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

'' It is never too belatedly to give up your prejudices. No way of thinking or doing, however ancient, can be trusted without proof. What everyone echoes, or in silence liberty chit by as true today, may turn out to be falsehood tomorrow, mere locoweed of opinion, which some had trusted for a cloud that would dust fertilizing rainwater on their bailiwick. ``

It has been our quest in all our sexual adventures to prove `` what is genuine and what is simple tradition. '' Hence, our chosen soubriquet `` truth vs tradition. ``

Almost everything we discovered has seemed 180 degrees out of whack with our pilot prejudice.

We have come to think erotism to be healthy and not normally destructive, wholesome and necessary to a poise mental DoS, and not something to be feared or resisted. In fact, eroticism may be the single most playful and pleasurable emotion in life history. Living life without it is like settling for a black and White River world versus one of coloration. Are you old enough to recall the day of fateful & white TVs ? One day gloss sets arrived, something no one had ever seen, something no one realized they were missing ... And once get, there was no going back.

The same is quite true with duo at the lifestyle baseball club. Once they found out how very much fun they could own, how it bound them together, how it solved so many mistake, a whole new human race of color arrived. There was no going back.

Our big discovery was this. It mattered little to us the source or stimulant of our eroticism but our ability to plowshare it with those special masses we loved, and especially with each early. Our old belief that our spouse had to be the only legitimise author of our eroticism became something so unenlightened, so ignorant and fraught with trouble.

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

For illustration. Let 's spill about that incredible ball club dance base ...

There 's something about two hot char teasing each former sexually in front of a gang. When the club was packed, the dance floor was packed, and unhinged sexy woman came out of their scale. ( We talked about that in narrative # 6 )

These playful char drove all of us, both men and women, watching on the by-line into a frenzy ! It could be at metre unbelievably over the top ...

The way adult female would dance and shut away lustful optic ; the way they would hit in and French kiss ; the way they would tongue play together ; the way they would unbutton each other 's blouses or pull clothes slowly over their heads ; the way they would press their boobs together and each reach around to unhook their bra ; the way they would take them off, swing them around and throw them at their guys ; the way they would rub their teat and squeeze each other 's tits ; the way they would turn over and soak up each other 's nips until they were hard, long and shiny ; the way they would do all of this moving to the music as each would crouch and provocatively draw out the former 's pantie down ; and sometimes when the `` moon and the stars aligned '' ... the way they would pace over each other 's human face and get their pussy tongued right there in the middle of the damn floor !

There was nothing as hot as watching beautiful women, womanhood who were very normal working professional person during the calendar week, letting themselves go to such sexual summit.

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

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

I was no exception. It quickly became a pursuit of mine to see Ash out there. sin she was as aphrodisiac as any one of the women. In fact Sir Thomas More than most. She had keen breast and savour ... perfect in my eyes which made me incredibly proud of her. And, I definitely was not the only guy on the spare-time activity urging her out there.

But Ash was n't bi-ing it !

She was as straight as they come. She simply loved stopcock and never thought about vaginas other than to intend them dirty and a bit disgusting. They had never been her titillating trigger and as far as she was concerned they never would be.

If you 've been following how my psyche works then you can probably guess ... I viewed this as a new challenge. It was just going to take some meter and some expert guidance for her Bi transformation. And I was just the guy to do it !

However Ash was onto my ways !

My little lovely lady was pretty sexually savvy by that metre. And our sexual fantasies together started to become a bit competitive trying to charm each other in a very new direction !

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

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

That impression was quite true with us even though we literally had not discussed it in our inaugural XX twelvemonth of espouse life. It might get been more reliable with me as I was just grateful Ash would even concern the affair. Maybe that 's why I could never fathom what the big deal was with homosexual.

She literally had never looked at, much less analyze her vagina and touching soul else 's, especially licking or sucking on one, was way into her gross out territory.

That 's the mentality we came from.

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

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

well well well ... Had to fuck what triggered that ! Turned out she thought the womanhood in the magazine were just so beautiful ... And especially their breasts.

holy place cow ! Ash was into boobs ! shit. Now that was something we could play with.

So from that point on I was always remarking about the stunner of dope at the social club and found little resistance in Ash about those watching. In fact, she got so into it that we developed a biz about noticing great rack in public. ( That turned into a game of `` doable or not doable '' while we people watched. ) To this day, Ash will almost always notice a singular set before I do.

Ash had turned a corner. For the world-class time, she was really noticing the same beauty I saw in women. She liked being around sexy woman and liked the aroused DoS 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 night when one particularly aphrodisiac friend literally dragged her out there and started a sexed up dance with Ash. I remember how she blushed with this woman feeling her up in time to the music ; how she provocatively unbuttoned Ash 's blouse ... and then her own ; how embarrassed and tense Ash was when their bras came off and she reached in to fellate on Ash 's savor. glory hallelujah ... it was finally happening ! And then the damn song ended and Ash rushed off the floor. Fuck !

But what did n't scarper my notice was how Ash let it chance in front of a crowd of gawkers. She had to give birth enjoyed it because she was literally panting with turmoil when she came to my side. What a moment.

From that point on, Ash was regularly `` hit on '' by sexy women and a new little game emerged as respective at the gild were secretly trying to be the first gear to get between her stage. I knew it would happen eventually and also knew the worst thing I could do was try to press 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 works a full-of-the-moon on mouth, ( with as much tongue as she could sneak in ), sexy as hell kiss. Oh my gawd. You would 've had to suffer been there to understand how hot that was to me. Two women going `` wide mouth '' is still one of my firm gun trigger.

That all went on for maybe a year. The adjacent breakthrough was with Becky. ( Remember her from tarradiddle # 7 ? ) Yea that Same Becky who got to me so deeply. Well she got to both of us one night at their family, after dinner out, after a clip in their hot tub, while their youngster were tucked `` safely '' in bed, making it deliciously dangerous for us four to encounter. It all started with another `` fuzz pull. '' Becky starts to zone out. Tom and Ash are mesmerized watching us until Ash ca n't engage it any longer and reaches in to rub down Becky 's knocker and then ... sucked her nips ! Woohoo ! first-class honours degree clock time for that. Well that kicked me into a higher gear so I reached down for Becky 's kitty, started fingering her clit and making her gasp. And what does Ash do ? She follows my jumper lead, inserts her fingers into Becky 's slit and starts massaging her G berth. Did n't take too long and Becky was convulsing.

The honest role was when it was all over ... Ash ringlet optic with me, takes her finger's breadth out of Becky 's sopping pussy and hold fast them straight into her own mouth, sucking them one at a time clean, just like she would suck a peter. When she does the `` Ummm ! '' affair while sucking a finger in her lip, 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 attend a relatively new nine opening about two miles from our home base. It had a main party building where hoi polloi mingled, indulged on the refreshments and checked one another out. It was a Friday night, maybe only a handful of yoke were there, to the highest degree were not very experienced so the level of nerves was pretty high in the elbow room and adding to that trouble was way too many singles attending. Ash was n't into it and we were thinking of leaving except for this one distich off to the incline. Turns out it was their initiatory time at any club. Ash walks over to verbalise to them while I 'm busy fixing drinkable hoping that might loosen Ash up a bit. Turning around I notice Ash and the fair sex 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 Gemini. I 'm not sure why I did n't remark her to begin with. They must hold just slipped into the room. wellspring 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 way out buildings '' and play ... except with this wrench. He only wanted to watch and would continue outside looking through the windowpane. She only wanted Ash. Leaving me out of the equation. So what does my shy inhibited lovely lady come up with ? I 'm ordered on the flooring laying on my back. Ash and her foxy champion then slowly bare each former in a most yummy way and after watching some really fun tongue swappin, Ash orders her down too, creep between her stage, tells me to slide my head up, straddles it, grinds her drippage pussy into my face and leans down to feast on this adult female 's cunt. It was literally `` over the top '' hot ... shit ! And I 'm thinking ... it 's finally happening !

Outside, a caboodle of guy, 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 skill on Ash, who is emitting muffled moan while tonguing and slurping this beautiful brunet. Ash must 've done it right. This cleaning woman was groaning and crying and cumming over and over.

I swear there is a unlike sound a woman makes while being eaten out by another char.

Did I get to see it ? ass no. Did that ruin it for me ? nooky no. Was it finally the milepost I had been hoping for Ash ? Oh yea ! Was I pretty convinced Ash now understood how titillating it was to have some woman cum on your mouth ? You betcha ! It was one hellava start but I was still up for Ash doing Thomas More research on vaginas !

I did n't even get to cum that dark. It was n't that authoritative. That might sound dazed to some guy rope but after awhile, after adequate experiences, being parting of a `` white hot titillating scene '' like that Night was much more precious.

Look at it this way ...

I 've had M of sexual climax I ca n't remember. Being there, doing Ash as she was doing another woman was better than any of them and something I would recall and spell about ... twenty years later.

So where did it go from there ?

Well, Ash never became an belligerent Bi or lezbo character but she did like to play under the right circumstances. Unfortunately those lot never trended towards me being involved. Quite the opposite. As the years passed there were three different dyad, all very attractive, that she would often play with as a troika. Yes a bonk red cent three ! She liked the guy `` directing dealings. '' As a Bi cleaning woman she liked being `` dommed, '' being told what to do with or to another woman. And I suspect that worked salutary if I was n't around. Yes.. I would hear about it ... eventually.

Her favorite experience ? She liked being ordered into a `` 69 '' with a fair sex, and told to keep sucking on her clit while the guy fucked his married woman. That meant he was slamming his stopcock into her pussy right across Ash 's typeface ! I think a putz so close ... and balls slapping her was a big function of the act on !

I never got to see one of those MFF escapades. Has to be one of the bang-up injustices of my life sentence.

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

But I 'll deliver that for the succeeding taradiddle !

Until then ... There 's just something about two cleaning woman in the throe of passion. Allowing amorousness like that will color your whole liveliness. And as you get older, like me ... you will so glad for every one of those memories !

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