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Daydreams & Distractions ☼ Orgy

Orgy
A Distraction & Daydream by Redbud

Following up Swinging. The Interviewees:

  • A young woman. Early twenties. Thin. Attractive. Brown Eyes.
  • Her boyfriend. Later twenties. Fit and muscular. Brown Eyes. Shaved head, smile lines and full lips.

Q: So, a lot of people read your last interview and liked it.

Woman: I liked the comments.

Q: Why do you think more readers don’t comment?

Woman: They’re embarrassed.

Q: Embarrassed?

Woman: Well, I mean, it’s more than that. Some people just want to read. They don’t want to interact. I get it. A good erotic story is like good sex. Do you really want to analyze it? Like, you’re both lying there, in the glow of your orgasm, and your boyfriend starts asking you how his cock felt, was it as big as your last boyfriend’s, was your orgasm better or worse than the last time, and it’s like – Can you just shut-up? You just want to think about how good his skin felt, how nice to feel his weight, and your pussy is still warm and glowing.

Q: So, you don’t mind that more readers don’t comment?

Woman: No, but I see it from your perspective, the writer.

Q: So, you were going to talk about the first time you were at an orgy.

Woman: Yeah – ok, the first time I was at an orgy, it’s not like we slept with everyone.

Man: We did swing – with one couple.

Woman: I mean, we didn’t actually do the whole scene. After swinging, my boyfriend and I wanted to try an orgy but, you know, how? We were too embarrassed to ask friends, and some friends were still single. My boyfriend’s boss wasn’t into clubs but he knew where we could go and who to talk to. There are clubs, people’s houses, parties. It’s usually by invitation.

Q: He wasn’t into clubs?

Woman: He used to club with his first wife. They divorced. When he remarried, he wanted to make sure his head was in the right place. It was like, for him, it was just swinging. It was just sex. After remarrying he wanted to approach it through their relationship, as a shared experience. You know what I mean? He liked the club scene but he was going slow.

Q: So he set you up?

Woman: At a club.

Man: A swinger’s club.

Q: Right, I keep forgetting to mention that your boyfriend joined us. We wanted both your perspectives. I didn’t mean to interrupt though. You said you went to a swinger’s club?

Woman: When people think ‘orgy’ they usually don’t get past the ‘free for all‘ and ‘a bunch of people’ part. But all the orgies I know of are like a core group who know each other. It’s not like strangers just show up. It’s not really a free for all. You know the people and you’re invited. If you live in a big enough place, there might be clubs. If you don’t, swingers host parties at their houses.

Man: It depends on the neighborhoods. [Laughs.]

Woman: Right, if the Brady Bunch are your next door neighbors you might want to close your windows, pull the curtains or maybe find some other place.

Q: That must make it hard.

Woman: No, you’re part of a group – like an extended family. I mean, if you’re lucky, that’s what it’s like. We get it. You have to be accepting if you’re going to live this life style, right? [Smiles.]

Q: You said you went to a club?

Woman: It was a swinger’s club. If you’ve never been to an orgy, then no matter what you read or who you talk to, it’s not going to be what you expected. The first time, your heart is racing. You’re light headed. You’re hyperventilating. And you’re an adult. You’re going to a place – you’re actually going to be there, in there, seeing strangers having sex, seeing things you’ve fantasized about and you’re going to be part of it. You’re not just going to see people having sex but, you know, there are going to be people there who want you. They want to have sex with you. Just like that.

Q: Right, so, as a male and female, you two must have brought different expectations.

Man: Totally. I think there are probably some couples who don’t consider that. They each think the other is on the same wavelength, and that can cause problems if they’re not. That’s what happened to my boss. He didn’t consider his first wife’s perspective.

Q: What were you thinking?

Man: Well, ok, I guess I have to be completely honest. On the one hand, I fantasizing about all the women I would see and fuck. I think a fantasy for a lot of guys is imagining situations where they can just pick a girl and have sex with her. When you imagine it, you imagine that freedom, being totally sexual, being totally uninhibited. It’s a rush, even imagining it. I was hard the whole way to the club. And then, you know, as soon as you walk in, it disappears. [Laughs.] It’s like, you know, the reality sets in and you just have to absorb it. I was nervous too: What would she [referring to his wife] think if I was enjoying myself too much? Right? Just in case, should I act like I’m not enjoying myself too much? [Laughs again.] We were there as a couple (even though we weren’t married yet), so there’s that dynamic. And then there’s the related dynamic. These other people aren’t just figments of your imagination. They’re real people. They have boyfriends, husbands, lives, jobs and even kids (some of them). They’re real people. So you’ve got to absorb that. Everybody has to treat everybody with respect. That’s important. Still, there are guys who are alpha males. They go in and stake out every pussy. Guys like that don’t get invited back.

Q: Does that happen often?

Man: No.

Woman: There was a ticket taker who was dis-invited. Remember him?

Q: Ticket taker?
Woman: Someone who go with just to can get in.

Man: Yeah, I remember him; but I think there’s an alpha male in every man.

Woman: There’s a lot of parallel play that goes on. Sometimes just having sex with your partner, while watching others, is enough. I think that’s why we call it a swinger’s party, right? – instead of an orgy. An orgy, I think, implies that you’re just there for the sex and you may or may not know who you’re having sex with. I’ve never done anything like that. There has to be some sort of emotional connection. At a swinger’s party, even though you might have sex with a bunch of different people and couples, there’s one emotional relationship that counts: You and your partner’s. You’re sharing the experience. If you don’t go there with that mindset, than you should probably rethink why you’re there. Make friends and companions, but the best swinger parties strengthen your bond with your partner.

Q: Ok, so, wait a minute. You’re boyfriend told us what he was thinking, but you haven’t. There was an anthropologist who recently called women swingers “cultural and biological aberrations”. What were you imagining before you went to your first swingers party? What was going through your head. Most people easily imagine why a man would want to, but a woman?

Woman: Ok, I have to think about that because, yeah, it’s not the same, but in other ways it’s not different. I think it’s important to point out that guys aren’t the only ones who get horny, who just want to have sex, be sexual and be uninhibited. They’re not the only ones who imagine just being free. And maybe it’s even more important to women, right? All our lives we’re told that when things go wrong in sex, it’s our fault. We did something wrong. If we’re raped, it’s because we asked for it. So, it’s like, these parties or clubs can be so freeing. And yeah, I think the social and emotional connectedness might be more important to women. I like to know who the other people are more than my husband, I think. Connections are important to me. I’m not just there to get off; not that that’s the only reason men swing and not that that’s not part of it. I mean, I can’t speak for all women, but I do think a certain emotional connectedness is more important to us, or in a different way, then men.

Man: That’s not true.

Woman: It is. [She laughs.] Like – ok, for me, it’s not just about the sex. I really enjoy being allowed in someone’s space. It’s a privilege. I’m a guest in their space and for me, that’s very healing. I see myself in others. I see their imperfections and, yeah, it’s helped me accept my own. I see their scars, blemishes, hair in weird places because they can’t hide themselves and neither can I. Swinging is social interaction but at such a different level – a sexual level. The healing part is that it’s ok to be imperfect. There are half a dozen or a dozen other men and women with blemishes. There’s no judgment. The only expectation is honesty. You have to be yourself when you swing or go to a swinger’s party. The minute you pretend to be something you’re not, people will know. But they can be such good experiences. After sharing myself so intimately, the next morning I can feel so much richer. I can feel like I’ve bonded with like-minded souls.

Q: But you started off by saying it wasn’t that much different for men and women. Do you think that’s not true?

Woman: Ok, so while my boyfriend is fantasizing about all the women he’s going to fuck, like they were his harem, I’m in that space again, where I’m imagining being wanted by all these men, and women. I just get off on knowing that knowing that guys want to fuck me. Like I said in our last interview, I totally get off on objectifying myself. What did that feminist say? [Laughs.] I’m a cultural deviant.

Q: An anthropologist.

Man: Aberration. She called you a cultural and biological aberration. [Smiles.]

Woman: Ouch. So, yeah, I’m a total aberration. No, I’m a free spirit. I get off knowing guys want to fuck me, and my head is swimming because I know they will; and that’s ok. I can be that woman. I can live that fantasy and it’s going to be safe. I can totally let myself be the object of their desire; and give in to it. Nobody’s going to judge me because of it. So, I guess it’s sort of the feminine, mirror image of a man’s fantasy. It’s ok for me to be the women he and other men secretly and not so secretly want, and that I secretly want to be.

Q: So is that what happened?

[The couple laugh.]

Man: Yes and no.

Woman: The first time? We were so intimidated. Like he said, I was soaked by the time we got there, but then you realize you’re really there. There are real people. So, my husband and I (he was my boyfriend then) had looked at videos – we googled orgy and we had watched some videos. The club was nothing like the videos. You can tell everybody was paid to be there. They’re all twenty somethings with perfect bodies. Real life isn’t like that; and even though you know that, actually being there and seeing, like, the woman who checks you out at the grocery store — you have to readjust.

Man: It’s intimidating too. We were still in our early twenties and there were much older couples there. You think you won’t be judgmental, but you are.

Woman: The others there were really accepting. They didn’t say anything but they didn’t have to. Nobody pushed us. I think that’s what made it a good first experience, even though we didn’t actually dive in. There’s a first time for everybody.

Man: There was a middle aged woman. She was wearing, it looked like, yellow vinyl chaps that crinkled as she walked. I just remember her walking from one room to another. She says, I need a mouthful! I remember thinking: [Smiles.] Yeah. OK. This isn’t what I was fantasizing about. This is a real person. She was funny. There was a dress code at the club. My wife was wearing high heels, a mini-skirt and sleeveless top and I was wearing a button down shirt and – I don’t remember – I wasn’t wearing jeans. But then this funny looking woman appears and disappears –

Woman: I remember eyes rolling.

Man: But she was one of the original club members – kind of a comedian. Everybody knew her.

Woman: Middle aged guys would come from a room and they’d be sweating and smell like women, semen and sex. All of a sudden I was seeing this other side to people that’s normally hidden. I mean, for me, now that I’m older, accepting and being accepted is important, but when you’re twenty one? Who isn’t shallow when they’re 21? And why not? You’re beautiful at that age. Youth gives you that. Until then, the only people I had seen naked were other teen-agers or twenty-somethings. Even though everybody is careful to keep things clean

Q: What do you mean by ‘Come in from a room’?

Woman: There were rooms for different kinds of swinging, fetishes and private rooms. When you first go in, you go to this dance area and bar. There are rules about how much you can drink. It’s not like it’s enforced, but it’s understood. You’re not there to get drunk.

Man: Most members brought their own.

Woman: We stayed in the dance room at first. We were so nervous. But then you can hear people having sex and you remember why you came. You start to get hot again, and curious. I mean, there are complete strangers having sex and you can watch them. Some of them want you to watch. Some don’t, but they’re in private rooms.

Q: Did men come on to you.

Woman: No. Yes. I mean, I knew they were looking at me and I liked that, but they didn’t come on to me. A man would come with his wife or girlfriend – as a couple. It’s sort of an unwritten rule that you do things as a couple. After that, if it happens it happens. We’re there to swing. Everybody knows that. But anyway, we undressed. It’s considered gauche to walk around in your clothes where couples are making out and having sex. Just that, that first time, was wild and a turn on. It’s just not something you do every day. You’re around a group of people and getting naked. While your clothes are on, you can hide your arousal. Maybe that’s what clothes are for. But we undressed and yeah, my husband was rigid and upright.

Man: That’s an incredible feeling. Just letting people see you, letting other women see what they do to you. Yeah, see my cock, this is what you do to me – just looking at you. There’s something incredibly sexy and liberating about that. More than that, women aren’t afraid to look. It’s like, I think men definitely want to be objectified. Yeah, I’m hard. I want to fuck you. I’m a man. Take a good look at it.

Q: Did you say that to any women?

Man: I have. I mean, if the vibes are right. I’ll just start masturbating right there, in front of them, as I talk to them. Some women get off on it. You can sort of tell and we’ve become friends with some couples. Some will just go down and start sucking your cock, like it was instinct. I’ve had women just stop talking, turn around, and get on their hands and knees. The talk stops. My hand is on my cock. I kneel behind them and I just fuck them.

Q: What about you?

Woman: You mean?

Q: I mean, did you have that same feeling of freedom and exhibitionism?

Woman: Totally. It’s not like we have a cock, but you can tell when a woman is aroused. I love not being self-conscious, just letting others enjoy looking at them. When a girl’s nipples get hard (like mine) you know she needs attention. And there’s something magical about being (vulnerable isn’t the right word) but so available. I mean, as women, when you’re naked, you’re just totally available in so many different ways. One of the most magical experiences I’ve had was like that. We were at a swinger’s party with another couple. We were hanging out in the living room –

Man: Kitchen.

Woman: [Rolls eyes.] Let me tell the story.

Man: Sorry.

Woman: So, you know, I’m a woman. I’m naked, I’m wet and I’m available. I was talking, and I think I must have been drinking (holding a glass of wine maybe), and I feel this presence behind me. He’s so gentle. I just feel these hands in my hair and then the touch of his cock between my thighs, from behind. [Laughs and squirms.] Fuck, I’m all wet. [She winks.] So he just slowly, like a hard cock could be soft, slowly and gently pushes apart the lips of my pussy and enters me.

Q: So, you were being fucked, standing up, talking to other people?

Woman: Just like that. He was so slow and gentle – just fucking me. I remember, it was like I tried to keep talking, tried to keep having a conversation. It was so hot to pretend like a didn’t notice him, like this is just what I was – available for anyone. I remember some of our friends started masturbating as they watched me. This just went on and on and it’s like I couldn’t think any more or talk. I kept stumbling on words and moaning before I could finish a sentence. It’s like your body is responding to this other person even as you try to focus your brain on something else. I came. I just had this incredible orgasm, right there, right on this stranger’s cock, in front of everyone, and it wasn’t like I had ever had an orgasm like that. It just washed over me, suddenly and totally unexpectedly – like a didn’t even notice it coming. I saw stars. It was totally in my head. I mean, usually it takes a lot more physicality to make me come. He came inside me. He was wearing a condom, but it was still amazing and sexy to feel another person’s orgasm inside you as your talking to others, sipping a glass of wine, and being watched by others. But women are like that. We’re made that way, right? Our bodies become moist, slippery, and available – made to be penetrated. Clothes mean something to women, in this way, that they don’t to men.

Q: So you went to go look at the rooms?

Woman: I just want to add that I kind of feel sorry for men. I’m so grateful I’m a woman sometimes. It’s so magical to feel another human being’s orgasm inside you. It’s such a powerful connection. It’s like you’re holding their pleasure inside you. You know how they say that every woman is born with so many eggs in their wombs? Well, orgasms are like that. It’s like each woman is born with so many men’s orgasms in their wombs – so much pleasure – and it’s up to her to discover how many. But yeah, we started going to the different rooms. I just remember how my heart was racing. My head was swimming. We were watching people have sex. Women were sitting on men’s pelvises, moving up and down, moaning. Men were holding women’s hips – doggy style. There were men and women sucking and licking each other. There were others openly masturbating as they watched their own partners. My clit and nipples were so stiff they hurt. My husband’s hands were on my nipples and mine was on his cock. I mean, pretty soon we couldn’t stop touching each other. We ended up at the room for couples who wanted to have sex, but not swing. We stood in the doorway and watched. My husband was standing behind me and I was stroking him. He had reached around and was stroking my clit. Some of the couples were watching us.

Man: I couldn’t hold it.

Woman: He told me to stop but, you know, it just came over me. It was so fucking hot. It was like I wanted to show him off. I felt like I was introducing him and us. I heard him groan and pulled back on his cock. He was shooting these long streams of cum. Hello world!

Man: I got my revenge.

Q: Revenge?

Man: Yeah. They leave towels. [He laughs.] So, when she was on her hands and knees cleaning up my mess, I fucked her from behind with my fingers.

Woman: So I was cleaning up his cum and I had to stop and orgasm as I did it.

Q: So, what did the other swingers think of all this?

Woman: Beginners.

Man: Rank amateurs. [They giggle.] We met our best friends in that group.

Woman: We went back to the dance room and this couple followed us. They were about the same age as us, just a little older, and they were still sort of new to the scene. They said that they mostly just liked having sex with each other in front of others, instead of “swinging”, but that they were really interested in us.

Q: So did you swing with them at the party?

Woman: We did. After our orgasms, you know, it takes a minute to catch your breath. My thighs were streaming and I was sitting on a stool, on a towel. It’s so wild and freeing to just be like that. I mean, to just sit with another naked couple at a bar and be so overtly sexual and sexed. We found out they wanted to start their own private swinging group and asked if we wanted to join them. He kept telling me how beautiful I was and I could tell my husband was attracted to his wife. She was blonde and had the kind of tits I’ve always dreamed of, and he was getting hard.

Q: Did that make you jealous?

Woman:It’s hard to explain to someone who hasn’t tried it. And once you’ve tried it, you don’t need to explain. I love how swinging underscores the difference between love and sex. I used to worry that another woman would steal my husband away. But I don’t because no one else is ME. I don’t have to have bigger boobs, a perfect waist, or just be better than the next person. I just have to be me. We’re a couple. We have something that no one else shares. It’s totally untouchable by anyone outside our marriage. I love that I can laugh at jealousy. Sure, women come on to him, and I think that happens no matter what lifestyle you lead, but I love that he laughs at it too. As long as a couple agrees that this is what they want, a relationship like ours can be an affair-proof marriage. They just have to decide that’s what they want. And, again, I just want to say that it’s not just the men who enjoy the kink of their partner fucking someone else. It’s not just men who fantasize about the zippless-fuck. There’s a freedom in just enjoying sex for the pleasure. It’s pure. There’s nothing ulterior. The next morning I can feel so much more relaxed and alive. But jealousy? To me, there is no stronger aphrodisiac than another woman’s scent on my husband. You know you’re a swinger when you get this big grin seeing another woman’s lipstick on your husband’s clothes [She glances at her husband.] and cock. He’s a man. He’s been out. He’s been foraging; and now he’s come back to me; not cheating, but you know what I mean?

Q: What about you?

Man: It’s a turn on when another man is looking at my wife, or fucks her. It’s like, maybe it’s like a possessive thing – she’s my property and I want men and women to admire her. Yeah, she’s my wife, isn’t she beautiful? Can you believe she’s mine? I like it when other men admire her and enjoy her. It just makes her all the more beautiful and enjoyable to me. And, you know [He laughs.] it may sound totally weird, but it boosts my ego. The other thing is that when I watch her being fucked by another man, I see her in a way that no man, who doesn’t swing, will ever see his wife. I can just really focus on how she moves, how she reacts to a man’s cock, how she enjoys being fucked. Sometimes I just want to watch her. I don’t need to be having sex. It’s like you’ve never really seen your girlfriend or wife have sex until you’ve seen them with another man. Then you can see how they arch their back, how they return his thrusts, how they widen their legs when they’re going to come, how they’re like a completely different creature – a woman. You just really get a sense of that when you watch them being taken: how they take pleasure, how they orgasm. I like it when she makes eye contact. I like seeing her expressions. It’s just a whole other way to experience sex with your wife. And that’s it, isn’t it? For me, it’s another way for me to have sex with my wife. Even with she’s with another man, we’re experiencing sex as a couple.

Q: Ok, so what did you do with this other couple?

Woman: It was such a high. Here I was, naked and wet – my body was just totally available. I was talking to this man who was still a stranger and I could see his cock getting harder and harder as he talked to me. I kept looking at it and I think that just made him harder. There’s something about seeing a man’s arousal, seeing his cock right there, particularly when it’s directed at you. You know how women always complain that men are looking at their boobs when they talk to them. [She smiles and laughs.] Ironic, huh?

Q: Was he looking at your boobs?

Woman: He was looking at everything and totally unembarrassed. I loved it. You know, when the right man looks at you like that, when his cock has gotten hard like that, you just sort of want to reward him, [She laughs.] to give it to him. Isn’t that funny? Maybe it’s a woman’s vanity. It’s like our own way to be shallow.

Q: Did you?

Woman: You can’t not talk about swinging. It’s why we’re all there, right? I mean, finally he just turns to my husband and says that he wants to fuck me. What did he say? He said: ‘I want to fuck her. She needs to be fucked hard.’ By this time his cock is up and ramrod straight and I’m hyperventilating and sitting with my legs open and tits on display. This is still kind of new for us but we smile, swallow and stand up, taking their hands. We don’t know where to go but both the guys are walking around like satyrs, their cocks straight up and, just seeing that, is sexy and a huge turn on. You just want that. Something happens and you just want to climb onto it and have it inside you. It’s just so instinctual and raw and so much more powerful in a situation like that.

Man: So we’re going from room to room, deciding which one to go in, whether we want to be private and we’re not really talking to each other because it’s all such a rush. Next thing I know, I turn and my wife’s back is against the hall wall, her legs are spread, and another man is fucking her. Her eyes are closed and she’s holding onto his shoulders. He’s inside her. Her tit is in his mouth. He’s thrusting – like a man can only have a hard-on for so long before he has to do something with it, and his hard-on is inside my wife.

Woman: He was deep. I came – pinned, helpless, like a butterfly – my own come running down my thighs.

Man: He’s big.

Woman: He’s endowed.

Man: Moving on. [Laughs.]

Woman: [She leans forward and whispers.] Huge!

Man: We fucked. I fucked his wife. I turned her around, pushed her to the wall and lifted her ass.

Q: And that was ok? There in the hallway?

Man: If they had trophies for beginner’s of the year, we would have won it. Nobody said anything. At that age, you know, you just get crazy. I think they understood. But you have to keep it classy too.

Q: Did you keep it classy?

Man: [Laughs.] No.

Q: So what happened next.

Woman: We got to know them. We started swinging with them privately at each others house, met other swingers, and started our own swinging parties – sex parties. (A sex party, I guess, being different from an orgy. You usually organize and invite friends to a party.) And, you know, it shouldn’t matter, but I kind of like being with couples our own age or close.

Q: So, before we go, do want to relate one of your favorite episodes from one of those sex parties?

Woman: There’s this energy that men can get when they’re together. You know, usually these parties are about swinging and couples, but before we were married, and before some of our friends were married, the dynamic could be more raw and feral. I remember how the men would hang out together, mostly after everybody had had at least an orgasm. It was like this pack mentality would develop. They would start hunting for a woman. It wasn’t like a conscious thing. I just remember how, first, there was one man talking to me, then another, and then another and I would feel their hands on me. One would be kissing me from behind, on the nape of my neck; another would start kissing my breast; and another would have his head between my legs and until they’d caught me. There would be this energy. They’d say something like: “Let’s take her to the bedroom.” Another would say: “Grab another chick on the way. Let’s fuck them together.” And it was like they were talking about prey.

Q: You liked that?

Woman: That it was so impersonal turned me on. I was just there for their pleasure – to be fucked. It didn’t matter who I was. They had almost brought me to orgasm. They were going to finish me off in another room with another girl.

Q: Was your husband with them?

Woman: Right, this was before we were married. He liked to watch. He would follow them to see what they did to me. Sometimes he would join in, but only to fuck the other girl. It’s like he didn’t want to get between what me and the other men.

Q: So they took you and another girl to the bedroom.

Woman: There’s this energy. They would just move us however they wanted us. Two of us. There were no words. They didn’t ask. They would just take me by the back of my neck, or the other girl, and kick our legs apart or bend us over. They’d make us face each other when they fucked us from behind. They made us watch each other when we sucked their cocks. We started to hold each others’ hand and kiss each other as we were being taken. There’s this intense connection that women can get, and it can happen in any situation – this bond – this recognition. Yeah, we both knew what the other was experiencing. We were the women and it was like the men were always reminding us, reminding us of our place. I love that kink. We had been taken to the room to be used. We moaned. We panted. With both cried out with the agony of being thrust into by a man – what is it called? – beautiful agony? I love that expression. They made us lick each other’s pussy as they fucked us from behind. They made us. [She smiles and winks.] But we were just women. It was the right thing to do to us.

Q: How did it end?

Woman: They took off their condoms and waited. It was their way of asking, you know? We, me and the other girl, sort of looked at each other and got on our knees. They held us so we had to watch other suck cock. Her cheeks would pop and then their would be come spilling from her lips as she swallowed, then it would be me. I would be tasting come and swallowing. The other girl had an orgasm just watching me swallow as this cock spasmed between my lips.

Q: What did you think?

Man: It was totally hot. I remember that. I remember how she looked at me. I can always tell when she’s in her head and acting out a fantasy.

Woman: One of the things I like is when, you know, a guy is fucking you from behind and he’s getting closer. He’s thrusting so hard that he’s pushing you forward onto your stomach. That’s how it ended. The other girl was lying next to me, in a haze, legs open, cheek to the mattress. She was holding my hand. The guy fucking me makes sure my husband sees me when I come on his cock. He lifts me by the hair. I can’t stop it. I’m helpless. I’m a girl with a cock in her, right? This is the way we’re made. It doesn’t matter whose cock is in us. And that pain of being pulled by the hair gives your orgasm that extra little kick. Then he pulls out. He pushes me down hard by the small of my back, so I can’t move, takes off his condom and spurts on my back. The bed sheets are twisted in my fingers. That’s where my head is. You know what I mean? He’s showing me my place. He’s making sure I look into my husband’s eyes as he comes on my back.

Man: I’m done with you, bitch. [Husband laughs.]

Q: What did your husband do?

Woman: He has this faint smile. When the other guy lets go of me and climbs off the bed, he comes over and puts his cock in my mouth. I almost choke he comes so hard. He’s filling my mouth, again and again, it’s not stopping and it’s running down my chin. It was incredibly hot and feral. We fell asleep like that. Of all the times we’ve gone swinging, that was a really a wild moment. I think that’s the closest we’ve ever come to something like an “orgy”.

Q: You liked that?

Woman: Yeah. [Laughs.] I mean, it has to be the right context. It has to be what you want; and it was.

Q: Is there anything else you’d like to say about swinging?

Woman: Just that there are down times, even in swinging. Swinging is like life. You’ll get as much out of it as you put into it. But more importantly, it shouldn’t be something you have to talk your partner into. I mean, there has to be a certain naturalness to it, something that you’re both interested in and have already talked about. Swinging is definitely not for every couple. We’ve seen relationships suffer because one partner pushed the other into something he or she wasn’t ready for. Sometimes a new couple shows up and you know right away they shouldn’t be there.

Q: Thanks. Thanks for sharing.

☼ William Crimson • March 6 2012

  • For a fascinating three part discussion: Why Woman Swing.
  • Every thing in this story is based on real people, real statements and real swinging. :-) If you find your words in this post, somewhat altered, thank you for being an inspiration and I hope you enjoy what I’ve done with it.

18 comments on “Daydreams & Distractions ☼ Orgy

  1. paul1510
    March 6, 2012

    Will,
    interesting, never done anything like that, so can’t really comment.
    Paul.

    • willcrimson
      March 6, 2012

      Thanks Paul. Go ahead. Comment. Lie. :-)

    • paul1510
      March 6, 2012

      Will,
      I was born fifty year too early, and lying doesn’t come easy.
      I tend to be somewhat possessive about my women,
      so that would not be my scene.
      Paul.

    • willcrimson
      March 6, 2012

      Well then, I’m glad you found it interesting. At least I got you just a little bit into their minds and experiences.

  2. Ximena
    March 6, 2012

    The piece is so organic…so *real* (because it is, heh). It’s definitely in my top five written by you.

    //It was like this pack mentality would develop. They would start hunting for a woman. It wasn’t like a conscious thing.//

    Fascinating…

  3. PosterBoy
    March 6, 2012

    Yes, you got it right. The lifestyle is fascinating in its dynamics, not always straightforward or even fun, but can be highly liberating. One time I ended up with hostess of the party, in the hot tub. She was big, much thicker than I’d usually go for, but in the warm water, with the buoyancy and the slipperiness — wow. What a discovery. My wife was upstairs with 4 other girls — but another story again. Nice work, Will.

    • willcrimson
      March 6, 2012

      // One time I ended up with hostess of the party, in the hot tub. She was big, much thicker than I’d usually go for, but in the warm water, with the buoyancy and the slipperiness — wow. //

      Yeah, I know exactly what you’re talking about — there’s something weightlessness does to a woman’s curves. Anyway, thanks for your vote. I wanted to keep it honest but erotic, too.

  4. vanillamom
    March 6, 2012

    wowza…that was freaking hot.

    just …fascinating, too. I had no idea this was a “true-ish” posting…but so well crafted, Will…i’ve never seen swinging done like this, nor, truth to tell, known much of it…

    Bravo for doing the subject justice, and for making me all turned on, too!

    nilla

    • willcrimson
      March 6, 2012

      Yay! Nilla. I’ve been meaning to stop by Chez-Nilla, just to say hello. Aside: (I love your new avatar. Wowza! Looks like you pulled the comforter off the mattress?)

  5. The Lustful Literate
    March 6, 2012

    Spot on…I think you could easily have been interviewing any of the swingers I know, including my husband and me. That is pretty much exactly how our first experience went down (almost sounds like the same club). Very well done…that should be published in a swingers magazine. Very vindicating to hear it explained so plainly and with compassion and honesty (even if it is fictional-ish). Thanks for the good read. I love the description of her being fucked from behind while trying to have a conversation in a group of people. Very hot. I totally want to try that.

    • willcrimson
      March 7, 2012

      //Very vindicating to hear it explained so plainly and with compassion and honesty//

      I’m glad you sensed that. There are so many ways for us to have and enjoy sex.

      //I love the description of her being fucked from behind while trying to have a conversation in a group of people.//

      That calls for a spontaneity that, surprisingly enough, takes work even among swingers — sometimes. Drop this little story into the right hands and see what happens? :-)

  6. DebutanteDilettante
    March 8, 2012

    Oh. My. God!! Reading that post was like watching you inside my mind. There are a couple of things in it which I love, love, love:

    This is how I feel: “It’s ok for me to be the women he and other men secretly and not so secretly want, and that I secretly want to be.”

    This is what I want: “He was deep. I came – pinned, helpless, like a butterfly –”

    “With both cried out with the agony of being thrust into by a man – what is it called? – beautiful agony? I love that expression. ” I love it too!

    I’ve only just started exploring swinging (and writing about it). I’m so inspired by reading this!

    • willcrimson
      March 8, 2012

      Yay! What a wonderful response! Your comment, all by itself, made the whole story worth writing :-) — and that’s not to diminish any of the other wonderful comments. I always hope that all of my stories communicate the wonderful adventure that sex and eroticism can be.

    • DebutanteDilettante
      March 8, 2012

      Glad you appreciate it! I love your writing. The first part of this was amazing too. It’s really helping me as I start to explore this aspect of my sexuality.

    • willcrimson
      March 8, 2012

      //It’s really helping me as I start to explore this aspect of my sexuality.//

      I wish you nothing but good experiences. I can at least wish you that. :-)

    • willcrimson
      March 8, 2012

      There. I’ve just added you to our Blogs by Friends and Readers blogroll — one of the perks when Erotic Bloggers share their thoughts with us.

  7. Threadbare Evelyn
    April 7, 2012

    Enjoyed this, and the previous. Informative… and hot!

    • willcrimson
      April 7, 2012

      Thanks, these two are among my favorites.

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