Swinging in the Suburbs

I am feeling so ultra horny lately.  Monday night I dragged my husband out on a sexual shopping spree.  We first went to The Fantasy House, but their stuff is generally overpriced, so we didn’t buy anything and went to Target instead.  The main purpose of my trip was buying some lube since I had just used up my small bottle.  Hubby had heard good things about Astroglide, so we got a small bottle of that and I also bought some KY Natural Feeling Liquid lube.  I bought a pack of AA batteries for my white butterfly vibrator, which I haven’t  used much since I got my Hitachi Magic Wand, but that I am thinking I would like to take out of hibernation.  (Or what do you call it when a butterfly is in its cocoon??)  After I made my purchases, hubby started filling up with some stuff for himself!  A box of 36 Trojan ultra thin condoms and a Trojan vibrating cock ring!  After all those purchases I had to organize our toy bag and made hubby his own little travel bag with all his little “surprises.”

Right now I am watching Dirty Dancing on cable.  That movie has a way of sparking my sexuality and making me horny.  I’m sure any women reading who came of age in the mid-80s can relate.  The movie was so popular and I remember it being rented for every slumber party I attended for at least a couple of years.  We were all so infatuated with the story and watching Jennifer Grey’s character have her sexuality awakened by her older lover.  It still has the same effect on me today.  I’m not sure if it’s simply an effect of recalling the feelings it gave me in the late 80s or if it is still relevant to my experience today?   Right now it’s at the “She’s Like the Wind” part and I can feel my pussy aching for some intensely emotionally charged sex.   Cause it really was just about the sex for Baby and Johnny, wasn’t it??  I mean it’s not like we think they got married after the movie, do we?

Okay almost to the part where “nobody puts Baby in the corner”, so I gotta run!

I have heard rumor that some swinging couples don’t “kiss” the other couple when they swing.  It seems that kissing is too intimate or romantic or something.  Personally I have NEVER yet met a couple that won’t kiss.  I think it’s absolutely crazy! My first reaction is that these non-kissing swingers have likely watched the movie Pretty Woman one too many times.  In case you don’t know, Pretty Woman is a movie about a prostitute (Julia Roberts) working in Hollywood.  She and her hooker friend Kit have a rule that they DO NOT kiss their Johns.  Julia’s character gets picked up one night by Richard Gere who wants to pay her to be “his” for the entire week.  It makes prostitution look all glamourous and sexy and lucrative.  Anyway, eventually they fall in love and blah, blah, blah!

It’s not that I don’t understand the argument that kissing is too intimate.  I agree that kissing is probably way more intimate than actually fucking someone.   Sex doesn’t have to be intimate.  In fact it can be very impersonal.  Mouth kissing on the other hand is something that demands or perhaps creates some intimacy between partners.  So I agree with those who claim that kissing is more intimate than fucking.

However, I like that feeling of intimacy.  Certainly I am not in the lifestyle to find a new life partner, but I’m also not looking for random, nameless, faceless sex.  I want a connection with my playmate that lasts at least as long as the encounter and preferably longer.  Kissing is one of the things that makes me WANT to have sex with you.  The right kiss can create an intense desire to take things to the next level.  Interestingly, it’s also a way that swingers often say “hello” and “goodbye” and “wow, you’re looking nice tonight.”  For many of the people I meet, kissing may be all that we do; it’s never going beyond that.

This topic is on my mind because we went to a swingers party on Saturday night.  In our state, on-premise sex clubs are pretty much illegal, so we have social events/dances where we meet, dress sexy, flirt, kiss, and dance.  Folks typically then leave the party to play in their hotels.   Saturday night’s event was held in a hotel ballroom and there were probably between one and two hundred people there.   I was feeling way under the weather, as in I probably shouldn’t have even been there.  But I went anyway and just told people I wasn’t kissing that night in order to help avoid spreading my germs all over the place.

It was a little awkward to experience being a non-kisser for the night.  I felt out of place and unconnected to people.  I felt less sexy and less flirtatious.  I realized how much I enjoy kissing and how happy I am that we are a couple who DOES kiss!  Kissing is where it all starts for me.

One guy risked his health and kissed me full on anyway.  While he was kissing, he pulled my hair nice and hard.  SWOON!  Oh my gosh, I REALLY like that!  Then he told me that he that he was really wanting to fuck me that night.  The two of us have been at some of the same house parties, but we haven’t actually had sex yet.  I told him next time for sure!  Anticipation is an awesome thing!

In a little less than nine hours, I will be meeting with a brand new playmate at his house for a morning playdate.  I am pretty excited and a little nervous too.  This guy is very quiet and a little rough around the edges and yet I can tell that he will be super concerned about making sure I have a good time and am well taken care of.

He and I first met a few months ago when we found each other’s profiles on Lifestyle Lounge.   We considered meeting for a booty call at that time, but I was a little aprehensive.  I’m not as much of a booty girl think as I think I am sometimes.  LOL

A little while after that, we ended up meeting each other in person when a mutual friend invited my husband and I to meet her and “some friends” for some drinks and dancing.  The mutual friend gave me a little insight about how much she enjoys MrBadBoy’s company.  He and I kissed each other good night and it was pretty intense. I have a feeling he knows how to be a little rough and naughty with me and I can’t wait. It can be a little scary to play with someone who might enjoy rough play as much as I do because you have to really trust that this guy will respect your boundaries.  I feel really good about this one though.  I would never agree to go to a guy’s house unless I was pretty sure about his intentions and respect level.

Check back later for all the naughty details!

This story needs a little background.

There is a weekly swingers event in the Twin Cities that used to meet in a neighborhood bar very close to our house. The bar is very small and other than our lifestyle group, there would typically be a handful of regulars in there as well. After several weeks, the regulars began to figure out exactly the nature of our group’s “mutual” interest. One of the regulars is a woman who also works as a cashier at the grocery store we go to.

Hubby went grocery shopping tonight and this woman was working his checkout lane. She greeted him by name and asked him how he’s been. It caught hubby off guard a bit because we’ve never actually talked to this woman other than the regular chit-chat you might have with your grocery cashier. Not sure how she knew his name, but whatever. Then she says, “You don’t go down to the bar with your group anymore?” Hubby took the comment in stride and explained that the group was now meeting at a different bar.

She continued to ring up the groceries and asked my hubby if he wanted her to ring in the ice-cream. (It was still in the cart.) He explained that he was shopping with a budget, so he was going to actually skip the ice-cream today. Instead, the cashier just waved the ice cream through and didn’t charge him for it!!

Nice!! Not only do we get to have sex with other people, we also get FREE ice cream!