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Archive name: aeb2.txt (MMF, swing, bi, prost)
Authors name: Sweet Irish (address withheld by request)
Story title : Exotic Dancer - Professional Lady - 2
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Exotic Dancer - Professional Lady - 2 (MMF, swing, bi,
prost)
by Sweet Irish (address withheld by request)
***
Previously I wrote about my initial entry into the
world of sex. This dated back to when I was only 4
years old. The story dealt with my father bathing me
until I was 12 and about the sex I enjoyed with my
second husband but not my first husband. Also my need
to masturbate from the earliest memory I have until
now.
***
I would love to have my dad bathe me again. But that
can never be as my beloved father passed away.
***
Yet I have the love of my life, Ed, my husband for over
20 years. During and even before our marriage Ed and I
engaged in swinging. At one point Ed allowed me and
even asked me to go out and find a "date" for the
night. My preference was not to go meet a stranger in a
bar but this helped both Ed and I during an illness
that required major surgery for Ed.
Friends of ours owned a bar that closed after happy
hour, usually around 8 o'clock in the evening. One
evening the regulars were all hanging around and it was
around 10:00 at night and no one wished to leave.
Shelly, the owner's wife, kept giving me drinks and
before long I felt the touch of a woman on my body. I
had consumed enough liquor to fog my mind but not
enough that I didn't know what was happening. I was
wearing stockings, garter belt and no panties. Ed's
desire for me to always be sexy and dress revealing in
such manner started me wearing limited under garments.
He especially enjoyed me going without panties.
At first Shelly was only caressing my legs. When she
reached under my front button-up skirt and found I was
wearing a garter her fingers went directly onto my
pubic hair. Almost silently I heard Shelly draw her
breath and a very low moan escaped from her lips. Her
fingers eased just inside my sex and I became excited.
I wanted sex or something. Quickly!
After a few moments Shelly said I should dance on the
bar, if I wanted to do so. I remember her telling me
this after I decided to be a little wild and I had
always desired to dance on top of a bar.
Why I had that desire to be so out going I still don't
know. Shelly and her husband Rick helped me up onto the
horseshoe shaped bar. Someone turned up the jukebox and
Proud Mary started playing. I danced around the bar and
realized that a fellow named Bill could look up my
skirt and see I didn't have panties on. Being brave I
unbuttoned my skirt until only the top button was
fastened.
Bill lay his head down on the bar and then as I
straddled him he reached up under my skirt and was
rubbing his hands up and down my legs. I allowed him to
play for just a moment and then moved on around the bar
and back again.
From that point on I was hooked on exposing myself.
Rick begin telling Ed and I about a party they had held
the previous Saturday night and showed us photos of the
party. Looking over the photos Ed asked Rick, "Do you
hold swinger parties here?" That Rick confirmed and
said, "The next party would be held a week from the
coming Saturday and maybe we should attend, even if
just to check it out."
For the next ten days Ed and I spoke about the party
and decided to attend. I told Ed, "I'm uncertain I
could have sex with someone other than him." This was
before Ed allowed me to "date" when he was ill.
Other than what assuredly occurred with my father
sexually and sex with my first husband, and then Ed, my
sex life was limited to just three men.
We arrived at the party after it had been going on for
about an hour. The hostess and host were someone Ed
knew and he was surprised they were involved in
swinging. After some small chat with Trixie and Don we
moved to the bar and sat in our "normal spot". During
the next couple of hours we were approached by various
couples and invited to set at their tables.
However, the only couple we found interesting was an
older couple and they were fun to speak with but the
lady was almost like Ed's one sister-in-law. That could
have been fun and I liked the guy to talk with. In fact
I even let him reach under my skirt and feel my legs
above the stockings held up by the garter.
For some reason I closed my legs on his hand when he
attempted to reach between my thighs. Ed never knew
this until he read it while I'm writing this story. He
smiled. Then a couple appeared and right away Ed told
me, "Now that is who we should party with if they
aren't good ole boy red necks." They weren't! Ralph was
a muscular type and stocky in build. Lona was about 5'-
2" with 38D's pointing firmly from her chest and when I
later saw her undressed they were braless and had no
sag. NONE!
The asked if they could join us at the bar and we
agreed. Before the night was over we ended up having
sex with them and it was truly wonderful. Ed and I
became swingers after that night and still run ads in
swinger magazines. I may devote a chapter to some
swinging stories later but not at this time. After we
started swinging is when I would go out and meet some
guy and have sex with him. Only once did I see a "date"
more than once. The exception was Don.
This man was large and I mean large in girth and
height. Don assuredly tipped the scales at around 290
pounds. But he could FUCK! I met up with Don four times
and he was fun and we enjoyed showering together. When
Don lay over me and between my thighs he was like a big
teddy bear. In fact he had hair all over his chest and
it was almost as thick as that on his head and I
believe even blacker. God, I loved his cock!
I almost forgot about Brad. He I saw twice and both
times he took me to dinner in very expensive
restaurants. Brad was a top executive with a major
automobile company and I believe he was married. He was
nice and loved to eat me for hours. After a few years
of our swinging lifestyle Ed became bored with the
corporate life and decided to become involved in
criminal investigation work.
This required our moving and I asked to let me do
something I'd always desired to do from the time I was
first a teenager and felt sexual urges and had those
naughty thoughts young girls have but never admit to.
One night Ed and I were at the swinger's club we
belonged to and I broached the subject of my long held
fantasy. "Ed, I know you are going to flip out when you
hear this but I would like to become a prostitute and
work at the world famous Chicken Ranch in Nevada."
So the story will continue in Part 3...
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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