The morning after the night before

Claire here.

The tidying and cleaning got done. Just in case you were concerned...

Last night was great! If I had doubts about swinging, those are so gone. I thoroughly enjoyed myself throughout the evening, and felt no more awkward than I normally would when entertaining. Incidentally, this is not very awkward, as I adore having people round.

The couple were experienced, considerate and sexy. I still enjoy first times as much as I used to, and I like being watched.

She was a knockout, all legs. He was very masculine, bear-like. Nice.

There was a lot of rather stilted conversation about our shared areas of interest, but I think that can be expected.

I was not in the driving seat, but it was OK to be along for the ride. Sex with four people did not really happen. The men watched us get undressed and then we ordered them to undress as well. She played with my breasts and did some amazing things to my neck.

There was some four in a bed action. She went down on me while the men watched, and then they came in and paired up with us. We were kissing and wanking the men. However, there was never  enough support or room for full on sex with four.

So we split up and John went downstairs with her.

It was nervous-making to be alone with a naked man who was not John. But that made it all more intense. He went down on me and it was awesome, really different. I guess is the best I can describe it, a warm, softer technique. I didn't come, but again this was something I expected.  Orgasm does not ever come easy to me.

I put a condom on him and went down on him with all the techniques I could think of.  I told him I would take direction, but he said he wasn't into that. He then said it was time to be inside me and called missionary for first time when I asked position.

Fair enough, I thought.

I am quite bendy, so that came into play a bit. But essentially, sex is sex and quite nice. It feels good and different men feel different.

When he was spent we chatted for a bit about swinging, and how he had felt at first with his partner elsewhere with another man. I didn't feel bad or uncomfortable about that so it wasn't a topic with a lot of legs.

I would have liked (since we finished first) to go down and watch, but his first comment made me think that might not be his scene...

He spoke about his body issues, his feeling about his girth (a bit on the plus size side)

and penis size, like pretty much all men he was concerned it was too small.

Now, for me, reassuring my husband is cool but I am less keen on providing that for a casual encounter.  I won't ask him to tell me I am not too fat or listen to a list of what I had to eat over the day and I don't want to tell him how adequate his dick is. I am up for sex with him, I am enjoying it - what the fuck?

Anyhow, breathe.  I am sure that John will say I am being to harsh, and I will need to fame this more positively.  I guess its one of those things.