The Shy New Cummers.

Posted in Uncategorized on Thursday, July 17, 2008 by ramblesex

Excitment does not begin to describe how I felt. This is a time I had been looking for big time for quite sometime! And now it was actually happening.

Two weeks ealier we both decided to go for it. Why not? I mean, life is all about adventure! And this was one we both knew we wanted to do. No questions about it. So we called the number on the email we had gotten. The day we both logged into our Swappernet account and saw that we had mail was very very exciting for us. The fact that we had barely been members for two weeks and yet we got this? Good good!

When we called, a lady answered the phone. The instructions in the email had said that the lady half of the couple was to speak, though both of us needed to be present. So my girl said her bit. I said hi to confirm that I was present. The two ladies then talked some as Ms. Party told us of the rules and expectations. Once that was out of the way, she gave us directions to their place (she and her husband).

The next two weeks seemed to have been the slowest in my life. Funny how that is always the case when something big is coming up! And then when it gets there, it’s as instantenous as coming proper! Not fair!

Anywhoo, the days did go by. I asked my girl on the day of if she was sure about this. If this is something that she really wanted to do. Had she raised any doubts, I wold have cancelled it there and then, since I wanted the two of us to get into this wholeheartedly. I didn’t want it to be a case of her doing it because I liked it. I wanted her to do it because she liked it.

The drive took us about 2 hours. Once we got there, we were shown where to park the car. We then proceeded to the house. We paid our dues (they charged 25 pounds per couple). We were then taken on a tour of the house. This couple that owned the place have no children, and so they can afford to host these parties. The ground floor was for general socializing. The first and second floors where for specialized socializing.

When we walked to second floor, the first thing I heard was some rather arousing moaning from some woman who was obviously getting it real good. That alone was enough to get me going! If this was how things were barely the night got startd, whose to say how it would be later into the night?

On both specialized socializing floors there were three rooms. One room which was bigger than the other two was for group activities and was open, so anybody could view everything that was going on. The two other rooms had a single bed each and were for optionally private activities, meaning if you so wanted, you could lock the door and do your own thing. Otherwise you could leave it open and have anyone view the goings on.

The woman that I had heard moaning was in one of the private rooms, so I couldn’t see who it was that was bringing her such immense pleasure.

Once the tour was over, we got introduced to some of the other partiers. We were then left to our own devices to do as we pleased. One interesting thing to note was, my girl and I plus two others were the only blacks present. Everyone else was caucassian. And so obviously we attracted quite some interest. Apparently in this side of town not that many black folks attended these parties.

After chit chatting a bit, my girl said she was getting horny and needed some relief. I had the idea to have us go to one of the public rooms and do our thing, being the more adventurous of the two of us. But my girl had other ideas. She wanted us in the private room first. She was still not comfortable doing it infront of others. I agreed to that and figured that after the first fuck we could then have the second one in the public room.

We went into one of the rooms and promptly proceeded. There was no gentleness about it. This was one hot hard fuck. We both needed it. And when we came, it was nice and intense for the both of us. Once the initial tension was out of the way, my girl was now ready to go the next step.

We hadn’t shed all our clothes during our quickie. So we just tidied up and went down for a drink. I had some JW as she had some wine.

After one drink each, we both agreed it was time. We walked up the stairs. We went to the door of the public room. On mattresses spread out on the floor were about 4 couples in various stages of sexual activity. This was the point of no return. I looked at her. She looked at me. There was that knowing gleam in both our eyes. The clothes came off. The time had cum.

A moment in the park

Posted in Uncategorized on Thursday, July 17, 2008 by ramblesex

As we drove back to the city from our trip out of town, we both felt naughty. The weekend had been great. Good food, good ambience, good people, good scenery. And best of all, great sex. But that was still not enough for us. We were both heated for each other. Thus us feeling naughty. When we got to one section, we saw a park by the highway. The thought crossed both our minds at the exact same time. And why not?

So I drove off the exit and headed to the park entrance. We walked around a bit trying to locate the perfect spot. Feeling adventurous as well, we wanted a place where we could see and hear people, but at the same time while hidden from the view. The place we found was just a few metres from the highway. And we had a good view of people walking past us. But the thicket of bushes made it hard for anyone to see us. The fact that we were also in shade made for extra camouflage.

Even with all these factors working for us, we felt we didn’t want to push our luck more than we already were. I mean, had we gotten caught, we would have been charged with a felony. Indecent exposure they call it. So I sat down on the moss and leaf covered ground next to a tree and unzipped my trousers, Bringing forth my man ready for action. She unbuttoned her shorts and slid them low enough for our needs. She wasn’t wearing any panties. Yum!

The feeling as she sat on me was incredible! Even after 48 hours of some rather good quantities of sex, I still felt like I hadn’t had any in a while! That’s how good it felt as her unspeakable blessings did its number on me. My my my my my my! Is it Luther who sings that? I think this was the moment he must have been imagining when uttering those words!

She came real quick. That’s how horny and turned on she was. Wetness galore! It took me a little longer. Long enough to trigger a second one in her. All this while people still walked around us. And cars drove by the highway.

We buttoned up, tidied up, and walked back to the car. The journey home continued. What we did when we got there is a story for another day.

Women’s secret yearnings…

Posted in Uncategorized on Sunday, May 11, 2008 by ramblesex

So women harbour this secret fantasy of being with another woman? I first read about it over at Aizoh’s blog. At first I really didn’t believe that was the case. But after conducting a highly non-scientific survey, I have come to realise that this might indeed be the case. I talked to 5 of my female friends about this, and what do you know! Each one of them secretly fancies being with a woman. Two of them said they would even act on it given the chance. The other three were not so sure they would go through with it. But that doesn’t stop them from thinking about it. Oh, and the surprising thing is, even one who I thought was way above this vile she’s active in church turned out to be the most surprising. She was one of the ones who said if a woman she thought she could hang with hit on her, she’d have no qualms about going to bed with said woman.

The argument given of a woman better appreciating another woman’s body was lent credence by one of my friends who said she loved looking at beautifully captured nude photos of women. I had to agree with her after she showed me a few that she deems superior. There is a certain poetic flow of the curves on a woman’s body that just evokes feelings of grandeur in the observer. My friend is one of those who said she would not go past the fantasy stage of her admiration. I told her I was lucky I’m a man who doesn’t have to worry about that! I can both admire and partake of the beauty. And if I get a woman who would do the same, that means double pleasure!

And talking of admiring, there are some crazy photographers out there. Their work is so good, it makes me want to go out and buy a camera and shoot. But one who knows not the first or last thing about cameras, I guess I am left to just admire the work of others. Maybe I should just get me an inexpensive camera and try out some shots. But I doubt I’ll get anything half as good! And who will want to pose for me nude, not matter how much I tell them I won’t pull a Kaz on them?

Until such a time as I can create such beautiful photographs, I shall seek visual fulfillment (among other things) from what I find online. In art forms such as these that follow…

I wank, do you?

Posted in Uncategorized on Thursday, April 24, 2008 by ramblesex

A comment on this post stated that men are afraid to admit they wank. Okay, maybe there are those that don’t. But even if there are, they must be in the super minority. Why is it considered so shameful to admit what comes just so naturally? And that’s so pleasurable? Especially when done for your woman when she asks? One woman was so engrossed as I did it for her at her request, that when I got done and after a little rest got down to business with her she was unbelievably wet. I was surprised at how turned on it got her. Since then, anytime a woman asks me to give her a show, I do it without much thought. I know the payback will be several times more than I expect. So go on and wank for your woman. The result will be well worth it!

Okay…

Posted in Uncategorized on Tuesday, March 25, 2008 by ramblesex

I was on my way home last night when I got an sms from my fwb who asked me to sambaza her some credit, and that she had a surprise for me. I got home to find her at my place with another lady. Seeing that, I ask her what the deal was. She tells me that this was a friend of hers who is bi-curious. Okay…

I got in the shower, changed into gym shorts and a t, then settled on the couch. My fwb had in that time made dinner, helped by her friend. We sat back and enjoyed the meal as we watched an episode of South Park. The episode she had chosen to play was on lesbians. Okay…

I was beat, so after that episode I got into bed, leaving the two to watch more of SP. After about an hour, I felt a kiss on my face. Fwb had come to bed having changed into a sheer night gown. Me, I slept in my usual. Adam Suit. She said that she felt cold, as did her friend. Would I mind if they joined me? Of course not! May they sandwitch me? Sure! Friend is wearing just a t. Okay…

I made sure that by the time the next hour had gone by, there were smiles on all our faces. Mine had the biggest smile of all. What more could a guy ask for?? Fwb had really done good on her surprise for me! Okay…