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 uniform remember the day of black&white TVs? One day color sets arrived, something no one had ever seen, something no reverse cowgirl 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 Roleplay 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. (We talked about that in story #6) These playful women drove all of us, both men and lingerie women, watching on the sidelines into a frenzy! It orgasm could be at 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 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... This pair of panties was a wild success. A minute later a fiery redhead wearing light armor, approached on what appeared to be a chariot. I like Steve. “I'm your slave.” She took it and slapped it across her cheek several times before returning lingerie to licking it in long strokes up the underside of my shaft. She used one hand to wrap around its base to give her some control. That was a rare occurrence. Jessie was still orgasm on her back, legs spread wide. “That's my girl,” he said, using his other hand to hold her down by her lower back. Did Jonathan know about that Roleplay particular fantasy? From what I was told, it was a little more upscale, but still had the "R" or "X" rated entertainment. Both girls were from New York, and they viewed rural reverse uniform cowgirl Florida as almost like one of the circles of hell. But what had changed the most was inside of her.
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