Sex is an interesting thing and as the levels to it. Some get stuck at a level or say a limit which is sad in my opinion. I'm not saying everyone should Swing as it has done more damage than helping from what l have seen. But when it works, oh my god...
But this story goes deeper than that, if you add others or not. The worst thing at least in my opinion is having set roles in bed, where it is simply the same thing over and over again, and that includes attitude. Some of the best sex of my life was with my wife and l, and the best of them was when she stepped out of her shell, which is to be more shy and surely the follower.
One of these was when she pegged me for the first time, but that pales to when she did so at her request, then even better when she didn't ask for permission. Then rounding up the subject, when she did with three of her girlfriends watched with amazement.
Stepping away from that was another first was the night we both engaged in bi-sex. l was amazed how she finally went there after much time saying she wouldn't. As for me, a long-held interest when finally the right opportunity showed its face. That opened a whole new world to us which we never regretted.
But as the title states, Never Too Old, and the main reason for this telling is all about that. When you think nothing could be new again, and surprisingly it was my wife's doing for the most part.
Most of our Swinging Life was spent with one couple, the ones we lost our Bi Cherry to but that doesn't matter. But if you removed them l would say it was a healthy spread of Couples and Threesomes along the way. We both preferred other couples but as Bi-females are far easier to find the numbers of adding another woman outweighed the MMFs. And to be honest, we had far less interest in MFM or FMF, both smitten by Bi so leaving cards from the deck of possibilities. And maybe because although it might sound to the contrary, we didn't swing often after the many years with that special couple where it was very regular. It just was never the same, less an exciting twist here and there. No other woman excited me more than my wife, and god bless her for her claims that my cock was just right. Cock aside, few were more imaginative in bed than l. Not to toot my own horn, be then again. Most guys love bi-women, but fewer get the opportunity. But understand it is the same for women, the thought of two guys together excites them, and far fewer ever get that answered than their male counterpoint and that just isn't fair.
Touching on that, it was a new guy which was few and far between at this point. But my wife took to him and after being on the other side of that many times l was more than happy to allow things to move forward. For the most part, my wife took the lead which was uncommon or even nonexistent then. She did the back-and-forth that was needed to ensure it was right for all involved, then only at the end l was asked for the thumbs up to set things in stone.
It could not have come at a more opportune time, she had not pegged me in a long while, and real cock was longer yet. I am Bi-versatile but when it comes to that l much prefer to Bottom. Right or wrong l see it as l am Bi, not Gay so I find a woman's ass far more appealing. Yet warm flesh feels far better than cold rubber so l land where l do, and l am far removed from the power bullshit or so l thought. The truth is I'm a bigger guy and was in construction most of my life, so not the Sissy stature in the least. Nor has dressing in women's things ever had an appeal to me. I seen guys as cocks and just that, no personal attachment. While l could appreciate the beauty in all women, a tug was there for just about all of them. Not the need to fuck them, although if given the chance. But to serve and protect them which l think is engrained in most males.
After giving my approval a meet was set, not saying sex would be at the end of it but it surely wasn't off the table. We were to meet for dinner which was normal as you can gain things in public that you can't in private. It was to take place across town, somewhere we had never been to. l assumed that was his idea but l had no problem with it and later it made perfect sense.
