For this post, I am sharing a story from a dear lifestyle friend. I hope you enjoy her story as much as I do! - Lauren

So, you’ve decided to try swinging or the lifestyle with your partner, but have no idea where to start? Join the club—we’ve all been there. Let me share my personal experience of how we dove in headfirst. It may or may not have been the best choice, and it’s not something I recommend to everyone, but for us, it worked and made for one hell of a fun story.

A little background: My husband and I both grew up in a super-conservative religion and got married young. We didn’t have much sexual experience outside of each other. Fifteen years into our marriage, we were doing great—we had amazing sex, growing and learning together. We watched porn for fun, and that’s when I realized I was VERY into women. My upbringing was so strict that I didn’t even realize that was an option until I was well into my thirties. During our pillow talk, we would often discuss fantasies, and one night, my husband told me he’d love to fuck another woman, since he’d never done it before. My reply (which surprised even me) was, “I really want to fuck a woman, too.” The idea turned us both on so much. I was so naive that I didn’t even realize married people actually did this with others or other couples. I had never heard of swinging or ethical non-monogamy. My husband had read about it online and explained that this was something we could try. We talked about it for months, fantasized, and did our research because we didn’t want to hurt our relationship. We’d recently left a high-demand religion and were ready for a complete change—new friends, adventures, all the things we’d missed out on.

Finally, after months of talking and reading, we decided we wanted to try it. I’m normally an anxious person and don’t love stepping outside my comfort zone. He was scared too; after all, neither of us had ever done anything like this. We decided that if we were going to do it, we’d use the old adage “rip off the band-aid” and just dive in to overcome the nerves. Easier said than done, right?

We discovered online a local dance club that hosted lifestyle meet-and-greets upstairs on Saturday nights, so we decided to check it out. Did I mention I’d never even been to a dance club before? And I hadn’t had alcohol except for a few rebellious sips in high school? It's hilarious to think back now about how incredibly naive I was walking into that situation. We arrived at the club terrified but excited, still agreeing that if a sexy opportunity with a hot couple presented itself, we’d go for it. We gave the secret password from the website to access the upstairs, and off we went. Not knowing what to order, we both got margaritas, since we’d at least heard of those. We sat at a table, choked down our drinks (alcohol is definitely an acquired taste), and started surveying the scene. I didn’t know what to expect, but this was not it—a bunch of normal-looking people chatting? I was shocked, trying to wrap my head around the fact that they were all possibly going to fuck each other later. I even wondered if we were in the wrong place! Then people started introducing themselves and talking to us.

“Hi, nice to meet you. I’m Jim, and this is my wife, Sarah. What area are you from? How long have you been in the lifestyle?” Uh… brand new! “That’s great, welcome; it's a great community!” And we continued chatting with couple after couple. Eventually, we ended up talking with one couple for quite a while. They were newer to the lifestyle too, having been in it for about a year. He was tall, handsome, and athletic, while his wife was beautiful, soft-spoken, and sweet. We liked them—they were doing a great job of making us feel comfortable. Eventually, he asked, “So, you’re here, brand new. What are you looking for?” We probably responded with something like, “A nice couple to show us the ropes.” Then he said, “We have a hotel room around the corner; how about tonight?” My heart probably skipped a few beats, but we’d agreed to dive in, and they were so friendly, I managed to say “yes” along with my husband.

The club was winding down, and we were getting ready to leave. The other husband had been flirting with me the whole time, and at one point, he asked, “May I kiss you?” Oh boy, I wasn’t expecting that, and I froze, panic setting in. He was a total gentleman about it though, saying sweetly, “Well, maybe later.” I was so grateful for his kindness—it helped me feel comfortable when I was having an internal freak-out. (It’s important to note that my nerves weren’t from not wanting to do this, but because it was so far outside my comfort zone.)

We left the club, and the other husband texted my husband the hotel info. In the car, we were both trying to calm our nerves, talking about whether we were sure we wanted to go through with this. We agreed we did, about then, hubs got a text: “By the way, the other couple we were talking with at the club is also coming, if that’s okay?” And that’s when I completely panicked. Our first experience was now turning into a six-person orgy. What the hell was happening?! Hubs gave me a pep talk, telling me, “This is better—there are more people, so it takes the pressure off of you.” “Okay, okay, I’m nervous as hell but also excited. Let’s do this.”

We got to the hotel room with couple number one. They were super gracious and helped us feel at ease. After some small talk, Mrs. Beautiful invited me to sit on the bed and asked if I’d ever kissed a woman. “No, I haven’t.” “Would you like to?” “Yes!” She kissed me. It was soft and sensual, completely different from kissing a man. I was so turned on! I’d been fantasizing about this for years, and here it was, actually happening! We kept making out and touching each other’s soft skin, and I kept looking at my hubby like, “Is this really happening?” After a few minutes, her husband teasingly asked, “May I kiss you now?” while she was asking my husband. We both said yes, and suddenly, we were both kissing someone who wasn’t our spouse. I hadn’t kissed anyone else in 15 years, and now I was making out with a woman and her husband while she kissed mine. Holy shit, it was hot!

Kissing quickly led to touching, and before I knew it, I had another man’s cock in my hand, and another woman had her hand wrapped around my husband's. I was beyond turned on, but also in total shock that this was actually happening. A few minutes later, I put my mouth on it, surprised at how different it felt—smooth and tasting so good. I was getting wetter by the second as I sucked and stroked. The tables soon turned, and we ladies became the receivers. Watching my husband go down on another woman was insanely hot. Then she offered me the chance to taste her too. For years, I’d fantasized about this—every time my husband went down on me, I’d wish I could be the one licking a woman. Here was my chance, and even though I had no idea what I was doing, I was more than ready to explore this part of myself.

I remember gently running my fingers over her, taking in her softness for the first time. I lowered my mouth, giving her my first taste, letting my tongue explore her slit. I tried to remember what I like when I’m on the receiving end, and mimicked that as best as I could through the nervous excitement. Slowly, I found her entrance, feeling her warmth and wetness, and slipped my finger inside for the first time. The whole experience was incredible.

About then, couple number two knocked on the door. We paused to greet them, and they said, “Hope it's okay—we brought more friends along!” In came another couple, followed by a single woman. Now, there were nine of us in the room with one king-size bed! I’d originally agreed to meet just one couple, and suddenly, we had a full-blown orgy situation on our hands. While we were still turned on from our time with couple number one, I think we both went into shock and panic mode as the room filled up.

Things heated up quickly. My husband and I found a corner of the bed to ourselves, touching each other while we watched this wild, erotic scene unfold around us. The unicorn who had joined didn’t want to fuck anyone; she just wanted to be spanked by everyone, and her ass was black and blue. The other couples swapped partners and kissed passionately, which quickly escalated to lots of fucking happening all around us. We were so fascinated by everything going on that we mostly cuddled, soaking in the experience. The group was incredibly respectful, making sure we never felt uncomfortable or pressured—something we were really grateful for. After about an hour, we decided we had seen enough for the night. We got dressed, gathered our things, and headed out. But you know what no one ever tells you? There’s no etiquette for saying goodbye to a group of people you just met who are mid-orgy!

Couple number one was on the bed together, her riding him on top, and I’ll never forget the awkward handshake between the two husbands, mid-fuck. “Thanks so much for having us, that was great,” we said, and quickly headed out the door. Once we got into the elevator, my husband and I exchanged looks of complete shock. It was like, what the hell just happened? My mind was blown, and in my stunned state, the only thing I could manage to say was, “I think I’m okay if we NEVER do that again.”

My husband, being the sweet guy he is, responded, “Let’s give it some time to wear off before we make any decisions, I thought it was hot.” He knows me well, and by the time we got home, my shock had worn off enough that we ended up having incredible, passionate sex for hours, reliving the experience. In fact, I woke him up three or four more times that night because I was so turned on by everything that had happened, I needed to be fucked again and again.

Needless to say, we were back at the club the very next Saturday night, diving right back into the lifestyle and it has been a part of our life ever since. Over the past five and a half years, we’ve had countless amazing experiences. That night was overwhelming and shocking, but for us, diving in headfirst was the right choice. Otherwise, we may have never taken that leap and would’ve missed out on a life full of sexy fun, fulfilled fantasies, unforgettable friendships, and discovering a huge part of ourselves that we didn’t even know was missing.

One last fun side note—Lauren and her husband were couple number one in my story! :) Over the last five and a half years, they’ve become some of our closest and most cherished friends. It’s always a blast looking back on that night and laughing about our very first adventure together!

-Nicole Blake