Generally like it with loads butter/salt - 2 people, one each side, nose to nose- rinsed away at the end with a nice Chablis or Muscadet - HEAVEN on earth.
Always eat dinner - meat, veg, potatoes etc in that order. No liquid during the food but always after.
14 years and £7500 in fines - where do you hand yourself in at?
Does anyone remember the old game that we used to play in which everyone took turns to make up a sentence that followed on from the one that the person in front had just made?
I am not sure if this will really work here but it's worth a try.
Below I have reproduced the opening 2 paragraphs of a novel that I wrote many years ago.
Now the idea is that no one really knows where this is going - but please write a further paragraph and post it as a reply (maybe as a quote) so that everyone else can see where you think it should and as a consequence construct a 'follow on' paragraph of their own to yours, and so on until we get to a satisfactory end (I suppose for the purposes of this initial try no more than 2500 words in total). I will then select the best of the 'continuing paragraphs' and after three days set the final draft on to the 'Swingers Stories' page for all to read and share. Truly it would be a 'Swingers Story'.
Come on then give it a try....it may not work due to the logistics of the thing, but frigg it......... let's see where we take it!!
He sat in the soft hide recliner watching how the clothes wrapped now around the body. The memory of the night long events cajoled a self satisfied smile from his unshaven face; his spent member stirred and eagerly began to succumb to the faint hint of what was perhaps, to be repeated.
He had spent Friday night, or was it Saturday, in gluttonous worship of that tiny, pert, soft but perfectly proportioned body. Goldie, the name the only betrayal of the chosen career, was in every respect the most desirable of all those whom he had had the opportunity to indulge himself with. In stark contrast to the delicate refinement of that form, his own bearish obesity stood, like his erection, the perfect example of the sublime meeting the ridiculous.
And the story continues.....................
One of the ladies that I coach squash - she's incredible, no husband or b/f, great nips (when she's hot, bothered and flushed), well in shape and chases balls all over the place - but I couldn't bring myselt to - it wouldn't ever be quite the same seeing her bend down in front of me again - and that's a sight I would like for as long as I can see.
I know that us guys do, but do you ladies really compare notes on the guys and rate performance, ability, ingenuity and all the other stuff that make up a good fuck