Who's that girl

Another night with R, only we went the whole 9 yards with his makeover this time. Makeup, wig my lingerie again. He turns me on when he's dressed up and it clearly turns him on dressing up for me but somehow we have resisted the urge to play so far. We will do very soon, we've built the tension, in fact we keep building it. Next time we meet she's mine.

Sinful sunday, Caught!

It's one thing taking naughty pictures of other people, but it's another thing altogether taking them in places you know you shouldn't be. D asked me to take some more pictures of him, outside this time and I found the perfect location. An old railway with lots of rusting engines. The best bit, well we were caught trespassing almost with D and his pants down. How we laughed. It may have cut short our shoot but I got the pic and that's all that matters.

Such a tease

I had the please of D's company again last night, my previous +1 experience. I may not have chosen to play with him since then but we have kept in touch a lot. He came across the pictures I took for R last week on fabswingers and recognised them, in fact he messaged me saying someone had stolen my pictures! Once I explained he was keen for some help taking some of his own I offered and I loved taking these just as much, maybe I've found my niche! We went for something rather teasing this time, and boy was it a tease being so close to his cock.

Sinful Sunday something different

R's opening line, something different and instantly I was blown away by his pictures. If ever I  could find a guy who was born to cross dress he is it or should that be her! I had the opportunity to photograph R recently and we both had to concentrate quite hard, but the results are so worth it. I want that pert little arse and I'm quite jealous that he looks so hot in MY corset, knickers and tutu!

Plus one

Plus 1

I've been very lucky I think to have only ever previously had positive fulfilling experiences of going to a swing club as a twosome but as my regular partner lives some distance away I have been search of another guy to go with. Enter D. I met him on fabswingers and at first he came across as a bit persistent, not desperate and certainly not one to flatter and fawn all over you, just a guy who knows what he wants and who he wants. It took us a couple of weeks to find time to meet and I always like to meet socially first so we met for a drink one Saturday night. He was tall, slim, good looking, quite shy and 11 years younger than me. all good, and he could certainly hold a interesting conversation. The conversation flowed easily and it wasn't long before he mentioned going to a club together that night and I thought why not, I felt I could trust him, so off we went. I've never done that sort of impulsive thing before, yes I would play on a first meet but jumping in a guys car and driving off in the dark....never! We hadn't even kissed at this point. We went to an amazing club streets apart from my usual haunts, we'd also by chance picked a party night so the place was full of pretty people all dressed to the nines, Bentley and Aston Martins in the car park and champagne bottles on tables. We had a drink and a wander round, two lovely big open rooms with lots of beds and a huge jacuzzi. We changed and got straight in the pool, there were lots of couples in there, all friendly, we chatted and it wasn't long before hands were wandering, touching and probing. The pool was a huge step for me in terms of confidence. I'm usually a strictly lingerie and heels kinda girl but that clearly wasn't the norm in this club, so overcoming my shyness and lack of confidence (I don't know why!) we joined in the fun. D was quite attentive and good company but it became quite clear as the night went on he was more into the watching than playing, we did play with another couple briefly, but D just wanted to watch which left me feeling a little bit like a spare part. We had a good night overall with a couple of highlights, exploring my bi side a bit further and watching a lady squirt multiple times and a considerable distance stick in the mind, as did watching a Mistress wearing a gorgeous pvc corset face sitting her female sub, that was particularly erotic. We were the last to leave and parted with a view to seeing each other and repeating the night again, which we did the following Saturday.  This time was different. A definite sense that I was only there as his plus one, I had a fantastic night, we met another couple who it turned out had only just met and decided to come to the club that night (sounds familiar!) he was stunningly good looking, just my type, professional rugby playing build (not a prop!) tall dark and handsome. Anyway, I got talking to him in the pool, D had wandered off for a drink, this guy had been abandoned by the girl who had bought him out for the night it seemed. I wanted to play with him, I made a beeline for him, just enough to whet his appetite for more later. D returned and we stepped out of the pool and headed for a space on the big bed, the other couple were there and she made a beeline for D's cock and gestured to me did I want to play with her guys, Mr tall dark and handsome. Never one to pass up an opportunity, I did! I think he had possibly one of the biggest I've ever had my hands on, which was later to prove his down fall when we couldn't get a normal size condom to stay on it! That was a shame as he was a particularly sexy man, and an ven greater shame that he as so ofen is the case with single guys, didn't come prepared. I had a lot of fun with him, D was playing with the girl but I could see he was watching me the whole time, that annoyed her, i think she thought he was worried about me bit but after we couldn't get a condom on handsome he suggested I played with the other two while he watched, I kissed the girl and she kissed me back, I have to say that I really enjoyed playing with her so much so we carried on oblivious of the 2 guys, I was sucking her clit and fingering her pussy and soon the boys joined in playing with us both in a glorious tangle of bodies. We swapped again and she whispered in my ear to use him, meaning her companion. So I did, face sitting and riding his face hard while she sucked his cock, she was looking up at times to kiss and caress me. It was such a massive ego boost to me, he must have been maybe 20 years younger than me, and the kind of guy who wouldn't look twice at me outside in the real world, so I made the most of him, greedy girl that I am. We left the club late, D and I having had fun together to close the evening. The next day, and a debrief with D it came out that he thought I had been too forward with the other guy (jealous?) and he also mentioned that I had bossed him about! I don't remember doing any such thing, and if anything he had been the one suggesting I start things, which I had actually stood up to him about. If I don't think it's right or if I don't want to do it I won't! I made the decision then that I wouldn't go with him again.  That comment upset me deeply, I'm not that kind of controlling domineering person and swinging to me is all about consensual fun. He has asked me several times to go again, but he also told me he took another girl with him because I said no. I have no interest in being someones plus one for the night, I want to feel that the person I go to a club with wants to share the night with me and that they want to play with me, and if we get to play with others then that's all part of it. I got the definite vibe that D only wanted to go on a couples night to watch other couples, I think he totally underestimated what a couples night is about. His suggestion that once there we would have some fun together then separate for a bit to play with others and then maybe catch up at the end of the night was not what I believe a couples night to be.
I wouldn't class my two meets with D as a negative experience but I'm sad that I discovered that slightly selfish side of him. It made me feel a little used and I wish now I hadn't left him the glowing verification. Onwards and upwards, It's all part of the learning curve as they say.

Trust

I've played a couple of times recently with M, he wasn't aware that he had a particularly submissive side and the intensity and emotion he's felt on his journey into it has completely blown him away. Making him come without touching his cock was quite something, and only on our second meet. The level of trust between us is huge. Interestingly because he's not submissive in any other way, I've found something in this man that I've never found before and that is something much more balanced. I hiope we meet again.

Starting over

I'm restarting my blogging activities, the old Kinkywinks.blogspot.com  one had become rather one sided and I found I ended up blogging only about my naughty fun with one person, and once he started following it I didnt feel comfortable posting about anything else. I do have a lot more fun than just with him and a part of me felt guilty about sharing it as he's not aware that I do. That's not because we are in an exclusive relationship or anything remotely like that but I'm not a trophy, its not a competition and I only need to worry about myself. I do have several play partners, each one gives me something different but I don't need to be worrying about them wondering what else I'm up to. I do tell them, if they ask, and that works for me. Equally I don't want to hear all about what and who they're up to when they're not with me. Jealousy has no place in the swinging world but it does naturally rear its head. So reading this you must be wondering just how many play partners I have, well surprisingly it's only 2 regular ones, but recently I've been in search of another more local one. It's been an eye opened and I've met some lovely guys, had some narrow escapes and some some great sex!
I've been swinging for almost a year now, its something I dip into, then get cross with myself for doing and then find i miss it and get back on fabswingers. I love going to clubs more than one 2 one meets if I'm honest. I do have a friend I go with ( the subject of lots of previous posts) but we don't go often enough for me. Really I want the lot, a kinky playmate for clubs and to chuck out of my bed at 4 in the morning, occasional meals out would be nice, lots of conversation. A man, a friend, at my beck and call.If that sounds unreallistic so be it, I'm prepared to keep looking and here I will critique my meets and encounters on my journey to find him.