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Posted:Sep 9, 2016 6:16 pm
Last Updated:Sep 9, 2016 6:25 pm
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So our go round with our friend went well in that it opened us back up to the world of play we were missing, but her idea of poly and ours were conflicting (not rare as "poly" is a wide ranging spectrum of flavors, and many times people just can't avoid paring it into a set of narrow definitions that suit their perceptions). Subsequently we are no longer friends, and while that hurts, we are truly better for the whole experience.
One of the main things I took away from it was stay away from the people who think they know what's up. They don't, so don't. Otherwise I am actively getting us back in touch with the local poly scene in small stages, making new contacts, and warming up a few old ones that went cold.
One result of that was a younger couple we have known for a good while, chatted with here and there as well, provided an opportunity for me. I had been chatting with the lady half, and we were talking about the people I've met and the potential for shenanigans and how that potential kinda sucked. I believe I said something about needing to find someone to keep me occupied while I searched for playmates, and she offered herself up. Wasn't expected, or I suppose unexpected, just didn't seem probable that someone 16 years my junior would be so interested.
But,...
Interested she was, and we went through the initial talk about rules, requirements (recent STD screening) and all that jazz, she got her stuff together, and last week we had our 1st tryst. It was a lot of fun, and we look forward to doing it again, but I am still actively looking for new playmates. I'm hoping someone closer to my route to/from work so I wasting less time in transit and more time in them. 
I have met a sub woman (like full slave type sub) near my workplace, but she doesn't think she needs an STD test, so we are keeping it platonic. Bit of a bummer, but good too as I can always use kinky friends!
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My first time off the leash, and with DD
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Posted:Jun 28, 2016 9:23 pm
Last Updated:Sep 18, 2021 8:51 pm
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We had been friends for some time, casual conversations about sex here and there, never anything more. But recently the conversations got more detailed, more, intimate. We decided to do something about it and made arrangements for me to visit one night.
I arrived and she greeted me at the door, wearing comfy looking pajamas and offered me a drink. We sat on the couch and chatted, both if us yammering on like nervous teens as neither if us had been with anyone new in a couple years, and being friends for so long seemed to make it akward, at least for me.
I stopped talking, took a breath and looked her in the eye. "I came here for something, do you want to do this?".
"Yes" she replied in a half whisper.
"Lets go then!".
And that was it, we stood and she led me to her room. We stood by the bed and helping each other strip down to skin, lightly traced fingers over eachother as we gently kissed, still nervous, but more sure with every passing moment.
"Do you want to take a bath with me?" she asked.
"Of course", I replied. I love bathing with someone new, it's a great way to relax and explore eachother before the main event. Being clean and fresh to get sweaty is never a bad thing after all.
She went in and drew a bath, lighting a single candle for light, still too shy to be so exposed in front of me with full lighting.
We slid into her tub face to face, legs entwined. By this time I was fully erect so as we slid together my cock was rubbing against her pussy under the water. We laughed about it a bit and just washed eachother, occasionally I would twitch my hips making her jump and giggle from the sensation. She explored my body with a washcloth and I hers, talking about nothing, punctuated by the occasional kiss. As the water started to cool we got out and toweled off on our way back to her bedroom.
She climbed onto the bed in front if me and I got my first real look at her bare ass in the dim light. I stopped her, caressing the curve of her cheeks and thighs. She lowered her head with a sigh as I gently drew my fingers over her pussy, hot from the bath or anticipation I couldn't say. I leaned down and gently kissed and nibbled the soft flesh, as she made soft noises into the bedspread. I rubbed her pussy with one hand and reached up and caressed a breast with the other, causing her to raise up on her arms and push back into me.
I did this for a little while, exploring her folds with my fingers as I rose up behind her. She reached between her legs and found my cock, massaging the shaft and pulling me closer, rubbing the tip on her clit. I took the hint.
I slid in closer to her, and grasping both of her ass checks I spread her lips open with my thumbs and placed the head of my cock inside her pussy, just slightly. Stopping the barest of moments till she started to push back, I then slid the whole of my cock into her hot, tight pussy to the hilt. She grasped my balls, massaging them and rubning them against her clit as I slowly ground into her in a slow circle, barely withdrawing and plunging back in again.
"Oh God, fuck me,..." she gasped.
I let out a low rumble in response and, getting a good hold on her hips, withdrew so that I was just barely inside her, then slowly sliding all the way back in. I did this at a gradually faster pace as she writhed under me, finally slamming away at her full force, my grunts a perfect counter to her sharp cries every time our flesh slapped together.
She started to push back against me, her cries becoming louder, more intense, rocking her hips to get every inch of the cock plunging in and out of her pussy.
She pulled away before she came fully, legs shaking, needing a new position.
She rolled onto her back on a pile of pillows as I climbed onto the bed and came to her. We kissed. I pulled my knee in tight to her crotch and applying light pressure as I used my free hands to hold her neck as we kissed deep and passionately, she eolled her hips rubbimg herself on my leg, moaning into my mouth as our tongues explored each other.
I pulled back and left a trail of wet kissed and the odd nibble down her chest, belly, and lower. I spread her legs wide and plunged my tongue into her folds, finding and lightly teasing her clit as she flung her head back and gasped repeatedly. I pushed two fingers inside her wet pussy and ran the tip of my tongue up her body again until we were kissing again and I had my fingers inside her as far as they could go. Her breathing was rapid as she grinned at me with closed eyes. I wiggled my fingers and found that special spot behind her pubic bone, making her eyes open wide as her mouth made an O and she stared into my eyes, trembling. I laughed lightly and gave her one more tap before I slowly withdrew my fingers as she gave me a "you bastard" look, face half covered with her hair.
I grabbed her legs and rolled her nearly in half, exposing her to me, wet, hot, ready. I was done being nice, I lined slid in close and eased my cock into her, then with a wicked grin I slammed it home, making her make that face again. It was soon lost in pillows and har as she rolled her head back and clawed at the headboard as I comenced fucking her with a fury. I hit her with all the power I had in me, driving my cock deep into her, the wet slap of flesh loud, moxing with my ragged brething and her yelps and moans. She matched my oace with her hips, coming up to meet me, encouraging me to go faster, harder. She stopped making as much noise and I could feel her going tense as her hands sought out my hips. She starting half gasping, half gulping air, pulling me into her with her hands, nails biting into my flesh. With a howl she flug her head back and began to spasm as she came long and hard while I kept hammering at her pussy. She kept hanging onto me, thrashing around as wave after wave of her orgasm broke over her.
The feel of her juices running down my legs, her thrashing, her sounds, even the light trickle of blood from her nails, all of it came together and I felt that pressure build as my own breathing started to falter. I held on until itbwas too much and with a low growl that built into a roar I pushed myself as far as I could go and exploded deep inside her pussy. I had my own spasms and kept my cock inside her as they subsided, then slowly laid down on top of her to rest. She played lazily with my hair, we talked, and planned for the next time.
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Our first time with D.
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Posted:Jun 4, 2016 9:59 am
Last Updated:Sep 26, 2019 1:39 pm
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We had been chatting with this woman for a couple weeks, when one evening she gets ahold of us online and tells us her address and says grab a bottle of champagne on the way.
My wife and I arrive at her home, take a breath, and knock.
She's tiny, with mischievious eyes, an easy smile, and thick curly raven hair down past her shoulders. Overall cute as hell, clad in just a long tee and panties. She greets us and leads us to the fold out sectional she has made up so we can pile up and enjoy the warmth of the wood stove on this cold November night.
We sit with her, me on the sectional closest to the bed as my wife joins her on the bed.
We start drinking and chatting, getting to know each other.
She's confident, sure of herself, and moves like a cat, smooth, sure and sexy. My wife likes her instantly, we're off to a good start.
Between the heat if the stove, the drink, and the heightening tension between us, we start to get hot. Clothes need to come off.
The girls start to kiss, deep and slow, soft giggles and smiles as they start to stroke each other and pull at each others clothing. I sit back and watch, likely as a hawk watches mice in a field. Patient, yet intent, waiting.
My wife is out of her shirt and bra in short order, our new friend is slightly in awe over her perfect breasts. She has tits women pay to have, and these are all natural, and as she finds for herself, are so soft and sweet, one cannot help but ravage them. And she does.
They continue to kiss and fondle, my wife loses her pants, our friend loses her night shirt exposing a lithe torso and small perky breasts. They virtually consume each other. They aren't frantic, but there is definite need in their actions, hunger more like.
She is well built, soft yet not, she works out and it shows, and what a tight little ass too.
By this time I have set my glass aside and am just watching the women by my feet, I can feel a wicked half smile on my face. They glance at me, they smile, and our new friend slows down so she can turn slightly away from me and slowly eases her panties over the curve of that little ass, giving me an evil look and a grin over her shoulder she stops just short of showing me the goods. I growl lightly, smile more, and she slides them the rest if the way down to her knees allowing me to see her little mound between tight round cheeks. She looks amazing.
She rolls over and kicks her panties off then helps my wife pull her panties off, kissing her belly as she raises her hips to let them slide off her full ass. My wife has a great ass, full and round, you cant help but watch it as she walks. But this woman isn't intent on her ass, she sees my wifes perfectly shaved pussy, and she looks hungry.
She crawls up her body, stopping to lick her breasts before she lays the full length of her naked body on top of my wife and kisses her deeply. They roll about like this for a couple minutes, hands and mouths exploring, little moans, gasps, and soft giggles.
I sit, watching them mere inches away, unreacting, other than my eyes which miss nothing. By now I am hard enough it is mildly painful still wearing my jeans. I need out of them, and inside these two women before me, but this is their show. I am a very willing spectator until such time they call for a volunteer from the audience to join the show.
They slow down a bit, catching me staring at the curves their bodies make as they lie together. "You are wearing too much. Take it off and come here."
I don't know who said it, I don't care. The mice have played, time for the hawk to feed.
I stand and pull off my shirt. She locks eyes on me, watching intently while absently caressing my wifes belly and breasts. I know that look, I'm not the only predator in the room. I slow it down a little and look her in the eye as I undo my belt and pants, and let them fall, revealing the bulge in my shorts. Her eyes and smile at widen slightly, she tries and fails to keep eye contact as I ease my shorts down, allowing the waist to hang up on my erect cock, pulling it down so she can watch as it is revealed bit by bit, and then it is free and springs up. She is pleased and extends her hand to call me onto the bed to join her and my wife.
I crawl onto the bed, and lean into them so we can kiss each other, first my wife, and then her. She tastes good, and smells even better, like jasmine I think. I run a hand down her body, feeling the solid muscle under the soft surface, cupping her ass as I lower myself over my wife and spreading her legs open with my free hand I descend on her pussy and begin to lightly lick and kiss her. She moans and raises her hips to me, turning to our friend and kissing her solidly. I begin to slowly lick in and around her folds, tasting the excitement from her earlier efforts. I roll her around with my tongue, tickling her opening until I can feel her nerves humming, then find her clit and suck on it as she arches her back and I bring my wife for her 1st of many orgasms of the night.
I pull up, taking a breath and feeling the wetness on my face as it cools in the open air. I look at my next victim, her eyes are dark with lust, lips parted, half drunk with need. She is laying next to my wife so when she lowers her leg it exposes her lower body to me. Her eyes widen an bit then roll back as I reach between her thighs and rub her mound, slipping my fingers through her folds. She lays her head on my wifes shoulder and opens her legs more, I shoot my wife a wicked smile which she returns, and I dive in.
She is sweet, and hot, her pussy is ready for me. I slip one finger, then two inside her and slowly explore her as I lick and suck her lips and find her clit with the tip of my tongue. She slowly rocks her hips and moans softly under my touch. Wanting more she reaches out to my wife sitting next to her on the bed, pulling her over her so she can straddle her face, exposing my wifes pussy to her eager mouth.
As I continue to suck, lick, and explore with my fingers she eats my wifes pussy, pulling her down to get as much of her into her mouth as she can, making my wife writhe on her face. She reaches up and fondles my wifes breasts with one hand while holding her ass firmly in place with the other, causing her to moan and her breath to quicken. Not wanting to get lost in the sexy show before me I give her clit a few more licks and a nibble, eliciting a muffled squeal of laughter from her as she keeps eating my wife while I move up between her legs. I pick up her ankles and hold them high and wide as I rub the tip of my cock on her pussy, dripping with my saliva and her excitement. She starts to match my rubbing with her hips, finding me with her opening she squirms, getting the tip inside she bucks a little harder and makes a frustrated noise from under my wife. I give her what she wants.
With one smooth stroke I push myself into her hot wet pussy until our bodies meet in that delicious sensation where no more can go in and you are grinding your bodies together.
She makes a deep animal noise and pulls my wife down harder, causing my wife to throw her head back and moan loudly as I start to pump her pussy, long, slow, full strokes nearly all the way out and plunging in as far as I can go again. Now she is moaning into my wifes pussy, pulling her onto her face hard with both hands, raising her hips to meet every thrust as I start to gain speed, my wife arching her back, her sweat covered breasts inches from my face. I lean into her and start to fuck her hard and fast, at the same time I get a mouthful of my wifes breasts, first one, then the other. With a shout and much shaking she cums on our friends face, I can see it running down her chin and neck. She keeps eating her greedily as her own orgasm starts to roll over her, I lengthen my stroke and push her over the edge, feeling her pussy spasm on my cock as she screams into my wifes crotch.
I ease up and let them untangle, my wife collapsing in a heap, some hoarse whispers and giggling exchanged as we all catch our breath for a moment.
I pull my wife over to me, and I leave a trail of kisses and licks up her leg, stopping briefly at her pussy, eliciting an aftershock before continuing up the rest of her body. We lock into a deep kiss, full of lust, hunger. I am between her thighs, my ready cock brushing her. She reaches down and guides me in, eyes rolling back as she pulls me fully into her soaked pussy. I have to start slow as she is still sensitive from the tongue lashing she just received, but soon I am thrusting into her fast and hard, she cums once, then again, screaming into a pillow and squeezing our friends hand. My own hands aren't idle, as I half lay on top if my wife fucking her I have a free hand working in our friends pussy, two fingers buried as far as they will go, massaging her g-spot as she rolls her hips in unison with my probing hand.
They both cum again, my wife pushing me away with an evil grin, "fuck her baby, fuck her good".
I slap our new friends ass and tell her to roll over onto her knees. She complies and presents her little butt to me, I can see the wetness glistening in the dim light, she looks so hot, ready. I lean in and run my tongue up the inside of her thigh making her jump. I follow the line of her leg up to her pussy, lightly flicking her folds with my tongue before I rise up, pausing to put teeth on her tight ass cheek making her squeak in surprise. She looks at me with some venom, and no small measure of lust, I slap her other cheek making her jump. As she starts to say something I steal her words as I slam my cock into her to the hilt. She gives a loud and surprised moan, turning low and deep as I start to grind into her. Having made up for the pain I start to give it to her, slow and long at first, then gradually faster, harder. Soon I am slamming into her, my hands firmly in her hips but not needing to pull her to me as she is meeting my every thrust with her whole body, every stroke impacting with a jarring thrust. The sound of sex is loud in the small room, slapping flesh, my grunts, her moans give way to small shrieks mixed with my wifes breathing as she leans back in my earlier spot on the sectional, vigorously fingering herself.
I feel our friend start to falter, her breathing changes, and she pushes her face into the pillow and screams out her orgasm, I can feel it on my crotch, her juices running down my legs and balls.
It's all I can take. My breathing starts to change, I start to growl deep in my chest as I feel the pressure inside me start to rise, still slamming the full length of my cock into her. She hears and feels the change and rises up and pushes back harder into me as the last of my control blows apart and I roar my orgasm out and slam fully into her as my cock pulses, filling her pussy with my cum. My orgasm is so powerful something in my back pops, I barely notice the pain, there will be time to worry about that later. But now, now I ride out the wave of endorphines and push the last of my seed deep into her before sitting down hard. My hand is still on her tight little ass as I catch my breath, the girls lock eyes and start to giggle.
"That was fun!"
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Changes, dating as a not single, and other items of (dis)interest
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Posted:Dec 5, 2015 2:11 pm
Last Updated:Jul 9, 2016 8:47 pm
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We as a triad have gone through a few changes in the last few months. I have been gradually realizing that I'm missing something, and through an outside influence the topic of allowing me to go play again entered the conversation more directly. It could have gone better, there was some rushing of the issue due to my own excitement and the person we chose to be my first run off the range. We should have talked a bit more and eased into it, but I admit, I was selfish and I wanted that ass (and oh, what an ass,...whew!), she wanted my cock, and we both jumped across that line with a "fuck it, we're good friends, we can handle it" attitude. Now we know we were not entirely correct about that. So we had a couple fits and starts, but on the other side of it our triad came out with a clear set of rules, who was ready for what, and can go on in the future with me having the ability to find new playmates.
I get to find people to play with, they get veto power of course. If Deni is so inclined and said playmate is up for it, she may join me on occasion, but it's primarily just me. Jamie isn't interested in bedding other people, but is open minded should someone come along that tickles her fancy.
So. I'm reentering the dating scene. As an *attached* male.
Yay!
*thud!*
I was never any good at this shit before, I suck more at it now if anything. Honestly Deni was the hook, I just got to come along and provide the stunt penis. So this is a daunting task, but I'm happy my girls are up for it, trust me to be smart and safe, allowing me to get out and have some new adventures.
I *had* a couple ladies in mind, but knowing there's someone that's interested, and being able to make it work with schedules, , etc.,... Yeah. Still looking, trying to figure out what works after 9 years out of actively playing, all with no idea what makes one stand out in a sea of penises all vying for a handful of womens attention. Liiiiittle behind the curve, I'll admit it. 
But, we do what we can. I'm gradually looking around and seeing what people use for such interactions these days. Lots to choose from, no idea what works and what doesn't, so I'll just blunder around and hope. 
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End of an era,... New Horizons is gone.
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Posted:Jul 14, 2015 8:40 pm
Last Updated:Aug 16, 2015 9:43 pm
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SO yeah, last month was the final party at New Horizons. Since weren't active members any more we were sadly inelligable to attend what I'm sure was a big blowout of a party.
After we came back from CA, I was underemployed and the money required to renew our membership and attend wasn't there. After things picked up we had health issues in the way, but in the last year we were looking at going back. A few months ago a young woman moved in with us, and we were interested in getting her out where she could safely feed her appetites, so I decided to look up NH again and get our triad renewed. I logged on and found there were a mere 3 parties until the end.
It's a major drag that such a great place, where we learned and grew so much ourselves, is now gone forever. There are other options, but they just don't speak to us like NH did.
We've been thinking about the potential to find some other like minded people to locate a property, something further North to keep from crowding the other facility in the area, and make it more attractive to our BC neighbors. Not a small undertaking by any means, but if we found the right location, and could find an investor for the startup, who knows?...
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Yeah, we're still here,...
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Posted:Aug 27, 2014 8:49 pm
Last Updated:Oct 19, 2014 10:44 am
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Been a good while since we used this site much. Most folks have left to use facepalm or worse, that list Craig has,... Whatever, we are still here, and FINALLY off weekends so we can get out and socialize again. Looking forward to seeing our kinky friends again.
To facilitate that, we'll be starting up a Dinner meet again, Friday night seems to be the best for us, we'll be posting dates/locations in the various area groups. Hoping to start in September, have to see what date will be best, October at the latest.
In other news. I (the him 3rd) recently got back into photographing nude models (have a girl/girl in a hot tub shoot this weekend that promises to be VERY interesting). Upgraded the equipment, am portable, and looking for new people to do sets with from mild to wild. Need something sexy for your signifigant other, or just coz you want to, new material for your profile, whatever.
Just a hobby so I don't charge for the shoots, just ask that when possible, I can use a couple images (you approve) for my portfolio. Otherwise, the experience and getting people pix that make them happy works for me. Links to my online portfolios available on request to local folks with serious inquiries.
Hope everyone is finding some fun on this asylum of a website!
D,J,&J
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Getting here from there, 16 years in an open relationship
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Posted:Dec 29, 2010 5:43 am
Last Updated:Mar 2, 2020 1:35 pm
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We've been asked on occasion how we started, and what it was like getting where we are now in our polyamorous relationship. Did we start out this way? Have we always done things the same, did we change, and what changed? All typical and valid qustions.
So! I had been thinking about the topic at work this evening and decided I'd do a semi sorta hope I remeber what the fuck I was doing & when & in what order post. Yes, this will be in my typical rambling in circles ADD manner, get over it!
So, lets see here. Did we start out this way? In a word, yes.
When I met Deni all those years ago, she was concerned that when I found out she liked girls as much as I did I may not want her any more. I was fine with it, and the fact that she was pretty much lesbian didn't really bother me. Male or female, if someone can take my girl from me I either did something wrong or couldn't do anything about it, the result would be the same, so I wasn't worried about it.
So, from the get go we embraced the idea that we could feed her need for punani, allow me to share in that fun, and enjoy sex with eachother at the same time without destroying what we had. And there is where our search started, even before we were married. The wonderful thing about our relationship was that we were more like best freinds hanging out and perving on women than a boyfreind/girlfreind or husband/wife. I'd see a hot woman and mantion it to her, and instead of the increadibly heavy for such a small purse upside the head, I'd get an "ooooh, she looks tasty!". While our ideal woman was not the same, our general tastes in looks and more importantly attitudes where the same.
The area where we met and spent our 1st couple years together was pretty sparse when it came to people that were like us, even now if you search the area on this website you wont find much. Smalltownitis is prevalent in that community and always will be. Still, we started out on AOL and the chat rooms there, primarily in the F4F & BiF4BiF rooms. Deni & I became fixtures in one particular room and made friends with several women around the country, a couple we occasionaly chat with today some 15 years after the fact. Unfortunately Deni cannot type well and felt as if people were judging her for it and left me to do much of the typing and eventualy the interacting.
Over time we made a few connections in our area and after moving from the middle of BFE desert CA to Ventura, we met our 1st woman offline. Now this wasn't to be our first encounter, just a meeting over drinks and some idle chit chat. She was a wonderful lady and we wish things could have progressed from there. However things happened in her life shortly there after that prevented us from seing her again.
There were a few connections here and there over the next couple years, seems as many people as there are in & around Ventura, at that time people just weren't into meeting much. In fact the entire time we were in CA the only encounter we had was totaly unplanned with a couple of my coworkers, just with no direct contact. We did the State Street thing in Santa Barbara with a guy & girl we were friends with, got WAY too hammered, and at our hotel it turne into a game of who can make their girl cum the loudest. They won, as judged by the applause coming from the rooms around us. Fun times.
We did have an opportunity to pop our cherry on our last night in CA, but we passed on it. Our hostess for the night was quite a little hottie, someoen we'd known for a couple years and was a good friend. I'd joked to Deni about asking her to come join us in bed that evening, and she seemed to really like th idea but was afraid our lady freind would be offended. She knew her better than I so I let it go, but as it turns out she was totally into the idea. Too bad we found this out a couple weeks later when I ws talking to her on the phone,... She's definately one we added to the "kick yourself for not doing:" list.
So! Washington here we come. I wont go into numbers, names, or the pervy things we did, but I will say this. Washington is a SHIT load more interesting than CA! In the hadfull of years we searched in CA, we met the one lady. In the 1st year we were in WA, on a little fucking island even, we met a lot of people in this area and all around Puget Sound. Folks are a bit more open minded up here it would seem.
We started out with the folks on AOL, then we started using the Excite personals which was free until it was bought out by a company that made it into a pay only service. We met a couple dozen people off that site alone in the few months we were on there.
Now, back on topic, we had laid out some basic ground rules ahead of time so we could be sure we came through the other side in one piece. Once we had had an encounter or two we edited our rules as needed as we learned what we liked, what we didn't, and where our limits needed to be. Honestly, there weren't many changes, if we got along with someone well enough to bang them we were prety much OK as neither of us has issues with giving/getting enough attention. We're pleasers and it was all about making our playmate very, VERY happy. That was just us and the fact that we were only playing with single women may have played a large role in that.
We did find our first steadyish relationship in that 1st year, a woman we saw on & off for the next few years as our situations allowed us to be together. This was someone we both loved, and still do to a minor extent. She's not in our life anymore, but we keep in touch. Those expereinces can happen and there is where your rules will really make the difference between staying together or having a critical meltdown. Regardless, this is what every couple goes through when they are new to the lifestyle, wether they are soft swinging or rollin a full blown swap situation, your perception of what it will be like and what it IS like are rarely the same. Be prepared for that and you'll be ok.
After Excite went to shit, we banged around a couple other sites until we found a small website called Affairlook. This was in '99 & back then there was Affairlook, friend finder, and one other all run by the same parent company. Now there are a couple dozen sites all run by Friend Finder Inc. Anyway, we got on this crazy website and immediately started making connections all over the damned place. Back then we were on here as WaCpl4Bif. Gradualy there were more and more WaCpl**** and it got too confusing so I changed our handle to FreqsOnnaLeash, later to become 3FreqsOnnaLeash after we were with Jamie for a while.
Anyway, in those early days of Affairlook we met a lot of people at little meet & greets and the occasional party held down in Tacoma, WA. Our 1st party was at a roadhouse for someones birthday where over 200 members of this website turned out. It was somewhat in-fucking-sane, definately not what we expected, overwhelming, but still a lot of fun. We were hooked!
Over the next couple years we met literaly hundreds of people offline. Most of them at some event or another, but still, the networking was what made this all work for us, either via the chatrooms or at meets/parties. The random pinging of profiles didn't really work when it came to meeting playmates, too little interaction.
Over this time we made several connections, and made a few really good freinds, many we are still in touch with in some form or another. We grew as a couple, explored, expanded our horizons, learned what we liked and didn't like, and what was simply out of the question. We found that couples that dont do full swap aren't real popular with "real swingers", whatever that means. We figured out that while house parties with people we knew were fun at first, it really depended on the people there as to wether we'd stick around for the "fun". And eventaly we found that we really enjoy swing clubs, those that are run well at least.
Some years back Deni & I were sponsored in to New Horizons, a local swing club. We loved it! the place was well put together and has all kinds of fun things to enjoy (we loved the indoor pool!), great company, and NO PRESSURE. It was fantastic. You arive in time for dinner, see who's there, say hi to people you know, say hi to people you dont know, enjoy dinner with either/or, and see where the evening goes. We've been a number of times, the last few with Jamie, and never once had sex with someone else. But the ability to see and be seen, or not,... The energy in the place is undeniable and it is easy to let go and just run with it. Very primal and pure this sex thing, great times!
As for how we did it relationship wise. We were just ready to give it a shot really. We were curious, and we both knew we could leave at any time, had the option to play or not, what we wanted to do was entirely up to us and whomever we were interacting with IF we decided to interact at all. It was very relaxed, and really it didn't call for any sort of a rule change as by the time we decided to try a real club we were at a point where our rules were very stable.
Now, we had been seeing some people here and there, and with a few of the ladies, particularly the married ones, I was not welcome to join in the festivities so Deni was playing alone. This was fine and was always part of our particular rules from the outset as we knew there would be those situations. However Deni wasn't keen on me going out on my own just yet, and it was some time before I was let off the leash a couple times. Turned out that while fun in the end, was a vivid reminder of why I HATE dating. So much easier when it's the two of us together with deni hooking them and me reeling them in.  Over all it was a good thing, it allowed us to explore and learn, even a hard lesson or two as Deni found out when she finally got ahold of her ideal woman and choked, she was not amused & told Deni to go fly a kite,... It took some work to get over the rejection of a fantasy, further evidence that some fantasies are hard to live up to.
During this time the meet & greet that was near us, well nearish, took and hour and a half to get there, closed shop and we were left with no events in our area. So, Deni & I decided to start our own meet and see what happened. As luck would have it we startd a good thing and over the years we have done it we've had the longest running meet North of Seattle for over 6 years now. We met many new people, made some solid connections, and have made some great new friends. By some miracle we haven't had any real problems either (knock on wood!). Granted, it's come up a time or twenty to tank the whole thing since we've been doing it so long and attendance has taken a definate downturn over the last year. But the reality is it's the one night a month we get to be out with people who dont think we're freaks, people we can be open around, and when we're lucky, our freaky friends can make it out and spend an evening.
It was at our meet that we came across Jamie (that networking thing again!). She'd been to the old meet a couple times (we were never there at the same time tho), and had come out to our meet once before, but it was the 2nd time around was when Deni took notice of her and we started talking. We got gradualy closer and were at the point where she was at our house more than hers when we started talking about having her become more than a "friend". Having had a girlfriend already it wasn't a new concept, but we still needed to talk about it. It was about this time that Jamie was seeing a couple other people and we decided if we were gonna do this we'd better do it now. So, in Decmeber of 2008 we asked her if she'd like to be our 3rd full time. She accepted, and we have been in a poly-fidelous relationship ever since.
It's not always easy, it's not always fun, and in reality anyone who thinks this is a great idea is likely to be in for a big suprise. Keeping one woman happy is work, keeping TWO happy is a fook'n career!
Seriously, it has it's ups & downs like any relationship, just more complex and yu have to handle two peoples interests and feelings at the same time no matter what you are doing. This is where our rules had to be re-examined. Overall we didn't change much other than the fact that we dont play with other people unless all of us are into that person and they are into all of us, no exceptions. In the years we have been together there have only been two people that made the grade, and it still didn't go down.
Getting where we are now wasn't a short road, it had it's curves and switchbacks, and a fair share of "dips", but overall we have had a great run of it and are looking forward to what the future brings us.
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DADT is DEAD
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Posted:Dec 18, 2010 2:10 pm
Last Updated:Apr 18, 2012 5:25 pm
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As of today the bill to repeal Dont Ask Dont Tell has passed and is waiting on the POTUS signature to make it law. Seeing as this was one of Obamas target items, it should be signed into law in the next few days.
It's about fook'n time!
Aside from a majority of folks in heavy combat & SPECWAR units, most military members dont see an issue with allowing gays to serve without fear of being outed. Damned near every one of them knows at least one person that they're certain is gay, male or female, and I can bet that many of them are serving right now with someone in thier unit that they have NO clue is gay. And really, it shouldn't matter any more after this takes affect than it did before.
Some people are worried that there will be instances of harassment, either sexual or in retaliation for someones "gayness". The reality is the current regs that cover harasment of ANY kind already cover situations that may arise from the introduction of openly gay service members. While I would recommend that people keep their personal lives personal, it should never be a reason to boot someone who is willing to stand the line to defend the rights and freedoms of everyone.
There are those that claim there are rules in the UCMJ that make being a gay male illegal regardless. The specific rules deal with sodomy of course, but if one delves deep into those same rules there are all kinds of fun gems. For instance, sodomy includes EVERYONE (even if she likes it guys), it's against the UCMJ, so every butt-fkkr out there is in deep shit (pardon the pun). There are also regs that clearly state that any sexual relations other than those with your spouse are illegal, and ONLY in the missionary position. So basicly everyone is screwed for screwing, except for those few wierdos that only do it missionary, freaks,... So yeah, lets just forget that whole argument, k? Good.
People who are worried about the risk of exposure to HIV need to wake the fuck up. Seriously.
ALL servicemembers are required to be tested for HIV annualy. They are not, however, required to be tested for anything else unless they are suspected of exposure. The gay community, much like the swing community, is very aware of the threat of stds and tend to be more open about talking about it and using protection. As evidenced by the fact that according to the CDC, the segment of the population that has the highest risk for HIV infection are heterosexuals. Those goons that think they are 10' tall bullet proof cocked porn stars in waiting that fuck every and any thing they can,... Oh yeah, I'm SO wanting to deal with thier bloody wounds in a combat zone, sign me the hell up!
Bottom line: These men and women are there to do a job. One that may put their lives in extreme danger, may end their lives, and they do it now just as they have for all of recorded history. Those folks that are concerned that there will be "distractions" need to get a life. Seriously, there are combat troops that have served for years in the front lines, and recived accomodations for valor, that are as gay as the sky is blue. These people live under the constant threat of losing the job they love because of one slip, one accusation, one nosy neighbor making a phone call. How is this fair? HOW is this in keeping with the ideals laid out by the Constitution of these United States that these same people have sworn to defend and protect with thier own blood & bone??
It's about fook'n time!
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TSA suckage
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Posted:Nov 24, 2010 4:21 am
Last Updated:May 2, 2024 12:25 pm
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OK, so I've been reading articles, and seeing news stories, as well as the occasional Affairlook blog posting concerning the body scanners and body searches the TSA is required to perform on air travelers.
Many people dont care, they see it as a thing to prevent them from being embedded in the next smoking hole made in the name of Alah. There's a few that are plain out not happy about it, but deal because it's required. And there are a few that are stirring up shit, calling for boycotts, making false claims, and overall making a shit situation worse than it already is.
Personally, in addition to the hundreds of flight hours I have aquired in the last 22 years, I know WAY too much about aircraft to like flying in them. So I drive or take the train if it's an option. When I do have to fly I plan it out so I have to take along the least shit possible. I wear simple clothing, sandals, and put anything I can live without in my check bag, leaving my carry-on bag as light and small as possible instead of being like many people that try to cram all they can into thier carry-on to save on checked baggage fees. After years of traveling around the world I have a good idea of what I'll need for a trip and never take any more than that, I can always buy throw away items where I'm going.
I can agree with increased security measures on high risk time frames. I dont like it, but I understand it and will prepare for them if I have to fly. If people would decide what they were going to do and plan accordingly these lines would move a LOT faster. I realize this would require some modicum of concern for people other than one self, so I dont hold out much hope of the current situation changing in the near future.
I agree there needs to be better training for screeners, including some medical information to prevent incidents like the gentleman with the urostomy bag being drained on him. That and possibly rotating the people doing scans more frequently to prevent burnout and subsequent indifference in the face of a decidedly unpleasant job. As for those few people that find some enjoyment by singling out members of the opposite sex for a body search should be identified and prosecuted. That's sexual asault and they should be treated as /molesters. Once a few people are hammered hard and fast it will thin that shit out.
I dont relish the idea of either a body scan or a pat down, after all the raditaion I've taken while in the military the less the better. So it's absorbing more radiation or a groping from some poor schlep that probably didn't sign on for a job that gets you WAY too close to peoples personal places, all day, every day.
And there's a point too many folks dont take into account. Yes, there IS a training issue and lack of oversight is some cases. But overall, these people really dont want to be doing what they are doing. They are praying you'll go through the scan, the more the better. Because those people that dont will have to be patted down, thoroughly. That includes people of the same sex, people that are nasty smelly bastatrds, moose ass fugly motherfuckers, people that are obese (you HAVE to feel inside all the folds of flesh, it's regualtion), people that treat you like shit because they think you're a minimum wage ex-con molester, people that get enraged because you're doing the job you're required to do even though you fucking hate it, or any combination thereof. Keep in mind how much you hate having to get patted down and multiply that by several hundred times evry day you are work, and that's how much those people dislike giving you that same pat down. While the TSA does pay fairly well compared to many shit jobs, it does not pay nearly enough for that shit. I'd rather be a janitor for the rest of my life than work that job ever! *shudder*
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Personal updates and further adventures in meet & greets
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Posted:Nov 24, 2010 3:39 am
Last Updated:May 2, 2024 12:25 pm
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I'll be starting a new job in January that will have me back to working on aircraft again. The pay is a damned sight better, the bennies as well, and if I keep my shit together I'll be able to add a couple more $ an hour within a couple months. When I retired I was happy to be getting away from planes after 20 years. Now, having had over 2 years break, I'll be happy to get back to what I know best. This job I have now is OK, it's not hard, and while it pays better than most the hours are too few & really, it's just work I frikkin HATE. I dont like cleaning up after people, esp. fucking customers in a retail environment. I'll be happy to get back to doing work I enjoy vs. work I cant stand. I just have to train a couple new peole and eventualy my replacement, and by the time that's done I'll be leaving.
Oddly enough, I could have started sooner, but I elected to postpone it so that I could finish trainign the new folks and give my employer a chance to get thier crap together before I left. It seems this acton along with my prior expereince impressed the people that interviewed me. I didn't expect to hear from them for at least a week, I didn't make it to the parking lot. I was offered the job on the spot, kind of makes a guy feel good. 
Anyway, hopefully we'll be able to use this to pull ourselves out of this hole we're existing in at the moment, and my next summer I hope we have our shit together well enough to move out of our little rat trap and find a place where we have more room. Room for each of us to stretch out, and even better, room to have our freinds visit.
So! Meet and greets! This subject is tied into the pending career change. The new company is a 24/7 operation, and as the new puke I'll be put where I'm needed. So, the odds that I'll be on the weekend night shift are pretty high. If this is the case, the M&G may have to go bye bye for a while. Interest has been waning in direct proportion to the decrease in overall activity on Affairlook as a whole. The chats are dying out, the group boards are worse yet, & average attendance at the meet is barely enough to be worth it.
I admit, some of it is burn out, six years is a long time to be hosting, but some is also the occasional unapreciative prick that has nothing but complaints when it comes to thier experences at the meet. To them I say this: I cant fix it if you dont tell me it's broke, preferably WHEN you're there so I even KNOW you're there, and if you dont like it, by all means host your own meet. It's not hard to do, believe me, it's persitence and dealing with the occasional whiner that wears you down over time. Some folks make it last, some make it to the door, never know till ya try!
Regardless, I'm optomistic that we'll be able to carry on with the meets, even if we need to do them on a week day (The original North Sound M&G was on a Wednesday at a Dennys' for many years). When it comes down to it, it'll depend more on pople coming out than anything else.
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Sexual harassment will not be tolerated, it will however be judged
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Posted:Oct 28, 2010 6:02 am
Last Updated:Oct 9, 2016 10:42 am
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So, anyone else ever notice that aside fom the fact that the only time most people feel sexually harassed at work is when they go through the classes, is that shortly after going through Prevention Of Sexual Harassment training the incidents of complaints skyrocket?
You’d think it would be the opposite effect, but it would seem that instead of making people more aware that they may have been acting in an inappropriate manner & slowing it down, people instead become over sensitive and complain about every fucking thing.
We had some instances at work recently of people complaining about others being in their “bubble”, even though it was perfectly harmless and work related (reaching for a trash can, cleaning nearby, etc.). No contact or inappropriate behavior what so ever, but people still complained. Same way we have operated since I’ve been there, but suddenly an issue.
Other instances involved inappropriate observation of members of the opposite sex, namely staring at them or watching them pass by. Had one gentleman that was just zoning out looking across the room, & there happened to be a young lady in the vicinity of his gaze that was convinced he was staring her down even though he wasn’t looking anywhere near her.
Previously we had one of our best people, the MOST respectful and courteous people I know, received a complaint because some woman was positive he had said to someone else that she “looked sexy”. First, since when it that a problem if the person is someone you know and they take it as a compliment? How is it anyone elses business? 2nd, we all knew it was BS & this person either heard him incorrectly or translated something like “you look really good today” as “you look sexy”. Regardless, it started a huge problem and almost got him fired, all over an unprovable 3rd party complaint.
We’ve gotten to the point where we don’t interact with anyone because we have to be afraid that someone will freak the fuck out, complain, and we’ll be out of a job. And I mean “we”, because whomever gets the complaint may get fired, and I’ll get fired because I’m in charge and it’ll be my ass too.
So we have to slow down & take longer to get our work done because we have to make sure we don’t intrude on any ones “bubble”. We have tight spaces to work in, and sometimes it cant be avoided, but we still have to pussy-foot around in case someone else takes offense. We don’t talk to anyone about anything that is not work related other than polite and brief conversation. And we make it a point not to look at anyone if we can avoid it. And there’s where I have a problem,…
I’ll admit I look, I look a LOT. However I’ve perfected the ability to see a lot in a short amount of time. I pick up more with a glance than most do with a long look. Still, some things grab my attention. For instance, we have some very attractive ladies that KNOW they are attractive and they dress the part & put it all on display.
Now, if you put it out there, WHY in the fuck do you get butt hurt when someone admires it?? What, only your b/f-hubby can look? Great, you wanna dress nice to impress him, just keep that shit at home! Is the person looking too ugly for you or creeps you out? Wah, go cry a river, they have eyes too! If you dress provocatively people WILL look, you cant pick and choose whom!
Seriously ladies, if you don’t want people looking at your breasts, don’t wear a wonder bra, a low edge camisole, and a deep-vee shirt that looks painted on. All you need is a tattoo on your cleavage that says “lookie-lookie!”. If you dress up provocatively like you're gonna hit the club after work, yet you're offended if peole check you out, you need a fucking reality check.
It’s like setting a plate of food on the coffee table and then whipping your because he stared at it, duh!
I’m all for making people comfortable at work, both physically and mentally, and if it were my call I’d adjust the dress code to be more neutral. No boobies, no skirts, no heels. Fuck it lets all wear slacks and button up shirts, uniforms for eveyone! Then we’ll all just have to walk around inside plastic bubbles and only text message eachother so nobody who isn't part of the conversation can hear it.
Fook'n humans,...
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