well we've got a meet this Saturday...let you know on Sunday!
a jolly good tidy-up, and the cleaning out of a kitty-litter tray on arrival :shock:
how dirty do you want it?
lp
Sometimes its difficult to draw a line between acceptably 'dirty' and legally 'obscene', that's if one can put it into words.
I tend to think that 'dirty' is used more for mental arousal.
Thank you for the invitation, dear. I love talking about sex and will gladly share... well, everything basically. Here's our very first swinging experience.
Not that long ago, we finally decided to turn raunchy talk into action and find ourselves a guy. I know I'm supposed to dream about having it with two ladies, but ... anyway. Joined a site, chose a man, exchanged a few e-mails, with every step D. looks more and more like a good find.
Still, it's our first time, Sweet is still a tad nervous, which is fair enough, so we strat exchanging texts. D. comes through, again - he really seems both very nice and very raunchy. And dare I say, I'm starting to sense that he may well be a bit bisexual, too. Wow!
What made it really click was the night when Sweet and I got very raunchy, in the garden, and when in the heat of the texting to D. I decided - why not just talk to him? So I callled, and hurraah! - D. sounds very nice too (voice, very important!). So after a wee while (I'm kinda proud of this) I pass the phone to Sweet and whilst she's allowing herself to be charned by D (we're all pretty turned on by this point) she's also very happily allowing herself to be played with by me. So now Sweet is having to explain to D. what I'm doing and how it feels. (I was doing a lot, and it felt FABBB!!!!)
Damn, I'm getting all excited just typing about it. And this is only the beginning, I'm yet to come to the actual experience (or 'meet' as people seem to call it)....
Er, can I come back in a moment?
Ta, everyone....
Amarcord
PS (I hope this works, it's my first ever posting on this sight.)
Right bluenandpink, may I continue? (No, I didn't go off to play with myself, actually, there was somethinge else I needed to sort out.)
Well, anyway, after the phone-threesome in the garden, we just had to meet D. A date was booked in a very nice Soho bar (London) and we went with only one rule (this is our one and only rule, generally) - at any point in the evening, no matter how early or far we've got to, either of us can say "I want to go home now". That's it, no questions asked, no pressure or excuses. Little did we know that there will be no need, no need whatsoever to press that button. D. was nice, smart, charming and very relaxed. After a few drinks, when he went to the loo, Sweet and I agreed that we've got to take him home.
(This is it, now - the best bit). D. is delighted at the offer and we chat and giggle all the way to the car. Then I offer, as I'm driving, why doesn't Sweet get in the back with D, to keep him company. And sshe does. They were kissing by the time I turned the first corner, they were unbuttoning each other by the time I reched Picadilly, Sweet had D's Mr. Happy in her mouth by Hyde Park Corner, and they were in 69, yes, folks, they were in 69 on the back seats of our car, just as I stopped at one of the many traffic lights on High Sreet Ken. So this is what the words 'feverish excitement' were invented for! Bring it on! And where do I look first - at the rearview mirror or at the couple on the bus in the lane next to me who clearly did see, oh, they so clearly did see my Sweet and D in the back of our car. Fantastic!
And so what if we don't have an automatic, I can send my hand back for a little feel in betwee changing gears.....
Anyway, the rest of the night was just as fabulous. My Sweet with two men! D. was the perfect gentleman and... boy did he have stayig power. I exploded a few times (and was so excited that I managed to get back up pretty swiftly - that's pretty fab, already), but D. just stayed on and on and on.... And guess what, he is bi. In fact, we share the same view - if three people are making love, then let three people make love, what's the point of holding back? A kiss is a kiss, a pair of lips, a pair of lips, a tongue a tongue......
We still remember that night oh-so-very-fondly.... mmmmmmmmm
I was seeing an older couple some years ago. They wanted to 'try some new things' with me. So various videos were put on to suggest what they needed.
OO eer I thought. I can do some anal dildo, but I'm not sure I want to get into brown. Apart from which they didn't look like they were prepared for the kind of things they'd been viewing on video. It looked like they needed industrial equipment to carry off their fantasy.
Anyways I headed off to the bathroom to perform an emergency 'clearance'. I reappeared later ready to perform.
I lay down on a towel on their couch. Wifey was all ready to pounce. Weilding a dildo she approached with a seriously disturbing look on her face. This is where it caused feelings of 'dirty' and 'filthy'. She was focussed mentally on something quite nasty. Which produced a highly erotic atmosphere.
Anyway she had no trouble dildoing me, talking to me in a dirty way, about how she was going to push it right up there and make me feel it etc. The old man turned up very impressed with what was going on. Wifey grinning and both approving of each other.
Just then I crapped myself. A loud farty, smelly mess erupted as she was withdrawing the dildo. A fair bit flew onto her stockings. She was enveloped in a fearsome guff and nearly choked. But she loved it, really found it a thrill. I mean she was all of a tremble.
I heard her and hubby chatting about it and it seemed she'd really got her rocks off all right.
I was having a raging affair with a guy's wife, and it was full on stuff. In a mad moment I went over to her town and within a few minutes we bumped into each other, no arrangements, just spontaneous lust.
She was impressed and turned on. Hubby and the kids were in her house, so we couldn't go there. We wandered round the back of a block of flats and found it quiet. Also there was a stair block and a small doorway underneath it.
We got in there and she suddenly said. 'Oh I'm just at the end of my period'. Maybe she would have done a blowjob instead, but we were both mad for a fuck. So she just hoisted her skirt up, took her knickers off and removed her tampax and threw it on the ground. A bloody mess!
We had a ferocious fuck under the stairs as she held onto her knickers with one hand and braced herself against the wall with the other. me hammering at her from behind.
We were both shattered. Our legs trembling. She turned around as I withdrew. A lot of spunk dripping out of her fanny. It was all over very quickly, and we both rushed off back to our jobs and families.
C'mon you "golden oldies" (as in SH memebership time) we wanna hear yours:
Please step forward:-
Dawnie
Polo
Choon
MikeNorth
Shireen and Mallock
Scandal
Sassy
Earthy
and the rest of you veterans, you lot surely have more to tell then the rest of us....
pink x
. I love to hear others' experiences and sure many others do too. :twisted: (Dark, Kiss, Louise, Varca etc sure I can rely on you)
)luckily HE knows me quite well and appreciated this was an unusual for me! I almost fall asleep on my partner :shock: I conned him into tickling my hair (which makes me fall asleep) was about to slip into a peaceful haven of sleep, when I was rudely awoken by Blue and his wife making seriously loud noises. 
, how bad it that??? Cannot believe I sat there, butt naked drinking tea like an old biddy!!!! Ha ha ha...quite funny looking back!
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what?
hmmmm... some how the name Varca Travel-Lodge doesn't have the same ring as Paris Hilton! :giggle:
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