Swinging experience

[Swingpaul]

I have had experience as a swinger, bull and had fantasies of being a cuckold. All mixed and confused over the last 25 years. I don’t have extensive experience but thought I would try and get it all written down for once before my marbles go. Sorry it will be a bit of a slow burner. I am newly single and am re-entering the lifestyle starting with a swingers holiday in mid-August, lots of adventures to come before it is too late!

Having a threesome was where it began, it had always been a fantasy even when I didn’t realise it was, if that makes sense. When out with my girlfriend E. I used to try to get her to dance with other men much to her annoyance and surprise and my own confusion. She was ridiculously hot, Latin looks, 5ft 6, perfect body, large pert breasts and infectious laugh, writing it now it seems like a typical fake description but it was true, we stayed together for 5 years and it was a rollercoaster. It was so long ago but now I happen to be working in the same town as her so I am afraid of bumping into her, afraid and also excited. The relationship ended for the right reasons but the sex was electric.

[Swingpaul]

Actually, thinking back, trying separate the haze from the fog, the bull and cuckold thoughts and experiences didn’t start with the threesome but with several other formative experiences.
First when I was 24 with D,She also had Latin looks also 5ft 6 and busty, I had started to realise this was my favourite body type, she seemed to like taller men and craved love and affection, to feel safe and deep hugs.

Now, as a sensitive bull I know understand all this, at the time I had no idea what was going on, just a boy still opening up my sexual experiences. D was sexually more experienced than me, she helped guide me metaphorically and literally. She still had a photo of her ex boyfriend on her dressing table. When we made love she would turn it over. It made me jealous but excited, I wanted to talk about it but was sick to the stomach at the same time. She clearly still desired him, he had a special hold over her. A power I saw several times with girls in their twenties, a first love feeling that she had, he would have that hold forever as he would always be the first love, the one that took her. When I was away for three months they slept together, she openly told me, I was crushed but determined to win her back. She threatened me with knives when I spoke about other women, what a crazy situation looking back.

She explained one time how they had had a threesome with his friend, it seemed like she would do anything for him. At this time I now recognise the cuckold feelings I had but at the time it was sexual rage and excitement. She explained how they double penetrated her, the look on her face was one of complicit absence, she was in the moment with them, I was just in front of her, holding her but she was not there. I trembled asking her if she enjoyed it, I felt like my stomach stayed on the ground whilst by body was whizzing around an out of control elevator. Yes she replied in some sort of dream state, eyes glazed, aroused.

She was continually aroused and we talked about threesomes a lot, she loved beauty, men or women it made no difference. Looking back I had so many opportunities for MFF threesomes it was unbelievable, she was sensitive enough to know that MMF would have felt like too much of a threat, but boy how naive was I, how scared if taking that first step, performance anxiety, chickening out.

There was one particular time D mentioned how a friend of mine straight up asked her do you want to be a lesbian with me and we still didn’t get it on, maybe she didn’t want a FMF, for my own sanity I hope so. I remember the look of lust on my friend’s face to this day, one little comment, one touch, one hug of confirmation was all it would have taken but I still didn’t take the step. She ended up giving D a home made mix tape, the cover was her sunbathing naked at the beach. I suppose I just wasn’t ready, it can’t be forced, what will be will be.

[Swingpaul]

After the craziness with D there was L.
She loved sucking cock and when I say loved it she was obsessed, we would only ever briefly kiss on the lips before she moved rapidly to open my fly or take off my trousers, honestly it was ridiculous, I was in heaven, who wouldn’t be, but I am also romantic and found myself in the bizarre situation of lifting her up from under her arms to continue kissing before she forcibly moved downwards again, what is a man to do? Stroking her hair, she wouldn’t remove her clothes so I would be reaching as far down her back as I could to get my fingers inside her waistband and and touch her butt, her groans always encouraged me and I reached further and further to her audible delight. She was only 5ft 3 Latin looks and large pert breast, there is a theme here…. I digress,

With L I discovered voyeuristic tendencies. I I think it started with her as we would drive to a secluded spot that still had the possibility of other cars spotting us, she chose the location, when I raised it with her she was already taking me in her mouth and I just didn’t care if anyone saw us, in fact it turned me I was still only 24 so it just made my heart race either fear and I thought the excitement was from giving me a BJ rather than the situation
She explained how she shared a room with her brother which is why we never went to her house, I was renting a room from her friend so there was no privacy there either.

Not only was there no privacy for either of us but she once explained how once she was lying in bed and heard her brother masturbating, this was uncomfortable to hear but also a big turn on, how can those feelings accompany each other it isn’t right, like reheating ravioli in the microwave , you bite into one piece that has burning sauce on the outside but still cold in the inside.
But I began to feel more comfortable with these voyeuristic feelings than I did with the precious cuckold feelings, I still didn’t know the words cuckold bull or even understand voyeurism but knew it turned me on, boosted my self confidence and the thought of people watching or me watching others seemed not such a huge step compared to the bull/cuckold step
We would park in increasingly public places at her suggestion for the blow jobs, as I fingered her incredibly wet pussy it was as if we were daring to be caught, dogging still meant taking a dog for a walk to me but it was clear that is what is was.

We finally had a weekend away and arriving at the hotel room ripped off each others clothes in anticipation of finally making love for the first time and would you believe it our bodies just didn’t seem to fit together, I was too tall or she was too short or maybe a bit of both,

She was quite happy to return to just the blow jobs which o just couldn’t get my head around, but whilst she was happy getting around my head I would lay back and enjoy it

[Swingpaul]

I realise I have missed out some many other experiences that led me to this lifestyle and one day I should go back and fill in the gaps, right now I will focus on the main events, the memories that have stuck in my mind 25 years later, the ones I look back on and think ‘ahh that’s where that came from’.

I was now 25 still immature and still did not know what I was doing with my life or who I wanted to be with or where I wanted to live. I got the timeline wrong in the posts above, I was 22 when I started, the fog of memories is as bad as ever, 28 years ago not 25 as I first thought.

I decided to travel now which is when I met F. She was Swedish, 5ft 6 a blonde bombshell but with girl next door looks and large breasts. At least I had moved from dark to blond but that body shape was my biggest turn on at the time. Now I have matured and prefer couples with average bods but at the time it was simple lust.

It led to a crazy time because she was travelling around Europe and we were staying in the same hostel.

Before we fully hooked up we went out for one of the most memorable dinners that blew my mind and helped me understand how I was starting to enjoy being slowly and gently more assertive, reinforced my voyeuristic tendencies and hardened the desire I had to be with more than one women at once.

I will remember that dinner for the rest of my life, It was my Everest, I was a selfish king, there were four girls there including F and everyone was flirting with me. Looking back I realise it was not about me, they just happened to be away from their boyfriends or didn’t have boyfriends and hadn’t had a romantic or sexual experience for a long time, they were all aged 21-27 and I was just lucky enough to be in the right place at the right time, well my ego was and my penis was and they kind of took over.

Nowadays I get the greatest pleasure from pleasuring others, but that comes with experience, competence breeds confidence, at that time I still had no idea what I was doing, it was all about me and I was living in the moment, in the selfish moment but it boosted my self confidence no end, these were all beautiful girls from Sweden, the US, Ireland and Denmark, they wanted me and I wanted them. I was not a loser that was ugly and couldn’t attract girls as I sometimes thought, I had arrived in my place, the pecking order was decided, I would now be eating at the top table, I was delusional in the sense that I would only be able to make love to one of the girls, they shared a dorm room with other girls and no males allowed. But not delusional in the sense I could aim high now, walk tall, be confident, say what you want, be open, not offensive just honest.

As we sat down to eat, F on my right,,put her hand on my right thigh and we grinned at each other, she was claiming me and I smiled and accepted her hand, as I did so the Irish girl put her hand on my left thigh. I froze in fear and excitement, my young brain couldn’t cope, I thought I was going to have a threesome and could hardly concentrate to order. Then the American girl in front looked at me coyly twisting her hair, was that a naughty look she was giving me, she was slightly older than the other girls, every girl I had met from the US travelling seemed to be as horny as hell, she put her foot on mine and started to flirt openly, F and I still hadn’t slept together so it was like a meat market with my ass being the only rump steak for sale. I lost my mind to my ego of course, I though I was god’s gift, the luckiest , sexiest man in the world and as everybody wanted me, there nothing was going to stop me flirting with the cute Danish girl who was sitting next to the girl from the US, I started to play footsie with her and as her feet responded a gentle flushness in her face was visible. It remains to this day the moment in my whole life where, for no credit of my own, I became irresistible, I was unbeatable, Adonis, Dionysus, Casanova, I could say or do no wrong, every joke I told was extra hilarious, this was all false nonsense of course and I soon came crashing back to reality as I now couldn’t move and the erection in my trousers seemed to be pinning me to the underside of the table.

Aside from being selfish and hedonistic I was not being nice to F so I slowly removed the hands and feet much to the disappointment of the girls, they soon went off me, a woman scorned is a fickle beast.

The girls carried on with their night and F and I made our excuses and went back to the hostel snuck into the girls only room and made love, she was stunning, making love to a beautiful Swedish girl with large breasts just seemed like something that happened to other people not me, she was shy initially but as she rubbed herself on me slowly she got wetter and more vocal. One thing I was learning was that not to come quickly I should not thrust or take her doggy style immediately, the clitoral stimulation I had read about in my older sisters copies of cosmopolitan was coming to fruition.

We didn’t see her US friend come back and walk beside us on the other side of the terrace window until it was too late. F literally hopped of me, it was a movement like I have never seen again, just one froggy jump to the end of the bed to quickly grab her clothes . Her friend looked on in amusement as I was still lying there, proudly saluting, I just didn’t mind, I was slowly waking up to the lifestyle, another experience that was helping me join the dots. I calmly got up and put on my clothes and her friend carried on walking. Yet another chance of a threesome gone.

[Swingpaul]

So back to where I originally thought it began.

I was 26 by now and constantly thinking about swinging, or what I thought was the only definition of swinging, being part of a couple and having a foursome. When I split up with my girlfriend I learnt that singles can swing too . I was so ready to take the next step and wasn’t leaving this to chance, no more ‘seeing where the winds take me’ this time, I was all in. I was determined to make it happen.

It was all I could seemingly think about. I was waking up in the morning thinking about being with another couple, every couple I saw in the street I imagined having a threesome, I wanted to have dinner as a threesome, every couple I found attractive I wanted to flirt with.

I joined a swingers website, placed an add and responded to couples who were in my area on holiday. Perfect because if it went wrong we wouldn’t bump into each other, perfect because I knew they would be more likely to turn up and less inhibited.
During the first messages they were cagey, looking back it was understandable but at the time I thought, we all want to have sex why don’t you invite me back to your apartment?

Oh the naivety of the horny youth.

Then, as we made our plans to meet I could see in their messages that they thought I might be a no show. Again, looking back I now understand this is an understandable worry, but there was no way that was going to be the case for me. So many years and so many opportunities had led me to this point, so many missed opportunities I should say, but each one had given me a little bit more confidence as I was slowly moving towards what I wanted, now was time to take the plunge, I felt confident, I felt ready.

We arranged to meet at a hotel on the other side of town, they clearly wanted to vet me first, so many weirdos, unique freaks and flakes. It never occurred to me for a second that they would chicken out, my ego still ran free, free sex with a younger man, who would miss out on that?

The hotel had a bar on the top floor, incredibly as I went to get into the lift a couple was already waiting, it was them! We hadn’t exchanged face photos but we both just knew. After a slightly awkward introduction we headed up for a drink. We sat down and I must have had a huge grin on my face as she (H) started grinning at me, I knew then it was going to be ok. I offered to buy the drinks but the husband (P) insisted which allowed me and H to immediately start flirting, by the time P got back with the drinks, H had her legs open and was flashing her knickers at me, that was when I definitely knew it was on! He liked calling her a dirty slut for doing it and this just seemed to encourage her. They were twenty odd years older than me and I learnt so much from them. I learnt the importance of the dynamics at that stage, everyone wants something different, it is important to listen, to pick up on the small cues, people might be embarrassed so not overly vocal, a small admission in this situations might actually be someone releasing an enormous fantasy.

We got on really well, only had one drink despite the fabulous view, both of the skyline and her lacy pink knickers. I have quite the fetish for lingerie so couldn’t stop talking about it which amused them.

Vetting over we headed to a bar closer to their apartment, again I went to buy drinks but the husband insisted, I thought it was just politeness but looking back it might have been his cuckold tendencies coming through.

Before we arrived at the bar I should mention the taxi ride, we all sat on the back seat, she was between us, her legs open slightly wide, just perceptibly wider than a normal pose. I noticed and thought this was now or never, my delirious hand moved up her legs , the taxi driver was in for a treat, he said nothing perhaps believing that if he just kept quiet then the show would continue, just like a child watching television with his parents after bedtime is always the quietest in the room.

I reached the top of her thighs and her groans were now audible and incredibly erotic, I ever so slowly reached her wet panties to her delight. P’s face was shocked and turned on at the same time, hard to describe, I took my cue from him, if he wanted me to stop I would.

As I looked at him to see if he wanted me to stop I saw him shift, one of those small movements that defines a thousand words, that small shift from left to right butt cheek that can only be deciphered by other men, he had an erection that needed adjusting for comfort…..

[Confounded]

Thank you, Swingpaul, for your enlightening and educational posts.

[MartasBoy]

It sounds like you are going through a time of questioning. I hope you can figure out the answers to your questions. It sounds like you have been more of a bull but you are boring the possibility of something related to cuckold?

I also have had fantasies that are all over the place, very broad interest and varied types of fantasies.

I used to think there was something sort of wrong with me, until I found sites like this on the internet, and realized that there were so many people, feeling things very similar to the things I feel.

Good luck in your exploration.

[Confounded]

Hi MartasBoy,

The hotwife lifestyle is something I hadn't considered until threads I've read here. Maybe the hotwife lifestyle would be beneficial for us. My wife and I are firmly committed to keeping our otherwise fabulous marriage intact. Neither of us want to dissolve our marriage. We have overcome all obstacles in our marriage. I am 100% confident that we'll overcome her sexual indiscretions. I know that most women love sex as much or more than men, and my wife is definitely in the category. Since we began dating though the first few years of our marriage (BK: before kids), we'd often had sex a couple times a day every day.

It would be hasty for me to summarily foreclose on widening our sex lives. However, should my wife and I decide to enter the hotwife community, we'd have to have honest and thorough discussions.

[Swingpaul]

Thank you, Swingpaul, for your enlightening and educational posts.

Thanks for the kind comment, good luck on your own journey.

[Swingpaul]

It sounds like you are going through a time of questioning. I hope you can figure out the answers to your questions. It sounds like you have been more of a bull but you are boring the possibility of something related to cuckold?

I also have had fantasies that are all over the place, very broad interest and varied types of fantasies.

I used to think there was something sort of wrong with me, until I found sites like this on the internet, and realized that there were so many people, feeling things very similar to the things I feel.

Good luck in your exploration.

When I started 28 years ago it was confusing as I did not know the words bull, stag, cuckold and hotwife. Neither did I understand what the roles were or understand that everyone’s needs were subtledly different.
Now as a bull it is so much clearer but it wouldn’t have been possible without going on the journey.

[Swingpaul]

Hi MartasBoy,

The hotwife lifestyle is something I hadn't considered until threads I've read here. Maybe the hotwife lifestyle would be beneficial for us. My wife and I are firmly committed to keeping our otherwise fabulous marriage intact. Neither of us want to dissolve our marriage. We have overcome all obstacles in our marriage. I am 100% confident that we'll overcome her sexual indiscretions. I know that most women love sex as much or more than men, and my wife is definitely in the category. Since we began dating though the first few years of our marriage (BK: before kids), we'd often had sex a couple times a day every day.

It would be hasty for me to summarily foreclose on widening our sex lives. However, should my wife and I decide to enter the hotwife community, we'd have to have honest and thorough discussions.

Open and honest communication are key. If you are confident that you can overcome her indiscretions then this is positive. Deception is not the basis of a healthy relationship.

[UKhusband26]

Great accounts - thank you!

[Swingpaul]

Great accounts - thank you!

Thanks! The next chapter is coming soon

[Swingpaul]

We went back to their holiday apartment and they nervously explained that P might suddenly develop some conflicted thoughts and have to sit in the terrace, they explained that sometimes it’s was too much for him to watch another man with H his wife.

It wasn’t clear whether they were feelings of anger, jealousy or inferiority or just general confusion. It was real visual evidence that intense pleasure can be accompanied and even triumphed by more negative feelings. No matter how long you have fantasized about it, no matter how many orgasms, either by yourself or with your partner, when the truth hits and another man is about to have sex with your wife , the inferior complex can come rushing to the party with its gloves off.

Naively I said that would be fine, whatever? I didn’t understand. I just thought the more time he is on the terrace the more sex I get.

I sat on the sofa at first of all with H straddling me, kissing and touching each other. No more need for pleasantries, free to stroke and grope, all hands aboard.

P was standing watching us, stroking the front of his trousers and murmuring delightedly. I was now hard and H wanted to see me. It was time for the reveal. Nothing quite like that first moment when a hotwife sees your cock for the first time.

I stood up, she undid my belt, glanced up at me with a cat that got the cream smile, took down my trousers and boxers and gave a little gasp. I did not believe then or now that my penis is enormous, I thought it was bigger than most, but the gasp just seemed over justified. Like when you make spaghetti bolognaise which tastes pretty good but your dinner guests go over the top with praise.

Slightly confused I look to my left to see P with a similar look of shock on his face, had I entered the land of the Lilliputian penis holders?

He stammered, I can’t believe how much bigger it is than mine. I understand now that he wanted some small penis humiliation at the time. I just thought he was just being a modest host.

She took me in her mouth to suck and it grew a little bigger, a little harder. He said one of his favourite things was when a man comes on her face. She complained jokingly, oh not again. I didn’t understand whether he wanted me to cum right now on her face, I could have done as I was so turned on but I wanted this to go on much longer.

I went to the bedroom carrying the remaining clothes. He prepared drinks, baby oil and condoms. He said you have to wear one because she gets pregnant at the drop of a hat. This helped me back to reality, for days, weeks and months I had only thought about the pleasure aspect rather than the reality.
It is important to think with your brain as well as your penis as men find it difficult to make rational decisions when the blood drains from a brain down our body to a hard cock

He lay down on the bed next to her, took off his boxes and now I finally I understood her gasp and his expression when he saw my cock for the first time. He was tiny, no longer than three inches hard, I’ve never seen such a small cock. I’ve been in a lot of male locker rooms and communal showers but this was something else. I presumed that it was not fully erect but it didn’t grow anymore. He couldn’t really hold it in his hand, more like rubbing it with two fingers, one either side of the shaft.

I don’t remember all of the positions and in which order they happened but we tried everything except anal. I do remember being on top of her to start with. when I entered her missionary style she gasped again and pulled me closer, her groans were getting louder and P said, ‘you don’t make those noises with me’, she replied ‘cos you don’t have a cock like him’ she was gasping trying to finally breathe.

They both loved talking dirty, come on you slut take it, take the big cock, you like that inside you don’t you? She replied yeah fuck me fuck me that was her favourite phrase, fuck me, give it to me, give the big cock to me. I want it, she came quickly and lay back satisfied. He never went outside which I took as a good sign.

We did it again doggy style with me rubbing her clit as I reached around , she came again and this time he wanted me to cum on her face which I was happy to oblige with.

We had a little drink, a little wash they kissed and cuddled and he got on top of her. I honestly felt what must she feel like now having 3 inches instead of seven must be a difference in feeling
He asked if she was coming. It was clear that she would not and he was pumping as well pumping pumping rather than a slow grind rather than giving her any oral first. I just did not see that she appreciated that but what did I know?
He couldn’t cum either and asked me if I wanted to suck him, what a great introduction to cock sucking, nothing overwhelming about having a small popsicle.
His penis was harder and smoother than I thought it would be. It was a new experience for him and he certainly enjoyed it. For me it wasn’t an overly very pleasurable experience, not something I really, really enjoyed but I did like to see him get off on it , I took some baby oil and penetrated him as well with my finger which she liked, I didn’t bring him to completion he wanted to do that with his wife. He went to the bathroom and she jumped on me oh give me that cock I need it inside me, fuck me. She certainly didn’t need any lubrication, she began a slow grind, less frantic now, more sensual, making love rather than fucking.

When P came back from the bathroom he had a strange look on his face as if he was surprised, I couldn’t understand, I now see he was going through an enormous number of emotions, back then I just thought he was daft, you invited me here to fuck your wife, what did you expect? She came slowly this time, I held her hips so she could not speed up when she was close, her groans were turning him on and he stood up and came on her face at the same time, it was a beautiful moment although she complained that we always came on her face. I was still hard so we tried a few position but I could tell they were exhausted so we stopped after a while, they invited me to stay but I had to go, promising to meet up three days later when I was free.

[Swingpaul]

We met three days later and this time it was different, like meeting old friends, no nervous introductions, we all were certain what was going to happen so were more relaxed.

We talked first, about each other, about the lifestyle, these small moments taught me a lot, how important communication was and how there were so many different ways to have a relationship.
He had a responsible job in public service that meant no one could know that he was a swinger, she had fiends who would spread malicious rumours if they found out and being careful was of utmost priority, how narrow minded and destructive people can be. How were they hurting anyone, it was all consensual and their petty minded friends and colleagues wanted to look down on her and to ridicule him, they were probably jealous of course.

It helped me reinforce my view that if any of my friends or colleagues ever came out as swingers or cuckolds or bulls or stags or vixens or gay or bi then I would support them 100%, no judging, just immediate and unconditional support. I also recognised that this was not completely altruistic as I would want to hear all the juicy details but at least I had their back rather than talking behind it.

That is enough of that she said and undid the button in my jeans and undid my fly, “I need to see that cock’ an interesting choice of words not I need to have, suck or touch but I need to see, more sensual, more deliberate, more comforting, sex and orgasms would follow but right now it was visual stimulation. Small, seemingly insignificant comments like that have helped me slow down, savour the moment, when my thought process is bring controlled by my penis and the penis is screaming for penetration, it helps to block out the need for instant cock gratification and leads to better sex and longer and more profound orgasms.

She took me in her mouth slowly, I looked at him still mindful that he might have to disappear with stress/jealousy, he shrugged and said here we go again…. I was on the sofa and she was kneeling, he approached dropped his trousers and underwear and she took both of us in her mouth, that was my first every experience of that and at first it was a shock, hey it’s my turn, wait our cocks are touching! I learnt to go with the flow, if I am uncomfortable after 60seconds then time to switch, I was comfortable after 10, hey blow jobs tend to have that effect on men

Now looking back I understand he had a need to be compared, he wanted her to hold them together to comment on the difference in size, at the time I just thought there were being polite and boosting the ego of their guest!

She was wearing the same pink frilly knickers that I loved, maybe she had a few pairs? It was an example of why I like to get to know couples, the small pleasures that we note and repeat the next time, our love making becomes fine tuned, our favourite positions, places to be touched and kissed, she loved being kissed on the ears rather than the neck, I had always loved kissing on the neck before moving to the lips and every girl i had known enjoyed it too so this was new. How she wanted me missionary to start with, how her favourite phrase was ‘oooh fuck me’ how she changed position to slowly ride me to a shuddering orgasm, her slow rubbing of her clit was more sensual and slower than before, this was making love instead of sex and I couldn’t get enough of it.

He came very quickly masturbating next to the bed, at the time I couldn’t understand this, surely you want to have sex with her first? Then come inside her or on her face like last time? Now with experience I realise it was his cuckold tendencies coming through again.

I also made a mistake which served me well for later life. At this point my ego was running wild, I was taking care of her, she was mine now, he had gone to the bathroom and I started to say things to her that I wouldn’t have if he was still in the room. How I owned her, how she needed my cock as it was normal size and how I was now going to take her in the ass. I could see she didn’t respond positively, not negatively but just indifferently. She said I couldn’t fuck her ass as she had a ‘problem’ at that point he came back in the room and i realised that being secretive was not cool, it felt like I was fucking her behind his back , the situation was new for me so I understood why I had those feelings but it was not part of the dynamic that they wanted. So I came on her face again instead. He tried to fuck her afterwards but couldn’t get hard, I felt embarrassed for him whereas in retrospect he probably wanted me to gently tease him. We dozed off together, also a first and then I woke up late for a social gathering so had to hurriedly shower and say my goodbyes.

I never met them again and lost access to my online account where i had met them and messaged them.

I tried in vain to find them many times as i wanted to meet up with them back in the UK, I have no idea how old they would be now, in their seventies? I really hope they are well and still active it would be so pleasing to hear.

[pixmangurn]

Really enjoying the retelling of your adventures and growth through your experiences Paul, keep up the great work !

[Swingpaul]

Really enjoying the retelling of your adventures and growth through your experiences Paul, keep up the great work !

Thanks! It can be tricky trying to remember everything in order and it can seem a little disjointed, but that is life…

[mncouplemg]

Wife Laurie and I had been long time swingers, we somehow the leads of a swingers group. Thirteen couples, two young studs, three single girls, and one widow. We swapped, had threesomes, orgies, gangbangs, and played many sexual games with the group. Our swing parties happened about once a month. The parties always had some type of pairing game like when you arrived you put your car keys in a jar. When everyone was present the women would blindly reach in and pull out car keys, whoever owned the keys, they fucked.

We had rules, like if a wife showed up at a party and her mate didn’t, they became the cum holder that party. During the party every guy there was to cum in her at least once. If her mate showed up late he would need to fuck his mates cum filled vagina while everyone else watched. Sometimes I purposely showed up late.

My favorite was when one couple of our group asked if they could bring their just turned 18 yo virgin son to a party in hopes that one of the single girls would catch his eye. When the three of them arrived we introduced him to the girls, they sexually flirted with him, when the group started having sex he was asked which of the girls he wanted, he picked my wife. But he didn’t want sex in front of everyone. Without hesitation Laurie led him to our bedroom knowing that all of us would be watching on the TV, because we had two cameras mounted in the room.

Laurie played with him, teasing his cock, letting him undress her and play with her tits. She sucked his cock, but stopped short of him cuming. Laurie laid on her back spreading her legs and smiling at the camera as she guided James into her wanting vagina. She instructed him on what to do, poor kid lasted about 90 seconds before he came inside her. He was all embarrassed and couldn’t wait to leave. Laurie calmed him down while playing with her wet pussy, we watched her take his hand and put it on her pussy as she orgasmed.

As they came out we turned off the TV and started back to our swinging when they came out, Laurie naked James fully clothed. James just left, his mom egged James dad to fuck Laurie right away saying he should do his sons sloppy seconds, he did, we all did. Years later James got married, he brought his new wife to our swinger group and they became regulars. To his parents disappointment James wouldn’t let his dad have sex with his wife nor would he fuck his mom.

[tauras]

Wife Laurie and I had been long time swingers, we somehow the leads of a swingers group. Thirteen couples, two young studs, three single girls, and one widow. We swapped, had threesomes, orgies, gangbangs, and played many sexual games with the group. Our swing parties happened about once a month. The parties always had some type of pairing game like when you arrived you put your car keys in a jar. When everyone was present the women would blindly reach in and pull out car keys, whoever owned the keys, they fucked.

We had rules, like if a wife showed up at a party and her mate didn’t, they became the cum holder that party. During the party every guy there was to cum in her at least once. If her mate showed up late he would need to fuck his mates cum filled vagina while everyone else watched. Sometimes I purposely showed up late.

My favorite was when one couple of our group asked if they could bring their just turned 18 yo virgin son to a party in hopes that one of the single girls would catch his eye. When the three of them arrived we introduced him to the girls, they sexually flirted with him, when the group started having sex he was asked which of the girls he wanted, he picked my wife. But he didn’t want sex in front of everyone. Without hesitation Laurie led him to our bedroom knowing that all of us would be watching on the TV, because we had two cameras mounted in the room.

Laurie played with him, teasing his cock, letting him undress her and play with her tits. She sucked his cock, but stopped short of him cuming. Laurie laid on her back spreading her legs and smiling at the camera as she guided James into her wanting vagina. She instructed him on what to do, poor kid lasted about 90 seconds before he came inside her. He was all embarrassed and couldn’t wait to leave. Laurie calmed him down while playing with her wet pussy, we watched her take his hand and put it on her pussy as she orgasmed.

As they came out we turned off the TV and started back to our swinging when they came out, Laurie naked James fully clothed. James just left, his mom egged James dad to fuck Laurie right away saying he should do his sons sloppy seconds, he did, we all did. Years later James got married, he brought his new wife to our swinger group and they became regulars. To his parents disappointment James wouldn’t let his dad have sex with his wife nor would he fuck his mom.

I am just amazed how super sexy fun you have all in those swinging party.

The sexual openess (no generation blocking gap) had that couple with their son , so they could bring with them,and also the long term fruit of it bringing his wife too when time came.

Later this son seems totally integrated in your swinger group, the only limit was he didn't want to cross the Oedip-ian boundary.Do you know about anybody who has experienced incest ?

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As they came out we turned off the TV and started back to our swinging when they came out, Laurie naked James fully clothed. James just left, his mom egged James dad to fuck Laurie right away saying he should do his sons sloppy seconds, he did, we all did. Years later James got married, he brought his new wife to our swinger group and they became regulars. To his parents disappointment James wouldn’t let his dad have sex with his wife nor would he fuck his mom.
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I am just amazed how super sexy fun you have all in those swinging party.

The sexual openess (no generation blocking gap) had that couple with their son , so they could bring with them,and also the long term fruit of it bringing his wife too when time came.

Later this son seems totally integrated in your swinger group, the only limit was he didn't want to cross the Oedip-ian boundary.Do you know about anybody who has experienced incest ?
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My ex wife has been fucking her elder sister for 50 years, her nephew for about 27 and her younger sister a little less than that. The nephew lost his virginity to his eldest aunt but it was his sister who gave him his first handjob and my ex who gave him his first blowjob. He used to meet up with his eldest aunt and her partner quite regularly and, unbeknown to me, my wife joined them occasionally during the last 4 years of our marriage. I've also recently found out that his mum has joined them on a few occasions over the years. They've never fucked but they've touched each other a lot and she's tasted his cum and he's cleaned his aunt's partner after he'd fucked his mum.

I started meeting up with the nephew and his aunts last year but last winter his mum said she wanted to watch me suck him off next time we met up. I was against the idea because I don't think a mum and son should see each other having sex. However, when we met up the following month he and his mum, along with his aunts were already naked when I arrived and his mum grinned at me as she fondled his erection and he felt her tits. I was annoyed because I thought they'd allowed his mum to join us to humiliate me and it didn't look right seeing mum and son sitting next to each other, naked. At one point as his two aunts were entertaining themselves, his mum reminded me she wanted to watch me suck him off as we were touching each other anyway. As I went down on him I, rather angrily pulled her close to me and set about sucking his penis, just inches from her face. When he started cumming I swallowed the first couple of spurts and then pushed his penis towards his mum's face, thinking I was teaching her a lesson. However, she opened her mouth and took him in and swallowed the rest of his cum before I took him back in my mouth.

Suddenly I was horrified by what I had done and couldn't apologise enough but they both laughed. That's when I found out she'd had his cum in her mouth before. Afterwards I felt the whole incest thing amongst their family had gotten out of hand and I still felt they had all intended to humiliate me. I didn't join them again for a few months but in april the eldest sister, who was close to being my girlfriend at the time, persuaded me to join them again. I joined them twice more but each time, the youngest sister was there with her son and in the end I decided to stop seeing all of them. I can't get comfortable with seeing the mum watching her son fucking his aunts or seeing her clean his cum off him or out of his aunts.

I've been seeing my FWB who lives abroad quite a bit recently as she has to come to the UK regularly with her job and we've spoken quite a lot about our past sex lives as we've become close. I've told her about me seeing my ex's family and all that's gone on between them and she wasn't shocked at all. She has an older sister and brother and she knows her sister used to toss her brother off when they were teenagers and she used to be jealous. I'm beginning to think incest is more common than we think.

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I'm beginning to think incest is more common than we think

Yes,it is...if nobody heard of it than Oedip theme hadn't had so harsh impact from ancient time until today....so it was always present along human history....

In my country (presume in others too,maybe not so revealed) from time to time appear in news mainly in the form of "father abused for years his teenager girl " sometimes years after grown-up, presented always in black & white defined automatically as rape (we have a law that says sexual relation between an underaged with somebody older with more than 3 years, is defined as rape....for example sex even consensual between two teenagers 14 & 17 in court is considered rape,adult age start from 18 year old) ...anyway not the best example but is a proof that incest (mainly forced,not consensual) is happening our days too.

with the help AI:
Intrafamilial Rape Metrics: In official Public Ministry domestic violence tracking, domestic rape cases (where the victim is a family member) typically range between 80 and 100 reported cases per year.

​Victim breakdown: Out of these reported intra-family rape cases, official Ministry data indicates that 40% to 45% of the victims are daughters/children abused by a parent or parent-figure.

Estimating that number is under reported remain approximately 50 cases per year, and we can statistically accept that a few of them continued consensual in adulthood (majority clear case of rape), but incestual....so it is there,it is rare but happens.

Not the best example , I think there will be no statistic about adult consensual sexual incest relations...not in my country, presume nowhere.