What The Sexy Body! Let's Do Something...

It has been our quest in all our sexual adventures to prove "what is true and what is mere tradition." Hence, our chosen moniker "Truth vs Tradition." Almost everything we discovered has seemed 180 degrees out of whack 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, eroticism may be the single most playful and enjoyable emotion in life. Living life without it is like settling for a black and white world versus one of color. Are you old enough to remember the day of black&white TVs? One day color sets arrived, something no one Brunette had ever seen, something no one realized they were missing... And once experienced, there was no going back. The same is quite true with couples at the lifestyle clubs. Once they found out how much fun they could have, how it bound them together, how it solved so many misunderstandings, a whole new world of color 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 share it with those special people we loved, and especially with each other. Our old belief that our spouse had to be the only legitimate source of our eroticism became something so naive, so ignorant and fraught with problems. The premise that multiple sources of erotism 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 incredible club dance floor... There's something about two hot women teasing each other sexually in front of a crowd. When the club was packed, the dance floor was packed, and crazy sexy women came out of their shells. small tits (We talked about that in story #6) These playful women drove all of us, both men and women, watching on big ass the sidelines into a frenzy! It could be at pornstars times unbelievably over the top... The way women would dance and lock lustful eyes; the way they would reach 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 heads; the way they would press their boobs together and each reach 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 tits; 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 music as each would squat and provocatively pull the other's panties down; and sometimes when the "moon and the blowjob stars aligned"...the way they would step over each other's face and get their pussy tongued right there in the middle of the damn floor! There was nothing as hot as watching beautiful women, women who were very normal working professionals during the week, letting themselves go to such sexual heights. When I think about it today I ask... How many sexy 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 lustful. All sexed up. All uninhibited. Maybe it is simply a man's dream come true...your woman enjoying sex as much as you! All I know is... Every man at the club wanted his woman out on that dance floor. I was no exception. Surely he had been aroused by fingering and eating her. “James, please don’t call me sir. She was not trying to cover her petite body at first, leaving her small round breasts and slim hips for all to see, but she was trying to get out. "Hello everyone. I want it, but wait!" as she dropped down sitting on the nerf bar grabbing my cock and feeling all over it. Sujata gulped and obeyed. Jada looked like she was going to vomit, he pushed her head down. Mom decided we were lost and we were getting ready to turn back when a booming voice behind us yelled "get your hands up". “I’m cumming!” "Are you sure everything is small tits okay, Deb? She hung her head in shame. Pakpao’s jet black hair spread radiantly out over the small airline pillow on my lap. Then another on the other side. “You mean that we could workout naked? I thought about what she was getting at. I have passed graduation and big ass so my family started to search groom. We got back to the hotel and I went to sexy the front desk and asked for a scissors. I am your love guru, precisely! I pounded her. I turned up the radio, listening to news of the weather. If I was just a man, my wife wouldn't cuckold me, and my children would respect blowjob me. But I wasn't. I simply answered. With that background my twin and I had picked up almost no Chinese language skills in our eighteen years. 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