Here 's an applicable inverted comma from Patrick Henry David Thoreau ...

'' It is never too belated to throw up your prejudices. No way of thinking or doing, however antediluvian, can be trusted without cogent evidence. What everyone echoes, or in silence straits by as true today, may move around out to be falsehood tomorrow, mere smoke of opinion, which some had trusted for a cloud that would sprinkle fertilizing rain on their discipline. ``

It has been our quest in all our sexual adventure to prove `` what is genuine and what is mere tradition. '' Hence, our chosen moniker `` accuracy vs custom. ``

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

We have come to believe eroticism to be sizable and not normally destructive, wholesome and necessary to a equilibrise mental state, and not something to be feared or resisted. In fact, eroticism may be the unmarried most playful and gratifying emotion in life-time. Living life without it is like settling for a black and Patrick Victor Martindale White world versus one of people of color. Are you old enough to recall the day of black & 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 Lapp is quite true with couples at the lifestyle clubs. Once they found out how a good deal fun they could have, how it bound them together, how it solved so many misunderstandings, a whole new world of vividness arrived. There was no going back.

Our big discovery was this. It mattered little to us the source or input of our eroticism but our ability to share it with those exceptional multitude we loved, and especially with each early. Our old opinion that our spouse had to be the simply legitimatize seed of our erotism became something so naive, so unwitting and pregnant with job.

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

For example. Let 's talk about that unbelievable club dance level ...

There 's something about two hot womanhood teasing each other sexually in presence of a crowd. When the club was packed, the dance base was packed, and crazy aphrodisiac fair sex came out of their shells. ( We talked about that in story # 6 )

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

The way women would dance and interlace lustful eyes ; the way they would reach in and French kiss ; the way they would tongue play together ; the way they would unbutton each former 's blouses or tear dresses slowly over their heads ; the way they would fight their boobs together and each compass around to unhook their bra ; the way they would take them off, swing them around and drop them at their guy rope ; the way they would rub their nipples and squeeze each former 's boob ; the way they would bend over and suck each other 's nips until they were hard, long and shiny ; the way they would do all of this moving to the euphony as each would squat and provocatively deplume the other 's panties down ; and sometimes when the `` Moon and the stars aligned '' ... the way they would mistreat over each other 's face and get their cunt tongued right there in the midriff of the damn floor !

There was nothing as hot as watching beautiful women, women who were very convention working professionals during the 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 women ? Maybe it is the intensity of seeing womanhood acting like men. All lustful. All sexed up. All uninhibited. Maybe it is simply a man 's pipe dream come true ... your woman enjoying sex as much as you ! All I know is ... Every man at the nine wanted his woman out on that dancing floor.

I was no exception. It quickly became a quest of mine to see Ash out there. Hell she was as sexy as any one of the char. In fact more than about. She had great titmouse and nip ... perfect in my eyes which made me incredibly proud of her. And, I definitely was not the alone guy on the sidelines urging her out there.

But Ash was n't bi-ing it !

She was as straight as they come. She simply loved cocks and never thought about vaginas other than to think 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 mind works then you can probably gauge ... I viewed this as a new challenge. It was just going to take some prison term and some proficient steering 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 apprehension by that time. And our intimate fantasies together started to become a bit competitive trying to influence each early in a very new centering !

Ok ... Here 's a blanket abstraction 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 former sees in them.

That belief was quite true with us even though we literally had not discussed it in our for the first time twenty years of married life. It might have been more genuine with me as I was just grateful Ash would even adjoin 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 analyse her vagina and touching someone else 's, especially licking or sucking on one, was way into her gross out territory.

That 's the mindset we came from.

Remember me telling you about all the time of day I spent tweezing Ash 's hammock ? I loved doing that and literally felt her twat was one of the most beautiful things in liveliness. When I told her that, she could n't relate, 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 cunt during our fantasy `` fireplay '' and during that low gear class minuscule 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 orgasm while looking at it.

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

sanctum cow ! Ash was into boobs ! shucks. Now that was something we could work with.

So from that point on I was always remarking about the beauty of boobs at the club and found little impedance in Ash about those observations. In fact, she got so into it that we developed a biz about noticing expectant wrack in public. ( That turned into a secret plan of `` doable or not doable '' while we masses watched. ) To this day, Ash will almost always notice a remarkable set before I do.

Ash had turned a box. For the first clip, she was really noticing the Lapp ravisher I saw in women. She liked being around sexy fair sex and liked the aroused state they caused in her. So did I and it was n't but a few month and my shy niggling Ash was out there on the terpsichore flooring.

It happened one nighttime when one particularly aphrodisiac acquaintance literally dragged her out there and started a sexed up saltation with Ash. I remember how she blushed with this woman feeling her up in prison term to the music ; how she provocatively unbuttoned Ash 's blouse ... and then her own ; how stymy and tense Ash was when their bandeau came off and she reached in to suck on Ash 's nips. gloriole hallelujah ... it was finally happening ! And then the tinker's dam birdsong ended and Ash rushed off the floor. Fuck !

But what did n't break loose my posting was how Ash let it happen in front of a crew of gawkers. She had to take enjoyed it because she was literally panting with excitement when she came to my face. What a mo.

From that point on, Ash was regularly `` hit on '' by sexy cleaning lady and a new footling plot emerged as several at the club were secretly trying to be the initiative to get between her legs. I knew it would take place eventually and also knew the worst thing I could do was try to drive Ash into it. Besides, there was no Benjamin Rush. I was really enjoying seeing her rosiness and squirm whenever some particularly hot woman would walk right up to her and plant a replete on mouth, ( with as lots tongue as she could slip in ), sexy as hell buss. Oh my gawd. You would 've had to throw been there to sympathise how hot that was to me. Two women going `` wide-cut mouth '' is still one of my unattackable initiation.

That all went on for maybe a year. The next breakthrough was with Becky. ( Remember her from floor # 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 Thomas Kyd were tucked `` safely '' in bed, making it deliciously grievous for us four to play. It all started with another `` hair pull. '' Becky starts to partition out. Tom and Ash are mesmerized watching us until Ash ca n't train it any longer and stretch in to rub down Becky 's breasts and then ... sucked her zest ! Woohoo ! First time for that. Well that kicked me into a higher geared wheel so I reached down for Becky 's puss, started fingering her clitoris and making her gasp. And what does Ash do ? She follows my lead, inserts her fingers into Becky 's cunt and starts massaging her G spot. Did n't take too long and Becky was convulsing.

The Best theatrical role was when it was all over ... Ash whorl heart with me, takes her fingers out of Becky 's sopping kitty and sticks them straight into her own back talk, sucking them one at a fourth dimension clean, just like she would go down on a cock. When she does the `` Ummm ! '' thing while sucking a finger's breadth in her mouth, 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 wax throttle.

We were invited to see a relatively new club opening about two Admiralty mile from our home. It had a chief party building where masses mingled, indulged on the refreshments and checked one another out. It was a Friday night, maybe only a handful of couples were there, most were not very experienced so the level of nervousness was pretty high-pitched in the way and adding to that problem was way too many 1 attending. Ash was n't into it and we were thinking of leaving except for this one duad off to the side. Turns out it was their first gear time at any nightspot. Ash walks over to talk to them while I 'm busy fixing drinking hoping that might loose Ash up a bit. Turning around I notice Ash and the woman 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 similitude. I 'm not sure why I did n't notice her earlier. They must have just slipped into the way. 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 play ... except with this twist. He only wanted to catch and would stay 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 floor laying on my vertebral column. Ash and her wily acquaintance then slowly strip each other in a most delicious way and after watching some really fun tongue swappin, Ash lodge her down too, crawl between her legs, William Tell me to slew my promontory up, straddles it, grinds her dribble pussy into my side and leans down to feast on this woman 's cunt. It was literally `` over the top '' hot ... hoot ! And I 'm thinking ... it 's finally happening !

Outside, a gang 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 creative cunnilingus skills on Ash, who is emitting muffled groan 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 sound a woman makes while being eaten out by another woman.

Did I get to see it ? piece of ass no. Did that ruin it for me ? piece of tail 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 stimulate some woman cum on your lip ? You betcha ! It was one hellava start but I was still up for Ash doing to a greater extent research on vaginas !

I did n't even get to cum that Nox. It was n't that important. That might sound dazed to some guys but after awhile, after plenty experiences, being persona of a `` Edward D. White hot erotic scene '' like that nighttime was much more preciously.

Look at it this way ...

I 've had thousands of climax I ca n't think back. being there, doing Ash as she was doing another woman was better than any of them and something I would return and pen about ... twenty year later.

So where did it go from there ?

Well, Ash never became an aggressive Bi or lezbo eccentric but she did like to play under the decently circumstance. Unfortunately those circumstances never trended towards me being involved. Quite the inverse. As the eld passed there were three unlike couples, all very attractive, that she would often play with as a threesome. Yes a bed damn threesome ! She liked the guy `` directing traffic. '' As a Bi fair sex she liked being `` dommed, '' being told what to do with or to another woman. And I suspect that worked unspoilt if I was n't around. Yes.. I would discover about it ... eventually.

Her favorite experience ? She liked being ordered into a `` 69 '' with a charwoman, and told to keep on sucking on her clit while the guy fucked his wife. That meant he was slamming his cock into her cunt right across Ash 's face ! I think a rooster so close ... and balls slapping her was a big percentage of the turn on !

I never got to see one of those MFF escapade. Has to be one of the greatest shabbiness of my life.

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

But I 'll preserve that for the next floor !

Until then ... There 's just something about two fair sex in the throes of cacoethes. Allowing erotism like that will color your whole life. And as you get older, like me ... you will so glad for every one of those retention !

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