Wife Sharing is Caring: on vacation: a Romantic Hotwife Menage short story

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Warning: As you’d expect, this week’s diary features some explicit details about sex, so it’s definitely NSFW. Monday

We settled into the familiar comfort of not having to hide anything; not having to pretend that we define our love with sexual fidelity. In having the opportunity to be ourselves, we were able to truly relax. And that’s what vacations are for, right?

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His confidence and muscular body were all the convincing I needed to accept his offer, and I did not regret it when I was moaning in ecstasy in his room a few hours later. Later, we attended a masturbation workshop, which would be better described as a meditation on self-pleasure. The pleasure on his face was palpable as we gave him a blowjob together, as was the pleasure on ours when he took turns going down on us. The session ended with him taking her from behind while burying his fingers in me, leaving all of us sweaty and breathless.

Even as experienced swingers, we were grateful to have spent the first few days becoming grounded with just each other, ensuring our communication and bond were solid: this always makes sex with others a more seamless experience. In fact, plenty of our fellow cruisers don’t even identify as swingers or non-monogamous. They just appreciate the opportunity to take a luxury vacation with non-judgmental, sex-positive people who hold space for them. Two days later my wife scheduled a three hour spa treatment for me at our resort. I had no idea what to expect. When I arrived I was taken to an open area in the mens section and asked to to remove my clothes. As they walked me to the massage area, I noticed that others had robes and I was the only one fully nude, which seemed odd. I also noticed some smiles/laughs that must have been due the very small penis I was not so proudly revealing. Of course, having the kind of sex most people only get to fantasise about didn’t hurt either. FridayI said as long as he could get me showered and out the door in time for my second date with the muscle-bound guy from Thursday, then he was welcome to have me. How to Do It is Slate’s sex advice column. Have a question? Send it to Stoya and Rich here. It’s anonymous! Though my eyes remained closed, I could feel the energy of everyone in the room discovering how profound masturbation can be when you aren’t just racing to reach a climax. I was so in my element that all the insecurities I brought on board were gone by this point. Don’t let anyone fool you into thinking that swinging requires looking a certain way: the name of the game is confidence, and I was seeing that being myself is all I need. Wednesday

My husband and I kept things quiet as well, reinforcing our love for each other with a sunset blowjob on the balcony. I enjoyed both of their company over the next few hours, but afterwards, I was hardly able to stand.After a morning of topless photos on the beach, we invited a friend to our room for a threesome. She had suggestively asked to help celebrate my husband’s birthday, and he was more than happy to unwrap this gift. I can’t stop thinking about my older cousin. I hope I see him at the family reunion. Every time we run into each other it’s like we were never apart even though we are both married with children. He always initiates and can’t keep his hands off me when we are alone. The last time we saw each other there were so many stollen moments. Starting out with him sitting between me and his wife Nicole at dinner. First things first....this is my first post....I am not trolling for anything. This is an honest account. Like it or don't, it is okay with me. Some time in the morning, the ship pulled up offshore Rangiroa Atoll, where dolphins are known to frolic.

When we got to our room, I caught my wife pleasuring herself in the shower, which has never happened before. In fact, she’s pretty much given upon sex. I called her out on it and she mentioned that her massage included a happy ending and she had not cum so hard in years. Of course, the closest I got was having my butt cheeks massaged. I felt ripped off and all she said was “maybe next time.”

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He eased into his seat on the dance floor as she writhed her body around him in time to the music, making me wish it was my birthday, too. Thursday She keeps shivering and eventually tells me that she isn’t feeling well, but doesn’t want to ruin our trip. I’m ashamed to admit it, but I was psyched that she said that because I wanted to get the hell out of there. As I said before, I’m not a big fan of nature.