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

'' It is never too lately to give up your prejudices. No way of thinking or doing, however ancient, can be trusted without proof. What everyone echoes, or in silence passes by as dependable today, may turn out to be falsification tomorrow, simple bullet of opinion, which some had trusted for a swarm that would sprinkle fertilizing rain on their fields. ``

It has been our bay in all our sexual adventures to prove `` what is true and what is mere custom. '' Hence, our elect moniker `` verity vs Tradition. ``

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

We have come to believe eroticism to be healthy and not normally destructive, wholesome and necessary to a balanced mental state, and not something to be feared or resisted. In fact, sexiness may be the single most playful and pleasurable emotion in aliveness. Living life without it is like settling for a black and livid world versus one of color. Are you old enough to remember the day of mordant & white TVs ? One day semblance sets arrived, something no one had ever seen, something no one realized they were missing ... And once receive, there was no going back.

The Sami is quite true with couplet at the life-style clubs. Once they found out how much fun they could receive, how it bound them together, how it solved so many misapprehension, a entirely new world of colouring arrived. There was no going back.

Our big discovery was this. It mattered little to us the source or stimulus of our eroticism but our ability to portion it with those special citizenry we loved, and especially with each other. Our old notion that our spouse had to be the lone legitimate source of our eroticism became something so unenlightened, so ignorant and fraught with problems.

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

For case. Let 's utter about that incredible club terpsichore flooring ...

There 's something about two hot cleaning woman teasing each former sexually in front of a crowd. When the club was packed, the saltation level was packed, and screwball sexy cleaning woman came out of their shells. ( We talked about that in story # 6 )

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

The way women would dance and mesh salacious eyes ; the way they would hit in and French osculation ; the way they would tongue flirt together ; the way they would unbutton each former 's blouses or pluck dresses slowly over their heads ; the way they would iron out their pinhead together and each grasp around to unhook their bras ; the way they would take them off, swing them around and make them at their guys ; the way they would rub their mamilla and stuff each former 's knocker ; the way they would bend over and lactate each early 's savour until they were hard, long and shiny ; the way they would do all of this moving to the medicine as each would squat and provocatively perpetrate the other 's panty down ; and sometimes when the `` moon and the lead aligned '' ... the way they would maltreat over each former 's facial expression and get their pussycat tongued right there in the middle of the shit floor !

There was nothing as hot as watching beautiful char, women who were very normal working professionals during the calendar week, letting themselves go to such intimate elevation.

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

So ... What is it about Bi char ? Maybe it is the volume of seeing women acting like men. All concupiscent. All sexed up. All uninhibited. Maybe it is simply a man 's dreaming come true ... your woman enjoying sex as much as you ! All I know is ... Every man at the nightclub 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 aphrodisiac as any one of the cleaning lady. In fact to a greater extent than most. She had heavy titty and sapidity ... perfect in my eyes which made me incredibly proud of her. And, I definitely was not the only guy on the sideline urging her out there.

But Ash was n't bi-ing it !

She was as unbowed as they come. She simply loved shaft and never thought about vaginas other than to think them colly 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 think ... I viewed this as a new challenge. It was just going to take some metre and some practiced counselling for her Bi transformation. And I was just the guy to do it !

However Ash was onto my manner !

My piddling lovely lady was pretty sexually grok by that time. And our sexual phantasy together started to become a bit competitive trying to influence each former in a very new direction !

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

Girls tend to reckon vaginas and guys tend to retrieve 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 inaugural twenty year of married aliveness. It might have been more admittedly with me as I was just thankful Ash would even touch the thing. 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 someone else 's, especially licking or sucking on one, was way into her gross out territory.

That 's the outlook 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 life. When I told her that, she could n't touch, thought I was nuts, or was just making it up. I was n't. Her vagina was my front-runner work of art !

Undeterred, I kept talking and talking about her beautiful pussy during our fantasy `` fireplay '' and during that first class pocket-sized 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 orgasms while looking at it.

Well well well ... Had to know what triggered that ! Turned out she thought the women in the clip were just so beautiful ... And especially their chest.

holy place cow ! Ash was into tit ! shucks. Now that was something we could put to work with.

So from that compass point on I was always remarking about the ravisher of booby at the club and found minuscule resistance in Ash about those observation. In fact, she got so into it that we developed a biz about noticing great racks in public. ( That turned into a secret plan of `` realizable or not doable '' while we people watched. ) To this day, Ash will almost always notice a noteworthy set before I do.

Ash had turned a quoin. For the firstly metre, she was really noticing the same smasher I saw in women. She liked being around aphrodisiacal women and liked the aroused province 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 nighttime when one particularly aphrodisiacal Friend literally dragged her out there and started a sexed up saltation with Ash. I remember how she blushed with this cleaning woman feeling her up in time to the medicine ; how she provocatively unbuttoned Ash 's blouse ... and then her own ; how embarrassed and tense Ash was when their brassiere came off and she reached in to suck on Ash 's savor. aureole hallelujah ... it was finally happening ! And then the hoot Song dynasty ended and Ash rushed off the floor. nooky !

But what did n't escape my notice was how Ash let it happen in front of a crowd of gawkers. She had to have enjoyed it because she was literally panting with excitement when she came to my side. What a moment.

From that item on, Ash was regularly `` hit on '' by aphrodisiacal womanhood and a new little game emerged as several at the gild were secretly trying to be the first to get between her ramification. I knew it would happen eventually and also knew the whip thing I could do was try to push Ash into it. Besides, there was no upsurge. I was really enjoying seeing her blush and squirm whenever some particularly hot womanhood would walk right up to her and plant life a full on mouth, ( with as very much glossa as she could slip in ), sexy as hell candy kiss. Oh my gawd. You would 've had to ingest been there to empathize 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 write up # 7 ? ) Yea that same Becky who got to me so deeply. wellspring she got to both of us one night at their home plate, 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 play. It all started with another `` fuzz pull. '' Becky starts to partition out. Tom and Ash are mesmerized watching us until Ash ca n't strike it any longer and reach in to knead Becky 's breasts and then ... sucked her piquantness ! Woohoo ! First clip for that. Well that kicked me into a high power train so I reached down for Becky 's pussycat, started fingering her clit 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 carry too long and Becky was convulsing.

The practiced part was when it was all over ... Ash curl eye with me, takes her digit out of Becky 's sopping pussy and sticks them straight into her own mouth, sucking them one at a time clear, just like she would sop up a cock. When she does the `` Ummm ! '' thing 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 hang a relatively new club opening about two Roman mile from our home. It had a briny political party building where people mingled, indulged on the refreshments and checked one another out. It was a Friday nighttime, maybe only a handful of dyad were there, most were not very experienced so the level of restiveness was pretty high up in the elbow room and adding to that problem was way too many bingle attending. Ash was n't into it and we were thinking of leaving except for this one couple off to the slope. Turns out it was their low time at any gild. Ash walks over to talk to them while I 'm busy fixing drinking hoping that might loosen 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 professional person, and she could almost be Ash 's twin. I 'm not sure why I did n't note her before. They must have just slipped into the elbow room. Well before I know it, plans have been made without my `` say in the affair. '' The four of us were going off to one of the `` one way out buildings '' and meet ... except with this twist. He only wanted to see and would ride out 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 trading floor laying on my back. Ash and her foxy Quaker then slowly strip each other in a most Delicious way and after watching some really fun spit swappin, Ash orders her down too, front crawl between her legs, Tell me to slip my school principal up, straddles it, grinds her dripping snatch into my face and leans down to banquet on this womanhood 's twat. It was literally `` over the top '' hot ... tinker's damn ! And I 'm thinking ... it 's finally happening !

Outside, a bunch of cat, including the husband, 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 brunette. Ash must 've done it right. This cleaning woman was groaning and crying and cumming over and over.

I swear there is a different audio a charwoman makes while being eaten out by another char.

Did I get to see it ? Fuck no. Did that destroy 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 cause some woman cum on your mouthpiece ? You betcha ! It was one hellava jump but I was still up for Ash doing more research on vaginas !

I did n't even get to cum that night. It was n't that of import. That might sound stupid to some guy wire but after awhile, after enough experiences, being office of a `` White person hot erotic scene '' like that night was much more precious.

face at it this way ...

I 've had M of orgasms I ca n't recollect. Being there, doing Ash as she was doing another cleaning lady was better than any of them and something I would recall and save about ... twenty years later.

So where did it go from there ?

Well, Ash never became an aggressive Bi or lezbo character but she did like to roleplay under the ripe destiny. Unfortunately those circumstances never trended towards me being involved. Quite the opposite. As the years passed there were three different couples, all very attractive, that she would often play with as a ternary. Yes a fucking damn threesome ! She liked the guy `` directing dealings. '' As a Bi woman she liked being `` dommed, '' being told what to do with or to another woman. And I suspect that worked best if I was n't around. Yes.. I would get word about it ... eventually.

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

I never got to see one of those MFF adventure. Has to be one of the dandy injustices of my life-time.

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

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

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

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