wife-swapping
We came into swinging after many nights whispering filth into each other's ear about other men and women, about double-penetration, and about the ultimate humiliation (in my mind): me watching him fuck another woman (as opposed to joining in!). And the more we talked about it, the more I wanted it. All of it.
I must confess, my idea of swinging before this was not what the reality turned out to be. Thanks to a porn film I watched way_back_when, my idea of swinging was hairy old hippies throwing their car keys into a fruit bowl to decide who would swap wives with who. Unsurprisingly, this never appealed to me.
But having decided we wanted some big bedroom adventures, I set upon Google, which informed me that there loads of swinging sites, full of swingers who were having threesomes, foursomes, moresomes, and all the rest of it. There were bisexual women, and bisexual men, and hardly any hippies at all. And certainly no fruit bowls (that I've seen anyway).
Unsurprisingly, this did appeal to me. And the more I read, the more I talked to people, the more I realised this was exactly where I should be. Truth be told, I was already swinging long before I realised what it was. Ok, so I hadn't had the double-penetration (yet), but I have always been very "open-minded" about my sex-life. I've had girlfriends who had boyfriends, I've had boyfriends who were someone else's husband, and if only I'd known then what I was starting to know now, maybe I wouldn't have sometimes felt like such an outsider.
Still waiting for the fantasies to come true though...
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