Fantasies Realized
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Posted:Apr 4, 2016 11:15 am
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Pooky and I have been out enjoying ourselves at a local exotic dancing club. There were many more dancers at the club than patrons but we have managed to catch the eye of one young beauty who came over and mentioned something interesting to us. "More times than not, couples come in here and the girl tries to pretend that she's not jealous of her husband watching all the half naked girls in the club - but it's obvious that she is! I've noticed that you two are very secure with one another. You've both watched me with a glint in your eyes - you security promote your spouse's enjoyment and I'm very attracted to that..."
Our attractive young dancer stood before us in fabulous shape and had an eye for detail. She wasn't interested in maximizing her take-home this night, she was interested in getting our contact information and coming home with us... She spent the entire night with us... grinding on Pooky in the most intimate fashion in a way that might have cost the other patrons hundreds (perhaps thousands) of dollars. After three hours she suggested that we take her home. She was very clear to tell us that she fantasies about a couple like us... that that she is bashful about her bisexuality... but completely comfortable with us... that she's never suggested that she go home with a patron before...
With all our stories on AdultFriendFinder some might find it interesting that we identify as a monogamous couple even though we've been known to play with our best friends and people we sometimes meet when we're out and about. I think this is because Pooky and I know ourselves to be capable of non-monogamy however defining us as polyamourous or as swingers would give others an inaccurate impression about who we are. While secure with ourselves and our relationship, we find that we prefer to deeply connect with one another many times before indulging in the fun space that we sometimes visit together.
Let's just say that Pooky and I had a fabulous time with her and we'll be seeing her again!
In our next post, we'll write a bit about our cuckqueen & cuckcake roleplay fantasies and why we believe this relationship dynamic would be right for us.
MFF Triads are fabulous...
xoxo, Bella and Pooky
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A few of our desires...
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Posted:Mar 2, 2016 5:03 pm
Last Updated:Mar 3, 2016 3:11 pm
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While Pooky and I have a pretty detailed profile we think it's a pretty good idea to mention what specifically has been piquing our interests. I would say that nearly 100% of the time that we find a play partner, we find them when we are together. Pooky has a genuine interest in fit, younger females and sometimes smooth, fem or androgynous guys. Pooky likes a girl who is confident about letting us know what she wants with us and we actually prefer that she direct the action in the bedroom!
While I've always been only a water drinker, Pooky loosens up with a few glasses of wine. We're buying and I'm the designated driver. Give Pooky lots of sultry eye contact with the promise of delicious orgasms during playtime and you might find yourself coming home with us.
While I am generally androgynous while we go out - I am happy to dress up to play the part that you desire and we strive to be a good host to you. I often have fantasies about Pooky being a cuckqueen and MFF threesomes really get us hot for weeks, even months to come!
If the girls want to play alone - that's encouraged by me though from what I understand, Pooky has a preference that we generally have playtime together.
Of course we're both pansexual (bisexual in every direction) so we also love couples - however we need at least one of you to be fairly toppy or dominate in the bedroom. Pooky loves to be completely immobilized and she really gets off that way.
-AZBellaNPooky
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Pooky wraps herself up with Lori
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Posted:Dec 28, 2015 6:23 am
Last Updated:Dec 29, 2015 11:19 am
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I was feeling a little down today. Dougie, my husband, had to fly to Los Angeles for a couple days for work. I was going to be home by myself Saturday and Sunday night. It was late afternoon. and Dougie was getting ready to head out. He was a little bummed that he had to go and stood, reluctantly, at the front door gathering his wallet and phone. “You have everything love?” I asked. “Yeah I have everything. I will text you when I get there okay?” Dougie said sadly. “I’ll miss you love,” I replied. I reached out and wrapped my arms around him. I really was going to miss him. Dougie hugged me tightly and we gave each other a deep passionate kiss. Dougie carefully picked up his bags and headed out to the waiting cab while I stood in the doorway watching him get inside. Dougie looked out the window and blew me a kiss. I waved and blew a kiss back to him. I went back inside and closed the door behind me. I sat down in the living-room, picked up the television remote and looked for something to watch on Netflix. I scrolled through the menu and found yet another documentary. It had only been about fifteen minutes but I was already missing my husband. As I sat, I picked up my phone and checked my Facebook page. My phone buzzed with a text message. I looked down at my phone and found it was a message from my best friend Lori. Lori and I had been friends for years. A few years back I moved from Michigan to Arizona. Lori was married to a nice guy in the same profession who treated her pretty well and moved with him to Seattle.
It had been several months since I had seen my friend. I was always excited to talk to Lori. No matter how much time passed since we last spoke, we always picked up right where we left off. I opened up my text message and it read. "Hey Pooky, what are you doing? Can you talk?" I replied with a quick, "Yes." A minute later my cell rang. “Hello Lori!” I answered with excitement. “How’s things going?” “Funny you ask. I’m driving in the direction of your place right now,” Lori responded. “Really??? Where are you???” I said in a high-pitched voice. “I just left the airport and thought I would call instead of surprise you!” “Okay, I’m home.” Lori replied saying, “See you soon.” I sprung from the couch and went to the mirror in the master bathroom. I was excited to see my friend. My hair was straight and I was still wearing my black fitness pants and top. I wore this all day at work but I still looked decent even though I wanted to change. I re-entered the living-room and straightened a few things while I anxiously waited for Lori. I racked my brain trying to figure out why she was in Arizona. I heard the doorbell ring and dashed to the door. I opened the front door and in entered Lori. She looked gorgeous, as always. Lori stood about five feet six inches tall without heels and had blonde hair that came just below her shoulders. Lori was wearing a modest skirt and a dark blouse. I threw out my arms as she did the same. We grabbed each other and hugged for what seemed like hours. We broke our hug and asked her into the living-room.
I put my arm under hers and escorted her over to the couch. “You look fantastic! What are you doing here?” I asked with great excitement. She sat on the couch and placed her designer purse on the coffee table. “Thank you! You look amazing yourself.” Lori spoke with just as much excitement in her voice.“ I had a surprise layover. I just flew in this evening.” “How long are you in town for?” I asked Lori. “I’m here 'till Monday. I was hoping I could crash here with you and Dougie.” “Yes, please, you are always welcome here. Dougie had to fly to Los Angeles for work and I am here by myself.” Lori looked directly at me and gave me this devilish smile. “So what are us girls going to do this weekend?” she asked in a playful but naughty way. When Lori and I would go out she would always say that and nine out of ten times the night ended with an interesting story. We continued talking and catching up, then I asked Lori if she wanted anything to drink. She wanted wine, so I walked over to kitchen and poured a bottle of Zin. Lori came over close as I poured us a couple drinks. I was all smiles since Lori arrived. Some time went by before I received a text message from Dougie. “Hey love, just landed. Will call when I get to the hotel.” I read the text message out loud for Lori to hear. With my phone in my hand, I got real close to her and raised my arm up and out. “Let’s say hi to Dougie,” I said cheerfully. Lori set her wine glass down on the coffee table and placed her head next to mine. Click. I snapped a selfie of us and responded to him. Dougie always liked Lori. I knew he would get a big laugh from this. "Look who showed up after you left," I texted. "What? Wow! How the… What are you girls up to?" Dougie replied. "Not much just hanging out, call me when you get to the hotel," I texted back. I sat down on the couch next to Lori. I was so excited to see her I was talking a mile a minute. We continued talking. “You know what? We should go out tonight!” Lori said confidently. “We should, shouldn’t we,” I said quickly. My cell phone began to ring. I answered and it was Dougie. He had made it to the hotel and said he was going to run down to the restaurant to get some dinner. After that, he was going to do some computer stuff for work and head to bed as he had to be up early.
I told Dougie that Lori was going to stay for a couple nights. Dougie was happy about that. He preferred to be home with me and was happy that I was with a friend. I told Dougie that Lori and I might go out for a couple drinks. “You should. I’m sure she didn't come all this way to hangout in the living room,” he said. I told Dougie I loved him and we got off the phone. Lori was finishing her glass of wine when I walked back over to her and hugged her from behind. I told her, again, that I was happy to see her and asked what she wanted to do that night. “I think we should get dolled up, like we used to, find someplace upscale to eat and maybe dance,” Lori said eagerly. Lori always had an influence on me. I placed my right hand on my hip and shifted my body to the left. I bit my lip, starring at Lori with a look of curiosity. “That’s sounds like a great idea. Let’s go get your stuff from the car.” We went to Lori’s car, opened the rear driver side door and removed her bag. Then we came back and headed over to mine and Dougie’s bedroom. Lori laid her bag at the foot of our bed. “Wow, this room is beautiful, Pooky,” Lori said as she stood in the room looking around. “Thank you,” I replied quietly. I pointed to the left and told Lori the master bathroom was there, along with the towels. I didn't have to ask if she wanted to stay in her own room - we'd had our fair share of sleep-overs in years past and typically slept together in the bed. We had plenty of time to get ready. Lori started looking through my collection of MAC Lipsticks. “Find anything you like?” I said as I entered the room. “Yes. I think I am going to use your MAC Red if that is okay?” “Sure, I think I’m going with this one.” I held up my favorite color. Russian Red. Lori agreed that was perfect for me. She said it would look very sexy.
I turned on the sound bar and we listened to Alternative music streamed from my phone. Lori grabbed a couple of waters from the fridge then we snacked on some fruit and talked some more. “What are you going to wear tonight?” I asked Lori. “I have this tight, red dress that shows my shoulders. I thought I'd wear that. I also have matching Jimmy Choo heels." “Lady in red tonight, huh,” I playfully said. Lori asked what I was going to wear out tonight. I told her I had a sexy little black dress that had sleeves that came down to my elbows. My dress had a dark red illusion strip that went down the sides. I figured it would accentuate my nails and lips. I also had a pair of black heels with straps. “Wow, someone is a Diva!” Lori said jokingly. We finished our fruit and made our way to the bedroom to get ready for the evening. Lori sat on foot of the bed with her long legs crossed and a glass of wine in her hand. I pulled some towels out and I was getting ready to jump in the shower. I started the water while we talked. Where Lori was sitting, she could see into the master bathroom and she watched as I stood in front of our large his and hers sink taking out my earrings. When the water had warmed up enough, I began taking my clothes off. I pulled off my fitness shirt and tossed it into the nearby laundry bin, removing my black fitness pants after. It was not unusual to undress in front of Lori, we had seen each other’s bodies plenty of times before. I stepped in the shower while Lori continued sipping her wine and scanning her social media apps on her cell phone. I showered quickly then exited, wrapping a big plush towel around my body. I shouted to Lori that the shower was free so she got up and came towards me. She quickly pulled her clothes off her body and I watched as she entered the shower. Lori had no tan lines and was lasered smooth. Her breasts looked amazing and she had a nice toned Pilates core. In Seattle, she has a personal Pilates trainer and it shows. I began brushing my hair as we talked again. I would periodically glance at the shower, checking Lori out. When the shower stopped, Lori got out and I passed her a towel. I told her that she looked great and she told me she couldn't believe how fantastic I looked. We dried off and got dressed for the evening.
As Lori and I stood in front of the mirror, applying our makeup, I asked why she was with me and not headed back to Seattle. “So where is your husband this weekend? Couldn’t come to Phoenix for you?” I asked curiously. “He should be back in Seattle tomorrow” Lori replied. “What about you and Dougie? How are you guys doing?” Lori asked quickly, to avoid any talk about her and her husband. I told Lori Dougie and I were doing great together. She shook her head saying, “I can’t believe you are married.” I laughed a little bit and told her, “Yes I am, you were there, remember?” Lori and I would often talk about our sex lives, much like men talking about sports. We continued getting ready as the conversation turned to sex. Lori had no filter when it came to talking sex. “So, is Dougie fucking you good?” Lori asked. “He’s very good to me.” I replied. Lori was very interested in our sex life. “Yeah but what am I asking, Pooky, is – is he fucking you good?” Lori asked, giggling. To answer her question, I told Lori about the naughty sexual event that happened only weeks ago. I told her that Dougie and I were having sex one night, that Dougie was fucking me hard and came inside me. I told her that after Dougie came, he dove down and ate my pussy and wouldn’t give out until I came.
Lori looked at me in the mirror with her jaw wide open. “You dirty girl! Did you like it? How did it feel? I have never done that.” Lori was now talking a mile a minute. She was intrigued about my naughty side. I told Lori every detail about that night. I told her how hot I thought Dougie was for eating his cum, I told her how the next night was just as awesome when restrained me, and fisted me while using my Magic Wand on my clit. Lori could not say anything, she just stood in amazement. Giggling, we finished applying our makeup and we were ready to head out for the night. I turned to Lori and asked “How do I look?” I did choose my tight black dress with the dark red illusion stripe that ran the length of my skirt, and the pair of black heels with straps that came up about two to three inches above my ankle.
My red and blonde hair had was poker straight and my nails and lips were the same dark red as the illusion on my dress. Lori looked me and answered my question. “I think I’m pretty turned on by your story right now. Oh my God, that was hot. Seriously, that was really a hot story and you look fucking amazing.” I thanked Lori. Then Lori turned to me and asked how she looked. I sometimes had this funny feeling towards Lori. More than just friends, it felt like. She looked gorgeous; her hair, her makeup, everything looked wonderful. Lori wore a bright red dress with no shoulders. It was tight and came down to just above her knees. She wore red, four inch heels. “You look amazing sweetie,” I said confidently. We left the house and headed out in my car. This was the first time I had been to an upscale place with dancing since I got married several months ago. As we drove, I thought, what if any guys were to hit on us? What if Lori was tempted to go somewhere with people we met? We pulled up to our destination and parked. Then we crossed the parking lot to the front door where waited to get in for a table. I asked Lori about the situation. I asked her what she'd do if any guys or girls wanted to dance, and what if someone wanted to take either one of us home? Lori thought for a moment. She said she had an idea. “We'll just tell everyone we’re together,” she said with a large smile. “Let’s stick together and if anyone asks, we're a couple.” This was something we had done in the past. We held each other’s arm as we entered the restaurant, we walked up to the bar and ordered a couple of drinks. Lori and I sipped our drinks and she leaned over to me and asked if I wanted to dance. The music was loud, electronic dance music but we hit the dance floor together. There was a lot of attractive girls there. We danced and pressed our bodies together. As the night went on, we decided to get a couple more drinks and go outside for some fresh air.
Lori asked me how I was feeling as I looked a little wobbly. I think the wine we had earlier and the drinks we had at the restaurant, were starting to hit more than I expected. I told Lori I was fine but I was sure that I was a little intoxicated. She laughed and told me I used to be able to drink anyone under the table. Times change as we get older I suppose. It had been a while since I'd had a girl’s night out that wasn’t work related. We enjoyed the night dancing some more but it became apparent to Lori that we needed to get me home.
Lori walked me to the car and took the keys from me. She opened the passenger door and I fell right into the seat. I told her I was sorry, I couldn't drive. Lori didn't mind. We headed back to my house and during the drive I kept my window vented, I needed the cool air. Lori kept asking me how I was doing every few minutes. “I’m feeling real good, actually. Thank you for driving and taking me out tonight.” “Anytime sweetie. I’m glad you had a good time,” Lori replied while keeping her eyes on the road. I sat in the passenger seat with my head turned towards Lori. I could not take my eyes off of her beautiful face. Lori looked so gorgeous to me. If I were a lesbian, I would have definitely spent a lot of time pursuing her. My thoughts toward Lori were getting the better of me. I began fantasizing about what it would be like to kiss her. These thoughts were actually starting to make me horny. I reached out and held Lori's wrist. “You are so beautiful Lori, you know that?” I said in a soft, intoxicated voice. “Thanks Pooky, you're pretty hot yourself, you know,” Lori replied with a sexy smile. Lori finally reached my place. She parked, got out and walked around to the passenger side to help me out. I stood with my arm around Lori’s waist and she slid her arm around my shoulders. Lori escorted me to the door then fished for the keys in my little purse.
I leaned up against the door as she was searching, and spat out a sentence I couldn't believe I was saying. “Lori, have you ever been with a woman before?” I asked, giggling like a little school girl. Lori fumbled with the keys as she unlocked the door. Her cheeks started to blush. “Honey, we need to get you some water and put you to bed.” As we entered the house, Lori walked in front of me. I closed the door and we started walking inside. The house was silent accept for the clicking of our heels on the floor. I watched Lori as she walked, her hips swayed in almost a hypnotic way. I felt butterflies in my stomach. I wanted to grab and kiss her. Lori opened the door to the fridge and grabbed a bottle of water for me. I opened it up and took a long drink. Lori then told me again she needed to get me into bed. Good idea. I wanted her to put me to bed and make out with me. I placed the water down and followed her to the bedroom. We entered my room and I had this warm feeling overcome my body. Lori asked if I needed help getting my dress off. I told her, yes. I turned my back and she pulled the zipper down on my dress. Lori then turned around for me to unzip her dress as well. I did, then gave my dress a small tug sending it sliding to the floor. I stepped out of my dress with my heels still on. I reached out to Lori before she could remove her dress and again grabbed her wrist.
Lori turned and saw my naked body in front of her. Without any hesitation, I leaned in and placed my soft lips to Lori’s. Her lips were soft and warm. I kissed her, not knowing what would happen next. When I released my lips, I waited for an uncomfortable explanation about why this couldn’t happen. Instead, Lori stayed inside my space, dropped her dress to the floor and stood naked in front of me. Oh my goodness, I had no idea what to do next! All I knew was how much I wanted to kiss her some more. Lori grabbed my arms and placed them on her shoulders, she then wrapped her arms around my waist. Leaning in, she began to kiss me. My heart was pounding away as Lori’s hands moved up and down my back. We stood at the foot of the bed and continued kissing. After what felt like an hour of the sexist kissing I had ever had, Lori broke our kiss and grabbed my hand. Smiling, she led me to the side of the bed and told me to sit down. I did. I sat on the bed, held Lori’s hips and placed my mouth onto one of her nipples. I sucked that nipple, flicking it with my tongue while Lori ran her hand through my hair. “Lay back on the bed sweetie,” Lori said, almost in a whisper. I laid back, my legs hanging off the side of the bed, and Lori knelt down on the floor. My nerves were all over the place. I felt intoxicated and excited at the same time. Lori begun to deliver soft kisses to the inside of my left leg. I felt her hands open my legs as her head moved towards my smooth pussy. I could not believe what was happening and my pussy was rapidly getting wetter. I placed my hands on my breasts, clinching them tightly. Lori’s lips reached my waiting pussy. She gave me a soft kiss on my swollen lips. I felt her warm tongue start to enter my folds and held my breath while she entered inside me. I released my breath as she motioned her tongue up and down the length of my wet pussy.
I moaned when she wrapped her lips around my clit and began to suck. Lori was driving me crazy. “Oh Lori, your mouth is incredible!” I yelled. I was in complete heaven as Lori ate my pussy. This may have been her first time going down on me but she really knew what she was doing! Lori continued licking up and down and pushing her tongue inside me. I held myself up with my elbows, wanting to witness the incredible sight as it happened. I saw Lori’s face and her tongue flicking my clit. Lori looked up and saw me watching. With a smile on her face, she sucked my clit hard and inserted a finger into my pussy. I was enjoying myself tremendously. Lori was eating me out and fucking me with her finger. I felt more pressure enter me as Lori slid two fingers inside me. My moaning got louder as she moved her fingers in and out of me quickly. I could feel my legs starting to tremble. I could feel my pussy getting wetter. It was no more than a minute before I started to cum. “Ohhhhhhhhh, I’m gonna cum!” I shouted. I held my breath as I started to cum and fell back into the bed. My legs had gone numb! Lori removed her fingers and licked my pussy slowly. I was in complete ecstasy at this time. My emotions were all over the place. I desperately wanted to return the favor. Lori removed my shoes and, standing up, leaned over me on top of the bed. Her eyes were amazing and her lips were still wet from my pussy. Smiling, Lori asked if I was feeling better. As an answer, I wrapped my legs around her waist and pulled her down to me so I could kiss her.
We gave each other a long and sexual kiss, our tongues wrestled each other for the taste of me. I had my arms and legs wrapped around Lori as she laid on top of me. We continued to make-out some more. Lori had just given me one of the best orgasms that I had ever had and I was quickly becoming horny again. I reached for the side of Lori’s head, pulling her hair back from her face as I lifted her from my lips.“ I want to fuck you Lori,” I groaned, passionately. I released her from my grip and she took my place on the bed. I got on my knees and opened up her legs. I licked my finger, placed it on her clit and began to rub. Lori started to moan, softly. I continued to play with her clit as I thought about my next move. I was nervous. I always wondered what Lori would taste like...I closed my eyes and placed my tongue on the lips of Lori’s pussy, repeating what she had done to me. I slowly licked her moist folds and continued licking her and placing my tongue inside of her. My fingers worked her clit at a rapid pace. Lori tasted so good in my mouth, I quickly began to fuck her with my tongue. Lori reached down to the back of my head, just like Dougie would do when I was sucking his thick cock. The tighter she held my head, the faster I worked my tongue. I felt Lori’s legs soon starting to shake, I could tell she was not going to last much longer. Lori began to scream in ecstasy.“ Awww, yes, right there, please don’t stop. Please don’t stop! Oh God, I’m cumming, I’m cumming!” Lori held my head tight, pulling my hair at the same time. Her legs tightened up against my arms. Her body convulsed. My tongue was buried deep inside her wet pussy and Lori convulsed upon face as I continued fucking her with my mouth. I continued licking, she tasted fantastic. Eventually, I got up from my knees and crawled on top of her. We kissed again sharing the taste of one another. Lori and I pulled the covers down and crawled, naked and worn out, under the smooth sheets. Lori laid on her back and I snuggled right up to her. I wanted her to hold me tight and Lori placed her arm around me as we fell asleep together.
I’m pretty sure Dougie will love hearing our story.
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Getting Into The Swinging LIfestyle
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Posted:Nov 29, 2015 10:50 am
Last Updated:Apr 18, 2024 5:54 am
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If you are thinking about getting into the swinging lifestyle you are definitely on the right track. Swinging is surely for the ones who are always ready to break the barriers of a normal life. Above all, this lifestyle is suitable for one and all who want to go move away from their boring bedroom life. Note: if you think this has an impact on your bedroom life only, you might want to think again. There are numerous benefits of swinging that most people are not aware of. Here are some reasons as why you should try it!
This is a lifestyle that goes beyond traditional marriage, but never undermines the institution of marriage. Most lifestyle couples are open about their participation in this lifestyle. It is all amounts having fun without having to be answerable to anyone about your doings. This lifestyle promotes communication, trust as well as selflessness. Swinging allows you to enjoy your physical intimacy without the hazards of an affair. This is enough to make this lifestyle a popular one.
In simple words, the swinging lifestyle supplements your happiness and fulfills desires that that might be lacking in a typical relationship. It allows you to live your fantasies in a guilt free environment. To add more, you can explore your sexual desires without being labeled. In fact, couples can also explore the boundaries of bisexuality as well as fantasies without committing infidelity.
Are you an introvert? If you answered “yes”, this lifestyle is for you! One of the biggest advantages of swinging is that it helps you come out of your shell and interact with others. You may have found difficulty in introducing yourself to new people or simply striking a conversation. Swinging helps you a lot in modifying your personality and giving you confidence. Apart from this, you will be able to make eye contact while talking to new people. Simply reaching out your hand and introducing yourself will become too easy once you start enjoying the swinging lifestyle.
It allows you to explore your sexuality without any social stigma. This is what swinging lifestyle gives you; it gives you freedom to be yourself. You’ll evolve to the point where labels become meaningless. Swingers belong to all walks of life and hold reputable jobs. Lastly, swingers have a deeper communication and openness in their relationship that most conventional couples don’t have. They can act on their fantasies without having to hide it from their partners.
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How to Turn Your Wife into a Hotwife
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Posted:Oct 22, 2015 12:32 pm
Last Updated:Apr 6, 2021 3:18 pm
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So you want a hotwife? The fact that she is your wife does not prevent her from enjoying sex with other men. And the fact that you are married to her does not mean she should be denied sexual experiences with other men that she used to enjoy before you married her. The hotwife equally needs the pleasure and excitement that comes as a result of having new sexual partners. But the big question that people normally ask themselves is how they can turn their wives into a hotwife.
In as much as this question could be difficult for many people to understand, but the issue of one getting his wife to have sex with other men has become a hot topic of discussion. Many authors on this topic have frequently warned readers that, the truth on ground is quite as compared to fantasy about the issue of one man letting his wife have sex with other men. One should note that, this fantasy of turning a wife into a hotwife does not start at the beginning of the affair or immediately the couples begin living together. But it always begins when the couples have known one another for quite a long period of time. It begins after you have known one another so well that they can risk opening the relationship. In as much as being that kind of woman was once viewed as a disgrace by the society, but in this new digital error of female sexual liberation, most wives wouldn’t mind confessing that they enjoy the freedom of going to bed with men that interest them.
Being what is referred to as hotwife is a beautiful option for many women outside there more so, if they feel their marriage is fully secure. The fact that the hotwife is married makes her desirable to many men because she is not going to demand being married or getting impregnated. In fact a hotwife presents a free and a no strings-attached sex.
However, it is good to note that there are many wives outside there who are not interested in becoming hotwives. Despite the fact that they might have had several sexual partners before she got married, they don’t like the issue of hotwife thing. It also depends to a larger extent on the nature and how frequently her prior sexual experience was. The statistics shows that, those women with a long history of pairing sex with dating don’t mind being hotwives. The only difference is that, they now owe their allegiance to their husbands.
The topic of how to turn your into a hotwife can only be discussed between the couples if; the two partners have talked about it, agreed on the rules to be observed, and they have both unanimously agreed to move in that direction. Secondly, the wife has sought for the husband’s approval towards that direction. And thirdly, the husband has deeply thought about the issue and do not only want his wife to have sexual intercourse with other men, but also committed to weather the storms that may arise as a result of turning the wife into a hotwife.
Even though, most husbands would not welcome the idea of turning their wives into hotwives, but there are many husbands who can handle it without many problems. As a matter of fact, a few have claimed this arrangement has saved their marriage more so, if the sex within the marriage has diminished. But you should be careful enough not to force your wife into it. She should be okay with it. The following are some of the gradual approaches that you might use to turn your wife into a hotwife.
Broaching the topic
This approach should be used on the wives who are reluctant to move towards the direction of hotwife. The studies show that, those wives who are reluctant if approached in the correct way might be willing to at least talk about the subject. And this could be the best starting point. It simply involves getting them used to the idea and talking through their concerns. And eventually they will welcome the idea and you will be sharing your wife on AdultFriendFinder in no time at all!
Start by playing adult games
Research has shown that, participating in adult games is always the first step of turning the wife into a hotwife. This can begin with couples playing strip poker may be in a club where there are also single men. Then slowly progress to some of the more explicit adult games that involve physical contacts. This help to get some of her friends to encourage her to do it. Peer pressure with some a little bit of alcohol, consequences in many women losing their inhibitions.
If these kind of adult games are played more often, this will allow the husband getting used of seeing his wife being naked before others, especially before other men. In fact some men have used this type of experience to test their confidence and relationship.
Begin discussions
Before the topic of hotwife starts, the husband must be fully certain that the marriage is fully solid and it is in a position of withstanding real challenges that might pop in as a result of that type of discussion. This will also give the husband some sense of security if the wife knows that she has a better man in marriage and that there are no any other men who can much the emotional advantage that her husband is providing her.
The wife on the other hand should also assure the husband that she is happy with him and the relationship. But if the marriage is shaky, do not even dare thinking of opening it as this could further deteriorate the all situation. And the husband should ask his wife whether having sex with other men may not affect their marriage or her feelings towards the husband. Most women do link sex with love, new partners should be careful enough not develop emotional attachment with the other.
Introduce fantasies
The husband may ask the wife what man she is attracted to and at some point let her admit she would like to go out with him. The fantasy conversation should lead her to offering sex to another man and as she move towards climax, explicit and dirty talk should be encouraged. This will make her have sex with the other man.
Finally those approaches if properly applied; you won’t have hard time of turning her into a hotwife. By joining AdultFriendFinder you will find exactly what you are looking for, as members are into swinging and other related swinger fetishes.
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How to Turn Your Wife into a Hotwife
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Posted:Oct 22, 2015 12:08 pm
Last Updated:Nov 29, 2015 11:03 am
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So you want a hotwife? The fact that she is your wife does not prevent her from enjoying sex with other men. And the fact that you are married to her does not mean she should be denied sexual experiences with other men that she used to enjoy before you married her. The hotwife equally needs the pleasure and excitement that comes as a result of having new sexual partners. But the big question that people normally ask themselves is how they can turn their wives into a hotwife.
In as much as this question could be difficult for many people to understand, but the issue of one getting his wife to have sex with other men has become a hot topic of discussion. Many authors on this topic have frequently warned readers that, the truth on ground is quite as compared to fantasy about the issue of one man letting his wife have sex with other men. One should note that, this fantasy of turning a wife into a hotwife does not start at the beginning of the affair or immediately the couples begin living together. But it always begins when the couples have known one another for quite a long period of time. It begins after you have known one another so well that they can risk opening the relationship. In as much as being that kind of woman was once viewed as a disgrace by the society, but in this new digital error of female sexual liberation, most wives wouldn’t mind confessing that they enjoy the freedom of going to bed with men that interest them.
Being what is referred to as hotwife is a beautiful option for many women outside there more so, if they feel their marriage is fully secure. The fact that the hotwife is married makes her desirable to many men because she is not going to demand being married or getting impregnated. In fact a hotwife presents a free and a no strings-attached sex.
However, it is good to note that there are many wives outside there who are not interested in becoming hotwives. Despite the fact that they might have had several sexual partners before she got married, they don’t like the issue of hotwife thing. It also depends to a larger extent on the nature and how frequently her prior sexual experience was. The statistics shows that, those women with a long history of pairing sex with dating don’t mind being hotwives. The only difference is that, they now owe their allegiance to their husbands.
The topic of how to turn your into a hotwife can only be discussed between the couples if; the two partners have talked about it, agreed on the rules to be observed, and they have both unanimously agreed to move in that direction. Secondly, the wife has sought for the husband’s approval towards that direction. And thirdly, the husband has deeply thought about the issue and do not only want his wife to have sexual intercourse with other men, but also committed to weather the storms that may arise as a result of turning the wife into a hotwife.
Even though, most husbands would not welcome the idea of turning their wives into hotwives, but there are many husbands who can handle it without many problems. As a matter of fact, a few have claimed this arrangement has saved their marriage more so, if the sex within the marriage has diminished. But you should be careful enough not to force your wife into it. She should be okay with it. The following are some of the gradual approaches that you might use to turn your wife into a hotwife.
Broaching the topic
This approach should be used on the wives who are reluctant to move towards the direction of hotwife. The studies show that, those wives who are reluctant if approached in the correct way might be willing to at least talk about the subject. And this could be the best starting point. It simply involves getting them used to the idea and talking through their concerns. And eventually they will welcome the idea and you will be sharing your wife on AdultFriendFinder in no time at all!
Start by playing adult games
Research has shown that, participating in adult games is always the first step of turning the wife into a hotwife. This can begin with couples playing strip poker may be in a club where there are also single men. Then slowly progress to some of the more explicit adult games that involve physical contacts. This help to get some of her friends to encourage her to do it. Peer pressure with some a little bit of alcohol, consequences in many women losing their inhibitions.
If these kind of adult games are played more often, this will allow the husband getting used of seeing his wife being naked before others, especially before other men. In fact some men have used this type of experience to test their confidence and relationship.
Begin discussions
Before the topic of hotwife starts, the husband must be fully certain that the marriage is fully solid and it is in a position of withstanding real challenges that might pop in as a result of that type of discussion. This will also give the husband some sense of security if the wife knows that she has a better man in marriage and that there are no any other men who can much the emotional advantage that her husband is providing her.
The wife on the other hand should also assure the husband that she is happy with him and the relationship. But if the marriage is shaky, do not even dare thinking of opening it as this could further deteriorate the all situation. And the husband should ask his wife whether having sex with other men may not affect their marriage or her feelings towards the husband. Most women do link sex with love, new partners should be careful enough not develop emotional attachment with the other.
Introduce fantasies
The husband may ask the wife what man she is attracted to and at some point let her admit she would like to go out with him. The fantasy conversation should lead her to offering sex to another man and as she move towards climax, explicit and dirty talk should be encouraged. This will make her have sex with the other man.
Finally those approaches if properly applied; you won’t have hard time of turning her into a hotwife. By joining AdultFriendFinder you will find exactly what you are looking for, as members are into swinging and other related swinger fetishes.
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The Path to a Threesome
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Posted:Sep 27, 2015 12:48 pm
Last Updated:Dec 28, 2015 7:51 am
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Have you ever discussed having a threesome with your partner? Maybe you have talked about it with your partner, or have fantasized about having a threesome during your lovemaking sessions. Do you think that you are ready to explore or experiment with other woman in your very own bed? Engaging in a threesome is something that can spice up your sex life if your relationship ready for renewed excitement!
It is a very common fantasy which is prevailing in today’s society. It actually involves you, another person and your partner. Moreover, many people enter the threesome activity to experience and feel something exciting and new. This happens when couples start to get really bored of the same routine sex that they have with their own partner. When deciding to move into an erotic relationship and add a third, its best when all party involved are comfortable and well known to each other to enjoy this awesome sexual act.
A threesome is the ultimate and desirable fantasy of many men and women. This activity has proven to add new breath to a couple’s relationship. You may want to start out by finding that special woman who is ready or willing to jump without any hesitation in the sack. However, the fact is, most women don’t just jump into the sack with a stranger. The best strategy or way for a threesome, is to first seek out a girlfriend. Develop a healthy relationship and know each other psychologically, personally and then sexually.
The thing is to look for an experienced bisexual woman. Those who are inexperienced are usually not willing to embrace the impact of a threesome. Most of these bisexual women always prefer to start a friendship relationship with the woman to reach a comfort level before pursuing a sexual intrigue. However, an experienced bisexual woman can predict if you are genuinely interested in developing a relationship or if you’re just flirting with the thought.
Making the transition or move from a bedroom fantasy to the real version of a threesome can be a lunar leap. When involving another woman in the sexual aspect of your own relationship, the maturity level of that relationship will be tested. If you have trust issues or you’re unable to separate sex from real love, then it is suggested that your leave the threesome idea as a fantasy in your minds.
In the real world of threesome, one has to stretch, think, grow, learn attitudes and let go of inhibitions to move forward. It not only includes lusting after a woman, but also allowing orgasms within the threesome without hiding from your partner. Moreover, if you or your partner cannot handle this, then it is advisable not move forward and engage in the act.
Once you realize and feel certain about your relationship that it can handle threesome fairly then remember that the person involved in threesome is also a human. The woman involved is not a gift to your man or an accessory for a short time to play sex with. So her feelings should and must always be considered. Moreover, remember she is the one to gain the least and lose the most.
Experienced a MFF? Please share your experiences in the comments!
xoxo, Bella and Pooky
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Waiting is a form of bondage. Obey.
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Posted:Aug 25, 2015 2:41 pm
Last Updated:Aug 31, 2015 2:12 pm
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Pooky woke from passionate dreams.
The sheets were soft beneath her; the night air cool against her skin. Her mind was at peace. Her body and her soul were salved by the previous evenings…activities. Everything was perfect….except…
Except she was alone.
Pooky remembered stirring at some ungodly early hour, and finding Bella getting out of bed. Work emergency or something. Had to be taken care of in person. She’d be able to take the day off when she was done. Back in a few hours. Wait for her. That was about all her sleepy head had been able to piece together. She had drifted back to sleep without giving it another thought. But, now that she had her wits about her, she would prefer she be curled up next to her, thank you very much.
She rose from the bed and stretched, intertwining her arms as she raised them over her head. The feel of skin on skin was refreshing, and she took a moment to slide her hands down the length of her body, enjoying the feel of it, before she took stock.
She had been told to wait here for Bella’s return. She had never been the patient type. She examined the bed as she thought about climbing back in, trying to get back to sleep. No, she thought. She needed a distraction. Maybe go to the living room and see if there was something mindless on Netflix. Maybe go for a jog, maybe clean. She needed to do something to help pass the time. But Bella had told her…what had she said exactly?”
“Be a good girl for me and wait here until I get back.”
Pooky shivered at the thought. She knew why it felt so incredible when she called her her “good girl,” but it still surprised her how much even the memory affected her. She loved being a good girl for…for Bella. But she hated the idea of waiting. Maybe just see if anything was on. One show, and she’d be in bed again before she was even back, waiting for him just like she’d asked. Yeah, that would work.
She walked to the bedroom door, closed as it always was when they slept. She reached to turn the handle. “Oh, that’s curious,” Pooky thought. “Bella left her pendant hanging on the door.” It was a simple thing, just a small blue stone—Bella always said it matched her eyes—hanging from a plain cord. But Pooky knew just how simple it wasn’t. Hours spent, gazing into it, captivated by its every contour, every facet. Listening…obeying…
Pooky smiled as she thought back to last night. It, like so many others before it, had started with Bella lifting that pendant, swaying slightly, just above her eye level. She spoke to her in that deep, sensual, commanding voice. And she was compelled to watch…and listen…and let her thoughts float away…
She shook herself from her reverie, and raised her hand once more to the door handle. The pendant hung motionlessly beneath it.
Stay
Pooky froze. Her hand hung in midair, a few inches from its goal. Had the pendant just…? She stared at it, more intently. A fleck of light appeared across its surface and was gone. How had it…? The door. She was going to open the door. She strained for a moment, but her arm didn’t budge. What had happened? She was going to open the door. She had seen the pendant and…seen…the pendant…
Pooky’s mouth slowly fell open, her eyes wide. There was something about the pendant. Maybe it was just a trick of the light. No, there it was again. It…she saw something. But she wasn’t sure what it was. She needed to look deeper…
Deeper
It was important that she stare at the pendant. What she saw came off one of the edges, but it didn’t start there. She was sure of it. The source was in the center of the pendant. That was where she needed to look. She needed to focus on the very center. She wasn’t there yet, but she would be, soon. She needed to look Deeper…
Good girl
Unconsciously, Pooky leaned forward. Her arm sagged as she did and brushed the handle which just a moment ago had been her sole aim. As she did, the contact caused the pendant to sway ever so slightly. Just like when…Pooky needed to watch the pendant. She needed to focus on the pendant. The pendant was all she saw. She needed to…needed to…
Obey
Pooky needed to obey the pendant. It was Bella’s pendant, and she did what Bella asked. She wanted to be a good girl for…for Bella, and good girls did as they were told. She was told to obey. Pooky was a good girl. Pooky did as she was told. Pooky obeyed.
Relax
In a heartbeat, Pooky’s muscles were almost completely limp. She fell back a step or two toward the bed, struggling to stay on her feet. Not for a second did her eyes leave the pendant. The pendant commanded her attention. The pendant commanded her. Bella had told her to stay. She was her good girl. She would do anything for B…for Bella…for…for…
Submit
Mistress…The word felt so wonderful in her head. So freeing. She was free now. Free to focus on the pendant. Free to stare deeper and deeper into the very center. She needed to look deeply. She needed to be hypnotized by the pendant. It was her Mistress’s pendant, and she did as her Mistress commanded.
Down
Pooky’s leg could not hold out any longer. She fell backward onto the bed. Somehow she managed to stay seated, the force of the pendant holding her vision and keeping her head up. This was so much easier. She could just relax now, and watch the pendant. Stare deeper and deeper…no stress…no worries…no thoughts…deeper…deeper…deep…
Sleep
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Pooky woke as the bedroom door opened. Feet still on the floor, she had fallen asleep sitting on the bed. She raised herself onto her elbows as Bella walked into the room.
“You stayed here, I see. Although it looks like there may have been some indecision on your part,” Bella snickered as she closed the door behind her, slipping the pendant off the handle as she did so. “You’ve been a very good girl for me, Pooky. And good girls deserve a reward. And I have all day to reward you.” As she said this, she raised the pendant in front of Pooky, just above her eye level. She responded immediately, her eyes straining to focus on the pendant. Her face framed the jewel, and she saw her eyes, staring deeply into hers. She spoke, automatically, thought already draining from her mind:
“Yes Mistress. I obey.”
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Terminology
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Posted:Aug 3, 2015 10:47 am
Last Updated:Aug 4, 2015 8:00 am
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Below are a few community helpful terms:
AC/DC: An individual who is bisexual.
All Cultures: An individual or couple that enjoys all fetishes.
Community Member: A person who believes that swinging is more than just enjoyment, but a natural way of life; a lifestyle.
Closet Swinger: A person who withholds that he/she is a swinger.
Indoor Sports: Swinging activities in general.
Moresomes: More than three people in a swinging interaction.
P/P: Photo and phone number (used in personal ads).
Safe: Used to describe a person who cannot conceive or impregnate.
Ticket: A person, usually a woman, brought to a swing party solely for the man to gain entrance.
Triad: Three people, two of one sex and one of the other in a continuing relationship of emotional and physical involvement.
What terms would you like to add?
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Tips for swallowing His cock ;-)
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Posted:Jun 28, 2015 4:31 pm
Last Updated:Dec 28, 2015 7:52 am
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Sucking cock can be an enjoyable experience for all involved. Whether you're new to the experience or you've written books about this delicious topic it's always fun go go over the basics!
Some tips to give good head…
Absolutely, use your hands to stroke his cock as well, giving good head involves using all your resources. Hands and mouths work really well together.
Initially, if he’s not totally hard, just start to lick his cock and take it gently in your mouth. Like women, men can take a little while to get excited too.
Run your fingers very gently over the underside of his cock. Then tease him by giving his cock a complete tongue bath first, until he can’t stand it anymore. Then take it into your mouth.
Lightly massage his balls with a gentle touch. Don’t squeeze, parts around his testicles are sensitive.
Wetter is better. Make sure your tongue is really wet and lick the entire shaft of his cock.
Look into his eyes, while sucking his cock. It brings you onto a new level.
Breathe gently with your hot breath on his cock.
For the more adventurous. While he is standing, use one hand to circle the top of the sac. Gently pull down to bring the balls together into a neat package. Put both balls in your mouth; then use your tongue to give his balls a good lapping.
While his cock is in your mouth, use your tongue to stimulate the head. Switch between mouthing it and licking it.
It is also important to look up and deeply kiss your man. Don’t just work his cock, it does belong to a human being.
Tell him how much you love sucking his cock. Tell him how sweet he tastes. Men love the naughty talk.
Kiss and lick all the areas around his cock, don’t touch it. Lick and kiss his inner thighs. Then lick and kiss his balls. By that time he should be dripping wet, then start to go down on him.
Simulate actual intercourse, lubricate his cock thoroughly, then with your hands slowly jerk him off but when your hand reaches the bottom of the shaft, take it into your mouth, but cover your teeth with your lips and keep the opening firm, so it feels like his cock is entering a tight pussy.
While giving head rub the area, just behind his balls. Even though it’s close to his anus, the sensation is wonderful!
If you’re jerking your man off too, don’t just pull on his cock like you’re milking a cow. As you run your hands up and down his cock, squeeze it a little, just jerk the head a little. Be sensual about it, don’t milk a cow.
Deep Throating
You take the cock as far as you can without choking, then close your eyes and concentrate, SLOWLY taking each quarter inch (6 mm), telling yourself you won’t choke until you take it all in.
Once you have the ability you’ll be able to do it as slow or as fast as you want.
Deep throating can be challenging or borderline impossible for those with a very sensitive gag reflex. Not everyone can overcome that immediately. As mentioned above an amazing blowjob involves your mouth and hands. If you can’t take the entire length of his cock into your mouth that’s okay.
This next special technique will have him feeling just like you are deep throating. In fact, many guys think it feels even better. Whatever part of the cock you can’t take into your mouth, just wrap your hand(s) around his shaft and simultaneously move your hand(s) up and down with your mouth. This will feel as though you’re taking in the whole cock, even though you’re not.
I recommend using different techniques when giving head. Keep trying new things and don’t make it a project for you to do. The more you enjoy giving head, the more your man will enjoy the head you’re giving.
Have any tips that you'd like to add? What advice do you have about swallowing? About reciprocation? How do you feel about cock worship? Please... leave your comments below!
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Finding Her Orgasm
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Posted:May 24, 2015 1:26 pm
Last Updated:Jun 28, 2015 4:08 pm
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I’m frequently looking for new ways to pleasure my very sexxxy fiancée. We have an incredible bond. We’ve known each other since we were six. We have a unique set of preferences that make us physically and emotionally perfect for one another. She has a sexual preference for females and an emotional preference for effeminate men. If you’ve checked out a few of my photographs – you’ll see that we’re a match made by what we call “The Universe”.
While I’ve been extraordinarily fortunate to give my fiancée multiple orgasms in the bedroom I’m always doing my research looking to expand my fantasies and encourage her to explore and enjoy new sexual desires and scenarios. I was very happy to discover that she loves hardcore BDSM videos and encourages me to invent and submit her to new devices for which to experience orgasm.
I have promised not to divulge the most sacred of her desires in my blog however there are plenty of things that I can discuss without breaching my promise. She has expressed desires of being watched by others having sex, or being bound in compromising positions so that she can service friends and strangers alike. I always encourage her to come forth with her darkest fantasies and encourage her give me to ability to make many of them come true.
Several months ago my fiancée and I came down with a severe chest cold. She used Benadryl and other anti- histamine concoctions so that she could get through her work day. Eventually her doctor put her on long term does of prescription anti-biotics and anti-histamines. Getting sick messes with the libido. The frequency and duration of our lovemaking changed dramatically. We went from about an hour a day to almost two and a half hours every few days. I’d either have to stop due to exhaustion, orgasm, or both. She would then express disappointment that I didn’t wait for her orgasm. Being the accommodating and loving fiancé that I am, we agreed to the prospect that if she doesn’t orgasm, I don’t orgasm. Fortunately my fiancée started feeling better and we knew that we’d quickly be in the throes of passion again.
Our energy was restored and we resumed being the sexual animals that we are. Still, we’d have sex for hours and while everything felt wonderful, she just couldn’t get her release. After about three weeks of having passionate and often kinky sex nearly every day without orgasm, we started feeling frustrated. I started to lose my confidence that I am a knowledgeable, talented and giving lover. Both of us received promotions at work and we started working more hours, only to be extremely tired and frustrated in the evening. It seemed all we had energy for was an hour of Netflix before bed. Bed became about sleeping instead of having sex. We starting making love less than three times a week…
When asked if the following statement is true: “Clearly the most important part about having sex is the orgasm.” I’ve stated that answer to be false. “It’s the connection.” I would reply. I’ve always felt that if orgasm is the most important, we would only need our Magic Wands and our masturbation devices to get our brain chemicals into a healthy balance and people would matter much less.
Five weeks without orgasm passed. One glorious Sunday morning after 12 hours of restful sleep and flirtation, my fiancée looked at me with a certain hunger in her eyes, got on top of me, and started bringing it home. She loudly moaned and told me how good I feel, as she was wet and warm and tight, and her breasts were in my face and she was holding me down by the wrists. This was especially exciting to me as I’m typically the aggressor in this sexual relationship. She started moaning louder and louder and told me that she was close and I just couldn’t help myself. My orgasm came much faster than I’ve ever known it to come, and she kept riding on my cock long after my orgasm and never made it herself. Even though I had cum, I rolled her forcefully onto her back and ate her pussy with my mouth while switching on the Magic Wand and placing it directly upon her wet clit just as she likes it. She took it away after about 30 minutes. She was sensitive and said it felt wonderful but she couldn’t reach orgasm. Emotionally, she asked me what is wrong with her.
We read up on the issue of being Anorgasmia. According to The Mayo Clinic Anorgasmia “is the medical term for regular difficulty reaching orgasm after ample sexual stimulation, causing personal distress. Anorgasmia is a common occurrence, affecting a significant number of women.”
As we read up on the issue we found many references stating it’s “all in her head”, “she needs sex therapy”, “she needs to learn how to relax”, “she needs lifestyle changes”, “She needs to be put on anti-anxiety medication”, “her partner needs education to learn to have sex through methods other than penetration alone”. This was clearly frustrating to both of us as she’s a fitness professional with a tight core and we’re both highly educated and experienced in the world of human sexuality. We’d come home from work, prepare a healthy meal together in the kitchen, free of distractions like television or , eat our meal together, clean up together, engage in foreplay and then we’d make love anywhere our hearts desired.
After three months the issue persisted. We changed our schedules so that we both obtained proper exercise, worked the same hours, always shared meals together, went out on dates, bought new lingerie, expensive sex toys and vibrators, and even got into orgasmic meditation. We started watching a few hours of porn a night as a supplement to our foreplay.
She went back to the doctor and went through extensive blood work, finding no issues with her thyroid, with disease, or with her hormone balance. Anorgasmia continued for six months. Could you imagine not having an orgasm for six months? Could you imagine agreeing to abstain from orgasm until you helped your partner figure out what is preventing her orgasm? Can you imagine what that might do to the bond with your partner?
After another evening of glorious feeling sex without orgasm, my partner broke down in front of me and asked me to come up with ideas about what could be wrong with her body so that she could not experience orgasm. As a person who works in physical fitness, she consumes a huge tub of supplements every morning and every night including niacin and folic acid. She regulates her hormones with birth control and she uses a physician prescribed medication that enhances energy and endorphin levels. To make it simple – this makes her libido sky-high and she has the energy to fuck all day, every day. Lastly because of her allergies she takes antihistamines so that she could breath and get enough sleep at night. I noticed that she was taking nearly four different kinds of nasal and oral antihistamines each day. “This one opens my nose so that this one can open my sinuses and clear them out, this one keeps me from having excessive drainage and keeps away the watery eyes and excessive sneezing, and this one keeps my nasal passages open while I sleep…”
Do you know what causes the trigger to orgasm? It’s the same thing that makes you sneeze. Histamine! According to psychology.wikia.com, histamine is released as part of the human orgasm from mast cells in the genitals. If this response is lacking this may be a sign of (histamine deficiency). In such cases, a doctor may prescribe diet supplements with folic acid and niacin (which used in conjunction can increase blood histamine levels and histamine release), or L-histidine.
I urged her to get off antihistamines because we’re already taking supplements containing folic acid and niacin. She went to a new doctor that tested all her food allergies and her biological allergies. Once she stopped eating the foods that cause inflammation and allergic reactions she became free to get off the antihistamines. It took nearly 10 days for her histamine levels to return to normal.
To celebrate we dressed up. I took her out to see a sexually themed movie. I took her to dinner. I bought her lingerie and a dress. I took her to the adult store and replaced her Magic Wand. I replaced the lube with extra virgin coconut oil. I carried her to the bedroom and tied her up and exposed her to her new toy. She had three orgasms in the first ten minutes! In fact, the first only took 30 seconds! We fucked all evening and into the early morning hours. I had multiple orgasms myself!
Now we’re back at it again nearly every day. Life feels better. Our connection is stronger. Our love is unrelenting. We’re getting married! Now we feel free to move ahead with all those naughty fantasies we’ve had together. It’s been a long time coming. I can’t wait to blog about it all!!!
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Living The Dream - Exploring Polyamory and Non-monogamy
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Posted:Apr 26, 2015 12:26 pm
Last Updated:Dec 23, 2015 10:07 am
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It wasn’t so long ago that I put into words that I require a minimum of three female sexual partners in my inner circle in order to feel satisfied. In the height of my swinging days it wasn’t uncommon for me to fuck or get fucked by at least two people a day, and often at the same time.
I used to challenge my time management skills and push the limits of my risk-taking events. My favorite sexual activities were getting together with a married couple yet I would always be in pursuit of an attractive, educated single female or two that could teach me a new thing or three about pleasing a woman.
One of my favorite experiences was with an experienced female submissive. Not just any submissive, but a SERVICE submissive. She explained that she has been trained to give pleasure to her Dom and His friends and does not expect to be pleasured in return. She explained that is was a cerebral high for her and she obtained her reward that way. After I obtained direct permission from her Dom to take her out, I quickly found her in my presence without wearing a stitch of clothing, doing everything in her power to make me cum on our first date. She begged me to fuck her but I showed restraint as her Daddy wasn’t available by phone in order to give us permission.
Alas, I found that while being a versatile pansexual being was fun, I had found comfort in the submissive bottom role. I also found that I really needed some guidance about dominating women. I realized that I needed a mentor.
I often wondered how I could have such a need. Dominates were always so clear with me. I knew what to expect, I knew my place, I knew how to satisfy my Dom, I always knew what they needed or how to get into trouble if I felt I needed a little extra punishment or humiliation during our sessions. I always knew when to be a sex object or simply a servant myself yet I had trouble with my desires to do this with women.
Oh sure, I could TOP a woman with ease, but whenever she was feeling safe and ready and asked me to DOMINATE her… my heart would freeze. My lack of experience and confidence emerged and I wondered how on earth I could ever achieve my ultimate goal of being a Dom to three different women in all the ways I desired.
I wanted to consider and collar a woman new to The Lifestyle, I wanted to train her, and I wanted to own her. I wanted to teach her to serve me the way that always fantasize about. I also wanted to have a pet and a plaything for the both of us.
I spent a few years courting new women and explaining my desires to them. Generally my desires were well accepted but as time went on, I found myself disappointed for a number of reasons. It seemed that I would never find someone with the proper foundation in which to build upon my ultimate fantasy desire. I came to settling upon the thought that I would be a plaything - a temporary active figure in the lives of the women I played with… our sex lives often lasting less than a year.
I went back to crossdressing for couples and select men with the hope that I would gain experience from those who are excellent at Bondage Discipline, Dominance, Submission, Sadism and Masochism. I read blogs, read books, joined local BDSM communities, went to fetish events, play parties and functions to figure out how normal, classy, functional households entertain and live in non-monogamous and polyamorous styles, maintain healthy stability, communicate and execute their fantasies.
I would dress up for both men and women in order to have intense playtime with them. It was easy for me to entertain and please a man. Some would be more challenging than others, and those who challenged me were often more intelligent and more fun to play with. Cuckold couples were also fun, especially when the woman was an upscale hot wife. It was fun to see her mentally have her boyfriend by the balls.
I have read countless accounts about the proper way to dominate a woman. I have watched thousands of examples on kink.com. I have witnessed a man dominating a woman in person. I have researched the best tools and toys available and purchased many of them. I have joined lifestyle groups and clubs, participated in coffees, munches and play parties. I have participated in dozens of fetish events. I belong to dozens of BDSM related websites. I have been dominated for years myself. I have interviewed women and learned of their hard and soft limits and learned how to plan, execute, and interact with a submissive on a cerebral level.
With all this education and experience I think I should have the knowledge to be an expert at female domination. To analogize, I think about the process like I’ve decided I need to build a home. I’ve read countless books about how to construct a wall, do electrical work, plumbing and do sheetrock. I've ready about how to determine load requirements, select a lot, and build a foundation. I’ve watched countless shows on HGTV and TLC about construction of homes. I’ve visited construction sites and examined various construction methods and techniques. I’ve interviewed architects, builders, construction foremen and contractors. I’ve talked with city officials about how to pull a permit, when to call for inspection, and when to pay fees and taxes. I’ve talked with suppliers about the best materials to use and when to have them delivered. I’ve acquired all of the necessary blueprints and researched all methods to begin construction, and even have selected and purchased my lot.
Despite all my planning I seem to only have vague knowledge about beginning without realizing that there are more things I need to learn. I need to gain further experience. I need to avoid pitfalls that could cause violations of local code, local zoning laws, variance permits, noise concerns, problems with neighbors, time and financial constraints, faulty materials and other things that happen based upon the assumption that it was already thought about when the plans were ratified.
How do I build the palace of my fantasies when I continuously run into pitfalls of stopgaps? How do I know what I don’t know??? There is so much responsibility placed upon the Dominant. At what point do we realize that we are all human and therefore fallible to the errors that such being are thus capable?
Back to speaking directly about the issue at hand.
How can I call myself a switch or a Dom when it’s clear that to me - dominance doesn’t come naturally! I strongly admire those who can dominate a woman with ease and finesse. He physically subdues her, pulls her into a web of submission, entraps her in eroticism, binding and suspending her with chain, rope, clamps, pipe, and furniture. He subjects her fucking machines, clothes pins, floggers, canes, vibrators, cocks, fists, plugs, and single tails. He impassions her with his calm and soothing voice.
He communicates with her constantly, never taking his eyes and ears from her. He plays her like a musical instrument, sending her mind into a dreamy state of brain chemicals and resting her in a state of bliss and devotion. She becomes His and eternally wants more.
There is so much to achieve. I realized that I have the potential to be an extremely gifted dominate. A dominate with revere and respect in the lifestyle community. I realized to get from where I was when I started to where I want to be is to give up everything that I think I know. I stopped looking for people who had the potential to fit into a certain role. I went back to strengthening my vanilla life.
Then I fixed everything that was wrong with my life on thing at a time. I ended all dysfunctional relationships. I started and finished legal battles. I corrected my financial issues and started living free of debt. I switched to an employer that offered upward mobility. I moved to a new home. I joined a fitness club and got healthy. I started eating clean.
I realized that in order to take responsibility for others, I needed to take responsibility for myself.
I also fell in love. I fell in love with a single person. A woman that I have known and loved since we were six years old. I stopped looking for everything and everyone else. I wanted her. I wanted all of her. I wanted to take responsibility for her. I wanted to be her everything and she mine. We communicated constantly, even when physically apart. I told her everything of me. I informed her of my previous quests. I gestured to her that I identified as polyamorous, identified as pansexual, even that I was a crossdresser. She was delighted! She had desired the exact person that I am and accepted everything about me. As this point she had me all to herself. She explained that she hoped that one day she would never have to share me with others.
It’s been years since we were reunited and fell in love. I will report that we are engaged to be married and that we have not taken other lovers. I now identify as mostly monogamous we each have a confidant and sometimes we play with others at events – but together.
She gives me everything that I need… everything that I once thought I would need others for. She loves me unconditionally. She protects my heart and my heath. She helps me reach my goals. She helps identify areas where I need to grow and helps me get there. We grow sexually and I must admit that her libido is a challenge for me to meet – this is very much welcome. I have collared her in many ways.
She is a true submissive. Despite her extreme libido, she waits in every way for me to initiate. Initiate touch. Initiate kissing and foreplay. Initiate bondage and submission. Initiate dressing her in lingerie. Initiate sex and penetration. Initiate aftercare. The response in her body when I touch her is instantaneous and intense passion. It matters not my state of mind when I first touch her… her passion washes over me like a waterfall. I cannot help but to expose her to my deepest desires in the following moments.
We’ll be hot and heavy in the entertainment room and on a rare occasion she’ll utter “Please, dominate me”. The words no longer bring terror to my heart as they once did. I can and do physically subdue her. I may bind her in collars and cuffs, chain her to a surface or tie her above one. The experience and the confidence has come. This is a gift that is given by her love and her devotion to me. I desire her even more deeply every time she chooses me.
She gives all of herself to me and I give all of myself back. I give her everything I have the ability to give and I understand within the depths of my heart that she deserves no less. Indeed as time progresses I shall give her more.
She confides in me that she still worries that I’ll need more than her. That she will “have” to share me with another in some way, shape or form… be that physically, or emotionally. I’ve long let go of the desire or need to have others in my life. I feel so complete with the love in my life now. Our foundation is the strongest I’ve felt in my life. She will never “have” to share me physically or emotionally with another. The emotional is very important to the definition of “Us”. The physical is a further extension.
When we play with others, it is a joint decision. It’s something we do together. It’s fun. It’s passage of time. It’s not about filling a void or a need. It’s our own growth. It’s an exercise that is all about Us.
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Posted:Apr 27, 2011 10:18 am
Last Updated:Mar 18, 2013 1:31 pm
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"I am an exhibitionist. I love to be watched. I love to make your wife or girlfriend cry my name out in passion and I like to be watched as I unload three or four huge loads of cum onto her face and body before your very eyes."
I am listed on other websites but AdultFriendFinder is one of my favorite personals sites. AdultFriendFinder gives standard users basic functionality that they need to use the site to find and connect with paid members. Sometimes my profile is so active that I often earn enough points to go Gold or Silver – and occasionally when the price is right, I do go gold for periods of time.
Sometimes I will come across a really well written profile with several interesting, enticing or artistic photos written by an attractive couple in my area. The couple will seem to be intelligent and open minded, well rounded, and stable but then I will read and be irked by the words “I’m straight, no bi or curious males!”
Let me get this right, in this profile, the authors want to find a guy who is 100% “straight” to do double vaginal penetration of their girlfriend or wife? Hmmm… I'm not so sure that having my sexual orientation analyzed and evaluated is much fun.
The drop box for sexual orientation gives us the following choices: Straight, Bisexual Bi-Curious, or Gay.
If I could choose anything to put in that box, it would simply be “Open Minded”, “Hetroflexible”, or "Fun for Everyone!".
I respect limits. I feel that just because my profile says “Bisexual” doesn’t mean that I am so compulsive that I am going to have immediate uncontrollable sexual attraction and desire for any male who is part of any couple that is interested in me.
I prefer to exist without labels. I love women – especially bisexual women who are single, or attached to both another male and another female.
Playtime is playtime. I love women and their girlfriends and everything they bring to the table- but often times they are attached to a male who wants to play with me too and I’m open to that! I enjoy being aggressively touched and thrown about and guys happen to be pretty good about that - especially during role play.
My point is this: I am open minded. Say for example... a couple thinks I’m cute and intelligent and the guy wants to watch me fuck his wife. I’m “open minded”. I am in control of my desires and again - I have deep respect for your limits.
I am also an exhibitionist. I love to be watched. I love to make your wife or girlfriend cry my name out in passion and I like to be watched as I unload three or four huge loads of cum onto her face and body before your very eyes.
I want you to know that you can be comfortable with me. I love pussy and I’ll be more than occupied giving her pleasure. I love licking, teasing and eating pussy. Just know that I enjoy lapping her pussy while you fuck her…. Know that I’ll be perfectly happy to eat her pussy after you cum inside of her and I’ll be happy to take over and fuck her cum filled pussy (and ass) when you are completely spent.
Let’s have a good time 
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