My Adult Opinion

My boyfriend and I are swingers and love the swinging scene. We are very attached to each other, but we love the thrill and variety that engaging in sexual acts with other swingers gives us. We enjoy this together - neither of us really wants to leave the other one and go off on their own. Indeed most of our best swinging experiences have been when we have been within eyesight of each other and fully aware of what was happening to the other.

I cannot explain how erotic it is to see my boyfriend having rough sex with another man’s wife while her husband is watching and, while watching his wife, feeling me up. Usually he will be naked and his excitement will be evident as I stroke and caress him to a full erection. Other swingers feel the same thing and it is not uncommon for many of these parties to split into foursomes, rather than couples.

I said strangers, above, but in fact there are rarely strangers involved because we tend to move within a relatively close circle of swingers. This is necessary for various reasons, mainly discretion, personal security and health, so it is always a matter for some excitement when there is a new face and figure available to us.

There was a new couple at the last swinging party we attended, and they were interesting too, not just because they were new faces. They were both of Japanese extraction, though not strictly Japanese having both been born in this country. I have to say that I am most attracted to some asian men, especially Japanese, and this guy was good looking, although much shorter than myself. I couldn’t wait to see what he would be like and I could see that my boyfriend had the hots for his wife, who was an exceptionally good looking Japanese woman and she was tiny too, at about four foot eight inches. Her husband was a second dan black belt in some martial art and amazingly muscular which really got my juices flowing.

My boyfriend was trying to work his charms on the wife, but she seemed hesitant and it became clear to me that she really needed her husbands approval before getting involved. I reasoned that it would be down to me to get the ball rolling, so I moved closer, encouraging him with my smile while letting his hands move where they wanted.

He was overly polite, so I had to make my hands make my needs clearer. I could feel his stiffness inside his trousers and it was a simple matter to free it from confinement. It was smaller than what I am accustomed to and I wondered how his wife would manage with my boyfriend’s monster. I was looking forward to seeing that in action.