I was twenty-eight when I asked my long-term girlfriend to marry me. I certainly didn't expect the reaction that I got. She burst into tears and ran out the restaurant clutching her purse. I was left kneeling on the floor holding the ring. She didn't even stop to collect her coat. I visited her a few days later to see what it was all about.

I knew that I only saw her Friday nights and all days Saturdays and Sundays and during the week she told me that due to her high pressure work she would work at home to keep on top of things. I had only ever visited her flat twice in the four years that we had been dating and true to her words the dining table both times were smothered with work papers and her laptop.

It was Sunday afternoon when I knocked her door. Lots more tears after she let me in. Then came the confession. Mondays to Friday she had a live in lover. He was a married man from work, and she was waiting for him to leave his wife so she could marry him. It turned out weekends he would go home to his wife some distance away.   I tried to explain to her that she was being used as had I been. I left her in tears not wanting to see her ever again.

I went just over two years as a single man. Not to say that I was celibate, I did date and shag a few girls, but I wanted to settle down with a permanent partner. That was when I joined a dating site. I was beginning to think I had wasted my money when suddenly there she was. Sandra's add and photo looked and sounded interesting. Amongst the normal blurb that everyone writes in their blurb, it said that she had some unusual hobbies, but never elaborated.

I liked what I saw and decided to contact her. In a short while we were calling each other and talking for hours. I asked about the hobbies, and she said she would tell me after our first few dates. I was over the moon as at least I was to get a date. Sandra lived about thirty miles away. The first meet was to be at a pub halfway between us. Neutral ground. Easier to run if she was nothing like her photos. Oh yes, the photos. There were three. One fully dressed and looking terrific, the second in matching bra and panties. She certainly filled those nicely. The third she was totally naked but was posed in such a way that all |I could see was an arse cheek and the swell of one of her tits. A real prick teaser.

I found her straight away in the pub and she was even better than her photo and I immediately told her that her photos didn't do her justice. She told me that I didn't brush up bad either. We were off to a good start. She was easy to talk to, but later I realized that I had done most of the talking and still knew little about her, especially about her hobbies. But what I did know was I wanted to see her again. She gave me a nice lingering kiss before we went our own ways.

During the week I rang her again to tell her how much I had enjoyed her company. I had worried that I had gone on about how I had been hurt by my previous girlfriend and it might have scared her off. Far from it, she told me that she had been waiting and hoping that I would call. We arranged our next meeting for the following weekend.

We again met on neutral ground, another pub. Sandra suggested that we went to a club nearer where she lived, and I agreed and followed her car. We stopped in a residential road and then walked several streets to the club. We had a great time and I thought she was the sexiest women there especially when she danced and writhed her bode around on the dance floor. Sandra was going to go and get more drinks. I told her that I was on non-alcoholic beer as I had to drive. Sandra said I needn't be as we were parked outside her house. I took that as an invitation to sleep over.

It was and later and we were in her bed making some real nice music of our own. She was fantastic and she was the best woman that I had ever slept with. She sucked and fucked like no other woman I had been with. I just knew that I wanted to be with Sandra forever. I told her that I think I loved her already. Sandra just rewarded me with another kiss and then she was sucking my cock again trying to revive it. We had another fantastic fuck before finally sleeping. Next morning after another sensual session we finally got up and had some lunch. Sandra said that she had plans later and would see me the following weekend and she arranged to come to mine on the Friday night.

I went home completely happy but tired out. The following weekend Sandra came on the Friday night and didn't leave until late Sunday night. Before she left, I tried to make arrangements for another date to see Sandra the following weekend. Sandra disappointed me by telling me that she was spending time with one of her hobbies that weekend. I pressed her what was it and she just kept avoiding the questions. I was disappointed when she left me to go home, and no further dates arranged.

I was pleased to hear from her on the Tuesday evening asking if we could meet. I suggested the pub halfway, but Sandra asked could I go to her house. On arrival Sandra had a rather serious face on as she sat me down and started to tell me about her upcoming weekend. I was stunned.

"Liam, I want to tell you about my hobbies before we get any further entangled, especially after what you told me about your previous girlfriend," Sandra said straight faced. I nodded wondering what was coming. "I'm a nudist. Normally unless I have company, I never wear anything in the house." If that was all it was, I was relieved and even relished the thought of my girlfriend naked indoors. Then she continued, "I also go to nudist sites and that is where I am going this coming weekend. I had booked several months back to go to a site on the Kent coast several months back."

The thought that other people would see Sandra naked didn't exactly thrill me, but it didn't put me off her either. Besides I could imagine that I could enjoy being with the hottest woman there, knowing other men would be envious of me being with her. That's when she dropped an even bigger bombshell.

"My other hobby, if you can call it that, is that I'm a swinger," Sandra added. I must have looked either confused or dumb because Sandra had to continue, " you know, sleep with other men and women." I think my moth was open and catching flies. "If you want to end going out with me, I will understand, especially after how you were hurt before, but I didn't want you getting more invested in me without knowing what you will be getting."

I was totally lost for words and Sandra suggested that perhaps I might like a drink. Not waiting for me to answer she poured us both a brandy. After taking a good swig I asked, " so you sleep with other men." Sandra answered, "Yes and other women." I asked how long she had been doing it, and she told me that she had been brought up by her parents as a nudist as that was also their lifestyle. She told how her brother and sister was also brought up the same but had both moved away from it. Then she said as for the swinging it started at university. She didn't have a boyfriend, so at one of the many parties she slept with a couple, and it really started from there.

I had finished my brandy and Sandra refilled my glass. I asked how many men she had slept with, and Sandra told me hundreds and probably thirty or so women. The thought of her with a woman had my cock twitching. I asked had she seen anyone since we had been together. She told me no but asked would it have mattered if she had. I told her that I really didn't know and that it was a lot to take in. I was going to go home but Sandra reminded me that I had now consumed two large brandies and would be over the drink drive limit and said that I should sleep over. She added that if I didn't want to sleep with her, I could use a spare bed.

Sandra told me that she was very fond of me and didn't want to lose my friendship. She also told me that she wasn't about to change her lifestyle, but hoped that if I didn't want to participate, she would understand. here was my girlfriend of just a few weeks telling me she slept with other men and women and had no intentions of stopping and basically to accept it or walk away.

Sandra asked did I want to know more. I told her that I had more than enough to think about. I was now on my third large brandy and beginning to feel the effects. Sandra asked if I wanted to sleep with her or a spare room as she would have to make a bed up for me. I opted for the spare room. I fell asleep quite quickly. I can't tell you what I dreamed but is sure felt good and sexy when I woke with trying to hang on to the dream. Sadly, it drifted away as did the sleep I had been in. It took me several moments to realize where I was. I could hear Sandra moving around.

I needed a pee and got dressed and went to the toilet. Then I went downstairs to find Sandra in the kitchen making tea. She was totally naked and the erection that I had woken with quickly returned on seeing her sexy arse wiggling around as she poured us tea and came and sat down. I think that Sandra wanted to talk. My cock wanted more than a talk, but I had to drink up and run as I would be late for work otherwise. I gave Sandra a kiss and told her I would call her as I rushed out the house and drove home to get ready for work.

All day long I kept getting unwanted erections as I thought about Sandra walking around naked and her two hobbies. I knew that I didn't want to share her, but I didn't want to lose her either. That evening I did something I hadn't done for quite a long while. I went to bed thinking about Sandra. I wanked myself silly at images of her walking up and down in front of other people naked and her groaning as other men used her ran around my mind. Next morning wasn't much better waking up with another hard on.

All day all I could think of was Sandra. My boss told me that whatever was on my mind needed to be delt with as it was affecting my work. I decided that one way or another I would have to talk to Sandra about it. I think she was surprised to hear from me that night when I rang her. I told her I was so conflicted that I couldn't stop thinking about her. She made it clear that I had one of two decisions to make, accept who she was or walk away. She said that she was looking forward to the weekend and if I decided to accept her, I could go with her.

I asked would that mean that I would have to go naked in front of others.   Sandra said no, but I would be the odd one out if I remained clothed. I told her it was too soon. I did agree to see her the following weekend. Sandra assured me that nudist weekends weren't swinging weekends and she didn't expect to sleep with anyone else. I felt a little happier but still conflicted.

I was glad when the weekend was over, and the following weekend I was again in Sandra's bed making love with her. I was about to go home on the Sunday evening when Sandra again knocked me for six. She told me that there was a swinger’s weekend in three weeks’ time, and I had up till then to consider and accept the situation or walk away.

I had a couple of agonising weeks as all I could think of was Sandra making love to other men or women.  Whilst it got me physically excited with unwanted erections it also made me physically a few times.  It was nearing the night Sandra was off to a party and just two days before hand she turned up at my house.  She told me that she needed an answer of was I going to accept it or was I about to run for the hills. 

I told her I didn’t want to run but I also couldn’t bare thinking of her with someone else.  Sandra suggested that I go with her to the party, and if I still felt that way, then it was best that I run as fast as I can.  She pointed out that I would also be able to sleep with other women or men if I so chose.  I thought that it would at least make my mind up one way or another.

When I collected Sandra, she looked stunning.  She was wearing a short skirt and a tight blouse.  It was obvious that she wasn’t wearing a bra as her nipples poked right through the thin blouse.  Then as she got into the car, I had a quick glimpse of stocking tops and suspenders. I started to get an erection, but straight away the thought that it would be someone else enjoying them it soon withered.  It was a long way to the venue where the party was being held. 

Sandra warned me that there may be a few way-out people there so don’t be too shocked.  I wasn’t ready for the reception we got on knocking the door.  It was opened by a woman dressed all in black leather.  The only openings were the eyes, mouth and nose.   She told us to follow her and escorted us through to a large room where the host and his wife were sat with four other couples.  The host quickly stood and kissed Sandra as he run a hand up her skirt to discover her stockings and suspenders.  His wife also stood and stuck her tongue down my throat and was stroking the front of my trousers and the now hard cock inside them.

As the kisses ended Bill introduced us to all the people there.  I have a very bad memory for names and the only names I remembered were Sonia, the hosts wife, and Avril a very pretty woman in her early twenties.  Avril had long red hair, something I always liked. Although I had always like red heads, I had never actually been out with one.  Sandra seemed to know virtually everyone there and kissed the men on the lips and the women in the continental way.  I also got kisses from the women and a few of them took the liberty of fondling my hard cock.  Fortunately, the men just shook hands.

The woman in leather disappeared to let more people in.  Eventually after lots of kissing and fondling there was twelve couples, including the host couple and of course the woman in the leather outfit.   After declaring that everyone was now present, we were invited through to where there was a drinks bar.  The man tending it was also dressed from head to toe in black leather.  He served us all drinks and we were invited through to another room where the floor was covered in a plastic sheet, about twenty feet by twenty feet, that had numbers and colours printed randomly all over it.

One by one we were invited to roll a pair of dice.  One had colours on it the other had numbers.  One by one we were told to stand on our number and our colour.  I was stood next to a woman in her forties and soon had another in her thirties the other side of me.  The woman in leather started to roll the dice for the players and tell them their numbers and colours to put their hands on.  It was like a giant version of twister.  I quickly had my head almost up the younger woman’s skirt. 

She was most definitely not wearing any panties.  I later discovered that was the same for all the women.  As people failed to reach their numbers or colours, they were deemed out of the game.  On my fourth set of numbers and colours I was twisted over Avril, the redhead, that had taken my fancy.   I couldn’t see her, but Sandra was told she was out, as she obviously tried to get into her next position and failed.  As the game went on several more people were also out.  Then it was back to me, and I ended up more entangled with Avril with one hand now between her legs.  Avril’s next move now had the two of us over and we were declared out.

Avril seemed pleased and took my hand and led me to the edge of the sheet.  I looked around for Sandra and she was nowhere to be seen.  I felt like I had been gut punched knowing that Sandra was probably with someone this precise minute and he was probably sampling my girlfriend.  Then I was brought back to the here and now as Avril ran her hand over my hard cock.  She whispered in my ear that she couldn’t wait to see it and took my hand and led me from the room.

I was still thinking about Sandra as we started to ascend a rather grand staircase.  I made a conscious decision that even if I came away from here without Sandra I might as well enjoy the red head and what she had to offer.  Several f the bedroom doors had signs saying, Do Not Disturb.  Avril took me to the first one without a sign and took the sign from inside and put it on the outside and closed the door.

I know it’s stupid, but I was shaking at the prospect of fucking this beautiful creature, a young lady that I had only met twenty plus minutes back.  Lucky for me Avril wasn’t having the same issues as she was quickly on her knees on the thick carpet and pulling at my belt and zip.  Then my trousers were around my knees, along with my boxers, and my cock was in Avril’s mouth and getting a damn good sucking.  I had thought that Sandra was good at oral, but this woman was better than anyone that I had been lucky enough to be sucked off by.  It was barely two minutes and I had to stop her and tell her that I would come if she didn’t stop.  She laughed telling me it would be ok, and she would get me hard again.  I pulled her to her feet anyway, and she quickly pulled me to the bed where she thrust herself backward onto the bed.  It was now that I had my first glimpse of Avril’s pussy.  As I said earlier, and Avril informed me, none of the women had panties on.

It was a bit of a shame but almost all of Avril’s beautiful ginger pubes were shaved off and the small strip left were also well groomed.  None the less I was straight under her skirt with my tongue exploring places new.  I soon had Avril groaning as I work hard to get her ready for the next round.   Avril had me move around so that I was above her, but head to tail so she could again work on my hard cock while I licked and sucked her pussy.  I was also groaning very shortly and came heavily in Avril’s mouth.

Avril choked just a little until she had swallowed some of my cum.  Then she was right back at it sucking for all she was worth, trying to stop my cock from deflating.  Boy she was good.  My cock didn’t wilt for one second with Avril sucking hard and playing with my balls.  Then still fully clothed I turned around and we were fucking.  Having already come once, I was able to keep going for what felt like hours.  After we had both come and we were resting I noticed that we had only been in the room a tad over thirty minutes in total.

Avril was the first to move and was on me and undressing me.  It was only now that I again thought about Sandra and wondered what she was doing.  Avril’s tongue licking all over me as she undressed me soon had me forgetting Sandra again.  I also undressed Avril but left the stockings and suspenders on.  I found them a great turn on.  Avril was quick to be sucking my cock again and getting me hard. 

Then I wanted her sexy arse from behind and had her on all fours as I fucked her from behind.  As Avril groaned there was another woman in the next room groaning in between Avril’s.  That was bloody sexy and spurred me on to fuck Avril even harder than I already was.   She was soon wailing as she came and a few minutes later I was coming again.

After a rest Avril said that she wanted another drink and climbed off the bed and headed to the door.  I pointed out that she was practically naked.  Avril said so what and that everyone else would also be naked.  A bit hesitantly I followed her as I also needed another drink.  Avril was right, we met other people all naked or practically naked on the way to the bar.

Then as we got to the bar, I had a shock of all shocks.  Stood waiting for drinks was Sandra and another man.  He had his hand on Sandra’s arse and she was holding his limp cock.   It wasn’t hard to guess that just a short while back that cock had been in my girlfriend’s pussy and fucking her.   I had this stab of jealousy and that sickness feeling again.

On seeing me Sandra moved away from the man and came to me putting her arms around my neck and kissing me on the lips.  Avril seeing that pulled away from me and made her way to the bar.  I wondered if Sandra realised or cared that I had recently sucked another pussy.  Then it struck me that the mouth I was kissing had probably been wrapped around the man cock at some point in the evening.  The barman had poured Sandra’s drink and the mans.  I wondered if she was going to return to a bedroom with him.

Instead as the barman poured Avril’s she linked arms with him and off they went, leaving me with Sandra.  As soon as my drink was poured Sandra led me back upstairs and to a different room.  Like Avril Sandra still had her stockings and suspenders on.  I think she wanted me to go down on her, but that was just one step to far.  When I put my hand to her crutch it was soaking wet.  I wasn’t even sure that I wanted to even fuck it after someone else had.  Then the door burst open and there stood Sonia.  She was totally naked and looking good.

“Hey hon I told you to save some of that for me,” Sonia told Sandra as she climbed on the bed with us.   Sonia went straight to it and started to suck my soft cock.  To my astonishment Sandra went down on Sonia.  Well Sandra had told me that she also liked other women.  Between the two women they somehow moved enough to put us in a triangle.  Sonia sucking me, Sandra sucking Sonia and my face was inches from Sandra’s wet pussy.   I couldn’t help it, as I got excited, and I ended up diving in and sucking Sandra’s well used pussy.

It was the first time that I had ever sucked a used pussy.  To my surprise it wasn’t anywhere near as bad as I had imagined.  In fact, after a few minutes, I was beginning to enjoy it.  Then Sonia shoved me good and hard, and pushed Sandra off herself and climbed on top of me and slid down my hard cock until it was buried right up to my balls.  Then she was riding me good and hard as Sandra climbed back on me with my face well and truly buried into her pussy.

Sandra came first quickly followed by Sonia and I held out until she was coming down from her orgasm before spraying her insides with my cum.  As I lay gasping for air the women were up and at each other again, and I watched as they brought each other off.  It wasn’t for the first time, so I later found out.

I did enjoy myself, although I was still a little jealous of someone else having Sandra.  Back home, it didn’t seem to matter when Sandra would strip off and walk around her or my house naked.  I got so used to it I started to join her.  Then there was the next nudist gathering.  Sandra invited me to go with her.  It still felt weird walking around with no clothes on, even when everyone else was also nude.

By the time we got to the next swingers meeting I was looking forward to it.  I still didn’t like those other men getting to play and fuck with Sandra, but the fact that I got to try different women dampened the jealousy.  We had six good years of swinging and in that time, I had a damn good time with lots of sexy women.  Then Sandra was telling me that her time clock was ticking, and she wanted children.  We stopped the swinging although we continued the nudist lifestyle.

We had three wonderful children, who we also brought up in the nudist lifestyle.  They knew nothing of our swinging, but once Sandra was back on contraception, we resumed swinging.  Now in our early sixties we had slowed down the swinging and finally it came to an end.  I wasn’t sad that I had Sandra all to myself, but I was sad that it also meant that my days of enjoying other women also stopped.  Looking back, I was glad that I stuck with Sandra and joined in her life choices.  Would I do it again.  Yes, I would.  It might have been a slow start for me, but it was great when I got into it.

If your ever in a position to try it, I say go for it.