wicked time 5
we took a break from dancing and sat on the couch, watching and taking it all in. a couple that was eyeing us up earlier sat down beside us. this couch can sit 3 comfortably. to fit 4 was quite intimate and we couldnt help but touch eachothers legs, and who wants to be sitting on a couch, squished with two strangers and not say a word to them?
T&J were not a bad looking couple (she had a bit of a horse face) but they were very friendly, and the first people to "make a move" on us. We chatted with them about the lifestyle, (they have been swinging for 5 years) and we told them that we were really only looking for a girl to join us, not a couple. they told us that the club probably wasnt our best option for that, but they gave us the names of a few adult websites dedicated to helping adults find others to explore their fantasies with. apparently lavalife has nothing on these sites! they also talked to us about the wonders of being with another couple and how we should really consider this option also. so we got the name of a few of the websites, chatted a bit more and went back to dancing.
All was going well, it looked like we were going to go upstairs and witness our first live porn situation...until the fight. yes the fight. i guess its inevitable that when a couple takes a journey like this, at some point one will want to take the senic route, while the other is stearing toward the short cut.
All night Y had been giving little pushes for me to be more outgoing. "why dont you go talk to her?" "why dont you go dance in the cage?" "cummon...we are never going to meet anyone if you dont get over your shyness!" i do agree with that. the club is designed around women. women are the ones that make the first move so that it doesnt take on the same feel at the regular downtown clubs with men pawing and grabbing at girls, thinking that they have the right to touch us as soon as we dont have our arms around another man. (the reason i stopped going to normal clubs actually) i did have to get up the courage to make the first move...but did it have to be today?
i did want to go upstairs to check it out and see if it is something that i would want to partisipate in in the future, which im SURE it would be. but after one too many comments from Y about me being to shy and thinking that im not really ready for all of this, i got frustrated. me, not ready!? was i not the catalyst in this whole situation?? i was totally ready for an introduction into the lifstyle! i may not be ready to jump face first into another girls dripping pussy, but cummon, gimme some time to get adjusted here!
when in a loud club with a few glasses of wine in me its hard to get these points across in an open and honest manner. i got angry with him , he got angry with me and the night ended with us, both extremely frustrated, getting our coats and leaving without going upstairs, not talking all the way home, me crying, us both feeling bad after the situation is explained, making up, and cuddling eachother to sleep.
what a whirlwind of events
such new experiences all so sexually and emotionally charged. as i driffted off to sleep, my head was left swimming with thoughts of the night...and fantasies of bringing another couple into our beds instead of just another girl.
T&J were not a bad looking couple (she had a bit of a horse face) but they were very friendly, and the first people to "make a move" on us. We chatted with them about the lifestyle, (they have been swinging for 5 years) and we told them that we were really only looking for a girl to join us, not a couple. they told us that the club probably wasnt our best option for that, but they gave us the names of a few adult websites dedicated to helping adults find others to explore their fantasies with. apparently lavalife has nothing on these sites! they also talked to us about the wonders of being with another couple and how we should really consider this option also. so we got the name of a few of the websites, chatted a bit more and went back to dancing.
All was going well, it looked like we were going to go upstairs and witness our first live porn situation...until the fight. yes the fight. i guess its inevitable that when a couple takes a journey like this, at some point one will want to take the senic route, while the other is stearing toward the short cut.
All night Y had been giving little pushes for me to be more outgoing. "why dont you go talk to her?" "why dont you go dance in the cage?" "cummon...we are never going to meet anyone if you dont get over your shyness!" i do agree with that. the club is designed around women. women are the ones that make the first move so that it doesnt take on the same feel at the regular downtown clubs with men pawing and grabbing at girls, thinking that they have the right to touch us as soon as we dont have our arms around another man. (the reason i stopped going to normal clubs actually) i did have to get up the courage to make the first move...but did it have to be today?
i did want to go upstairs to check it out and see if it is something that i would want to partisipate in in the future, which im SURE it would be. but after one too many comments from Y about me being to shy and thinking that im not really ready for all of this, i got frustrated. me, not ready!? was i not the catalyst in this whole situation?? i was totally ready for an introduction into the lifstyle! i may not be ready to jump face first into another girls dripping pussy, but cummon, gimme some time to get adjusted here!
when in a loud club with a few glasses of wine in me its hard to get these points across in an open and honest manner. i got angry with him , he got angry with me and the night ended with us, both extremely frustrated, getting our coats and leaving without going upstairs, not talking all the way home, me crying, us both feeling bad after the situation is explained, making up, and cuddling eachother to sleep.
what a whirlwind of events
such new experiences all so sexually and emotionally charged. as i driffted off to sleep, my head was left swimming with thoughts of the night...and fantasies of bringing another couple into our beds instead of just another girl.
by dirtyalana @ 9:11 p.m.-
