OK, first of all, I just noticed three chat requests. I'm new here but thought I'd let everyone know that I love messages and emails but don't really like chatting. Sorry.I'm retired and have been married forever. I'm an adventurer and always have been. I was a master parachutist, for one of many things, in the military, and a cop for a couple of years before getting a real job.My wife and I have shared a lot of wonderful adventures together in our 42 years. I think she mostly just went along because she loves me but she sure looked like she was enjoying some of the husbands of the couples we swapped with. For me it was mostly the pushing of that envelope that I loved but she sure was sexy to watch. My memories of seeing her are better than my memories of those other wives.All that was with five different couples in the late 70's/early 80's. In the late 90's I began writing erotica and we met, online, several couples that we cybered with. You know, that was just as hot as the swapping. It was through one of those stories that I revealed my bisexuality to my wife.One of the husbands is still a very good friend of mine. He and I haven't met in person but my wife says I should go meet him. I've told her that, if I did, he and I would probably have sex. She just laughs and says that we probably wouldn't have the guts unless we were drinking. And, she knows that I enjoy drinking! LOL!She decided that she didn't want intercourse anymore about two years ago. She seems happy, and almost proud of that decision. I guess there might come a time when I won't miss it. But then, how can you miss something that you don't even really remember anymore?My bisexuality is more about not wanting to cheat. Neither of us consider two husbands playing as cheating. I enjoy writing erotica but I've also written tons of other stuff in different genre's. I even have a few teen novels published.
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I really can't think of anything that I'd want to do that I haven't already done, at least once. But when I look in my bucket now I see one word..., repeats!
Texas Chainsaw Massacre around '65.
It wasn't actually an affair but I did run into a couple that I'd been having MFM threesomes with. It was at the grocery store and they rounded the corner and we made eye contact. Now the other wife simply looked straight ahead but the husband couldn't help but smile. He knew my wife, casually, from work but she didn't recognize him. I don't think she noticed the smile.The funny part was when we were together the next time he kept talking about how nice my wife's breasts are while I was giving him oral! Now that was kinky!
Not at all. I've known for years that more folks than anyone would suspect have wonderful sexual fantasies. It's human nature.I do remember being surprised when we'd discover a couple who we thought were strictly vanilla also were into wife swapping or pushing some limits. And it's simply amazing how many married men are also bisexual.We do all tend to keep our armor on in public but wouldn't it be nice to just wear a name tag that said something like, "I may seem vanilla but I can be very exciting".
I loved Jane Fonda in that one! I'm probably the only veteran who still thinks she's hot!!
Oh, and, I just looked up at your profile picture. I actually did Laugh Out Loud and probably woke my wife. Your 'orgasmatron' looks just like the toy in one of my stories! LOL..., again!
No kidding? Wonderful! Be sure to let us all know when it's done! Oh, and, thanks! :)~
You know, there are 'meet-ups' for all kinds of shared activities. I even joined the Florida Writer's Association a number of years ago after my first teen novel was published and went to the state convention.But what I'd really enjoy would be is to be in a group with other Writers Of Erotica in my area. It'd be interesting to share resources and maybe even meet once in a while, as a safe group, for lunch or drinks.I like near, but not in, The Villages in north-central Florida, anyone near here interested?
I'm certainly past it at 66 so I can say what I thought.I've always felt that 50 began middle age. It was right at 50 that my wife decided to join me in writing erotica and exchanging sexy emails and photos with couples we met through writing that erotica.We only met, in person, one of those couples and nothing physical happened. But the fun and sexual openness of those years made them the very best years of my life. So, hey, I think middle age was wonderful!And now I'd give just about anything if my wife were still like my middle aged wife.
OK, first of all, I don't even like phones for vanilla stuff!But one of my favorite memories of my wife is when I came home from work and she said that she'd actually had an orgasm while talking to a man.We'd met Doug through a swinger's club. He hadn't been there but a couple we'd met at a meet and greet told Doug about us. He had a girlfriend who joined him in partying with couples and we'd gone to her apartment to meet them both. Other than Doug being naked, it was pretty vanilla. His girlfriend was an art teacher at a high school and she was doing a clay stature of Doug.We set a date for the following weekend for them to come to our house and party. They'd sent us polaroid photos, (this was way before the Internet), of them and we reciprocated with nudes of us. He'd gotten them that day and just had to call my wife and thank her. Now I have no idea what was said and how they began the sex talk but I thought it was cool as hell that he got her to cum over the phone.Now we had a 'no intercourse' rule at that time so she never did get to fuck him..., well, that I know of! LOL! I remember his girlfriend asking, several times, if she and I could fuck but I kept to the rules. She sure tasted good though and gave on hell of a great blowjob.We both liked Doug and every time we tried to get together again, his girlfriend (s) would have last minute reasons to cancel. Now Doug was bi and, thinking back, he might have been just hoping that we'd have him over alone. I wish now that I'd realized that back then. I think my wife would have stayed interested in the lifestyle if it had been mostly MFM threesomes.
"I'm ready to invite him over," Jan changed the subject from whether or not they should remodel the kitchen this year, ‘call him before I chicken out." "Sure," Mike had reached for his cellphone and began to text the number that Eric had given him in more than one of the many emails the two men had exchanged, "damn I hope he's free." "Well," Jan smiled that devious little smile that she...
Added 09 Aug 2014 | Category Bisexual
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The customary click of the lamp, the sudden darkness of the room, and the slow adjusting of eyes to be able to see by the faint glow of the bathroom's nightlight changed the conversation from ‘light' to more dark and serious. "Can you believe that Ken went to see Brokeback Mountain?" Carl spoke softly as if not wanting to disturb the house, empty except for him and his wife. "Sure,"...
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It was incredibly hot. If the humidity had been as high as it usually was it would probably be unbearable. There wasn't a hint of a cloud in the sky and nothing to block the sun, which seemed larger than usual. Janet still felt it necessary to be out in the yard, her yard, working. She got pleasure from, not only her yard looking nice, but getting her hands in the soil. She'd gotten...
Added 03 Aug 2014 | Category Toys
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It was later than Mike might usually stay awake but the new friends had kept the conversation both interesting and long. Gina, Greg's cute and funny wife, got up and poured what was left of her melting ice and watered down wine onto the ground by the campfire. "Well," Gina spoke as she sat the empty glass down on the picnic table, "you two seem to be going to talk all night so I'm...
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Day one, set up Gary is the first man I’ve ever thought was handsome. No, that was just my politically correct way of saying, pretty. I guess I will just settle with good-looking. Gary is two years younger than me at sixty-two. He’s probably a few inches shorter than my 6’2” and certainly weighs much less than me. I’d guess that Gary probably doesn’t weigh one hundred sixty pounds. I...
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