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Chapter Three

Swinging Notes &Information

Kinky & Perverted

Kinkiness is in the eye of the beholder. What might be considered kinky for one person could be thought of as normal s****l activity for another. Even the distinction between kinky and perverted is not a hard and fast rule.

I heard once, a definition for the difference between kinky and perverted. If you use a feather during s*x it is kinky, but it is perverted if you use the whole chicken. I do not think it matters much what others may think. If you and your partner are comfortable, are enjoying your fun, not affecting someone else, then it is no one else’s business. What you and your partner enjoy behind closed doors is up to you.

In a swingers situation with others nearby it is a little different. If there is a doubt, watch what others are doing. Regular licking, sucking, and f*****g are always in style. Use common sense…you will be fine, but to be on the safe side, don’t bring your favorite chicken into the group playroom.

Rich & Renee

We first met Rich by an instant message he sent us on the computer. He lived in Hollywood but was in San Francisco often for work. The most interesting thing about Rich and Renee is that they were the same person. Alison and I have not been into cross dressers or transsexuals, but this guy was so nice looking, intelligent, and seemed completely normal.

We chatted with him a few times online; he told us he was an attorney. He also told us he felt he was a girl trapped in a man’s body. He wanted to have a woman’s body. (I sympathized with him; I am a man trapped in a man’s body, also wanting women’s bodies.) Other than that, he sounded normal and had a good sense of humor. We agreed to meet him for a drink a couple weeks later. We were planning to visit our friends in Oakland; he was going to be in that area at the same time.

We met at a bar for a drink. He was a handsome man, well over six feet tall. He told us about Renee, his other self. He was already taking hormones to make changes in his body. He was planning to eventually have the surgery necessary to finish his transition to Renee. He was also in a training program to become a nurse. This was heavy-duty stuff, but after all our years in emergency services and our trips to wild clubs in San Francisco, not much shocked us.

We kept in touch and agreed to meet him on another one of his trips. We also wanted to meet Renee. On his next visit, we met Rich for dinner. After dinner, the three of us went to our hotel room. He had brought Renee’s outfit and the stuff she would need for the evening of bar hopping. He became Renee right before our eyes. She was not passable but was reasonably presentable. Rich did not put in fake breasts, but he did have a little clip, making his own n*****s stick out and show under the dress. She had a slinky, cocktail dress, make up, jewelry, and a long brunette wig. With her high heels, Renee was over six-eight. She could not pass under a normal door opening without squatting a little. She grabbed her purse, and we headed out for an interesting evening.

Renee took us to two transvestite/transsexual bars. The first was a bar with a few obvious cross dressers like Renee here and there. The second was a place with many couples and beautiful women. There was dancing and the usual flirting. Renee told us Alison was the only real female in the place. All the beautiful women were really men.

We have met very few people in the Lifestyle, who were into cross-dressing. It is not normally seen at swing clubs or any of the swinger events where we have participated (other than the places in San Francisco). Judging from the beautiful women at the club in San Francisco, we did not have any idea who had a p***y or not.

Condoms

Condoms have been around for a long time. They were an important item for birth control prior to birth control pills. They also were used for the control of STDs (Sexually Transmitted Diseases). Condoms did not see a surge in use in the Lifestyle until the AIDs and HIV issues became prevalent and threatening.

When we began in the Lifestyle, we were not swapping partners. Condoms were not an issue for us. At swing clubs we frequented we did not see condoms used. It was a time of birth control pills. The diseases one might get were all treatable with antibiotics. People did not worry about catching a life threatening disease.

This was still the case when we began swapping partners. We were having intercourse with friends and occasionally with strangers. It was an exciting time. I remember once with close friends, Van was f*****g my wife and shot a load of c*m into her p***y. It was exciting watching them. When he finished I moved in between her legs, put my c**k into her dripping p***y, and f****d her with his c*m inside her. In our pre-condom days, these kinds of kinky behavior were not necessarily commonplace but did occur.

When AIDs became a problem and was in the news often, we reevaluated our use of condoms. We as well as other people living in Northern California were more nervous about the disease than other parts of the country.

I generally leave out putting on a condom from the many stories in this writing. In some adventures, I did use a condom and in others, I did not. I only mention a condom if it was an important element of the story, as it was for our closest friends and us one naughty afternoon.

Lee, Tracy Ann, Don, Mary, & Female Condoms

When we began using condoms, we talked with many of our friends about what they did. One of our closest friends at the time was Lee and Tracy Ann. They are the ones who introduced us to using female condoms. We had seen the TV ads and heard of female condoms, but they did not seem like they would work very well. Once on a houseboat trip, someone brought one. Alison put it in her p***y, but we were all laughing so much, none of the guys could get hard.

This was different, Lee and Tracy Ann were close friends; they had used them many times. She had a problem of vaginal bleeding in the past; she never knew when it was going to start. They found using a female condom solved that problem. The female condom eliminated the hard-on loss issue of the guy having to put on a normal condom.

As an experiment, we decided to have a female condom party. We also invited Don and Mary, our other close friends. We had a few cocktails to start the party. When we were all relaxed and feeling fine, Lee got out the box of female condoms…one for each girl.

It was all somewhat clinical as the three girls inserted and adjusted the things. They got on the big bed, on their backs, side by side. The guys were all hard. We each picked a p***y and slid our c***s in. It was not as good as a bare p***y, but it was better than having to put a regular condom on your d**k.

We f****d for a while with a few giggles and silly jokes. It was not bad. Someone said change partners. The three guys pulled their c***s out and rotated to the next p***y. The girls left the female condom in for the next guy. With male condoms, we would usually put on a new one for a new partner. The female condoms were better in that respect. Depending on how the little ring of the condom hit the girl’s c**t, it could give them a little extra stimulation also. Each of the guys went down the line and f****d all three girls. We did not think the female condom had much of a future, but in our little party, we had an interesting time with them.

It had been an erotic afternoon, taking turns f*****g the three girls. As the playing winded down, the female condoms were discarded. Tracy Ann and I ended up on the floor. She was on her back gently rubbing her p***y with a finger of her right hand. I was on my knees on her left side. She was touching my c**k and balls with her left hand while she m*********d her p***y. Then she lowered her left hand between my legs and touched my asshole.

I moved my right hand to my c**k to pick up from where she had been stroking. I got some lube from my c**k. I put a little on the fingers of her left hand, touching my ass. She slid a finger into my asshole. Stroking my c**k and having her finger in my butt almost put me to the point of no return. I eased up on my c**k to slow the inevitable.

I got some lube on the fingers of my left hand and moved my left hand to under her ass. I spread the lube on her asshole. She knew what was coming next, and I did not disappoint her. I slid a finger into her ass. We were looking right at each other, with full eye contact. We each had a finger up the ass of the other, and we were each m**********g ourselves for the other to watch.

I would have loved for this to continue a long, long time. My c**k and her p***y were in such a high state of arousal, we only lasted a minute or two. I shot my c*m for her to see as she rubbed her p***y to climax. We could each feel the other come by the contractions on our fingers inside each other’s asses.

Anal Sex

There is a surprising amount of anal s*x in this writing. It is more common than one might expect. I have found a high percentage of women enjoy their assholes being touched, while a large number of those like a finger in there. There are women who love their asses played with. Many of those like a tongue licking it. Few outright tell you they like it back there. I usually take it slow, hint with a finger or my tongue, but do not actually touch it right off. If she gives any indication she likes it, I will get a little bolder and maybe brush a finger across it to see what she does. I have even just blurted out, “Can I touch your asshole?” Some say yes and some say no thank you, but at least I know if I am headed in the right direction.

My wife tells me it is a tribute to me that my partners are turned on playing with me enough to allow me going back there. They may like their asses played with, but they need to be with a man they like and trust to be able to relax and let it happen. You will find many stories about anal s*x in this book. I wanted to include stories I thought were special. Anal s*x with a willing partner is always special.

I have found many of the women I have played with like to be butt f****d. Maybe because it is so intimate f*****g a girl in the ass, but I really like to slide my c**k into a girl’s rear hole. Also surprising is the number of women who prefer anal s*x to being f****d in the p***y. Many enjoy it as much. I have been fortunate to be around women who like a c**k up their asses. I have done my best to provide the c**k whenever I could. Who am I, to deny these women this simple pleasure?

Julie & George

We met George and Julie through Greg and Clair. Both couples lived in the Bay area. They came up to our nudist resort from time to time. We became close friends. I helped them when they did a room addition, and they returned the favor helping me with a wiring job for a friend. It was on one of the times when Julie came without George to work the day helping wire a house. She was going to spend the night, and I was looking forward to a MFF threesome that evening, of course. (MFF means one Male and two Females.)

After the day’s work, we went to our house to shower, have dinner, and screw. We had only just gotten out of the shower, when we decided to play first and have dinner later.

Because I knew Julie loved to be f****d in the ass, I suggested maybe my wife could help by lubing Julie’s asshole and my c**k. Then she could guide my c**k into Julie’s butt hole. The girls both liked the sound of that a lot. Julie was naked; she got on all four at the edge of the bed. Alison lubed her asshole slowly, enjoying the task very much. I was aroused from watching one girl lube the asshole of the other. Alison lubed my c**k next and guided it right to Julie’s butt hole. I pushed it in. It was very hot, with my wife watching my c**k slide in and out of another woman’s ass.

Alison was so turned on watching, she wanted to be butt f****d herself. We do not have anal s*x often because my c**k is on the thick side, and her asshole is modest in size. Today she was horny for a c**k in her back door. We swapped positions, and Julie did all the prep work as Alison had done to her. Again, it was a terrific visual watching Julie lube my wife’s asshole. Julie and I watched my c**k disappear up Alison ass. It was just good back door fun with our lifestyle friends.