I had a very adventurous week last week. More playtime than I’ve had in a while and all different types. My husband is generally the one who helps balance me and make sure that we keep this swinging thing in perspective. I tend to live in extremes – all or nothing. My husband, on the other hand, is very balanced and understands how to keep the many facets of his life in check. Sometimes this manifests itself as me feeling like he is stopping me from having fun or putting restrictions on me. In reality, I think he saves me from myself. Without him, who knows where I would go, where I would be. In any case, he has been very open lately and allowing me to have a little more freedom and frequency. So, it’s been an interesting week.
Last Saturday night, we answered a booty call on Lifestyle Lounge from a single guy whose profile we’ve noticed for a while. His profile is one that doesn’t rely on a lot of photos or text. His booty calls are usually one word. This is a guy who my husband has been wanting to watch me fuck. He thinks that the guy will know how to push my buttons and show me a really good time. And my husband likes to watch me have fun. So, because it sometimes can take a little time to organize the details, I emailed MrOneWordBooty around 10am to see if he was interested. He said he was, so we made plans for meeting at his place around 9:oopm. He gave me the address and I was excited to see what would happen. His profile isn’t one that does a lot for me; meaning I don’t feel instant lust when I view his profile and he’s not one of those must-meet men for me. My husband and I got on the road a little after 8pm and texted my new potential boy toy. He gave me no response. I tried giving him a call. No answer. I left a voicemail and sent another text, letting him know we were on our way. He never returned my call or answered my text. We drove to his place, assuming he would be in contact while we were in transit, but we never heard from him. We were stood up! From what I’ve heard, this is a pretty common occurrence in the lifestyle, but it was a first for us. After a while, we decided to go home and just as I was crawling into bed, MrOneWordBooty texted me that he had a family emergency and was hoping we could try again. I decided to give him the benefit of the doubt, even though I think he probably could have at least texted me to to cancel. I’ve been waiting to hear from him again either via email, text, or phone call, but so far nothing. And at this point, I’m not interested, whether I hear from him or not.
On Wednesday night, my husband and I went to meet our new friend from this post again. I am always a little nervous when I meet a guy for the second time. I’m never sure if he will be as sexy or as fun as I remember. Once I walked in, he was as handsome as I remembered. He is a very clean kind of guy, but not at all in a metrosexual way. His skin is very smooth on his face and entire body. His face is youthful, yet experienced, and he has a strong jawline. His arms are big and strong. And what I especially noticed on Wednesday night was how great he smelled. I don’t know if it was deodorant, soap, or cologne, but I just wanted to inhale him for an extended period of time. Kissing him was so incredibly lustful and that smell just permeated down through my sinuses into my chest and down to my groin where excited my pussy, causing it to twitch and lubricate itself. We talked a little bit about the guy who stood us up on Saturday, and MrFuntoWatch expressed his disbelief that someone would stand me up. We made it to the bedroom much sooner this time than last time. Learning from experience, MrFuntoWatch had an extra layer of protection on his bed to accommodate my gushing orgasmic tendencies. Like last time, he alternated between fucking me and eating me out. We had texted during the week about how he wanted to cum on my tits, so after fucking for quite a while both with me on my back and with him on his, I asked him if he was going to cum on my tits.
That’s when he said the words that just epitomize what I expect from men in the bedroom. He told me that he wasn’t going to do that until he had made sure that my every desire to be sucked and fucked had been fully satisfied. His cock was growing hard in my hand and his invitation to fuck me again couldn’t be declined, so I rode his cock some more. At one point, I was fucking him so hard that his head was pounding the headboard! Intense! Never have I been the one to fuck someone that hard. It was hot. He asked me if I liked his dick in me, and of course, the answer was yes. Finally, I was ready to let him shoot his load on my tits, so I moved to kneel on the floor and he took off his condom and exploded his load all over my tits and nipples. So much fucking fun! And my sexy hubby sat in his chair next to the door watching. The only thing that could have improved the experience is if he would have stroked himself while watching me. Maybe next time!!
So that was Wednesday and you might think I was satisfied and ready for a night off. But the next day at work, Mr TallBaldnHandsome texted me asking me to come over and see him that night. I asked my hubby’s permission and promised that if he gave me the okay to go, I would be “on break” through July 5. I wanted to spend my three day holiday weekend with the family, cleaning house, and just truly relaxing. My hubby gave me the go ahead, so I went to see one of my favorite playmates, who also drives me the most crazy – in both a good way and a bad way. Come back later today or tomorrow and read about my night with MrTallBaldnHandsome.
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