Wednesday, September 28, 2011

The Effects of Blogging

In our early days of experimentation The Hubs would tease me with erotica he found online or wrote for me. He would get me so turned on it was hard not to attack him when he got home! So you can probably imagine how flattered and honored I was when I heard from a reader that he used my blog to tease his wife recently! I asked (nicely!) for a description and he has so kindly shared with us...

Without further delay, I give you my first guest blogger post, written by The Traveling Man.



In spite of popular belief, not all men loose their sexual drive as they get older (I hate that "older" label). I’m horned up most of the time, must be due to the French and French/Canadian blood.

The Tease

So this trip I decided to tease/torment my wife while I was gone. I found a couple blog posts from, SwingerWifeInFL, which hit on one of her favorite fantasies and one that we have lived out, MFM. So Wednesday afternoon I sent her an email with the links and a subject line telling her to read these after the kids were in bed. Well being the typical impatient woman that she is, she read them right away.

Ah, the IM messages I got after that were priceless. Here I am in a major web architecture design meeting, all horned up (visibly) and getting messages from a horned up wife 3000 miles away, knowing that there was no payoff until Saturday evening.

Not quite sure who got teased the most out of all of this one.

The Payoff

I'm in the sitting area of our bedroom watching TV. My wife comes out of the dressing area in her silk robe and black/purple lacy thong. Instant visible hornage moment!! ;)

The lights are dim. She sits down next to me and I immediately start to lightly massage her lower inner thigh. The response is immediate. A soft erotic gasp.

We start to talk about the blogs I sent her. Her eyes are closed, her head is tilted back. I ask her about her favorite parts, as she starts to tell me, I work my way slowly up her thigh.

Her nipples have responded. Her breathing erratic as she further details the blog story. I start to remind her about the MFM experience we had. Matching it with the details of the blog story that has her completely aroused.

My fingers have reached their destination. She is completely hot. Her thong completely wet. She is clearly ready but more importantly wanting another MFM or MFMF experience. She's begging me to stop, not wanting to have an orgasm yet. But being true to my French heritage, tell her to relax and let it happen. She submits. What a submission!

We start to talk more about the MFM opportunity. Salted tells me that one of the people at her breakfast hangout has been making some interesting conversation. The most recent was asking if she and I would like to go meet up with he and his girlfriend. I think she is nervous telling me this. I'm slowly teasing her nipples, I look at her deep in her eyes and ask her, do you want to fuck him.

She pauses. I follow with do you want his suck his cock. She smiles and says "yes while you’re fucking me". At the same time she reaches over and starts massaging my quite erect cock. We continue to talk. She tells me she has not told him that we swing, we're still pretty new to this. I tell her that I'm interested in meeting. We have never done this, and we are both nervous. She is more turned on.

She tells me about a website she goes to when she's turned on and I’m not around. How she'll sit at her desk in the home office, bring up the site, slowly start to please herself. At this point I'm completely worked up! Oh Yeah!! She stands us up, takes me over to the laptop, brings up the site, with a video of a FMF (she knows how that gets me), and begins to work her magic on me (with some lube help ;) ) while having me watch the video. Finally she beings to orally take me to a whole new level. She stops, after taking me right to the edge.

She asks me to find a MFM blog and read it to her. So I hit the site, find one, and slowly read it to her, quietly whispering the details in her ear, as we both massage her clitoris. As the story ends, we make our way to the bed.

Once in bed we both orally explored each other. For me, there's nothing more satisfying that the sound a woman makes when being brought to the edge. I love the heat, the intensity, the taste.....

After she can take it no more, she climbs on top of me. I'm lightly biting her nipples as she is slowly riding and squeezing my cock. Until I could no longer take it....

Friday, September 23, 2011

Open Positions

The Hubs and I are currently accepting applications for positions as The Unicorn (single female) and The Boytoy (single male). Problem is, both searches are annoying and frustrating in their own distinct ways...

The Unicorn search is lonely. We'll shift through the few profiles and then try our best to remember who we have already chatted with. Then we'll send out the initial "feeler" email. And then you wait.

And wait...

So you go to the instant messenger to look for anyone to offer your Husband's sexual skills to. But there you find a random slew of non matches or people who aren't at their computer on.

In it all you may come away with a handful (if you are rock star lucky) of potential playmates to begin chatting with.

Starting to understand why we felt somewhat sad for ourselves when we lost The Old Unicorn. We were so happy that she was starting a relationship but damn, we were back to the drawing board! Boooooo!

Then there is the search for The Boytoy. This one isn't lonely it's crowded... Too crowded. It's like searching for a needle among a pile of needles. In there somewhere has to be just one "normal" dude right?

So I sift through the countless cock pics and bad profile descriptions. Try to find one who seems like he will be cool, no drama and isn't going to be pushy. We'll send emails to guys even if they are clearly out of my league. And, if we're rock star lucky we'll end up with a few handfuls of potential chatters.

The Boytoy applicants tend to shoot themselves in the foot pretty quickly, so it's a numbers game. Most want to fuck right then. That works for some people and I'm not saying we have never done that but most of the time that doesn't work for us.

Then there is The Fakes, The "Married" Men, The Too Young, Too Old, The Weirdos, The Freaks and The Morons. And please don't tell anyone that I work from home, or they start in on the "nooner" requests.

Sounds fun right?

Yet, I'm not ready to give up playtime so I guess it's time to just suck it up and start looking...

Oy, wish me luck!

The Wife

Sexy Story: The Hotel Bar

It was something I had always wanted to experience but being the good girl I never really expected it to happen, yet there I was sitting in the hotel bar waiting for Colby while Jack (my husband of 10 years) sat at another table watching.

Colby and I had been chatting online for a week or so and his flirtatious nature and webcam shows had really gotten me excited. I had only been with Jack, so the lifestyle was all new to us and the anticipation was growing by the second.

I sat sipping my drink trying to act casual as my pussy tingled under the table. I was doing my best not to catch Jack's eye from across the bar, I knew if I did I may melt into a horny teenager and rip his clothes off right there. Instead I waited for my "date".

I saw him walk in and as casually as possible he made his way over to my table. When he sat down my heart was pounding and my pussy dripping wet. We started talking and had a drink while getting to know each other. After a few minutes I told him our room number and made my exit. He was going to wait 10 minutes and join us.

In the elevator Jack was already hard as a rock. He reached up my dress to find my bald wet pussy pulsating with desire. We could barely separate ourselves as the elevator reached our floor.

Once in the room I cleaned up and put on my new lingerie. I had chosen a sheer lacy black top with a barely there g string and a sexy new garter belt. My black lacy thigh highs attached completed the outfit just as there was a knock on the door.

Jack sat down by the bed stroking his cock as I went to get the door. I opened it just enough to reach my arm out and pull Colby in by his shirt.

Jack watched with huge horny eyes as I threw Colby down on the hotel bed and started working his clothes off of him. I started with his shirt, kissing and nibbling my way down his chest over his hot tattoos down to his belt. I heard Jack moan with excitement as he watched me undo Colby's belt and pull down his pants. Colby's hard cock sprang up from his underwear and I gave it a little teasing lick as I finished pulling of his pants and underwear.

I looked over at Jack who was grinning from ear to ear and motioned for him to come join us. I stayed on my hands and knees with Colby on his back as Jack came behind me and started to lick my pussy. I instantly started to moan as Jack licked on me while I took Colby's cock deep into my throat.

I was twirling my tongue around Colby's cock when I felt Jack slide his finger into my tight ass as he ate my pussy. It was almost more than I could handle as I was filled with desire. Colby was moaning as I took his cock into the back of my throat and licked my way back up the shaft. I told Jack to come around and lay next to Colby. I looked down at the two rock hard cocks waiting for me to take charge of them. I took turns sucking and licking each of them taking them to the edge and then backing off so we could keep going.

Colby wanted his turn with my pussy so he stood on his knees behind me as I took Jack deeper into my throat than I ever had before. As I felt Colby's hard cock slide into my eagerly awaiting pussy I let out a deep desire-filled moan and planted my face on Jack's cock so far that my nose was buried in his skin.

Colby slammed his cock hard into me while I worked up and down on Jack's cock, only stopping for a moment to scream in ecstasy that I was loving being filled with cock!!! My pussy was tightening around Colby milking it as Jack and Colby both said they were ready and asked where I wanted their loads. I quickly fell onto the bed and told them to cover me like the dirty slut I was. They stood over me and blasted all over my face and tits.

I rolled over and cleaned up a bit as Colby started kissing my back. Jack knew what I was ready for without even asking me. He let Colby get me primed as he lubed up his cock. When Jack could tell from my sighs and arched back that I was at the height of my excitement he told Colby to lay down on the bed. Colby's cock was ready for more also, and my dripping wet pussy had no problem sliding down over it. With one cock deep in my pussy I was overflowing with excitement as Jack slide his cock into my waiting ass. I let out a scream as I felt both cocks fill me with their hard eager shafts. Colby started pumping on my pussy as Jack pumped in and out of my ass. I have never felt more ecstasy and pleasure as I felt both my pussy and ass clamp down on their cocks as I begged for more and to slam me harder and harder. Jack leaned down and started to bite my back and I couldn't hold in my screams any longer. I screamed out that I was going to cum all over the two cocks just as Jack pulled out of my ass and joined Colby's cock in my tight pussy. It was more than I could hold back and I felt my pussy pulsating and then blast my cum all over both of them.

I rolled over and fell into a satisfied heap on the bed as I lay in between the two gorgeous cocks and couldn't help but think this was one night I would never forget.

Thursday, September 22, 2011

Sexy Story: The First Time

Even as I sit here I can’t believe I’m putting these words to paper. I never thought I would be one of the women in the stories of sexual adventures, but life has a funny way of leading you in directions that you can’t always predict.

I had been married to my husband about 8 years when our entire relationship changed. He was my only sexual partner but for years Chuck shared with me his dreams to have a threesome. It was no shock to me; he is a man, afterall. However, what I was totally shocked to hear was that he wanted to see me in bed with another man. I always thought of Chuck as more courageous than I, and didn’t think I’d ever have the guts to go through with having sex with anyone else. We talked about it on and off each time I would get so turned on thinking about it that my g-string would be completely soaked. But I never really thought it would happen. Some fantasies are meant to stay fantasies, or so I thought.

One night we were out with some friends and drinking heavily. Pretty soon I was in full on flirting mode with one of our friends, Jake. Flirting with Jake was like breathing air; you don’t even realize you’re doing it because you get swept up in him. He is a ladies man to say the least; charming, handsome and a little bit dangerous and always flirting back.

Soon we were at the bar doing shots and I felt a hand on my leg. Thinking it was Chuck I didn’t say anything. Except I realized that Chuck was sitting at the table a few feet away, so it was not his hand reaching farther and farther up my thigh. When I looked down I realized it was Jake, who was wearing a devilish smile from ear to ear. My pussy began to tingle with excitement as he leaned in and said to me “I’ve always wanted to fuck you until you scream for me to stop”. By this time my g-string was dripping wet and at any second my hard nipples could come bursting out of my shirt. I looked over and Chuck raised his glass to me, he had seen the entire interaction and from the growing bulge in his pants he was enjoying the view.

When Chuck joined us Jake took his hand away and tried to act like we were just two friends at the bar. Chuck took Jake’s hand and put it back where it had been, high up on my thigh and pushed it closer to my wet pussy. Jake realized I was completely shaved, and he could feel how wet my pussy was. Without another word we settled our bill and headed for our house.

We made it home and picked back up where we left off. I had worn my sexy lingerie underneath my dress that night so I lay out on the bed in my black lace bustier and matching g string while both men revealed their excitement in the form of rock hard cocks. Jake started to kiss me while Chuck took his tongue to my bald pussy. Soon I began to moan into as Chuck made me want to scream. I was stroking Jake’s cock which was amazing to look at. It was long, thick and rock solid. I was begging to be fucked and Chuck said it was Jake’s go first.

I hesitated for all of 3 milliseconds when I realized we were actually going to do this. I looked to Chuck for confirmation that he was OK with it and was greeted by his cock being shoved down my waiting throat. I gagged a little at the shock of how deeply he thrust it into my mouth. Having known Chuck for a long time I could tell he was more than OK with the situation by the cock pulsating in my mouth. Jake was taking his time rubbing my clit with the head of his gorgeous penis. It felt like heaven and hell all in one, I was so ready to be fucked!

I was licking Chuck’s cock all around when I started to feel Jake push his warm, hard cock into my pulsating pussy. He was bigger than Chuck, but not so much that it hurt, it was sheer pleasure. I was instantly moaning and thrashing around while I had one cock in my mouth and one in my pussy.

Chuck was about to cum and he asked me where I wanted it. I pointed to my face just in time for him to shoot it all over my waiting cheeks, eyes and lips. He took his cock and rubbed his cum all around my face and then I licked his cock clean.

Jake was fucking me harder and harder now and I felt like I was about to explode. I stopped myself just in time and managed to get the words out that I wanted to be double penetrated. Chuck was quick to his feet at my request. And we positioned ourselves so that Jake was deep inside of my pussy while Chuck lubed up his cock for round two in my ass.

Jake got me going again and I was begging for more when Chuck slowly slid his cock into my waiting asshole. The fullness and pleasure of double penetration took me over the edge and I sprayed cum out all over both cocks in an explosion of sheer ecstasy. My pussy and asshole tightened around their cocks so hard that they both came with me. We rolled over into a heap of sweaty, naked bliss.

It was a night I could never have imagined until I tried it. And it was better than I ever could have dreamed. Chuck and I were closer than ever after that night. We agreed to keep our options open about having Jake over again. And the options were certainly open the next time we saw Jake in person… but that is another story for another time...

You can call me Jane

When I set out to air my rants and raves I felt that my anonymity was key. In order for me to be able to vent the things that I really want to say is to make sure that no one knows who I am. So, meet Jane Smith, my alter ego. No, I'm no Angelina. But I put some time into my alter ego, and if you have ever seen the movie Mr. & Mrs. Smith you know the perfect suburban wife Jane had a very different life under the twin sweater set surface. That's me, and that is how I got my secret identity.

Knowing what a small community of swingers we are in, I go to great lengths to not post the same status on Facebook as I do on twitter (the ones that can be made vanilla that it...) I don't use the same pictures as are on our profiles on our various accounts, yet I wonder. Could I be found? Have I ever slipped up or let my defenses down? Has one of my playmates read the blog and recognized themselves? Would you know if I was your next door neighbor, or the girl you met for drinks last night? And would you tell me, if you figured me out?

I have shared my face picture with one person in my twitterverse and it was because I knew he lived in New England and I'm in Florida. (Although side story - I had a moment of panic when I realized this man's life was strikingly similar to a co-worker of mine (I work for a National company)... but not him so all clear) I have denied help finding us online and face pictures to all other requests (although I think The Hubs has shared some)  But I can't help but wonder if any of my followers know (or think they know) who I am in real life?

So are you in hiding too? Have you ever been discovered or are you open about your real life on your twitter life?

The Wife

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Sexy Story: Out with Friends

It's funny how some of the greatest sexual nights of your life can start from evenings that are as ordinary as so many other nights, until they turn into so much more.

My husband of 10 years, Carl and I were on a much needed night out with friends at a local bar. I was wearing a sexy new black dress, stiletto heals and some barely there lingerie. Carl had enjoyed watching me dress for the evening and I knew the thought of me in my g-string and bra were lingering in the back of his mind.

A few drinks and some heavy flirting later I decided to surprise my husband with a little gift. I went into the ladies room and slipped my g-string off and into my pocket. I giggled with horney excitement as I walked out and joined him in a conversation with the guys.

After motioning to him to come closer I slipped my panties in his hand while whispering to him that my bald pussy was too wet for these now. With a wink I left him to rejoin the girls I looked back over to Carl and found all of the guys grinning from ear to ear. From their looks I could tell Carl had told them about my "gift".

My friend, Kate saw this too and questioned me about the grinning group. I explained and she laughed and said "Oh I bet Steve enjoyed that!" She went on to confess that she and Steve, her husband, are swingers. How could I have gone all of that time not knowing that they were swingers? I nervously laughed while try hide my peaked interest.

As the night went flirtations got more intense and soon I realized it was Steve who had his arm around me, and not Carl. He leaned in and told me how his cock had gotten hard when he heard that my bald pussy was exposed under my dress. He whispered into my ear that he was struggling to keep himself from throwing me against the bar and fucking me right there. My whole body was on fire and tingling with desire. I searched the crowd for Carl and found him locked in conversation with Kate. From the looks of it she was putting the moves on him and he was enjoying it quite a bit. I knew Carl has always wanted one of Kate's legendary cock suckings and even from where I stood I could see his cock was getting hard thinking about shoving it into the back of her throat. I caught his eye and gave him a wink to let him know he had the OK from me.

By now my pussy was begging to be fucked and my whole body was electrified. Steve looked over to Carl and said "well, should we take this party back to our place"? We all agreed and we were on our way.

When we made it to their house it was all Kate could do to get Carl's pants off without tearing them off of him. Soon Steve was kissing my neck and back as he unzipped my dress and it fell to the floor. He dropped to his knees to lick my wet pussy while I began to moan.

He pulled out his cock and I started to stroke it while he laid me down on the bed. From across the room I could hear that Carl was thoroughly enjoying his sucking and was waiting eagerly to watch Steve fuck me. He told Steve I was a naughty girl and he should punish me. I giggled with delight and the thought of being "punished" while Carl watched. As Steve pushed his rock hard cock into me I let out a slow deep moan. Knowing that the sound coming from me was the sound of intense ecstasy pushed Carl over the edge and he blew into the depths of Kate's throat. She swallowed his cum load and licked his cock to clean up any she had missed. Carl was still rock hard and his cock was standing straight out in front of him.

Kate and Carl turned to face Steve and I as we fucked on the bed. I was begging for more and on the verge of squirting when Steve pulled out and blew his hot load all over my pussy. He stuck his cock back in and I rose off the bed and filled the room with my screams of orgasm delight. I watched as Kate pulled aside her pussy lips and started rubbing her clit. She was moaning and giggling when Carl suggested they join us on the bed.

I was thinking I should get a towel to clean myself up when Kate started licking Steve's load off of my breasts. It was more erotic than I ever could have imagined and I felt a strong need to suck on Carl's big cock. He came over and knelt by my head plunging his cock deep into my throat. Kate was still licking my nipples when Steve came from behind and started fucking her.

I started rubbing my pussy which was aching for attention. Carl saw this and started to finger me. He stuck his fingers inside the warm tightness and said he had to have me. I stopped sucking his cock and he repositioned to stick his cock into me. As he slide in I had to keep myself from coming, because it felt so good to have him inside of me.

He pounded me harder and harder as I begged for more. Kate was squealing as she watched Carl pounding me while Steve was rocking the bed with his thrusts into her waiting pussy. Tears began to roll down my face and I let out a huge scream as Carl and I came in unison, my pussy clamping down on his cock and milking it until he collapsed on top of me and we lay in sweaty ecstasy.

After a while we cleaned up and made it back to the car we sat for a second just looking at each other. We were both wondering how each other was feeling... Suddenly we both burst into nervous laughter and agreed this was a fantastic night.

Of course, we did end up with Kate and Steve again... But that's a whole other story...

Monday, September 19, 2011

A word of advice...

I've recently been asked "how do I convince my wife to become a swinger"...

This question is the gateway to a dangerous path. I think people either have the capability of being a swinger or they don't. Now I'm not saying everyone knows that they'd be OK (or for that matter, not OK) with the lifestyle. But I also don't think we can  or should "convince" someone. Maybe educate them, but you have to honor their comfort levels.

I am 100% positive if The Hubs had come to me talking about becoming a "swinger" I would have balked at the term alone. Well behaved, good Christian girls like me don't do such things, after all! But, he eased me into the thought. Over the years of sharing our fantasies and growing together both emotionally and sexually we were able to build a solid foundation to experiment and push the lines to find our comfort levels.

In the end you'll be happy you made sure your mate was comfortable. Nothing feels worse than looking over and realizing your mate isn't having fun. So I would advise strongly to ensure that your partner is fully on board.

By the way, my advice to the hub who asked me... start slow and tell his wife a fantasy that includes other people and see from her reaction where it goes. There may be an outward knee jerk reaction, but pay attention and see what happens. If you don't trust your partner's reaction then you probably aren't cut out for the lifestyle anyway. Just keep in mind that in the end you have to respect their wishes, and if it's a no who knows maybe down the road you can visit it again.

Would you have offered different advice, or think I'm OK in what I'm dishing out?

The Wife

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

R.I.P. Unicorn

We came to know The Unicorn from one of our online profiles. She was a mother of three recently separated from her cheating husband. She was new to the scene and we instantly felt at ease. It became the kind of friendship we had only thought of as a unicorn until then, a steady single female who was drama free!

Too good to be true, but we fell into a semi regular schedule of playing. We were able to have a friendship beyond the bedroom and I even felt comfortable to allow The Hubs to have solo playdates with her - which had never happened before. Life was good.

And then we went over to her house for the last playdate. I still can't put my finger on it, but something was amiss. She had been having an insanely hectic day so I brushed it off as that until I realized that she was particularly quiet post visit. Life moved on and we fell a bit out of touch with life activities and she was sick for a while. We get it, our lives are full too... but like I said there was just something...

Finally The Hubs asked flat out if we'd be playing again. He managed to pull it off as an upbeat I-want-you-so-bad kind of question to make sure she wasn't thinking we were stalkerish and wanting her to drop everything for us. She told him that she was starting up a relationship and thinks she needs to focus on that for now.

Well, damn... that was not the answer we were hoping for! The really sucky part is we are happy for her, while being disappointed for us all at the same time.

So, here to the drama-free swing relationship we once enjoyed. You will be missed Unicorn!

The Wife

Thursday, September 8, 2011


We have three general rules when it comes to our swinging, and #1 is a condoms are to be used for sex. No arguments, wearing a condom is non-negotionable. Most of the time I am met with the "Yes, of course" reaction to this news. After all it's 2011, we are a generation that started having sex ed in 4th or 5th grade (for me at least) we have all been well versed in the need for disease prevention. But, sometimes... sometimes there is a "but" after their answer.

The "but" is always from the married men and they all have the same answer: "I'm fixed".

Contrary to your belief, pregnancy is one of the low ends of worry in comparison to the diseases and issues that could arise from the lack of condom. I'm on the pill, I can take care of the birth control aspects of my life, but there is only one way to prevent disease. So deal or move along!

We recently had a meet and greet with potential play with a couple at their house. The Hubs and I knew we had potential for this to be a long term friends with benefits couple so we had agreed we were willing and actually hoping to take it a little slower with them. We were leaning on not playing but after the drinks started flowing we all ended up naked playing a drinking game. Naked with some kissing and touching but nothing further. Until we went to say goodbye.

The Persistant Hubs and I ended up in a dark corner of the room when I was saying good bye and giving The Hubs a moment for his goodbyes. We were kissing and he was pulling on my dress and panties. His cock was hard and I reached down to play with it through his underwear. The next thing I know he has his cock rubbing on the outside of my underwear and he said "what if I just slide this in right now"... "noooo noooo I say" trying to balance the line of letting him no it's not happening and not being an asshole freaking out (after all that was the first time he said it)... but he persisted. He tried again and I pulled him away and said his name in my best "oh-shit-Mom's-mad" voice. He snapped to (extremely drunk) and I said NO in a clear, firm and not-trying-to-sugar-coat-it-anymore voice. He got it and we broke apart as The Hubs and his wife appeared from their goodbye.

I wasn't expecting that from him, at least not the him I thought we got to know at dinner and over drinks. I have absolutely no doubt that I was never in any danger of doing something I didn't want to. I mean, a) he snapped out of it at his name and b) all I would have had to do was holler for The Hubs and he move mountains to come to my aid. And that is on top of the fact that I 100% knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that even as drunk as I was (really, really drunk btw) condom usage is always a non negotiable rule. No amount of flirting or number of times asking is it going to change.

So my eyes are open. We are having lots of discussions now before we meet again on how it's not going to happen sans condom! He says he understands, so we shall see...

The Wife

My first cock piercing

I have always wondered what it would feel like to play with a cock that was pierced. After this weekend I can tell you, I am not a fan.

The Spyman had a ring pierced on the underside of his cock, not the prince Albert shown here. (sorry guys, it's painful for me to look at this and I have no perspective on the pain level) Which meant that it flapped up and down with each lick of my tongue. Well, I'm not sure if I've told you this or not but I have quite a tongue.  It's long and big and well, I use what I was given. But - that means ever lick up the ring flapped up and then would fall into the way on my way back down. I couldn't get to my sweet spot and it was frustrating me.

If he had ever had a proper blow job from me he would have realized it was sub par by far. He was really missing out, his size was very, very close to The Hubs so I knew what I could do with him but that damn ring kept throwing me off and irritating me!

And to top it off, since we use condoms it was flat and did nothing for me during the sex. So.... kinda seems like a waste of time and a lot of pain to me. Which is unfortunate because I've wanted a clitoral hood piercing for some time and now I am left to wonder if my piercing would prevent The Hubs (and others) from finding their sweet spot. And then wouldn't we all be missing out on the fun?

Have you ever played with a piercing? What are your thoughts?

The Wife

Reserved Swinger

We recently started talking to a couple that had an all too familiar-of-late issue. The problem is talking to the swinger wives is like pulling teeth. Maybe I'm a swinger slut or something, but even with my full time job, and full time life as wife to The Hubs and mother to our kid I can find time to chat, instant message, text and or picture trade with a potential date. Yes, there are times when I can't respond to you right away, but if you want to chat I'll generally be able to. And when I chat I actually talk. I have opinions and thoughts and I'm OK sharing them and my wants and desires. After all, for me the build up is half of the fun. Let's face it, the hotter you get me the hotter the fucking with be, right?

Maybe you don't like the chatting but if you aren't talking it's hard to even gauge interest level. If we can't tell if you're interested then how do we know if we are bothering you or proceeding down the right path? I'm not saying you have to have text message sex or trade porn pics every single day, but if The Hubs reaches out to you and says "hi" at least a hello in response would at least show that you are not highly annoyed at our disturbing your day. I mean, come on - we've all had one of those stage 5 clingers who we can't quite shake. They are no fun, and we certainly do not ever want to be one of those types of people. Hell, The Hubs has one that even though at least 5 months has passed since it became clear they would never play she is still hounding him with texts. At least it has slowed from the 24/7 pace she had at the start...

After having enough of this couple I flat out asked him, is your wife liking The Hubs or what because she flat out won't even respond to his texts sometimes yet you are coming over on Saturday night to play? His response - "yes she very much likes him, she's just reserved"

Let's let that sink in... a "Reserved Swinger".... Riiiiiight...

Where to begin on this -

1. Loosen up or get out of the lifestyle. Be shy, I get it I'm shy too at first but there is no reason to be shy about a hello message. If you're that uptight maybe you aren't ready for this?

2. I know life is happening and you can't always talk. I'm not saying hold endless, all day chat sessions and ignore the rest of your life. And I get that some people are just chattier than others. But you HAVE to find some way to make it clear that you are interested or it is a) no fun and b) not going to happen! which brings us to

3. We are not going to chase you. If you don't seem interested we are not going to continue to harass you. If you are interested show it, and we'll have fun or at least explore us having fun. But please, let me be clear on this... we do this for fun, it is in absolutely no way, shape or form anything other than something we do for fun together. We have a phenomenal sex life with each other alone, so if you aren't interested cool, we're not missing out because we have each other - so again - we will not chase you.

The other problem is it is no fun for me to be sexting it up with a potential playmate if The Reserved Wife is cock blocking The Hubs. I enjoy reading what he's talking about with the other women, be it normal chatting or sexy talk. The whole thing is naughty, and that's part of the appeal for me - so when he's met with brick wall after brick wall the mood is lost for everyone!


The Wife