It was nearing the end of summer. My new friends, Clay and Barbara Sue, had invited
me over for the weekend. They lived half way across the state from me so when I went to
visit it always included staying over a night.We three were in our 20’s. Clay was a dark
complected man with some Indian blood in his veins. He was 29, around 5′9″ and
probably weighed near 185 pounds. I was 27, 5′10″, and about 150 pounds. I had light
brown to blondish hair and lightly tanned complection. Barbara was 22, a true blonde,
about 5′5″ and maybe 120 pounds. She was light skinned all the way. I had met them a
couple of months sooner and had spent the night with them and experienced my first
threesome. It was a strange thing for me since I had grown up in the country and wasn’t
very forward and knowledgable about these things. I tried it once and thought it was ok
so I decided to go back for more. I was a good looking guy and getting a woman friend
wasn’t a problem for me. But this was something different and I wanted to experience
these new things.
I’ve never been in any couple-swap situations, but this a story about my first time with another woman, and it was also a threesome.
My friend and I would go out dancing once in a while and sometimes we would make out a little bit. This was usually because she knew I’d never been with a girl, so she’d challenge me to kiss her. Also it got the guys at these clubs all hot and bothered. One night we were hanging out with a mutual guy friend, and decided after a few drinks to go back to his place. We consumed a few more drinks, and things got a little interesting. When my friend left the room, my guy friend kissed me. I was very attracted to him so I gladly reciprocated. My friend came back, and we acted like nothing happened. Then my friend kissed me, the guy kissed me, and all of a sudden, it was like there were hands everywhere! I got a little overwhelmed, and backed off. We decided mutually to call it a night, and snuggled up in bed together. My friend was lying next to me, and he was on the other side of her. I was pretty turned on still, and when my friend started touching and kissing me, I decided to go with it. Pretty soon the guy figured out what was going on and joined in. I don’t remember a lot of what happened but I definitely enjoyed it. Hope U like it ))
We met them at poolside at the Halekulani Hotel in Waikiki. Lydia, my lady, had just finished the newspaper and was stretched out on the chaise oilingher body in the sun, I was lying on the float besideher, when Nicole and Frank came up and asked if theycould borrow the TV listing. We
My first swinging experiences were while married to my now ex-husband.
I had gone into the lifestyle feeling beyond bi-curious but definitely not certain about anything. Our first time with another couple had not included anything between myself and the lady, it just kind of worked out that way. Actually, that is how things worked twice more after that. My bisexual urges were getting stronger, the desire was definitely there.
The week following our 3rd experience (3rd couple), the femalecalled and invited me to lunch. She didn’t work, I did. I met her at a Steak and Ale - we had wine with our lunch. By the time I called into work with some excuse about why I wouldn’t be back, we were about to drink the third glass of wine. Two sips into it, she suggested a bubble bath and some champagne at her home might be a pleasant way to spend the afternoon (which was one of those hazy, rainy afternoons made for just such activity). Think that was one of the fastest exits from a restaurant I’d ever done.
Logistics dictated that both cars had to be driven, and following herhome was delicious tingling torture. We actually did manage some time in that bubble bath - but the champagne and ever increasingarousal made us realize we might drown if we didn’t move into the bedroom… <| |>
rtain about anything. Our first time with another couple had not included anything between myself and the lady, it just kind of worked out that way. Actually, that is how things worked twice more after that. My bisexual urges were getting stronger, the desire was definitely there.
Ale - we had wine with our lunch. By the time I called into work with some excuse about why I wouldn’t be back, we were about to drink the third glass of wine. Two sips into it, she suggested a bubble bath and some champagne at her home might be a pleasant way to spend the afternoon (which was one of those hazy, rainy afternoons made for just such activity). Think that was one of the fastest exits from a restaurant I’d ever done.
