One Of The Best Nights Of Sex Ever - My Threesome

I have a Fuck-it List.  And on that list is a three-some.  What is really was, was I wanted to sexplore being with a woman, BUT if I didn't like it I wanted a man there to take over.  Well thought out, well planned and in the bed, well played.

I can't remember a time in my life that I was nervous.  This was it. I knew what I wanted, I wanted to have an orgasm, I wanted to perform oral sex on 'her', I wanted to give her an orgasm, I wanted it to be very erotic, and if I had a choice I would like her to have big breasts.

David was quite attractive, he asked me out, I asked the usual questions.... are you a sexual deviant? .... do you make your own money? ... do you drive and actually own car?.... what is your living situation?.... STOP! he was living with his wife.  I started to walk away and he said.."I'm asking you out to go to our home and meet my wife... I got the sense you wanted to explore something". This man was not only attractive he was clever as well.  "Why yes, in fact I do want to sexplore something".  I needed to prepare, I needed to shave my legs and ...... I told him to get his wife to call me later.  His wife did call, we had a great chat an decided to meet at my place on the weekend.

I had to prepare, fresh sheets, one more pillow, clean the place, make some food, buy some wine, maybe bake some of 'those cookies'.... and consult a friend of mine who had been in this situation many times.  "They sound like they do this all the time, so they will take the lead and basically Jane, if anything passes in front of your mouth.... either lick it or suck it".  Great advice.

I started with some wine.  Then more wine, and.... a little bit more to ease my nerves.  'Ding dong'...they're here.  David looked good, she looked great with gorgeous breasts!   We sat down and got to know each other. David asked a number of times if it was time to go to the bedroom.. OMG! men never change!  She and I laughed and told him to calm down.  She and I got to know each other... laughed about the fact that we each needed to shave our legs before we met...David was bored... we didn't care.   I served a little snack and cocktails.  At some point she leaned over and kissed me, that was the starting gun, it was time to retire to the bedroom.  David had his clothes off before we left the couch.  I got up from the couch and stumbled... oh shit, waaaay too much wine.  I needed to water to now to counteract the alcohol in my bloodstream. more water, maybe a little more. 

Amanda and I took our time in the bedroom,  slowly undressing each other, talking and kissing, David was stroking himself.  He was not going to be able to make it if he didn't slow down. We allowed David to join us now, he started with a deep kiss to me, then a kiss with Amanda.

It was like a well trained orchestra and David was the conductor.  I was well stocked with dildos, rope, blind-folds, anal beads, lubrication, vibrators, massage oil and so on and so on.   He moved effortlessly between Amanda and I kissing, stroking, pinching nipples, we were in a perfect human triangle.  His lips on my pussy, my lips on her pussy, her lips on his cock. We were changing positions based on David's arousal, Amanda was slowly him down.  He was finally allowed to enter me and he was beautiful...perfectly shaped cock, great length and girth for me and he hit my G-spot dead on.  Amanda was kissing me and sucking my nipples.  David turned me over doggy-style and Amanda was her back while I went between her legs.  This all made so much sense, doggy is one of my favourite positions and now I had something to do while I was facing the sheets.. there was a gorgeous woman there.  I was being pleased and I made sure I pleased her.  We kissed and suckled each others breasts.  I came in squirting bliss.  David was so aroused, Amanda doesn't squirt.  He nearly came inside me.  He pulled out quickly to make sure he finished in Amanda, that is 'their' rule. He entered Amanda and I continued kissing her until they both came together.

It was a perfect night.  We all stayed in bed for the rest of the night, we moved around each other all night, once in a while one of us would fall asleep and the other two would play.  The morning came too quickly.  We said our sleepy good byes' at the door.  I smiled constantly for a week.  I finally had had my three-some and had no idea why I waited so long.  We saw each other often.  Amanda went away for the summer and our 3some fun just sort of  faded away.  I didn't want to be with David alone.. not sure how he felt about that, but that was the truth.   My fuck-it list was coming along really well.  NEXT!

~Jane, big smile while I remember that nite.

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Getting the hell out of LA

After deciding to leave Edward and LA behind, I had to think like Jane Smith..SEXPERT   it didn't take me long to decide which direction to go. I needed the ocean, some sun... and wine. I walked out of the lobby that 2 days before I had walked into and was expecting the most amazing 5 days.  Instead my 'lover' was attending his conference and leaving me to my own devices.  Really? I have no problem finding something more fun to do.  I confidently walked up to the first cab... "Where is the ocean from here"?  I wasn't sure if it my Canadian accent or not but he looked at me like I had two heads.  He looked around to see if he was being filmed.. I guess that happens a lot in LA... I said "I need to go to the Ocean, I have no idea where it is from here other than, I'm guessing further West.. what would the closet city be at the ocean"?  He asked "Are you fleeing from someone?" "Yes", I said "a terrible lover".... "ah, ok, I thought there was going to be a car chase here, and I hate those so.. where would you like to go"?  Now I'm looking at him like he has two heads.  I shook my head to try and start over.  He told me Santa Monica was the closet city and it was ocean-side.  Perfect I thought, I've never been to Santa Monica. "Ok, lets go"... "well lady, I'm going to charge you about $100 for the cab...or... see that bus?, it will take you right there for $1.50, I would feel terrible taking your money, and well its' almost lunch time, I have an audition"... Now I'm looking around to see if someone is filming. Get me the fuck out of this city. "Fine, thank you for your help... and good luck with your audition."

Across the street as promised was the bus for $1.50 trip to Santa Monica. With my cute luggage, I traveled for an hour to the Ocean and what a great Ocean with was.  I could splurge on a hotel now after saving $100. However there were no rooms at the Inn... at any Inn for that matter.  Can you imagine what is like to walk around in the boiling sun for hours, dragging my horrible luggage from hotel to hotel only to be turned down over and over again? Now I'm stinky, sun burned, and needed a toilet. My last resort..get it resort? ..lol was a small-ish place across from the pier.  He said the only room he had left was behind reception beside the laundry rooms.  "I'll take it."  "You have to look at it first, to make sure it's suitable before I take your money."  He had no idea how desperate I was , I went back, looked at it, came back..smiled "I'll take it, I'll be here for 4 days."   What a glorious room it appeared to be. 

Freshened up, I plugged my phone in and I took off to explore.  Santa Monica is a beautiful city, fresh, clean, great restaurants, fabulous shopping and the night life was a riot. I spent my first evening at the pier, watching all the sites of a carnival.  The end of the pier was the most fun.  It was packed with all men who were fishing. Lucky me, I love men and I love fishing.  A man let me use his fishing rod, while he went to the bathroom.  He was gone a long time, his buddies were laughing.  "You know he didn't go to bathroom....he visits a hooker under the pier."  "Oh... well then he will likely catch something before me."   I fished to my hearts content. 

I made my way back to my hotel, stopping at every licensed establishment.  Upon arrival at my room, my phone was blinking.  I listened to Edwards plaintive messages, 'where was I, why had I left, was I coming back'.... it only took him 9 hrs to realize I was gone.  I was happy with my decision to head to SM, instead of spend another day in LA.   I texted him back to let him know I was in SM, and said he was more than welcome to join me in my awesome room beside the hotels' laundry room...lol.. he said he might be able to make it down in a couple of days.  My response.."it's ok Edward, this time together did not go as we had planned, it's fine. Good luck in your conference, I don't see any point in seeing each other again."  Time for me to move on.  Unfortunately I hadn't brought any toys with me...expecting a 6'3" man who didn't require batteries.. dammit!  I tried to sleep, for some reason they do hotel laundry alllllll night long :(   I couldn't get the zipper to my luggage open, I had to get scissors from the front desk to cut it open.  So I could access my treasures inside, like my toothbrush. Now I needed new luggage.  I might send Edward a bill for my added expenses. It could only go up hill from here. 

The next day I planned on walking to Venice beach, man is it hot here.. the sun was beating down relentlessly... hotter still on the beach with each little tiny grain of sand reflecting the sun back up from below.  I walked in the surf instead.. it was fucking glorious.  Did I mention I had the cutest sundress on , no underwear, and clearly see-through.  I look across the beach and spotted a man in a fabulous suit standing at the canteen that sells water... I suddenly felt very thirsty. I made my way over to the canteen, I looked at the man, he looked at me.  I had a great conversation with the guy  who ran the canteen the suited man said nothing...... oh well his loss.  I took my water and continued down the boardwalk.  I made it 100ft or so before I thought my flip flops were melting on the wooden trail. I sat down on a the closet empty bench, kicked off my flip flops, hiked up my dress, pushed my sunglasses back on my head and leaned back and closed my eyes to really take in the sounds and smells of the ocean.   I could have been there all day.  Without warning the sun was blocked and there in front of me was suited man.  "Hello" he said...without looking up... 'hi... why on earth are you in a suit on the beach?".... "I'm head of security for this hotel"... oh great I thought, it's a private beach and he's kicking me out.. no way.. I've found the perfect spot to forget Edward and LA and I wasn't going to leave.  "I wanted to talk to you when you bought your water but I was tongue tied.. I've never seen a woman with so much confidence and comfortable in her own skin before"... for a tongue tied man he was pretty talented.. 

"you don't see confident women on Venice beach..are you kidding me?" ... "all of them are vain..that's different"... he said... good answer I thought.  I told him I bought water because I wanted a closer look at the handsome man in a suit on the beach... he didn't believe me.. I opened my backpack and showed him the two full bottles I already had inside.. no his confidence was building.   It was clear we were attracted to each other. He sat with me, we talked for an hour.  What a sweet heart. He lives just outside of SM.  He gave me his pass to the hotel bar and pool and we agreed to meet when he was finished his shift.   We spent the next 4 days together, it was wonderful, he took me everywhere and showed me the sites.  We spent every night in the ocean followed by dinner and the rest of the night in his apt. What a glorious lover he was. I hadn't missed a beat. Jane Smith the Sexplorer has discovered an amazing man on the west coast. You just never know when/where you are going to meet someone so compatible.  He drove me to airport on the my last day. We spoke everyday while I was back home, I flew back a month later and stayed with him for two weeks.  One of the best holiday's I've ever had.  We continue to talk everyday although we are 3,000 miles apart.  His name is Eduardo... really it is. I exchanged one Ed for another, both from Spain... the universe has a great sense of humour.  I love it. 

~ Jane, the luckiest woman in the world!

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Present Day... Past Saturday Night.

It's Monday evening, I'm still recovering from a crazy Saturday night at a wonderful club I was introduced to called  "Wonderland4all".....

You are stepping through the looking glass into a safe space of Swink, to explore your body and soul and let all the sensuous and delicious wet dreams you’ve been hiding deep in the seeds of your inner desire come to fruition. This is a completely different experience than all of the typical club experiences you normally get. This environment is comfortable and prepared. We want you to orgasm like you never have before. We are swinging kinksters and kinky swingers and everything in between. 

'nuf said... The night started with a few drinks, and saying 'hello's' to everyone we've met before and 'hell-ooo' to the new people.  On the agenda was BDSM 101 workshop taught by Nymphetamean.. a professional  Dom (1710-20; short for Latin dominus lord or master &  domina for mistress) ..I sat between "John and Adam' not their real names one was in his late 50's the other in his early 30's... two age brackets I find particularly attractive :)  It's always fun to watch new people see in real life what they have only dreamed  about since their puberty.  We were all watching a woman wearing a corset, holding a flogger over her 'subs' back.   The thing to note here for all non-BDSM folks is the number 1 rule of the Dom is make sure her sub is safe and her sub is satisfied.  I wish I was a sub...alas  I too am a Dom.   I have been called Queen Jane and Domina for most of my adult years.

I went to this party with my friend... lets call her Joan...no she has corrected me she wants to be "Shelby".  She has always been pretty vanilla in a swingers/kinky club, so with great pleasure I watched as she watched and had a few drinks.  As with anyone who has a few drinks their level of inhibition lowers as the alcohol volume rises...it's kind of like getting into a tub of water and watching the water being displaced by your body.  It's all science I figure.  BDSM 101 is a bit pedestrian  for me so I choose to take photo's and wander around the room meeting new people and making them feel comfortable.  Once the workshop was finished and the room put back to normal, the 'new vac-u bed' came out.  And what a coming out party it was.   The vac-u bed is a twin sized envelope wrapped around a frame that you slip into and only your face is exposed then the vacuum is attached and the air is sucked out. Yes, exactly like the bags you store your clothes or bedlinens in to reduce their size.  I would have gone in to reduce my size but once the vacuum is released you are back to normal...damn!  Everyone was looking at it with shock, surprise, interest and quiet desire to be the one to go in.  One young lady who hadn't spoken a word was closest to it... so I said "Hey you should go first, just take everything off except undergarments"..... and she did.  I was so surprised there wasn't any objection, her clothes fluttered to the floor with her boyfriends help.

A latex vacbed is the ultimate in total latex bondage.  The possibilities for playful activities between the person inside and the person outside are almost unlimited!
But... what is it?
Remember in The Empire Strikes Back when Han Solo is frozen in Carbonite? It's a little like that, but less sinister, and a LOT more fun.
The idea of a vacbed is that a person enters a latex bag or enclosure, is provided with a way to breathe the outside air, and then a vacuum cleaner removes the air from inside the enclosure to seal the person inside. The sensation is similar to a full body latex hug, with a strong sense of bondage but very little pressure on any single part of the body. The bondage is comfortable, stretchy and you can feel contact, impact, vibration and temperature (ice/warming) through the latex.
The visual on the outside is that of a person perfectly form fitted with latex. With the application of shiner the vacbed gleams and shows off every curve of the body inside. 

 * note the personalization of this bed.. ....and 4 ..... stands for Wonderland 4 All....

This is our first victim.. everything you feel inside the bed is heightened.  The feel of an ice cube on the outside feels like cold water running everywhere.  Imagine tickling someones feet in there? It would be torture.  I tickled her foot, and yes it was torture.  I do this purely for research :)

Shelby the vanilla girl was dying to try it...she who wouldn't unbutton her sweater earlier was, with alcohol induced bravery stripping before the other poor victim was released.  She came with me so she wanted me to pick a man who would give her the experience she was looking for. OMG finally my chance to be a pimp!  "Who wants to drop ice and rub my girlfriends body in the latex Vac U bed?"  ...lol  there were a number of takers so I picked the cutest one.  He was 30, never been here before, he was Iranian, and oh so handsome.   He is a Mechanical Engineer who has lived in Hong Kong, Germany, Italy, France and now Canada and he's looking for a Condo downtown... (I'm also a Real Estate Broker :) ) so it's a win/win, my friend gets the attention of a lovely, sexual young man, and I get great conversation... I will meet with him next week to show him some condos.  I love my jobs.  Shelby loved the bed, and has since researched the cost to own one.  After her exposure, pun intended, with the new bed, she moved quickly on to a fellow who was doing foot massages, he's a reflexologist, BUT he also has foot fetish, he no longer does reflex, as he didn't think it was proper to have people pay him for that if he wasn't going to be able to concentrate.  I mentioned to Shelby that he has a foot fetish.. her question, 'will he get off on my feet'?... "well not on your feet"  was my reply "but it may lead to something else, you need to have a discussion with him".  So they did and she let him massage her feet. It was a negotiation like I've never heard before... it was more complicated the the G summit, she might be less inhibited from alcohol but her spidey senses still worked.

He pulled my foot up occasionally to massage mine..."you need to take off your fishnet stockings to get the real feel for it".. "I'm good right now thanks"... I have somehow traded personalities with my girlfriend who was exploring things she had never considered before, it was wonderful to see her enjoy herself.  I'm sure the bed will be delivered soon.

I made my way around the joint and met a number of couples who were new to the 'lifestyle', they had a lot of questions that I couldn't really answer but I was able to introduce them to the people who could.  And the birthday festivities went on... the place was full, people were talking, people were making out, people were being flogged here and there, people were playing with wax,  people were being introduced to electric play and the list goes on.  My 30yr Iranian man was following me around like a puppy, we were texting each other from all over the house, he would ask me where I was, I would text/tell him then I would leave, I think I've started a new form of foreplay for myself, I enjoyed the sneaking around quite a bit, and when he did find me he couldn't do anything because I would join in on public conversations that would be obvious if I left all of a sudden.  Young men are tireless.. thank God.

The birthday girl made her appearance and her prize was to be straddled on the Sybian. The OMG female masturbator, that moves like no c*ck ever could.  She was handcuffed above her head her bottom was bared and so the spanking began.. where else could you get a better birthday spanking than a kink club... no where I tell you!  

 3am came earlier than it usually does, a last look around the place to say good bye to everyone and look for my friend... and what do my wandering eyes see....  I see Shelby with her shirt and bra off on her stomach being given a sensual back massage by former foot massage boy... "we negotiated further" she says. Another drink was in order it was going to be a longer night than I planned. I would hate to pull Shelby away from her new experiences... what are friends for!

How many of the readers have been to a club like this? 


~Jane Smith
The tame sane one on this night. :(

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