This blog has primarily focused on the new sexual experiences that we get from exploring swinging. Though SwingBot and I obviously have sex just between the two of us, I have not celebrated it here very often. I mention this because, when I told SwingBot that I planned to write about our weekend, he commented, \”You don\’t blog about sex with just us; people are going to think that we only ever have threesome sex.\” So, here is the disclaimer: Yes, we two have sex that I do not document here.
Our weekend was pretty normal. We each did our own thing, for the most part. I felt particularly pleased to make good headway on a much-neglected project that was far behind my planned schedule. SwingBot went out with a friend in the afternoon and had a chance to tease that friend about our sex life. (That friend is one of our few real-world contacts who knows about our \”alternate lifestyle.\”) When SwingBot returned home, we opted to watch a movie, eat dinner, and cuddle on the couch.
That might not seem like much, but just cuddling together is really nice. There is no pressure to perform, no anxiety about reaching orgasm… just a warm and pleasant comfort in each other\’s physical presence. There is definitely sensuality to be found in such relaxed contact, and that sensuality can build into passion. After the movie ended, we started kissing and I eagerly pulled SwingBot on top of me to better make out on the couch. We decided that, before things went too far, we should move to the bedroom.
On the way to the bedroom, I took a detour for the regular bedtime preparations… brushing teeth, etc. SwingBot lay stretched out on the bed when I arrived, and I pressed up behind him. We snuggled for a few minutes before he noticed that I was naked from the waist down. That attracted his interest.
He got naked and prepared for play, applying a cherry-flavored lube to his erection. I took the hint and took his cock in my mouth, sucking the head and licking the shaft. While I know that he would have been happy with just that all evening, I wanted more, so climbed onto him and road him in Cowgirl. Still, I wanted a different angle and to feel some contact with my back, so I requested a switch to Doggie Style and he obliged.
We continued in that position, SwingBot thrusting into me and his front smacking against my butt and the back of my thighs. When he came, he pushed in hard, his cock buried all the way inside and pressing in deeply. I adore the sheer aggression of the male climax in my cunt. Spent and content, we slipped under the covers and into sleep.
When I woke on Sunday, I let the dogs outside, fed them and the cat, and then returned to the soft bed. I do not know precisely when I discovered that SwingBot was also awake, but we stayed in bed, discussing the sensuality and warmth of lying in bed together. SwingBot admitted to a sexy dream that he had that night and whipped back the covers to reveal his erection. I showed my appreciation of the gesture by sucking him a while, requesting fingering this time.
I mounted SwingBot for Cowgirl and realized how spoiled the threesomes had made me as I rode him. My body wanted — even expected — two pairs of hands so I could have hands on my hips and hands on my breasts. I played with my own breasts — a first for me — while we continued. I probably need practice; my own hands on my own breasts did not feel that fulfilling. Riding SwingBot did, though, and I am certainly practiced in that.
Just as the previous night\’s sex put us to sleep, the morning sex woke us and got us out of bed. We rose and essentially parted ways for most of Sunday, until we reunited for couch cuddling with another movie that night.
Amidst the kinky times, a few vanilla moments can still be quite pleasurable.