Here 's an applicable quote from H St. David Henry David Thoreau ...

'' It is never too late to give up your preconception. No way of thinking or doing, however antediluvian, can be trusted without proof. What everyone echoes, or in silence passes by as rightful today, may release out to be falsehood tomorrow, simple hummer of ruling, which some had trusted for a cloud that would sprinkle fertilizing rain on their fields. ``

It has been our quest in all our sexual adventures to prove `` what is rightful and what is mere tradition. '' Hence, our Chosen moniker `` truth vs Tradition. ``

Almost everything we discovered has seemed 180 degrees out of whack with our original prejudices.

We have come to conceive sexiness to be healthy and not normally destructive, wholesome and necessity to a equilibrate genial state of matter, and not something to be feared or resisted. In fact, erotism may be the 1 most playful and pleasurable emotion in life-time. Living life without it is like settling for a black and white creation versus one of vividness. Are you old enough to think back the day of black & Andrew Dickson White TVs ? One day color sets arrived, something no one had ever seen, something no one realized they were missing ... And once experienced, there was no going back.

The like is quite confessedly with mates at the life-style clubs. Once they found out how a great deal fun they could have, how it bound them together, how it solved so many misunderstandings, a whole new man of people of color arrived. There was no going back.

Our big discovery was this. It mattered picayune to us the author or stimulus of our sexiness but our power to part it with those exceptional people we loved, and especially with each other. Our old impression that our spouse had to be the exclusively legitimate source of our erotism became something so naive, so unwitting and fraught with trouble.

The premise that multiple sources of erotism can be safely enjoyed is no more true than when we discovered how easily it can be experienced with either grammatical gender.

For example. Let 's babble about that incredible clubhouse saltation flooring ...

There 's something about two hot woman teasing each other sexually in front of a crew. When the club was packed, the dance floor was packed, and sick aphrodisiac women came out of their cuticle. ( We talked about that in news report # 6 )

These playful women drove all of us, both men and cleaning woman, watching on the sidelines into a fury ! It could be at times unbelievably over the top ...

The way women would dance and lock lewd eyes ; the way they would reach in and French kiss ; the way they would tongue bring together ; the way they would unbutton each other 's blouses or pull apparel slowly over their heads ; the way they would weight-lift their dope together and each range around to unhook their bras ; the way they would take them off, swing them around and throw them at their guys ; the way they would rub their nipple and squeeze each other 's titty ; the way they would stoop over and suck each other 's pinch until they were hard, long and shiny ; the way they would do all of this moving to the music as each would scrunch and provocatively pull the other 's panties down ; and sometimes when the `` moon and the stars aligned '' ... the way they would step over each former 's face and get their kitty-cat tongued right there in the middle of the hoot floor !

There was null as hot as watching beautiful womanhood, women who were very normal working master during the calendar week, letting themselves go to such sexual heights.

When I think about it today I ask ... How many people ever get to see something like that ?

So ... What is it about Bi cleaning woman ? Maybe it is the intensity of seeing women acting like men. All concupiscent. All sexed up. All uninhibited. Maybe it is simply a man 's dream ejaculate true ... your woman enjoying sex as much as you ! All I know is ... Every man at the club wanted his woman out on that dance floor.

I was no exception. It quickly became a quest of mine to see Ash out there. Hell she was as aphrodisiacal as any one of the women. In fact More than most. She had enceinte titmouse and nips ... perfect in my eyes which made me incredibly proud of her. And, I definitely was not the solely guy on the sidelines urging her out there.

But Ash was n't bi-ing it !

She was as heterosexual as they come. She simply loved dick and never thought about vaginas other than to think them dirty and a bit disgusting. They had never been her titillating induction and as far as she was concerned they never would be.

If you 've been following how my nous works then you can probably imagine ... I viewed this as a new challenge. It was just going to ask some time and some skillful guidance for her Bi transformation. And I was just the guy to do it !

However Ash was onto my path !

My lilliputian lovely dame was pretty sexually savvy by that time. And our sexual fantasy together started to become a bit competitive trying to charm each former in a very new direction !

Ok ... Here 's a broad generalization that Ash and I still think is true.

Girls tend to conceive vaginas and guys tend to think penises are ugly. Both wonder what the other sees in them.

That belief was quite true with us even though we literally had not discussed it in our 1st twenty years of married biography. It might have been to a greater extent true with me as I was just grateful Ash would even partake the matter. Maybe that 's why I could never fathom what the big deal was with gays.

She literally had never looked at, much less studied her vagina and touching mortal else 's, especially licking or sucking on one, was way into her arrant out soil.

That 's the mind-set we came from.

Remember me telling you about all the hour I spent tweezing Ash 's hummock ? I loved doing that and literally felt her pussy was one of the most beautiful things in sprightliness. When I told her that, she could n't pertain, thought I was nuts, or was just making it up. I was n't. Her vagina was my favorite employment of art !

Undeterred, I kept talking and talking about her beautiful kitty during our fantasy `` fireplay '' and during that first year small changes in her posture did appear. I first noticed it when I left a new Penthouse under her pillow and she told me later she had five climax while looking at it.

Well well well ... Had to know what triggered that ! Turned out she thought the charwoman in the magazine publisher were just so beautiful ... And especially their breasts.

holy cow ! Ash was into boobs ! Damn. Now that was something we could work with.

So from that pointedness on I was always remarking about the beauty of dope at the ball club and found little resistance in Ash about those reflection. In fact, she got so into it that we developed a game about noticing great racks in populace. ( That turned into a biz of `` manageable or not doable '' while we mass watched. ) To this day, Ash will almost always notice a remarkable set before I do.

Ash had turned a corner. For the for the first time time, she was really noticing the like beauty I saw in womanhood. She liked being around aphrodisiacal women and liked the aroused State Department they caused in her. So did I and it was n't but a few months and my shy little Ash was out there on the dance floor.

It happened one dark when one particularly sexy ally literally dragged her out there and started a sexed up dance with Ash. I remember how she blushed with this cleaning lady feeling her up in clock time to the music ; how she provocatively unbuttoned Ash 's blouse ... and then her own ; how blockade and tense Ash was when their bras came off and she reached in to suck on Ash 's Jap. Glory hallelujah ... it was finally happening ! And then the damn song ended and Ash rushed off the floor. piece of ass !

But what did n't take to the woods my posting was how Ash let it go on in front of a bunch of gawkers. She had to receive enjoyed it because she was literally panting with excitement when she came to my slope. What a moment.

From that decimal point on, Ash was regularly `` hit on '' by aphrodisiac women and a new slight plot emerged as several at the club were secretly trying to be the first to get between her legs. I knew it would encounter eventually and also knew the high-risk thing I could do was try to push Ash into it. Besides, there was no rush. I was really enjoying seeing her blush and squirm whenever some particularly hot adult female would walk right up to her and industrial plant a full phase of the moon on mouth, ( with as much tongue as she could slip in ), sexy as hell kiss. Oh my gawd. You would 've had to have got been there to realise how hot that was to me. Two women going `` full mouth '' is still one of my strongest triggers.

That all went on for maybe a year. The next breakthrough was with Becky. ( Remember her from story # 7 ? ) Yea that same Becky who got to me so deeply. wellspring she got to both of us one night at their home, after dinner out, after a time in their hot tub, while their kids were tucked `` safely '' in bed, making it deliciously dangerous for us four to dally. It all started with another `` hair pull. '' Becky starts to zone out. Tom and Ash are mesmerized watching us until Ash ca n't take it any longer and reaches in to rub down Becky 's breasts and then ... sucked her nips ! Woohoo ! First clip for that. wellspring that kicked me into a higher gear so I reached down for Becky 's pussy, started fingering her clitoris and making her gasp. And what does Ash do ? She follows my tip, inserts her fingers into Becky 's cunt and starts massaging her G pip. Did n't take too long and Becky was convulsing.

The considerably part was when it was all over ... Ash locks eyes with me, takes her finger out of Becky 's sopping twat and sticks them straight into her own mouth, sucking them one at a clock time pick, just like she would suck a prick. When she does the `` Ummm ! '' thing while sucking a digit in her back talk, I almost `` came '' spontaneously. Tom and I also almost came together ... came close to passing out !

It was maybe another year or two before Ash being Bi finally went full throttle.

We were invited to give ear a relatively new club opening about two Roman mile from our home. It had a main company building where people mingled, indulged on the refreshment and checked one another out. It was a Fri night, maybe only a handful of couples were there, virtually were not very experienced so the grade of jumpiness was pretty heights in the room and adding to that trouble was way too many I attending. Ash was n't into it and we were thinking of leaving except for this one couple off to the position. Turns out it was their first clip at any club. Ash walks over to let the cat out of the bag to them while I 'm busy fixing drinkable hoping that might loosen Ash up a bit. Turning around I notice Ash and the womanhood are obviously conspiring something.

She was pretty hot. Both of them were about our age, in shape, looked like professionals, and she could almost be Ash 's counterpart. I 'm not sure why I did n't notice her earlier. They must suffer just slipped into the elbow room. Well before I know it, plans have been made without my `` say in the matter. '' The four of us were going off to one of the `` one room out buildings '' and act ... except with this wind. He only wanted to watch and would stay outside looking through the window. She only wanted Ash. Leaving me out of the equating. So what does my shy inhibited lovely lady come up with ? I 'm ordered on the floor laying on my backbone. Ash and her foxy friend then slowly plunder each other in a most pleasant-tasting way and after watching some really fun tongue swappin, Ash orders her down too, crawls between her legs, tells me to slide my chief up, straddle it, grinds her sopping cunt into my expression and leans down to feed on this cleaning lady 's twat. It was literally `` over the top '' hot ... shit ! And I 'm thinking ... it 's finally happening !

outside, a crowd of guys, including the married man, were lined up drooling and probably jacking off while they watched this ménage a trois.

Meanwhile, I 'm using all my originative cunnilingus skills on Ash, who is emitting muffled moans while tonguing and slurping this beautiful brunet. Ash must 've done it right. This woman was groaning and crying and cumming over and over.

I swear there is a dissimilar auditory sensation a adult female makes while being eaten out by another womanhood.

Did I get to see it ? fucking no. Did that break it for me ? Fuck no. Was it finally the milestone I had been hoping for Ash ? Oh yea ! Was I pretty convinced Ash now understood how erotic it was to give birth some woman cum on your mouth ? You betcha ! It was one hellava start but I was still up for Ash doing Sir Thomas More research on vaginas !

I did n't even get to cum that Nox. It was n't that significant. That might sound dullard to some guy cable but after awhile, after enough experiences, being share of a `` white hot titillating scene '' like that dark was much more precious.

Look at it this way ...

I 've had thousands of orgasms I ca n't remember. being there, doing Ash as she was doing another woman was in effect than any of them and something I would recall and write about ... twenty years later.

So where did it go from there ?

Well, Ash never became an aggressive Bi or lezbo type but she did care to represent under the right circumstances. Unfortunately those destiny never trended towards me being involved. Quite the inverse. As the yr passed there were three different yoke, all very attractive, that she would often act with as a leash. Yes a fucking damn trio ! She liked the guy `` directing dealings. '' As a Bi woman she liked being `` dommed, '' being told what to do with or to another cleaning woman. And I suspect that worked best if I was n't around. Yes.. I would hear about it ... eventually.

Her deary experience ? She liked being ordered into a `` 69 '' with a woman, and told to keep on sucking on her clit while the guy fucked his married woman. That meant he was slamming his cock into her slit powerful across Ash 's face ! I think a peter so close ... and balls slapping her was a big division of the turn on !

I never got to see one of those MFF escapades. Has to be one of the greatest injustice of my lifespan.

Sooo ... Is that the end of the fib ? Not exactly. Ash had her own devious program for me. Remember, stopcock were and always would be her primary trigger. And anything that salutary she always insists on sharing.

But I 'll save up that for the next chronicle !

Until then ... There 's just something about two women in the throe of heat. Allowing eroticism like that will color your completely life. And as you get older, like me ... you will so glad for every one of those memories !

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