My First Threesome

I always knew that I was attracted to both men and women.  Even coming from a small, conservative town it never made me feel odd or uncomfortable.  But my first experiences, starting at around 16, were with men.  So how do you find yourself involved in any group activities at such a young age?  This is how it started with me.

My boyfriend Shane at that time had a lot of older male friends, many of them firefighters or police officers.  He was the "unofficial" photographer for them so he spent a lot of time with them, and so did I.  One afternoon we were at one of his friend's house, just hanging out.  This guy named Brian was probably in his late 20s.  Being in our late teens, my boyfriend and I were always horny.  Brian was in the kitchen for a while, and Shane and I were making out on the couch when Brian walked back in.  We didn't notice him at first so I don't know how long he was watching us.  We had our clothes on, but it was getting pretty heated.

When I happened to open my eyes, I saw Brian watching us over Shane's shoulder.  Knowing that he was just standing there looking turned me on even more.  That was the beginning of my exhibitionistic side.  I became more daring, reaching down to stroke Shane's cock through his jeans.  I'm not sure if Shane just sensed something or what, but he turned his head and saw his friend.  He was just leaning against the door rubbing his own dick through his clothes.  I didn't really give it any conscious thought.  I just stood up and took off my clothes.

The boy and the man looked at me in awe, not because I was model beautiful, but because they were so turned on by the ease with which I transitioned into a fully sexual woman, confident in my own skin.  I looked at Shane, and he shook his head yes so I went over to Brian.  Sliding against him, I moved his hand to my ass, wrapped my arms around his neck, and brought his face down to kiss me.  We just stood there for a while.  None of us was probably sure what was happening.  But it certainly didn't feel wrong, at least not to me.

Things then moved quickly.  While standing with Brian and helping him remove his clothes, I looked back to see Shane getting undressed.  I caressed Brian's chest, his nipples, his ass.  I cupped his balls and wrapped my fist around his cock, feeling how hard he was.  I dropped to my knees and licked his shaft from base to tip, taking him deep into my mouth and sucking.  He let out a groan.  This continued for a while, and when I stood up I turned to see Shane lying on the couch masturbating while watching us. 

While I had had a few one one one encounters with boys, this was the first "older" man I was with.  Holding his cock in my hands, I felt powerful and very turned on.  I felt like I figuratively held all of the power in the room.  I was still young and exploring, with my experience coming from boys my own age who were just so happy to have any type of sex that they didn't really know how to express what they wanted.  This was a man with some experience and was happy to tell and show me how he liked to be touched and licked and stroked and sucked.  I had no idea until that point that I could be so aroused knowing someone was watching me.  And seeing Shane stroking his own cock while watching me made me feel even more seductively powerful and aroused.

By unspoken agreement the three of us moved to the bedroom.  It was the first threesome for all of us, so we didn't know what we were "supposed" to do, just what we wanted to do.  I had no experience with homosexual or bisexual men at this time, but they didn't appear to have any interest in each other at all.  That was probably good because I might have freaked out a little at so many new things at one time.  I just knew that I did feel completely comfortable with the two of them.  We kind of eased our way into it with one man on either side of me licking and sucking my tits.  I just laid there for a while and enjoyed the sensations.  One of them moved down to lick my pussy, but I honestly don't remember which one.

What I do know is that when I next opened my eyes, Brian was between my legs with his cock, looking at Shane for permission.  Slowly at first he started fucking me, and it was wonderful feeling the difference between their cocks and their bodies.  Shane was still a lanky teenager, but Brian had a man's body and the confidence to take what he wanted.  It didn't take long for Brian to come, and right after he pulled out Shane slid in.  I had already come once and, between my juices and Brian's, I was dripping.  Apparently watching me being fucked had turned Shane on even more, so he came rather quickly.  My body was humming.

Until this point I didn't know that I could have more than one orgasm at a time.  But with the two of them working on me together, I was in a constant state of stimulation, knowing that the slightest touch could make me come again and again.  I loved the possibilities that now lay before me and wanted to explore more and more.

That was pretty much the extent of it.  The sex was missionary style, and while three people were involved, there wasn't much three-way action going on.  For example, I didn't get fucked while sucking the other's dick.  There was sex and voyeurism and exhibitionism and masturbation.  Not really unexpected behavior for a first time, and I enjoyed it all immensely as did the guys.  And this was the first of many times among the three of us.  But I'm going to save those stories for another book when I write about my first few years learning about my sexual awakening in terms of multiple partners, women and men.  It was never a lifestyle choice or decision for me.  It was just a series of enjoyable experiences that led me to want to experience and experiment more.

A Swingers' Hotel Takeover - Excerpt from my first book

Since my daughter's wedding is just around the corner I haven't been really playing so I thought I would give you an excerpt from my first book.  This was a party I went to on New Year's Eve weekend a while back.  Hope you enjoy!

During the busy holiday season, attending parties and enjoying new and old friends was a nice breather.  Big plans were on the way for New Year’s Eve and that’s where efforts were focused.  A group of us had decided to attend the Virginia Friends Swingers Hotel Takeover New Year’s Eve weekend.  It was going to be Wade and me, Matt and Laura, and their friends Monica and Adam who I had not yet met.

I was really looking forward to this party.  While I had been to numerous hotel parties over the years, this would probably be the largest I’ve ever attended.  It was being held at a hotel in Richmond, Virginia.  Friday night was the pre-party, and Saturday night was the New Year’s Eve party.  I believe there were supposed to be in the neighborhood of 250-300 people attending.

There are a few rules when attending an event such as this.  Only couples and single females are allowed to attend.  No single men for obvious reasons.  And as I have mentioned before, while the couples paid an attendance fee, single females/unicorns were allowed free entry.

Because we made reservations early enough all three couples were able to get three adjoining rooms.  That made things convenient and fun.  When we arrived on Friday afternoon and checked in, the first thing we did was open the connecting doors so we would all have free access.

Matt and Laura quickly introduced us to Monica and Adam, an attractive couple a little younger than me.  Monica was short, had a curvaceous figure with large breasts, beautiful long red hair, and a wicked laugh.  Adam was her opposite, a quiet, handsome man with a beautiful smile.  I knew we would become great friends.

We all went for a late dinner since the party tonight was not providing food.  After dinner Wade and I attended a newcomer’s workshop since he had never been to a party such as this.  There they went over the basic etiquette of swinging.  Wade is also very quiet but in a rather smoldering kind of way.  He really is quite the pretty boy.

The beauty of a hotel takeover party is that the entire hotel is rented out for the event so there aren’t many rules.  Friday night’s party started late and the public areas were mostly limited to the seventh and eighth floors.  After getting dressed to party, the six of us headed to the seventh floor where the food would be set up at midnight.  There were a few playrooms on that floor, but we realized that the real action was happening one floor above us.

When stepping off the eighth floor elevator, the noise and the scene were one of a Bacchanalian debauchery in the earliest stages.  The lighting was dimmed, all doors were opened, and music pervaded the space.  We were like kids in a candy store not knowing where to start.  There was a huge crowd, but it didn’t seem crowded.  We started with a room near the elevator.

The first room we entered was rather tame.  There was music and dancing and a stripper pole erected in the center.  Fueled by a couple of cocktails it wasn’t long before the three of us ladies were on the platform around the pole, dancing and grinding with each other, much to crowd’s enjoyment.  A couple other ladies joined in. 

I was wearing jeans and a flowing top with fuck me heels.  In no time the jeans came off with my top barely covering my ass and thong.  No rules, remember?  We danced for a while, but I have to admit that this was not my first time on a pole, although I’ve never been a stripper.  The top came off next, and I was dancing in only my thong to the enjoyment of the crowd.  I reached for the nearest woman, pulled her close and started kissing her.  She grabbed my ass, and we put on a bit of a show for a minute or two.

I saw my friends heading into the next room.  I wasn’t sure upon entering what this room was.  There were many people standing around, but I couldn’t really see any action.  Matt came and took my hand.  He knew that I am always pretty much up for anything.  In the front of the room was a Sybian mechanical vibrator.  Even with my experience I had never seen one.  It looked like a small saddle with a dildo on top and a control box at the end.  Matt explained that the woman lowered herself onto the vibrator which rotated every which way, up and down, in circles, and had a variety of speeds.  The controls, though, were handled by someone else, in this case by Matt.  It seemed that no one wanted to go first, so of course I jumped right in.  I was already basically naked, so I removed my thong and stood over the machine in just my heels.

Matt carefully put a condom around the dildo, and I lowered myself onto it.  It was a good size, not too large or small, and the front of the saddle did a nice job of riding my clit.  As I got comfortable Matt slowly started the movements.  I could feel the throbbing vibrator inside me start to move, and I rode it like I was riding a bull.  As he saw my pleasure increase Matt decided to take me on a real ride and increased not only the movements but the speed of the vibration.  Fuck!  I gotta get me one of these!  Of course they cost a few thousand dollars so I guess not.  The longer I rode the faster my orgasm was coming, and it was going to be a doozy.  Both my clit and my G-spot were being fully stimulated.  To the crowds clapping and shouting I closed my eyes as the waves almost took me down.  What a trip.  By the time I was done there was a line of women across the room waiting for their turn.

I wondered what interesting treats lie in store in some of the other rooms.  It turns out that the next room we entered was a pussy eating contest for men.  It was fun watching, but I never did learn how they determined a winner.  Was it by which man got which woman off the fastest?  That didn’t seem fair since not all women come at the same rate.  Hmmm.  I guess I would have to find that one out later.

By this time we had kind of all split up to check things out.  I wandered to the next room which was the opposite of the last room…a cock sucking contest.  I thought about entering since I have been told that I have unique talents (which I attribute to my 40 years as a flutist).

I found Wade, and we checked out a few other rooms.  There was a room where a dominant man was teaching specific knot tying for bondage.  Another was set up for foot fetishists.  Down the hall was the swing room.  If you’ve never had sex in a sex swing before, you should try it.  A whole different kind of ride.  A dominatrix stood surveying the domain of her room with a handful of men kneeling in front of her.  It was a carnival of sexual entertainment.  There was no pressure to participate.  You could simply watch and roam.

After the late night/early morning buffet the six of us headed back to our room(s) for some group play.  I had Matt’s cock in my mouth as Adam fucked me from behind, and I looked over to see both Monica and Laura going down on Wade.  In switching it up I really wanted to play with Monica.  She has a body that I love with large tits and generous curves.  I could lie in her arms sucking on her nipples all night.  So soft and such a turn on.  We all took turns with one another, and it was a delightful way to end the day.

The next morning we went for a late breakfast then stopped by a local sex shop to buy a few toys and goodies such as flavored massage oil, some cock rings, and nipple clamps.  Back at the hotel we noticed a large group at the indoor pool.  We wandered in to check out the view since clothing was obviously optional.

Matt and Laura were discussing their most recent trip to a sex resort.  I think they were talking about Hedonism.  I haven’t been to one of these locations, but it is definitely on my bucket list.

The official New Year’s Eve dinner/dance on Saturday night was a dressy affair.  Matt looked handsome in his tuxedo while the other two men were sexy in their suits.  The women stunned in a combination of sex and glamour.  We seated ourselves at a table for ten, and soon a few others joined us.  One young couple was attending their first ever foray into the swinging world while another couple was searching for a single female to stay with them for the rest of the night.

Matt took turns sweeping the ladies onto the dance floor as he is an excellent dancer.  Laura is, as well.  And while I have great rhythm, I have trouble with ballroom dancing.  I’m not good at following.

The party floors/rooms upstairs were again in full swing for the after party.  Strolling the floors were people in all phases of dressing/undressing.  Some were still dressed in party attire, some had changed into more casual clothing, and some had on lingerie or nothing at all.  I lost count of how many people I had some version of sex with.that weekend.  I know it was at least five women and five men, but I stopped counting.

We woke up on Sunday morning, the six of us, all in one room naked, intertwined from the previous night’s playtime.  I ached all over!  Whoever says that sex isn’t a real workout has never been to a party like this.  Soon enough it was time to pack up and head back home.  This was one of best New Year’s Eves I had had in a very long time.

Have a sexy day!

XoXo

Tracy

A Guide to Swinging Profiles and Emails - A Unicorn's Perspective

Since I am taking some time off from playing due to my daughter's upcoming wedding I thought I would just share a few things from my perspective or from my previous books.  I get asked all the time about what makes a good swinger profile or first email.  So....here's my list.  The good, the bad, the funny, and the absurd.  Hope you enjoy.

I am asked frequently what makes me respond positively to some emails/people and not others.  For me, it's a combination of things.  First of all, it's never JUST about the physical appearance.  I'm not denying that I have to find someone physically appealing in their pictures to even consider replying.  I typically will read an email first.  If I like the email, then I will look at their pictures.  If I like the pictures, I will then read their profile.  But I always do all three before I will reply.

Any or all of those things will have me considering a positive reply.  I try not to be an ass, and I do reply to most emails unless they send an obnoxious email, refuse to share their photos, or have a really bad profile.  I've tried to learn methods over the years to determine who is trying to hide things about who they are and what they want.  I don't always get it right, but through trial and error I have a pretty good sense about these things now.

I try to be open-minded about all people, but I do have a couple of standards that I try to stick with.  After some bad experiences, I usually only play with single, unattached men or women.  I love to play with couples, but I rarely play with only one person of the couple unless they are a couple I know well.  I typically keep my age range from 35-60, but that one does get crossed quite a bit, particularly on the low end.  Other than that, I'm open to meeting new people.  At house parties, events, or social gatherings, however, these standards do not really apply because the people I play with in those circumstances do not usually become steady friends or partners.

So what are the things I look for?  As for physical appearance, I am pretty open.  As long as I don't find a person completely physically unappealing, I am willing to at least move forward...maybe a bit hesitantly, but it's not a deal breaker.

But what about profiles and introductory emails?  These suggestions are for men, pretty much exclusively.  I rarely run into these issues with women or couples.  Guys, you know that the market is driven by supply and demand.  There is an overabundance of men on these sites.  You need to stand out...and not by being a dick.

Here are my suggestions in no particular order.  Maybe they only apply to me.  Hell, I'm no expert.  Just a chick who has read a lot of fucking emails and looked at a lot of fucking profiles over the years.

1.  Always post a face picture.  If you don't post a face picture then I think you have something to hide.  You may be married/attached.  You may be a troll.  Or the ever popular, "I'm in a sensitive job and don't want anyone knowing."  If I can post a face picture, so can you.  If someone you know recognizes you, guess what, THEY ARE ON THE SITE, TOO!  And if you don't post one on your profile, you better attach one to your first email.  You are not doing anything illegal or even immoral, so you must be hiding something.

2.  Do not use a picture of your dick as your primary/only photo.  I know you love him, and stroke him, and think he's the greatest.  He's your pride and joy.  Here's a clue - most women (even those as visual as I am) do not get turned on by seeing pictures of only your dick.  I want to see your face, your body, and maybe a picture of your dick, but that's a pretty low priority.  If you have a profile with 20 dick pictures and nothing else then I think you are incredibly insecure.  Oh, and THAT'S WHY YOU GET ALL THE EMAILS FROM THE GAY MEN!  Do not send unrequested dick pictures to someone you do not know.

3.  Post more than one picture.  Almost everyone can find one picture in which they look attractive.  Show who you really are.  If you are going to reach your objective of finally meeting, it's better to have at least a pretty good idea of what someone looks like so there are no surprises.  So post a few pictures.  Show pictures of you in multiple situations/locations with different expressions or different body parts highlighted.  Be fucking creative.  Close up, face pictures, full body pictures clothed and/or nude.

4.  Do not try to hide baldness with hats.  If you have a hat on in every picture, I'm going to assume you don't have hair.  Who cares?  I happen to love bald men.  I would even say it's a minor fetish with me. 

5.  Do not try to hide bad or missing teeth by not smiling.  We like to see your smile and your expressions.

6.  All pictures should be recent and actually look like you.  For example, two years ago I was extremely thin.  Due to a number of things (surgery, medication, inactivity) I gained a lot of weight.  When I went back to my profiles, I deleted all of my old pictures and replaced them with pictures that actually represent the way I look now.  I loved those old pictures.  They were fucking hot.  But they aren't who I am now, even though they are only two years old.

7.  Do not post pictures of you with your children.  I have a problem with this for a number of reasons.  First of all, as a parent I don't want pictures of my children floating around out there.  Second, once your children are grown, I don't know if that other person is your daughter, your girlfriend, your wife, your son.  Just don't do it.  If you want to share those privately after you have gotten to know someone, then go for it. 

8.  Do not post pictures of yourself with other women thinking that is going to make you look like a "catch" to other women.  It doesn't.  It looks pathetic.  Obviously this does not apply to couples or to pictures of sex play or group play.  I'm talking about those pictures of you with your hot female friend looking all lovey dovey when you present yourself as a single man.  It comes off as very desperate.

9.  Do not post a group picture as your only picture.  I would think this one would be common sense, but I see it a lot.  I have no idea which one is you, so I'm going to figure you are the least attractive one in the group.  It's fine to post group pictures, but not as your only picture.

10.  Complete the damn profile.  Yes, we read them, or at least I do.  I like to get a sense of who someone is...even if I only plan to have sex with them.  Talk about yourself.  What do you like?  Interests?  Hobbies?  Sexual preferences?  If you can, add some humor.  We like funny guys.  What are you looking for?  And be honest.  Don't fucking lie.  If I see a profile that has nothing or very little in it, I will not respond.

11.  Use correct grammar, spelling, and punctuation.  Intelligence is hot.  If you can turn on my brain you will get laid faster than the best looking guy who is as dumb as a door knob.  This goes for profiles and for emails.

12.  I know it's frustrating to send out tons of emails and get no responses.  I can't help that, and neither can you.  All you can do is try to distinguish yourself from the pack.  Don't send emails that say "Hey" or "Hi" with nothing else and expect a reply.  Do not just send your phone number and say "Text me".  Seriously, dude?  I mean, come on.  I probably get 25+ emails a day that just say "Hey", and they go straight to the trash.  Put some effort into it.  Again, humor is good.  Mentioning something that you read about me in my profile is also good because it tells me that you actually read it and didn't just look at the pictures.  Compliment me.  And that doesn't mean to send me an email that says "Hey, nice tits."  Give me a REASON to reply.  Yes, I'm a swinger.  Yes, I may be considered to be "promiscuous" by many.  But swinging in my world does not mean random one on one fucking with someone I do not know.

13.  Do not ever, ever tell a woman in an introductory email that she reminds you of your sister or mother.  Does this really need explanation?  It's stupid, it's weird, and it's just plain ick.  But I still get those emails.

14.  Do not ask a woman to suck your cock as your first sentence.  Or sit on your face. 

15.  Couples should post pictures as described above of both partners.

16.  Don't lie about your age.  That's just dumb and unnecessary.

17.  Be confident and assertive, but not an asshole.  I want to feel wanted and pursued to a certain intent...but not like a psycho stalker.  Once we have established an initial connection, make a move.  Ask me out with some specific dates in mind.  Don't just say "So when would you like to get together?"  Instead I would like to hear "I would love to have coffee with you on Friday evening.  Are you available?"  If not, I will suggest alternate dates, but please have the confidence and interest level to do some pursuing.

18.  My initial meets with men, women, or couples are almost always just coffee to see if we click on any/all levels.  Do not expect to have sex with me on the first meet.  Could it happen?  Yes.  But I don't like expectations or pressure.  This obviously does not apply to parties or events.

19.  Read my damn profile!  I tell exactly who I am and what I want.  It also says to attach a face picture.  If you do not, your email goes straight to the trash.

20.  Understand what you are looking for.  Everyone has their own definition of what swinging means to them.  In my world, cheating is not swinging.  In my world, just wanting to fuck a bunch of women randomly is not swinging.  There isn't really a right or wrong answer, just be as clear with yourself as you can be on what you are looking for, and then refer back to #19 before you email me.

Funny Ass Emails That Guys Send To Me

I thought you might get a kick out of reading examples of some of the strangest, funniest, or weirdest emails I get on a regular basis.  I promise you I have not made any of these up.  They are all 100% true.

chrisgry - Good morning how are you doing? Fine, I hope. I was checking your profile and you are a pro since being in here. So it's nothing I could say that you have not heard. But want to see what's in your mind and what is good.

(I'm a pro?  Does he think I'm a prostitute or a fake person?  And if so, why the hell did he email me?)

William - hello how are you doing?

Me - Hi...waiting for yet more snow...sigh. How are you?

William - am doing great....more snow you are talking with William may i know your name my dear?

Me - Hello, I'm Tracy, and I hate snow. lol

William - lol nice meeting you Tracy so tell me what do you look out for in a man?

Me - Does it have to be a man? Could be a woman. There has to be some level of physical attraction, but personality is also important. I like confidence, passion, humor, wittiness, and intelligence. What about you?

William - i will like to meet someone who is honest and faithful

Me - Oooh.  Then you should probably read my profile a bit closer, especially the part about what I am looking for.

(That was the end of that discussion.  I clearly state on all of my profiles that I am a swinger, not looking for a monogamous relationship.  Just one more reason why you should read a person's profile before emailing them.)

OKC Vbdad1418 - Jim

Jim - wow, you look like one of my sisters that I haven't seen in over 15 yrs

Me - It's a pretty safe bet that I'm not. But at least you didn't say your mother.

Jim - lol......everything about you looks like my sister, I need to show this pic of her and I and you would agree. uncanny...........Im Jim.  omg, I just saw all of your pics and you do look like her.....body too.

Me - Hi Jim - Am I complimented or maybe just a little creeped out?

Jim - probably both.....lol

Me - True

Jim - both went thru a divorce at the same time and had to live together for almost 2 yrs. At the time we had 4 kids in the same house in a 3 bedroom house

(I said this in my last book, and I'll say it again.  Don't ever start an email by saying that someone looks like or remind you of one of your female family members or an ex.  Why did I respond at all?  I have no fucking idea.  Must have been a really slow day.)

SLS Jordanoran - Hello ma'am, I would like to be taught by you. I like your interests and would enjoy your company. Please let me know if I have made a good effort. Thank you

(This one came from a swinger site.  He wasn't even a young guy, just apparently someone who needed to be taught...something.  I don't know what.)

 OKC Os6k8er - You interested in a married dl closeted bi 33 white guy

(Ummmm....no.  I've been there, done that, got the divorce.  But that's a story for another book.)

 OKC Zack80stock - How is yr financail life

(Why would somebody even send an initial email asking this?  WTF?!)

 This guy below sent this me this email after I responded to his initial email telling him that I wasn't interested.  I don't know whether to laugh at the last line or just be repulsed.  Ok, repulsed wins.

jayjay6896 - ok thank you for being honest I appreciate it not very many people are on here but like I said if you ever change your mind I'm always here and I'm actually going to play with the girlfriend right now.  she says I always stretcher so wide and punctured her cervix every time

 OKC Jackso999 - My name is platoon sergent child jackson. started A & A Children Academy at 6 and later on continued from Calvary Baptist Church Schools. I was very playful at school and it affected my academic works.

(LMAO!  I have nothing to even say about this one.  Just shaking my head.)

 AFF memea3 - I have the long dustAncecrelatii ship u have been longing for. , laid back pure, pussy pounding freak, that aims to please. I'm also a Kool person, very resourceful, and one U will b able to vibe with .

( I couldn't even figure out what this one meant)

 Sweetyguy2014 - My bi mom loves your pics and videos.

(Is this serious?  What is he doing?  Looking at profiles of women with his mother?  I can't make this shit up.)

 KJ1500 - damnet girl u r so sexy how much did u take with the black man if u only want a man just for u bama

(Can anyone tell me what does any of this mean?)

 abby19657890 - I'my name is sam I'm interested text me

(This never works, but the dude didn't even include a phone number, lol)

 OralContact - Hi, I like your profile and videos. I am also a writer with books and would like to get acquainted even if only as literary friends. I am also a Unicorn.

(I've never heard a man in the lifestyle refer to himself as a unicorn before.  I asked other friends in the lifestyle, and they have never heard of it, either.  Unicorns are supposed to be rare and difficult to find.  A single man wanting to hook up is far from rare.)

 OKC Efmark - How are you? I saw your profile here and I admire your personality a lot. You are beautiful and you have a nice and warm smile. I would be happy to know more about you ..contact me because I will not be on here for so long thanks please distance will not be a problem because I want to move away from my ex .she live three houses from my house

(So he wants to get away from his ex and what?  Thinks he's going to move to where I live and be with me?)

 OKC village_tokyo

Whoa
You're pret-ty cute.
And SEXY.
Ummm...I'm a fan.
<3
Yu

(Huh?)

I accepted a friend request from a woman in one of the secret facebook groups I am in, and then she immediately started private messaging me.

April: hi Tracy. We are in a mutual group. I am by an love older women so I added you. I hope you don't mind.

Me: hi. I am happy to meet you. I am also bi and have been the swinger most of my life. You might want to check out my other page where I write explicit true stories of my life as a unicorn.

A: awesome thanks. I love stories. Can't wait to read. You ever write about younger girls with older women?

Me: I don't get a lot of experience with younger girls. Seems like around here young ones are all about drama.

A: while I am young but also fun and no drama. I kind of started young with my family so I love hearing and reading about others who are open also

(Yikes, started young with her family?  No thanks.  Then she deleted her page.)

 OKC James1968hart - Hi. I'm looking for a woman to seduce my wife

(Wonder if his wife knows about this...lol.)

 freakyfun19664 - good morning wow very sexy pics really turn me on hope you have a great weekend

(This guy might have been ok, but he had 84 - yes 84! -  dick pics and that was it!)

 durtymcnasty - We should talk. Looks like you like blk men. I love white women so there is a srart. Hit me up sometime

(I guess he thinks my only criteria is only that I like black men, too?)

 hnds19661 - I'm in cheaper me zed me a text  555 5361

(What does that even mean?)

 OKC Smith200chat - hi dear ,am here for friendship if posssible relationship that can lead to marriage, be my friend, that my number text me

(Again, read my profile, and try to speak English.)

So there you go.  That's a few of the weird emails I get on a regular basis.  What do you think?  What are these people thinking of?  LMAO!

Have a sexy day!

XoXo

Tracy

My First Full BDSM Session

Since I am taking a little break right now from swinging, I thought I would share a bit of my third book...my first full BDSM session with an experienced dom.  It was a fabulous playtime.

Jeff and I met for coffee then drove to the hotel where we would be playing.  I don't have much experience, but he is a ver experienced dom.  Since I was in street clothes he had me go into the bathroom to change and then come out when he called.  I wore a black corset with pink trim, black garters, black stockings, a black g-string, and black strappy fuck-me heels.  I hoped that my appearance pleased him.

Initially I had to stand facing the wall with my arms above my head while he kissed my neck and ears and told me what a bad slut I had been for ignoring him for so long while continuing to fuck other men.  I told Master Jeff, who remained fully clothed, how sorry I was for making him wait and that I deserved to be punished for my transgressions.

Master Jeff sat in the chair and told me to lie across his lap, and we discussed the safe words of yellow for caution and red for stop.  He used his hand to spank me and punish me for being a dirty slut and seeing all of the other men and not taking the time to see him.  Many times I felt the sting of his hand across my bare ass while I apologized profusely for not making him my priority.  I deserved every last smack.

I could feel the sting from his hand and knew my ass must be turning bright red as he told me how much he liked seeing his handprint on the cheeks of my ass.  I bit my lip to keep from crying out from the pain but was surprised at the pleasure that soon followed as he rested his hand.  He switched to a paddle that looked something like a ping-pong paddle and continued telling me that I would have to make it up to him.  Over and over I pleaded with the master for the punishment I deserved while thanking him for bing merciful with his domination.  I did have to use the caution word a few times, but as soon as he stopped and the blood rushed to the paddled area I could feel the hot sensation was also arousing.  He remained clothed in his suit and tie the entire time.  I did ask master's permission to tell him how extremely hot and sexy he looked and, while he enjoyed my compliment, he soon returned to paddling me because if I thought he was that handsome I should not have made him wait so long to fuck me.

I stood on command while Master Jeff kissed me deeply.  I wanted to reach up and bury my hands in his hair, holding his head to mine, but I knew that I did not have permission to do so.  I loved the feel of his tongue fucking my mouth and could only imagine what he could do to the rest of me.  All I could do was say, "Thank you, sir."

The master took down the straps of my corset so my breasts were exposed and flogged them repeatedly.  It felt really good, but I wasn't sure if I should tell him how much I liked it.  He kissed me again, so very deeply, and I risked another flogging by telling him how much everything he was doing made me hot.  Master Jeff leaned down to suck on my nipples, and I felt it down to my toes and even in my hot ass that was still throbbing.  He pulled out a pair of nipple clamps and attached one to each of my nipples, leaving them there while he put his hand down to my crotch to check and see if I was wet.  Although I knew it wouldn't take much to make me come, I also knew that I did not have permission to do.

Eventually I asked if he could please remove the nipple clamps, and the sweet pain of the clamping was nothing compared to the intense bite of release as the clamps were removed and the blood rushed to my throbbing tips.  I was ordered to my knees in front of Master Jeff, and he instructed me to undo his belt, then his pants, then his shirt.  He had me remove his pants and underwear then bound my hands gently but firmly behind my back.

I wanted that beautiful, hard, perfect eight inch cock in my mouth and was very pleased when he told me to gently kiss and lick and suck the head of his cock.  Since I could not use my bound hands I eagerly did as he asked, very gently licking his dick, being careful not to extend my tongue any lower than he demanded.  He removed the rest of his clothes and my restraints for a brief time so I could use both my hands and my mouth to suck his cock for a long time, cupping and squeezing his balls, stroking it with my mouth and hands.

Pulling me to a standing position he bent me over a chair for support while he fucked me deep and hard from behind while he was standing.  He slamfucked me, and damn it was good.  So good.  I could feel my orgasm building again, but when I pleaded with him to let me come I was told no.  He had his way with me, reminding me of what a slut I had been fucking so many men while neglecting him.  Every deep thrust pushed me further and further into the chair that was bracing me.

The master remained in full control at all times, and I admired his ability to dole out the punishment I deserved while also walking the line of making sure I was never in too much pain.  His skill with as a dom was keeping me breathless in anticipation of what was to come next.

Master Jeff sent me to stand in front of the mirror and spread my legs.  He brought out the vibrator and teased me with it, using it on my pussy and clit then removing it so I could not come yet.  I was moaning with delight and frustration but tried to muffle my pleadings so that I could better please him.  He forced me to lie on my back on the bed and shoved my hands over my head, and I was told not to move my them.  He brought the vibrator back and used it on me until I felt like I would die if he didn't let me come.  I asked and begged and pleaded for his permission.  Eventually he let me come but continued tormenting me with the vibrator.  I could feel another orgasm building right away and asked the master for permission to come again, which he granted.  Every move he made was calculated to give me the most pleasure from my release.

Afterwards he moved me back to the chair and made me bend over.  He told me he was going to paddle me five times, and after each one I was to say, "I'm sorry that I was such a slut, master."  It stung even more than the first time, and I knew I was going to have a bruised ass when we were finished.  But before this thought was fully formed he slamfucked me again from behind, hard and deep with his gorgeous, perfect cock.

He withdrew before coming and told me to suck him until he came, but he gave me specific instructions that I was to hold and squeeze his balls, using my own technique and hands to give him a blowjob.  He would tell me when he was ready to come, and I was to take his cock out but leave it close to my mouth so he could come both inside my mouth and all around it.  I was not allowed to stop stroking him when he came until he told me I could.  After a few minutes he did come, and I swallowed as much as I could with the rest running down my chin to my neck.  I continued stroking and licking him.

Finally he told me that I had earned my way back into his good graces.  I thanked my master and told him that it was my pleasure to serve him.  He was right in that he was stern and firm, but fair and gentle.

Afterwards we lay on the bed and talked about the experience.  I was no longer playing the role of submissive so I asked him how I had performed since this was my first experience as a full submissive.  He told me I did a great job, and he had no idea that I wasn't very experienced.  I'm sure we will have another experience such as this again.  But not before my very sore, very red, and very bruised ass healed.

Have a sexy day!

XoXo

Tracy

Bipolar - Not My Usual Post

This post is nothing like my regular post, but it's something I wanted to make my readers aware of.  I struggle with bipolar disorder.  It's something I deal with every day.  I have never shared this with people outside of my immediate circle of family and friends.  It isn't something I enjoy talking about, but it is a part of who I am.

I have a slightly different type as I don't have episodes of mania...just periods of extreme productivity, focus, and energy.  Other times (the down cycles) are major depressive episodes which are just what they sound like.  They can last anywhere from days to months.

I am experiencing a down cycle right now, and this impacts my sexual exploration.  I don't always feel sexual during this time, and my play dates are limited.  I am working on my fourth book, but most days I don't have the energy or drive to focus on being able to write.  I do still try to get out to see people (men, women, couples) as sex can sometimes distract me and take my mind off of what I am dealing with.

So if my posts are somewhat limited for a little while, this is why.  I'm not playing as much right now.  I am working hard on getting myself back to a stable place where I can enjoy life and for me that includes sex.

I do have a play date scheduled with a friend for Monday, so I hope this will help me feel better about life again, at least for a while.  I'm not asking for anyone to feel sorry for me, just to understand why sometimes my blogs aren't as frequent when I'm having a difficult time.  But I hope to be back to my usual self soon and back to writing the stories you (I hope) like to read.  In the meantime, don't forget about me, my blog, my website, or my books.  The next one is on it's way soon, I hope.  Thanks for your understanding.

Have a sexy and HAPPY day!
XoXo

Tracy

Disappearing Men - What's The Deal?

I admit that I rarely pursue men, women, or couples.  I have enough profiles up on various dating and sex sites to get plenty of emails and start conversations.  But lately I have noticed a disappointing trend.  Men (especially men) start conversations, won't make a move towards suggesting a meeting, and then just disappear...never to be heard from again.

Now I don't usually do long, drawn out conversations before meeting.  If I am interested in someone I like to meet within the first couple of weeks to see if there is any chemistry so neither of us wastes our time.  But I have guys that seem all hot and heavy, ready to meet, and then either they just stop communicating or won't pull the trigger on a meet, even if I suggest it.

What do you think is going on here?  I am a real person, and I would actually like to meet a man to have a swinging relationship, good sex, and maybe even fall in love.  But even when those stars start to align I find out that the guy is lying about being single or something...or like I said, just disappears.

Why are so many guys afraid to just meet?  They say that is their goal, but then they come up with excuses or even worse, make plans only to cancel at the last minute.  I have no patience for that and do not give second chances.  Or why do they text and email but then leave without another word.

I am befuddled.  That is a good word.  Befuddled.  I've been catfished a few times, stood up a few times, and had many men go poof!  Where are all the real men who are attractive, want the same things, and actually act on it?  Luckily I have a few friends with benefits to call on, but I would really like to meet someone new with potential.  Help me out with your thoughts.

Have a sexy day!
XoXo

Tracy