Here 's an applicable quotation mark from Henry David Thoreau ...

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

It has been our bespeak in all our sexual adventure to rise `` what is true and what is mere tradition. '' Hence, our chosen nickname `` truth vs Tradition. ``

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

We have come to believe eroticism to be healthy and not normally destructive, wholesome and essential to a equilibrize mental state of matter, and not something to be feared or resisted. In fact, eroticism may be the unmarried most playful and pleasurable emotion in spirit. Living life story without it is like settling for a Shirley Temple Black and Elwyn Brooks White world versus one of color. Are you old enough to remember the day of black & blanched TVs ? One day people of colour sets arrived, something no one had ever seen, something no one realized they were missing ... And once experienced, there was no going back.

The same is quite truthful with distich at the lifestyle nightspot. Once they found out how much fun they could have, how it bound them together, how it solved so many misunderstanding, a solid new universe of gloss arrived. There was no going back.

Our big discovery was this. It mattered little to us the generator or input of our eroticism but our ability to share it with those special people we loved, and especially with each other. Our old notion that our spouse had to be the only legitimate informant of our eroticism became something so naive, so ignorant and fraught with trouble.

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

For object lesson. Let 's babble about that incredible society dancing trading floor ...

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

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

The way women would trip the light fantastic and lock lustful eyes ; the way they would accomplish in and French kiss ; the way they would tongue play together ; the way they would unbutton each other 's blouses or pull dresses slowly over their mind ; the way they would press their boob 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 nipples and squeeze each other 's titmouse ; the way they would deform over and suck in each early 's tang 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 pluck the former 's panties down ; and sometimes when the `` moon and the ace aligned '' ... the way they would step over each former 's side and get their pussy tongued right there in the middle of the shit storey !

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

When I think about it today I ask ... How many citizenry 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 prurient. All sexed up. All uninhibited. Maybe it is simply a man 's dream come dependable ... your woman enjoying sex as much as you ! All I know is ... Every man at the club wanted his woman out on that dance storey.

I was no exclusion. It quickly became a quest of mine to see Ash out there. blaze she was as sexy as any one of the womanhood. In fact more than nearly. She had expectant tits and flavour ... perfect in my center which made me incredibly proud of her. And, I definitely was not the only guy on the hobby urging her out there.

But Ash was n't bi-ing it !

She was as straightforward as they come. She simply loved dick and never thought about vaginas other than to opine them dirty and a bit disgusting. They had never been her erotic 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 opine ... I viewed this as a new challenge. It was just going to ingest some time and some skilful guidance for her Bi transformation. And I was just the guy to do it !

However Ash was onto my elbow room !

My little lovely lady was pretty sexually savvy by that fourth dimension. And our sexual fantasies together started to suit a bit competitive trying to act upon each other in a very new direction !

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

Girls tend to think vaginas and hombre tend to cogitate phallus 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 1st twenty years of married biography. It might have been more true with me as I was just grateful Ash would even touch the thing. Maybe that 's why I could never bottom what the big deal was with gays.

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

That 's the mind-set we came from.

Remember me telling you about all the hours 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 relate, thought I was nuts, or was just making it up. I was n't. Her vagina was my pet study of art !

Undeterred, I kept talking and talking about her beautiful pussy during our fancy `` fireplay '' and during that initiatory class small alteration 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 coming while looking at it.

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

Holy cow ! Ash was into boob ! Damn. Now that was something we could turn with.

So from that compass point on I was always remarking about the peach of dummy at the nightspot and found small impedance in Ash about those observance. In fact, she got so into it that we developed a plot about noticing great racks in populace. ( That turned into a secret plan of `` achievable or not doable '' while we multitude watched. ) To this day, Ash will almost always notice a remarkable set before I do.

Ash had turned a turning point. For the showtime time, she was really noticing the same beauty 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 dancing floor.

It happened one night when one particularly sexy supporter literally dragged her out there and started a sexed up dancing with Ash. I remember how she blushed with this cleaning lady feeling her up in sentence to the medicine ; how she provocatively unbuttoned Ash 's blouse ... and then her own ; how chagrined and strain Ash was when their bandeau came off and she reached in to suck on Ash 's chilliness. Glory hallelujah ... it was finally happening ! And then the damn song ended and Ash rushed off the trading floor. screw !

But what did n't run my notice was how Ash let it come about in front of a crowd of gawkers. She had to have enjoyed it because she was literally panting with fervour when she came to my side. What a instant.

From that point on, Ash was regularly `` hit on '' by sexy cleaning lady and a new little 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 worst thing I could do was try to drive Ash into it. Besides, there was no rush. I was really enjoying seeing her blush and squirm whenever some particularly hot woman would walk right up to her and plant a full on rima oris, ( with as very much knife as she could slip in ), sexy as hell candy kiss. Oh my gawd. You would 've had to have been there to understand how hot that was to me. Two women going `` wax mouth '' is still one of my strongest initiation.

That all went on for maybe a year. The next breakthrough was with Becky. ( Remember her from story # 7 ? ) Yea that Lapp Becky who got to me so deeply. wellspring she got to both of us one dark at their home, after dinner party out, after a fourth dimension in their hot tub, while their kids were tucked `` safely '' in bed, making it deliciously serious 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 study it any longer and stretch in to massage Becky 's titty and then ... sucked her nips ! Woohoo ! First time for that. Well that kicked me into a higher appurtenance so I reached down for Becky 's pussy, started fingering her button and making her gasp. And what does Ash do ? She follows my lead, inserts her fingerbreadth into Becky 's cunt and starts massaging her G berth. Did n't take too long and Becky was convulsing.

The sound part was when it was all over ... Ash locks center with me, takes her fingerbreadth out of Becky 's sopping twat and sticks them straight into her own backtalk, sucking them one at a sentence clean, just like she would suck a cock. When she does the `` Ummm ! '' matter while sucking a fingerbreadth 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 full gas pedal.

We were invited to attend a relatively new club opening about two Admiralty mile from our home. It had a main party building where people mingled, indulged on the refreshment and checked one another out. It was a Friday Nox, maybe only a smattering of couples were there, most were not very experienced so the level of nervousness was pretty high in the way and adding to that problem was way too many singles attending. Ash was n't into it and we were thinking of leaving except for this one couple off to the English. Turns out it was their firstly sentence at any gild. Ash walks over to let the cat out of the bag to them while I 'm busy fixing drinkable hoping that might loose Ash up a bit. Turning around I notice Ash and the charwoman 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 trusted why I did n't detect her earlier. They must make just slipped into the 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 building '' and play ... except with this twist. He only wanted to look on and would quell outside looking through the window. She only wanted Ash. Leaving me out of the equation. So what does my shy inhibited lovely lady get along up with ? I 'm ordered on the trading floor laying on my back. Ash and her foxy booster then slowly strip each other in a most delectable way and after watching some really fun tongue swappin, Ash orders her down too, front crawl between her pegleg, Tell me to slither my oral sex up, straddle it, grinds her dripping pussy into my side and leans down to feast on this woman 's twat. It was literally `` over the top '' hot ... hoot ! And I 'm thinking ... it 's finally happening !

exterior, a bunch of bozo, 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 skill on Ash, who is emitting muffled moans while tonguing and slurping this beautiful brunette. Ash must 've done it right. This woman was groaning and crying and cumming over and over.

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

Did I get to see it ? Fuck no. Did that ruin it for me ? shtup no. Was it finally the milepost I had been hoping for Ash ? Oh yea ! Was I pretty convinced Ash now understood how erotic it was to induce some cleaning lady cum on your mouth ? You betcha ! It was one hellava start 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 important. That might sound stupid to some guy but after awhile, after enough experiences, being section of a `` ashen hot erotic scenery '' like that night was much more wanted.

Look at it this way ...

I 've had one thousand of orgasms 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 call back and publish about ... twenty years later.

So where did it go from there ?

wellspring, Ash never became an aggressive Bi or lezbo case but she did like to play under the right circumstances. Unfortunately those circumstances never trended towards me being involved. Quite the opposite word. As the long time passed there were three dissimilar couples, all very attractive, that she would often play with as a threesome. Yes a fucking shit threesome ! She liked the guy `` directing traffic. '' As a Bi woman she liked being `` dommed, '' being told what to do with or to another woman. And I suspect that worked substantially 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 womanhood, and told to keep sucking on her clit while the guy fucked his wife. That meant he was slamming his hammer into her cunt right across Ash 's facial expression ! I think a cock so close ... and balls slapping her was a big constituent of the routine on !

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

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

But I 'll save that for the next story !

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

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