This is a recent swinging experience of mine and relates a very intense play session with a lovely couple. I'm a 53yo bi-sexual male and my favorite form of sexplay is with MF mature couples who enjoy the company of a bi-male. I've played with many couples over the past 2 years and have had my eyes opened wide to the wonderful pleasures that 3 very sexual people can enjoy in a nice comfy bed. It works best when both males are bi and are therefore completely comfortable in close quarters when pleasuring a woman or indeed each other. It also works best when all parties are confident and relaxed and have spent some non-sexual time together to get to know each other.
I had contacted Pam & Ray on a UK swinging site and swapped several emails to start a conversation. We spoke a couple of times on the phone and planned a lunch together in a mutually convenient hotel. I agreed to book a room in the expectation that we'd click and want to play during the afternoon. We also agreed that if this proved not to be case, any of us could back out after lunch, though I think we all felt this was unlikely given the level of understanding we had managed to build up. We found we had a shared set of values and approach to life, so were confident we'd want to have sex together. The anticipation of a lovely get-together increased over the remaining couple of weeks and the day finally arrived. Whenever I meet with people I'm confident of clicking and enjoying sex with I wake up on the morning of the playdate as excited as a small boy on Christmas morning!
I checked into the hotel just before lunch, made sure the room was warm enough and got myself ready. Freshly showered I went down to the bar and waited for my dates to arrive. Pam & Ray walked into the bar at the time we'd agreed and we greeted each other like long-lost friends, striking up conversation naturally and without any awkwardness shown by anyone. Those first few minutes are so important in my experience β do your homework, prepare well, and the tone you set at the outset pays dividends later β simples.
With drinks organized we moved to a discrete corner, ordered our food and kicked back to get to know each other better. Pam sat next to me on the sofa from the outset and held my hand gently as the 3 of us chatted. It was a nice gesture of hers, showing me she was keen and that she regarded me as an equal to Ray for the purposes of our date. I have found that if a couple are too close with each other when we first meet then that implies a 'pecking order' and it can make for a more awkward meet. Thankfully not so on this occasion.
Having swapped our life-stores and put the world to rights, it was Pam who discretely turned the conversation to a more intimate level, demonstrating again that she was quite happy to talk openly about sex. We swapped stories about our swinging experiences, our likes, and our desires for the afternoon. We soon established that we wanted to go up to the room as soon as lunch was over. I enjoy people and chatting and I love this getting-to-know-you part of the experience, especially when it's clear to all that we're going to end up in bed together. I had to pinch myself that this was real - here I was in a hotel in the English Midlands, chatting opening about sex with a respectable looking middle-aged couple. With our conversation getting more and more dirty and with Pam occasionally stroking her two companions discretely through our clothing it was getting harder for Ray & I to conceal our erections. Pam remarked on it and added that we were in good company as she was getting wet.
Pam was 58 and Ray 60, though neither looked their age. He had just retired early from a large insurance company but Pam still worked part-time as a school secretary. Ray was similar in appearance to me, both of us slim, same height, both with cross-cropped grey hair and dressed smart casual. Pam even commented that her hubby and her afternoon lover looked like clones of each other, again another thoughtful gesture by her to make us feel comfortable together. To anyone else in the hotel we were 3 middle-aged professionals having a quiet lunch, but underneath of course we were building ourselves up to having a filthy afternoon together.
Pam was one of those lovely motherly looking ladies who age beautifully. Her figure was curvy but not fat, a size 14, lovely ripe hips, full bottom and a very inviting cleavage. She had a fresh complexion, little make-up and her naturally grey hair was cut stylishly in a short bob. At my request she was wearing a summer dress, just above the knee, her lovely legs bare and silky smooth and her neat toes perfectly painted in dark red polish to match her fingernails. She was wearing white peep-toe heels and a fine gold anklet on her right ankle.
I commented on her anklet as it's an item of jewelry I love seeing on a woman. Pam said she only wore it on swinging dates, explaining that it was their little secret to signify to each other that she was available for other men to use her sexually. Ray added that he too found it a huge turn-on seeing her wear it in public and pointed out to me that it had a small heart shape dangling on it that in tiny letters had the words 'fuck me' on it.