would like to thank all of you who have offered support and advice. You absolutely changed our lives. If you are in San Francisco (actually we live in Oakland), or near the NJ shore, please drop us a line and say hi. THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!

Starting late; THANKS for the update! I'm soooo thrilled to hear it went so well for you and your wife! Fantastic times! Yes, it definitely uncorks the sex drive and gets us screwing like bunnies This is a very common, and very wonderful outcome! My wife and I too wanted to have closer friendships rather than single time hookups. We haven't been to a swing club in over ten years. It's gone well for us. I can go well for you too!

Hilarious follow up. Thank you. Did you ever get to see what your wife admired?

Why BBC? How about AWC ? Average White Cock! This sounds so wrong. Why is race part of it? Now I notice the OP was a one and done. He came and is done, Literally

They do sell razors specifically for it, but honestly some warm soapy water and a Bic razor should do the trick. My experience is that the ladies appreciate it and show their appreciation 😋

Greatly agreed! Goodness for the gander grants grace for the goose, giving both gallant gestures grounds for gratitude.

The last week of August, Shannon texted David and me saying that she and Joe are visiting relatives in a nearby town and asking if we were going to be at home and free over the Labor Day weekend. Lunch, dinner maybe. I was taken aback and hesitant. David replied, “Sure, we’re free, that’ll be great.” After more back-and-forth David and I found that they would be arriving late on Friday and have a rental car, so they wanted to get together first thing Saturday. Meanwhile, I kept texting Shannon separately and had a few calls with her. In among all the social talk, we got talking about sex. Eventually, I adjusted my approach from what I proposed before, me fucking Joe or us having a threesome. Rather than asking Shannon if she wanted to make out with me, I instead asked if she would do me a favor and touch me again. I asked not if she would mind, but if Joe would object. She surprised me by saying with some enthusiasm that Joe would like her and me to do that. She quickly clarified that he would like to see us do that. OK, the question is how far would Shannon go with me? I was happy to get that far and left it open from there. Saturday Long story short, David and I met Shannon and Joe at their hotel Saturday morning and visited a few places in town around their hotel. We eventually went to their hotel for lunch, then they invited us back to their room to browse some things on the internet and talk about our plans for later. David surprisingly and suddenly looked at his phone and said that he had to go into the office to take care of things. Something he rarely had to do, at least never in the office on a weekend. But I didn’t question it. He apologized and asked if it was ok if he came back in a few hours to the hotel. OK. He said that he would call when he was leaving the office. Later I found out that it was a set up between him and Shannon. Long foreplay story short, Shannon ended up naked on her back, I was in just my t-shirt braless on all fours licking her pussy, sending her into orbit and Joe was playing with himself. While she was in an out-of-her-mind state, I asked Shannon if Joe could put it in me. She squeaked “Yes,” and I ordered him to get over here. Now I was feeling the dick I had anticipated for so long. He came pretty quickly, but I was just as quick. His ejaculation was fantastic for me. Shannon snapped out of her ecstasy when Joe and I simultaneously started our cris d'amour. Afterwards Shannon wasn’t shy about going down on my sloppy pussy to give me another O. I was also happy that both Joe and Shannon found me to their liking. After our two hours or so of fun, I had Shannon call David and asked him when he was coming back to the hotel. I thought I was being clever having Shannon call him. But David is more clever (cleverer?) and more thoughtful; he had managed to get the hotel to reserve us an adjoining room next to Joe and Shannon’s shortly after they made their reservation - just in case things moved in a direction where we needed it. He checked in on the way back and David and I went next door into our room to shower before going out again. It was a tense late afternoon and light dinner. Not that anything was wrong, but it was a sexually charged atmosphere. David quietly but clearly sent me the message that knew exactly what had happened, had expected it. He also left the door between the rooms ajar as a signal that there was an intimacy between us couples, and negative proof that he wasn’t doing anything with me, the potential was being saved for later. It was clear to me that Shannon was interested in David. And no one had to tell David that. As we left the hotel and began to walk down the block David took Shannon’s hand. I grabbed Joe’s hand. Shannon had previously told me at one point during our text and email exchanges that Joe, knowing only a small part of her past but knowing that it is still much greater than his, likes saying that she was a slut when they’re in foreplay and having sex. He stresses it and says it repeatedly and asks her for stories about her past. It disturbed her at first but it she says it’s all ok, it makes him closer and more loving than ever, even after the sex is over. When we got back to the hotel we went to our rooms and had sex. Pretty wild, but nothing that hasn’t been discussed here before. David and I expected that we would separate into the two rooms, but Joe insisted on us all staying in their room because it had two queen beds instead of one king. He wanted to see his wife having sex with another man, something he said that he had never seen before and expected only to ever see in his fantasies about Shannon’s past. But here David was, with all his pent-up energy, doing a good job on Shannon. David is much more in tune with what was going on in Joe’s mind and how to play it. He knew that what Joe thought wasn’t that Shannon is a slut, it’s that she was a slut and he is the one who was so good for her that she gave up whoring around for him. He prides himself on having an oversexed woman who he has tamed and married. Her past is a point of pride for him. She previously told me that she fucked a lot of different guys and did all these different things (MFM and FFM threesomes, anal, couples swaps) before and yet she is satisfied, happy with Joe. For Joe, it is part of her great personality, but he is so proud that she gave it up for him. David flattered him by saying that he wished that I could have been as sexually adventuresome as Shannon was, that I had only fucked one other guy when we met. David told Joe that Joe married the town slut, but now she is his. Joe really liked that. I suppose that this shouldn’t be so surprising, there are people here, mostly guys, who say that they don’t mind that their wife sluts around (with a boyfriend, at the club, at a party) because, especially because, she is going home with him tonight. The husband getting the final conquest, and all is well. In a moment of calm, nonsexual honesty I asked Joe if he was ok, if it disturbed him knowing and seeing Shannon having sex with David (or me). He seemed good, more than good – pleased, with Shannon’s past but only because it was in the past. He confirmed that talking about her past in the abstract was exciting, something he loved about her, but seeing the reality of her having sex with another guy was painful. “But that seems to be the price of admission,” he said. I was left wondering but didn’t push him on it. “It’s wonderful afterwards though,” he said. Shannon confessed that they weren’t in town to visit relatives. They contacted us and specifically came to visit our place in the world to see if we said we wanted to meet up. They had reserved the entire weekend for time with us, whatever it may be, and had a flight home on Monday afternoon. What led to this trip was Shannon “confronting” Joe about me and asking him if he would fuck if me if she could arrange it. (She already had the signal from me at our last meeting that she could.) What I didn’t know was that she and David were talking behind my back to set this up. Sunday The big day came and we took Joe and Shannon back to our house to meet the rest of our family: Red, Clair, Lora, and our multitude of children. The introductions were very smooth and cordial. The only awkward part for me was when Clair and Lora both said to Joe and Shannon how much I had said about them, but Joe and Shannon were untroubled by me having talked about them. Shannon said I hadn’t said anything about Clair, Lora, Red, or all these kids to her. They were curious about the provenance of the kids and we proudly pointed out the biological parentage of each (Lora said “I’m the mother of the brown ones.”). To say they were amazed with the whole situation would be an understatement. Especially with the huge house, guesthouse and all the children. We told them that none of it (the house, the number of children) is as impressive as it seems if you divide it up among us five adults. David has arranged with Becky and Frank to take our children for the day. We had also arranged for two of the regular young women we use as babysitters to accompany them to help out. It worked out great and we really appreciated it. Needless to say, we all played. The interesting thing for me was that the pairings that seemed to grab hold the most were Joe and Lora, and Shannon and Red. David, my husband, and I played together with Clair and laughed that the couple he had set up for me to have sex with had found other sexual interests. 😊 To Joe, it became not that Shannon just was a slut, but is one, fucking both David and now Red. David and Red now will call Shannon a whore in front of Joe, while the other is fucking her, or both are. Even when Joe is making love to Shannon, his wife. I was worried that this was going too far, but Joe smiled. Both Red and David know how to make him feel good about his wife, portraying her as a sophisticated, super sexually charged woman that he was lucky to get to be his wife. Tamed but not domesticated. After all this, I was afraid what the aftermath might be. But we met at dinner and everyone was happy. It was almost odd that we talked about everything except sex. But it also seemed so natural that it was no problem. One last thing to report: we had breakfast with Shannon and Joe at the hotel Monday (Labor Day) morning for breakfast before they had to go to the airport. Unlike our other get togethers outside the bedroom, this time we did talk about sex and it was mutually decided that David and Shannon would go back to the room for a quick one. Joe and I agreed that it was wonderful sitting here together, him fingering my pussy and reaching for my braless tits, knowing what our spouses were doing. The psychological aspects of what happened excite me as much as the sex, mostly because that’s what I keep thinking about. 1) My husband David went behind my back with another woman(!) to really move along the opportunity for us to play with them. Plus getting the adjoining hotel room and arranging babysitting. 2) Red and Shannon really hit it off, sexually and otherwise, something that I did not expect, they’re so different. Same with Joe and Lora. 3) The fact that Joe has such a fetish about Shannon being called a slut. And that David picked up on the subtle clues early on and had the right instincts on which direction and how far to push it. Joe gets so worked up having Red and David say so and hearing her tell stories about a past that he didn’t know that she had. He went from slut-fear to slut-pride in a very short time. Anyway, overall an amazing weekend.

Shannon did show up with Joe. This is a summary of the sexual highlights of the time we spent together since that’s the interest of those on the Swingersboard. There’s plenty of other topics we talked about, but those are more suited for travel, skiing, sailing, culinary, entertainment discussion boards, so I am leaving all of that out as well as the conference topics. Apologies in advance because I wrote this on the plane home, and decided to post it now instead of editing over the weekend. Saturday The hotel is a resort destination in itself, having a fitness center, heated pools, hot tubs, sauna, tennis, golf. Shannon didn’t bring a bathing suit, so we went shopping together. She found one she liked, I had her hand it to me, and while she wandered around the store, I paid for it. She was surprised and grateful; I was making a seductive move. When we were later all in the hotel pool, Shannon said that she had to use the lady’s room and I went with her. As we approached the stalls to go in, I pulled down a shoulder strap on my one-piece bathing suit to expose a breast as I had done for her husband last time. She didn’t avert her eyes, just continued talking. It was a thrill for me. (The reason I usually wear a one-piece bathing suit is because my hip bones will often hold the bottom of a two-piece away from my abdomen and under certain circumstances someone can look down at my pubes. Same problem with most tops, my small tits make it easy to look down at my nipples.) Joe drinks a little, and Shannon drinks a little more. I don’t drink but have learned to sip a little and sometimes make it disappear in other ways. After a while Shannon and I went off alone and spoke of many things. As we talked more and as Shannon got slightly inebriated, more relaxed, I asked about Joe, how they met, how long they had been together. Shannon told me about themselves, which was consistent with what Joe had told me. The topic turned to sex more generally and she said that she was both lucky and unlucky to have married Joe – he is a great husband, good provider, and she looked forward to having children with him. But she missed her wild earlier days starting in high school and continuing up until Joe and a little thereafter. In all, she said that she had numerous boyfriends and encounters, thirty-some different guys. (This is about twice the number of guys that Joe said she told him.) She also said that she had a few threesomes - “both kinds.” She said that she had sometimes slept with a man “just to get him out of my system.” She also told me she did the “girl-girl” thing. Not that she seeks it out but if another girl wanted it or if a guy wanted to watch, it was fun. She laughed and said she had licked way more pussy than Joe. I said cunnilingus is a woman’s art. Shannon said that her best times were after she moved out of an apartment that she shared with her boyfriend at the time and into a house with some other girls. They had a group of friends some of whom would visit, have sex, spend the night. Shannon said she liked to pick and choose among the guys. Sunday After brunch, we got back to the hotel. Shannon went to my room where she had left her bathing suit, while Joe went to their room. Following my lead, she got naked. Shannon is attractive, fit, cute blonde with youth on her side, like 27. The only odd thing is her breasts, they are not large, but slender cylinders and hang down without touching. Her nipples at the end that are as wide as the rest of her breasts. It isn’t noticeable when she’s wearing some support. She saw me looking, said, “I got strange tits,” and asked if I would like “to touch.” I didn’t hesitate and said, “Yes.” I cupped her one nipple at the end with my right hand and put my left hand nearly around her other breast, gently lifting and squeezing. After a minute, she retreated. I then said, “I have a strange cunt.” Shannon said no, that it’s like a flower. I guess you could maybe find a flower like that. To reciprocate, I asked if she wanted to explore. She didn’t say anything, but sort of clinically played with my tits, my abs, and my protruding hip bones. She reached around and grabbed my ass. I tightened my glutes, and she kept feeling and squeezing. I opened my thigh gap more to unfold my labia and expose my clit, and moved her hand down a little, but she didn’t take me up on my silent offer. Sunday evening after the opening conference session, Shannon called me while I was in my room. She asked about a cream that we had talked about and me having a tube of it with me that she could have. She asked if it would be ok if she sent Joe down to get it. “OK, sure.” I had only a robe on when he knocked. I opened the door then opened the robe. He moved his hands over me, we kissed deeply with his one hand on my tits and one in my pussy. After those two minutes (the only time we were alone that weekend) I handed him the cream, told him to leave and fuck Shannon for me. I was left wondering whether Shannon was very trusting of me, naïve, or was playing an interesting game. Monday In the late afternoon, Shannon had a few drinks while I had rum and Coke with no rum. That’s why I always went to get the drinks. She said that Joe has been talking about me a lot, and she thinks that he’s infatuated with me. I apologized if I had done anything wrong, but Shannon said no, it’s ok, it’s livened things up for them and that she has talked about me to him “positively” (implying sexually) as well. She said that Joe hasn’t had nowhere near the same extent of sexual experiences that she has had (just a few long-term girlfriends), and she thinks it is a good way of dealing with it. Shannon gets around to asking about my husband and family. I tell her part of the truth about David and the two children, the ones I bore, and leave out the rest. After what Shannon told me about her past, it was easy for me to tell her what I had told Joe – that I have only had sex with five men in my life, one being my husband. I told her I am sort of like your husband in the numbers game, but added that my husbands and boyfriends had lots of experience before we met so I’ve done just about everything. In my case, I said two men were before I married David but two were after - with hubby’s encouragement and approval. She was astounded. I didn’t disclose anything further. Shannon gently inquired further about the arrangement that I had with hubby. I didn’t dance around the topic and used the word “fuck,” telling her truthfully that I fucked two other guys before I got married and fucked two other men since then, which she could talk to my husband about it if she wanted. I left out the part that I am in a poly relationship, still regularly fucking two of those men in addition to my husband, and having Lesbian sex with two women. Later when the three of us were together, Shannon left the pool to get us more drinks while Joe and I were left at the side watching her walk away. “Nice ass,” I said. His hands were on the ledge and one of mine was too, but the other hand I slid down the front of his bathing suit as I watched Shannon walk toward the bar. He was full, but not hard. I asked him if he might cum. He said, “Maybe,” so I let go and said to save it and started feeling his balls. Individually. I have a testicle fetish and his pleased me. Tuesday Time was running short, so I skipped sessions in the late morning and early afternoon to spend more time with Shannon. She opened up again during lunch after a few drinks. Once again I tried to be seductive and see what the possibilities are by flattering her and Joe. How attractive and wonderful he is, and how attractive she is and lucky to get him. She repeated that finding good marriage material is a tradeoff with other things. She wished that they had some of the experiences that she had with previous men who weren’t marriage material. She wished he was a more experienced and adventurous lover. I took the opportunity and offered to be a safe answer to her wishes. You and Joe can do anything you want with me. Or have me do whatever you want. I would consider it an honor. “Wow, oh wow,” she said. Shannon was flattered but somewhat upset with my offer. While she wished that Joe could be more like her, me, and my husband; in that they had had fun while they were single “But we are married now. I have moved past that.” Quelle horreur! It was interesting when calling my family back home. David asked if I was having fun. Clair taunted me for trying and “getting neither dick nor pussy.” Lora said I should have just done it last trip when I was alone with Joe and could have been at it with him again now. Red said he loves me. Wednesday Joe, Shannon, and I met at the breakfast buffet (with an omelet chef, high class!) before the start of the final, morning session. I was a bit nervous about what Shannon’s demeanor would be (having told her the previous evening that I would be a sexual toy for them and wanted to fuck her husband), but she was extremely nice to me, sat next to me and briefly held my hand. Our flights were around the same time, so I offered them a ride to the airport since they had taken an Uber in while I had a rental car. At the airport as we parted, Shannon kissed me on the cheek while whispering in my ear that she wished she had met me sooner.

It seems that even University Chancellors who are transparent about what they and their spouse do for fun are vulnerable. See this story for details: https://www.nytimes.com/2023/12/28/us/wisconsin-la-crosse-joe-gow-porn.html?unlocked_article_code=1.Jk0.nc-3.BNyGwS9bfgsT&smid=url-share