Our First Craigslist Posting

Wednesday of last week, we tried something completely new. We posted a Craigslist ad looking for a couple who might want to host us for an evening of playtime. We were just very much in the mood to play, but these sort of short order searches generally don’t usually amount to a whole lot. Typically, we would post what’s called a booty call on our favorite swinger site: Lifestyle Lounge. Even though LL’s booty call list is well known for having a very low success rate, I have met a few fun people that way and even had sex with a couple of them. It’s been rumored that people have some amount of success hooking up on Craigslist, so we decided to give it a try. I posted a message describing hubby and I and asking for people to send us a photo if they wanted a reply.

First thing that happened is a lifestyle friend of mine (guy who I play with) sent me a text asking if hubby and I were on Craigslist. Apparently I was a bit too specific with our descriptions; I did list our correct city, ages, hair color/styles, heights, and weights. Hubby suggested that maybe I should be a bit more vague next time in case people we know outside the lifestyle might be browsing just for kicks. I guess I figured being specific would help avoid the need to post a photo and risk being found out. Apparently when you describe yourself to a T, you don’t need photos! LOL

Exactly one couple responded to our ad. They were a bit older than us, mid 50’s, but that’s not necessarily a deal breaker. They had a hot tub and wanted us to come right over. This is NOT typically the way we do things. We like to know people and become friends or at least good acquaintances before playing to help establish some chemistry. But we like to step out of the box sometimes, so we emailed them back asking for a photo. DUMB!! My ad specifically said that in order to receive a reply, they must include a photo.  I hate having to ASK for a photo, because then if there isn’t an attraction, it’s very difficult to say, “well we were interested, but after viewing your photos, not so much.” The female wasn’t unattractive. She was slender with blonde hair, but she did look a bit old and hubby just wasn’t feeling like there would be a connection. The guy on the other hand…..I don’t want to be rude, so I am going to say this in the nicest way possible. He looked like Albert Einstein with glasses. Gray hair that was sticking up on end, huge glare on his glasses, and I swear his eyes were closed. How on earth does anyone expect me to see that photo and say, “Oh wow, please please please let me fuck you asap!”

Luckily they lived almost an hour and a half away, so we just explained that we didn’t want to drive that far on a work night. They did offer to let us spend the night, but we declined “because the kids couldn’t stay home alone over night.” True, but also convenient.

So what did I learn from this experience?

1. The theory that says no photos in the initial email is a bad sign seems to have more evidence to support it.
2. Age does matter if people look their age (and older)
3. Looks matter
4. Craigslist probably has no better success rate than any other booty call option
5. We were horny, but not that horny!
6. One should be careful not to describe themselves TOO accurately on a site that is available to the general public.

Does this mean I am giving up on Craigslist? Absolutely not!! I’ll try again and keep reporting back on our success rate.

Parking Lot Sex with a Brand New Hot Sexy Playmate

I had fun with a new guy on Thursday night. We occasionally meet a group of swingers at a little dive-y neighborhood bar for karaoke. A really good friend of ours started what has become a weekly event for swingers in the Twin Cities. The event started sometime over the summer and at first, attendance would vary quite a bit. Some weeks there might be 30 people and other weeks only like 8 of us showed up. Lately, however, it seems pretty steady and there is a good crowd nearly every week. I would say we are part of the “regular crowd” and then there are some that show up occasionally (we may be more in this group at this juncture.) And finally, there is the group I’ll call “fresh meat.” These are the sexy new folks who everyone seems to want to meet.

Many weeks ago, a guy showed up who just had several of us ladies (myself included) feeling very frisky. He has dark, captivating eyes, thick curly black hair, and a voice that makes me cream my panties. WOW! He got a LOT of attention the last time he showed up. Girls who practically falling all over themselves to kiss him and dance with him and just generally enjoy his sexiness in any way possible. He and I had one of those connections that I crave in the lifestyle. It was very clear that we each had some intense appreciation for the other’s sexiness. So the last time (aka first time) he came to karaoke, I asked him to come outside with me near the end of the night. I’m not big on public displays of sensuality at these events. We walked out to my car and started kissing and making out. Hubby knew I was going outside with MrSexy, but didn’t realize we were going to OUR car, so he was coming out to pull the car up for me so we could go home. He apologized for interrupting and we all had a little laugh. MrSexy and I gave each other a kiss good night and I got in my car. Just when I closed the door, MrSexy knocked on the window and thanked hubby for allowing me a few moments of kissy face time.

I really wanted to hook up with this guy again, but he explained that his play schedule is a little unpredictable and we would just have to wait and see when we might meet up again.

Fast forward to this past Thursday. I went to karaoke by myself because I was already out and about Thursday night and about half the distance to the suburb where our event takes place. This actually wasn’t a horrible idea especially since hubby and I generally have different ideas about when we should leave karaoke. He likes to leave early and I like to stay late.

So anyway, there I am minding my own business at karaoke when surprise, surprise, in walks MrSexy. He gave me a sly smile and I returned the favor. We shared a very nice hello kiss and I was instantly so turned on by him again. I’m kind of a picky gal and demand a pretty intense attraction before I’ll sleep with a guy. This guy absolutely fits the bill. Just like last time however, he was fawned on by nearly all the female attendees and he really eats it up (who can blame him.) I don’t like to be clingy or annoying, so I kind of stayed back a bit. Later into the evening, we found ourselves sitting next to each other, hands on thighs, doing a little kissing, and (at least me) getting very turned on! He had sung once earlier in the night and I asked him if he would be singing again. He answered yes and I quietly said, “Do you want to take me outside for a bit when you’re done?” I actually said it so quietly that I thought he might not hear.” But he immediately turned to me and said, “Yes.” Just like that, a nice short one word answer that couldn’t be mistaken for any other answer.

So right after he sang, the two of us started walking outside. One gal did follow us and ask him for a hug good-bye, but after that short delay, we walked out to his car.  Just like last time, we began with my back against the side of the car and him kissing me. Sexy, passionate, exciting kisses and some shared, over the pants crotch fondling. This time, however, we weren’t interrupted and he asked if I wanted to get inside the car with him. Of course I did and even though I wasn’t necessarily planning to have sex, of course we did. It started with some kissing and removing of pants so that we could fondle without fabric barriers and do some intense below the waist tongue teasing and tasting. He had the condom and took it out asking if I wanted to fuck him. (Isn’t the answer obvious?) He sat in the backseat and put the condom on. I straddled him and slowly lowered my waiting pussy onto his nice hard cock. We fucked and it felt so damn good! I was mostly naked by this time, my bra pulled down around my waist. One of my favorite parts was when MrSexy said something like “mmmm…..look how sexy your body looks when you fuck.” Something about a man complimenting my body and really meaning it is a huge turn on.

Generally, I’m not a huge fan of fucking in cars and it was sort of funny when I found it impossible to throw my head back to have my neck kissed because my head was already touching the car’s ceiling. Despite this, I really enjoyed myself. Being a swinger is very fun when you are fucking sexy people to whom you are highly attracted. In the future, this blog may contain other stories in which I’m fucking people that don’t turn out to be as fun as I had hoped. But right now I am so satisfied with my Thursday night experience. It was really hot. MrSexy and I said good night to each other, but we didn’t exchange phone numbers or any other contact information, so it’s just a matter of chance as to when I might see him again.

A final thought……I am also so happy that my husband is open and able to allow me these kinds of experiences. As you continue with this blog, you will learn more about our different approaches to swinging and sex, but he is a wonderful man and having him makes experiences like the car sex with MrSexy so much better!

How Often is too Often? — The Perfect Swinging Schedule

Swinging is a funny world. By definition, we are all in this lifestyle because sex is fun and we want the freedom to explore our sexuality both within and outside our marriage. However, there is this odd sort of judgment that happens when people think that others are too “slutty.” Like most things in the world, you will always find people who are playing more often than you are and those who are playing less often. We have friends, a couple, who play way more often than we ever would want to. Sometimes my husband and I find ourselves judging them and asking ourselves how they could possibly play what seems like nearly every night of the week. I try so hard to remember that there may be other couples who think that my husband and I play too often or perhaps that our style isn’t right because not only do we play in separate rooms, but we go out on separate dates as well. This lifestyle shouldn’t be about judgment. The couple in question is completely on the same page WITH EACH OTHER and that’s all that matters. It doesn’t matter what my husband and I or anyone else thinks.

Now, if there is a discrepency WITHIN the marriage regarding the frequency of play, then that is something to talk about. We have had so many discussions about what place swinging has in our lifestyle and how often we should or want to be playing. I admit that when we first took the plunge last July, I wanted to go out at least one night each weekend (either Friday or Saturday night). That isn’t to say that I expected to have sex every single time, but I wanted to be out and be seen and get to know people and hopefully at least most of the time have some sex at the end of the night. The other thing that comes into play is that once I play, I find that I really want to play again very soon. Sex has always been a lot like exercise for me; the longer I go without, the easier it is to continue to go without, but once you get some, you want more very soon. So hubby and I were going through these phases where we would play over the weekend and I would be feeling ready for another play date by about Tuesday, while my husband would feel like he could wait at least a couple weeks or more for our next “swinging escapade.”

Our frequency has greatly reduced over the past year as the newness of swinging has worn off. Things have equalized a bit for us and we are able to keep life a bit more in balance than maybe we were able to in the beginning. I have had two playdates during each of the last three months (August, September, and October). Those six playdates break down as follows: one couples date where we did a same room-full swap, one mfm (male-female-male) with hubby and a new guy, and 2 one-on-one playdates each with two of my favorite playmates. Hubby says his ideal schedule for us is to have 0-3 playdates per month, so I am falling right in line with that. We are both feeling ready for another playdate soon and it’s possible that hubby will get his chance this weekend and with one of his favorite playmates!! Keeping my fingers crossed for him.

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