In our ongoing pursuit to find stiff, hard cocks when we play as a foursome, Mr. D and I have a new rule. I play first. He is not allowed to start fucking until it is on with me and the other guy. We have decided that we just need to be sure that my needs are met before I give up the big hard cock that is always ready and waiting with Mr. D. It’s not a perfect solution. I gave him the thumbs up and started fucking the other day. But as soon as my amazing stallion of…
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Mrs Doubleplay
Mrs. Doubleplay is 40-something mom living in the middle of America with kids, a career, and pretty house in the suburbs. She’s active in her local church, coaches the kids’ soccer games, and happens to have a secret life as a swinger. Married to her high school sweetheart, Mr. Doubleplay, the couple dipped their toes in the lifestyle for a couple of years but then dropped off the radar to have kids. They rejoined the lifestyle in 2005 and haven’t looked back. They have been soft swap from the start but are working their way toward greater forms of adventure as we meet hot couples on lifestyle vacations, swinger clubs, and online websites.
If you had asked me about my lifestyle wishes a year ago today, I think I would have given two. Finding the ever-elusive unicorn. And having a local fabulous couple to explore over a long period of time. I am absolutely amazed that both of these wishes have manifested into reality for us this year. The unicorn started out as a couple thing. Her husband only wanted to play with girls because he was jealous of her with another guy. I offered myself up. It never happened. And months later she called us, saying the guy was too jealous. That…
We had a really big health scare. An “oh my God is this the end of swinging scare.” A life-changing scare. I thought I had been exposed to Genital Herpes. Not just exposed. I had been accused of giving Genital Herpes to a new play partner. And here’s the thing. Googling “Genital Herpes” reveals that there is no cure. That you can have it and have no symptoms at all. Not even know that you have it. It is absolutely terrifying. We got the information through a text. “I have symptoms. Two blisters on my penis. You are the only…
We have a (fairly) local, on-premise club that we enjoy attending about once every couple of months. We go when we are able to find a sitter and carve out the time for the long evening and the recovery that will take the few days after. Attending the club more often recently, we have come to know some of the regulars. And especially the hot regulars. At our club, the hot crowd sits at the edge of the dance floor, right next to the stripper pole. They always have amazing shots, including a most delicious wine infused whipped cream. We…
After my amazing threesome on my business trip, Mr. D. decided that we should make a habit of finding me some fun during my business travels. He is in charge of sending out the notice and vetting the couples. And he then sets me up with the hottest one. He has even created a single girl profile for these trips. The second trip was fun, but could not compare to the first. I knew it would not be the same, but it was the best option for that trip and it was certainly worthy of the experience. Looking at the…
Read part 1, part 2, part 3, and part 4 So, as I discussed previously, Mr. D finally had his hall pass night with the hot blonde thing that we had been courting for months. The rules were clear that he was allowed to play because I was away, and it was a one-time deal. After that magical night, we traded some friendly texts. But what we were coming to realize was that this wonderful couple was actually quite terrible at communication and planning ahead. The times when we thought maybe they had lost interest, they were still hot for…
I freely gave Mr. D. a hall pass with the hot blonde with no strings attached. Little did I know that my gift would be returned in an orgasmic fashion. Mr. D. set out to find a couple for me to play with while I was on my business trip. We set up a “hot date” on our swinger website. It said that I was willing to play with an exceptional couple while traveling on business. But no one exceptional wrote back to us before I left. I boarded my plane discouraged and didn’t even pack for a sexy evening.…
Read Part 1, Part 2, and Part 3 Since I was not present for the hall pass evening with the hot blonde who he has been dreaming about for months, Mr. D. will be guest writing this column. I was away on business. Getting ready for my big speech in fact, and I get the text that he’s heading to the hotel. It’s “on.” Mr. D. lovingly wrote this account of the evening for me to read on my plane ride home. It was all I could do to not barricade myself in the bathroom to bring myself to orgasm…
I was out with my single girlfriend last night. “Guess what? John broke up with Lisa. I get my fuck buddy back.” That same night I run into Lisa. “The main reason why I am so bummed about breaking up with John is that he was amazing in bed. Now I’m back to my old fuck buddy and he is just not going to compare.” Both ask me separately that night, “How are you doing? What’s up with you?” As a married person I can’t say, “I too had some of the most amazing sex of my life this weekend.”…
After writing about giving Mr. D. a hall pass in a previous blog, I got a question about why breaking our rules was more important than living within them. The question was so great that I felt it deserved its own blog post. Mr. D and I had one big rule left in our lifestyle play—we play together. But after meeting the amazing local couple who had rules very different than ours, we struggled with this rule. The hot blonde played but her husband did not. We had hoped to play with this couple within our rules, but they weren’t…