My Sexy Swinging Single Girl Days

After the guy who took my virginity in January 1973 broke up with me, I went on a rebound. It was during the rebound that I discovered my newfound sexuality. The first thing I did was get on the birth control pill. I did not want to get pregnant. I visited the Planned Parenthood office and get my prescription.

I began to explore things by having sex with other guys I dated after the breakup. I was with 6 other guys before the spring semester ended and 4 more during the summer when I returned home. That brought me to a total of 11 guys when I returned to university.

In the fall of 1973, I screwed five guys shortly after the semester started. Later that semester, I became a Little Sis in one of the fraternities on campus. As mentioned in that post, I found that my unofficial duties included keeping the fraternity brothers sexually satisfied. I ended up having actual sex with four of the fraternity brothers and the sex continued for several months.

In late spring 1974 my car got wrecked. With no car to get around, my roommate helped, and she would drive me around town. We went to a party one evening off campus and I met an older guy who was there. He was Hispanic and about eight years older than me. Nice looking. Really black long hair that went down almost to the middle of his back. That was common back then. He ran a record store / head shop (those of you who are older remember those places) and I could tell he really liked me, and we spent much of the evening talking. A few days later, he called me and asked me out for a date. I had a great time. After that, we started dating regularly and since my car was in the shop, he drove me around everywhere. One evening we went back to his place, and it happened. We had been to a party; I had some alcohol and was just horny. We started making out and before long, we were in bed. He took off his underwear and I jumped back. I had never seen a cock like his. There was no head showing. Just this wrinkly skin covering it! It scared me but he explained he was uncircumcised. Once he calmed me down, it was fine. The sex was amazing. He was a tender and gentle lover, and I had a fantastic orgasm. From that point on, we were inseparable. One of my friends had told me about blowjobs and he was the first guy I had ever given a blowjob to. I had come over to his apartment one evening and immediately unzipped his pants and I gave him his blowjob. At first, he was kind of upset because he thought I had done something wrong like having sex with another guy. I told him that was not the case. The semester ended and I stayed in the town that summer, living in the apartment with my gal pal and friend. He had a card deck with the Kama Sutra positions on the back of each card and that summer, we fucked using each of those Kama Sutra positions. He was the best lover up to that point in my life.

We stayed together until May 1975 when I graduated. I moved back home as I did not have a job and had college loans to pay off. I went back to the university town a couple of times that summer to visit him and have sex with him. But we slowly drifted apart and by August of that year, things were over between us.

After I moved back home, I stopped taking the birth control pill as I was no longer sexually active and there were / are side effects from long term use.

I was hired by the phone company in late summer. It was an evening job as an operator. I met one of the guys who was also an operator, and we hit it off well. I was 22 when we met. He was 19. He would flirt with me at work, and he tried to kiss me at work on the elevator. The door opened and our friends saw us, and the rumor was we had a thing going on. One time, he came up behind me and unhooked my bra at work! One evening, when our shift was over, I walked out to my car. He came up and asked what I was going to do after work. I told him I was heading home. He then said, out of the blue "From what I can see with your clothes on, you have the greatest breasts." He then reached out and fondled my boobs! I kind of laughed it off and he said, let's go to the bar down the street for some drinks. I agreed as I was horny, not having had sex since early summer. Before I knew it, we were at my apartment. I was horny. He was horny. We started making out and he unzipped his jeans. I took his cock out and gave him a blowjob. God, he came a lot and moaned loudly. We started dating and having sex. For a guy who was a bit younger than me, he was very talented in bed. I orgasmed from the sex with him, and we played together probably three months. During that time, we fucked every two to three days. After we broke up, I found out a few weeks later that he was engaged and he got married a month after our relationship ended.

It was after that sexual encounter that I decided to once again get on the pill as I thought the next time I was with a guy, it might lead to sex, and I hated condoms.

I scheduled an appointment with a gynecologist in town as I had always done once I lost my virginity. Getting annual exams is very important for a woman who is sexually active. He did the usual exam - breasts, pelvic exam, fingers in my ass and pussy at the same time, and the pap smear. When I told him I also wanted a prescription for birth control pills, he looked at my file and saw that I was single. I was 23 at the time. He looked at me like "What. You are having sex and are not married. You are going to hell." He wrote the prescription anyway and I got it filled.

After that first sexual interlude, I started going to the bars in my hometown. I met another guy, younger than me. Tall and good looking. He was a surfer. I was 23 and he was 18. The drinking age in Texas at that time was 18 so it was fine for him to be at the bar. We hit it off very well. I loved going to the beach with him. He would surf and I would tan. His 19th birthday was coming up and I decided to make it special for him. I still lived at home and so did he. We went out on a Friday night, and I told him, after dinner, that we were going to the Motel 6 in our town. I got the room and paid for it since I was working, and he was a student at the local junior college. We went to the room and quickly got naked. His cock was very large and very thick. The largest I had seen up to that point. He was a tall man -- 6'3" and here I was 5'2". I got on top and lowered myself onto him as he was so large and he came almost immediately. We just cuddled and the second time, he mounted me missionary style and pumped on me for a long time before cumming the second. I often wondered if he was a virgin since he came so quickly and he was, after all, only 19. I had good orgasms from just having sex with him but because of his size (nine-inch cock) and stamina (he could pump on me for 20 minutes without cumming), I got frequent UTIs. We dated another couple of months, and I broke up with the surfer boyfriend. as he could be a real jerk. A couple of months later, I went back to him as I missed the great sex. That lasted another couple of months, and we broke up for good.

I did not date anyone for a couple of months and then met a guy at one of the local bars. He came up to me and asked me to dance (I did not know him). He was good looking and was a great dancer. We chatted that evening at the bar and I found out he was 20 and I was still 23. I gave him my number, and he called me a few days later for a date. We went out on a couple of dates and after one of the dates, we went back to my apartment and started making out. We were on the couch and before long were completely naked. He reached into his wallet to get out a condom and I told him I was on the pill and no need for it. He seemed excited when I told him that. I got on my back and put my legs up in the air with legs wide open. He prepared to mount me, and he was getting ready to penetrate me but then before he even gets his cock close to my entrance when he came all over my pubic hair. He was embarrassed and apologized profusely. I told him not to worry. He got hard again VERY quickly and fucked me for several minutes before cumming in me. Unfortunately, his premature ejaculation occurred each time we tried to have sex, and I broke up with him. The breakup was dramatic. We got into a big fight at my apartment. He stormed out of my 2nd floor apartment and as he left, I went out on the balcony and shouted "You are a worthless SOB. You can't fuck worth a shit." It was during the summer and people were out and about and several heard me shout it out. I found out later he was good friends with my surfer boyfriend, and I think my surfer boyfriend told this guy what a great fuck I was. I felt very cheapened when I figured that out. I never wanted to be thought of as a whore or slut.

After the dancer boyfriend, I did not date anyone for a few months. I was starting to get a little burned out from the bar scene. I ran into one of my guy pals from high school who was about two years older than me. He asked me out and we started dating. After one of our dates, we went back to my apartment and started making out on the couch. Before long, we were naked. I was surprised when I saw his cock as he was large -- about 8" and very thick. I told him that I was not on birth control, and I did not have any condoms either. He said he could not take the chance of getting me pregnant, so I gave him a blowjob. I had a hard time sucking him he was so large. We dated a few more weeks and then it ended. But, a few months after that, we got back together. At that point, I was back on the pill, and we had sex. It was amazing and I came almost immediately when he entered me due to his length and thickness. We continued to date but never had sex again as he was more like a friend and less of a lover. At my class reunion back in 2017, I saw him there. It was a multi-year class reunion so that is why he attended. I went up to him and introduced him to my husband. He is an attorney now and was still very good looking. It was a bit giddy seeing him and my husband talking to one another -- each of them knowing that the other had fucked me. I so wanted to know what they were thinking as they talked. Did he look at me and wish he had never let me go? Did my husband think "She told me they fucked only one time but did they? Or did he fuck her many times in all sorts of positions. Did he make her cum?"

After him, I slowed down on the dating and sex with guys. I met a guy who ran a sandwich shop in town. We went out a few times and once, at his apartment, we ended up naked and ready for sex. Then, out of nowhere, he lost his erection. We went out a couple more times but never tried to have sex again.

One of the better things I experienced was having a friend with benefits before they were called that. One of the guys at the phone company asked me out and we went to dinner, movies, and dancing several times. He was divorced and about 11 years older than me (I was 24 at the time and he was 35). He had served in the USAF and in Vietnam and was very worldly. He came over to my apartment one Wednesday evening and we ended up making love. It started out innocently enough. We kissed on the couch and before long, we were all over each other. We were just friends but we both needed sex and were horny. He started coming over each Wednesday for our sex dates. Sometimes we would go out to eat. Other times, I cooked the meal. The evening always ended in sex. I was off the pill at the time, and we used condoms. I kept a box in the bathroom just for him! He loved doing me as here he was -- an older guy getting great sex from this hot single girl. I gave him blowjobs and swallowed, and he loved that. I got weird glances from people when I checked out at Kroger's and put the box on condoms on the conveyor below. They could see I had no wedding ring and knew I was single. One time, one of the guys from the phone company was behind me in the checkout line and saw me put a box on the conveyor belt. I was so embarrassed and turned beet red!

The next year was a bit of a blur. I had sex with nine more guys - one new guy every month or so. These were all guys I had been dating. A couple of them were friends from my high school days that I met up with again at the bars. Some were oilfield workers in town. We were all just horny and wanted to fuck. I remember waking up in the bed of one of the guys and could not even recall going there with him!.

In the summer of 1980, I joined a chili cook-off team. At one of the cook-offs, I invited one of the guys on our team back to my apartment after it was over (later that evening). We had been partying and drinking all day and in no time at all, we were in my bed. I gave him a blowjob. He went down on me and brought me to a nice orgasm. And, then we screwed like crazy. It was the only time that I decided to try cowgirl, and I crawled on top. He was well endowed, and I ground my pussy on him until I had a powerful orgasm. He then flipped me on my back and fucked me missionary until he came in me.

I was known as the swinging single girl in my office, and I was living up to my reputation. In August 1980, I had now been fucked by 35 different men. I was 27 years old and had lost my virginity at age 19. That sounds like a lot of guys, but that is over an eight-year period. I was single that entire time and it only works out to about two guys a year that I had sex with. What could anyone expect? That I should remain a virgin that whole time and never screw anyone? I enjoyed sex and as I have always said, sex and love are separate. Sex is a basic physical need we all have.

I met my husband in November of that year, and we had sex about two weeks after we met. We had been out to a dance with some friends and went back to my apartment. We made out and were getting ready to have sex on my couch when I told him, let's to go to bed. We continued to make out and he tried to go down on me, but I would not let him. I did not feel I knew him well enough to let him perform cunnilingus on me. I guided him back up from down there and he mounted me and started fucking me. It felt so good. His cock was the perfect size for me. He started pumping and in the middle of it I said, "I am not on birth control but go ahead and cum in me." He said, "I don't want to get you pregnant" and he pulled out and jacked off on my tummy. We became inseparable after that. He was the best thing that happened to me. We have been together almost 45 years and married 43. He kept me from doing stupid stuff especially sexually. Who knows how I would have ended up had we not met.