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The Worst Sex Yet

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The Setup Call me shallow. Maybe I am. But I’ve been spoilt. Tattoo Man, Bodybuilder, The Mechanic, they’re all 10 out of 10s, and I’ve had the absolute joy of playing with them. Honestly, how lucky am I? But I’ve always said, and I mean it, that variety is important. Connection matters more to me than just a perfect body. So when Chubby messaged, I was open. He was 6ft, chunky, and had the loveliest smile. He drove up from London for a drink, and we chatted like old friends, with a cheeky, flirty current running underneath everything. Standing next to our cars afterward, the sexual tension was thick in the air. He wanted to kiss me. I tilted my head so he kissed my neck instead. His hands were on my waist, and he was literally and figuratively begging for more. It took all my self-control not to give in there and then. We arranged a play date for Friday. 8pm. But life had other plans. By 7.50, my mum hadn’t left, the kids weren’t asleep, I hadn’t showered, and I was running o...
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Single Men in the Lifestyle: The Good, the Bad, and the Hedonistic

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Single men. Love them or avoid them, they make up the biggest proportion of the club, the apps, and the orgasms. But not all single men are created equal! Let’s Define Our Terms When I say single men , I don’t mean relationship status. I don’t care if a man has a girlfriend, a wife, a situationship, or if he’s genuinely unburdened by anyone at all. I’ll play regardless. To me, single men are defined by how they play . If a man turns up to a meet, a club, or a social without a partner in tow - no woman, no man, no couple - then in lifestyle terms he’s a “single man.” Simple as that. So now we’re on the same page, let’s talk about the two broad categories I’ve noticed. And I’ll say this up front: I’ve played with men in both camps, I still do, I love men from both camps and both groups have their pros and cons. Camp One: The Men Who Just Want To Get Laid Let’s start with the most obvious group: men who are here for one reason - to fuck. These guys often look at the lifestyle with ...
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The Bodybuilder, Bound and Begging

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  Anticipation Crushed Having the Bodybuilder visit is ALWAYS a highlight. Life had got in the way and I did not enjoy the fact our diaries didn’t align. Eventually we had a Saturday in the calendar when his Mrs was working so he could come over while my husband took the kids out. He messages to say he’s leaving, I jump in the shower and get a message to say traffic is hell when I get out. He’s going to be 20 minutes late so I can slow down while getting ready. Just as I light the final candle and flop onto the bed in anticipation I get the message. “Mrs just called. She’s coming home from work sick. I’ve had to turn around. Sorry.” Devastation doesn’t even begin to cover it but I let Mr know and put jeans a t-shirt back on. The disappointment is palpable. Not just because we had all been looking forward to this visit with a clear plan in mind for what we would get up to, but because there was no new date in the diary. He had holidays, I had travel for work. We were looking at mo...
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Lurch cried on me…

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  Tied and blindfolded for his arrival So Lurch came back. Visually he’s not really my type, so I had a plan in my head. I wanted to be blindfolded with my hands tied behind my back when he arrived. Unfortunately, the kids had other ideas and Mr was still in the shower when Lurch pulled onto the drive. Then he just sat there for a while, which meant there actually would have been time to set everything up but I’d missed the chance. Using his intiative! We sat down together and he surprised me by choosing to sit right next to me on the big L-shaped section of the sofa. I was impressed that he came so close straight away. Then he leaned in and started kissing me. Honestly, this reminded me why I sometimes think about bringing back the no-kissing rule. It wasn’t terrible, but he was a little too insistent with his tongue for my taste. Not knowing exactly what he wanted next, I told him about my failed plan. His answer: “We can fix that.” Tied and Blindfolded He grabbed the tie...
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He’s straight but fucked another man…

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  ‘tism returned. He was round not that long ago . It was a good meet although he lasted mere seconds. I had a feeling that a repeat meet would only yield better results and I was right - although it didn’t quite start as I hoped. He was bang on time. I was running late. He had said he has a thing for rubber which apparently is the one thing that I don’t own. So I chose a pleather corset that I struggled to tighten myself. He was at the door and I was not ready but let him and then lit the candles and poured the drinks. He was awkward again, not quite mastering the small talk, the flirt and banter. He also said NOTHING positive about the outfit, and believe me the corset, thong, fishnet bralette and gorgeous gown warranted a reaction. But he did start to kiss me. He seemed nervous though and he made no move to do anything else. I stripped him down and I enjoyed kissing his cock, and sucking it. The slight downward angle perfect for deepthroating and he was quick to ask me to sl...
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My first shibari

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  So today was another private party. Honestly, it was hands down the best event we’ve been to. Not because the venue was better or the guests were better, but because I relaxed into it and had the absolute best time. Play #1 – Simon Simon from the interracial party and mini gangbang  arrived after us (and we were already a little late). He clocked me immediately and headed straight over with a warm smile and big hug. After a month of soul searching I know what I really need from swinging: to feel chosen, not the back-up. Simon does this in spades. He smiles easily, he’s tactile, and when he’s with me his gaze doesn’t wander. I feel chosen. He told me he wanted me, and although I hesitated, I knew I would go with him. He grabbed a drink, got changed, and met us in the dungeon. It was light, cool, and quiet. Once settled on the bed we started with kisses. Nothing wild, nothing kinky - just vanilla, but exactly what I needed. He lavished attention on my boobs and nipples, ...
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The one where I threw up!

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  I don’t even know where to start with this one. Sex can be so many things. Passionate. Romantic. Primal. Submissive. Kinky. Dominant. Boring. But fuck me, this man was FILTHY. He was absolutely everything I needed and after 2 hours of sex with him PLUS the reclamation from my husband I now can’t stop smiling and couldn’t wait to write about it. We chatted a bit and Mr actually told him in no uncertain terms to fuck off as his profile stated that he does have unprotected sex – but not with everyone. We practice only safe sex, so I actually was OK with this. He’s being honest about what he does which is more than most men and has no issues being safe with us. So I arranged a social at a pub. He travelled over an hour for the social and we had just 40 minutes to chat. He was warm, smiley and easy with the compliments. He made me feel that he only had eyes for me and I was living for it. Top of the pack After the social, I cancelled the plans we had for the following day and th...
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The Paramedic - how does his cock get so hard!?

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Blocked after a booking… fucking men! Sunday night was meant to be simple. I had lined up a hot young guy earlier in the week, all chatty and confirmed, but by the morning of, poof - ghosted and blocked. At this point, it doesn’t even sting. He hadn’t met me, so I know it’s not about me. Shrug, delete, move on. Vanilla friends came over instead. Dinner, kids running wild, games. I was happy enough with this pivot to wholesome chaos, but Mr clearly had other plans. While I was buried under the wreckage of the playroom trying to bring order back to my house once the kids were in bed, he went ahead and booked me a thumbs up social with the Paramedic we’ve been talking to for months. This basically means if I like the guy, he gets the golden ticket to come back that same night. No hanging about for a second date. Cue me with less than twenty minutes to get ready. I had to prioritise - shower, shave down there, speed-brush my hair that desperately needed washing and hide it under a bi...
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Time for the ’Tism

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  Time for the ’Tism I’m quite the fan of the neurodiverse, being one myself. I could write acres about my theories on the link between neurodiversity — especially ADHD in women — and promiscuity. My hunch? The lifestyle probably has a higher proportion of us than the general population. And I’ve definitely met a few. But this one ’tism’d harder than most. It was clear in his messages, but in person there was no missing it. He’d told me he’d been berated as a child for not making eye contact, so now he makes up for it with an intensity that could set fire to curtains. He misses social cues, can talk for England, but he’s also sincere, literal, and follows instructions like a man on a mission. When I said I love to feel desired, he said, “I didn’t know what I was allowed to do.” I told him I was perfectly capable of saying no if he went too far. So he kissed me. Hands on my legs. Immediate, deliberate, and more appreciated than I can put into words - especially after a few men...
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Our First Couple Social

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The Setup Matching with a single guy is straightforward. I need to fancy him, he needs to fancy me, and Mr just has to not hate him. Easy. Couples? Entirely different beast. I need to be attracted to the man and him to me, same as with singles. But now Mr has to fancy the woman, and I need to think she’s attractive but not so attractive that I feel threatened. Then she needs to fancy Mr, and also be okay with me. That’s a minefield of feelings before we even get to logistics. You can see why we stick to men. And, of course, there’s the joy of messaging couples on fabs. Who’s replying? Him? Her? Both? Neither? Conversations can fizzle faster than a bottle of cheap prosecco as you navigate the uncertainty and communication between partners and then couples. The Couple Out of all the couples who’ve messaged us, we finally set up a social. Mrs Tattoo: young, blonde, curves for days, gorgeous. The type Mr would happily have his hands all over. I’d expected her to be catty, but ...
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Cobra Visit Number Five – will I get bored of BBC?

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