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Cori strode naked through the club and took her seat at the bar. Picking up her glass, she looked at her husband with a smile. “lost again?” he asked. “depends on how you look at it,” she replied after a sip of her drink. “i’m naked, but his cock is hard enough to use as a pool cue.” Dan laughed as his wife shook her long blonde hair from her shoulder. “you always lose your clothes. You never could shoot pool and you know it.” “true,” she replied. “but you never know. One day i’ll find...
My Mother and the Swing I woke up this morning cuddled in to my mother with my face stuck in her tits. Her babydoll is only fastened with a bow at the top and her tit had found it way out, hanging towards the bed. My mother had her arm around my head, cuddling me on to it and I began to suck her nipple. She must of liked me sucking it as her breathing became long and deep, I felt her other hand push down between us feeling for my cock. She turned on to her side to get a better feel of my cock...
My Mother and the Swing I woke up this morning cuddled in to my mother with my face stuck in her tits. Her babydoll is only fastened with a bow at the top and her tit had found it way out, hanging towards the bed. My mother had her arm around my head, cuddling me on to it and I began to suck her nipple. She must of liked me sucking it as her breathing became long and deep, I felt her other hand push down between us feeling for my cock. She turned on to her side to get a better feel of my cock...
My Mother and sister on the SwingI’ve been living at my mothers house over a week now and we are like newly weds fucking each other when we want, she says she has never had as much sex in one week, in her whole life. When she is working, she keeps showing me clips or photos off the internet of new things to try. Today she wants the rest of her fanny shaven smooth, we put the swing in to her bedroom yesterday with two big mirrors over the dressing table. We are now up in the bedroom and she has...
I want to share a short story about a sexual encounter I had with Annie many years ago. Annie was 38 years old woman with an enormous sexual appetite. I was 19, full of energy and very willing to learn from an older woman. She was an incredibly good teacher too. I learned quickly because she loved to coach me as I performed for her. We had many sexual encounters over our two-year affair, but this story is indelibly etched in my mind. The story goes like this:I went over the Annie's house one...
*Disclaimer: Any persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. **Explanation of symbols. ‘<,<,<,<,’ Signifies going back in time. ‘>,>,>,>,’ Signifies a return to present time. ***There is absolutely no sex in this story, it is a story about a girl that grew up loving a wonderful young man. * Chapter 1 The old tree still stood, tall and strong. From a thick branch hung an old rope. It dangled twenty feet down. At the end of the rope was a...
Maureen were never dull. My relationship, my invitation into their lives lasted over two years until that fateful day Kevin received orders that would take them east of the Mississippi once again. Two or three times a month I would spend a Friday or Saturday evening at their condo the next block over. My invitations came whenever Kevin was completely off duty for the weekend. Luckily he was stationed aboard a ship that was never assigned to fleet duty. And thats about as much as I should say...
~~Julias~~ “Tonight, you’re going to communicate with a rat.” “Delightful.” Julias smirked down at his childe, and gave him a pat on the head, the sort he knew would infuriate his friend. “Don’t like rats?” “I think rats raised by humans are awesome creatures. Rats who grew up in a sewer? Not so much.” The two of them stepped out of the car, and Julias waved the driver off before turning to walk toward North Side. Dolareido was a city, a very large city, and that meant crows,...
Swing Park EncounterMet Andrea in the swing park purely by chance, remembered her from the same year of school and always liked her, her figure is so enticing you couldn’t help but stare at her. Plus she liked people looking at her as I recall. Now we’re 26 years old and a bit wiser. I’m coming from the road and she’s making her way out towards me, her big chest, sexily bouncing and swinging from side to side and her hips swaying in a short pink skirt. Man even now she’s such a stunner.“Hey!...
We were talking about how we needed more adventure and how hard it was in our bedroom. So I set up the garage with a swing for you. I fastened two chains from the rafters to a seat similar to a double swing seats. Two broad leather straps, one for you lower back and the other for your thighs. I rigged it up with an electric hoist for easy sitting in it and lifting. The wide seat straps are adjustable for the angle as well as an additional strap to support your upper back and keep you steady....
Based on Femur's AF 45 A NEW WAY TO SWING By Eric Part 1 Old friends and lovers Ellen 'Foxy' Adams and 'Beau' Randy Latour had very comfortable and secure lives. Even luxurious ones. But they didn't want secure and comfortable lives they wanted to swing! Comfortable and secure lives were for squares. After all this was the swinging sixties. Unfortunately for them their respective mates were conventual squares. Why had they married them? Well even though Ellen's husband...
1st Swing Club ExperienceFor many years I had wondered what this thing called swinging was like. I loved sex. You could say I was a sexual addict. But to consider having sex in front of others, possibly in group situations? I didn't know if I could do this.I was not built like Brad Pitt, Harrison Ford, Sean Connery. More like Brian Dennehy. I was 6'4", 270, and not in the midst of my youth any more. Being of average build, would I be accepted? Whenever I read those swing ad publications, all...
First TimeThe Magic Swing Set Copyright 2007 by Heather Rose Brown =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= The chains jangled and groaned as Mark slumped into the plastic seat next to me. I dug my heels into the soft sand to stop my swinging and looked at my friend. "Hey, I didn't see ya trick-or-treating last night." Mark stared at the ground and started making spiral designs with his toes. "I kinda chickened out." With the setting sun right behind him, it was hard to read his expression, but the ache in...
~~Jack~~ Waking up beside Antoinette was a good way to start the night, normally. Waking up next to the beautiful seductress should have been the best thing ever, like usual. Not this night. He sat up, as did she, and the two of them looked at each other for a little while before she nodded, and got dressed. A perfect opportunity to watch the busty demoness move around naked, normally. He didn’t watch. Couldn’t get into the mood, couldn’t find himself wanting to do anything, except check...
SWING COUPLE by Joe BlowAfter 10 years of married life, my wife and I decided we wanted to explore the swing scene and maybe do some swapping with couples that were similar to us. My wife Nicole is a 30 year old Italian with a little Mexican mixed in she has a round curvy ass, soft full lips and nice big round tits, no silicone here. Here skin is olive and soft & smooth.I?m a 42 year old professional. I?m 5?9? and about 175, I consider my size and looks to be about average. I knew there...
This is a true account of my second trip to the swingers club. There are a couple of pictures that came out like shit and a short video that is too dark to see anything but you can hear me moaning and sucking dick. I’ll post those even though they are disappointing.*********************************************************************I rushed home after work, showered and grabbed my outfit. I wore a black mini-skirt, a sheer black blouse, and red 4” heels. I was told not to wear a bra so my...
First Swing Turns BiBy Eve Curtis This is a true story of our, actually my husband’s first bisexual swing experience. My husband and I had never done any swinging before but had talked about it many times. It was just kind of a fantasy thing that we shared. Then through a friend of ours, we were invited to what was billed as a swing party although it turned out to be more like an orgy.The party started out mildly enough. Val, our host lived in a fairly large home in the hills above the Sunset...
~~Julias~~ “The Carthians are rebels without a cause. They don’t do well taking orders from the older covenants, and work to try and establish more modern forms of government.” Julias paced back and forth in his kitchen, glass of red in his hand and his childe at the counter. “They don’t sound bad,” the boy said. “They’re not ‘bad,’ but they’d tear down generations of structure, of heritage, of rules and dynasties just because it doesn’t have the flash of a modern government.” He gave a...
~~Jack~~ Jack’s eyes went wide. Half of Viktor’s head was gone, just gone. The bloody gibs of brain matter and bone turned into tiny fires that faded into ash and embers before they even hit the ground. “Shit! Shit shit, what-” Julias put a hand against Jack’s mouth, and pushed him back against the wall. “Sniper, down the path.” Jack reached up and pulled his sire’s hand down. “What about Viktor!? The fuck are we supposed to do now?” Just as he was about to start ranting, his jaw dropped...
~~Antoinette~~ “Oh god oh god oh god.” Jack, trembling and ready to sweat — though thankfully unable without the blush of life — looked out over the crowd. The two of them were in Bloodlust, one of her fonder establishments to enjoy. The pulsing music, and the dark red lightning with the occasional white light strobe made for a combination of sinister, sexual, and theatrical visual stimuli. Everyone in Bloodlust felt as if they were partaking in a movie. Everyone except her poor little...
~~Beatrice~ Part of her wanted to sneak up on Julias, try and catch him by surprise, see if her scant twenty years could get past the man’s eyes. Have fun! Play with him, like old times. But, these weren’t old times, and her sneaking into his mansion, or trying to at least, was a bad idea. He probably had lookouts about, snipers, and they’d shoot first if they saw suspicious rustling in bushes. So the front door it was. Knock knock. “Good evening Miss Damor, Miss Denver,” the doorman said....
~~Jack~~ His trip to speak with Azamel had been successful, more or less. Azamel looked worse than ever, but he found her speaking with Sándor, and it seemed like they were coming to some sort of agreement. Not that Jack got to stick around long enough to find out more. Azamel promptly booted him out, saying her arrangements with Sándor were none of his business. It was his business, kinda. It was his job to keep the different species getting along. But he left anyway, a bit thankful for...
As I helped Shauna to her feet, everyone in the room slowly started heading down stairs to the swing room. Jessica and Brian Approached Shauna and I, Jessica was just as much of a cum covered mess that Shauna was. Jessica hugged Shauna.“That was crazy girl, you are completely covered” she said, wiping some of the cum off Shaunas shoulder and back. “That was so fucking hot”, replied Shauna, wiping the cum off Jessicas breast.”Damn you have a nice pussy”, replied Brian, patting Shaunas ass. “Wait...
~~Antoinette~~ From the meeting room of her great glass tower in Elysium, Antoinette stood in front of the window-wall, and watched the city burn. Far off in the distance, the night sky had turned slightly orange with the light of flame, as the large fire of the North Side’s warehouse district spread. Sirens filled the air, and flashing lights of firetrucks and other emergency vehicles zipped by. “It burns,” she said. “Quite the sight.” Jacob stood beside her. The old Nosferatu was...
~~One week later.~~ ~~Jack~~ “Twenty million.” “Fifty million.” “Twenty million.” “I’m sorry. Is there an echo in here?” The sly brute adjusted his gloves, even as he put his feet up on the table. A pistol rested in his chest strap, mirrored by the four thugs who stood behind him. Thugs in suits. “I know what the merchandise is worth, and it’s not worth fifty,” Jack said. He was standing, with his arms folded across his chest and a surly look on his face. It was all part of the game, of...
~~Jack~~ Back at the burned apartment building, alone this time, and using his free time as well. Course, Invictus didn’t exactly mandate hours, but you were expected to work a certain amount. Work above that, accomplish things, and you moved up in rank and social standing; which was like gold in the Invictus. And he wanted to figure this out, who burned down this building, who killed Barry. He stood atop the ceiling of a neighboring building. The sun had just set, and he only had a couple...
~~Julias~~ Everything had fallen apart in a matter of seconds. When it was just the six hunters, he and his childe could have handled the situation easily. Even Angela, for all her absurd might and endurance, was only human. Six humans? He could have handled this himself. Having to work quickly, break through Angela’s defenses, deal with a magical barrier, and save Samantha, threw a wrench into what would have otherwise been simple. Unless the hunters managed to nail him with a shotgun or...
~~Beatrice~~ “It this ... everyone?” Sighing, Jack nodded, crouched low on the roof of Robina’s. “Clara’s not here yet, but yea, h this is everyone. If any of the hunters escape into a nightmare, Azamel will send Fiona to help us on that end. You know, assuming she can find us.” Beatrice started counting. Six vampires, one werewolf, and one monster; potentially two monsters, if they had to fight in the nightmare. That was not nearly as many people as Triss was hoping for. And, for some...
Steve called me at three that afternoon. “John,” he said, “Lucy and I are going to a swing party tonight. Would you like to join us?” I’ve always loved the big bands, both the original sound like Duke Ellington and the 90s revival of swing. So needless to say, I agreed to it. “The only thing is that they tend not to let single men into the hall, but I asked them and they’re going to bend the rule for you.” Why the hell would they not let single men to see a band play? I wondered. But rules were...
Group SexDear D, do you remember the night we had together?,At first you were reluctant. We met, it was strange after so many messages on Facebook. I was pleased to meet you, I confirmed that I liked you, and I think that you also liked me. You were sweet and smiled a lot. But then you were a bit tired, you were thinking of going home. You said that you were not dressed to go to a nightclub, and it was true, but I explained that this nightclub was diferente, you only needed lingerie. You were timid and...
~~Beatrice~~ Following the Invictus right hands was hard enough, but now she had to follow three. Shadowing Julias was easy. Like a typical Ventrue, he was useless on his own. His power was in creating and controlling armies. But damn he looked good in a suit. Those broad shoulders, the combed back mafia hair, even the damn tie. It was a good thing she wasn’t using the blush of life, or she’d be rubbing her thighs together already. Fuck, the stupid knight made her feel like a cat in...
~~Beatrice~~ She had to get something to eat first, then she’d show Julias. She’d show up and beat the undead shit out of that piece of shit, stupid shit fuck. Eat first though, definitely. She was drained and tired from shadowing the trio, and there was no way she was going to confront big bad ancillae Julias without a stomach full of blood. She’d tried feeding on some people gently lately, using the darkness and her strength to her advantage. It had worked well enough, and she’d had more...
~~Julias~~ A taxi would not do, not for this. Perhaps it was too ridiculous, too absurd, or just too over-the-top, but Julias took great delight in the magnificent limousine they were in. Other Kindred would arrive in their usual ways, but the Prince expected a certain level of presentation for her ball, and Julias got that. There was something beautifully innocent in the mindless indulgence of expensive vice, jewelry, and wearing someone on your arm. Jack was in the limousine with him,...
~~Natasha~~ She stood there in front of Sándor, frowning, arms folded across her chest, and chewed on the inside of her cheek. Antoinette stood beside her. A thrall was busy cleaning of the prisoner’s body; it was a human body after all, and it did things human bodies did. Pooping, peeing, all the nasty realities of trying to keep a dangerous person prisoner. The horror stories prisoners of war shared were never fun reads. “Still unresponsive,” Antoinette said, sighing. “The mark on his...
~~Jack~~ Her. It was her. No doubt about it. As if someone popped a balloon in his face, snapping out of his memory to the present was loud and painful. That was Susanna’s childe, and Jack’s great grandsire. “In the name of peace,” Antoinette continued, “these three hunters were invited to the ball to be shown that Dolareido, my city, is not as devolved as other cities with a Kindred presence. We are better than our baser desires.” She adopted an evil smile, and looked back to the hunters....
The craigslist post read: Bi-sexual Swing Parties Every Monday and Thursday 11:00 am to 3 PM and Saturday’s 1 pm to 5 pm. No Alcohol allowed, food and sodas provided, towels, lube & condoms provided. Men will strip upon entering (can wear towel); women will strip or be in lingerie. Anything goes (with consent) inside house, no sex outside house or in pool or hot tub, nude sunbathing allowed “No” means “No” will be strictly enforced! $20.00 donation for couples $20.00 donation for...
Standing in the palatial entrance hall of the City of London bank of which he is chairman, Sir Henry Northrop consults his half-hunter pocket watch, which he has extracted from his waistcoat by its gold chain. It shows 5.18pm. The monthly board meeting has finished later than predicted, somewhat incommoding the tycoon. Sir Henry's next train back to rural Buckinghamshire is not until 6.50pm, leaving him with just over an hour-and-a-half to kill."Will you get me a taxi please, Scrubbings?" He...
Straight SexThe craigslist post read:Bi-sexual Swing PartiesEvery Monday and Thursday 11:00 am to 3 PM and Saturday's 1 pm to 5 pm.No Alcohol allowed, food and sodas provided, towels, lube & condoms provided.Men will strip upon entering (can wear towel); women will strip or be in lingerie.Anything goes (with consent) inside house, no sex outside house or in pool or hot tub, nude sunbathing allowed"No" means "No" will be strictly enforced!$20.00 donation for couples$20.00 donation for single menSingle...
I got a call from Mark asking if I would be alright with him seeing my wife tonight. “Of course not,” I replied. He told me of the new sex swing he bought and just installed.“When I was putting the thing together I couldn’t stop thinking about ‘XXXX’ inside it, spread eagle, and totally open,’ Mark stated with enthusiasm. I couldn’t blame him; I’d love the sight too, not of her spread eagle for me, but rather Mark or some other well gifted man.“Have you called her?” I asked.“Yeah, but I got...
I am sexy looking, 34, with enhanced 34ee breasts, long waist length blonde hair and a good figure. I am from South America, on my second marriage to a pervert English guy.I love my hubby but he is a pervert. He is 61, and we married 6 years ago after knowing each other for 4 years. We met in London, I liked his sense of humour, we had a few dates and we fell in love. He gets off on getting me to dress real slutty, taking pics of me, and going out places where friends wont spot us, as I will...
Some people say that the past is the past – let it go. But there are some things in my past that I can’t forget. As soon as they start to get buried my mind brings them back to the front and I remember. It can go one of two ways after that: either I forget, just as quickly, or I start to ponder on all of those ‘what if’s?’These events are over fifteen years ago and my time with a relatively new girlfriend was one of those times that I keep going back to. They were special times and I instantly...
SwingersWe all own homes with spacious patios, beautiful pools, and big outdoor kitchens, so we decided to have all our swinger parties poolside, and to rotate among all four homes every 2 weeks, or so. And living in Florida, we could have our pool parties virtually year round. So, over the past four years each couple has hosted multiple parties. All these parties are fun, filled with lots of laughing, drinking and crazy sex …. and the one Stan and I hosted last week was no different. As usual, we...
~~Jack~~ It only took a small nod to the bouncer for Jack to get in. Just a week ago, he wouldn’t have dared dream of it, but Invictus connections were endless – larger than just Xnomina - so now here he was, stepping into throbbing music and pulsing lights. The air smelled of sweat, body’s grinding against each other with the beat, and enough skin was exposed to make his heart race. Or at least, it would have if it still beat; the fact it didn’t never stopped unsettling him. Everything was...
~~Beatrice~~ Climbing down into the cavern was getting easier. But no matter how good she was getting at it, if the clouds decided to cover the night sky, the obsidian shadow below her was an easy way to get some broken, mangled limbs. God damn the canyon was a bitch, with no good footing anywhere, and enough jagged rocks to kill any kine who fell down, guaranteed. But she was familiar with it now, knew where the good rocks for grabbing were, knew where to put her weight into a crevice to...
~~Jack~~ Getting taken back to the real world was a curse and a blessing. Everything, everywhere, was teasing him with answers he couldn’t get to. What was the Ritual of Faces? Black Blood and the red wraiths, what did they have to do with the ritual, how were the hunters doing it, why were hunters and spirits working together, what did the red wraiths mean when they mentioned ‘who the monster speaks with ... the trail to their goal.’ Azamel? Were they talking about Azamel? If they were, how...
~~Jack~~ “Oh my god,” Jack said. “Oh ... dear Lord,” Damien said. “Now arriving, Mister Jack Terry, of the Invictus, and champion this evening. With him, Mister Damien Burksen, of the ... Lancea et Sanctum, and champion’s guard,” the ghoul in the tuxedo beside them called out. The crowd turned to them, clapped for a few moments, nodded their hands, and resumed socializing. Somewhere along the line, Antoinette’s invite to the ball, which had included a ‘some skin but not too much’ message,...
~~Jack~~ “So you let Tilly go?” Elaine asked, chuckling as she stepped in past the door. They were in his mansion, and Mulder and Scully sat on his shoulders, eying the much, much older vampire. Idly, Jack noticed that neither of the birds crapped anymore. They’d always been smart enough to not do that in the mansion, but apparently it wouldn’t have mattered anyway. “How do you know that?” “Do you think I came to this city alone? I have eyes and ears everywhere.” He eyed her. She...
~~Beatrice~~ The war was over. Jacob laughed when he told her that. Told her it was temporary, because the Carthians and the Invictus and ‘Churchies’ always eventually got in each other’s face and business. Tale as old as time, he said. But either way, for the moment, there was a truce, and that meant people could breathe easy; dumb metaphor considering vampires. Triss and Jen were at the cave when Sam showed up, and she smiled and waved at them before she slipped into Jacob’s alcove. They...
She is quite the mysterious type, always has been. Always sneaking off to explore the unknown. One summers day, we both ventured into the woods a few miles off from our homes. We came upon a tree with a rope and tire crafted swing attached to it. Samantha loved when I would push her on the swing. When we got tired, we would rest beneath the tree and talk for hours. We did this every day until the sun would set. In the setting sun, Samantha had the most beautiful way about her. I couldn't...
This following story is a true account of events that took place in March of 2004. My lovely wife, Sela, had only recently started playing with Cal, a male co-worker of mine, when he had to go away for a few weeks. Cal had really started her juices flowing after a long hiatus from swinging and her libido was really fired up. I was happy with the beginnings of our latest adventure in which Cal would fuck my hot-wife at our work while I either watched or waited in another office. A day or so...
Naked David's True Story True stories are always more exciting for me than fantasies...I'm not sure why. Even when reading the wildest , most imaginative and perverted tales, I love to think that maybe at the bottom there is just a grain of truth. So it is with excitement as well as reluctance that I share with you the perverted and tragic true story of young David. As many of you know, my real profession, writing being an avocation, is theatre. I am an actor and stage director, and...
There is a 25 acre strip of land that was owned by the late Mr Andrew Smith who left it to his son Mr Ryan Smith who is 23 years of age, In this land was Green fields and wooded areas, a lake and a ten bedrooms, three bathrooms, one wet room and two great living rooms and finely the kitchen. When Ryan's farther died and left him all of this after having money and everything he wanted to buy material wise he began to get bored and have nothing to fulfill his time with excitement. So after 6...
All characters in this story are 18 years of age or older. * Eighteen-year-old Allison Katz closed her eyes and blew the last run of Artie Shaw’s Etude No. 3. The hard tip of the clarinet curved warmly in her mouth. She sucked off a drop of saliva and pulled the instrument away from her lips. Ah! It was her senior year in high school. Only music had brought her moments of bliss. The final bell had rung forty-five minutes ago. Mr. Olaffsen didn’t mind if Allison stayed late in the music room...
My First Visit at a Swing Club: Part 1 - IntroductionDuring one of our holidays the things we did was visiting a swing club, only a few km's away from the naked resort in Croatia where I had my first experience in “running around without textile all day”... One day I saw the board with that name along the road when we passed it while riding bike.My boyfriend told me it was a swing club but he honestly needed to explain me what it was coz I never heard of it. When he told me in short that...
A beautiful girl sitting in a swing moving to and fro and staring at you while you are sitting in front of her can have a very disconcerting effect on you. Each time she swings closer to you the anticipation raises and each time she swings away from you are waiting for her to come back. Now this was what my sister–in-law was doing exactly. She was swinging in the swing, which was in the center of the living room, and I was sitting in the sofa with a pretension of reading a novel, on a lazy...
Adventures of Tami: Halloween Story We All Have a Halloween Story, and I do, too. Starring L & Tami by Tami, L's gurl These stories are based on real events. Some dramatization has been added, but otherwise, this shit is really happening. It's been a number of Monday Night's, now. Tami is the proud owner of her first pair of High Heels and Costume Wig. The heels ?.they give me shivers. They are black suede ankle boots with four inch spikes. We were out looking ...
This story is an allegory of a real life relationship that developed in my life. It helped me cope with disappointment, and to perhaps be better able to accept the reality that had crashed upon my infatuated fantasy. I cope with the friendship better now, having decided that staying a part of her life is better than nothing, yet there are times when the attraction is still magnetic. I’m sure there are many of you out there who have experienced such a thing and perhaps this will give you a...
~~Julias~~ A sleeping Kindred is not really sleeping. Instead, they are nearly in torpor, an undead coma. When the sun disappears, they wake in an almost jarring pulse of energy from their dead body jamming vitae through their limbs. Older Kindred, like Julias, had long learned to rise with awareness and efficiency. Younger Kindred like Beatrice rose with a startle, as if someone had injected adrenaline straight into their heart. They had fallen asleep together on his couch when dawn...